[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

There must be something wrong.

Moriarty must not have known how long he had been waiting for their meeting.For three years, every day and every night, just like the time when he was lost in the real world, the rising and setting of the sun became a dull superimposed number on the calendar, and the deductive method became a cold tool again... …he convinces himself to continue the detective game, as he once did in the years when Moriarty wasn't around, like a normal "Sherlock Holmes," frowning at fools, toasting friendship, and thrilling crime , solving one mystery after another, solving one mystery after another... It seems that he got rid of the shadows covering the sky, and he became more unstoppable. However, Moriarty's shot seems to have broken his soul, half of his life Sherlock manipulated his body and jumped off the roof mechanically; the other half stayed on the roof forever, watching his physical self with cold eyes, like a mirror that can always reflect falsehoods, breaking the so-called "normal" appearance bit by bit.

From the point of view of the consulting detective, the world has been a dreary ghost town since the death of Jim Moriarty.

What drives Sherlock most maddened is that he has nowhere to look for Moriarty.He used to be able to use drugs, but now he himself is in a dream, so deep that he can't go deep, and he can only wait for the arrangement of fate.Every minute of waiting time, the chaos of the soul seems to be torn apart.Moriarty would not know that when he entered the court of the King of France and saw the figure perched on the throne, what burned in his heart for a moment was not joy and longing, but a thousand dark thoughts.He wanted to kill Moriarty, eat his skin and tendons and bones, eat his nails and hair, brains and mouthpiece, make him his own forever and ever, never to leave.

Even Sherlock himself was surprised to be able to restrain this urge.He seemed to be frighteningly crazy on the one hand, but frighteningly calm on the other.After realizing that he was abandoned again, he decided not to ask Moriarty why, but decided to return home.A distance of hundreds of kilometers is not necessarily more painful than a distance of one meter. It is also a distance for strangers, so why should he ask for it?

The only thing that is certain is that Moriarty will not change his attitude for no reason. Rather than saying that he wants to put Sherlock under house arrest, it is better to say that he is informing Sherlock of his own anger... In this case, the clue must be in Sherlock within reach.

Holding the pillow that still seemed to have a little breath left, Sherlock fell into a deep sleep.

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Moriarty had arrived in Paris by this time and had settled down.It was the first time for the three-year-old little princess Anna to take such a fast trip. Even though her newborn sister distracted her, she still felt very uncomfortable and disturbed, and clamored to find her mother.The maids and nurse didn't know how to tell her about the queen being left in Amboise Castle, and couldn't stop the princess from crying, so they had to report to Moriarty.

Moriarty still dotes on the eldest daughter, because Anna is not only beautiful, but also very smart. If she is cultivated a little, she may not become a genius in a certain field.After thinking about it for a while, he ordered someone to move the room of the two princesses to the side of his bedroom. After seeing Jeanna who was sleeping soundly, Anna, who had taken a hot bath, hugged her with a rosy face. Run in with a pillow.

Seeing that she had something to say, Moriarty spread his hands and sat by the bed.Anna walked over with a serious face, put the pillows on the bed, patted the folds of the sheets, grabbed Moriarty's trousers, and slowly climbed onto the four-poster bed that was taller than her.

After finally sitting on the bed, Anna sat upright, without looking at Moriarty, and said angrily, "You! Destined Monarch, King Louis of France! Why did you leave your beloved wife alone in the cold castle?" , but took the child to the bustling Paris?"

Moriarty teased her: "Of course it's because Amboise Castle is not cold at all. Don't you often think that the summer there is too hot?"

"King Louis, I'm seriously questioning you, please don't change the concept secretly." Anna said with a stern face, "I'm not the kind of child who still wears diapers, and I can be easily deceived by you."

"Well, you haven't worn a diaper for a year and eight months."

"And you lie to me twenty times a month on average!" Anna raised her chubby fingers like carrots, and complained, "I can't count the number, anyway, you must be the scariest father in the world! "

Moriarty glanced at the little pink pillow: "Then why does the brave princess Anna sleep with her terrifying father again?"

"Hmph, I'm not stupid!" Anna glanced at him proudly, "They all call you the 'Spider King' and say that you are scarier than the devil, so as long as I sleep next to you, the devil will not dare to come looking for you." Me!"

Moriarty suddenly realized: "It turns out that Princess Anna is not brave?"

Anna bared her teeth and made a grimace: "That's not true! I am the bravest Princess Anna, but I am still very weak and can't beat the devil. Of course I have to be protected!"

Moriarty rubbed her head and said with a smile, "Then the brave Princess Anna can now sleep peacefully next to her most terrifying father in the world."

Anna obediently crawled into the quilt and closed her eyes.After a few minutes, she suddenly opened her eyes again and glared at Moriarty angrily, "You're changing the concept again! You haven't told me why you left your mother in Amboise? Don't tell me , 'You are still young, Anna', you said yourself that this is a sentence that adults often use when they are preparing to perfuse their children. I don't want you to perfuse me, Dad, so I ask you directly-are you going to divorce your mother?"

Moriarty raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Why do you ask that?"

"I heard what the nanny said." Anna sat up and stared at Moriarty, "They thought I couldn't understand this, so they started chatting while I was taking a bath. I heard them because my sister grew up Not too pretty, another girl, and you're mad at your mother, and you want a boy, so marry another young and beautiful lady."

"In your eyes, King Louis is the one who would divorce his wife for this reason?"

"Yes." Anna nodded without hesitation.

Moriarty said softly: "Anna, I don't think women are inferior to men in any way. In terms of social division of labor, both do have some advantages and disadvantages. But in terms of leadership, men can do well, and women Do it well too. Joan of Arc led the army for your grandfather, we have had queens in neighboring countries, you don't have to be a boy to inherit the throne of France, you will be better than most people in the world Smarter and more politically wise..."

"But, Dad, you really don't despise women, because you despise everyone." Anna raised her face and said seriously, "If I am useful, I can become a queen; if it is more useful to have a boy, you Divorcing your mother for a boy...you don't care about anyone else, you only care about yourself."

Moriarty looked at her.The child tried to remain serious, but there was a bit of fear on her face that even she didn't know.Anna was afraid of him... He thought he was successful enough to play a loving father, and he even played the role of father more than once... Maybe it was because this time, he was not only a father, but also a king.Standing in the king's position, he was too handy, showing his true nature to the world without any scruples. What Anna saw was a false father, but a real king.

"People's instinct is self-interest." Moriarty said softly, "And I lack more things than ordinary people... I don't know how to love someone, how to approach that person, and how to please someone." To win the love of your lover, you don't know how to deal with the crisis in love..."

Anna looked at him ignorantly, and he looked down at the ring on his ring finger that was shining with blue light, a warm smile suddenly appeared on his lips:

"...Sherlock doesn't understand either."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Moriarty: "Baby Anna, do you want a daddy?"

Sherlock: "What!? You call someone else a baby!?"

Tony: "What!? I thought I was the only one who could call you daddy!!"

Moriarty: "..."

So in the end the author was killed [manual goodbye]