[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

Rather than saying that Moriarty is looking for a way to meet Sherlock, it is better to say that Sherlock is looking for a way to bring Moriarty back to life.He was indeed smart and quick-thinking, and he wove enough suitable reasons for himself, and then the world pulled Moriarty back from the land where the dead were sleeping according to the reasons he gave, and reappeared in front of him.

"This setting is reasonable, Sherlock." Sitting opposite Sherlock, Moriarty said to the man posing in a yoga posture with his eyes closed, "If I fell from a high place, I might not die - just like you. I know, steam and moss, my masterpiece, you think of Reichenbach, don't you? Reichenbach Falls, I fell from the waterfall, so my back hurts so much .But I didn't die. Maybe you want to kill me, but you want to stand with me in the same way... So, you jumped off the building? Oh, yes, there are gunmen watching, you can't Don't jump. This will also help you clear your innocence, after all, after a long time, the public will always accept another set of rhetoric more easily. But you may not have imagined that there is more than one Moriarty?"

The person sitting opposite ignored him.Because Moriarty wasn't really in front of him.All Moriarty could see was Sherlock in the mirror in the second-floor living room of [-]B Baker Street.This is also an improvement, because Sherlock is already connecting the dream with his thought palace.One day Moriarty will appear in front of him because of this connection, because they know each other well, and only the other can know every inch of their thoughts best.

Of course now Moriarty knows Sherlock better, and he has almost all the memories that Sherlock thinks are valuable.From the weeping little boy to the naive teenager with a childish beard painted on his lips, Sherlock feels downright inferior in some ways... and Moriarty can at least get a girl who likes Sherlock.He was smug about it.

"But you were the one who jumped, Sherlock." Moriarty moved his face closer to the mirror, breathed on Sherlock's face, and scribbled with his fingers.He smiled maliciously and murmured, "How can a man who has been shot in the head still be alive? He shot himself in front of you, Sherlock. How would you explain it? How can this be explained?" Woolen cloth?"

The picture in the mirror began to fluctuate, gradually turning into a colorful swirl.Moriarty knew Sherlock was about to wake up.He stared unhappily at the mirror that had returned to normal, raised his hand and shot the center.The shards of glass fell down and turned into mist in the air, and a new mirror appeared in the frame in an instant... This is the core of Sherlock's thinking. The data is updated so fast that Moriarty can't even read What traces are left here.

Obviously Sherlock was right in front of him...but he couldn't find a way to remind him that he was still alive.

It didn't matter though, he knew Sherlock wanted to see his reflection in the mirror more than he did.Sherlock will always find a suitable reason to prove that he is still alive.When he accepts this reason, they will be able to meet again.

Not an easy task for a smart enough man, but Moriarty knew Sherlock could do it.He knows some of Sherlock's little habits, for example, he always wants to make himself appear smarter, quicker in thinking, and the brilliance of his thoughts is like a flash of lightning galloping through every corner of the hall of thinking, so from a long time ago, he used to use Certain innocuous gadgets made it happen...at first it was just nicotine, then marijuana was added, then morphine and drugs.Moriarty has followed Sherlock for more than ten years. He knows Sherlock and knows when and what action he will take.There is no doubt that Sherlock has developed a dependence on these lovely chemicals even though he himself thinks he has enough self-control and precise dosage.

In reality, Sherlock will restrain himself from thinking about those absurd possibilities; but in the hallucination, anything is possible...

Moriarty was on the right track.Sherlock was shaking more and more.When he entered [-]B Baker Street again, he found that even if there was no detective in the mirror, he could pass through the mirror.

The thinking palace is connected to Sherlock's dream... In other words, Sherlock is dreaming right now?

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The plane took off smoothly.

The plane had only one passenger, Sherlock Holmes.Because of his high level of danger, he is on his way to exile.

The figure seeing off has shrunk to completely disappear in the field of vision, and a large piece of sky and white clouds began to appear outside the porthole.Still staring out of the porthole, Sherlock's head began to feel dizzy, and an incredible lightning-like light ran through his thoughts-the drug he gave himself before boarding the plane was working.He felt a large color block appeared in front of his eyes, shook his head, and Sherlock blinked vigorously, only to realize that he did not enter the hall of thinking smoothly due to the effect of the drug, but was still sitting awake on the plane, staring at the porthole The fleeting scenery outside.

He originally wanted to use this to relieve the boredom of the journey. After all, it was a long journey from the UK to Eastern Europe... However, it seems that his body has developed resistance to the medicine now, and it is not so easy to get the right amount of injection in the past. Worked.But now his thoughts are in a mess, and it is rare to fall into some kind of parting melancholy... Well, is it necessary to stare out the window for ten hours like this?

I should find something to make myself less bored... Sherlock unconsciously put his hands in a tower shape and put them in front of his chin.Interesting... Interesting... Any unsolved cases?No, the level of various crimes in Britain has dropped significantly in the past few years. It is not easy to find a case that can pass the time... If Moriarty is still alive, he will definitely create all kinds of incredible cases to attract people. his attention...

...assuming Moriarty was still alive?

Sherlock's thoughts paused for a moment.But he didn't notice it.He continued to think along his previous train of thought.Well, if Moriarty was still alive, the Napoleon of crime would be best at advising criminals of all kinds, as he always was at Scotland Yard.Moriarty will instruct criminals to appear in front of him actively, and let those criminals use their best abilities to create all kinds of incredible cases... and these cases are undoubtedly very challenging... Moriarty , Moriarty...

...Damn Moriarty!

Sherlock wiped his face, feeling sour.His gaze turned back to the outside of the porthole.Damn, can't British criminals be a little innovative?Always the same crime routine...same presentation...not even Magnussen is challenging.It was as if all the criminal inspiration in the world had been taken away by Moriarty alone.He hoped that Moriarty was not dead now, but how could he not be dead?If it's twins... damn it!

Sherlock's thoughts froze again.When he came back to his senses, his previous thoughts had become blank.It seems that from the beginning he just stared at the white clouds outside the window in a daze.

The flight attendant's voice suddenly sounded: "Sir? Your brother..."

A mobile phone was handed over.Sherlock raised his head, paused for a moment, then got up and took the phone: "Mycroft?"

"Hi brother. How was life in exile?"

Mycroft's familiar voice came from the phone.Sherlock's expression became a little strange: "I've only been away for 4 minutes..."

"Then I hope you've learned your lesson," Mycroft said, briefly introducing the situation.At the same time, the plane began to turn around and fly back to the airport just now.

Sherlock finds it ridiculous that Moriarty is back?And he clearly watched Moriarty die in front of him... How could a person whose head was blown off by a single shot still be alive?

But in fact, Moriarty did appear again.After three years, he appeared in front of everyone again—yes, everyone.Moriarty's figure swept across the British TV screens at the same time, with a polite smile, repeating: "Miss me?"

"do you miss me?"

"do you miss me?"

The author has something to say: The following is about to start a high-level spoiler...Actually, it's a bit of a headache, I don't know how to express Sherlock's complicated quadruple dream...I will try my best to write a clearer OJZ