Just like Moriarty once made the rules of the game and then waited for Sherlock to take the bait, this time Sherlock also took the initiative to make the rules of the game, but the resurrected Moriarty was not included in his plan.He sees this game, this world, as a way to solve his own doubts. As he said, to solve one case, you must first solve the other-so, in order to find out whether Moriarty is still alive , Sherlock must have used this as a projection to create another case, an old unsolved case that happened in England in the nineteenth century.

Moriarty knew Sherlock.In the real world, everyone he interacts with is an objective existence, and Sherlock can't change them—but in his own imaginary world, everyone exists based on his subjective impression.Sherlock's needs will affect those people, and he assumes that everyone has their own new identity in the Victorian era, and at the same time, they have more characteristics that he needs.For example, John Watson, who just now acted like an answering guy, exists exclusively to smooth out Sherlock's train of thought...

Moriarty even thought maliciously that even if Watson disappeared from [-]B Baker Street, Sherlock might not notice it—because he would always create an answering person for himself, an NPC.Maybe Sherlock will feel that Watson, who no longer refutes him with his own stupid thinking, has improved.

Only Moriarty could understand Sherlock.

"Come on, Sherlock, let me see how much you love me." Moriarty said to himself, got off the carriage, and walked towards Scotland Yard.The suit on his body has been transformed into a coat in line with the times and seasons, and he looks elegant, just like a gentleman.

Moriarty didn't ignore Sherlock's final shout of "Lestrade". It was obvious that Scotland Yard had encountered some difficult case and came to seek help from the consulting detective.And the most well-informed people in London are the coachman and the thief. On the way here, he questioned the coachman and got the information he wanted-a young and beautiful lady who had only been married for a year suddenly disappeared on her wedding anniversary. Putting on her own wedding dress, holding double guns and shooting passers-by on the balcony, looking crazy, yelling "You? Or me?" Then before the police arrived, she put the gun in her mouth, right He shot himself in the head.

Very familiar plot.Moriarty pursed his lips. There is no doubt that this is plagiarism!But what happened next was interesting, proving that the consulting detective’s imagination hadn’t been barren because of his departure—that night, when the husband of the deceased was planning to go to Scotland Yard to identify the body, the dead bride suddenly He appeared in front of the world in the posthumous attire, shot and killed his husband, and left in a hurry.

So here comes the question. Everyone knows that the bride has lost half of her head in front of everyone, and her body has even been sent to Scotland Yard. Then, who is the person who appeared opposite the Chinese Footwashing City?A husband will never mistake his wife!

Things thus become complicated and confusing, casting a Gothic shadow.Moriarty was very amused by this.Since Sherlock will set up such a story to complete the puzzle, the answer will not be very difficult... Ah, think about it, what kind of thinking will Sherlock use to solve the puzzle?The easiest answer is twins.But if that's the case, things are too... not challenging.

After knocking down a clerk who was holding a file, and helping her pick up and put things back together, Moriarty tapped the rhythm on the back of his hand and walked leisurely towards the morgue.After confirming that there was only one person inside, he knocked on the door and said to the person on duty: "Good afternoon, sir. Has anyone sent a lady's body before?"

The on-duty forensic doctor obviously looked frightened, and turned his head stiffly: "...Emilia Ricolaidi? Sorry, you are..."

"No, no, her name is Jenny." Moriarty showed a dejected look, "Jenny Jones, we haven't known each other for long... When I went to find her yesterday, someone told me that she passed away. The body is still in the morgue. No, I mean...sorry, I just want to see her again."

"Jenny Jones is not here now." The forensic doctor heaved a sigh of relief, her expression softened, "She has been taken away by her family."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend, but you just mentioned Emilia Riccoletti?" Moriarty naturally continued the topic, showing curiosity, "This is a big case, isn't it? I heard that she committed suicide by drinking a bullet in the street in the morning, but at night she resurrected and shot her husband... This incident is really aroused."

The forensic doctor shivered, obviously not wanting to talk about this matter: "Yes, it's really evil."

"She's still here, isn't she?" Moriarty looked around, with a polite smile on the corner of his mouth, "Oh, it seems that there... Mrs. Rico Lady's body? This is not good for the dead. So respectful, man. Why are you chaining her? Don't you fear she'll come back to life again?"

"Sir!" The forensic doctor roared.Moriarty had already lifted the shroud, and had a closer look at the pale and stiff face of the deceased: "What a beautiful girl... But I guess her family must not be happy."

The forensic doctor looked like he wanted to jump over and cover the cloth again, but he obviously lacked such courage.Another voice sounded in the morgue: "Why do you say that?"

A petite woman in masculine attire appeared in the morgue.She has short hair, a fake beard on her upper lip, and she walks in a big way, which seems to be very imposing.But Moriarty recognized it immediately. It was Jasmine Amber, one of Sherlock's crushes and admirers...and his ex-girlfriend.

He almost laughed, and almost immediately guessed Jasmine's role in this case.Sherlock literally uses every factor at his disposal.Seeing Jasmine Amber, Moriarty finally understood why Sherlock didn't die—he acted out a scene, pretending to fall from a building, in order to let Moriarty's diehards relax their vigilance, and then took the opportunity to kill them one by one ...And his assistant is undoubtedly Jasmine.She is a forensic doctor, so it is easy to find a corpse, and with the help of her brother who works in the British government, they can easily hide it.

"Obviously..." Moriarty stared into Jasmine's eyes and smiled happily, "Why would a young, beautiful, healthy, wealthy lady who was newly married for less than a year wear a wedding dress and stand on the balcony on her wedding anniversary?" Where is her husband? Why did she commit suicide if she didn't feel hopeless about her marriage? If her husband didn't betray her, why did she come back from hell and kill her cheating husband?"

Jasmine met his eyes, lost her mind, and quickly looked away, covering the corpse with a shroud: "So, you think she was indeed resurrected?"

"No." Moriarty leaned closer to her and whispered, "We have to respect science, ma'am... how can a person whose head has been shot in pieces still alive? The only explanation is that she was not dead at that time." ... Mrs. Raccoon Lady, she only died once."

Jasmine couldn't help but began to tremble, trying to stay away from Moriarty in a panic.But Moriarty knew this simple girl too well.He put his arms around Jasmine's waist, stopped her from leaving, and forced her to look into his eyes: "It is impossible for a husband to recognize his wife by mistake, so the person who appeared last night was indeed Rico Laidi; that's impossible It's twins, because twins always leave clues, not to mention that no one can plan all this from decades ago; it's not likely to be the resurrection of the dead, unless Sherlock loves her more than me... Molly, you don't need to ask me Why did you guess this, I’m just a little curious, what made you, as a forensic doctor, choose to help a person who had no intersection in life murder his husband?”

The forensic doctors who were on duty before were all stunned watching from behind.He probably misunderstood something and was trying to quietly exit through the door.At this moment, Jasmine's face was pale, her voice was trembling, and she looked at Moriarty in disbelief: "Who are you?"

"I'm an angel, God sent me to help you." Moriarty kissed her loudly on the cheek, and laughed softly. "Want to make this a complete cold case? Want to see Sherlock Holmes?" Is the mister frowning? Do you want more misfortunes to find a way to vent? I can help you... Jasmine Amber."

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