[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

Sherlock's communication process was obviously not very smooth, after all, the Japanese are famous all over the world for their English accent... But they can still understand what Sherlock said, so they cooperated well in the process of carrying Moriarty onto the road It's a tacit understanding.

All the while, Moriarty listened to their conversation in silence.The middle-aged man with a small beard on his lips seemed to be very talkative, eloquently explaining his point of view: "How could someone fall into the sea here? It's unbelievable. There is no possibility of shipwreck in this place. If It's near the sea, how could there be no wrecks of the ship; if it's far away, the radio should have received the message long ago? I think the origins of these two guys are very suspicious..."

"It's rare to have incisive insights." A child wearing glasses next to him muttered, "Ah!"

Mustache raised his hand and slapped him hard, and said triumphantly, "What's so rare, I'm a detective..."

detective?Moriarty glanced at him again.Judo, gun cocoons, alcoholism, smoking addiction... It seems that he has undergone rigorous training, and he may have been a policeman in the past, but as a detective... His eyes fell on the child next to him again - plain glasses, watches, bows, And those shoes... the signs of wear and tear are very unusual.

The "unusual" kid was obviously also quite interested in Moriarty.Taking advantage of his child's identity, he moved closer to the stretcher and began to look at Moriarty brazenly.After meeting Moriarty's gaze, he also showed a innocent and innocent smile, as if he was really an ordinary child.

"What are you doing, Conan! Don't hinder the adults from doing things!" Mustache noticed what he was doing and shouted.

"I think this uncle may be a fan of cosplay, Uncle Kogoro!" The child named Conan put on a naive expression, "Look, he is actually wearing a robe! No one usually wears such a robe Bar?"

"Maybe he's a priest!" Bazihu ​​Xiaowulang muttered, and walked over, "Hey, get out of the way... Ah, this robe is really... Hey? Do you also speak English? Now It's too bad, how should I ask..."

Conan took the opportunity to recommend himself: "I, I, Uncle Kogoro, my English is still..."

However, Kogoro didn't think about his plan at all, and started trying to communicate with Moriarty on his own: "Hello? Hello? Do you understand? Yes, yes? Ah, no, it seems to be... ...It’s so weird, isn’t it?”

Conan: "..." He raised his hands and covered his face.

"I can understand."

Kogoro suddenly got stuck: "Ah...ah?"

Moriarty raised an eyebrow slightly.At that moment just now, he clearly spoke English, but he blurted out Japanese... The previous guess was indeed correct, and this world, as before, gave him great preferential treatment.

"I can understand what you are talking about, so you don't have to try to communicate with me in English." Moriarty showed a melancholy expression, "However, I'm sorry, we had some bad experiences before, and we almost passed Died in the sea, and even now I myself have developed a high fever..."

"Hey, hey, uncle, are you a couple with that curly-haired uncle?" Conan asked curiously, blinking his big eyes.

"Conan!" A girl with weird hair hurriedly stepped forward to hold him back, apologizing awkwardly, "Please don't take it to heart, sir, this kid is very curious..."

"It's okay, but Sherlock and I should be counted as enemies..." Moriarty said in a low mood.

"Sherlock!?" As if a switch had been touched, everyone stopped in their tracks, turned their heads at the same time, and stared at Moriarty eagerly.

Moriarty: "...Excuse me...?"

"It's a very fateful name!" The middle-aged uncle who was carrying the stretcher laughed heartily, "We are the Sherlock Holmes Fan Tour Group!"

Moriarty: "... Could you please say it again? Sherlock Holmes?" He looked up at Sherlock in front of him.And hearing his name, Sherlock also turned around and glanced at him inexplicably.

"That's right, it's Sherlock Holmes!" The uncle's expression was very proud. If he wasn't still carrying the stretcher, he would have given a thumbs up. "Are you familiar with Sherlock Holmes?"

Moriarty: "...Oh, I know it better."

"I really didn't expect to be able to rescue a Sherlock Holmes fan here!" A woman with short hair cheered up immediately, "This is the Sherlock Holmes fan tour group!" She glanced at Kogoro meaningfully.

Kogoro jumped up suddenly: "Hey!! This is a guy of unknown origin!!"

"Hmph, it's better than some people who sneak in." The short-haired woman said contemptuously.

After the shock, Moriarty suddenly felt very funny.He couldn't help laughing on the stretcher with his belly in his arms. He glanced at Sherlock again and began to think about the current situation.

The English accent of the Japanese obviously has a big problem. Although "Sherlock Holmes" is an English name, it is basically the same as Japanese when it comes out of their mouths... Sherlock probably didn't realize that this is actually a name made by A tour group formed by his fans, otherwise it might not be this expression now...

However, fans also need to be classified.Combining the experience of the previous two worlds, Moriarty really doesn't believe that this world is simply a world where "Sherlock became famous and gathered a large number of fans".It's just that it's inconvenient for him to pursue too much for a while, and it won't be fun if Sherlock finds out...

Moriarty rubbed his chin, and decided to tell Sherlock mercifully after finding out the first-hand information.

The stretcher struggled over the steep slope and onto the road.The car was parked on the side of the road. After Sherlock thanked him, he hugged Moriarty horizontally and got into the fairly spacious rear compartment.However, after entering, he did not put Moriarty down, but sat on the seat himself, and put Moriarty on his lap.

The dizziness and weakness brought about by the high fever made Moriarty's hands and feet limp like noodles, and the previous outbreak had consumed all his remaining strength.He nestled in Sherlock's arms, staring at himself in the rearview mirror, feeling that he was almost like a large doll at the moment: "...Do you have to show your love for me in this way?"

Sherlock lowered his head, and put his lips against Moriarty's ear: "You think too much, sweetheart, count the number of people, do you think a commercial vehicle can hold nine people?"

"Absolutely, if Mr. Holmes is willing to be bolted to the hood." Moriarty sarcastically said, "Do you have a fever too, Holmes? Shall I give you the privilege of being a patient?"

"I don't have a fever," Sherlock said firmly. "My hands are cold."

"Shut up. Then you're on drugs. Tell me, morphine or cocaine?"

"...Damn it. Shut up Moriarty, I've had enough of these words." Sherlock put his hands into his hair irritably, and said coldly.

Moriarty became even angrier: "Because in your dream, your dear John has said this sentence to you countless times, and you have also hoped to wake up with this sentence countless times..."

"I never dream!" shouted Sherlock, "Damn it..."

He turned Moriarty's head and kissed those chapped lips.

Everyone who was about to get in the car: "..."

The timing is wrong, isn't it? ! !

Moriarty took a bite of blood, turned his head and spat it in Sherlock's face.Both of them were unhappy, one closed his eyes and stopped talking, and the other wiped his lips vigorously with his hand.The girl with the ponytail was very embarrassed: "Um... are you two having trouble?"

Moriarty shook his head: "It's okay, please get in the car."

Several members of the tour group got into the car and sat down. The girl with ponytail was the driver, claiming to be an employee of the owner who held this Sherlock Holmes fan meeting; the girl with weird hair took the initiative to hold the boy named Conan and sat in the co-pilot In the seat, Kogoro and two other men sat in the middle, and the short-haired girl sat in the back row with a little embarrassment.The car continued to move forward.

They introduced themselves to each other.The middle-aged man carrying the stretcher is Toshiaki Fujisawa, 47 years old, an ordinary company employee; the other man is Ikuo Kawazu, 25 years old, a middle school physical education teacher; the short-haired girl is Nanako Shimizu, 24 years old, a librarian member; ponytail girl named Iwai Hitomi, 24 years old this year.

What the first three have in common is that they are all Sherlock Holmes fans.As for the other three, Kogoro Mori, Ran Mori and Conan Edogawa, only Conan showed his enthusiasm for Holmes.Mori Kogoro claims to be a famous detective, but obviously no one here wants to talk to him...

Moriarty briefly introduced himself and Sherlock, but did not disclose their surnames. He only told them that his name was Jim. The two had a conflict with a boat while traveling and accidentally fell into the sea and drifted here.After mutual introductions, the atmosphere became more lively.Shimizu then asked: "Are the two really lovers? I'm sorry, because it's not often seen in Japan now..."

Moriarty caught a glimpse of Conan's ears in the front row: "...No, we are already enemies."

"Huh? But the appearance of the two of you..."

Moriarty gave her a melancholy look: "Since Sherlock fell in love with Moriarty, our relationship has never been able to return to the way it was before."

All the Sherlock Holmes fans in the car suddenly showed expressions of sympathy, and the way they looked at Sherlock became strange for a while.

Sherlock: "...I think I heard my name?"

Moriarty was expressionless: "Oh, I told them you love me very much. Shut up, Sherlock, I don't want to hear anything now. I forgot to say, I seem to have brought the wand here, you want to try Cruciatus Does it taste like bone?"

Sherlock was silent for two seconds: "...I just want to know, Jim, why I never knew you could speak Japanese?"

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