[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

Conan kept his ears up, trying to eavesdrop on the conversation behind him, but Moriarty and Sherlock both spoke very fast and their voices were very small, so he could hear very little, excluding those who might have misheard due to their accents. section, useful information is just a handful...

Now that he discovered the anomaly in Conan, Moriarty certainly wouldn't let him know too much.He and Sherlock had a verbal fight for a few minutes, intentionally or unintentionally showing a bit of the complicated relationship between them, all sensitive words were referred to by special characters, not even the wizarding world was mentioned.Both Moriarty and Sherlock had tacitly kept their secrets in those words that were spoken at a volume that could be heard clearly by others.

Temporarily regaining a small round, Moriarty also let out a small breath of anger.However, he also knows that this inexplicable language advantage cannot be maintained for long. Although Japanese and Sherlock's current language are very different, with Sherlock's learning ability, he can master seven in a few days. Seven, eight, eight... If you find the grammar rules, and the purpose is only to communicate with others, Sherlock's learning speed may become faster...

——You must understand the world before Sherlock.In Moriarty's head - an idea appeared.Knowing the circumstances under which this world was born is more important than anything else... He doesn't want to go through again the next time he dies.

So after the conversation with Sherlock was over, after a few minutes of silence, Moriarty asked the reason for the organization of the tour group.

Probably because he is also a "Sherlock Holmes fan", the passengers in the car are quite enthusiastic about him.Nanako took the initiative to explain these problems for him: "...the organizer of this rally, Mr. Jin Gu, invites some Sherlock Holmes fans to the rally every year. I heard that as long as you participate in the rally, you will have a chance to get the first edition of Sherlock Holmes's first appearance in the investigation. works, so everyone is very enthusiastic about it!"

"Oh? Really?" Moriarty showed an interested expression, "I must express my heartfelt thanks to Mr. Jingu. If he hadn't organized this event, Sherlock and I would probably have collapsed by now. It's on the side of the road."

"Don't say that, we also feel very lucky. During the gathering of Sherlock Holmes fans, we happened to help two Sherlock Holmes fans!" The middle-aged man Fujisawa said, "This is God's will! But, Miss Shimizu , About the first edition of the book, is this true? I have also heard some news, but I am still not sure."

"I'm afraid half of the people who come here are here for Master Conan Doyle's first edition work!" Nanako shrugged, "Miss Iwai, am I right?"

Ms. Iwai replied while driving: "Yes, the other car driven by our master is full of guests. Most of them are people who have participated in or heard about this event. Some of them are not just the first time. Here we come!"

Conan Doyle?Moriarty thought about it.What does this name have to do with Holmes?And that kid is also named Conan, and this is a car for Sherlock Holmes fans...

He said calmly: "It will take some time to get to Mr. Jingu's villa from here, right? I have a suggestion. Why don't we take advantage of this time to share which case we like?"

Nanako immediately said, "Of course it's "A Study in Scarlet"! Sherlock Holmes's debut work..."

——John actually wrote a blog post called "The Study of Pink Characters".

Kawazu said: "My favorite work is "The Red Hair Society."

Fujisawa said with a smile: "Master Conan Doyle's works are very attractive, and I like "The Devil's Heel" more."

"And me!" Conan raised his hand, very lively and authentic, "My favorite is "The Four Signs"! Hey, hey, which one is Uncle Jim's favorite?"

Moriarty has never heard of these cases... Now he can basically be sure that Conan Doyle is not a friend of Sherlock like Watson, but just a detective novelist.In this way, both he and Sherlock in this world have become fictional characters written by others...

"You seem to know a lot, kid?" Moriarty smiled kindly, "Then do you know Reichenbach Falls?"

"Of course I know! Holmes and Moriarty have a duel here!" Conan said without thinking, but then he was startled.Fujisawa next to him has already praised: "Oh, it's amazing, kid, have you already recognized so many characters?"

"Ahaha, almost..." Conan patted his head with a smirk, and put aside the flash of thought just now.

"Mr. Sherlock seems to be a Sherlock Holmes fan too," Kawazu said, "I wonder which work Mr. Sherlock likes?"

"He likes everything related to Moriarty." Moriarty sighed, pretending to be sad, "I don't understand why Sherlock would fall in love with a criminal..."

"There seems to be something wrong with Mr. Sherlock!" Nanako who was sitting next to them suddenly exclaimed, "His face is so pale!"

The car just made a turn, Moriarty only felt the car vibrate, and then Sherlock's entire upper body fell down, his arms were still tightly hugging his waist and limbs, and he was heavily pressed down on the front. on the seat back.

"...Sherlock!?"

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Because of the two patients in the car and the remoteness of the road, Ms. Iwai drove all the way and arrived at the villa an hour earlier than expected.When they arrived, the owner of the villa, Kanaya, hadn't come back yet. Kawazu and Fujisawa carried Sherlock, who had a high fever, into the villa, and Moriarty walked in carefully, supported by Mori Kogoro.

Ms. Iwai quickly found antipyretics for Moriarty and Charlotte to overcome, and left behind a thermometer.After discussion, everyone agreed that if the fever did not subside after 24 hours, they might have to be sent to an outside hospital for medical treatment.

Moriarty has been silent since discovering that Sherlock has a high fever and is unconscious.Everyone else went down to wait for the owner of the villa, and only he, and the unconscious Sherlock, were alone in a guest room.Next to it were some clothes that Ms. Iwai had found, but Moriarty was still wearing a damp robe, holding his wand tightly, with an uncertain expression on his face.

If someone could see the current Moriarty, the good impression he had just created on the group of people would collapse in an instant.He breathed lightly, bit the inside of his lower lip with his teeth, and looked at the ground erratically, listening to Sherlock's heavy breathing by his ears.

Sherlock... Sherlock Holmes...

Moriarty slowly chewed the name in his heart, and was at a loss for a moment.Sherlock seemed to suddenly become an extremely strange image, the face was still the same, the person was still the same person, but it made him feel that something was out of control... completely out of control... something happened that he couldn't grasp, The image of "Sherlock Holmes" he knew through observation and contact collapsed.It doesn't make sense...it's totally illogical...why does this happen?

He blankly overturned the crime he had previously charged Sherlock with: insulting.He took Sherlock's love show as an insult, because he couldn't understand how the only being in the world who was similar to himself could have feelings for him other than an enemy...love?They only have their eyes on themselves, they should be complete egoists, they can use the death curse on each other without hesitation, and they are all prepared to win in advance-yes, that's right.But what is the difference?

Moriarty ran his fingers through his hair.The smell of salty sea water, gasoline, and damp cloth rose to his nostrils as he stared at the brown carpet, gripping his wand tighter with one hand—what was the difference?

...the antipyretics kicked in, and Moriarty soon-felt drowsy.He raised his wand and said softly, "Clear water is like a spring."

The wand gave no response.Moriarty stared at its fine carvings for a moment, then reached for the ends of the wand and snapped it.

The rules of the previous world don't work here, this is a new discovery...

A deeper sleepiness swept over Moriarty.He staggered to the bed, took off his damp wizard robes, and threw them under the covers.

There are obviously two beds in the room...why did he touch a body with the same high temperature? ...

With vague doubts, Moriarty stretched out his arms to hug the heat source, and fell into a deep sleep.

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PS: If your wand is made of resin, don't snap it and it will break.

PSS: The steel core is fine.

PSSS: Don't ask me how I know.

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