[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

Moriarty sat lazily on the sink, lifting his foot to let Sherlock pull his pants on.The faucet was turning on, and he pressed one hand on the faucet, suddenly he felt nervous, his palm wrapped around the faucet, and a jet of water sprayed towards Sherlock.

Caught off guard, Sherlock was splashed all over his face.He paused, looked up at Moriarty for a few seconds, and then suddenly buried his head down.

Moriarty: "...Sherlock Holmes!"

Sherlock raised his head proudly and licked his lips: "I forgot to tell you that lack of experience in a certain field does not mean lack of research on certain knowledge. I did an experiment about male cats. Don't listen to..."

"..." Moriarty kicked him in the face.

... Due to various unforeseen special reasons, Moriarty and Sherlock stayed in the bathroom for a longer period of time.When they finally walked out the door, there was no one there.On the surface, the two people, who were still dressed neatly, decided to go upstairs to take a shower first.Moriarty took priority. Sherlock took his temperature and walked in after Moriarty came out.

Moriarty checked - the temperature on the thermometer - very good, it has returned to normal.The room was also simply tidied up... He flipped through it, and the two broken wands were gone.

Sherlock's pocket magnifying glass was also gone.

Moriarty thought for a while, when he heard a knock on the door.He opened the door, and the person standing outside turned out to be the college student Sherlock Holmes Mikoha whom he had seen in the living room in the afternoon.

"Excuse me, Mr. Jim," Toba smiled a little cautiously, and raised the test question in his hand, "This, you left it in the living room in the afternoon, right? It should have avoided suspicion, but because there are I didn’t write anything, so Ms. Iwai asked me to give them to you.”

Moriarty blinked, and his eyes fell from Koha's face to his lowered other hand.Koba's fingers subconsciously curled up, and his voice was a little tense: "...Mr. Jim? What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Moriarty took the test paper and flipped through it casually, "Thank you."

Koba relaxed a little, and raised a smile: "It's okay, I just think there are still a few hours left, it would be a pity if I don't take the opportunity to do more questions. Mr. Jim and Mr. Sherlock are already behind us It's been so long [-]

Moriarty folded the test questions and laughed, "I think we should thank Mr. Hattori, because if it weren't for him, we would never have thought of doing this test question."

There was a bit of surprise in Toha's smile: "Why? Don't you two want to get that first edition book?"

Moriarty said meaningfully: "That's why we should thank Hattori. If it weren't for him, how could we have thought that if we didn't do the test papers, we would be suspected of entering here in advance? ... Just like you, Isn't that right, Toba-san?"

Toha's expression froze for a moment: "...Ahaha, this is a joke [-]

Moriarty raised the test question in Yang's hand, pretending to be surprised: "Really? But the name written on this blank paper is neither me nor Sherlock..."

Toha immediately reached out to grab the test paper, but found that Moriarty let go of it indifferently.The moment he got the test paper, Toha's expression changed.He stared at Moriarty, firmly grasping the test paper in his hand: "...you lied to me?"

Moriarty shrugged: "It turns out that Mr. Toba didn't write a single word in the test paper? Aren't you a loyal Sherlock Holmes fan? Did you never think about getting that book? It's because you think you know more about Holmes than I do." Not on others... or because of, for some other reason?"

The room was silent for a few seconds.The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Sherlock yelled, "Jim! Could you please bring my clothes in!"

"I'm afraid I'll have to excuse you for a while!" Moriarty replied, folded his arms, and looked at Koba leisurely, "You searched our room, and you gained a lot, Mr. Koba? May I ask, are you going to use me as the scapegoat first, or are you going to let Sherlock be the scapegoat first?"

Toba's expression darkened.Moriarty raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you prefer the name Sherlock?"

Koba suddenly laughed: "What are you talking about, Mr. Jim? It's really incomprehensible! We Sherlock Holmes fans gathered here, of course, part of the reason is for that book, but if anyone has If there is a way to get the book through other means, it is a bit ironic, because everyone knows that Mr. Kanaya is very precious about that book... This kind of exchange meeting is basically held every year, and I have never heard of it Who really got the book. So, don't worry, it doesn't matter if you haven't finished the test questions, because after all, the main purpose is to communicate with everyone!"

Moriarty applauded: "That's really good, it's great. Then give me the test paper, there are still several hours before dinner. If we are really Sherlock Holmes fans, we will definitely be able to complete part of it before dinner. Bar!"

Tonoha took a step back and threw the test paper to him: "Then take the [-] and walk towards the other side of the corridor without looking back.

Moriarty stared at his figure, stretched out his left hand, and said softly, "Sherlock's magnifying glass is coming!"

A cracking sound sounded.Toba looked back knowingly, but only saw Moriarty closing the door and entering the house.

When Sherlock came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, Moriarty was lying on the bed in a good mood, tossing his pocket magnifying glass over and over again.Sherlock raised his hand and grabbed the magnifying glass, tossed it in his hand, and asked casually, "Is that the boy with glasses?"

"Man," Moriarty corrected lazily.

"So he killed the owner of the house?" Sherlock looked up at the camera head and began to change his clothes.The clothes that Ms. Iwai brought before were stained, and he had to change into the ones he was wearing, but luckily they had been steamed dry in the hot weather.

Moriarty was still wearing that suit, but he looked neat, and there was no sign of a fierce battle before.Sherlock didn't ask, straightened his clothes, and put the pocket magnifying glass in his pocket.

"Is this what you've been thinking about?" Moriarty snorted coldly and sat up.

"Uh, it's a bit complicated, I'm not sure whether I should tell you." Sherlock also sat cross-legged across from him, with a smile on his lips, "It's a rather strange reasoning process, I think it should be related to my I'm sorry, but before I start, can I ask what you see in my mind?"

Moriarty thought for a few seconds and said, "A world like a large 3D online game."

"I'm so glad you praised me so much—a world. Since you describe it like that, I might as well consider it a database built based on my memory? Thinking Palace, Thinking Attic, I believe you fully understand how it is built .It can better organize our thoughts, our memory, make it like a well-categorized hard drive, and can find relevant information as quickly as we ask. At first I thought-well, we Everyone felt that this was a beautiful mistake, that a virus had sneaked into the hard disk, and that's why it led to all kinds of things after that."

Moriarty said coldly: "Wow——Forgive me, you've always been the one who maintains this kind of thinking, and I'm just echoing it."

Sherlock smiled: "Then what do you think?"

"You might as well ask your own eyes."

"I used to think it was an illusion." Sherlock mused, "Because it was so logical. When I was on the verge of extinction, the person who could give me the most authoritative guidance naturally appeared in my mind, Jasmine, Mycroft ... Then there are familiar things, familiar surroundings, like a palace, I run as hard as I can in the empty palace, avoiding death, until I enter the depths of my mind and see you. Then... maybe I am awake, maybe I am still Lost in my own thoughts, just a few hours ago, I suddenly had an idea... Is it because I saw you that I entered the first world...the Victorian world?"

"'Sometimes in order to solve one mystery, you have to solve another,'" Moriarty said softly.

"That's right, and my reaction at that time should be my most authentic reaction. I never thought why you would appear in the depths of my consciousness, in that image, and what I needed most at the time was someone who could help me Courage, the man who conquered death. You did it, but it's too unreal... so I want to understand why you appear in my mind, so there is Sherlock Holmes in the nineteenth century, The resurrected bride, the memory-filled Moriarty... I ruled that world, I created that world. You should have more say than me on this point, right?"

The author has something to say: Mo: "Well, I also think that I should have more say than you, so Sherlock, can you please raise your ass up a bit so that I can get on it?" [Big fog! ]

hhhhh Thank you Guigu for your long comment!Take a sip~ Thank you Feng Jingnan for your mine!When I was about to update, I suddenly saw landmines and felt so happy! ! !mwah! ! ! =333=Please accept my kiss that smells like Mo Niang's feet! ! [shenmegui! ]

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