The big winner in life [Comprehensive]

"My dearest Patrick, look, how well I know you, tell me, when did you realize that I was behind that suicide? But you didn't say anything to the police. What is it for?" Moriarty's overly red lips spat out sweet words.

Gu Qing's pupils narrowed slightly.

Moriarty, who had been paying attention to him all the time, did not let go of such subtle changes. He sighed: "Little Honey, do you know? I started paying attention to you a long, long time ago. Uh—" Morrie Artie made a sticky and sweet nasal voice, "From the beginning, I was just curious about the adventures that happened to you. Have you counted them? How often do the cases that just involve you happen on average? "

Moriarty didn't seem to care whether he could get a response from Gu Qing, or maybe it was just his own question and answer, which turned out to be the latter.Moriarty showed a surprised expression, "Caring little...Jim has already calculated it for you, it is an average of eight months. Wow, you can apply for Guinness World Records, my little honey. "

"How do you know I don't? I really thought about it, but unfortunately, I was told that the instrument for measuring luck has not been invented yet, so I gave up as a last resort." Gu Qing pouted as he spoke, as if Dissatisfied with this.

Moriarty almost sighed and asked, "Then do you think it's extremely unfortunate or extremely lucky, Patrick? But it doesn't matter, what do you know, the keen Jim noticed another more interesting thing." Speaking of this, Moriarty's big black eyes were infused with unparalleled brilliance, he licked his red lips and said, "O merciful angel, please purify Father Edward; merciful angel, please punish that ruined My daughter's scoundrel; angel of mercy, cleanse Lord Cook of his sins!"

Moriarty put on a pious gesture, and finally became passionate, but it was definitely not because of the response from God.No, no, that's not quite right, because the object of his prayer is the "Angel of Mercy", and when the pupils of the "Angel of Mercy" suddenly contracted because of his words, Moriarty's face also had a tinge of excitement from the excessive excitement. With an abnormal flush, he said almost raving: "This is really interesting, isn't it?"

This was really beyond Gu Qing's expectation. What Moriarty said can be regarded as his hobby.The goddess of justice is blindfolded, judging crimes and punishments, but it is a pity that it is human beings who make the laws, and there are always some people who can escape the sanctions of the law.This matter should not have been known to anyone, it has not been in the past, and it will not be in the future, but he did not expect that Moriarty would notice it.

Although Gu Qing knew very well that Moriarty would not have any substantive evidence, of course even if he had, he would not do such things as denunciation, after all, it would be too boring.

But the fact that the unspeakable secret was known by another person gave Gu Qing an unspeakable throbbing, and he clearly felt his heart beating faster.He frowned, as if he was puzzled and dazed by this feeling.

As if echoing him, Moriarty began to breathe unevenly. He almost greedily plundered every part of Gu Qing's face, looking at his smooth forehead, his smooth combed hair, his thin and Red lips, and finally looked into his pair of eyes that were finally no longer concealed too much.Moriarty giggled triumphantly at the sight of the twinkling lights in those eyes.A beautiful and holy angel, worshiped by the world, is an outstanding creation of God, Moriarty can't think of any reason not to lure him to fall, wants to see his white and flawless wings imprisoned by chains protruding from the dark world, wants to See him dyed the unique color of the dark world and possess him again.

Thinking of this, Moriarty couldn't help getting closer to the "angel", and spit out a confusing sentence from his scarlet lips: "Only I know your secret, right? I think only you know my secret, um, let Let me think about it. Dear Jim, can you help me get rid of my lover's annoying sister? Dear Jim, can you help me run away to South America? Dear Jim, can you help me defeat my election opponent? I Dearest Patrick, when did you start looking sideways at me? Tell me—”

As if being bewitched, Gu Qing gently closed his eyelids, and his sky-long eyelashes trembled, like dewdrops sliding on the leaves in the morning, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Moriarty held his breath, with a sense of accomplishment surging in his heart, he couldn't wait to see the "angel of mercy" fall!

"Did you know? You once again verified the law of villains talking a lot, Moriarty." Gu Qing opened his eyes again, the ice blue in those eyes was fading, and returned to its usual color.

Gu Qing didn't distance himself from Moriarty—although they were too close for Gu Qing—he even stretched out his hand to cover Moriarty's cheek. Moriarty felt unspeakably trembling at the scene, he lost control for the first time, and just stared at Gu Qing with wide-eyed eyes.

Gu Qing sighed softly: "I originally planned to kill you, you know I can."

Moriarty's pupils dilated uncontrollably, and he didn't back away from Gu Qing's palm either. He murmured, "What made you change your mind?"

Gu Qing tilted his head, innocent and innocent: "Because that would be too boring, so I changed my mind, and now I want to play a game called "You hide and I find" with you. As for this time, I have to thank you You killed Jim to return to the identity of Moriarty, and what you told me just now, I will destroy the web you spun, and you take it as the signal to start the game, Moriarty."

Instead, Moriarty laughed unscrupulously, and the laughter became more and more maniacal. The flush on his face that hadn't completely faded away now came back with his exaggerated smile, covering his pale cheeks .He smiled and said incoherently: "This is even better than I thought. I was wrong. You don't need to fall at all. I finally understand why so many people will fly to you like moths." Pounce! Oh, Patrick—" Moriarty's dilated pupils had begun to lose focus, and he couldn't help rubbing Gu Qing's hand on his cheek.

It took Gu Qing a little longer than usual to successfully interpret Moriarty's current situation, and he withdrew his hand as if he had been burned.The brain processor, which has always been running efficiently, also gave a rare "bang" after receiving the deduction conclusion, and then mapped it to the outside, Gu Qing's expression went blank.

It restarted because of the unspeakable pain on his lips and the lingering smell of rust in his breath, and of course the weight of another person on top of him.

"What are you doing?" Gu Qing's tone could be said to be exasperated, no, it could even be described as annoyed.

Moriarty felt very sorry, but he still had a fluke mentality, and wanted to go further, but was slammed onto the table he had carefully selected by Gu Qing, whose body reaction was faster than the brain reaction for the first time.

Gu Qing really didn't "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade", his body collided with the table and made a loud noise.The table was trembling, as if it would fall apart in the next second.

The pain from his body turned into stimulation, and Moriarty let out a groan that he didn't know whether it was pain or pleasure.

Gu Qing took the chair back half a step, frowned, and reached out to touch the lips bitten by Moriarty.

Moriarty never left Gu Qing's eyes. Seeing this, he stretched out his evil tongue and licked the scarlet blood on his lips. Gu Qing's blood was sucked into his mouth, making him look like he was covered with blood. Seeing the gorgeous smell of blood, he grinned and said, "I'm looking forward to the game that belongs to both of us, Patrick, um..."

The last voice was very sticky, Gu Qing didn't say anything, he didn't look at Moriarty again, turned around and walked out.When he walked out of the strange house, Gu Qing paused, took out a handkerchief from his coat pocket to wipe off the liquid on his lips, looked back, and then walked away.There is no sign of embarrassment at all, at least on the surface, it is true.

Moriarty, who was left behind, took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the smell left by Gu Qing into his lungs.He bowed his waist, thinking in his mind that Gu Qing no longer concealed his true appearance, a white light appeared in front of his eyes, and he just had an orgasm.

Moriarty didn't immerse himself in the aftertaste for long, he spat out the blood that he licked into his mouth, and the fascination in those big obsidian eyes was no longer there, "I'm already looking forward to it, Patrick."

In the dark alley not far away, Gu Qing was completely hidden in the darkness. After receiving the message from his ant squad, he licked the lip that was bitten by Moriarty before. It has completely healed in a short period of time, and there is no trace left.

This is also thanks to the system's consistent "generosity", the T virus, or the modified T virus.Of course, before he was three years old, he was often hospitalized because his body strength couldn't keep up with the requirements of the modified T-virus, and the doctor couldn't find any reason, but how could he blame the system, right?

Speaking of the transformation of the T-virus, in the last world, Carol Biotechnology Company has achieved extraordinary achievements under the blessing of unnatural forces, especially on the basis of the super mutant cells transformed from Tomie Kawakami's cells, further application to all aspects.

As a scientist with the spirit of research, Gu Qing once fused T virus + mutated smallpox virus + super cells, but this achievement has not been released to the public.

Although Gu Qing is very happy to see the effect of the horror world on the T virus, but if he accidentally loses and loses again, it is not what he wants to see.Of course, with Eva and David there, they can simulate all kinds of possibilities in the virtual reality display system, and I have to say, it feels really good.

Thinking of this, Gu Qing lowered his eyes, he missed his partners even more at this moment.Gu Qing walked out of the dark alley. He felt that he still had a lot of work to do next. What he said to Moriarty to destroy the web he had woven was not just words—in the past period of time, What he did in the Underworld must have shown Moriarty his determination—even if they were just going to play a game.

Everything that happened in that house today has been recorded in Gu Qing's memory palace. The powerful memory function enables Gu Qing to restore it exactly, whether it is the decayed smell in that room or the stains on the newly laid wallpaper. Patterns, or every word Moriarty said, etc., are combined and coded again to deduce another part of the network that Moriarty woven.

In this regard, Gu Qing also kindly reminded him that to be a villain, one must have the professionalism to be a villain, and the point of talking too much should be corrected.

Gu Qing stuffed his hands into the pockets of his coat, and strolled in the underground world of London, just like walking in the peaceful and peaceful campus of Cambridge.When finally leaving the underground world lightly, Gu Qing was thinking that maybe he could put the invention of an instrument for measuring luck on the agenda.

The background of such thinking is that there are many mourners, who told them to look at the well-dressed Gu Qing as a "lamb to be slaughtered".

Regarding the fact that there is always a high probability of triggering various unfortunate accidents around him, Gu Qing, who knows the truth, is too embarrassed to refute Moriarty's "moths to the flame" statement-the system always Committed to playing Gu Qing (most of the time with his body) badly, and this time is no exception.To put it more vividly, it seems that he has the magical charm of the improved version of Tomie Kawakami that attracts people to dismember her, but he has become an attraction to perverts.

Not to mention whether Gu Qing is extremely unlucky or extremely lucky. After all, he was the one who was unlucky at the beginning, but he must not be the one who was unlucky in the end.

——It seems that this is really not something to be proud of.

Gu Qing waved his sleeves and left the underground world without taking away a piece of blood. Who cares about the disintegration of the underground world, he is just a sunny Cambridge student.

After returning to the quiet and peaceful campus, after an unusually fulfilling period of time, when most things were settled, Gu Qing's ant squad sent back news that Moriarty had left London.Gu Qing was writing a dissertation at the time. After compiling the news, he paused with his hands on the keyboard, pursed his lips, and recalled his ant team.

The game has officially started.

Gu Qing saved his thesis, wandered into the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator.Gu Qing looked at the dim sum that was about to be exhausted by him, his cheeks were bulging and had some baby fat.His eyes fell on the pile of cameras that he had found and frozen in the refrigerator, and he deeply felt that he had neglected his brothers during this time.

Obviously, the pile of unused cameras was left behind by the new agents that Mycroft had brought in, and some of them were improved by MI5's technical support department based on his test report.In the past, Gu Qing would not dismantle them so simply and rudely, and put them in the refrigerator.Let me solemnly say that this has nothing to do with McCoff's new secret service team, unlike the previous secret service team, who worked tirelessly to fill his refrigerator, really.

The snacks in the refrigerator take up less space, and the rest of the extra space includes the pile of cameras, the box that Gu Qing brought back from the "Flayer" shop that contained his dead friend's things, and a few handicrafts that he bought from the "Flayer" shop. Nice little gadgets that come along from the store.It seems that it is not worth advocating to take sheep under the nose of Scotland Yard, but Gu Qing has "knowledge the mistake and correct it", the most direct proof is that he has returned Professor Nelson's computer ← it seems that the persuasion is not so strong.

Gu Qing's eyes circled around the refrigerator, and after learning from the pain, he closed the refrigerator door.

The secretary who was sending and receiving emails in MI5 received a text message signed by PH: [Do you remember the soft power weapon I mentioned 26 days and eight hours ago?Do you want more? ——PH]

Anthea replied without thinking: [Of course! ——A] Anthea privately felt that her boss was still very interested in the idea of ​​brainwashing people all over the world into goldfish proposed by her younger brother. Of course, after such an idea came up, the secretary told herself very calmly That was her own delusion.

[I'm craving a Victoria Sponge Cake, be sure to add it to McCoff's afternoon tea order. ——PH]

[You want to come over to have afternoon tea with Boss? Boss will be very happy, and I want you to know that I would love to make your dental appointment. ——A] Anthea is very familiar with this matter.

[Please allow me to praise you from the bottom of my heart, how much do you know about a mysterious organization located on Savile Row? ——PH]

After ignoring the logical connection in this text message, Miss Secretary wanted to pretend to be stupid. She looked towards McCoff's office, and while calculating how long the Chancellor could last, she slowed down and replied: [I Can I ask, how did you know?You know, if it comes to the parts that are difficult to say, what you said will make it easier for me to do the aftermath. ——A] In view of the youngest Sherlock Holmes' talent in being a hacker, the secretary thinks it is necessary for her to ask.

[I don't understand what you're talking about, but I've always been a good citizen who abides by the law.And to answer your question, I once went to a tailor in Savile Row to order a suit, and I knew it by chance. ——PH]

Anthea rolled her eyes in her heart, of course not only for her boss' younger brother who swore that he was a law-abiding citizen, but also for the "a mysterious organization" he marked in the last text message. What a "coincidence" that the copy was triggered in an accidental event of going to Savile Row to customize a suit. [so? ——A]

[I've already told you the purpose, it's in the third text message. ——PH]

Anthea: "..." What he said was so reasonable that I was speechless.

Miss Secretary naturally doesn't believe that Gu Qing just wants to know the details about "a mysterious organization", but it seems that she can't ask anything, so let this matter be handled by her omnipotent boss .Just as the secretary finished thinking about it, a new text message came to her phone: [It’s okay to tell you, I’m very interested in the profession of tailoring.Of course it’s just to say, am I still in school now? ——PH]

Anthea: "..." She stared at the text message, not sure what kind of storm would be set off in the entire British Empire after her boss saw it.Is it too late for her to refuse to be a microphone?Even the youngest Mr. Holmes can't save her from being tired.

After the secretary saw off the chancellor who left tremblingly, she was under great pressure and dutifully used the microphone. Unexpectedly, after listening to it, her boss put her hands in a tower shape and said with a smile: "The children of the Holmes family are working hard. You have always had absolute autonomy in your choices.”

Anthea thought about it, and her boss really couldn't refute her words.The most convincing proof is Sherlock Holmes, who graduated with honors in Chemistry from Cambridge University and has created his own new profession "Consulting Detective". Now he is fighting with Scotland Yard ← This comment is very #站It’s just the suspicion of talking without backache#.

The very enlightened head of the family, Mycroft, said again: "If I remember correctly, the selection of knights in this mysterious organization will only happen after the current knight sacrificed for the organization? I have to say, this is really very humane. "

Anthea lowered her head silently, praying sincerely for this mysterious organization—of course, it has a name, the Royal Gentleman (King'sman), not only that, this civil organization (that's what her boss called it) All members, as well as strongholds, have very detailed records in MI5, and there have been several unofficial cooperations with MI5 - the agents named after the Knights of the Round Table stood firm and continued to serve the British Empire Glow and heat.

But when Anthea walked out of McCoff's office, she suddenly remembered her boss's brother-in-law attribute.Assuming that the youngest Mr. Holmes insists on going to the Royal Gentleman Tailor to be a tailor, the possibility that his boss will eventually compromise.Assuming that the boss finally compromises, the possibility that the elite agents of MI5 will receive orders to assassinate the agents of the Royal Gentleman.Thinking about it this way, Miss Secretary decided to take back her previous prayer and let this matter take its course.

God bless the queen, God bless Great Britain.