The big winner in life [Comprehensive]

John Watson's "WTH" journey is not over yet. After being scolded by Scotland Yard at the crime scene, he was confused and angry and hurriedly followed the striding Sherlock on crutches, " Where are we going?"

Sherlock straightened the collar of his coat and said casually: "Lestrade introduced me to a case." Mercy introduced him to a fee-paying consulting case, boring. "Let's go to Aiboer Investment Company."

Watson looked down at the jacket and sweater he was wearing. "Well, I think I'd better—"

"I hate bankers. They put all their eggs in the mall and bring the global economy to the brink of collapse, and they think that wearing a suit can make them appear noble to conceal their nature of liars." Sherlock said indifferently, Watson immediately felt It doesn't matter, "I'll go with you."

The chief operating officer of Arbor Investments, Daniel Talbert, disappeared yesterday, and because Scotland Yard was not able to intervene in less than two days, Lestrade introduced Xia to their chief investment officer, Peter Evans. Locke.

"We hope to hire you and your..." Peter Evans glanced at Watson, paused for a hypocritical smirk, and Sherlock said quickly, "Assistant."

"Okay, your assistant."

Watson felt that he, too, was beginning to dislike bankers.

Sherlock stood up and said, "Lucky for you, I have a slot in my schedule and my usual private consultant fee multiplied by... twelve, what do you think?" He said "twelve" delicately. He paused for a while, but since he spoke very fast, others couldn't hear the difference in this subtle pause. The members of the board began to whisper, and Sherlock used his bright, The lightest pupil among the three brothers looked around, and offered a smile that was deliberately enlarged to make the fine lines on his eyes appear, and it was still a fleeting one: "If you consider whether I am worth this value, and I don’t mind demonstrating it.”

He took his hand out of his coat pocket condescendingly, and pointed to a pair of men and women next to him: "For example, I'm sure they have an affair; besides, he just washed the nail polish off his hands with solvent." It's a fun little hobby."

The embarrassment of the person who was named was enough to show that Sherlock was right, and then the chief investment officer asked the secretary to take Sherlock to the office of the missing chief operating officer, allowing him to investigate freely.

Sherlock glanced around the huge office, and said in such a pity but actually somewhat smug tone: "Boring, I thought I would ask for twenty times."

Watson asked curiously, "How much is your usual fee?"

"I usually don't charge money, so remember to remind me to make one up before you leave. Huh, liposuction, wrinkle removal, facial plastic surgery, I mean the chief operating officer." Sheng made a difficult facial expression in which the right corner of the mouth was raised high, and the right eye blinked at the same time.Then, regardless of Watson's reaction, he strode over to Daniel Talbert's bookshelf.

Watson, who reacted, laughed out loud, and when he realized that he was still in his territory, he coughed in a disguised way. He felt that he would really have an incredible roommate.Watson looked left and right aimlessly, and he didn't think it was even three minutes before he saw Sherlock walking out, his coat flapping behind him.

Watson asked puzzledly, "What happened?"

Sherlock raised his mouth and said, "It's almost done. You can't expect a pretentious person to have much substantive content to deduce. Now let's go find the missing Mr. Talbert."

Watson touched his nose and followed, and then he followed Sherlock to find a high-end apartment. Downstairs, Sherlock rang the doorbell, and the administrator's voice came out: "Management room."

Watson watched Sherlock show an exaggerated smile, and said in a non-aggressive voice: "This is Officer Sigson from Scotland Yard. We have a permit to check 501."

Watson's eyes widened: "We don't have a license."

Sherlock quickly withdrew his smile: "They won't ask you for it."

Sure enough, they successfully entered 501 and found the body of Daniel Tarbert...

Sherlock's blue eyes brightened, and he quickly jumped over to inspect the corpse sitting on the sofa. Not only that, he turned around in the spacious and bright room after inspecting the corpse, and all his movements Flowing like clouds and flowing water, the wool-like curly hair was bouncing, making him look much younger than his actual age.Of course, this was not the time to lament this, and his behavior turned Watson's sentence "There is a bloody corpse!" into a grunt squeezed out of his throat.

"Wait, should we call the police first?" As a good and law-abiding citizen, Watson's subconscious thought was this, which is normal, Sherlock didn't speak, or didn't hear Watson's words at all— ——He is very good at this, not to say that he is targeting anyone in particular, even Mommy's words are often blocked by him——Watson assumed that he agreed, and called the police.

Then, he and Lestrade met again.

At this time, Anderson usually rushes forward with his body and mind, telling Sherlock not to destroy the crime scene, but now he (or their group) is more interested in Watson.As a little gossip, Anderson is undoubtedly very good, because he came up and sent a powerful straight ball: "How is Sherlock Holmes' technique? I mean in bed? Which of you is on and which is off?"

Watson: "..."

Anderson said to himself: "Oh, maybe you haven't slept yet? You know, freaks are older virgins!"

Lestrade coughed and shouted in warning: "Anderson!"

Anderson turned back, and said to Watson enthusiastically before going over, "Maybe we can go to the bar for a drink or something, Watson, right?" After speaking, he put on his gloves and went to the autopsy.

Watson: "..." WTF!What's wrong with this police officer (Watson later learned that Anderson's real job is a forensic doctor, and occasionally also works part-time as Lestrade's drug detection dog)? !Wait, Sherlock is still a virgin?Does he look 25 or [-] years old?For a former military doctor nicknamed "Sleeping on Three Continents," that's a...surprise.

During the investigation by Lestrade's team, Sherlock was pushed aside, Watson leaned on his cane and his eyes drifted, but he was not really rude enough to ask a question such as "Are you a virgin?"Fortunately, when Watson couldn't help but say something, Lestrade and Anderson discussed: "This should be a drug overdose—"

"Wrong! This is just one of the explanations, supporting part of the evidence. You have a satisfactory conclusion, but you choose to ignore everything that doesn't match it." Sherlock curled his lips, as if he was no longer surprised that Scotland Yard would do this .

Lestrade's unexpectedly good temper today is not to say that he usually has a bad temper. You must know that after being tortured by Sherlock for more than four years, he can still keep his fists and Sherlock's pale face Contact with a negative distance can show that his good temper can't be better.It's that he has never been very angry with Sherlock, but today it is rare to say nicely: "For example?"

"Look at his arm, there is no trace left when looking for blood vessels; look around, does this look like a place where drug addicts live? It is very tidy here, even the food in the refrigerator is in order. Heroin addicts crave Feeling high and wanting to numb yourself with drugs, which explains why they can always be found in dirty apartments or narrow alleys after they use drugs; and there is this salad box with a small amount of Heroin." Sherlock said at a surprising speed, "What does this mean? It means that he was first stunned with heroin in the salad, and then dragged to a chair before giving him a fatal blow. Explaining why there was no sign of a fight at the scene is the only conclusion supported by all the evidence."

Lestrade asked: "You mean someone murdered him?"

"Wait for the test report of Salad, there is a small amount of heroin in it, I assure you." Sherlock took off the rubber gloves while speaking, put on his own scarf, put on his coat and went out without saying a word.

Lestrade pursed his lips, and Anderson said in a strange voice, "I think he must be dissatisfied with his desires!"

The straight man Watson couldn't take it anymore, he cursed in a low voice: "For God's sake, we just met yesterday and we just rented a house together. I'm not gay!"

Anderson opened his mouth wide in an instant: "We met yesterday and we are living together today? Does that mean your children will be able to go to elementary school tomorrow?"

Watson: "... Sherlock, can you explain?" No one answered him, and when he turned his head and found that Sherlock was gone, he felt even more tired.

Watson, who left the apartment on crutches, walked on the road in a daze, thinking about the day that fucker saw three corpses in a row and was misunderstood as gay, and planned to go back to his rented house to pack his luggage. But he didn't expect that there were more fucking things waiting for him.

The little black car has arrived, and the big devil is ready to kill and bury the corpse. Bah, the spacious and undisturbed abandoned underground parking lot and chairs are here, Dr. Watson.

When the unique consulting detective was busy solving the case and the British government was busy with the "underground conspiracy", the youngest of the Holmes family was not idle.

Palermo, Italy

"Merlin, now I really suspect that you have true love for Bond. Think about it, how high is the chance that you will run into 007 again in the mission you gave me?" Gu Qing sighed sincerely, and Merlin snorted coldly. He waited for a while but did not hear Gu Qing speak again, he opened his mouth and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm calculating the odds and speaking with the facts."

Merlin: "..." He took a deep breath. To be honest, he made a big wish when Gu Qing collided with 007 last time, that is, in Bolivia, saying that if he was Gu Qing's support officer again, he would kill hand.Apparently, this grand wish is just to be made casually, and it cannot be counted. After all, if it is really counted, Merlin can't even chop off his feet.

Gu Qing looked at Bond who was skillfully flirting with beautiful women on the deck, half-closed his eyes, oh, Bond's senses are still very keen, as a goldfish.When Bond felt his eyes looking over, Gu Qing didn't dodge in any way, and smiled politely at the other party. Since he is not his original appearance now, and he doesn't think Bond can recognize him, let alone What's more, his gaze just now was not very aggressive.Obviously, Bond just regarded him as an ordinary guest, and his attention turned back to the beautiful woman, which was obviously his goal.

Gu Qing moved her rosy lips and said to Merlin at the other end of the communicator: "How likely do you think the Royal Gentleman and MI6 are to "associate"? Well, this time it's just a rhetorical statement, and I don't intend to calculate it. I just want to say, Duplicating tasks is really a waste of resources.”

Merlin: "...you can stand still and pick up leaks behind 007's ass, saving time and effort, it's worth your choice."

Gu Qing's eyebrows moved: "I can hear that you are being sarcastic."

Merlin let out a "hehe": "I'm so glad you heard it, so concentrate on your task, Gareth!" After finishing speaking, he hung up the communication neatly.

Gu Qing stretched his body slightly, enjoying the sunshine which was completely different from London, and suddenly felt that Merlin's ironic suggestion was worth considering.He can watch Bond do tasks from the side, and see what other bright spots the other party has besides his perky buttocks and decent sense of humor ← these two points are hard for Gu Qing to admit, after all, he has already said it before, It's just that the timing is before he finds out that Bond has a crush on his good friend Benjamin.

As for now, huh, huh.

Now that the task is mentioned, let's talk about his goal this time.The Royal Gentlemen's branch in Italy has received information that an arms manufacturer has been robbed and a truckload of high-tech, lightweight, shoulder-fired rockets have been stolen. These rockets are experimental weapons with nine times the range of conventional rockets and laser guidance technology. , once the target is locked, it is almost impossible to get rid of.

And the man behind the scenes is a man named Christopher. No one has ever taken a picture of him, or found out his true identity. It is known that he sold weapons for genocide to Rwanda and Somalia.

Gu Qing's task is to find the stolen rockets, then hack into each rocket's navigation system, implant location tracking software, so as to find out Christopher's buyer, so now he appears on this luxury cruise ship that was confirmed to be Christopher's rocket delivery .

Gu Qing took a leisurely walk on the top deck, the blueprint of this luxury cruise ship was in his mind, and the information of one hundred guests was listed without any difference, and cross-comparison would be made when scanning each guest, Take further interpretations in an instant and label them.

It'd be a nice way to relax your nerves during the mission, wouldn't it?

Until someone walked from behind him with light steps, naturally took his arm, and called out affectionately: "MyDear?" The expression of the person he held was just not the same intimacy as he showed, which is not very good. "Shouldn't you be pleasantly surprised to see your girlfriend whom you haven't seen for a long time?"

Gu Qing turned around and let himself face the person who claimed to be his "girl" friend. The other person's hand was still firmly in his arms, and he even snuggled up to him who was making progress in his movements. over here.From a distance, they look like a very sweet couple.In particular, it is ordinary, male!female!lovers.

Gu Qing's eyes flicked over the other party's long black curly hair, black coat, and the wine red floor-length skirt worn inside, and finally returned to the other party's face, looking into those big black eyes that shone slyly.Gu Qing commented: "It suits you very well."

Moriarty tried his best not to make such a short comment depress him, and he said coquettishly and with grievances: "That's it? I dressed up like this specially for you, Darling." As if It's a girlfriend who dislikes her boyfriend's mouth is not sweet enough, not interesting enough, it seems that he is really addicted to acting.

"I'm afraid so, baby." In order to echo Moriarty's words, Gu Qing added a suffix, and Moriarty's long eyelashes trembled -- oh, those were his own eyelashes, but he He didn't wear false eyelashes——he looked at Gu Qing obsessively, the charming wet eyes were shone in by the sun, and there was an effect of crying, "I haven't seen you for more than four years, and you are still so ruthless."

Gu Qing will not admit this: "I didn't attack you when you came close, I didn't mention that you were wearing five centimeter high heels, I even called "baby" to you now, you really can't ask More."

"Don't be angry, sweetheart." Moriarty moved closer to Gu Qing, almost clinging to him, his originally low voice became softer now, "I thought you had a new love and forgot about me What about this old love?"

Gu Qing was touched by his resentful words, but only for a moment, and then he knew clearly that the so-called "new love" in Moriarty's words referred to Benjamin.He lowered his eyes, and carelessly stretched out his hands to brush Moriarty's long curly hair, "If you insist on such a comparison, I can tell you responsibly, you are making a wrong comparison just from the timeline. I got to know Jim before I went to college, and you came after Jim disappeared."

"You don't have to stress that Jim and I aren't the same person, baby." Moriarty wasn't yelling like he'd lost control over it, but he wasn't as calm as he said he was.He looked at Gu Qing's indifferent eyes, giggled complacently, and said in Gu Qing's ear with a sympathetic gesture: "It seems that I really broke your heart at that time, didn't you?" But don't worry, I won't do anything to your little pet. I always remember that this is a game between the two of us. As for this time, it's just a drill, or you prefer to think of it as a game between us Interest, dear?"

After Moriarty finished speaking, he pulled some distance away, resumed his role as "girlfriend", and wanted to drag Gu Qing to play on the next deck.There they passed by the lonely Bond, Moriarty's eyes were full of interest, "It seems that this journey is more exciting than I imagined, but our Mr. Agent looks a little strange, you Do you know why, dear?"

Gu Qing was noncommittal to Moriarty's hint that he knew nothing about Bond on this boat, but answered his question: "Maybe it's because I gave him a sneak peek before."

Moriarty: "...you always know how to upset me, don't you?" He frowned, making a hurt expression.

"You have to admit that he is aesthetically pleasing, ah, I forgot to ask what your name is now?" Gu Qing said pointedly, Moriarty is playing a woman now, he needs a Feminine name.

However, Gu Qing's little mischievous taste obviously didn't work for Moriarty—he is now a veritable "drama queen"—and he showed a sweet smile: "I like it when you call me baby."

Gu Qing tilted his head to look at him: "I thought your favorite name was Daddy."

Moriarty blew a kiss back without any psychological barriers, and there was some ambiguity in his eyes: "Oh, Honey, you should call me Mommy now."

Gu Qing: "...you won." Perhaps when Moriarty appeared in front of him dressed as a woman, he should have realized that he would have such a moment.

These words obviously made Moriarty extremely proud, seeing his whole body beaming up, and then... a man gave him eyeballs.

"This is a good thing, it is a kind of affirmation of your current dress." Gu Qing expressed his opinion on this matter, and Moriarty said angrily: "You are really not a qualified boyfriend!" Now I'm still interested in playing the game of playing boyfriend and girlfriend.

Gu Qing said indifferently about this: "I thought your setting was that the infatuated girl tried her best to win back her boyfriend who had changed her mind, why is your current setting changed back to a boyfriend and girlfriend who are in love? Is it? Then you should have told me in advance. "

"It seems that you don't hate this little game," Moriarty said softly, obviously enjoying it, "Then let's make this little game more exciting. Well, let's see who finds out this little game first." How about a bad guy on a cruise ship?"