The big winner in life [Comprehensive]

There was a strange light in Moriarty's big eyes, his gaze was greedily grabbing every part of Gu Qing's face, and he said like a raving: "My little boy, do you know? You are always It's beyond my expectation, come and tell me how you know the identity of another villain." He didn't mind at all using Gu Qing's address for him, it was the first time someone called him that, it felt very novel.

Gu Qing tilted his head to look at him: "So you guys know each other? Don't put on that kind of wronged face, I just come and go."

Moriarty curled his lips: "To some extent, we know each other. It's your turn."

Gu Qing didn't answer him immediately, he leaned back on the back of the chair a little lazily - at this time, there was no Mycroft reminding him to pay attention to etiquette, in fact, Sherlock was usually reminded - the eyebrows moved : "So we are now playing the "ask me and answer" game we played the first time. As far as I remember, we didn't play it well that time. But let's make do now."

Last time, they only played a regular round, and then they deviated.

Moriarty laughed. "As you wish, Patrick."

Gu Qing nodded, accepting this answer that can not only answer the unsatisfactory game last time, but also tease him about making do with this game this time. After all, Moriarty was the host last time and he was the guest, and this time It is the other way around.Now it's his turn to answer the question Moriarty raised earlier: "I have to admit that he is a computer expert. Seeing that just a network intrusion has caused the current panic, it sounds a little unbelievable, doesn't it? But Because of this, his code will be more iconic, and it happens that I have tracked him before, in an additional task of a task."

Moriarty didn't particularly care about how Gu Qing knew. It can probably be explained by #同行是恩家#. Instead, he repeated Gu Qing's words meaningfully: "Additional tasks? Oh, sweetheart, are you still here?" Is it fun to be your "angel of mercy"?"

"Is this a problem?" Gu Qing asked.

"Whatever you think, as I said, it's up to you." Moriarty said with a playful tone, opening his wet, innocent-looking big eyes.

Gu Qing let out a "huh", he really thought about this question seriously.The "angel of mercy" that Moriarty mentioned, let's call it that, corresponds to what he has done before, that is, he put himself above the law, punishing those who should have atoned for the sins he committed but failed to do so. People who have escaped the punishment of the law.Gu Qing is really familiar with this kind of thing, in the past several lives, he has done it from start to finish, but in this life, it seems that he is still a child for the first time to do this kind of thing ——Who made him have a fetus this time?——That's quite shocking to say the least.

Let him recall what his two brothers were doing at the time. Mycroft was in Oxford, and Sherlock's detective career had already sprouted. He was often away from home at that time, running out all day.And Gu Qing didn't want to do anything when he was still a child, but who made him still have the label of #幸福E#, if he didn't do anything, "disaster" would have fallen from the sky...

Moriarty's voice pulled him from the palace of thought to reality: "Sweetheart, do you need Daddy to teach you to be a good master?"

Gu Qing said quickly with a blank face: "No need." Thanks to his mind palace, he will basically not forget anything, of course, including the first time he and Moriarty were in the decayed building in the underground world. What did Moriarty do when they met at the house.

"Since you let me decide, I can tell you that I made a gadget that can measure luck."

Moriarty froze for a moment, then giggled: "You always have amazing ideas, baby. Well, I accept this answer."

Gu Qing said "thank you" very politely, of course for the first half of Moriarty's sentence.He squinted his eyes and looked at Moriarty, "Now it's my turn, may I know how you found out?"

Moriarty exaggerated the "you finally asked" look, "Oh Honey, I thought you'd never ask me that question. Let me see, I'm still the only one who knows The insider of your fascinating little secret, eh? The little secret your two equally brilliant older brothers don't know. Well, I've decided to keep the answer to that question."

Gu Qing: "..."

Moriarty saw that Gu Qing was left speechless by him, and immediately became overjoyed.

Gu Qing didn't roll his eyes at this this time. He often choked others, so he was prepared to be choked by others one day. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought there was no such rule in this little game. .”

Moriarty blinked and said with a sly look in his eyes, "I hate conformity."

"Since you said so, then I will answer your question, yes, only you know now."

Moriarty was taken aback: "I didn't ask you a question... Oh, you took my self-reflexive question as a question, you are such a boy who draws inferences from one fact." He shook his head while talking, sighing and looking at Looking at Gu Qing.

Gu Qing accepted Moriarty's compliment with a smile. At this moment, the food they ordered was served, and the waiter came over respectfully and then retreated respectfully.Gu Qing unfolded the napkin, "According to the rules, it's my turn to ask you questions, but since you want to jump out of the rules, let's save the progress of this little game first."

Moriarty turned his head to look at him: "Little honey, are you inviting me to the next date?"

Gu Qing said casually: "I don't know."

Moriarty licked his canine teeth, turned his eyes away from Gu Qing, and said in the same Moriarty tone: "Honey, how can I answer your words? Can I say that the weather is good today? "

Today's weather is very clear, the sun is pouring in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Gu Qing suddenly remembered that in Cambridge, when Jim was the librarian Jim, they used to sit on a bench in a nearby park after having a very ordinary lunch Sitting, the sunlight that day was just like today’s, and it was very comfortable to shine on people... Gu Qing came back to reality, he thought for a while and said to Moriarty: "London welcomes you back."

Moriarty took a deep look at Gu Qing, "It will."

The topic came to an end for a while, until the dessert was served after the meal, Moriarty looked at Gu Qing who was eating dessert comfortably and said, "If it wasn't for the little game we played before the meal, I would have thought that you invited me here For your appetite."

"How do you know that I didn't take that little game as an appetizer? And why do you think I invited you here?" Gu Qing said noncommittally.

Moriarty raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it to avoid your big brother who treats you like a baby?"

Gu Qing said seriously: "Oh, it's much more serious than what you describe. I was not in good health at that time, and it was Mommy and Daddy who were taking care of me."

Because of the mutated T virus, his physical strength could not keep up with the requirements of the mutated T virus at that time, and his physical appearance was weak, as if he would die at any time.At that time, Mommy and Daddy were all focused on him, and the already 12-year-old Mycroft already had the mental age of 40 ← This was the definition Sherlock made later, when he was still raising bears like a son Sherlock, who is powerful Max, obviously does not dare to invest a lot of emotion in the face of the younger brother who will die at any time.Of course, after Gu Qing miraculously recovered, this situation has improved considerably.

Moriarty: "...just a metaphor, dear."

Gu Qing just finished eating a piece of mousse, looked up at Moriarty, and smiled harmlessly: "I know, I just remind you that the metaphor is not quite appropriate, but it doesn't matter, I understand what you mean. Part of the reason you mentioned, but as far as the current situation in London is concerned, this influencing factor has been weakened and can be ignored.” The MI6 headquarters encountered a terrorist attack, and the attacker cracked the hard drive that stored the list of undercover agents. The first five names were announced.

MI6 and M have been involved and investigated by the British intelligence committee. It is true that McCoff usually leads MI5, but he is the top director of all intelligence agencies in the UK.When something like this happened, he must have intervened—oh, of course he had already intervened. Isn't there an extra officer in MI6 who is in charge of MI6's internal investigation? ——Maybe it will trigger a reshuffle of power levels, who knows.

Before Moriarty said anything, Gu Qing said on his own: "Well, you can take my words as another temptation."

Moriarty: "..." It's not like he couldn't see if this sentence was a joke, so he casually pushed his dessert towards Gu Qing, and said half-truthfully, "If you say It's too direct, wouldn't it be a lot less fun to guess the riddles. Subtlety is beautiful, my dear."

Gu Qing replied: "If this is the case, then I will have nothing to say next." When Moriarty wanted to say something, Gu Qing reminded him: "From now on, you have to speak with restraint. If it is beautiful, I want to learn and learn from it.”

Moriarty: "..." The incomparable criminal genius at this moment, consulting criminals, the Napoleon of the criminal world, Jim Moriarty will never admit that he would miss this kind of choking speechlessness before. The words come from the feeling.

……

John Watson, a former military doctor, is now a general doctor in a clinic and a resident of Sherlock Holmes' assistant/doctor/nanny/errand boy at 221B Baker Street. Arriving at 221B Baker Street, I saw his co-tenant, the only consulting detective in the world, Sherlock Holmes, wrapped in his blue silk pajamas, lying on the couch in a leisurely manner, almost squeezed into a crowd. The sour bubbles in the heart of the ex-military doctor who can canned Teddy are almost converging into a small river.

Sherlock opened his eyes, still lazy at first, but quickly turned into an X-ray of scrutiny, and just as Watson was about to open his mouth, he said: "What nonsense happened to you on the subway? A woman accosted you , no, even if there is, it won't make you forget to stop at the supermarket on the way to Baker Street when you get off the tube-"

"I think I met 007!" Watson excitedly interrupted Sherlock's long guns and short guns, bah, it's a long story, he almost screamed and stomped like a fan girl who finally met his idol.

Sherlock lazily closed his eyes, turned around and curled himself up on the couch with his head inward, and at the same time threw a sonorous word to his fan Watson: "boring."

Although she lived with Sherlock, no, shared the rent for only a period of time-of course, for those who know Sherlock, every minute and every second of being with Sherlock can become like a year-but Watson is used to Xia Locke. Locke's horror, if one day Sherlock agrees with him like a goldfish (the word goldfish was learned by Watson and Anderson), it will really be hell.So Watson is very used to talking to himself: "He seems to be chasing a policeman, oh, I think it's a man dressed as a policeman. I can tell that the police uniform doesn't fit very well! Well, Sherlock, do you think this has something to do with the previous major terrorist attack on British intelligence?"

Sherlock shook his pajamas, but he didn't say "boring".

Watson held back a smile, sat down and continued with a sigh of relief: "I hope so, I don't want to experience another terrorist attack on London. Well, although the last time was an attempt, it's not bad if it involves nuclear missiles." Scary." I don't know if it was because of seeing 007, but Watson's thoughts quickly diverged to related aspects, "I don't know if the agents are all very good, like that time after I was shocked by your brother The appearance of the addition. Looking back now, I think it is very cool. By the way, he didn’t continue to study? Anderson signed up, but I don’t know what happened next? I’ll ask when I see him.”

"Speaking of which, Mycroft hasn't been to Baker Street for a while..." Watson thought of the youngest Sherlock Holmes whom he had only met once to another Sherlock Holmes he was more familiar with. What he said was not that Gu Qing left Watson alone. Not impressed.On the contrary, although he only met once, it left an indelible impression on Watson, so that even now Watson still thinks about Gu Qing's career.

Gu Qing told Watson at the time that he was a tailor, a tailor who also knew deductive methods, was proficient in medical and biological knowledge, and could forge documents. Asked Sherlock: "Is your brother really just a tailor?" Sherlock looked at him with the eyes of "what do you know about a goldfish", and answered him boredly: "Of course." Watson replied A "WTF" face.

But since then, Watson has never seen the youngest Sherlock Holmes again. Instead, it was Mycroft. Even if he didn't come to Baker Street in person, his text messages and the little black car were full of presence.Now that it's gone for a while, Watson is really not used to it.

In this regard, the former military doctor specifically stated that he is not shaking M!

"Black coffee, two pieces of sugar, thank you."

"I'm not shaking M, Sherlock!" Watson, who said the slippery mouth, was embarrassed, and went into the kitchen to make coffee in a little embarrassment. Not surprisingly, the refrigerator door was opened and was "bang" again. The sound of closing.

In the living room, Sherlock turned over silently like a nimble big cat, and took out the mobile phone that he had thrown aside beforehand ← developed and presented by the youngest Sherlock Holmes, his bony fingers quickly and quickly moved on the screen. Sliding silently.Soon the route of the subway that Watson was sitting on was displayed on the screen, and his eyes that often seemed to be inorganic were infused with a vivid brilliance, and then... the moment he heard the footsteps, he Putting on his pajamas, he returned to his original dead face with his head turned inward.

"Seriously, Sherlock, why did your brother become a tailor? I mean, I don't think tailoring is bad, but Jesus, that's a Sherlock Holmes!" Watson asked, poking his head out of the kitchen.

Sherlock replied casually: "I haven't gotten to know him that well, John."

Watson: "..." That's your younger brother, and he's talking like a passer-by!No, maybe pulling a passerby from the road now, Sherlock can use his deductive method to understand himself better than the passerby's mother.But Watson remembered that the relationship between him and his sister was just like that, and then thought of the confrontation between Sherlock and Mycroft, he didn't ask any more questions, and turned back to the kitchen—for God's sake, if it still It can be called a kitchen.

Sherlock arched his back, finished swiping his phone, and threw the phone between him and the sofa. A three-dimensional map of all the subway lines in London and the buildings on the ground appeared in his mind, and every exit of the subway station was clearly marked.

By the time the hard-working Watson got out the coffee, Sherlock had changed back to how he was when he just came back, lying straight on the sofa with his hands towering like a thinker.Watson put the coffee on the coffee table and said angrily, "Your coffee, sir!"

Sherlock stood dead.

Watson took a deep breath and let it out again. Finally, he decided not to make things difficult for himself. Soon the hard-working Dr. Watson finished the solution by himself. He turned on the computer with his coffee and prepared to browse the news online.He really wants to post the incident of meeting 007 at close range today on his blog, but he doesn't know the consequences of doing so, will there be an agent with a Ministry of Magic certificate tomorrow, bah, the National Security Agency will come to the door ?

——Actually, the head of MI5 (National Security Agency) has visited your house a long time ago, Watson.And on this Baker Street, do you know how many agents of the National Security Agency are hidden?That is the highest monitoring level from the British government!I can only say #无知是福#, Dr. Watson, #做行占敏#.

"God! Something happened to Sherlock, the subway collapsed, and a subway derailed and fell down! Wait, it seems that there is no one on the subway, what is going on? Sherlock, do you know?" Watson of the news shouted at Sherlock without looking back, and he heard Sherlock sneer, as if he muttered "Fatty", and then fell silent.Watson wondered what this had to do with McCoff. The former military doctor who cared about national security simply stopped drinking coffee and devoted himself to current affairs and news.

The speed of message transmission on the Internet is not so fast, and Watson is naturally not the only one who sees it. In a small two-story building in a quiet and peaceful community on the other side of London, Moriarty, who does not regard himself as a guest at all, walks towards the house. The owner shook the tablet in his hand, "It's really interesting news, don't you think so, Patrick? What kind of official response do you think the public will get afterward?"

Gu Qing leaned against the wall with his arms crossed: "Compared with this, I want to know why you came to my house?" After they had dinner in the restaurant earlier, they naturally parted ways.

Gu Qing originally thought that Moriarty would go back to his underground world and resume his old business in London, but he didn't expect that Moriarty would come to his door the next day and find the residence assigned to him by the royal gentleman.He has basically never lived in this residence. When he is not on missions, he will mostly stay in the base of the Royal Gentleman, where he has his research and development room and a restaurant that is available 24 hours a day. The chefs have all passed strict examinations. .

——How to say it is a strict assessment, it can only be said that before passing the assessment of the royal gentleman, he also passed the eyes of the secretary lady ← the powerful younger brother is so capricious, #国民好哥哥#.

Moriarty blinked his big eyes at Gu Qing indifferently, "That's because I know your address, so I came to visit you~ Are you surprised?"

Gu Qing shook his head decisively: "No."

Moriarty puffed up his face: "Don't be like this, my dear." It's not too uncommon for him to do such a childish action, but he quickly changed his expression, staring at the creature that suddenly wandered in, as if The next moment I'm going to jump on the sofa and scream, "What is this!"

Gu Qing looked down at his cute and lively Jimmy, and showed a bright smile with canine teeth at the round-eyed Moriarty: "My dog, Jimmy. Well, I have Jimmy now, so if you are in my house Hold on, I can let the dog bite you."

When Jimmy heard his master calling it, he obediently and softly barked twice, and it seemed that he didn't like Moriarty, and when he was directed at him, his soft barking turned into a wild barking.Although for a small and exquisite Chihuahua, even barking is not much deterrent, but the deterrent power is not enough for the aura, let alone its handsome master standing behind it.

Moriarty: "..."