sherlock holmes brother

Looking for information about "Maserati", it is strange to say that their initial target was Paris, but when Mycroft sent a more detailed list one day, they found that Paris had the least information of.

As for how Mycroft got the list, Sherlock didn't care, of course, if he didn't know that it was Moriarty who provided the list.

"Tea, two pieces of candy." The standard command, with no beginning or end, Sherlock didn't even look up from the computer, as if he had caught some mysterious signal in the air the moment Watson entered the living room, especially It's all about Watson. He seems to have opened a separate radar to receive it.

Watson has long been used to this kind of behavior that doesn't include "thank you". He made the tea very naturally, and then put it in front of Sherlock, complaining habitually, "You should eat something, Look at your weight, oh..." He couldn't continue, as if he had just noticed that his cohabitant was only wearing the blue silk pajamas with nothing inside.The straps of the pajamas were loosely tied together, and the detective's muscular lines were not exaggerated, but he was definitely not thin. "For God's sake, isn't it almost November?" Watson said. The voice was full of inexplicable anger, and I don't know if it was because Sherlock really wore too little clothes, or because he saw the other's naked|exposed skin and his heart beat faster.

Sherlock took a sip of tea expressionlessly, and then glanced at Watson, "London is not very cold today, and it is a rare sunny day." He squinted his eyes, as if he had noticed something, "Your There are some changes in the pupils, and the breathing is just a little faster." His eyes moved down, "Oh..."

"Shut up, Sherlock!" Watson couldn't help yelling, no matter what the other party was going to say, he didn't want him to continue, especially where Sherlock's eyes stayed, to be honest, he hadn't noticed before today To Sherlock's full physical attraction to him, which Sarah really couldn't give him.He should have known it from the beginning, right?If Sherlock hadn't declared that he was married to Job, then he...

"It's time for you to go to Sarah to relieve stress." Sherlock complied with the other party's request and "tactfully" a little bit, "Of course not her sofa, unless you have any special preference for places other than the bed." Try to suppress it Unhappy with himself from deducing that scene, Sherlock forced himself to shift his thoughts to the case.

The mention of Sarah really made Watson a little embarrassed. After he missed the appointment that day, Sarah called him a few times and he finally answered it. He didn't explain the reason why he missed the appointment. After all, all the reasons were actually excuses. Watson just said I need some time to think about it.Sarah forgave him quickly for some reason, but the more the other party behaved, the more Watson felt guilty, which also strengthened his determination to talk to Sherlock first—if he really told Sarah If he promises something, then he must ensure that that promise is waterless, even if he can't be his favorite, but he will regard Sarah as his wife, the most important part of his future life.

As for Sherlock, he will still be his friend, and he will definitely be there when he needs it most.But Watson understands that any choice will inevitably lead to abandonment. When he becomes someone's husband or father, it is no longer possible for him to be Sherlock's Watson who "can be anything at any time". .

"Will you go home for Christmas?" Watson, who was thinking this way, didn't even notice the question that made him hesitate for several days, so he asked it naturally, and he didn't even react.

"Who did you see, Mycroft?" This question also caught Sherlock for a moment, but he quickly fixed his eyes on Watson's face, as if he could see the truth, "No, no, if you I really saw the Great Demon King; I saw it a long time ago; it was Wilton, his loyal follower; he was not at Baker Street, he asked you out, and you never mentioned it, it seems that it was a temporary decision. Those strange hobbies of Erton, um..." Sherlock raised his eyebrows, "As a qualified follower, it seems that his behavior pattern has many similarities with that of the Great Demon King, have you been 'kidnapped' again? "

Rolling his eyes, Watson will never know why Sherlock's two eyes seem to be able to see a person's past and future at the same time, "He is your brother, he just cares about you." After a simple balance, Watson Still haven't told the news that Wilton is in love and the other party is a man.

"That hypocrite? Huh." Sherlock made a disdainful nasal voice, "Don't think I don't know, he and his so-called housekeeper were not so honest when they were in America, professor? It's a big joke "Even if Wilton didn't say anything, whether Mycroft or Sherlock, they all knew something about Wilton through their different channels, just like Moriarty told Will at the beginning. As Dun said, people who don't really have real names in the underground world still have a poor understanding of certain information.

Watson remembered the name "Hades" mentioned by Charon. He didn't doubt Sherlock's judgment, but think about it, he decided to share an apartment with him on the first day he knew each other, and a few days later Just shot a man; and considering Wilton's humility, gentleness, and joy when he mentioned Christmas and his boyfriend, Watson really didn't feel qualified to compare an obvious pace of life. How to judge people who are more normal.

As if reading his thoughts from Watson's face, Sherlock didn't even bother to explain, just like Mycroft is essentially a controlling big devil. People like Wilton are only stupid Doctors would have believed he was perfectly normal, since "normal" was the last adjective that should have been applied to Wilton.

"Sherlock, will you go back?" Watson returned to his original question. This is where doctors are always different from others. Most people are easily taken away when facing Sherlock. , a few people will not forget their original intention.

"Facing two people from Mycroft's evil group at the same time? NO!" Sherlock raised his voice.

"Your mother..." Watson just started and made Sherlock silent. He was familiar with the detective and he could see that the detective struggled for a while, and finally something prevailed.

"Imagine a Christmas with Mycroft and Wilton together, a 'British Government' that would love to poke his nose into all corners of London, and a Christmas that would be utterly irresponsible no matter what Mycroft said. Wilton who agrees first, my answer is NO, absolutely impossible!" Sherlock waved the teacup in his hand.

"Perhaps they have something else to say. Christmas is always a family holiday, you know," said Watson awkwardly.

"What do you know?" Sherlock looked like a leopard staring at its prey.

"Wilton... um... fell in love, and he plans to bring someone home." The gender of the other party was intentionally blurred, and Watson didn't know why he didn't emphasize that it was a man that Wilton proposed to bring home.

"What did you say? Wilton? In love? Going home? He told you!" For the first time in a long time, Watson saw Sherlock startled, which was unusual, given most things Detectives can be directly deduced.But now it seems that Mycroft and Wilton seem to be exceptions.

"Will you go back?" Watson didn't want to say it, but if he promised, he would do it. The doctor has always been a person who keeps his promises.

"No, never!" Realizing that Watson was a lobbyist invited by the other party, Sherlock, who knew Wilton's nature, immediately judged that there were other problems.He also knew about his little brother's ability, if he was just asked to go back for Christmas, he didn't need to go through Watson.But Wilton just did this, and Sherlock understood that there was something else behind it, and even...Wilton probably used the kind doctor to make a deal with someone.

Watson was rarely unhappy, perhaps because of the detective's attitude towards family resistance, or perhaps because of his impetuousness, "That's your family, Sherlock, they are not your enemy!"

"I'd rather they be my enemies!" Sherlock pushed back without thinking. Although he regretted it after saying it, he didn't mean it that way. It's just that from the beginning to the present, Sherlock has never learned to express it correctly. He cares.

"Whatever you want!" Watson slammed the door and left. Sherlock rarely looked at the back of the other party by the window, and missed Watson being knocked unconscious and stuffed into a car not far away. fact.

A few hours later, Lestrade knocked on the door of 221B, and he brought in the news of another corpse, "Take your right hand, and then we will meet again. W"

"What's the difference?" Sherlock keenly discerned the information hidden by the detective.

"This victim is not a male | prostitute, he is the manager of the gallery." Lestrade's face was very ugly, "His heart was taken away, along with his left forearm."

Sherlock's eyes lit up.

At the same time, Miss Blackberry put an urgent report on Mycroft's desk, "Boss, there was a 10-minute error in our monitoring at 30:10, and Dr. Watson disappeared. "

☆、42·Our wedding

Half asleep and half awake, Watson felt as if something was shaking, followed by a vague sound, and then his eyelids were opened, and a figure came up, as if he had confirmed something, his arm hurt slightly, and was caught Something was injected and he finally lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, what he saw was the simple ceiling in the warehouse and a dangling incandescent lamp not far away.

"Hi~ Sherlock's Little Love|Man~ Are you finally awake?" A voice that is extremely deep in Watson's memory sounded, his eyes widened suddenly, and the adrenaline hormone was transmitted to him in a few seconds Every corner of the body, every corresponding muscle group was instructed, and Watson subconsciously wanted to sit up and assume a defensive posture.

But at the moment when he was about to move, the harsh sound of iron chains appeared, and his movements were completely restricted. Watson found that he had no way to move except turning his head back and forth—someone used his limbs roughly. Short iron chains were locked on an iron bed, don't ask him how he knew, although he couldn't see it, but the touch of rust on his fingers definitely told him a lot.

"Moriarty!" Watson jumped out letter by letter. What else can I say, this despicable man must have kidnapped him again. Last time it was a bomb. What is it this time?Human anatomy?

"Oh, no, my dear John," Moriarty's voice was still so sweet, "I thought you should know something about me through our previous contact, this place is really not my taste .”

lie!Watson was disdainful in his heart, but when he followed the source of the voice and turned to the left to see Moriarty, he found that the other party was really not lying. Unless Moriarty was crazy, he would never put himself in it. An exaggerated tutu and sitting in a red velvet armchair, not to mention surrounded by mountains of red roses.

"Believe it?" Moriarty barely opened the hem of the skirt with his left hand, and Watson noticed that in addition to his two arms being locked to the armrests of the armchair, there was also an obvious metal buckle on the ankle.

"What's this? Black and white?" Maybe it's because he has been with Sherlock for a long time, and Watson also has an inappropriate sense of humor.

"I prefer to call it 'A Confession of an Admirer'." Moriarty shook his head, he just has this kind of ability, no matter what he wears, he will always look very comfortable, even if... . It is obvious that someone is restricting his freedom.

"I wish you happiness." Blessed cleanly. Watson really didn't think he had anything to say to this person. He might as well think about how to escape if he had this time. It must be possible for the other party to capture him and Moriarty at the same time. purpose.

"You are not the first person to say that to me." Moriarty tapped the armrest rhythmically with his hand, "But thank you for your blessing, I am quite happy now."

"Then who is the first one?" Watson, who felt that the clue was near Moriarty, followed the other's words while observing with his eyes, and swear by his dead mother, he really didn't expect the other party to answer.

"The big Sherlock Holmes," Moriarty replied, "I feel very happy after hearing that. At least everyone's pursuit of happiness is the same."

"Mycroft?!" Watson couldn't help raising an octave, and his eyes returned to Moriarty. "He wishes you happiness?!" Well, he shouldn't doubt Mycroft. He had his own reasons, but as far as he knew about Mycroft's protection of Sherlock, the only reason the other party did this was because he believed that Moriarty was no threat to Sherlock.

Moriarty!To Sherlock, no threat?For the umpteenth time, Watson thought of the night by the swimming pool, the bomb, Sherlock's panic, the red dot of the sniper rifle... Finally, there was the sentence, "I will dig out your heart".

"Yeah, seeing you all wishing me well, I feel very happy." Moriarty thought of Wilton, and his heart was full of sweetness. He must contact his boyfriend after he settled the matter in hand. , Said that he promised to go home with him.

Watson felt as if he was choking on something, and the look on the other person's face didn't look fake, that is to say, someone really made him feel happy.Oh, that person is definitely not the "admirer" mentioned just now. Watson still has this ability to judge. If it was really that person, Moriarty would not have shown him that he was bound just now. .After all, things like love|interest don't need to be understood by too many people.

"If I were you, dear John, I would finish looking at the left and then look at the right." It was still a sweet reminder, Moriarty played with his fingers boredly, this time in order to find out the people behind , he lost a lot of money.

Watson really didn't want to listen to the other party's words, but since Moriarty was also a prisoner and had regained consciousness earlier than him, then he had his own reasons for saying so.Turning his head to the right, Watson just sighed after seeing what was on it. "Can you explain?" There is also an iron bed full of rust on the right, on which are placed four white oval objects, which look like human limbs, and there is a pot in the middle, which seems to have a Pile of meat.Behind the iron bed stood a man-high, richly decorated framed picture of Moriarty in her wedding dress.

"Well," Moriarty drew out his voice, "it's a pretty good drawing, isn't it? I've never thought about wearing a wedding dress."

Closing his eyes and opening them again, Watson felt that he must be crazy, because he didn't feel angry when he faced Moriarty again. Everything he saw on the right was too obvious, it was all for Moriarty Prepared, in other words, whoever brought them here wanted Moriarty.

What's it like to be spotted by a pervert?Watson felt that, in his own experience, it was a terrible feeling, so even if it was Moriarty, Watson could not help feeling sympathy.

"Oh, my dear John, don't look at me like that," read the sympathy accurately, a look that would have only won him sarcasm a few months ago but now made him feel good, perhaps because he had After having a boyfriend, Moriarty suddenly felt that although the detective Teddy was a bit stupid, it was still quite interesting to tease, "White, wax seal, and that location, by the way, you go out Then Scotland Yard went to Dear Detectives and they found a fourth body with the right forearm and heart taken away."

Watson felt that his voice was stuck. What he had just seen made him feel sick. "The reason why I am here..." Suddenly a spark sparked in him, and if that was the case, he retracted. Just sympathy for Moriarty.

It's a pity that God never knew what mercy was. Moriarty's face was full of excitement, "I told him, you are Sherlock's heart."

"Huh?" Watson couldn't help making a single sound.

"What happened that night at the swimming pool is not an absolute secret to some people," Moriarty shook his head, which is why it is certain that one or a few of the four people were doing the tricks, In view of Moran's loyalty, "A marriage proposal needs a gift. For unknown reasons, he believed that through a certain ceremony, I would definitely fall in love with him, and my 'betrothal gift' was the heart I once wanted."

"Ceremony? Proposal? Dowry?" Watson felt that he must have become a repeater.

"Yes, some kind of ritual, I asked about it, but he refused to say, but he looked very sure." Moriarty added, "Of course you saw that the heart in the jar just now did not meet the standard, so he thought Got the one I wanted."

"I thought you were talking about Sherlock that day." Watson was silent for a while to digest the information he had just received.

"Don't be stupid, my dear John," Moriarty's voice seemed to be stating a truth, "look at the way the detective looks at you, tsk tsk, if I were him, I would have locked you up already, Tolerate that your greatest weakness is not within your control, oh, that's why Sherlock is a romantic|lover." In order to cooperate with his words, Moriarty subconsciously wanted to stretch his arms, but was restrained by the chain up.Eyes lowered, Moriarty was once again angry at his limited freedom.

"My dear majesty, how are you feeling today?" Just as one of the two was digesting the information and the other started to sulk, another man's voice broke the tense atmosphere between them.With a tall body and handsome facial features, nine out of ten people who go out will think that this is really a handsome man.

The man was wearing a hand-tailored three-piece black suit, with a rose pinned to his left chest, "As our wedding is about to take place today, I hope you only feel happiness and joy." Coming over, at last Watson saw him bow his head with his back to him, as if exchanging a kiss with Moriarty.Moriarty seemed to tilt his head slightly, "Well, save the best for last." The man's voice was full of indulgence, and he straightened up after completing a kiss on the cheek.

"I told you, my boyfriend won't be happy if you do this." Moriarty's voice was full of grievances, he was like a high school girl who was taken advantage of in her teens, "Want me to marry Here you go, unless you beat my boyfriend, I've always liked the strong." Not to mention that Moriarty is confident that this man doesn't know who his boyfriend is, even if he does, hmph, Hades' record is A legend in the underworld, Moriarty wasn't worried at all.

The man stopped straightening his skirt, and Watson could see his hands barely controlling his anger, "You will be mine after all." After a while, the man said.

"I really want to know where your self-confidence comes from," Moriarty bent down as far as he could control, "You are not as handsome as my boyfriend, you don't look as good as him, and you don't even have the same temperament as him. I don’t even have the courage to face to face, I, Moriarty, a professor in London, why would I look at you, an unknown person, and kill four people just because of you?” His voice was full of disdain.

Watson didn't know why Moriarty had to provoke this man, but that didn't stop him from quickly sorting out the information in his mind based on their conversation.

"He said, you will fall in love with me!" The man grabbed Moriarty's shoulder fiercely, "You will fall in love with me! Just go through that ceremony!!!"

"He? Who? The wizard? Merlin? Dumbledore or Voldemort?" Watson couldn't decide whether he should be surprised that Moriarty had seen "Harry Potter" or should appreciate the other party's performance under the obvious weakness. out of courage. "Don't be stupid, you won't get anything."

"No, no, it's not like that!" the man repeated over and over again.

"Perhaps you can tell me who told you about this ritual. I like honest people. You need my liking, don't you?" Moriarty's voice changed again, and Watson was surprised to find that he was fine from the point of provocation. Every step of the induction|guidance.

"He said, as long as you choose sincerely and leave a message, a small part of everyone, and the most important heart, will leave a cherished soul when the time comes..." The man seemed to be talking to himself, " I signed, 'W', is the reflection of 'M', I would like to be your shadow, I thought you should know."

"I'll allow you to be my shadow if you tell me that person's name." Moriarty's voice softened.

"He is..." The man was about to say it, but at this moment, the ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted their conversation, and the man picked it up. After a few words, his demeanor became cold again, even though It was Watson who could see that the best opportunity had passed. No matter who was on the phone, he helped the man rebuild his confidence.

"Dear Your Majesty, wait a little longer." The man hung up the phone, and he returned to the appearance Watson had just seen at the beginning. He carefully adjusted his skirt, "The ceremony is still some time away, that person is right, we have to let More people know." He walked to the corner, and when he reappeared, he held a camera in his hand, and the cable of the camera was plugged into a computer not far away, "In four hours, I will put this Everything is going online, and then, my dear, get ready for our big wedding."

After the man arranged everything, he left. Watson looked to the right, then turned back to the left, "Is there anything you can do?" He didn't want to ask, but it was obvious that they were all prisoners now, and it would be best to cooperate with each other. Smart choice.

"Wait." Moriarty raised his chin slightly, like a nobleman sitting on the throne, "Since he dares to post this on the Internet, we are not the ultimate goal of that person," he revealed With a malicious smile, "That man is too confident, he will die on this."

Watson rolled his eyes, that's enough, both Sherlock and Moriarty like to play this trick, but he didn't have the idea of ​​"amazing" at all when facing Moriarty.

At the same time, Lestrade's mobile phone suddenly received a message, "wedding" followed by a website.Opening the letter suspiciously, Lestrade's face changed, "There is news about John, come to Scotland Yard." He yelled and put down the phone.

Ten minutes later, a coat rushed into his office, and Sherlock looked like an avenging angel crawling out of hell, "Where is he?"

☆, 43. The bottom line of the two Fu family brothers

Lestrade didn't speak, just pointed to the computer in front of him, Sherlock noticed that it was a little-known personal website, in London, countless such personal websites were created and disappeared every day.It’s just that this one is obviously different, with a black background, fiery red roses covering the entire screen, and a large line of words on the top, our happiness.There is no description in the middle, only a small square window. From the content above, it is obvious that it is a transmission from a terminal such as a camera.Thanks to the development of modern technology, Sherlock and Lestrade can clearly see the object they have been guarding against for a long time on the small screen, sitting carelessly in the center of the screen, and wearing a tutu skirt!

"It seems that Moriarty did it again." Lestrade's voice was full of anger, he looked at the doctor who was only exposed in a corner of the screen, gnashing his teeth, "I just don't know what he's going to do this time! Damn, why did you let John be kidnapped?!" His anger turned to Sherlock.If Lestrade didn't know Watson's thoughts on Sherlock, if he hadn't persuaded him, well, although he didn't want to admit it, but if it wasn't for his other relationship with Mycroft, Lestrade would Tate couldn't be this angry at Sherlock, a mix of disappointment and some kind of resentment towards his own child, and he gave Sherlock a hard look before pulling his attention back to the computer screen.

Sherlock should have noticed Lestrade's "crossing the border", but most of his mind was occupied by the figure tightly bound on the iron bed, and the rest still did not give up analyzing what he could. Other information he got, "It wasn't Moriarty this time, he was also caught by the murderer," his eyes moved away from the corner with the doctor, and placed on Moriarty who seemed to be sitting comfortably, "His leg posture is too rigid, no one will sit tightly against the chair legs, and his arms, from the lip shape Moriarty should be talking, he is a showman Humans, it is impossible to cooperate without gestures, but his hands did not move, in other words, he was also tied up."

After a series of analysis, if you are not familiar with it, you will definitely not be able to see that Sherlock is different from usual, "Rose, skirt, red armchair, and this website, this is someone's proposal to Moriarty."

In a short time, they came to a conclusion that surprised the whole of Scotland Yard, especially those who knew about the night at the swimming pool. They couldn't combine the two events of "Moriarty" and "being proposed".

"Can you find out where they are?" Lestrade looked at Sherlock who had already taken out another laptop and began to operate.

"I'm not sure, the other party has other support." When Sherlock encountered the firewall, he realized that the other party was either a computer expert himself, or he hired someone.If it's the former, it's okay, if it's the latter... Sherlock's eyes are on the computer screen, even though he has decided to stay away from John, those people still refuse to let him go?So what's the point of his staying away? !

The entire office could only hear the crackling sound of Sherlock typing on the keyboard for a while, the video on that personal website continued, and the traffic of visitors increased sharply, except for Moriarty's slight changes in posture and mouth changes. The appearance is completely like a pantomime, but such a pantomime is even more weird because of the black background and red roses on both sides.

"Knock knock", the door suddenly rang.

"Who? Didn't I say don't disturb..." Lestrade's voice froze, and there was an elegant university professor standing at the door, with an eternal gentleness on his face. "I heard that Mr. Holmes is also there. Maybe I can be of some help." Wilton really didn't come here on purpose. One of his students was coming to Scotland Yard because a large sum of money was stolen. "The Last Gentleman" Wilton has no reason not to accompany him.Of course he could swear on his big brother's hairline that he didn't want to see Lestrade look slightly embarrassed every time he faced him, absolutely not!

But as soon as he arrived at Scotland Yard, he heard a few words mentioned in a conversation between a man and a woman, "that freak", "poor doctor", "I already said it"... the threat who knows something about Scotland Yard Dunn knew at once that his second brother was probably here too.When he thinks of Sherlock, he thinks of Watson. Although he has confidence in the doctor, but in order to make sure that the other party will go home for Christmas, Wilton still plans to meet Sherlock. After all, he can't guarantee that the doctor won't see him. Things "leaked" out, even if the doctor didn't mean to.

"It's nothing, what are you doing at Scotland Yard? Are you being targeted by some pervert?" Lestrade, who subconsciously switched to "Good Inspector" when facing ordinary citizens, twitched his lips stiffly. No matter what happened, Xia Forget about Locke, after all, he has been with Scotland Yard for a long time, and now John is involved again.But Wilton is different. He is a dutiful university professor. "Try not to involve ordinary people" is his consistent creed, especially when the murderer is obviously a pervert.

Wilton still smiled gently, but people have stepped in. Recently, he has heard about Sherlock's case. Oh, of course, because his boyfriend is a professor in London, he pays more attention to London's underground world. Some. "Artist" is a hot topic recently. After all, not everyone likes to kill people first, then leave their signatures, or use things like wax plates.Considering the absence of the doctor who has always been inseparable from his second brother, and Lestrade's annoyance, Wilton is [-]% sure that the doctor has been implicated by his second brother again.Didn't you see Sherlock's current posture?The last time he'd seen someone so stiff was in the tape from that night at the pool.

Given that Moriarty was the instigator last time, and Wilton was sure that his boyfriend had absolutely no intention of kidnapping Watson recently, who was so creative and made his second brother nervous again.

When Lestrade was stunned, Wilton had already stepped over him and stood beside Sherlock. Looking at the countless characters on his second brother's computer screen, Wilton took a deep breath, nervous, angry, worried, annoyed ...oh, and endless remorse.Wilton couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. It seemed that his second brother would never go home alone this Christmas. For this guilt, as long as Watson opened his mouth, Sherlock would agree to anything.

"You don't know the remedy until something happened?" I couldn't help but sneer, but from Lestraite's point of view, Wilton's face was full of worry, "I told you to tell the truth to him, What's the reason again this time?"

"Pissoff!" Sherlock didn't even turn his head. Anyway, it was impossible for him to hide his emotions in front of Wilton. Regardless of satirizing the other party's lack of brotherly love, Sherlock decisively turned to the other party when he failed to solve it in a short time. The research of "Paris", who just proved the innocence of "Maserati"-if the other party has the ability to get Moriarty and John to Stockholm together.

Wilton straightened up, intending to say something more, his eyes inadvertently turned to the screen on one side, and after that, the smile at the corner of his mouth stopped, isn't that gorgeously dressed man bound to the chair by someone is his dear boyfriend?

"What did you do again, Sherlock?" There was no change on the surface, "How could John stand you." It seemed that Wilton was watching the doctor on the screen, but in fact he just glanced at the corner and moved away up.With the unnatural posture, lack of matching gestures, and the tilted head that he was all too familiar with, his boyfriend was already getting impatient.

This should have been Moriarty's own business, even if it was his boyfriend, Wilton didn't even intend to intervene in the relationship between the other party and Sherlock - until one of them had the ability to really kill the other Well, Wilton would only think that it was a "game" that both of them enjoyed, not to mention anything else.After all, Moriarty had his own plans, and he didn't think his boyfriend was an idiot who would hand over his autonomy without any backhand.

But it can’t be like this, Wilton took another look at the dazzling red roses and the big words on the website. Since he decided to take Moriarty home for Christmas, it will be a matter of time before he declares his ownership in the underground world. things.That's why Wilton ordered Charon to furnish the house,