[Comprehensive Classics] Detective Moriarty

"you recognize?"

Seeing that she recognized Georgiana, whom she hadn't seen for several years, Moriarty asked.

"This is Georgiana Darcy," her throat moved up and down, and her eyes slanted to Moriarty's side. "That's Darcy's sister, the girl we looked for last time, didn't expect to be here?"

Moriarty's protracted ah, expressing "Got it", hadn't dragged on to half of the usual amount before he was hammered by Ciri.

"Stop making weird noises," she said impatiently, subconsciously biting her lower lip, "Don't let him slander Georgiana, we have to help her—damn it! How could she come here!"

Shirley saw that Moriarty was unmoved, with an expression of wanting to watch the excitement, she stepped lightly, and stepped forward to block Robert.

"What? Professor Robert said that she came to seek revenge? Can you provide evidence?" She said loudly.

"Let her speak for herself," he said, pulling Georgiana forward, causing her to fall a bit, but fortunately Ciri caught her up in time.Robert pulled his suit and tidied up, coughed twice, and continued: "I just said that, no one wants to seek common ground with that Durand, besides... little girl, no matter how you think about it, it's not right. "

"You...are you not scared?" Ciri asked softly.

Georgiana shook her head, her smooth black hair swaying with her movements.

Seeing her denial, Shirley raised her head and choked: "You can't talk nonsense, sir. As a woman, can you slander at will? We both have the right to honor. If the truth is not the case, you will have to sue of."

Robert was at a loss for words for a while, but Ciri turned her head, and her shining green eyes began to chase after the victory: "People don't share the same thinking, for example, Miss Georgiana recognizes Professor Durand, and I recognize Professor Moriarty. Say, no one adores you, you're jealous—that'd be a whole lot of grounds for a vendetta, wouldn't it?"

He was turned pale by her, and Shirley said seriously: "Stop playing with us about guessing who the murderer is, come here to help call the police, and... are there any medical professors at the scene?" What about it? Please come forward, kind sir, to be honest, we can’t fully trust the professor of medicine next to me.”

"That's all right," he smiled. "I think I can check on him."

Moriarty nodded to everyone present. The white gloves and expensive gold pocket watch endowed him with a refined aura, which made the dignitaries present couldn't help but trust him.

Robert pointed at him immediately: "Moriarty! What if you are the thief calling for a thief! I..."

He raised his hand and interrupted lightly: "But Professor Robert, the body is on the ground. I believe everyone can see me check all the details of his death. I believe that everyone is not blind with high myopia."

Robert on the opposite side was furious, because he had a pair of thick-bottomed eyes with a temperature of more than 1000 degrees.

"You can watch me move by my side," Moriarty said politely, but every word was aggressive. "But I can't guarantee that I have the energy to detect your tampering when I check."

He held out his hand to Ciri, and Ciri knew belatedly: this man asked her to find a medicine box.

She turned her head, and there was a medicine box that didn't seem to be there at first. Although she felt weird, she brought it over immediately and watched Moriarty slowly put on another layer of medical gloves.

"I'm sorry, Professor Moriarty," a voice stopped Moriarty's composure, "I also want to participate in this job, and I think I can do better."

Shirley turned his head and saw a tall, blond man behind him. He was wearing a white coat and his face was rigid. He looked like an elderly German man.

"Oh, miss, you took my trunk."

His tone also sounded like a German: "I have had some cooperation with Scotland Yard in your country before. I am a surgeon with more than ten years of experience, and I should be able to do the job of examining corpses."

"Of course," Moriarty said with a smile, "but I have to say here, choking is an internal medicine, let's do it together."

The German doctor nodded.

They walked together towards the corpse that gradually began to stiffen, and from time to time the local gentlemen exclaimed 'brave' and 'gentlemen', and even compared them to medieval knights-the French really have some So romantic.

Shirley turned her head and saw Georgiana looking at them with pale lips. She hugged her shoulders to comfort her: "It's okay, I believe you have no involvement in this matter at all. You don't need it at all, do you?"

Having said that, her emerald eyes were fixed on Georgiana, making sure to see her every movement.

Georgiana looked at her bravely and timidly, "I, I, I really didn't do these things..."

"It's too early to speak now," Robert told them loudly on purpose, "If you want me to tell you, the female students who can study now are from good families, maybe this Miss Darcy took a fancy to Professor Durand's research and came to snatch it away Research, and use fame to get a better marriage!"

Most of the people present were men, and some of them looked down on women to some extent, and they even echoed his fallacies.

"This is blood spouting!" Ciri stood in front, protecting Georgiana behind her.

Ciri thought quickly, and immediately thought of a rebuttal: "Sir, do you think that the value created by women is to marry? Do you think women are inherently inferior?"

Robert looked at her with extreme disdain, as if to say 'yes'.

"Mary Wollstonecraft said that women are not inherently inferior to men, but only when they lack adequate education," she exclaimed. Excellent, the children she taught were the later emperors of England, and Catherine II made Russia the most powerful country in the 18th century."

Ciri raised her head bravely, "Are you half of them? Is your son the emperor of England, or do you make England proud of you?"

"I think, if you look down on women as a professor of a higher university," she sneered, "then at least 40.00% of the population in England will look down on you, which violates the Protestant concept of equality. Can I agree with you? Your school reported you for falsifying your file?"

"You, what do you know!"

Robert was suppressed speechless, his face was flushed, and he could not speak.The men present also began to express disgust towards Robert, and looked at Ciri carefully, frowning in confusion, wondering what the eloquent woman next to Professor Moriarty was about.

When the atmosphere was deadlocked, the German doctor stood up and let everyone focus on him, "Miss Georgiana, I want to ask you a few questions."

"You say." Georgiana held her breath and replied nervously.

"When did you become Professor Durand's student?"

"yesterday......"

"You have a British accent, how long have you been in France?" he asked again.

"Yesterday too, sir."

The German frowned slightly, and immediately asked again.

"Did you... pass anything to Professor Durand? Anything."

"What does that mean?" Georgiana asked naively, "I passed him paper, pen, and my letter of introduction."

Her eyes flicked to Moriarty, then quickly shifted away again.

"But he was poisoned by a slow-onset poison. If the time is pushed forward... it would be yesterday." Laughing, "whatever I say - don't believe me! Miss, you should apologize for your arrogance while I'm still laughing?"

Ciri ignored him, and took a quick look at Georgiana. She seemed to be frightened by the German's words, trembling all over, with a look of imminent disaster, "But, I didn't do anything, really! Professor! Do you believe me?"

She looked at Moriarty as if asking for help, Ciri sensed this sensitively, and thought to herself why did Georgiana seek Moriarty's help?Don't they know each other?

"I also want to say, Robert, while I'm still talking to you, you should keep your mouth shut in front of the ladies, right?" Moriarty finally stood up from the corpse, and slowly took off the disposable gloves , squinting his eyes and said: "Now, apologize to her for your unreasonableness."

With his hands in his pockets, he pointed in their direction with his chin.Moriarty didn't show any angry expression, but he gave people an invisible pressure.

And Robert didn't know which lady he was referring to, but he apologized to them immediately and finally shut up.

"Now, let's talk about...the poison problem." With one hand in his pocket, he flipped his bangs casually with the other. "Miss Georgiana, you—"

Boom!

Before he could finish speaking, an uninvited guest broke into the foyer!He ran fast and anxiously, with such force that he slammed the gorgeous door open and hit the walls on both sides!

"How could my sister be a murderer!"

He was out of breath, sweating profusely, and the clothes on his body were wrinkled unsightly due to the large movements.

His thick and curly black hair was messed up because of running, he rushed towards Moriarty like an arrow leaving the string, grabbed his collar with both hands, and gasped: "You think my sister killed him? !"

"Brother! Why are you here?! Let go of him! Professor Moriarty hasn't finished yet!" Georgiana stepped forward and tugged at the corner of Darcy's clothes, with an urgent look on her face, "He must not be That's what it means!"

Ciri should have been taken aback by Darcy's sudden appearance, but the continuous scares these past few days have made her think that Darcy's appearance is a very pediatric operation, and now she feels that Professor Durand suddenly stood up and said I was lying It's no surprise that you're playing because the Earth is dying.

But she was more curious about the relationship between Moriarty and Georgiana.

Darcy didn't seem to know that his sister knew Moriarty, but Moriarty obviously didn't know her a few days ago?

Judging from the current farce, it is obviously Georgiana's single arrow Moriarty, and the latter doesn't mean anything?

No, she can't use her love brain to think about it!

Oh, she got it.Isn't what Georgiana likes is what Moriarty is doing?She... must have adored Moriarty, right?Worship to believe unconditionally.

God, the admirer effect is horrible.

"I didn't mean that. Don't get excited, Mr. Darcy." He held Darcy's wrist with his backhand. "I just want to ask your sister if she feels any discomfort today."

"I don't have it, really—let him go, brother!" Georgiana put her arms around Darcy's, as if she thought her own body could pull Darcy away.

Darcy glared at Moriarty and let go of his hand, but Moriarty didn't let go, which made them stalemate for a while, and even the muscles of the two of them trembled slightly.

Darcy asked haughtily, "What do you mean, Professor Moriarty?"

Moriarty just smiled, and let go of his hand at that moment.

"Now it is confirmed that Professor Durand was poisoned yesterday. My girlfriend and I just arrived in Paris today. We should let us go—or you are not going to call the police because you don't want a scandal, let him here Stinky?" Moriarty adjusted his neckline slowly, walked up to Healy, put her hand on his forearm again, and smiled gently.

They left the venue with other guests, and Ciri sighed.

"You did a good job today, scaring those annoying things." Moriarty spoke to her.

Who knew that she just said perfunctorily, "It's okay", and looked back several times, "What are Darcy and the others going to do? This will not have a good impact on their family."

And Mycroft didn't seem to be gone either, so where did Sherlock go?

Ah, the Germans could be...they mistrust Moriarty.

Just as she was thinking, her hands were suddenly empty.Ciri regained consciousness and saw Moriarty stepping forward quickly into the carriage.

Go ahead and go.

"What's wrong with you!"