[Comprehensive Classics] Detective Moriarty

"What would you like to drink, Ciri?"

Hearing the sound, Ciri raised her eyes, and instead of taking the menu in his hand, she just forced a smile.

"whatever......"

"Don't feel sorry, after all, I didn't have time to tell you about many things." He randomly flipped through a few pages of the menu, "Just order what you used to eat."

Ciri was dying of embarrassment, and felt overwhelmed with guilt when she heard him say "before", she—had misunderstood Moriarty!

Elsa's habit of discarding insignificant things at will forced her to find it from the colonel's position. After the colonel confirmed, both of them had drunk the water in it, so it is impossible for there to be poisonous substances in it .

And when they got out of the theater, the man who was going with Moriarty was still waiting for him!

What was even more dramatic was that the man was the brother of the little actress girl, a student of Moriarty.

Not only were all of her reasoning overturned, but she even felt that Moriarty's image had suddenly become stalwart!

She used to think that he was gloomy and weird one-sidedly in the past, but no matter what, he was still the child of someone else's family who was exaggerated since he was a child!

After I became a professor, I was even more positive, and I started to care for poor students!

"Do you think I'm a bad guy?"

Suddenly, Moriarty's question rushed into her ears, low but clear, and she expressed her thoughts just now in one sentence.

If time went back to a few years ago, she would have shouted immediately - you are a badass!

But now-

"Of course not!" Ciri's voice suddenly became louder, and remembering that this is a high-end restaurant, she hurriedly lowered the volume and blew exaggeratedly, "How is this possible? I was thinking! When I was young, you could help me complete the Mathematics homework is such an extraordinary task. Now you are not only making great achievements in mathematics, but also shining in solving cases and even in humanistic care. Ah, you are the pearl of the clam, the star of tomorrow, I think, In the long history of England, there have been very few people like you—”

"Okay, Ciri, eat."

Moriarty's expression definitely carried an undeniable "shut up" meaning, which was quite similar to the awkward and polite smile he had when he was a child when he read her horrific math report card.

Ciri also grinned, she felt that this "speech" was performed very well, and the atmosphere was no longer so awkward, and instead she regained some childhood feelings.

The conversation that followed came naturally, and she generously told her current situation, and threatened that she would definitely come to this restaurant to eat frequently in the future!

"You will, Ciri."

"That's natural!" She raised her chin and said proudly: "After all, there are few people like me, right? I make money by writing stories now, although it's not much, but—"

She suddenly closed her mouth, and the inspiration she had waited for a long time released light and heat in her mind like a volcanic eruption——

Isn't this the prototype of a popular story? !

Although the case is simple, human nature is complicated!

Everyone in the authority is so distinct-the extravagant courtesan, the insatiable theater owner, the derailed colonel who covets beauty, and all kinds of people involved...

Now she can't wait to go home immediately and record all this on paper immediately.

Wait, she still needs a protagonist, a narrator!

But isn't this a ready-made protagonist in front of him-James Moriarty, a professor of mathematics with great reputation!

Then, as his assistant, isn't she an omnipotent narrator? !

She can't stay here for a moment, she wants to go home!She wants to type!

"Ciri? Ciri?"

Moriarty didn't know what was going on, she seemed to be immersed in her own world, and if her expression could be shown physically, then there must be a raging flame called "fighting spirit".

"It's too late to explain, Moriarty, my money, oh no, my bright future is already in my little head, please allow me to visit you in the university town next time, but I can't Reveal too much, or the inspiration will slip out of my head!"

She smiled and pointed to her forehead, "Now it's filled with words—next time I invite you, Moriarty!"

She couldn't care what Moriarty's expression was, and ran home like crazy, without even washing her face, she just took out a pen and sat at the table, the sound of writing accompanied her for the rest of the night.

The characters in her case have a tragic style, and at the same time, the direction of the story is absurd. While writing, Ciri kept applauding herself. Her writing speed has never been so fast, and in the middle of the night, The first draft of this short story is complete.

By the time the sun rose, she had already revised the third edition, and it was hard to say who was darker, the circles under her eyes or the half-used ink.

But she didn't have time to dress up, so she drove the earliest public carriage to the newspaper office.

"Ha——" Paul sat on his seat and was about to breathe out when he was taken aback by Ciri's unkempt appearance, "Miss Ciri, why are you so virtuous?"

"It's time to hand in the manuscript, Mr. Paul!" Only then did Shirley realize that she was even wearing the costume of the Goddess of Spring!

However, the current matter is more important than this attire——she put the manuscript on the table with a snap, and said out of breath: "I think I'm here so early, you must take a closer look, this short story is definitely a recent, No, I dare say the most exciting of the year!"

It has to be said that Paul’s expression at the beginning was a bit unbelievable, but when he picked up the manuscript, there was a satisfied expression on his face—he was attracted from the very beginning, and read it with gusto , as if unwilling to give up a letter, a punctuation mark.

He read very slowly, and it took a while to turn to the next page, even the word "cautiously" was displayed in his chubby hand, and he didn't want to damage the manuscript.

"Yes, very good! Perfect! Ciri, you have always had an amazing imagination!" He laughed excitedly, his flesh quivering with the smile. "I can buy the original manuscript for ten shillings, dear!"

"Ten shillings?" Ciri had already caught Paul's expression in her eyes, and she sneered exaggeratedly, "Mr. Paul, you are also a person who is very sensitive to words. You know that this short story is divided into upper, middle and lower intervals. If it is serialized in one issue, half a year's newspaper will be sold out."

"Okay, let's be honest, how much do you want?" Paul has worked in newspapers for many years, and it is indeed difficult to see this kind of weird and uninhibited story without losing romance.

Lovers separated by poverty, desire/desire inflated by greed, the balance of love and power is portrayed just right!

Moreover, a superb detective is really amazing!

"Twenty shillings, no manuscripts for sale." Ciri quickly drew back her manuscript, and received a high-pitched exclamation from Paul——

"Twenty shillings!"

"I haven't finished yet, but I will smoke two points for any newspaper with this story." Hirion looked at Paul sitting in the seat with his chin, and saw that he was staring at the paper in her hand reluctantly and entangled. After reading the manuscript, she became more confident, "Also, I know more bizarre cases of this detective, all of them are wonderful, don't you want them to be turned into money, Mr. Paul?"

"That's too much, Ciri, we can discuss it... When you received your manuscript last time, it was only two shillings..."

"You said it too, it was last time." She spit out the exact same words, and gestured to put the manuscript back in her bag, "Okay, I'll go to other newspapers to ask, you know, generally speaking, I only talk to Paul Mister cooperated, but—”

"--make a deal."

Paul gritted his teeth and nodded.

Because even if this part of the money is given to Shirley, the benefits he can reap are huge. He understands that this short story will definitely become popular, and Shirley Bird will become a famous person.

When the word was uttered by him, Ciri had a happy triumphant smile on his face.

But just when she thought her plan had taken the first step, an uninvited guest pushed open the office door and strode towards them.

He looked very cute, but Ciri stopped smiling the moment she saw him, and she even made no secret of showing her disgust with a disgusted expression.

And he didn't care, and saluted her very gracefully, and then turned to the confused Paul——

"Are you really sure you want to buy her manuscript?"