[Comprehensive Classics] Detective Moriarty

Accepting interviews can increase exposure, and she doesn't mind the trouble.

"Miss Healy, may I ask how you came up with the character of Mr. Murray?"

The reporter in front of him spoke with a smile.

"Hmm." Ciri was not used to revealing her thoughts to the public, but she also asked for an exposure.

Thinking this way, she became more natural and said, "I got the inspiration from my friend."

"Oh?" The mustache reporter's eyes were bright, he exchanged a glance with the painter, and quickly asked, "So, Mr. Murray, is it really the professor everyone guessed?"

"It can also be said." Shirley said, "Do you want to add some compliments to Moriarty, "But Professor Moriarty has obviously higher attainments in mathematics and astronomy, and Mr. Murray's life beacon It is to promote good and eliminate evil, and it is all to contribute to the people of our country."

She thought she was taking Moriarty to new heights.

"Then what is your relationship with Professor Moriarty?" The male reporter looked gossiping.

"Huh?" Ciri hesitated for a moment. She was extremely moved and slightly moved by Moriarty, but she must not admit it casually to others, "We were neighbors when we were young."

Of course, the male reporter caught her hesitation, and glanced at the painter again. The two held back their smiles and continued to ask: "Are you sure there is nothing else? For example, some other feelings?"

This made Ciri suddenly unhappy, and she tried to keep smiling, but her smile was trembling, and she couldn't hang it up at all: "Really, we are a very pure partnership."

"Don't be angry, Miss Xili." The reporter is a fine person, he immediately noticed the change in Xili's attitude, and comforted him: "I don't have to say that you have any relationship, you can talk about it as you like, readers will love it. "

Of course, this didn't have a consoling effect, Ciri curled her lips, torn between obedience and turning her face - in fact, she didn't care about her book at all, but the gossip that could be unearthed behind her, right?To the extent that it can be a topic of entertainment for others after dinner.

Come to think of it, the previous newspaper that reported her also focused more on describing her as a "female" writer, which was obviously more eye-catching.

But if she wants to be famous, she must obey these authors, isn't she?It's hard to eat standing up, she already knew that.

But in this way, she became a female character full of jokes-she still remembers how Mrs. Brandon teased her when they first met.If she becomes famous like this, then she will only become a multiple product of Professor Moriarty's reputation, and people will think that the success of this book may be manipulated by Moriarty, or... Hype him?

It didn't do well for Moriarty either.

Moreover, it will be even more difficult for her to gain a foothold in the future.

It took her quite a while to decide how to deal with the current situation—to be honest, she felt infected by Moriarty.

"Mr. Reporter, if you want to hear it, don't you mind if I say a few more words?" She asked loudly.

"Of course not."

She spoke slowly under the expectant eyes of the reporter.

"We have known each other since we were very young. He is a well-deserved mathematical genius. You can say that Mr. Murray E is like Moriarty. After all, even the name is half taken." She paused, "But I think , he’s more like me, I’ve given him life, a new soul—a more interesting place.”

"How should I say it?" The brush under his hand rattled.

"Great courage and adventurous spirit." Ciri said proudly: "He is keen on adventure, brave and fearless, which also created his life of using his genius brain to fight against evil forces-becoming a detective."

"So, it all exists in you, but Professor Moriarty doesn't?"

"I didn't say that." Ciri shrugged.

"Are you confident, or conceited?" He said with a smile after a few words flamboyantly.

"Whatever you think." Anyway, in this interview, the protagonist of the topic will return to her!

"Miss Healey, you have a lot of personality." He clapped his hands slowly, "I'll write more for you."

"Since you want to write more, how about boasting a little more?" Xili chased after the victory, his emerald stone eyes glowing, "After all, for a beauty like me, personality is really not the most important thing."

She still exaggerated the sentences used by reporters to embellish her personally, which seemed a little more arrogant, but not so serious.

"Why not?" He stopped joking and asked seriously.

She pursed her lips in satisfaction.

After seeing off the interviewer, Ciri breathed a sigh of relief and continued to tidy up her new home.

In a few days, she will have her first banquet after becoming famous. This time, she doesn't need to rent any dresses, but specially invites a tailor to tailor them for her.

She is a bit rich and easy to let go of the bad habit of spending, but as a human being, this is difficult to change.She made a preliminary estimate of her manuscript fee for this month. Except for the necessary living expenses, she used all the money to package herself - she had to find an excuse. For a person who has re-entered the upper circle, it is also a necessary consumption. .

The lavender dress is elegant and pleasant, and the pure white lace just covers half of the chest. The common problem of this era is that this silk dress fits so well that if she eats an extra bite, her waistline will say goodbye to the feeling of being just right.

But what she likes the most is the sheer textured lace on this dress, which spirals down her chest and separates the two outer skirts, revealing the three-dimensional triangular folds of the inner group.

And this lace reflects faint colored reflections in the sun, which is really beautiful.

She thinks that this suit is well done, at least no one in her neighborhood is more beautiful than her.But on the day of the banquet, she felt that she had made a big mistake,

How could Earl Uriah's banquet be full of competing ladies and ladies?

She seemed to have lost her eyes among the luxurious flowers, not knowing which plant she should rely on.

Ciri told herself to be calm, and it was not like she had never secretly attended noble banquets when she was a child—after all, in England, girls can only formally participate in social activities at the age of 16.Fortunately, neither she nor Caroline are easy-going lamps. Put on some makeup and keep your mouth shut. No one cares whether you are fourteen, fifteen or sixteen.

Fortunately, she is not alone.

"Moriarty." She walked forward with her skirt up, and greeted the young man who had just had a good talk with Earl Uriah.

She originally wanted to call him James affectionately, but she was a little timid. She hadn't had a crush on anyone for a long time, and she worried too much—is this sudden change too blunt?If Moriarty thinks that she has tasted the sweetness before starting to please him again, wouldn't their relationship be more serious?

Help, she's really starting to admit that she's secretly in love with him now!

"Ah, you're here." He saluted her gentlemanly, lowered his head, and kissed her finger lightly, "Do you need me to introduce you to the count?"

Ciri felt that she was such a pathetic head in love, but she felt that the noisy atmosphere had become a bit ambiguous. After so many years, she had become bad at dealing with men.

She shyly avoided his gaze.

But an introduction is definitely needed, and taking the shortest possible time and getting straight to the point is what she desperately needs.She also liked the fact that Moriarty didn't need to talk too much nonsense with him, he knew what he wanted.

She looked at him in a trance, Moriarty's bright sky blue was like a crescent moon, he then picked up a glass of wine from a passing attendant, and led him to Earl Uriah, who was estimated to be 50 years old and fat Seriously, there are not many hairs in the center of the head, so it can only be modified with a wig.

"Count Uriah, please allow me to introduce my female companion, Miss Hillary Bird." He slightly raised his slender fingers, with the utmost etiquette, "I don't think you will be unfamiliar with this lady."

"Oh, of course! Genius female writer!" Earl Uriah seemed very happy, and Ciri naturally saluted confidently. Although it was difficult for her to inquire about the earl before this, it seems that he also People who love books, er, at least love the title of "genius female author".

It doesn't matter, she will surprise them with better works in the future!She secretly made up her mind.

"Hmm... I read your book, it's very interesting, what's it called?" Earl Uriah hesitated for a moment, then turned his gaze to the lady next to him.

"Mr. Detective Mr. Murray or Mr. Mr. Murray?"

The lady who answered her question seemed to be in her twenties, wearing a luxurious red dress, she was holding Earl Uriah's hand and smiling coquettishly, "But, Earl Uriah, don't forget to promise me."

"That's natural!" Earl Uriah laughed loudly, the fat on his cheeks trembling with his movements, "Oh, Russell, dear Russell, I'm definitely going to sponsor you The book is published!"

She opened her black feather fan again, covered her lips, got close to the man, and whispered a few words.

Shirley understood that he had met a business competitor. The earl was not fond of literature, but was quite interested in talented female writers, but she was not in the same direction as her efforts. She wanted relationships for her father's sake. heritage.

Get to know them better and build a good relationship, she can solve this matter.

They said a few words to the earl again, Shirley felt that it was not suitable to get too close to the earl with this Russell present, she tried her best to flirt with the earl like a guard She stared at the count like a hen holding her own egg, for fear that Ciri would do something to snatch his naked egg away.

She and Moriarty stepped back, looking at the crowd dancing in the center of the dance floor.

"Earl Uriah doesn't seem like a good candidate." Moriarty said innocently, "I was going to see which party you choose, but I didn't expect you to choose the biggest one first. This earl is not easy to mess with, eh , that is to say, he only took a fancy to 'female writers'."

Ciri knew this too, and she didn't blame Moriarty for not reminding her, because she had chosen it herself.She reached for his wine glass and drank the rest of the wine with the sweet aroma of malted fermentation.

Somewhat spicy.

The concentration is quite high.

Not long after, she took advantage of the alcohol and took a few steps forward, pointing her finger forward lightly, "I'm going to dance."

She hasn't danced for a long time.

"Do you want to come with me?"

Ciri turned her head, her face was ruddy, and she looked as lazy as a cat nestled on a deck chair.

But Moriarty was gone, another man was saluting her.

She had seen this man before, she had an impression, and she even praised his handsomeness.

Dorian Gray.