[Shenxia Tongren] My dear brothers and adults

When Sherlock led Dr. Watson to break into the house, Hypatia also received a guest.The guest got the key to their suite room in Hypatia from nowhere, knew the way, and opened the door as if returning to his own home.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the room was brightly lit, and Hypatia was neatly dressed and brightly made up, sitting upright on the sofa waiting. Seeing this, he bent slightly and bowed.

Hypatia said: "Come?" Although it was a question, the tone was very certain.

"Here we come." He also replied calmly, and then asked, "Where are the flowers I sent?"

"It attracts mosquitoes too much, why don't you take it home?"

"where is it?"

Hypatia took out the bunch of flowers he sent from the room, put them on the table and said: "Ivy (ivy), lily (lily), orchid (orchid), violet (violet), epiphyllum (epipphyllum), Umbrellawort, I never knew you were so romantic."

"My dear, let me kiss you, you know me too well." Moriarty leaned forward and said.

Hypatia's face was slightly red, she turned her head and looked aside and said, "What are you doing here?"

"miss you."

"Who are you lying to?" Hypatia turned her head and glared at him, her cheeks puffed up.

Moriarty stretched out his hand, pinched her cheek, then slowly withdrew his hand and said, "I'll clean up the house."

"Oh?"

"It's just a guy who's gone crazy and came here from London."

Hypatia understands, a guy has betrayed, he is here to cheat people, she can understand this very well, since her elder brother entered the officialdom, he doesn’t know how many times he tried to cheat or really betrayed The fate of these people is usually disfigured and horrible.Hypatia accepted such disharmony well.

Moriarty is very satisfied with this, whoever chases a girl can have her own toughness, the most rare thing is that her toughness never attacks him, although this is a pity.

Hypatia didn't ask him who he was going to draw, and for the time being, he still maintained the fragile balance and rare warmth between the two. There is no need to make yourself unhappy at this time, isn't it?

However, Moriarty took the initiative to introduce the person he was going to smoke this time. The girl he was going to smoke this time was actually a girl named Alice Braun. Blood, about the same as Irene Adler's.Born in a poor nobleman, her parents died too early, but unlike Irene Adler, Alice is self-reliant and self-reliant, she is a top student in the Department of Psychology while working a summer job. A talent beyond the reach of ordinary people.However, I don't know if it's because there are too many trash cans in my mind, so I start to be gloomy, and the original good young man gradually grows crooked.

After hypnotizing a corrupt official to commit suicide, the girl fell in love with the job of cleaning up garbage in the world. She couldn't stop it, and soon such a criminal genius was recognized by Moriarty's insight.Moriarty didn't start hooking up right away, but waited until she committed another crime and was almost caught before fishing her out.From then on, this girl regarded Moriarty as her own father, and she would not chase chickens if she beat a dog, and would not be discouraged if she wanted to fight.But Moriarty is a consulting criminal, and he rarely does it himself. Such a big killer is only kept in case of emergency. How can it be possible to have work all day long?The girl who was dissatisfied with her desire ran away and prepared to do it alone.

Hypatia heard Moriarty tell the whole story with a smile on her face, and thought that this girl must be dead, otherwise he wouldn't have told me in such detail, she clearly wanted me to do it too, she seemed Not long ago, a certain clerk of mi6 was killed, which made mi6 jump around for two days.Therefore, if Hypatia encounters it, he will definitely do it.After she finished listening, she raised her head and smiled at Moriarty, asking, "What does she look like?"

"It's been fixed a long time ago, I guess I don't even recognize it."

"Then we have to wait." Waiting for her to start, Hypatia said, as soon as she shows up, I will arrest her.

"Good." Moriarty said, reaching out and stroking her head.

"..." Hypatia touched her hair, it was all upturned by him, and she was going to comb her hair again, and she looked up at him.

Moriarty withdrew his hand without any guilt, and continued to show off his cute dimples.

Hypatia turned her head, lost to you, it's shameful to be cute, respect yourself dear!

In such a beautiful atmosphere, Hypatia's cell phone rang. When she saw that it was Sherlock's, she hurried to the side to answer the phone, "What's wrong?"

"I found something."

"what?"

"Let the police station come."

"Sherlock, you seem to be breaking into a private house today, and then let the police come. Do you want to go to the justice court in the United States?"

"Then anyone else is fine. I want a law enforcement officer to come here."

"I understand." Hypatia said. Sherlock just wanted an official to be a mascot and witness. This is considered progress, and he actually thought of this.

After hanging up on Sherlock's phone, Hypatia looked at the time. It should not be the time for ordinary people, so it's okay to make a call.

Hypatia made a phone call and asked the director of the FBI to come up with someone in a good voice. By the way, he also filled out a search certificate, and then secretly said, my time to participate in political affairs is still too short. I am not strong enough, and I feel sad when I think about it. It is useless to think about it, and I can only encourage myself.Besides, this kind of cross-border asking for help is a must. All she knows are high-level officials. It's actually quite ridiculous to ask high-level officials to personally issue orders to the grassroots.

At this time, Moriarty came over, hugged Hypatia from behind and said, "It's late, how good I am this time, won't you let me stay?"

I don't want to see the fighting without going out, Hypatia said: "Sherlock..."

"I won't do anything to him for the time being, don't worry." His tone became gloomy.

"...I'm not worried about him, I'm worried about you."

"Really?" The tone rose again.

"There are two of them, and you have only one."

"Don't I still have you?"

"Plus I can't beat it."

"...is your brother so violent?"

"My brother did fencing and British boxing."

"..." Moriarty realized for the first time that Sherlock looked so weak and could change to a hand-to-hand combat. No wonder he dared to go to Karachi alone.

In the end, Moriarty still failed to fulfill his wish to share the bed with Hypatia, and hurried away under the cover of night.Hypatia stood by the window and looked out, but the building was a hundred feet high, and she couldn't see anything, only the dark night and the moonlight.

On the other side of Sherlock, the fbi people were so angry when they came, and they were called to serve an eighteenth-generation official just after eating with their wives and children. Not to mention that the [-]th generation of officials broke the law, but they still need people from the FBI to escort them. This is really abusive.

Sherlock didn't bother to care about the glass heart of the visitor. He dug out all kinds of evidence collected by Henry Wilder on his own: not to mention the skirt, and the photo he had taken with the deceased.

When the FBI came to see these expressions, they also became serious. They didn't care about being angry, and they stepped forward and said: "The deceased and him were in a relationship, but he didn't mention it in his confession, but avoided it everywhere. This is too strange."

Sherlock heard him repeat the conclusion again and ignored him.

Dr. Watson quickly replied: "There is one more thing. We went to the movie theater before and found that Tom Wilson's alibi is not established."

"Is he also connected to this case? I have accompanied the people in Los Angeles to interrogate him before, and he looks like a saint."

"I have never believed in the existence of saints." At this time, Sherlock said coldly, the religious saints and political saints in British history were all created by my ancestors or relatives of ancestors. Are you trustworthy?As an eighteenth generation official, he has such confidence. He has listened to the dark history of the saints as stories since he was a child.

The FBI agent pursed his lips, didn't speak, went out to make a phone call, and asked his colleagues to arrest Tom Wilson first, so that he wouldn't run away.

When we returned to the police station, although Mr. Tom Wilson had been invited in at midnight, he was still neatly dressed and sat on the chair with great grace. When he saw Sherlock and the others coming, he stood up and gave them a good-natured smile. , said: "Gentlemen, is there anything I can do for you?"

Sherlock stepped forward and said, "Just tell me where your drugs are hidden now."

Mr. Wilson's face changed instantly, but he quickly returned to normal, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I don't."

"It's not nonsense. The deceased was Henry Wilder's girlfriend before he was alive. Knowing about your drug business, you forced Henry Wilder to kill the deceased, and then hoisted the deceased's body into the water tower through a pulley block to hide it. You I originally thought that when the water quality deteriorated to a certain level and customers complained, the matter would be exposed. Anyway, the corpse would be highly decomposed by then, so no one would know what happened. It is a pity that you met me."

"You must be joking," said Mr. Wilson a little angrily; "this is the most shameless accusation!"

"It's not framed, is it? At 4:23 p.m. on April 9, you left the Casino Cinema, and then went to urge Henry Wilder to kill his girlfriend..."

"You have no evidence." Tom Wilson finally said, he raised his head, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, without any signs of aging.

"Evidence? The dress left by Henry Wilder is the evidence."

"what?"

"You said, when he was dying, would he wish to avenge his lover?"

"he……"

"The betrayal has been there from the beginning, Mr. Wilson."

At this time, Tom Wilson showed a contemptuous smile and said, "Then how do you explain that video? She was still alive on the 24th. These are all based on your guesses."