[Moriarty of Worrying about the Country] Descartes Formula

"Oh~ look what interesting things I found?" Sherlock rubbed his hand on his chin, looking at the man who was talking with Albert, who was said to be his fiancé, with a smile like in the past. Chrissy.

Aside from the astonishment when he saw Chrissy dressed up differently at the beginning, Sherlock's mind was still clear, and from the series of behaviors after she came down, she could subtly see something wrong.For example, he should be closer to his fiancé, but after he came down, he walked to the blond boy without any scruples, who seemed to be Albert's younger brother, and only approached Albert after being reminded.

But Chris's attitude towards the two, even if Sherlock is not a genius in love, can still detect a very abrupt difference.It seems that he cares more about the blond boy, and it seems to be an ordinary friendship with Albert.

Sherlock wanted to go over with his glass, but Mycroft, who was standing behind, took his glass away, turned around and handed him a teacup containing milk, "Children should stop drinking, drink this."

Sherlock only felt that his grown-up aura was destroyed by his elder brother, and he glared at him angrily, obviously he had already conceived it in his mind, imitating his father's usual aura, elegant and full of aura Give the guy who is suspected of being a rival in love (strike out) away his rare best friend Chrissy a blow. Holding milk is too embarrassing, it has no deterrent effect at all.

However, just relying on being taller than him, Mycroft held his head with one hand so that he could not grab the red wine that was taken away. In the end, he had to hold the milk. Do you want to go there? Sherlock watched the milk in his hand fall into the mused.

"Brother, that guy seems to have been staring at this side from the beginning, and now I don't know what's wrong, it's weird." Louis is very aware of all the factors that affect and threaten his brother, and he discovered it all at once. With malicious eyes, especially the dazed and strange eyes at the back, Sherlock stood next to William and whispered.

"Oh?" William withdrew his dark gaze, responded with a casual glance at the child over there, and guessed his identity. After all, Chris also said that the Holmes family has an inseparable relationship with the queen. The little detective who helped her solve the case of the missing girl in the small town, this little detective is the Sherlock Holmes that Chris mentioned.

Before attending the birthday party, he had received a special telegram from Chris asking him to avoid contact with anyone in the Holmes family as much as possible during the birthday party.William felt that what Chris said made sense. After all, what they did was what was called a crime in this world. It was better not to meet people from the government, especially very sensitive people, to avoid accidents.

William acted as if he didn't see the strange aura that surrounded Sherlock's body, which was about to move and then extinguished inexplicably. Who knew that guy would actually come over. "Hi~Master Moriarty, I'm Sherlock Holmes, what's your name." That's right, even though he felt ashamed, Sherlock still punched.

Although he didn't pay attention to other members of the Moriarty family, Albert alone attracted all his attention, but Sherlock knew how to call this seemingly same-age person anyway.

"Huh? Holmes? I'm William James Moriarty, hello, Holmes." William showed a puzzled look, as if he had never heard of the name Holmes, but he still greeted politely, using the last word Alienated surnames, if the two children call the young master or sir, the scene may be a little funny.

"Isn't it? Didn't you hear Chris mentioning me? I should have a high appearance rate." Seeing that William seemed to be really puzzled, Sherlock called out in wonder, "Huh? You are sister Chris's." Friend? I'm sorry, because I don't have much contact with Sister Chris, and she is usually with my eldest brother, so maybe my eldest brother knows you." William explained blankly.

"You really know how to put on airs." Sherlock, who had been deceived, smiled when he heard these words, William's eyes turned slightly cold, and there was still a calm smile on his face, "What are you talking about? If it's not very polite, it's strange to be so rude to someone you meet for the first time."

"Brother, let's go over there. Don't bother with this annoying person." Louis pulled William's sleeve. He is an adopted son. As long as others know him, they will know that he is a commoner, so it doesn't matter if he is rude. Well, brother William is concerned about noble etiquette, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

"It's okay, Louis. Master Holmes, please explain what you want to say clearly, otherwise I won't accept your vocabulary?" William stopped Louis from pulling him, took a step forward, and looked into Sherlock's eyes Look at each other.

He is not an impulsive person, but he also knows that there should be nothing wrong with what he said, but this Sherlock Holmes replied like this, it is obvious that he has discovered something.William wasn't worried about himself, but he was worried that this guy's nonsense would affect Chris's reputation. There were the Earls of Rockwell and the Earl of Cork here.

"It's nothing." Sherlock accepted it as soon as he saw it. He didn't want to break the situation, and it might affect Chris if he said it here. He glanced at Chris who was holding the wine glass and pouring it into his mouth. Look away.And he has already confirmed that these two people really are, there is no doubt that this kid likes Chrissy, but Chrissy's attitude is both similar and unlike, which makes Sherlock confused, but he will not Give up casually like my father said, and finally find a like-minded person who can never see through it. It’s like solving a puzzle and then a new one. Chris’s thoughts and actions will always be different. It's the hardest to guess, that's why it's interesting, isn't it?

The half way of talking like this really makes people feel itchy. William resisted the subtle urge to hate people. I don’t know why from the beginning of this guy’s words, he has a feeling of facing a particularly annoying person and not the kind of wanting to kill him. The disgust is a very strange feeling of disgust.Unable to even calm down, after taking a breath, William nodded silently to signal the end of this strange conversation, and walked to a table with Louis and sat down.

"Brother?" Louis felt a little puzzled by William's low pressure. What did he say just now? Brother William shouldn't be so angry because of this sentence.

William narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's nothing, I'm just a little bit worried about the impact on Chris... I've recovered now, let's eat, Louis, you didn't even eat at noon."

"Well, yes, I have more and more properties recently. I want to find someone to help but I don't have any for the time being. I have to deal with it, so I'm a little busy." Louis obediently picked up the various plates on the table, and various All kinds of delicacies, you can take them at will, as well as exquisite and lovely cakes and desserts.

"Chris, are you okay?" Albert looked at Chris, who had just drank a little white wine and started to flush on her face, and asked a little bit puzzled and worried. Get drunk.

"It's okay!" The girl waved her hand. This white wine is relatively mild, sweet and refreshing, with a mouthful of fruity and creamy aromas.

In addition, she was distracted to observe William just now, she saw that Sherlock and William met, almost not scared, and then they seemed to separate after a few casual words, the girl was relieved, and then unconsciously poured a glass of wine As before, the fat house happy water dries up in one gulp, so there is a little alcohol on it at the moment.

The delicate face became more supple and attractive due to the rising blush, making people want to take a bite of that red cheek, and Albert also took a sip of the fruit drink in his hand to cover up his unconscious performance of being seduced, " This is the person William likes, you can't grab it, you can't grab it." While secretly brainwashing himself, Albert was also a little bit jealous, obviously talking to him, but he could see that Chris was very nervous in the middle He looked at William's side, and then completely focused on that side, and his words became perfunctory.

You must know that Earl Cork is still nearby. Earl Kirk is chatting with Earl Rockwell and his wife. The three of them just look at them when they are talking. It is obvious that they are discussing them. From the outside, they are a couple.However, at this moment, Chris couldn't hide her movement of looking there. If Albert hadn't blocked it from a different angle just now, they would have found that Chris wasn't facing him, but was looking at him. Moves elsewhere.

"Chris, do you want to dance as a pre-dinner exercise~" Albert suggested with a gentlemanly smile.

"Huh? But... I can't dance." The girl compared awkwardly. Chris really didn't learn this, and she didn't remember it. In addition, the girl used to be addicted to various hobbies. A house girl who doesn't exercise or dance at all has zero experience.

"Just follow my movements." Albert bent one knee slightly, put one hand behind his back, and stretched out his right hand to invite.The countess, who was standing not far away watching, used her fan to cover her exaggerated smile, "That kid Albert actually took the initiative to make such a romantic invitation. It seems that he really likes Chris."

This birthday party only has these people, not the kind of dinner where the whole audience dances, so it takes courage to invite one person to dance alone under the eyes of everyone.For Albert, who has always been strict in self-cultivation and doesn't like to show off, it is indeed a very proactive behavior.

Probably because she was afraid that Albert would hurt his face if she refused this kind of invitation. In addition to her identity, she wanted to create a good relationship with Albert in front of the Earl of Cork and the Earl of Rockwell. The girl stretched out her hand with a white gauze glove.

The warm palm, with a bit of softness, can be clearly felt under the thin white gauze. Albert's face unconsciously showed a rare sincere and gentle smile, and he pulled Chris to jump up. A waltz, since waltzes don't have strictly prescribed dance moves, it doesn't matter how Chrissy plays them.

The girl herself is not very good at dancing, but Chris's body is very soft, and she probably didn't need to practice flexibility before. She was wearing a beautiful and big skirt, but she was just being led around a few times at will, and the layers of skirts were turning. The bottom is as beautiful as a blooming flower, and unintentionally because of the drunken girl, she let go of her previous guard and showed a pure and cheerful smile like a child.

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The author has something to say:

William: Inexplicably, I feel that I am surrounded by rivals in love. Brother, where do you put your hands?Sherlock Holmes is a bit of a talker, but for the sake of superficial decorum, hold back.

Sherlock: When you encounter a puzzle, you have to persevere and never give up until you solve it. What's more, Chris is not a puzzle. That free soul is very in line with my wishes. We must have had a good chat in our previous life. best friend. (fog)

Albert: I can't be sorry for William, hold back.Faced with the heavy blow of beauty, I couldn't hold it anymore, and I was floating.I shivered, William closed your eyes, I was about to freeze to death.