I have two faces

He wasn't dangerous, and there was even a pleasant and frivolous smile on his lips. Every inch of his body was neat and clean, and no one could fault him.

But when he briskly approached Enid.

Enid subconsciously took a step back, her legs touching the edge of the bed.

He has an aura similar to the Arkham criminals, even if he is a dog.

"I brought flowers to visit you, but you are wary of me."

Moriarty was a little sad, but he stopped approaching Enid, "But you are still cute, Molly, I can understand why Colin Felson likes you so much."

"Honey, there may be some misunderstanding between us, you shouldn't guard me like this, we are the closest friends."

Moriarty's tone of voice was extremely sincere, and the tone of emotion was not mixed with a trace of falsehood.

Enid was also very emotional, she thought this man with good temperament could have better eyes.

It's a pity that he seems to be blind. Maybe God opened a window for him and closed a door, such as recognizing the difference between her and Molly Kelly.

"To be honest, after my father left, few people praised me. I always hoped that someone would touch my head and praise me, but it never happened. Those people were all lying to me. They thought I was like those stupid people. Like little girls, take flamboyant compliments and let them do whatever they want for their dirty purposes."

Enid lowered her head, looked around slightly, and then fell in love with the lamp by the bed.

Moriarty's innocent defense: "You have to trust me, we are one."

Enid: Who the hell is one with you?

Enid's eyes were full of refusal, and she continued: "Since then, I have decided that if someone praises me sincerely in the future, then I will beat him hard."

Enid raised the desk lamp half as high as her arm, and looked at Moriarty with a smile: "I think you are very sincere, sir."

The little girl didn't play cards according to common sense at all.

Moriarty was temporarily interrupted from thinking, and there was no vocabulary in his mind to answer Yi Ni's crooked remarks, and fell into silence.

And Enid also waved the desk lamp and smashed it at Moriarty, without talking nonsense, just started.

The sea-blue light flickered away, and the light from the window was reflected on the smooth cut blue surface, the color of Enid's eyes.

Moriarty didn't panic at all, he raised his hand, and a string of hearts of the ocean slipped between his fingers.

"You're sick, dear, I can't understand what you're talking about, didn't you ask me to give you the heart of the ocean?"

Enid: "..."

Moriarty is not like ordinary British men who are deep and have the hormones of a rich gentleman. He is cheerful and unpredictable, and his innocent expression at this moment is like how Enid bullied him.

"You were absent from the plan, and I only found out later that you actually ran into Colin's hands, that was just stupid and childish garbage, not even qualified to wear high heels on you, when I found out that you were absent from the plan because of him , I really want to kill him."

Moriarty paused, his eyes suddenly complicated and expectant: "Sherlock can always surprise me, but you shouldn't meet him now, our feast has not yet begun."

Enid held the lamp and froze in place like a little fool bewitched by Medusa.

But Moriarty didn't mind Enid's behavior, at least on the surface.

"But you've seen him."

Moriarty remembered what Enid said before, and deliberately raised his hand to touch Enid's head, smiling provocatively: "So, you have to fill this loophole for me, maybe it will be the most exciting part. must."

Enid blinked and said dryly, "You want to kill someone?"

Moriarty: "You're such a child with this question."

"Are you scolding me?"

Moriarty played dumb: "I just compliment you on your childlike innocence."

Enid put down the lamp, and she realized a terrible truth.

She is Molly Kelly.

It's not a simple equation, but in this case, Enid is playing the role of Molly Kelly.

Because there is no second Molly Kelly in this world.

In other words.

If Molly Kelly participated in Moriarty's game, then a month later, Molly Kelly went to Washington to steal museum collections and attracted the attention of the US police, and the suspect in the serial murder case would hang on Enid's head superior.

She really couldn't wash it off.

As for whether Enid has been to Washington DC or killed someone, it doesn't matter.

It's not difficult to pretend to be a person, not to mention that very few people know Molly Kelly well.

What should Enid do next?

She had to plan for herself in New York a month later, and she didn't want to be in the bureau again for coffee as soon as she got back.

Enid recalled the case file she had read before. After a while, she looked up at Moriarty who seemed to be scrutinizing her. "I can do whatever you want. I only have one condition, and I want to know the whole plan."

Moriarty stretched out a finger, "Honey, I can only tell you half. In case you turn around and betray me, I have time to adjust the other half."

Enid: "Okay, but I have one more question."

"Hmm, I'm in a good mood, I'll answer ten of them for you."

Enid asked solemnly: "What's your name?"

Moriarty: "..."

"Moriarty."

Enid nodded, then got back into bed and slipped under the covers.

It's okay, I won't go back to New York, let's have a hard anus, Enid doesn't want to say anything more, if I say it, I will be sad.

As for the countermeasures?

Enid doesn't have such a strange thing in her mind yet, she needs time to buffer.

So Enid fell asleep as a matter of course.

For some reason, Moriarty suddenly had the urge to blow up Enid, and became suspicious of his good friend.

Did the lsd burn out her brain?

Moriarty, who was suddenly left alone, was a little embarrassed for some reason, but for a Napoleon in the criminal world, embarrassing?nonexistent.

He took a piece of fruit that Lestrade bought for Enid, took a bite, and walked out of the ward quietly.

……

221b Baker Street, London, UK.

Sherlock was unusually active today. He had been in a state that had given Watson a headache since eight o'clock in the morning.

He played the violin for four hours, drank espresso that was ten times higher than the normal value, and various documents were scattered on the table, the most conspicuous of which was a bitten apple.

On the red skin of the apple is a line of writing.

"Where are my cigarettes? Mrs. Hudson I told you not to mess up my house!"

Mrs. Hudson could hear Sherlock's rummaging through boxes downstairs, and hummed softly, "You don't even want to find them!"

"Sherlock, what are you expecting?"

The conversation between Sherlock and Watson gradually faded, and Mrs. Hudson could not hear clearly.

She opened the door, and standing at the door was a girl wearing a blue sweater and a pink skirt. She had long, smooth black hair tied up high, revealing delicate and soft facial features, which made people notice at a glance It's those blue eyes.

She was holding a brown document bag in her hand, and before she could speak, Sherlock's voice came from upstairs.

"Let her come up!"

Sherlock had already guessed that someone would visit today.

Sherlock envisions many possibilities, and when he sees Enid, the balance of reality tilts in favor of Sherlock's least likely option.

Moriarty lied to Enid, or more accurately, lied in good faith.

Father Moriarty laughed: It is not easy to be kind once.

Seriously, if Enid knew that Sherlock Holmes was the father she knew before, she would definitely come here again.

But when she was sitting on the sofa in 221b, facing the hypocritical ridicule of the horse-faced curly-haired man.

Enid felt that the face could not be changed, but it was possible to change another one.

"Hi, first meeting, I'm Molly Kelly."

Sherlock pointed out simply and rudely: "Do you need me to remind you?" Sherlock looked at the time and continued: "Three days, 17 hours and 52 minutes ago you hugged me and called Dad."

Enid's expression was flat without any fluctuations, and she silently said Amen to her father in her heart, and then said expressionlessly: "My father died early, if you are willing to rush to join in, I don't mind."

Watson, who was pouring the coffee, shook his hand. The girl's poisonous tongue rivaled Sherlock's.

Sherlock didn't mind Enid's taking advantage of it. She wanted to escape from reality. Although Sherlock wanted to puncture her fantasy badly, there was something more interesting to him at the moment.

"The case in Glasgow?"

"Yes, I photographed the Heart of the Ocean in Glasgow some time ago, but someone stole it a week ago. I hope Mr. Sherlock can help me get my things back."

Sherlock didn't pick up the document bag Enid handed over, he looked at Enid, and suddenly said: "Who else did you meet on the road just now?"

Enid was taken aback for a moment, unable to understand Sherlock's words, "I came here alone."

"Do not……"

Sherlock got up from the sofa and walked towards Enid, "It seems that there is a sweet and sour soup waiting for me."

His posture was a little fierce.

Enid is not familiar with Sherlock, nor does he understand his character, and his state of being on drugs makes Enid's heart beat wildly.

"Take off your clothes!"

Enid's pupils shrank, "...huh?"

Sherlock looked like a falcon hunting prey when his eyes were focused, such a man was not liked by girls, especially the shocking words he said.

Enid was completely unaware that Moriarty had cheated her secretly, and she was already shocked by the sturdy British folkways.

"It seems that you are not cooperating, no, maybe you don't know anything about it."

Sherlock's eyes couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or pity, and he directly extended his sinful hand towards Enid.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"