God made me miserable

Like men who have a future and women who have a past.

I like a man with a future and a woman with a past - Oscar Wilde

The probability of success in such things as sitting on the fence and waiting for the rabbit generally depends on whether the other party... is a stupid rabbit.

Zoe used a gleaming fork to cut the piece of tiramisu in front of her that seemed to be shouting "Eat me, eat me, eat me!" The almost melt-in-your-mouth taste made her squint her eyes .

Afternoon tea at one of Regent Street's top brands is well worth the hefty price tag.

"Miss Oswald likes cakes?" Sitting on the other side of the table was a man in a three-piece black suit.It was originally a traditional dress, but the black Westwood suit was abruptly worn by the man in front of him with a different taste.

An ascetic temperament and a madness hidden beneath the calm surface.

Zooey swallowed the moderately sweet cake, then took a sip of the coffee on the table. "The tiramisu in this store is very good, Professor Moriarty, would you like to try it?" That's right, the man sitting in front of her now is James I don't know if it will be stupid Rabbit Moriarty himself .

After getting in the car on the way, the double-faced professor, the biggest villain of this map and the target of the strategy, not only answered her several math problems patiently and kindly, but even asked the students to have a cup of coffee at the end.

But this time, Zooey naturally didn't refuse.

"I prefer coffee." Moriarty, who was leaning against the booth, crossed his legs and raised his coffee cup to Zoe.Feeling a little lazy.

"Why don't you take a few more days off?" Putting down the glass, Moriarty acted like any good professor who cares about his students, his eyes are sincere and sincere, "Did you freak out last night?" He leaned forward slightly , as if he really cared about the body of the girl opposite.

After hearing this, Zooey reflexively touched the small scarf on her neck that was used to cover the wound and the bandage, "Fortunately...the wound is not very serious." In fact, the place where the knife was scratched is now burning hot pain. "I don't know what's going on with that case." Because her current identity is actually a major shareholder of many mainstream media, the news that the murderer blatantly took hostages and confronted the police last night did not spread on a large scale—otherwise she would Now that's celebrity.

"The news that the mayor of London was arrested is still being kept secret. It seems that Scotland Yard has caught a big fish this time." Moriarty, who knew the development of the incident well, raised his eyebrows, with a wise face on his face. Scholar should smile politely.

Zoe, who had been familiar with Sir Conan Doyle's masterpiece, naturally understood what the man on the other side didn't say - the news that the mayor of London was caught having an affair with a terrorist should have shocked the whole country, but now it was The police kept it secret, apparently involved in some bigger conspiracy.

Coupled with the appearance of the big detective last night, although Zoe didn't know the specifics of the case, she could imagine the shock that would be caused by the arrest of a high-ranking government official suspected of participating in a terrorist act—I'm afraid that more than just the mayor would be involved. simple right?

But what role did Moriarty play in this?Why did he sit at the same table with the big detective for dinner last night?

"I'm afraid this fish is too big for Scotland Yard to eat." Putting the exquisite fork on the plate, Zoe's words were full of meaning - talking to someone with an IQ like Moriarty. , some words just need to be clicked.

"Someone will be able to eat it." Raising his eyebrows, Moriarty was not tired of giving the student a ride every day on a whim, and now also treating him to afternoon tea. "Miss Oswald, does the wound still hurt?" He pointed to Zoe's hand that unconsciously touched the scarf again.

"You can call me Zoe." Zooey smiled, "It hurts like hell." The wound was burning hot, and she refused the doctor's proposal to use painkillers. Last night, she was chanted by the mysterious voice next to her ear After half a night, I was called up early this morning to go to class.Her body is tired.

"I'm glad it still hurts, though." But mentally, she's in high spirits—yes, she's alive, she didn't drown in the pool, she didn't bleed to death when someone scratched her neck.

She is still sitting here alive.

She had a long time to squander before death actually came to pay her a visit.Before life really comes to an end, there will be many adventures waiting for her to complete.

At this moment, Zooey couldn't help admitting that just thinking about it made her breathe fast and her heart quicken—the danger and unknown she was about to face made her extremely excited.

Some people say that death is not God's punishment for human beings, but the greatest gift she bestows on human beings.Limited time will make the short life of human beings more meaningful.Only when the alarm clock of death is with us, can human beings cherish their lives more.

From Zoe's point of view, under the pressure of death, the madness hidden deep in her heart was released—how many people in this world can really have the opportunity to fight against the unparalleled genius?How many people in this world have the opportunity to place themselves in such a wonderful environment and observe this bizarre world from the perspective of a participant?

The opponent she needs to face in this world is Moriarty, so what's next?What else will she meet?

Just thinking about it like this, she can feel the excitement of her heart beating wildly and the blood rushing into her brain.

Moriarty tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa, and he was suddenly very satisfied with his decision today.

This is a boring world, the vast majority of people in the world just live inactively, but existence itself is meaningless.There are still a very small number of people who barely recognize their own value and do some less boring jobs.But Moriarty didn't care whether it was the former or the latter.

The absolute advantage in IQ made him feel that he was living in a world full of idiots and fools.A genius surrounded by mediocrity is lonely and proud.

Moriarty also once recalled why he chose his current life in the first place, but he, who naturally doesn't like to look back, can only come to one conclusion in the end - because of boredom.

Because he was bored, he chose to challenge the world.Also because of boredom, he chose to abandon the conventional life.

The appearance of Sherlock Holmes caught Moriarty's eyes.He once thought that Mycroft Holmes, who had a superior IQ but chose to be with a group of "goldfish", was the only person in the world who could keep up with his thinking, but the "consulting detective" became the second.

But now, Moriarty found that he might soon find a third one—maybe the other party is still a little tender now, but as long as it takes time...

Putting the coffee cup back on the table, Moriarty quietly looked at the students sitting across the table.A bundle of long golden curly hair was laid on the table, and the girl smiled obediently and politely with respect for the professor.But when Zoe Oswald's black eyes without glasses today talked about pain, there was an imperceptible madness hidden under the calmness.

The little scarf used to cover it has been tilted a little because the girl unconsciously touched it under the pain, revealing the white bandage and slender neck inside.The black academic one-piece dress against the bright red nails, and the wrist of the other party that seems to be easily broken, Zoe Oswald reveals two completely different temperaments——

Vulnerable and crazy.

With just one glance, Moriarty can tell that the girl across from him is the same kind of person as he is—at least, in a certain way.

"Professor Moriarty?" Zooey suddenly felt that the eyes of the big villain in front of him were not right, "What's wrong?"

"Zoe," Moriarty leaned forward with his arms resting on the table, "You look a little afraid of me." He noticed this yesterday. "Did you...know something?"

The semblance of mildness has faded, and James Moriarty reveals his characteristic indifference as a European criminal master.At the moment when the other party's eyes changed, Zooey even felt that maybe she was not a person at all in the eyes of consulting criminals—it was as if a person walking on the road would not care about how many bugs he trampled to death, and a scientist obsessed with experiments would not care. Will care about the death of a few mice in the process, hard-working gardeners will not care about the cut branches.

For James Moriarty, perhaps she, like many people in the world, is not worthy of the other party's eyes at all.

Picking up a fork and splitting the tiramisu in two from the middle, Zooey discovered from the corner of his eye that the reason why they were the only ones at the restaurant was not because there were really few people, but because there were two tall and burly black men. The suit stood guard at the door.

"Know what?" She raised her head, looked directly into the criminal master's eyes nonchalantly, and could feel the blood surging in her body excitedly, "Is that... your little furry hobby?"

Zoe raised her head and laughed out of contempt,

"Frankly, my dear, Idon't give adamn. (Frankly, my dear, I don't care at all)①"

The author has something to say: ①It is a line in "Gone with the Wind", here is a quote - I really think this sentence is very touching!

The silly rabbit took the bait, la la la la.