[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is naturally cute

In an underground air-raid shelter bar in London, Moriarty shakes the vodka in his hand, and there are a bunch of photos scattered on the table. The protagonists on them are Sherlock and Rosa without exception. The wine poured all down his throat.

"Molan, we need to give a warning to a disobedient little girl." He looked at a beautiful woman: "As for you, let's play a game with Sherlock."

Eileen raised her glass with a smile: "As you wish, Professor."

And in a gorgeous manor on the other side of London, a man who almost merged with the night opened his blood-red eyes. Even though today is Christmas Eve, the place is still as lonely as ice, and the man's handsome and graceful appearance In the bright and dim light of the fireplace fireworks, if a scar on his forehead was removed, his appearance could be called perfect.

His ruby-like eyes moved slowly, and a snake hissed from his mouth: "The last piece of soul has appeared."

The Portkey provided by Tom Riddle can only be transmitted in one direction, so Rosa has already figured out a countermeasure. The aircraft technology in this world has made great progress, and the 7 hours needed from London to New York have been compressed to 2 hours, provided Rosa with the opportunity for this romantic adventure.

As for the issue of illegal entry, Rosa believed that the staff would not find any problems, so she smiled kindly and left the workbench.

It was the first time for Rosa to experience this new type of aircraft that is only used on some routes, but it turns out that she did not feel much difference.

She unbuckled her seat belt and went to the bathroom. After taking care of her physical needs, she pushed open the door and came out when she was blocked by two strong men in black: "Miss, please go this way."

Rosa's complexion sank, and she slowly wiped off the water on her hands before following them to the VIP cabin.

She wasn't panicked, she just felt angry, especially when she saw that Moriarty was behind the scenes.

Moriarty waved his hand, and all his subordinates quickly backed out, then raised their heads and said to Rosa: "Dear Rosa, it seems that you forgot to give me a Christmas present this Christmas. It's not very polite."

He had completely removed his disguise and looked very dangerous.

Rosa took a deep breath and sat across from him: "Are you crazy? You lied to me! Hurt me! And want me to treat you like a friend, do you think it's possible?"

She's really fed up with these moody villains in the second grade, everyone is self-centered, not only crazy but also making the whole world crazy like them.

Moriarty sneered: "You are still on the side of Sherlock's boring and stupid justice."

"The issue has nothing to do with pros and villains at all. Only you know about the collusion between you and my father. Only you know whether you approached me to hurt me?" Rosa turned her head to the other side and looked out the window into the dark night.

"However, the fact is that you have already convicted me before I have taken any action." Moriarty said fiercely, "I care about you and love you, but you are just a bastard without a conscience, trying to deny all of this!" He pinched Rosa's chin turned her face to the front, and a storm swept through his eyes, as if Rosa would be torn apart by him in the next second.

"Whatever you think, I just killed the danger in its infancy." Rosa also looked at him not to be outdone, "Hannibal has been sent to hell by me, and your end will be the same."

BAU arrested Hannibal after obtaining the exact evidence. His viciousness caused an uproar in American society. Under the pressure of public opinion, he was sentenced to death and has now been executed.

Hearing Rosa's words, Moriarty suddenly calmed down. Hannibal, that idiot who didn't deserve to die, if he hadn't suddenly revealed his true identity, Rosa...

"Hell? If I go to hell, I will definitely bring you to hell too." Moriarty suddenly got angry, stood up and held her two wrists and pressed her on the armchair. Such a close distance made him feel even closer. A light red hickey on Rosa's neck was clearly seen: "Rely on your boyfriend Sherlock? Or your many admirers?"

"Let go!" Rosa took a deep breath, and walked towards Moriarty without dodging, as if to prove that she was not afraid of him.

"It's none of your business!" She said sarcastically, "Are you jealous? Could it be that you like me?"

She bites harder and harder, like her attitude is getting stronger and stronger.

Moriarty's pupils constricted in an instant, and Rosa's words seemed to hit some hidden emotion in him, like?He doesn't know, but he does envy Sherlock for her presence, and he's more inclined to interpret it as his displeasure at being robbed of his toys.

He suddenly let go of Rosa's hand, and his reason, which was on the verge of collapse, prevailed. He was the proud Napoleon of the criminal world, and everything was under his control.

"Baby, let's play a game." His expression is like a big boy who wants to play a prank, with lawless audacity, people have to focus on him, because you will be afraid of being caught by him if you don't pay attention The trick worked.

The person in front of her is a lunatic with a high IQ. Even though her force value is crushing, Rosa still unconsciously raised her heart. She refused, "I don't want to play. You know you can't force me."

Moriarty shook his head in disappointment: "Honey, I'm the bet, are you really sure you don't want to play this game?"

Rosa watched him wink at her, feeling more and more uneasy.

"I lost, so I jumped out of the plane immediately. We are at an altitude of [-] meters. I will definitely have no bones left. This is an excellent opportunity for me to go to hell." Moriarty discussed easily His own life and death are just trivial matters in his mouth.

Rosa clenched her hands instantly, and turned her face away in some evasion: "I said I don't want to play this game!"

Moriarty looked at her, with a flash of a smile in his eyes, but he pressed her step by step: "Maybe we can experience the thrill of the plane crash together."

"Are you crazy?" Rosa looked at him incredulously, he really didn't take his life seriously.

"I've always been crazy." Moriarty smiled at her.

Rosa remained silent. She couldn't guess his thoughts or his purpose at all. She took a deep breath and used her mental strength: "Let your men drive the plane to New York safely."

One second, two seconds and three seconds passed, and Moriarty didn't respond at all. He even spread his hands exaggeratedly and said sharply, "It seems that your superpower has failed."

Moriarty picked up a strand of Rosa's hair and sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose. It was the scent of roses. He seemed to be saying something concerned: "It seems that you still don't know me well enough. What you know about me is just the tip of the iceberg. So dear Rosa, you should be more cautious, for example, what should you do in such a situation?"

There was something in him that shielded her ability! Rosa gave him a hard look.

Unwillingly, she used her mental power to manipulate his subordinates, but found that no one knew how Moriarty used to crash the plane.

"Tell me, what game do you want to play?"

Moriarty raised his eyebrows when he heard Rosa's words, as if saying that everything was as he expected, and Rosa's complexion was even worse.

He snapped his fingers, and his subordinates immediately sent in two dice clocks that are common in bars: "One sentence determines the winner, whoever has the most points wins?"

Rosa now has no idea what Moriarty's purpose is?It is impossible for him not to know that he must lose, her superpower is immune to him, but controlling the points of the two dice is as easy as pie.

Moriarty put the dice into the dice clock and shook them. Rosa's heart skipped a beat. He stopped shaking his hands and flipped them off without hesitation. The two dice had five and six respectively.

Rosa clearly knew that if she rolled two sixes she would win, but she finally discovered a fact she didn't want to face - did she really want Moriarty dead?She was angry at his concealment, hated his deception, and was afraid that one day he would hurt her without hesitation, just like throwing away a toy he didn't like.But the fact is that it is true as he said, so far he has not done anything to hurt her, he cares about her.

Rosa felt that the whole space was silent, only the sound of the dice colliding with each other in the dice clock, the crisp sound became heavy, and she could hardly breathe under the pressure.

"Baby, the game is about winning or losing, and the choice of a draw is in my hands."

Moriarty's words became the last straw that broke the camel's back. She slapped the dice clock on the table, and she silently lifted the dice clock. Both dice scored six.

"I won." She said dryly.

Moriarty looked very calm, and people had to marvel at the high quality of his heart. He stated the facts plainly: "I'm going to jump off the plane."

He didn't show any regrets, Rosa thought, why should he be a lunatic who wants to have fun instead of a real criminal.

The plane was completely under the control of Moriarty's men, and no one stopped even such a dangerous move as opening the plane door.

Xiongxiong Liefeng blows his whole body into a mess, but he seems to be smiling happily, like a child who has succeeded in playing a prank.

Rosa was unconsciously tying her hands. At this time, her heart was just like her behavior at this time, chaotic and entangled. Why did he let her face such a situation?She had no choice but to sacrifice him for those innocent lives.

"No!" Rosa watched Moriarty jump down without hesitation, and rushed forward to grab his hand. Rosa fell to the ground and held Moriarty tightly. She couldn't open her eyes, she didn't see Moriarty's triumphant and bright smile.

"Pull him up!" Rosa yelled to Colonel Moran in a panic.

Moriarty didn't stop him again, his purpose had been achieved, and Rosa had clearly realized that she didn't hate him as much as she imagined.

Rosa's psychological defense was destroyed step by step by Moriarty, and she was completely defeated. She felt ashamed and indignant, and her actions made those offensive words meaningless.

Moriarty hugged Rosa in his arms, and the little girl cried miserably, covering her face, so childish and pitiful, so soft that it was unbelievable.

Rosa was put on the business class seat by him, and he sat opposite her, looking at her softly.

"You see you don't hate me as much as you think at all."

Rosa put down her hand, and shouted with red eyes: "Shut up!"

He is too bad, so this is his purpose, he is a complete lunatic, forcing her to admit all this, she is such a cowardly person, she has no ability to hurt others.

woohoo-

Moriarty frowned annoyed at her inability to stop crying, she was too capable of crying.

"enough!"

Rosa was taken aback by the sudden scolding, and then she was even more aggrieved: "You still beat me!"

Moriarty took a deep breath and smiled, "Don't cry." He took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and gently wiped the tears off Rosa's face.

Rosa watched his slow motion, took the handkerchief and wiped it in distaste, the tears were dry on her face, and Rosa twitched the corners of her mouth in pain.

"James Moriarty, my name."

So the Jim she kept calling was really his name, and Rosa blinked: "So you're saying that you're on my side and not my father's."

Moriarty retorted: "I was never on your father's side. He just gave me some clues to let me discover you. We have no connection other than that."

"Have you seen him? What does he look like?"

"You look very much like him." Moriarty looked at Rosa, thinking to herself, what a silly girl, if the two of them really met, she would never be able to do anything cruel.

The plane was about to land in half an hour, and Rosa felt that her whole heart was like a roller coaster tonight, going up and down without a moment's rest.

There was also a childish man who kept saying in her ear: "My Christmas present?"

Rosa closed her eyes and opened her eyes suddenly, and shouted impatiently: "You didn't give me a Christmas gift either, so let's write it off and let me rest quietly for a while."

"No, it's a tradition." Moriarty refused, "I have a way to get both of us Christmas presents."

Rosa was looking at him suspiciously, when he grabbed his hand and pulled her over to kiss her, her eyes widened in an instant.

This stinky bastard!

Rosa's eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly flapping its wings. She blushed and pushed Moriarty away desperately. Who wants such a Christmas present?

Moriarty sucked her soft lips, and swept Rosa's mouth with his nimble tongue, and his heart beat violently.

Does he like her?He likes it, and he realized it the moment she desperately wanted to save him. He didn't know when he could no longer evaluate her existence objectively. She would make him lose control and make him risk his life just to Make her admit she doesn't hate him.

"Little Rosa, I think you should change your boyfriend."