[Zhongyingmei] The little angels of the big ones

While the two robbers were roaring at each other and discussing the "mathematical relationship between five dollars and one hundred million", the London police officers guarding outside seemed to have their IQs finally on the line.

More than [-] armed and armed SWAT members rushed in, and in the blink of an eye, they took down the robber who was crying and complaining that his companion had trampled a hundred million yuan, and another robber who was crying stupidly because of his companion's math knowledge.The whole restaurant fell into silence as the police intervened, and then began to boil.

"London's law and order is really getting better and better." A middle-aged woman in a beautiful dress said sarcastically towards the people around her, and then walked out regardless of the police's obstruction.

"The 14th Precinct of the Metropolitan Police is just one street away." Another middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes talked with his companions, and then asked the chief officer of the police present to come out and give an explanation.

Rosa, wearing the blazer James had given her, sat in a chair lifted by a tall, silent man. "Are you hurt?" She pointed to Moriarty's temple.When the other party was pulled over by the robbers, she seemed to vaguely see the barrel of the gun hit the old friend's head.

"No." Moriarty smiled at the little girl beside him, and put a hand on her shoulder. "The police will ask us to make a statement, let's wait a while."

In stark contrast to this sentence is the scene of the hostages in the restaurant walking out one after another.

"That's the cabinet minister, Arthur Winster." Moriarty pointed to Rosa patiently, "He is very influential in the House of Commons. If what happened today, I'm afraid Scotland Yard will be in trouble. .” There was a hint of schadenfreude in his voice.

Rosa looked up at the man beside her, "The newspaper said that a cabinet minister had been killed in the past two days." The news spread wildly, and Rosa lived on Baker Street again. Inspector Lestrade and Sherlock and the others Rosa also heard some of the dialogue.

"Another congressman also had an accident early this morning," Moriarty added. "Now that something like this is happening in the dining room where Minister Winster is dining, Scotland Yard may have a headache and hit the wall." His leisurely voice couldn't hide the eagerness to try.

Rosa turned her gaze to Arthur Winster who had already walked to the door.A black official car stopped in front of the messy restaurant, the co-pilot got on and off alone, and respectfully opened the car door for the cabinet ministers.

Mr. Winster nodded haughtily towards the other party, then turned back and got into the car.

Rosa turned her head and looked at Moriarty next to her again.She swore she saw the cabinet minister look over the corner she was with James and nod before getting into the car.

"You know each other?" Rosa was a little strange.

"Maybe." Moriarty smiled.

Even though there were only a few guests left in the restaurant, the policemen in charge of handling the scene did not dare to ask more questions.Everyone who can dine here is either rich or expensive, and the police officers in charge of handling the scene at Scotland Yard don't want to lose their jobs for inexplicable reasons.

—Let’s leave this case to Lestrade after the on-site processing in a while.

The officer in charge thought.

Who let him climb the big tree of the two Holmes brothers?

Rosa and Moriarty were quickly questioned by the police, and then they were released immediately.

"Isn't it ironic?" Moriarty gestured to the man standing behind him to help Rosa get the backpack, "The most central area of ​​London was attacked by robbers at gunpoint, but Scotland Yard, which was supposed to maintain law and order, was afraid of offending the hostages. And hastily." He smiled sarcastically.

"It's the same everywhere." Rosa thanked the man who was obviously a bodyguard behind her, "People always have classes." The difference is just whether a person has the ability and courage to climb up, and whether he chooses the right one. out of the way.

Moriarty smiled. "I wanted to treat you to a good meal but I was interrupted by this kind of thing. I didn't greet well." He put on a posture of the host, "How about another restaurant? I know another Italian restaurant is also very good .” He patiently asked Rosa for her opinion, even though the other party’s answer had already appeared in his mind at this moment.

"No." Rosa shook her head, "Actually, I'm already full." She ate fresh fried fish nuggets bought by her father when she was leaving the house in the morning—the taste was as good as when she was a child; Sherlock was forced to contribute Two soft-boiled fried eggs; Mrs. Hudson specially made a large cup of hot cocoa for her because she was frightened, and a bag of dried fish given to her by Inspector Lestrade.

Plus just had a big Coke at McDonald's.

In fact, she was not very hungry when she was in the restaurant, but her stomach accepted it because the food was delicious.Now that she was interrupted while eating, Rosa couldn't eat anymore.

"Okay then." A black Slam slowly stopped beside them, "Get in the car, I'll be the host today." Moriarty gestured for the little girl to get in the car, "You haven't come back for 10 years, I'll take you Go around."

"Okay."

"I can't believe these pigeons are still the same." Rosa, who was robbed of the bread in her hand by the flying pigeons, clapped her hands, and then looked back at James who was standing in front of the car and hadn't come over. "It's still so fierce."

The pigeons on the square have almost changed to a new generation after 10 years, but the habit of snatching them up has been retained.While talking, Rosa saw that two other tourists were robbed of the bread they bought to feed the pigeons, and even the French fries they were holding for themselves.

"There are people feeding every day, so naturally they become more and more greedy." Moriarty signaled his bodyguards to wipe the little girl's hands with a wet towel. "Where else do you want to go?" He wanted to take Rosa to the concert, but the little girl stopped him halfway and insisted on coming down to feed the pigeons.

"Hmm...I want to go to the London Eye." Rosa deliberately mentioned a place that James would definitely not agree to go with her.

"Rosa?" Moriarty naturally knew that the little girl did it on purpose, and he didn't mind pampering his little friend before the bottom line was touched. "London Eye? Are you sure where you want to go?" He broke the appointment to feed the pigeons and could barely accompany him, but he wants to accompany a child to go to the Ferris wheel?

Moriarty refused.

"Haha, I'm just kidding." Rosa wiped her hands clean.Riding the ferris wheel James is not a good company, she should be with Bella or Peter or Harry. "I'll listen to you next."

She seemed to feel that the time had returned to 10 years ago. She was still the little girl who was not as tall as the table and was always teased as a dwarf. James was still the cold-faced and cool big brother she met in the library.

"Then let's go to the theater." The concert was late, so Moriarty simply changed the place.

……

"Baker Street, 221B", Rosa gave the address to the driver.

"How do you live there?" Moriarty asked knowingly, "You live with your father?"

"Well, I'm going to live there temporarily for about a month." Rosa fiddled with the photo she had taken with the actors backstage just now. "I'll go back to Manhattan when school starts soon." Mom didn't know what she was busy with, but she wasn't allowed to go to Washington this holiday.

"That's fine." Moriarty nodded, "I'll take you out when I have time." It's just a break from boredom.

"Aren't you busy?" Rosa put the photo into her backpack. "James, a professor of mathematics at University College London can't afford your car and expenses." She questioned the identity of her old friend for the first time today.

"I always have some investment." Moriarty calmly opened the small refrigerator in the car and poured himself a glass of wine. "Want some?" he asked knowingly.

"So your investment allows you to dine at London's most status-conscious restaurants and get you a nod from an influential cabinet minister?" Rosa fished herself a bottle of soda from the small refrigerator. "James?" It's been 10 years, what kind of person has my friend from back then become now?

"What do you want to say, Rosa?" Moriarty put down his wine glass and crossed his hands, making a gesture of listening.

"Mr. your bodyguard." Rosa tapped the partition between them and the front seat with her chin. "That's no ordinary bodyguard." Such a silent bodyguard with a faintly terrifying aura is definitely not an ordinary person.Just standing aside, the man is like a knife ready to be unsheathed at any time, or a gun that is already loaded - ready to jump out and kill people at any time.

Rosa has only seen this kind of temperament in a few people in her life——

The Ward who was carried by the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Phil Coulson, and the former Winter Soldier James Barnes who is currently in custody by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Huh?Same name?

Rosa's thoughts wandered for a while.

"What are you thinking about?" Moriarty was not surprised at all that the little girl beside him would see through his bodyguard's true colors.After all, she has been sharp since she was a child, hasn't she?

"I know someone with the same name as you." Rosa took a sip of her soda.

"The name James is indeed very common." Moriarty nodded.Doesn't the British intelligence agency have an ace agent with the same name as him?

"Professor, we're here." The driver's voice came from the car.

"I'm here." Rosa picked up her backpack and wanted to get out of the car.

"Rosa." Moriarty called to stop him.The driver and bodyguard were not ordered and did not come to open the door.

"Huh?" Rosa looked at the man beside her.

"Ten years." Moriarty reached out and took out a small velvet box from the side storage compartment. "People change." He handed the box to Rosa.

"So?" Rosa opened the box, which contained a pair of beautiful emerald earrings.

"Someone will tell you to stay away from me." Moriarty closed the velvet box in the little girl's hand, and then slowly but forcefully stuffed the thing into the other's hand, "Rosa, your guess is That's right, I'm really not a good person." Of course he could see the little girl's doubts and doubts.

"James?" The car door was opened, and Rosa was invited out of the car by the bodyguard.

"You live here, maybe we won't have a chance to see each other again." Moriarty smiled and held out his hand to Rosa, "It's a farewell gift, little girl."

"...I will remember that you are James who bought me food and took me home." Rosa reached out and shook the man.The other party's cold fingers startled her a little.

Moriarty clearly understood what the little girl in front of him hadn't said.

—until I saw you do something bad with my own eyes.

"Let's go." He waved at the bodyguard.

The door was closed.

"Professor." The bodyguard who was silent all the way asked in a low voice, "Those two people just now..." It's true that he found them, but he didn't expect those two idiots to take the professor hostage!

You two think that your life is too long, can you not implicate me! ! !

The bodyguard's heart is broken.

"Well, well done." This can be regarded as a pleasant surprise.Moriarty looked up and saw Rosa standing by the side of the road through the car window.

"Then this little mutant..." The tall man wondered why his husband was so abnormal today.

"Don't touch her," Moriarty glanced at the bodyguard beside him.Obviously it was just a light sweep without any emotion, but the tall bodyguard immediately lowered his head respectfully.

"Professor, where are we going now?" the driver asked.

"Well, go meet the Minister Winster who was almost murdered." Moriarty smiled, then raised his glass and shook it.

Innocent little girl, after he said that, is it possible for her to really set up defenses against him?

#晋江APPSummary statement: Retreat as advance, the best scheming bitch Moriarty of the year! #

Rosa stood in front of the gate with her backpack in her hand, looking at the black car going away, her heart was complicated.

She lowered her head and opened the velvet box in her hand again. The two exquisite emerald earrings were pure in color and had excellent head, which matched her eyes very well.

What the hell is James doing?

Rosa put the box into her backpack and opened the door suspiciously.Mrs. Hudson has already gone out. Detective Sherlock and her father are going to investigate the case of the murder of the congressman today. She is the only living person left in 221B.

Bad guys will never write the word "bad guy" on their faces, and by the same token, except for lunatics like Gotham's clown, they will not talk about being a bad guy and want to use a loudspeaker to spread it all over the world.

So why did James say that today?What has he done in the past 10 years?

Full of doubts, Rosa went back to the room to put away the photos, and then put the velvet box on the small cabinet beside the bed.

"Gululu, Gululu", the voice of the text message interrupted Rosa's thinking.She took the phone out of her backpack, and saw that it was a message from Wade Unreliable Bodyguard Mr. Wilson.

"Sister, sister, brother is relieved to see that you have arrived home safely! You don't know, when you were in the restaurant just now, I was so nervous that I almost peed my pants!"

Rosa imagined the scene of Wilson peeing his pants in tights.

Knock on the blackboard and wear tights!

"Humph╭(╯^╰)╮, you unreliable guy!" Rosa crackled and complained, "I'm almost dead, where are you going? You are the most handsome guy in the universe, I think you are The number one in the universe is unreliable!"

Deadpool's text message was quickly returned, "That's not it, girl! This is Iron Man's order to let you exercise. If your life is really in danger, brother, I will save you even if I risk my life, right? o(*￣3￣ )o" Deadpool didn't know where he learned to use kaomoji, "I was really nervous at that scene, you don't know, there are 100 snipers lying on the ground less than 5 meters away from me! If it wasn't for my wit, you wouldn't be able to send text messages with the wise and mighty Deadpool at this time! (～￣▽￣)～"

5 snipers? !

Rosa was taken aback.

"It's okay, girl, I'm relieved to see that you're home safely. Your brother, I'm going to find a real girl to play with now. Send me a text message when you go out, okay (づ￣3￣)づ"

Rosa held up her phone in a daze.

5 snipers?Who are you going to kill?That Minister Arthur Winston or... James?

"Rosa? Rosa, are you back?" A voice suddenly came from the living room on the second floor.

"I'm back!" Rosa swept the small velvet box into the bedside table, then ran downstairs with her mobile phone "thump, thump, thump", "Dad, Sherlock, you're back so early." She thought the two I'm going to be busy late at night.

"How did you go out today?" Watson didn't say a word about the trouble in the case. He just asked his daughter's travel plan with concern. "Did you buy anything?" He was thinking about how much he could give his daughter as pocket money with his income.

"I only bought postcards today." Rosa poured coffee for the two men, but she would never approach the refrigerator again. "I want to buy gifts for my friends slowly." The gift for my good friend Bella is the best solution, as long as I buy the latest bag and go back.She has to carefully consider the gift from everyone in the Avengers and Harry - after all, everyone treats her very well, so it's not okay to just buy something and take it back as a gift.

"It's okay, don't worry, you'll be staying here for a while anyway." Watson told Rosa to sit on the sofa.

"Hmph." Sherlock, who was completely ignored by the family drama between father and daughter, hummed impatiently.He's been having bad luck since this morning—

Started by being taught by Mrs. Hudson.

"Sherlock, is your throat uncomfortable? I have throat lozenges here." Rosa blinked her eyes, deliberately teasing the detective.She found that the other party was really like the cats adopted by the home for stray animals. They obviously cared about their sensitivity, but they wanted to pretend to be the only one in the world.

In other words, even though she has a glass heart, she still has to pretend to be a Vajra Barbie.

Hey, looking for abuse by yourself.

Rosa thought it was funny when she thought of the pitiful look of the other party when they were jointly taught by everyone this morning.

"Hmph!" Sherlock turned over on the sofa angrily, and then lay down on his head——

"You were at that restaurant today!"

He jumped up suddenly.

"What restaurant?" Rosa was taken aback by the startled detective.

"Sherlock?" Watson also looked at his friend strangely.

"Your clothes smell of that restaurant's special sauce, and the cuffs of your clothes have creases." The detective's professionalism is undeniable, "You went to the McDonald's at the crossroads with your friends this morning, You drank Coke there. Then you went to eat with your friends at the restaurant where Arthur Winston almost got into an accident today. You ate the signature dish there, and then the robbers rushed in, and you waited until The police left after taking a statement." Sherlock's beautiful eyes sparkled, "You also went to the round square to feed the pigeons, then went to see Shakespeare's play, and was sent back by car in the end!"

all hit.

Rosa almost wanted to applaud the great detective in front of her who seemed to have a psychic connection.

"Wow, you are really..." Cats need encouragement after playing games with you, otherwise they will get angry.

"Wait!" But Watson interrupted his daughter's encouragement to Jumiao, "Restaurant? The restaurant where Arthur Winster had an accident?!" As a father, Watson's focus must be the same as that of Xia Sansui. It's different, "Rosa, why didn't you say something so important to you?!" He immediately sat next to his daughter, "Are you hurt? Are you scared?" God, my daughter actually encountered that kind of scene.

"Relax Watson, you can tell by the way she looks..." The doctor stared back at the second half of Sherlock's words.

"I'm fine." Rosa laughed.Sherlock is really like a brat trying to get his parents' attention. "The police arrived in time, and no one was injured in the restaurant." As for whether those two unlucky guys who offended many powerful people will be given special care in prison, it is not certain.

Mr. Professor's Bodyguard: I will definitely take care of them.

"Is there anything unusual about Arthur Winston at that time?" Sherlock asked quickly.

She didn't even know who it was before the other party went out, okay?

Rosa rolled her eyes, "I don't know." Does it count if the other party finally nodded to James?

"Is that Mr. Winston dead too?" Rosa asked in a low voice.

"No." Watson shook his head.

"Hmph, he deserved to die." Sherlock sat on the sofa with his hands crossed. "He's obviously been targeted. It's such a coincidence that two idiots were robbed in the restaurant." Arthur Winston's escape was by no means It's as simple as luck.

"Sherlock, don't robbers have to choose a date to rob?" Watson scoffed at the conspiracy theory that his friends have repeated countless times today, "And if there is a little carelessness, everyone in the restaurant at that time may Will be blown up!" If so, Arthur Weston would not be spared.

"That's why I say the plan is clever!" Sherlock insisted.

"Aren't you guys investigating the first two murders?" Rosa was a little curious, "Sherlock, how much did Scotland Yard pay you to hire you?" It also helped her understand her father's income.

"What I want is stimulation." Sherlock sternly clarified his life ideals to the little girl in front of him who has lost money.

Lestrade, who happened to come upstairs, suddenly felt his face turn red. "We...Scotland Yard welcome... the members of the public who are interested in contributing to the case."

"Cut!" The three people in the living room expressed the same opinion together for the first time.

"Two more... Oh, no, it's a box of ice cream." Rosa thought of the refrigerator in the morning where a human head was found frozen, and immediately wisely replaced the two boxes of ice cream in her hand with one—that refrigerator she It won't work even if you kill it.

Inspector Lestrade was discussing the case with Sherlock and Dad.Although Rosa was curious about who would dare to attack the British government executives one by one, Watson did not allow his daughter, who had just grown up, to listen to these things.

Rosa, who was kicked out, held the wallet her father gave her in her hand, and planned to buy some snacks and drinks and go back to stockpile food.

She decided not to mention James' matter to others for the time being.

After shopping and carrying the shopping bag, Rosa thought that it was still early, and when she went back at this time, she thought Inspector Lestrade hadn’t left yet—hearing half of the story would torture her to death, so she obediently waited for the case to be solved Ask for details from Sherlock and Dad.

Carrying a bag full of delicious food, Rosa simply walked to the bench outside the mall and sat down.Tearing off the package of a cone, she ate ice cream while looking at the big screen standing outside the mall——

A fashion show is being broadcast live above.

Great long legs...

The short-legged Rosa kicked her high-heeled shoes, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.She was well proportioned, and her legs were not short for her height.But I can't stand her being short——

The base is too small, no matter how long the legs are, they are still short legs.

A corgi walks up to her with its little bottom twisted, and sneezes on her high heels.The grandmother who was holding Corgi hurriedly apologized to Rosa.

But the little corgi didn't seem to feel anything, it actually sat on the toe of Rosa's shoe, looking eagerly at the ice cream in her hand.

"You little greedy cat!" The old lady hurriedly apologized again, "Don't be afraid." She hurriedly pulled up her dog and apologized to Rosa on the chair.

"It's okay." Rosa likes small animals very much, and she has always been attracted to small animals. She is used to it.

At this time, a Samoyed came over.

After seeing Samoyed, the little Corgi immediately abandoned the ice cream in Rosa's hand, but turned and ran towards him.

But it's a pity that the Samoyed, who was as cold as his fur, looked down at the little corgi who was more than a head shorter than him, then turned his head and left.

Brackets, striding away.

The little Corgi stayed where he was, and there was actually a bleak atmosphere lingering around him.

Rosa silently opened her shopping bag, took a new ice cream from the box and handed it to the grandma, "Take this to eat."

Hey, it's Tianya's short legs.

Saying goodbye to the old lady who thanked her, Rosa took her bag and planned to change to a chair where the long-legged models could not be seen.It was almost dusk at this time, and the number of people in front of the mall gradually increased.

"what!"

"Look!"

Suddenly there were a few calls from the crowd, and immediately after, Rosa turned her head to look to the side, and saw a pair of long legs in light green pants.

Someone actually stood on the back of her chair.

The tall man has half-length hair and an intoxicated expression. "Ah, stupid atrium people..." A familiar tone, a familiar formula.

Rosa raised her head slowly, almost twisting her neck to see the face of the lover.

It's Loki.

"Atrium man", the second prince of Asgard held a cane in one hand, and then pointed at Rosa, "You little atrium man, still don't kneel?!"

He held his head high.

Rosa used her hands to snap back the almost twisted neck.

Visual art is really a very important science. Sometimes the changes in positions, color combinations, and different angles will present completely different pictures in front of people.

From Rosa's point of view, Rocky, who wears well-tailored clothes, has a good body proportion, a perfect concave shape, and a high position, is simply handsome.

To put it bluntly, it is called legs from the neck down.

"Atrium people, kneel down." Loki looked down at Rosa.

Bearing it again and again, Rosa finally couldn't hold back as a little short-legged blurt out——

"Is it bad to live?"

The author has something to say: Don't underestimate the anger of a little short leg!

Thank you Yan Ruoxi, Yu Qinglan, I can’t find a book to collapse, Little Bear, Sweet Dream, Cha Mi’s Land, Thunder, thank you Jing Xingxing for the rocket, cannon, memoda (づ￣3￣)づ

Yesterday I received a lot of nutrient solutions, I am so happy, I go around~~ If the list is too long, it will affect everyone’s reading of the text, so I don’t thank you in advance, but I have a good look at the list, love you, give me a big kiss!