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Tony's expression suddenly became weird.He leaned back against the edge of the table, his eyes swept over Moriarty, and considered his words: "Uh... very good, it would be great if it could be...you know, that's exactly what I want What's important is to minimize the connection with this world, especially when it comes to things that may have a major impact..."

Moriarty narrowed his eyes slowly, with a half-smile: "Tony?"

"...But it's surprising that you know how to operate. I thought you were just doing mental work." Tony tried his best to put on a sincere look, looking into Moriarty's eyes, " It seems that we have reached an agreement on this issue? Very good, I think it is best to make some preparations first, so that I can start when I have definite data..."

Moriarty stared at Tony for a while, then smiled slowly: "Tony, are you sure this is what you really think?"

Tony was categorical: "Of course! - Don't worry, Jim, I will never combine the two with surgery just because you are a high-intelligence criminal and a murderer - absolutely."

They looked at each other for two seconds, and Moriarty said, "I never kill with my own hands."

Tony looked left and right: "I'm not saying I doubt it."

Moriarty put his hands on Tony's shoulders, stared at him slowly approaching, then suddenly turned his head, stuck out his tongue and licked the base of his ear: "Really? ... But the guilty conscience on your face It's so thick that it's almost melting—"

"... Moriarty!"

Tony gasped, and pushed him away with a black face: "I warned you—"

Moriarty took a step back and raised his hands: "Well, I haven't studied any medical skills. But you should be very clear that for people like us, it is very easy to master a new knowledge, let alone I have With two steady hands and a calm enough brain... it would not be a wrong choice to entrust your life to me."

"I really think it's a wrong choice now." Tony said sarcastically, "And you and I know what it means to have a successful operation—do you really want me to leave this world?"

Moriarty shrugged: "You can try."

"Answer me." Tony said coldly, "Stop this kind of boring temptation, I know very well that I like women. Before you put a knife in my chest, can we have a frank talk , removing all uncertainties?"

"Then do you hope that I love you so much that I am willing to sacrifice my humble love for you, and send you away without asking for anything like a saint, or do you hope that I don't want you to leave this world at all, and I am preparing to give up after you reject me?" How about stabbing your heart with a knife on the operating table?" Moriarty looked directly at him and said softly, "You know what the answer is, but you think I'm probing—what do you think I'm probing? It seems I have said from the very beginning that I took you in for a purpose... If you insist that my actions are temptations, then you can think that I am testing whether you will tolerate my pursuit."

Tony turned his head away irritably: "I just hope you can stop this senseless harassment."

Moriarty looked at him quietly for a while, then turned sideways: "Now, do you want to go to a suitable place to talk about those mutated shrapnel?"

-

Knowing Tony's progress, Moriarty realized that he had to hurry up to master the knowledge.They spent two hours discussing every detail needed for the operation. Tony suggested that a [-]D projection exploded view could be made for Moriarty to refer to the specific process, but at the same time, he still needed a certain amount of practice. ...So after coming out of Tony's laboratory, Moriarty called his number one thug, and asked him to get a batch of corpses to practice as soon as possible.

Moran: "...???"

It was the murder of the mistress by the manservant that Moriarty had chosen today, out of some wicked taste.Considering that the timing was about the same, Moriarty decided to reveal more details about himself to Sherlock in this case, and the old woman that Moran mistakenly tied up yesterday came in handy.

Moran: "...Boss, I have a question. How can you be sure that Sherlock will solve this case within twelve hours?"

Moriarty: "...when did you start calling him Sherlock?"

"...that's not the point!" Moran said, "don't you feel like you're kind of...well, I'm not accusing you, but you don't feel like, kind of, sorry Tony?"

Moriarty: "...What the hell are you trying to say?"

"I mean, you have to choose between first love and true love, right?" Moran said cautiously, "You see, the first encounter between you and Sherlock was when you were a teenager. This kind of memory is very good. I understand, first love always It can make people never forget... But Tony is also different to you. I have known you for so many years, and I have seen you make so many exceptions for two people. One is Sherlock and the other is Tony... I know that men always have a bad nature, but don't you feel that you are having sex with your true love while having sex with your first love at the same time..."

"..." Moriarty's forehead burst into blue veins: "If you can't learn how to use human language correctly in front of me, I don't mind cutting off your tongue and feeding it to the orangutans."

"..." Moran was silent for two seconds, and said bitterly: "But you will have problems sooner or later, Boss."

Moriarty threw the phone into the flowerbed.

Then his backup phone rang.This time Moran learned his lesson, and said the business right from the start: "If Holmes really solved the case, and the old lady really told him the characteristics of your voice, should we 'ask her to be quiet' or' Ask her to be silent forever'?"

"No need, just create an illusion of death." Moriarty said, "I don't want to kill anyone right now. Once she gives a clue, the sniper will blow up her phone——I think you should be more accurate on this point." Is there any?"

"Then go blow up an apartment with a gas explosion?"

"Yes. Invite more unfamiliar group performers. I want the news to be more brutal, so that he can realize what kind of opponent he is facing."

"No problem." Moran agreed, paused, and then said, "Actually, I still have a question..."

Moriarty's eyebrows twitched again.

"How are you sure that the old woman will definitely tell you the characteristics of your voice? I know that she has limited mobility, is blind, and is a lonely old man with nothing to worry about. It is very normal for her to make such a choice when time is short. , but what if she didn't say it? What if she didn't follow the routine? What about the sniper? Are we going to blow up the apartment? We..."

"I pay you 600 million pounds a year to worry about these things!!! Idiot!!!" Moriarty yelled, "If you bother me with these problems again, I'll peel your skin off to make shoes!! !"

——He threw away the cell phone, and fiercely sliced ​​into the belly of the corpse.

-

Tony turned off the lights in the lab, sat on the high chair, and rubbed his forehead wearily.He took a few sips of his cold coffee and put his right hand into his pocket.There was a small chip lying in his pocket, he hesitated for a few seconds, took it out, and inserted it into a small slot on the table.

A buzzing sound suddenly resounded in the laboratory, as if something was spinning rapidly, gradually getting faster and faster... and then slowly leveled off, almost silent.After about 5 minutes, the lights in the laboratory suddenly turned on.The light was bright but not dazzling. Tony looked around and asked tentatively, "Hello?"

"Good evening, sir. It is 2010:4 pm on April 1, 8. The weather in London is fine, the temperature is 05 degrees Fahrenheit, and the indoor temperature is 47 degrees Fahrenheit. The sky is clear tonight, suitable for stargazing, and you can enjoy the beauty of the Beehive cluster. A male voice with a standard accent sounded, "I noticed that there are nineteen cameras monitoring this room, do I need to close them and clear the monitoring data?"

"Of course. No, plant a Trojan horse program, and let them be automatically destroyed if someone opens it." Tony said, "Can you... tell me about yourself first? As you can see, I have amnesia, and I have forgotten everyone name."

After a slight delay, the voice sounded softly: "As you wish, sir. But I'm just a pretty smart intelligent system."

Tony laughed slowly: "...Jarvis."

"Nice to see you again, sir."