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"what is this?"

The screen turns off and the screen returns to pitch black.Jarvis's voice rang out: "Live news, sir, there was this explosion in Yorkshire an hour ago, which destroyed an old apartment building that was empty."

"...Jarvis, next time I ask you a question, don't just say half of it." Tony breathed a sigh of relief, "What happened to those bodies that were carried out?"

"This apartment actually belonged to a local gang, and it was used by some of their members for temporary settlement and assembly. Before the explosion, everyone had been evacuated, the corpse was played by some extras, and the news was paid off by reporters and TV stations. It's played out in this format - and it's Mr Moriarty who's behind it all. He seems to be trying to get someone's attention in this way."

"It's Sherlock Holmes again." Tony muttered to himself, stretching his shoulders, "—how far is the data progress, Jarvis?"

"40.00% three." Jarvis said, "Are you really going to trust Mr. Moriarty? With all due respect, he doesn't seem like the type you're used to trusting."

"—and he's pretty much the kind of person I usually beat, right?" Tony said in a daze. "We should stand on the opposite side, after all, he's—well, a cancer of society. But I'm still There's no way to put on my steel suit, I don't know if you get the feeling, Jarvis, not because I've developed some kind of affection for him, but because—I've never met anyone like him .I don't know what to do with him yet."

"I—I'd still recommend that you get a psychological evaluation as soon as possible, sir." Jarvis said, "This has already offset my modeling of your data..."

"I will do it." Tony frowned slightly, "—but sometimes it is not necessary to use data to decide everything. Isn't it that I who provided these data in the past and I who make decisions now are not the same person? Even if there is no past Memory, I'm still Tony Stark."

"—hope you're right, sir. But aren't you going to get your memories back?"

"At least until I figure out why I blocked them, Jarvis."

"Perhaps you are only on the defensive, sir. You are aware of the danger of these crystals, and the effect those memories may have on them..."

"—I'll bring it up after I'm done with the surgery." Tony didn't want to mention it, and said, "Write it down and put it on my schedule. Is there any problem that needs to be solved? No—don't ask questions, I also want to enjoy some quiet time for a while. I am really tired of stealing you out. Find something to relax me."

"...There is one, sir." Jarvis paused for two seconds, and said, "Mr. Moriarty is sending out an order. He is asking a man named Gemu to enter London and have a security guard for him to keep Quiet'."

Tony clapped his hands together, a thoughtful smile on his face.

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"——Thomas, I thought you should understand my temper the most." Moriarty played with a pen and said darkly, "We have known each other for almost 20 years, and you have always been there for me Taking care of those criminal businesses... I trust your ability and hand over the most valuable income to you, but now you tell me that we are about to lose the biggest account this year?"

"But I don't think it's that hard to fix, Jim," said a man sitting in a chair to the left of the desk, softly.He is tall and thin, with thick hair, wearing a pair of scholarly glasses, and his slender fingers rest like spiders on the back of his pale hand. "We found the problem in time, so we had plenty of time to solve it—just Like before, one bullet, one killer and that security guard can shut up forever, and until we get that £3000 million, no one will know the mysteries in the painting anymore."

"I don't want to kill people right now, Thomas." Moriarty threw his pen on the table and leaned back in his chair. "Try to make him learn to shut up and forget about his discovery. You can give him a small sum of money." money, threaten him with his family..."

"Alec Woolbridge has no family, he is single, his interpersonal situation is simple, his only hobby is stargazing, and it is precisely because of this hobby that he found something wrong in the painting." Thomas said, "I'm afraid he doesn't Will be interested in hush money, as far as I know, he has told the matter to a university professor, but the other party did not believe him for the time being."

A half-smile appeared on Moriarty's face: "Why do I feel that you are forcing me to make the decision to kill, Thomas?"

"—Because this is the most correct decision, and it is also the decision you will make in the past." Thomas stared into his eyes tightly, "Do you remember your identity as a criminal consultant, Jim? Or did you start Becoming a good guy? For that American boy who fell from the sky?"

Moriarty raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at his chief financial officer: "You think I've changed?"

"Without a doubt," Thomas said, "you've become indecisive. Look at what you've done lately—that old woman who was supposed to be dead, that apartment that was blown up—you hired a bunch of Actors to accomplish these things? Obviously only the real dead are the best actors! The Jim I know, since he was a teenager, can use an empty package to make a family of six kill each other, the prime target of revenge You are still in the felon prison until now, and look at you now—why do you not want to kill people?"

"—Because I can achieve what I want without this kind of means." Moriarty said softly, "I don't know that in your eyes, I am a bloodthirsty butcher who can only use violence to solve everything? You should be glad you've known me for 20 years, Thomas, or I'd knock your teeth out one by one and throw them into the pebbles in the fish tank."

Thomas stared at him for a while: "So, if it is necessary to kill someone, you will kill him?"

"Why not?" Moriarty knocked on the armrest, and said impatiently, "But I don't want to kill people now, I hope you can remember—find Gemu, scare him, what should you do next? Clear."

Thomas took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and bowed: "I will remember."

The door is closed.

-

"...Sir, I don't think you are suitable for..."

"Great fit." Tony put the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and pressed a button on the frame, "—Can you project something for me, Jarvis?—Thanks."

A three-dimensional structure diagram of a wrench appeared in Tony's field of vision, and Tony whistled: "It's like going back to the original era."

"Sir, I still suggest that you—"

"How far along, Jarvis?"

The voice paused helplessly: "One hundred percent."

"Very good, so that you can provide me with the necessary assistance." Tony tried the weight of the backpack, put on his coat, bent over to tie his shoelaces, "Now tell me where Gemu is."

"Gem has entered London and is approaching the target."

"Where's Jim?"

"—the light in the bedroom has gone out, perhaps he is asleep. A few hours ago he sent a picture to Sherlock Holmes' mobile phone of the sandy beach on the south bank of the Thames."

Tony straightened his waist: "A big guy who is good at killing opponents with his bare hands, a security guard on the night shift... Throwing things into the water is indeed a good idea. According to the high tide time of the Thames and the passing time of the security guard, this place will definitely It's where the clues will appear tomorrow... No, it's not a kidnapping case, that painting is too valuable, what he wants is to shut up the security guard. Is that trying to mislead Holmes that this is a murder case?"

He shrugged and said to himself: "Anyway, it's always good to expose a scam—Jarvis, have I ever collected such valuable paintings before?"

"You're going to have some pictures that are going up, sir," replied Jarvis. "Before the invention of the steel coat, after all, you had nothing to spend your money on."

"Nonsense, I still do charity and give gifts to women." Tony retorted casually and stood at the door. "Can we go out now?"

"The travel vehicle has been prepared for you. I wish you a pleasant trip."

Wearing a low-key tracksuit and carrying a rucksack, Tony pressed the brim of his hat and walked out of the building.An unremarkable car was parked at the door of the building, with the engine still on.Tony opened the car door naturally and sat in.He left the manor smoothly and started driving towards London.Jarvis has already projected a map on the glasses, a red dot representing the killer Gemu is gradually approaching the green dot representing the security guard Alex.

"Calculate the optimal route, Jarvis." Tony took off his glasses. "You direct the navigation—this thing makes me dizzy. I really should improve the screen."

Rock and roll was played on the stereo, and Tony swayed gently to the tune, and quickly drove into the deserted street.

London was very quiet after two o'clock in the morning, and Tony could let himself go and drive a little faster.Alex had just left the house, and Gemu was waiting by the river bank he had to pass... Tony estimated the distance, parked the car a few hundred meters away, took out the electric baton and drug spray from his backpack, quietly waiting.

A few minutes later, Alex, the security guard of the museum, walked past his car.After he walked tens of meters, Tony opened the car door and followed him quietly.

His plan was simple, it would be a trick, a little prank on Moriarty.When Gemu was about to take the hostage, he stunned the killer from behind, snatched the hostage, and let him go to the police... Imagine Moriarty's expression after learning all this, Tony felt that he really had a lot of trouble There are sufficient reasons to play the role of an unnamed justice messenger who does good deeds in this matter.

"—there is a car approaching, sir," reminded Jarvis. "This car haunted the estate yesterday afternoon. There were three persons in it, one of whom was Thomas Higgins, aged forty-one, mo A close friend and subordinate of Mr. Riati, who works as a mathematics teacher in a primary school in London. They have entered a monitoring blind spot, sir."

"Time's enough, Jarvis," Tony whispered, watching Alex approach the grove where Gemu hid, ready to approach at any moment, "As soon as I've got it you make some noise and we'll have time to dance." Escape into the river...!?"

A black figure suddenly jumped out of the bushes, and Alex only had time to utter a cry of surprise before he was grabbed by the neck and lifted up in the air.The man standing up from the bushes with his back to Tony was almost as tall as a one-story house. He seemed to be treating a chicken waiting to be slaughtered. He grabbed Alex's neck with his right hand and lifted it up, while his left hand just tapped on his neck. Knock, and the security guard passed out without saying a word.

The giant let go, and Alex fell limply to the ground.Tony gripped the electric prod tightly, and was in a dilemma for a while.He knew that Gemu was tall and difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect Gemu to be so tall... With his current physique dozens of times higher than ordinary people, it is not a problem to deal with Gemu, but his physique is not weak Alex was knocked unconscious almost before he had time to resist, and Gemu's strength can be seen... and he didn't have much time to fight with Gemu. Human hours also seemed a bit insufficient.If the hostage-taking took too long, his anomaly might be discovered by the people in that car...

After thinking about it for two seconds, Tony decided to stop.He needs to minimize his influence on the world, so he will not be able to be discovered by more people...

The car lights came on.Tony leaned against a big tree and moved slowly with the shadows.Leaning behind the tree, he turned his head slightly, and saw a slender man get out of the car and walked up to Gemu: "It seems that you have done a good job?"

Gemu said hoarsely: "I only hope to get the promised reward."

"——now you have it." Thomas held a card in his finger and handed it to Gemu, "I don't think you mind if I handle the hostages?"

Gemu didn't move: "I thought the reward was still the same as before, Mr. Moriarty paid me personally?"

"Oh...it's a little different this time. I doubled it, so shut up." Thomas smiled and handed the card forward again, "Do you agree to the transaction?"

Gemu hesitated for a moment, then took the card.Thomas squatted down next to the security guard, as if observing the strangle marks on his neck, with satisfaction in his tone: "It seems that he is completely unconscious."

He lightly poked the security guard's forehead, and there was an extra pistol in his left hand.Before Tony could react, the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the security guard's forehead.The crisp gunfire sounded, Tony's heart tightened, and he clenched his fists involuntarily.

"You did a good job, Gemu." Thomas smiled and stood up. "I will report your results. Throw him into the water, and you can go home."

He stepped over the security guard's bleeding head and walked slowly past Gemu.Suddenly he raised his pistol, pointed at the tree where Tony was hiding, and pulled the trigger continuously.