[Zhongyingmei] Love wife crazy demon

Moriarty bought a new and luxuriously furnished villa on Kennington Gardens Road.In mid-April, the villa was remodeled and he and Tony moved in.

The term "renovation" above refers to redecoration according to personal living habits.To be more precise, it is based on Tony's living habits... The villa is full of electronic eyes, robots with complete functions, and an artificial intelligence living in at the same time, which completely replaces the role that human beings can play, and makes life easier. more convenient and comfortable.When Moran visited here for the first time, he almost wanted to stay here forever—even though his home was in another villa tens of meters away.

Tony didn't use any technology beyond this world's technological level in these transformations, but even so, the results were quite amazing.What surprised Moriarty the most was Jarvis. It—or "he", apart from being incorporeal, was almost like a real human being, with its own thinking ability and even emotion.He would even occasionally refute Tony's opinions, like a perfect butler who has taken care of his master since he was a child.The only fly in the ointment was that, when facing Moriarty, Jarvis was always polite and alienated invisibly.

At the beginning, Moriarty thought that as long as the master is dealt with, can an artificial intelligence that obeys the three laws of robots still turn the world upside down? ...but he soon had a chance to realize his mistake.On the night of moving in, Moriarty walked into the bedroom after taking a shower and was about to go to bed when he suddenly heard Jarvis's voice: "The bedroom next door is equally comfortable, and the indoor temperature has been adjusted to suit you better. The temperature is 75 degrees Fahrenheit and the air humidity is 45% RH. Linen sheets and slow rebound memory pillows have been prepared for you. Personal preferences have been recommended. For the sake of privacy for you and Mr. Stark, I suggest you go to the next bedroom within 5 minutes."

Moriarty: "...???"

"Wait, isn't this a bit unfair?" Tony, who was reading a book, looked up and looked around the bedroom in surprise, "Why don't I have fragrance?"

"I think natural synthetic smells are more beneficial than man-made ones. Considering your sleeping habits, I made some suggestions when decorating this bedroom. Fir, pine and mint will make your mood more comfortable." Jia Wes's voice was still serious, but it was obviously different from when he spoke to Moriarty.

Tony no longer had any objections, and concentrated on reading the book again.Moriarty: "...Tony?"

"——If you are worried about falling asleep, according to your past behavior analysis, I think you are very likely to suffer from skin hunger and thirst. There are also simulated dolls for you in the next bedroom, which are made of environmentally friendly and odorless plastic materials. The design, temperature and feel are all close to real people, and it is a sleep companion specially made for you." Jarvis said calmly, "It is 35:[-] in the evening, Mr. Moriarty, are you ready to go to your own Is it the bedroom?"

Moriarty: "..."

Tony looked up again and looked at Moriarty in surprise: "You haven't left yet?"

"..." Moriarty wrapped himself in a towel silently, and opened the door of the next bedroom.

——Comfortable temperature and air, warm yellow lighting, both color matching and decoration are in line with Moriarty's aesthetic preferences, except for one point.

Staring at the "Marilyn Monroe" in a bikini and posing in a seductive pose on the bed for a full minute, Moriarty turned around and walked into Tony's bedroom without saying a word, and took the gun from Tony's hand. Book, pressing him on the table is a wild kiss.

...The next morning, Moriarty received Moran in the study with blue eyes.

Moran almost remembered the consequences of his talking last time, pretending not to see Moriarty's injury: "...that woman asked to see you, Boss. She insisted on having an interview with you..."

"No." Moriarty said bluntly, "I don't have time to play games with the little girl, let her put out her chips... Wow." He suddenly raised his head and looked at Moran, " You dated her?"

"Me? No." Moran denied it flatly. "You don't know that woman's reputation in the circle. Getting involved with her is equivalent to being involved in a scandal. I don't want to see negative news about myself or some secrets one day." Being hung on the news headlines of the website..."

Moriarty just looked at him with a half-smile, and Moran's voice became smaller and smaller.Finally, after looking at each other silently, Moran nodded reluctantly: "...That's right, but how did you know?"

"You really should have changed your clothes before you came to see me." Moriarty narrowed his eyes, "I can guess it from your youthful appearance. Look at your shirt buttons, unbutton three, You remember to wipe the buttons, but the buttonholes are covered with tooth marks and saliva, and the inside of the collar is stained with lipstick. You have smoked the clothes, but the smell of Siberian cedar is mixed with women's perfume, which is not strong. There is a half square printed on the side of the leather shoes Huiji, you sit on the chair and let her sit on your lap and use her teeth to undo the third button. Are you happy flirting? Tell me, how much valuable information has she taken from you?"

Moran: "...Boss..."

"It looks like our girl is in a hurry." Moriarty crossed his fingers and folded his legs, "Let her in, and stop studying that robot dog outside the fence."

"..." Moran took out his cell phone and made a call. After 10 minutes, a woman walked in.

She is not tall, a little slender, wearing a one-shoulder black skirt and lace gloves.No matter the hairstyle, makeup or the pair of red-soled stiletto black leather shoes, they all have a strong personal style, and all these have become the foil of her powerful aura, making people unable to restrain their attention from betting on her body, for a long time cannot be removed.

Moriarty stared at her for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to signal: "Irene Adler? Please sit down. Should I reward you for your cleverness?"

"Oh... I'm here to ask for help, Mr. Moriarty." Irene sat down on the sofa with a calm smile on her face, "You must already know why I'm here."

Moriarty shook the chair lightly: "Half a month ago you called me to try to get my attention; a week ago you sent me another email, saying that you were as pitiful as Rapunzel ;Today you seduced my capable man again, claiming that you came to ask me for help... Is that why you want to see Jim Moriarty's criminal talents?"

"You said you were going to peel off my skin to make shoes, and I've waited for a long time." Irene leaned forward slightly, her expression unchanged, "You're right, I really lack experience in dealing with people like you... ...but all experience can be gained somehow, can't it?"

Moriarty twitched his lips in disbelief.

"I had to try to get your attention, when I realized that I seemed to have a secret that was more dangerous than it's worth." Irene sat back again, her back straightened, "I've heard from others that You are famous, and I have many friends who admire your criminal talents. But please forgive me for being cautious, it is related to my wealth and life, and I really dare not take it lightly."

"I guess what you want to talk to me is definitely not some dignitary scandal or the Queen's new decision." Moriarty narrowed his eyes, "Why don't you continue to maintain a relationship with that princess? The affirmation you got from her More than a photo or two or a word about me. Isn't this amulet enough? What important secret do you hold?"

"—it is about the life and death of the British people." The smile on Irene's face widened instead, her voice was hoarse and deep, "There is also a scandal that can change international power. I guess the former is not more interesting to you than the latter, Both are equally dangerous to me. If the news gets out, I may not live for half a year. There will definitely be many people vying to kill me... British, American, Middle Eastern. "

Moran looked at Irene in surprise, with a look of surprise on her face, obviously not knowing that she was going to talk about this.Moriarty gave a slight exclamation, and tapped his fingers on the back of his hand: "But you only know that this is a dangerous secret, but you don't know the details of the secret, right?"

"—a string of passwords, plus a few vague words." Irene said, "I don't want to be thought that I have unlocked the content of the password, so I can't sell it. But someone already knows the password in my hands , sooner or later they will come to my door to attack me in order to keep the secret."

"So you found me."

"We can each get what we need." Irene stared at Moriarty, her tone seemed to be tempting, "I don't need that secret that will bring me death, I just want to save my life, and then Get what you deserve with the rest of the information you have... but you'll need it."

"But how can I be sure that what you have in your hand is real?"

"—It's not hard for you to confirm. The information came from a Ministry of Defense official. He has a special penchant and loves to show off. He told me that there was an email that could save the world, and he showed it to I... But he didn't know that I took a picture of the email. My request is not high, as long as you can promise, I will give you the password."

Moriarty stared at her for two seconds, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Not interested. I'm not a good person who loves peace, Miss Adler. Find someone to unlock the code and sell it to a newspaper office. Post it online, do whatever you want—if things get serious, your highness the princess can always provide a gold medal for avoiding death."

"But they can't solve it." Irene said, "I have looked for the best cryptography expert in the UK, but I have no clue. I can't just let it cause me to be killed..."

She suddenly stopped, looked at Moriarty, and slowly put a smile on her face: "Do you think that is just a means to get your attention? The British government will not allow a cancerous tumor to die Staying in their heartland like this, Mycroft Holmes' proposal to lay hands on you has been voted upon... Guess when this happened?"

...Mycroft...

Moriarty looked at her thoughtfully.He read the information he wanted from this charming woman, and smiled slowly.

"I have a good idea." He said briskly, "Are you interested in playing a game?"