[Zhongyingmei] Love wife crazy demon

Tony Stark probably didn't understand what his nod meant, but Moriarty didn't have the extra kindness to remind him.Didn't he remind him enough?He has been advising Tony on the risks left behind, what he needs to pay, and even told him his real occupation... The boy also bumped into him stupidly, which is in line with the fearless spirit that Americans have always advertised.

And Tony's question was indeed on point... Moriarty really didn't know why he wanted to keep Tony, but he only needed to know that he wanted to.

Do whatever you want, and you can do whatever you want. This has nothing to do with any creed in life, it's just Moriarty's pride as a genius.

Tony was uneasy for a while, probably because of Moriarty's sudden kiss.He followed Moriarty up the stairs, hesitated for a while, and said, "Can... show me around here?"

A dilapidated apartment, the usable space from top to bottom does not exceed [-] square meters, what is there to visit?Moriarty took a look at Tony and nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, do you want to take a look at the bedroom first?"

"...Okay." Tony murmured, his eyes wandering, "It doesn't look like there are two bedrooms here?"

"There's only one room, but it's quite spacious, thirty square meters." Moriarty said as he opened the bedroom door. "There's only one bed, two meters wide."

Tony walked in unnaturally, and tried to sit down: "...the mattress is good."

"I'll have someone replace it." Moriarty raised his eyebrows, "Do you mind sharing a bed with me?"

"I don't seem to have a second bed to choose from." Tony sat on the edge of the bed and raised his head, the dim light shone on his face, making his outline extraordinarily soft and his eyes extraordinarily bright, "Is it better than sleeping on the sofa? But I would venture to ask, since you are a... um, Boss, why don't you make your living conditions better? Although I understand that sometimes it is for the sake of camouflage, but... it is impossible for someone to sneak into your home, right?"

Moriarty suddenly showed him a malicious smile: "Tony, you are a playboy, right?"

Tony looked at him in surprise: "... yes."

"Then you must be very good at dealing with women, right?" Moriarty sat down beside him, hugged his shoulders, and said very kindly, "Look, I took you in and divided my bed in half Sleeping with you... you wouldn't mind doing me a little favor with something, would you?"

"Yeah, there seems to be nothing wrong, but I remember I paid for my steel suit, and you just admitted that you are a crime boss..." Tony looked at him suspiciously, "What are you trying to do?"

"I don't commit crimes, I'm just a consultant, to provide some effective help to those who feel lost." Moriarty coaxed, "Tony, if you say you are a genius, then you should understand that geniuses have How lonely... In this world, there are not many people who can compete with me in brains. I have to find ways to find some fun for myself, so as not to be bored to death. It just so happens that I have found someone who is almost equal to me... ...You said, should I think of a way to fight him?"

"..." Tony looked at Moriarty without blinking, his expression suddenly became a little weird.He stroked his hair randomly with his fingers: "...I don't know, but it's very difficult to find someone as smart as myself... You have to have the same thinking speed, the same knowledge reserve, no matter wisdom or action Ability must be equal...well, I mean, if there is such an opportunity...I think it should be tried."

"But it's not easy to meet him. I have to find a reasonable opportunity." Moriarty continued to persuade, "and the only way I know of to meet him face to face is through a girl. I came to London, disguised as A programmer, applying for a job at a hospital, just for that, but I'm not sociable, I don't know how to get to know her at all...Can you help me, Tony?"

He looked at Tony, but Tony seemed to be in a daze. It took two seconds before he pointed at himself in disbelief: "...You asked me to help you seduce a girl!?"

"Tony, I just wanted to get to know her purposefully, and I didn't think about what to do." Moriarty frowned slightly, and corrected him, "Besides, if it wasn't like this, I can't think of how we could get to know each other. He is much more withdrawn than me, and he cannot be contacted by normal means..."

"Aren't you a crime consultant?" Tony asked rhetorically, seeming to laugh, "You—you said you were a genius, you said you were evenly matched—you called him withdrawn, and I thought you'd be attracted to each other That’s right, I mean—why can’t you think of a way to get in touch with him normally? Leave a message on his blog and tell him what you think, isn’t that enough?”

"We're both really interested in each other, because he's the only consulting detective in the world, and I happen to be the only consulting criminal in the world," Moriarty said sternly, "but stop him from being like me." The only reason is that he is interested in crime, he is eager to solve the cases that have many mysteries, other than that, he doesn't care about anything, he has almost no friends, and he is not the kind who will offer help when others need it. Man... do you know what a high functioning sociopath is? That's what he is. If I don't go out and befriend that girl, I'll just commit a crime to get his attention... Is that what you want it to be?"

Tony stood up and said stiffly: "I don't want to, but I don't believe that you can't think of anything."

"—Or I have to give up my current identity and compete with him in intelligence in the way of a detective." Moriarty looked directly at Tony, with an aggressive tone, "I have been consulting criminals for more than 20 years, Tony—do you think anyone would let me go if I wanted to quit?"

"If you want to, you can't do it!" Tony raised his voice, eyes full of anger, "You're a genius, you're ahead of them all, you're the only consulting criminal in the world, you can do what no one else can things—then you don't have to listen to any dissenting voices, because you know you're doing the right thing, and you're following your own will!"

His face was flushed with anger, and his eyes were extremely bright.However, this expression only appeared for a short moment. Before Moriarty could react from his absence, Tony calmed down: "...Sorry, I was a little too excited. I—— this may have something to do with my past , maybe I've been faced with such a choice or something...but I'm never going to help you with it, Jim, never."

He finished speaking hastily and left the bedroom.

Moriarty fell back on the bed, looked at the battered ceiling, and laughed.

"Wow……"

-

Mr. Sebastian Moran, a member of the House of Lords, has just finished a party and is staggering towards his car with his girlfriend in his arms.In the process, his cell phone rang.Moran motioned for his female companion to help him take the phone out of his trouser pocket, and played a trick by the way.The female companion glared at him angrily, connected the phone, and put the phone next to Moran's ear.

"No matter who you are, Mr. Moran is busy now..." Moran said lazily, falling into the back seat, "If there is nothing particularly important, please call after three o'clock tomorrow afternoon... kiss me , baby..."

He flirtatiously attacked his girlfriend's lips, but heard a familiar voice on the phone: "If you dare to hang up the phone, I will send you to South America to mate with a female orangutan within three days. Sebas."

Moran was shocked, and pushed his female companion down casually. While ordering the driver to drive immediately, while sitting upright, he said nervously: "...Boss?"

"Give me a computer and a mobile phone, and get an American passport. The photos and information are in your mailbox." Moriarty leaned on the bed and said lazily, "If the Black Lotus Gang makes another plea, let the good The leader will contact you directly... It is still the old way, I will give you temporary permission. If everything goes well, you don’t need to report to me, and arrange for them to enter the country.”

Moran agreed, and asked again: "Boss, I checked the satellite image data, but the strange thing is, from the monitoring to the satellite, there is nothing about the armor..."

"—I erased it." Moriarty raised his eyebrows slightly and pressed Enter.A virus was sent via the Internet to the devices of those who took the photos, and soon, everything about that armor would disappear from ordinary people's sight.

"..." Moran choked, "Boss, can I borrow it for a while? I promise I just want to make a model similar to it...it looks so cool..."

"No." Moriarty said succinctly, "Get Ivanov's group of people and arrange them in our newly built laboratory... Then, arrange the relationship. I will be in Paris tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Ci hospital uses some of the equipment."

He hung up the phone and threw the phone on the quilt.Tony happened to walk in the door with half-dried hair, and looked at Moriarty suspiciously: "Tomorrow—do you have any special arrangements?"

"Tomorrow morning, you and I will go to Barts Hospital, and we must examine your body and find out what has changed in it." Moriarty said, glancing at his chest, "—when you bathed , won't this thing short circuit?"

"This is already included in its design." Tony shrugged, but his expression didn't mean to relax. After going to bed, he took up half of the bed, took a breath, raised his hand and turned off the desk lamp: "No mobile phone—— No internet - no entertainment - you don't mind if I go to bed early, do you?"

Moriarty was quiet for a few seconds: "...Tony."

"uh-huh?"

"You questioned why I was so introverted, and the decision I made didn't match my mind, maybe I should tell you the truth..." Moriarty said quietly, "I'm gay."

"..."

Tony fell off the bed in horror.

Moriarty laughed wildly from the bedroom.