[Zhongyingmei] Love wife crazy demon

Sir Sebastian Moran, who has been on the battlefield, carried guns, experienced the most tragic battles, and harvested the lives of countless people with his own hands. Coupled with his special status, he thinks he is a great man The scene is in front of him, and he will not be moved by it.But he didn't expect that he would experience such an incident in his lifetime. The armor controlled by AI shot up into the sky from a huge explosion, and soared to hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye. moving forward.

Although his body was not affected by the explosion and flight, his brain was not congested, and his vision did not become blurred, the feeling of not being able to control his body still made Moran panic.There was only the scene on the ground flying by in the window, and he couldn't even turn his head to look at the figure of Tony next to him... Moran's mouth was dry, and he couldn't help but ask, "Jarvis?"

"I advise you not to move around, Mr. Moran. Every extra movement of yours may make my operation go wrong." Jarvis's voice sounded coldly.

"...You make me feel like AI has finally betrayed the Three Laws and controlled humans." Moran's voice fluttered, "Don't we have to worry about being discovered by flying at low altitude like this?"

"——Mr. Stark has already installed a stealth system on the steel coat, and there is no need for your worries..."

"--What?" Moran grasped the key point keenly, and said in surprise, "But didn't he say that all the key parts have been removed?"

"I mean weapons, miniature armor-piercing projectiles, heavy missiles, air-to-air miniature missiles... and so on." Tony's voice rang in Moran's ear, "Other systems are still intact. We can just So fly straight to Monte Cristo and see what Tom is up to."

"...he will be very upset when he hears you call him that." Moran sighed, "Don't go, it's probably a trap. His purpose is probably to force you to expose this steel suit. Ma Gnussen must have been ordered by him? He must have threatened you with the same thing, so the boss had to let him in and kill him. Then Thomas will turn the gun on me , Let me lose the ability to protect you. But his intelligence is obviously out of date, I have just been appointed as the deputy minister of the Ministry of International Development, and I am no longer working in customs. "

Tony was silent for two seconds, and did not slow down: "They really worry about you? You have been sending intelligence to North Korea since 1996, right?"

"It's not a secret in the eyes of the higher-ups." Moran said, "The reason why I can go up step by step under such circumstances is because of the queen's knowledge."

"...You're right, he just wants me to be isolated and helpless." Tony whispered, "Do you have any good suggestions?"

Moran said dryly: "At this point, I can only advise you to go to Buckingham Palace. Where are we flying?"

"White House."

Tony made a joke: "It's my territory over there, let's hide for a while and see what Thomas wants to do."

-

Probably out of some kind of sixth sense, Erin always felt that there seemed to be some disturbing changes in things.After the appointment, she texted Moriarty again, asking if something had changed.No reply was received.Irene adjusted her mentality and decided to follow the original plan.

Sherlock was strumming the strings of the violin, sitting on the sofa with a pensive expression.Watson went out, and Irene sat in Watson's seat, staring intently at Sherlock.The sculptural face, the artist's fingers, the most attractive thing is the clever mind, tempting people can't help but find out...

The phone trembled imperceptibly.Erin turned on the screen and saw only one word: News.

Sherlock seemed startled by the vibration, and suddenly opened his mouth to say a word: "Coventry."

"what?"

"...I thought it was John." Sherlock turned his head and glanced at Irene's face.

"He went out a few hours ago." Erin said with a smile on her lips. "He mentioned that you would be like this. But what does Coventry have to do with what you are thinking?"

"—a story, not necessarily true." Sherlock stared at her, "During World War II, the Allies broke the German code and knew that Coventry would be bombed, but they didn't want the Germans to know, so they let it happen .Who is texting from?"

Erin's expression remained unchanged: "It's just a spam message."

"Come on, you won't let your mobile phone number be leaked casually, and if it's a text message from a fake base station, it's impossible for you to receive it alone. The person who can contact you at this time is either helping you escape , or just want to get some information from you. Who sent you a text message?"

Sherlock's eyes sharpened.Erin suddenly realized that she had made a wrong reaction.But even if Sherlock exposes it, the matter is already a foregone conclusion.She smiled and picked up the phone, shaking it in front of Sherlock: "There are always many generous and kind people in the world."

"But it must pay a lot to impress them."

"It's not a price, it's just a dinner, like the one you rejected." Irene stood up gracefully, and walked towards Sherlock, "Shall we have dinner together?"

Sherlock's Adam's apple rolled: "Why should I...have dinner with you?"

"I want to be more explicit." Irene leaned closer to his ear, and breathed out: "Have you ever had intimate contact with anyone?...the obscene kind."

"...No." Sherlock took her hand slowly, rubbing his fingers on her wrist, "You invited me..."

"Very good." Irene smiled, gazing into his eyes closely, "Mr. Holmes, if this is the end of the world, if this is the last night before destruction..."

"—Sherlock?" Mrs. Hudson's voice suddenly came from afar, and Irene let go of her hand regretfully.What happened next was almost as expected, Sherlock was taken away by Mycroft's cronies, and a car stopped at the intersection.Eileen changed her clothes and put on her makeup slowly, and left 221B Baker Street.She got into the car sent by Moriarty and was waiting to be taken to Heathrow Airport, but she accidentally found the driver with a gun pinned to his waist...

...The gun calluses on his hands, the muscles under his clothes, the scar on the side of his neck, and the way he drove, all showed that the person in front of him was not an ordinary person.And Moriarty never made mistakes in the details. If this car was really sent by him, then either there was an accident in some link, or he had reneged on his promise and was going to complete the car after he achieved his goal. Kill her directly in the future...

Irene looked away nonchalantly, leaned back in the chair, and began to think about the weapons she could use now.She suddenly remembered Moriarty's endless text message, and immediately turned on her phone and started searching for news.

A piece of news quickly caught her attention.An hour ago, an explosion and fire suddenly occurred on Kennington Garden Road. According to the official statement, it was a gas explosion...

Erin jumped in her heart and clicked on the picture.The familiar street scene appeared before her eyes.She tried her best to suppress the change of breathing, and her fingers slid down... Before she knew it, sweat was dripping down the back of her neck.

The car continued to drive outwards, and gradually drove onto an unfamiliar road.Erin moved her finger and sent a text message: [I was hijacked. ]

She cautiously turned off the sound and vibration, and almost immediately, a text message came back: [keep the phone on, I'll come pick you up right away. ]

Erin closed her eyes, pretending to take a nap with a smile on her lips.She was lowering the driver's alertness in anticipation of the promised rescue.

In less than 10 minutes, the car shook violently and stopped.The driver looked back at her vigilantly, pulled out the pistol from his waist, opened the door and got out of the car.And just as he stretched out half of his body, he slid out with a muffled grunt.A figure quickly sat in, closed the door and started the vehicle.Erin: "...??? Moran?"

Sitting in the driver's seat was a model with a cool appearance. On Christmas night, Irene watched Moran carry it all the way back to the bedroom... Looking at the smooth and skillful movements, there was clearly someone inside , but why would Moran come to rescue her in such a suit? ? Cosplay? ? ?

"I'm Jarvis, Ms. Adler." A familiar voice sounded, "Mr. Moran and Mr. Stark are on the run now, so I activated the body closest to you to carry out to the rescue."

Irene: "...I thought robots couldn't hurt humans? But you just knocked out a person?"

"I give priority to Mr. Stark's order, Ms. Adler." Jarvis replied sternly, "If you have any doubts about this, you can communicate directly with Mr. Stark later."

"Stop the car." Irene leaned over and pressed his shoulder, "Your image is too eye-catching, let me drive. What happened to Mr. Moriarty?"

"It's bad news for you." Jarvis changed positions according to her wishes and lay down under the back seat, "Mr. Moriarty was kidnapped, but Mr. Stark and Moran Mr. is willing to continue to provide protection for you according to the previous agreement..."

"—and they themselves are fleeing." Irene couldn't help but sarcastically, thinking quickly about the coping strategy, "I will apply for the witness protection plan, buy as much time as possible, and hide as soon as possible, I need it I will contact you in time."

Even though she said so, she actually no longer had any expectations for other people's help in her heart.Regardless of whether the information has been sold or not, the plane is impossible to take off now. Once the news reaches the terrorist organization, the witness protection plan may not be able to protect her for a long time...

A touch of sadness spread in her heart, Irene took a deep breath, and stepped on the gas pedal again.

"—I can fold it into the size of a wallet and carry it with you, Ms. Adler." Jarvis said, "Will you trust me?"

-

Stuart is now full of fear in his heart.

Well, admit it, he hasn't been a gutsy man since 5000, and it's his cowardice and thirst for power that made him willing to become a Warrior of the Damned.Let’s admit it, he is neither courageous nor smart, if he can have a body in these two points, he won’t be wandering in the multiverse for nearly 5000 years without successfully snatching his body for himself once.Admit it, he was addicted to that drug, and he was afraid of returning to the darkness of ignorance and ignorance... When he thought of the happiness floating in the clouds, he felt like his heart was being scratched by an ant, and he was suffering.

Stuart didn't realize he was crying.He has not been able to fully control a body for 5000 years, and he has long forgotten that emotions can cause physical reactions.He was sitting in the brocade, smelling the rich fragrance from the censer, the itching feeling in his heart had spread all over his body, only the dull pain of the whip wound could make him feel a little bit of comfort.He almost wanted to find a knife to cut his skin and tear it off piece by piece... Before he knew it, he had picked a scar on his forearm, digging hard with his nails.The crimson blood flowed out, and this small piece began to feel peaceful, but the surrounding sensation became more intense, as if something was waiting to burst out of his body, arching and arching in his body …The snot flowed down, and Stuart stared at the transparent mucus in a daze. After a few minutes, he figured out what it was, and rushed to the bathroom in embarrassment, washing his face.

The face in the mirror looked less and less like Jim Moriarty now.Stuart was horrified to see it shrinking.Two days ago he looked radiant, but now his skin is dull, dry, and wrinkled.Spots appeared around the ears, and the roots of new hair grew whiter.He seemed to see the black-red smoke of ether particles floating on his face, taking away the vitality of this body bit by bit... Stuart poured water on the mirror, and the flowing liquid twisted his face.It seems that he doesn't look so scary now, he just looks a little sluggish, he is still very young.

It was just a hallucination caused by drugs... Stuart comforted himself.He still has a natural lifespan of at least 50 years, and the ether particles will only absorb vitality when they reside in the body. Now he has cut off the connection with it and let it merge with Moriarty's soul naturally, It's impossible to age quickly because of this...

...It's all the fault of that unbelieving human being.Thomas hadn't been in this room for five days since he had pulled the Tony Stark past out of his mouth.At the beginning, he didn't think much of it. The dumb servant was as respectful as a servant, and his life was as luxurious. No one even banned him from surfing the Internet. It was just that the drug with the same wonderful side effects and effects was missing. It didn't need to look at Thomas' face.But the next day he couldn't help but start missing that drug, the third day, the fourth day... a huge sense of emptiness and fear enveloped him, and he began to wonder if he had offended Thomas somewhere, didn't he Make the other party unhappy, if he never comes to see him, and refuses to send the medicine...

Mind is full of confusion.What Stuart is most afraid of is that after solving Stark, Thomas thinks he is useless, and uses the method of killing him to free Moriarty's soul... He is very afraid, Thomas obviously has something for Moriarty Such deep feelings made him imitate Moriarty's words and deeds, but he still refused to go beyond the limit, and he didn't even dare to kiss him.He seemed to think that this was disgusting from the bottom of his heart, not only that Stuart who occupied Moriarty's body was disgusting, but also that the behavior itself was disgusting...

——But Moriarty is obviously a nightclub veteran. Although the dating experience is not as scary as Stark's, it is also rich. I don't know what kind of psychology Thomas is...

Stuart thought sarcastically, walking out of the bathroom.Then he was immediately pleasantly surprised to find that Thomas was sitting on the high-back chair, flipping through a magazine.

For a moment Stuart wanted to pounce on him and kiss his toes, like the dumb servant when he submitted to himself.But as soon as he saw the eyes behind the lenses, he became timid, and in the end he just greeted normally: "Good afternoon..."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Summerfield." Unexpectedly, Thomas answered him in a rather normal gentle manner. "That's what I'll call you, but that's certainly not your real name."

Stuart didn't know what he meant, and slowly walked back to his old position, and said cautiously: "I have forgotten what my name is..."

"Although a name is just a symbol, it is also a symbol of self. If no one even remembers your own name, how did you survive 5000 years?"

"I—I don't know either." Stuart was afraid that the wrong answer would offend him, and racked his brains, "Maybe it's because I've regarded myself as the gem of reality itself for so long..."

—— Possessing great power, immortality, and the desire to realize other people's wishes with just one thought, this feeling is so fascinating.It is because of this self-deception that Stuart's consciousness has not been wiped out over the long years.

The thought flashed by, and Stuart suddenly began to tremble.He suddenly realized something very wrong. He had already regarded the ether particles as a part of himself, but when the delivery was made before, he didn't feel much in his heart. What is more important is the power of nothingness...

Thomas laughed softly.He knocked the book off his lap and looked into Stuart's eyes: "Come here."

Stuart walked over obediently.Thomas pushed his head down, letting him kneel on his knees.

"You like the feeling of having everything, don't you?"

Stuart nodded slightly.

"You are an idiot." Thomas said calmly, "During 5000 years, you never thought of improving your IQ? Your IQ test result is only 95, which is only within the range of normal people, and such a stupid you He actually took Jim's body away..."

Stuart felt that he could smell blood.Thomas' complexion became very pale, as if he was not very energetic... But he didn't dare to care about this, and replied: "No matter how smart a person is, there will be times when he misses, he just doesn't understand the power of ether particles..."

"Really?" Thomas' slender fingers landed on his head, causing a chill, "Tell me about how you deceived Jim."

"I—I can see directly into a person's heart with ether particles." Stuart replied, "I can penetrate into their thinking and capture their desires, fears and ambitions... I haven't practiced it a few times, but even so , Moriarty is definitely the most different one among them... He has no emotions, no fear, and his ambition is also very weird. He is like a child, his interest is only in solving problems, and his only desire is... Tony S. Tucker."

He swallowed quietly, and looked up at Thomas.Thomas didn't get angry, and said lightly: "Continue."

"I saw a city in his head, and a striking house in it. I landed on the roof and entered the house through the chimney... Stark also had this world in his head, but it was more It's more complicated, like a dream, layer by layer. His city looks dead, but I found out after I entered..." Stuart wanted to find an adjective, but couldn't find it, so he had to jump over, "...the house It's old fashioned, with a small garden and a high fence outside, and a dog was howling and banging against the fence... There were several people in a room on the second floor, and I heard them talking about the dog, saying ' He'll soon wear out Jim's patience'... The adjacent room is full of gems, and I go into the master bedroom to see a photo of Stark on the dresser. So I turned into Stark, trying to get him to let his guard down, but he saw right through me... I was trapped in that house with his memory for almost three months."

"Don't you have ether particles? Why are you trapped?"

"Ether particles are fluid, but they have a substance after all." Stuart said with a little pride, "It can be combined with a spirit body, but that city is Moriarty's memory and thinking, and only those who enter it can It could be my mind... and when my mind was trapped in it, I never thought that there were ether particles that could be used. He shocked my mind with huge information, so that I could only follow his memory Rotation... But Moriarty didn't know that the ether particles were combined with my spirit body. When he used the power of ether particles, he would inevitably affect my spirit body. It would be fine if he just used it in reality, but he Constructed a memory palace with ether particles... My spirit body completely participated in the process of building the palace. When he opened the room from the memory palace, my consciousness was pulled by the spirit body and finally escaped from it And then I just hid in that memory palace, waiting for the right opportunity."

Thomas pondered: "So, two...'spiritual bodies' and thinking can coexist in one thinking hall?"

"It doesn't matter how many there are." Stuart said, "M... isn't there a case of multiple personalities in the discourses of geologists? That is the coexistence of different thinking. The spirit body is the substance between existence and nothingness, So it can also be incorporated into the human body."

"continue."

"And then... when you took me, I saw him pull other people's minds into the memory palace, and from there into another person's memory palace, and immediately realized that my opportunity had come. I could Lock him in that man's mind palace, just like he did to me." Stewart said, "He killed the man's mind. When Stark is awakened, he is the only one left in the memory palace. After myself, as soon as he entered the library, I immediately sealed the time with ether particles and escaped... That person's body was not dead, so I killed him and drove to the suburbs with the body. The body was dumped in a remote and uninhabited woods... Then I used the method I remembered to contact the person who could provide me with a false identity, and then I was caught by you."

Thomas' expression was gloomy, and Stuart quickly added: "Of course, he is so powerful that he broke my blockade within a few hours, so I had to use the mark I left before to pull Stark away too." Come in, form a more complicated and more real memory, put all the ether particles into the blockade, and then successfully prevent him..."

"Oh……"

Thomas sighed: "So without Stark, Jim wouldn't be trapped in this trap."

Stuart said embarrassingly: "If it wasn't for the help of ether particles, maybe he would have come out by now..."

He flattered Moriarty as hard as he could in order to make Thomas happy, hold his hand high, and get the medicine he wanted.But Thomas seemed dissatisfied, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Really? ——Caesar's final failure was only due to the persecution of his political opponents?"

Stuart didn't understand his metaphor, but suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and realized something: "It's all because of Stark. If it wasn't for Stark, I wouldn't have come to this planet, and I wouldn't have entered Mori. Artie's body, which led him to end up in this situation..."

"Yeah, it's all because of Stark that things are getting worse and worse." Thomas said gently, "If he doesn't exist, everything must be back on track."

He took a thumb-sized medicine bottle from his pocket and threw it on the ground.As Stewart desperately chased after the vial, Thomas turned and left the room.

-

Tony was looking at the presents under the Christmas tree. Moriarty stepped up the steps and walked behind him: "Tony, I need your help."

Tony turned around and quietly put his hands behind his back: "--what? I mean, you want me to help you, it's really right, I'm good at helping others, all kinds of help, no I can't do anything."

Knowing that it was fake, Moriarty still couldn't help but look gentle.He stared into Tony's eyes and spoke his guess.

"...So, I need you to help me dissect Magnussen, and try to find an exit from it." Moriarty said, "Maybe this is the key."

"According to this, I am also a fake." Tony said, "Why do you trust me?—maybe I am the key?"

"Even if you are fake..." Moriarty kissed his cheek lightly, "You will always be the most trustworthy in my heart."

-

Moran didn't regret losing his job at all and followed Tony and Jarvis around like fugitives.Since entering the new year, he adored Tony more every day than the day before.Tony's knowledge is so profound that he doesn't look like a human, but like an AI, and his hands-on ability is so strong... He once thought that his cane sniper rifle was already a masterpiece, but Tony was able to modify it to a performance beyond the original Ten times, and more functions have been added... Not to mention the amount of ammunition and weight, you can also pop up a transparent umbrella with bulletproof function. Press the button to make rows of spiral-shaped tiny blades on the surface , when the clip is pulled out, it becomes a folding dagger, which can be used for attacking, defending, far or near, and can even rotate and fire six powerful anesthesia needles, not to mention small gadgets such as infrared rays, strong lights, and signal shielding... …just a cane, which is as good as all the secret service equipment.

Moran couldn't put it down to his new cane, but Tony wasn't too pleased.If the material can keep up, he even wants to make the whole gun foldable...

The island was indeed a decoy, but they couldn't tell if Andre had really betrayed.If he really betrayed, it seems that he shouldn't make that phone call to remind him, but if there is no betrayal, those who raided Kennington Garden Road are all his subordinates, and there are also Ann among the giants of the two of them in the underground world. Andre one...

Anyway, no matter what, they would have no problem avoiding the pursuers.Anticipating this possibility, Tony made a mask that could change the appearance and voice at will, which is simply a kind of black technology... They rented an apartment in Manhattan, and they lived there temporarily.Tony and Jarvis were still concentrating on looking for Thomas's movements every day, but Moran had nothing to do.

But Thomas seemed to have disappeared from the world, and no matter what method he used, he could not be traced.The only clue now was his aneurysm, which Mycroft had specifically mentioned, and Marfan syndrome was indeed prone to this condition.Tony used this as a clue to investigate bit by bit.

The scope was already shrinking, and at this moment, Irene suddenly had an emergency.When she was handed over to the United States by the United Kingdom as a witness, she was suddenly hijacked by a terrorist organization. Everything was searched and she was about to be beheaded.Fortunately, Jarvis has been paying attention to Irene's situation, and immediately notified Tony when he found something wrong. Tony and Moran packed up the dangerous goods in the apartment, put on the steel jacket, and rushed to the Middle East.

The steel jacket is the trump card, and Tony doesn't plan to use it unless necessary.The best plan is for Moran to assist her in killing the executioner and rescue Irene together.Jarvis has already found the exact information of that terrorist organization, they like to carry out executions in desolate places, and record videos at the same time, for future threats.This happened to facilitate their rescue operations.Tony bought a helicopter and parked it nearby, and made some changes so that Jarvis could control it smoothly.At that time, Tony will act, Moran will support, and Jarvis will be responsible for the response. The rescue should not be too difficult.

Moran has now developed an infinite sense of trust in Tony, and has no doubt that Irene will be rescued smoothly. Along the way, he babbled in Tony's ear, talking about the "Playboy" cover girl of the month for a while, and for a while Talking about the manufacturing direction of light weapons... Tony could hardly bear it anymore: "If you don't shut your mouth within ten seconds, I'll break your walking stick and throw it down."

"..." Moran closed his mouth aggrievedly, and looked at Tony accusingly.

Tony now uses Hulk Banner's face, while Moran uses his own high school tender face very shamelessly.The lethality of the handsome boy is astonishing, and the aunt next to him couldn't stand it anymore: "You are too rude, sir! How can you threaten your disabled son like this?"

Moran straightened his back immediately: "Yes, Dad! You should be more tolerant and merciful to me!"

Tony showed a distressed expression: "I won't give up on your treatment, alas...but what's the use of your walking stick? You're mentally handicapped, son!"

Aunt: "???"

Moran: "..."

Moran is not the kind of person who will admit defeat obediently, he decided to win the round from other aspects.When squatting on the sand dunes and lurking the next day, he sighed in the communication: "The Mark series is so cool that it cannot be added, and it is perfect to the extreme... But don't you think it still has a little flaw, Dad Tony?"

Tony was wearing an Arab black robe, chewing on individual rations, and asked casually, "What?"

Moran jumped up and said like singing: "It's~too~short~~ah~~~"

Tony was not angry at all, and said in a Moriarty-style sweet tone: "Do you believe that I can cut off your legs by [-] centimeters and put them back together, dear Sebas?"

Moran: "...!!!" When I heard this tone, I felt conditioned to feel terrible! ! !

"I'm sure I can, believe me." Seeing the black spot of the vehicle approaching the predetermined location, Tony patted the biscuit crumbs and walked around quietly, "I can also cut off your thigh bone Twenty centimeters, to ensure that you can walk normally after being [-] centimeters less tall. My steel jacket must not be too high, right?"

Moran: "...No..."

After a pause, he couldn't help but said, "Tony, there's no news about Boss for so long, aren't you in a hurry?"

Tony was silent for a while, then stopped: "It sounds a little ridiculous, but... I seem to trust him too much."

I believe that he can save himself in any environment, and I also believe that I can find him in the end... It seems that the hole in my chest about the sense of security has finally been filled, glowing with an incredible power.

The jeep suddenly tilted and stopped in the desert.Two masked men in black robes with guns got out of the car and squatted there to check the tires.One of them said something, removed the spare wheel, and the other turned his head and looked around, walking behind a sand dune.

The man in the driver's seat was turning around to face the hostage vigilantly, and had no time to pay attention to the rearview mirror.Tony approached from the blind spot without hesitation, turned on the electric shock rod, and pressed it on the man squatting under the car.