[Zhongyingmei] Love wife crazy demon

By the time Moriarty got home from get off work in the evening, Moran's men had cleared the entire street and fenced off the land they had bought.With the setting sun, the deserted streets looked extraordinarily deserted, and the eerie tranquility even gave people a sense of doomsday... The ground was trembling faintly, and there was a faint buzzing roar from the ground.Moriarty slowly crossed the big hole that Tony smashed the day before, and returned home.The house was empty, but there was a new entrance in the kitchen floor, and a staircase slanted down below, and the smell of asphalt and earth was faint.

Moriarty's cell phone rang and Tony called him.Staring at the phone for a second, Moriarty answered the call: "Stark?"

"There's not much to see underground, they're still knocking through the walls and reinforcing the house... I'm on the top, uh... next to the sign for the yoga studio, you can go up from the next house, the door is open. They all moved out this afternoon."

Moriarty found a brand new camera on top of the oven, and it turned playfully from side to side, as if to say hello to Moriarty.Moriarty hung up the phone and climbed up the stairs of the neighbor's house to the top floor, and sure enough, he saw a person sitting next to the billboard on the top of the next building.

He stepped over a bunch of obstacles and got behind Tony.A laptop was thrown among the broken wine bottles and torn clothes, with more than 20 surveillance images cut out on it.Tony was sitting on the edge of the roof, with two beautiful legs crossed together, a box of French fries on his lap, and a can of beer in his hand.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he took off his sunglasses, turned around, and raised the aluminum can in his hand: "Would you like some?"

Moriarty bent down and picked up a can from under the shelf of the billboard, and sat down beside Tony.Tony handed over the pizza box casually, and took a piece himself: "The scenery in London is pretty good. I heard that the buildings here are all left over from the [-]th century?"

"They're all mine now." Moriarty shrugged.

Tony laughed, with narrow eyes: "You must have never spent so much money in one day, Mr. IT department clerk?"

"Money is useless to me, and neither is real estate." Moriarty opened the beer and said casually, "You want to ask me how I feel? I don't feel heartache or pleasure because of spending money. Money is to me It's not even a number, it's just a banana to motivate monkeys. How does it feel to spend your entire fortune in one day, Mister Millionaire?"

"...You must have misremembered, I was talking about a billionaire. I was rich enough to blow up the whole of New York and pay compensation door to door." Tony muttered, "This analogy sounds pretty bad ...bananas to motivate monkeys? Don't you think it's funny to watch monkeys jump up and down for bananas? ...Look, you laughed! You must think so, so bananas are still useful to you , um, I like the analogy."

The sun was setting slowly in the west, and the brilliant sunset glow cast a blush on Tony's cheeks.His eyes were shining brightly, and his face was full of spirits.Moriarty stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly a strange feeling came to him.He raised the aluminum can and took another sip: "You didn't invite me up to blow the air because of the bananas, did you?"

"...You really don't know how to chat, Jim." Tony said depressedly, "drink, look at the scenery, and talk about life—I thought this was a normal plot."

"You don't seem to be as good at chatting as you seem." Moriarty retorted, "I can guess what line you are going to say when you open your mouth, 'Hey Jim, I spent so much money on you, and I have to tear it down. If you drop your house, you will definitely lose all your money!''Oh my God, I feel so distressed! That's the savings I have accumulated from the bad guys who scare children countless times!''Oh, if it were me, I would I won’t be distressed because of this, I can blow up the entire American continent and go door to door to pay compensation for their dead bodies!'...You really know how to chat, Mr. Tony Stark?"

Tony couldn't help shaking his shoulders and started laughing. Within two seconds, the laugh turned into a big laugh: "Jim... Hahaha... Am I really that annoying? Hahaha..."

"It would be great if you could put half of your talent in striking up conversations with women on men." Moriarty raised his eyebrows slightly, "Look at me, Tony... imagine you want to strike up a conversation with me, what are you going to say? "

Tony stopped laughing and looked at Moriarty steadily.He suddenly pushed the pizza box down between the two of them, pressed Moriarty's shoulders, and said seriously, "I want to treat you to a view."

His pupils reflected the brilliance of the setting sun, so bright that it was almost impossible to look directly at it.Huge smoke and dust suddenly rose from behind him, and a building collapsed with a roar.The billboard next to them suddenly made a teeth-piercing squeak, and smashed down from the roof with the entire bracket.Moriarty decisively hugged Tony and rolled off the edge of the roof, but Tony buried his face in his neck and laughed, "New world!"

The vibration stopped.Moriarty let go of his hand annoyed, wishing he could bite Tony's ear: "...This is your plan!?"

Tony was still laughing: "No plans...well, I'll admit I'm sitting here waiting for it to blow up...don't you think that scene was really good? 'Bang!' Howl of the century! I love bananas..."

He smiled, his voice gradually lowered.After burying Moriarty's neck in silence for a while, Tony propped up his arms and sat up: "I want to talk to you."

A few cans of beer rolled down beside him, and Moriarty casually opened one and threw it to Tony: "Say."

Tony raised his head and took a sip of his wine, then remained silent for a while before saying, "I think... I'm confused."

Moriarty opened a can for himself.Foam gushed out from the opening, wet his jaws.He watched the foam collapse layer by layer, and said softly, "Because of me?"

"Because of myself," Tony murmured, "It's weird that I have no memory of the past, but I'm still haunted by the worldview of the past. I don't know what I did in the past, but it's obvious... Not a good person. You say that money is the banana that motivates monkeys... I need this banana, and the banana is the door knocker of science. Every time it is knocked, it will open a small gap as wide as a hair... I I know that I am rich, but how do I accumulate this money? I still have a lot of information about weapon manufacturing in my mind... It seems that my research direction has never been separated from war. If I make money by war, then I will never He is a good person...and one day I actually realized the responsibility I should bear and became a hero..."

He frowned and bent his legs, looked at the sunset for a while, and took another sip of wine: "I am by no means the material to be a hero, even if I did do what a hero would do... No, I didn't want to Discussing whether I am a hero or not. I have spent the annual income of 500 million British people today, and I may spend more in the future. Without this money, maybe I can only survive now, and this money Money is your proceeds of crime...I'm not accusing...damn, I'm accusing, there's no point in chasing the past, but if you want to, there's no way you can't find a way to get out of it...I'm not saying this Asking you to be a hero, I just...remembered myself."

He laughed self-deprecatingly: "Without the memory of the past, all my inferences about myself are just conjectures... No matter what I thought about these issues in the past, I must have a complete reason and make the right one. Choice... It is precisely because of my ignorance of myself that I am at a loss now. I can't figure out my own thoughts, let alone whether the impressions that have been ingrained in my mind are right or wrong, and under what circumstances they arise or apply Yes, I can list countless possibilities for myself, and then find the most logical one, but what's the point? The past is not important, the mistakes we made in the past will always have consequences in the future, I want to protect What kind of world do I want to create... Will it meet my expectations? A peaceful, just, perfect world of light... But what can I do? Fight violence with violence? I want to stop all crime, and I The current consumption may itself be promoting crime... Here," he pointed to his head, "it's a mess."

Moriarty laughed, "I know what you're at a loss...you can't find your own position, Tony. Your inferences about your past are inconsistent with your inner concept. You don't have a past. memory, so don't know why I have such a concept. You think it's awkward to spend my money, because it's my criminal income, and I get it because of my position in that dirty bloody world Yes, for the money that keeps your life alive, maybe more crimes will be born secretly, and you once even gave up your life for the justice of a world, how can this method and result be what you want Woolen cloth?"

"...More or less. But maybe I'm not that noble..."

"——Tony, you say you are a hero, but this is an identity, not a mask." Moriarty put down his beer and stared into his eyes, "What is the conflict between you and the identity of a hero? You What do you think is the difference between making a decision from a hero’s point of view and making a decision from your own point of view?——From a hero’s point of view, you feel that you don’t want to accept such a result, but from your own point of view, you do stay in the By the side of a criminal, you spend his criminal income to support yourself, and even if you are so confused, you still have no intention of ending your own life. Instead, you accept his help positively and optimistically, to give yourself Recover and prepare for everything... As a hero, you should try to influence me or kill me now, but as Tony Stark, you have no way to do it to me, and you never thought of such a thing, right?"

Tony couldn't help pressing his chest: "...Jim, I told you I was at a loss..."

"Then let me say it." Moriarty said coldly, "You have separated these two identities too much. A hero is a perfect image in your heart. He is selfless, kind, just, bright, and has All the perfect qualities that a human being can have, you can't rub a grain of sand in your eyes, but Tony Stark is not. You are playing a hero, but what you don't think about is that all heroes are essentially human, and what humans have Heroes with all bad roots have them all. Heroes just show the better sides to others, which doesn’t mean they don’t have a dark side. Do you think heroes don’t have to worry about wearing condoms? Do you think heroes just Don't you need to solve the trouble of urgency? You think a hero..."

Tony glared at him. "Stop joking, Jim! I'm serious now!"

Moriarty was expressionless: "...There is no need to think about the two people tied to the two railroad tracks. One is a girlfriend and the other is a mother. You can only save one person, but who should you save?"

Two seconds later, Tony couldn't hold back any longer. He held onto his shoulders and started laughing. It took him a long time to hold his stomach in pain to stop the smile, and said solemnly: "Actually, what I care about most is a problem. If we can get rid of Can you stop sinning without having fun any other way?"

Moriarty looked at him with a half-smile: "Tony, if you were an arms dealer and supported your hobbies by making war fortune, and one day you suddenly wanted to take responsibility, so you announced that you would no longer sell weapons, have you thought about the consequences? what?"

"Huh? I don't know, I'll figure it out anyway."

"I know, this is my field of expertise." Moriarty pressed his shoulders, "I'm a natural consulting criminal, I have been designing crimes since I was a few years old, and for more than 20 years, I have been in this The domain has made achievements that no one else can surpass, and I have also mastered an amazing force. I even let the underground world operate according to my rules-if I quit and no longer consult criminals, then the underground world will gradually return. Into disorder, do you think it would be better for the underworld to maintain order, at least as long as I live, or to fall back into chaos?"

Tony protested: "This question is fundamentally wrong, your underground world is completely unnecessary!"

"But you can't ignore the fact that it exists objectively now, and it is developing vigorously. It is impossible that there will be no turmoil because of my withdrawal." Tony's expression was too childish, and Moriarty held back his face. Feeling the urge to squeeze, he continued, "If I quit peacefully and leave it with a smooth transition period, then I must find someone to take over my power... No matter whether someone takes advantage of the chaos to compete, the final winner will be Who is the next person to master these powers and use them properly like me? I don't get excited about the crime itself, I just enjoy the process of designing the crime, and my mind can be used in this kind of game , This is where my fun lies, because of this, I can calmly analyze the pros and cons like an outsider, and not lose my mind about the power I hold...As long as I want, I can abandon this identity at any time and return to a normal person life, but can I really do that?"

"—do you want to do that?" Tony asked rhetorically.

Moriarty replied bluntly: "Of course I don't want to. But why should I give up? Crime will not escalate or disappear because of my existence. Justice and evil are like light and shadow, always interdependent. You say My underground world is completely unnecessary. Why? Eliminate this evil force, so crime will never exist? It is impossible to control violence with violence, Tony, and it is impossible for us to let crime escape from human Time disappears. The root of crime is the need for profit. Even among animals, two groups will wage wars over food, drinking water, mating rights, and territory. Plants without brains will compete with each other for nutrients and water Human beings just have a more complex brain than other creatures on this planet, so the way of competing for interests is also more complicated, so it is defined as a crime. If plants are allowed to have human intelligence, they will also Adding the definition of crime to each other's behavior."

"But you can't ignore the civilization and moral codes developed by human society..."

"——Tony, we have evolved intelligent minds, bred human civilization, and possessed moral principles. It does not mean that the instincts engraved in our genes will change." Moriarty clasped his fingers quietly Tony's hand, as if nothing had happened, said, "Morality and laws protect the interests of the majority of people as much as possible, but they are based on interests. It is impossible for human beings to achieve equality, and the competition for interests is always inevitable. Animals Is it a crime to kill each other among humans? Humans are just more complicated than animals in terms of means and purposes. Even if the kind of bright world you describe is possible, crimes can always be suppressed in time, and everyone follows the established rules. To live according to the rules, restrain one's desires, and guard one's own interests... What is the difference between that and a robot? The progress of human society is driven by interests. Even artificial intelligence will not Hesitantly make a choice that is more beneficial to oneself. Maybe there are civilizations older than humans in the universe, but they are absolutely impossible to do this."

Tony let out a long breath.The sky has been stained with night, and the moon is gradually rising.He said softly: "You are right. But you are still changing the subject. I just want to know if you will give up this identity? "

"I haven't thought about it, and I won't do it." Moriarty said, "I have no reason to give up, Tony, this is a causal relationship. Since the pursuit of profit is an instinct, crime will definitely occur, and then chaos will arise. Interest groups, interest groups must have their leaders, and they will fight against each other for the greater benefit... In the end, there can only be one person who can decide the rules of victory, and this person must be calm and rational enough not to fall into a coma. I have no interest in disrupting society... Besides me, who can do this? What's more, we are no different from those glamorous entrepreneurs. Get used to choosing to be a good person at other times. Consulting criminals is just a profession, and you spend the money I earned with my labor and wisdom... If you really feel sorry," he shrugged and joked , "Just take me as the CEO of the Napoleon Group."

Tony laughed again, and looked down at the hands they shook: "... I have my own judgment, but... I'm a little weak suddenly. Heroes are also weak sometimes, right?"

"But you're not a hero, you're just Tony Stark." Moriarty said, "I warn you, if the idea of ​​killing me arises in your heart, I'll peel off your skin to make shoes."

"This joke sucks." Tony shrugged, "I feel a little cold... want to go back?"

Moriarty pulled him to stand up: "Go back."

"I have another question," Tony said as he stepped over the iron sheet that hung over the alley, "if you had 10 million dollars and 10 lives in front of you, would you choose to produce arms and get [-] million dollars?" What about dollars, or give up money for the lives of those [-] people?"

"I'm not interested in this kind of topic." Moriarty said, and glanced at Tony. "You don't need to use this kind of question to test my possible sympathy. I don't care about the lives of those 10 people."

"Huh? ... I just wanted to say that I thought I would choose the lives of those 10 people, but I found that I seemed to be more happy to produce that batch of arms and then kill the person who dared make me choose." Tony murmured, a little lost in thought, "...my sense of judgment seems to have returned."