I'm very happy with the skin [Comprehensive]

"I'm so sorry for you." Moriarty had an exaggerated smile on his face that was completely different from the words of pity. He stood there with excitement in his eyes, watching believers fall, struggle, and die one after another.

Lestrade, as a sheriff who had seen the big scene, was stunned.

Originally he was still being threatened, but in the blink of an eye the person who threatened him died.The murderer and the accomplice vomited blood and died one by one. Lestrade felt that he might be a bit incompetent.

"What should we do now?" Lestrade secretly moved to Watson, who was also an ordinary person like him, trying to ask for help.

Watson ignored him, and he turned to look at Sherlock with a calm expression full of worry.

Even though Watson didn't know exactly what Moriarty was going to do, but based on his previous experience, Watson knew that he was not kind, and he didn't know if Sherlock could handle it.

Even Lestrade, who ordinary people are unwilling to communicate with him: ...

Forget it, let's take a look at the follow-up development.Lestrade clenched his fingers and watched silently.

"Sherlock, you see they are all dead, life is so fragile." Moriarty opened his arms, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.The strong smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, but Moriarty had a satisfied look on his face.

He opened his eyes and looked at Sherlock with excitement, "I have prepared so much for you, do you think it is enough?"

Sherlock turned sideways and glanced at the blood all over the ground, his eyes slid over and landed on Moriarty without any waves, "I think Smith is missing," Sherlock twisted his neck, "It's not your style .”

"Yes, yes, how could I forget him." Moriarty laughed loudly, "He also contributed to this feast."

Moriarty clapped his hands, and a man in camouflage uniform walked out from the back of the villa. He was carrying a box in his hand, and he seemed to be a mercenary.

The mercenary walked up to Moriarty, opened the box and shook the handle, and the contents of the box rolled to the ground along the direction of the opening—it was a severed right arm with There are clothes, and the clothes have been blood-stained so that they can't see their original appearance.

"He used this hand to poison, and I bring it here as a comfort to those who died." Moriarty pretended to bow to the corpse on the ground, and wiped his face with his sleeve a few times. As if wiping tears.

"You connected Vixeth and Smith, but you instigated Smith to get rid of these people. You secretly contacted Jenny's family and brought Smith to them. Everything was under your plan, but you were the cleanest people." Sherlock said his deduction in an orderly manner, with a firm voice, "But you made such a big circle because of me, it seems that my life is worth more than theirs."

"Of course, how can they compare with you? They don't deserve to compare with you." Moriarty's voice was soft, as if whispering to his beloved lover, "Sherlock, I have worked so hard for you."

"Take great pains to let me die. I don't think I like this activity." Sherlock strode up to Watson and pulled him towards the door of the villa. "Come on, John, it's none of our business."

Watson immediately followed Sherlock's strength.

Lestrade who was thrown aside: ? ? ?

Dazed for a moment, he also hurriedly followed.

"Don't waste my good intentions." Moriarty looked down at his leather shoes stepping into the blood, and the bright red melted into the black leather shoes without any obvious traces.

Several strong mercenaries stopped in front of the three of Sherlock.

"Soon there will be news that you have found the murderer and a few accomplices, and when the people are happy, there will be news that these people were forced to death by you, and they died in a terrible way." Moriarty walked to next to Sherlock.

He leaned forward from behind Sherlock and said, "The people will be shocked when the identities of these dead are revealed at this time——Oh my God, this is my idol; My God, I like his singing so much..." Moriarty squeezed Neck imitated the tone of those people, "Who gave such a right to a private detective with no establishment; even if my idol broke the law, I should be punished by the law, this detective has no right to do so; God, he didn't kill people at all, why did he end up But was forced to die..."

"These people will forget their previous panic, and start targeting you, condemning you, and insulting you. Even if the dead person is a murderer, even if the truth of the matter is they don't know." Moriarty said he was happy He laughed, as if he had seen the scene, "Do you think your brother's British government can protect you?"

"You don't have any evidence to prove that Sherlock did it. No one will believe you." Watson's rebuttal was weak. He knew that Moriarty had great powers, and this was just his own comfort.

"Look at the bodyguards of these people." Moriarty was in a good mood and explained to Watson for the first time.

The bodyguards who were guarding the employer's body were surrounded by a group of mercenaries and taken aside. The unarmed bodyguards were no match for these mercenaries. What's more, the employer was dead, so there was no need to fight for irrelevant people.

"These bodyguards will be witnesses against Sherlock, and Smith's poison will be physical evidence. Will the public care about the truth? No, they will only care about what they see." Moriarty said meaningfully, "Xia Locke, you can't escape. After this bureau starts, you will be reported and wanted wherever you escape, and you can only wait for the final punishment in prison."

"A genius with a high IQ, a detective who pursues excitement and pleasure, staying in a place where there is nothing like a prison should be the greatest punishment for you." Moriarty seemed to have anticipated the scene, and was overjoyed laugh it out.

"Who can guarantee that your information will really spread?" Sherlock said calmly, his expression not fluctuating because of Moriarty's words, "You have seen that Mr. Black, shouldn't you know what he's capable of."

"Mr. Black is not Tony Stoker after all." Moriarty squinted his eyes and said, "Besides, this is England, and the Internet spreads so fast, as long as he is not here now, it is completely useless."

"Um... calling me?"

As soon as Moriarty finished speaking, a familiar voice came from the door of the villa.Lu Boyan walked into the villa with a smile on his face, and waved politely to the people in the villa.

Moriarty suddenly felt a little pain in his face.

"Lu! Why are you here?" Watson said in surprise.Although he didn't know Lu Boyan's specific identity, Watson, who had seen Lu Boyan's magical power, was full of confidence in Lu Boyan.

"Don't ask me how I got here, can you stop running around, I almost lost my black card." Seeing Sherlock standing there intact, Lu Boyan patted his chest and complained in fear.

"It's nothing." Sherlock didn't have the self-consciousness of a bear child at all, and said without heeding: "If you and Mycroft still can't find the place, I should doubt the IQ of the two of you."

"A brat who runs away by himself is not qualified to speak, so stand aside." Lu Boyan said bluntly.

Sherlock was silent for a moment, then obediently stood behind Lu Boyan.

Lu Boyan faced Moriarty and said, "So, did you meet me last time just to let me remember you?"

Moriarty: ? ? ?

Lu Boyan has always been brooding over the last meeting, he never believes that there is someone who is more like the protagonist than him, "You appeared mysteriously, left your name and then ran away, is it just to attract my attention .”

Moriarty looked at the three obediently standing behind Lu Boyan, and smiled at Lu Boyan who was talking to him but involuntarily protecting the back, "Mr. Black, it seems that I misjudged you."

"Of course." Lu Boyan responded as it should, "So any plan is useless to me, so let's give up."

"Really?" Moriarty originally had a playful smile on his face, but the next second his face darkened, "None of you need to leave."

"Bang bang bang—" There was a burst of gunfire, and the mercenaries surrounding the bodyguards attacked the four people headed by Lu Boyan.

"Wow, Gouzi, I have encountered a big scene since I came up."

Just as Lu Boyan stretched out his arms to prop up a protective cover, he heard a long-lost voice.

"Dog, do you want me to help?" The system hadn't seen Lu Boyan thinking about him for a long time, and wanted to find something to do without saying a word.

"Are you okay with this kind of fighting?" Lu Boyan was silent for a while, and said as tactfully as possible, "How about you keep an eye on him for me to see that he hasn't tampered with the Internet. good."

"Okay." After the system left for a long time, seeing that Lu Boyan was handsome and handsome, he quickly agreed.

Here, Lu Boyan was chatting nonsense with the system, while the mercenaries on the other side were already stunned.

After all, Britain is not like the United States, where there is Captain America and Iron Man.Every now and then an alien invades and the building is toppled.This common operation in the United States shocked a group of mercenaries who had never seen it before.

Moriarty was also looking at the principle of this. He didn't think in the direction of magic, but thought it was Tony's self-defense equipment for Lu Boyan.I once again praised Tony Stoke's invention in my heart, but my subordinates edited the information without panic, trying to start releasing news during this period of time.

But soon he found himself hacked.The Internet was blocked, messages could not be sent out, and his mobile phone was useless.

Moriarty sneered, and waved his hands to stop the mercenaries from attacking, "It seems that Stoke Industries has a lot of good things, even my mobile phone can be hacked, and the few hackers under me are far inferior."

"It's not that Stoke Industries has good things, it's that Tony has good things." Lu Boyan successfully pulled the hatred on Tony, "In the face of all absolute power, no conspiracy will work."