[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

Some presents might end up gettiurned. But some gifts are for keeps. Other presents when you least expect them.

Some gifts are more likely to be sent back, some gifts can be kept forever, and some gifts... you don't expect it.

In the old indoor swimming pool with hot and humid air, due to its age, some dim white woven lamps shone coldly, refracting the water surface of the swimming pool with fine light.

After Vespa worked hard, he failed to persuade the two Sherlock Holmes to enter alone. The humanoid British government seemed to have lost patience with Professor Moriarty's undercover investigation, and apparently planned to bring him back to the River House for interrogation today.

And the London crime boss, who is always crazy and unpredictable from the bottom of his heart, seems to have the same intention, otherwise he would not propose this weird date when he knew that Vespa was in the same room with the two Sherlock Holmes.

Vespa even felt that he was just having fun, and he was willing to do anything that would keep him away from boring life, even if he was taken to the River Room for torture, I am afraid that the crime king would not feel uncomfortable in the slightest.

He doesn't care, he's only playing the game because he's bored - he's like an out-of-control kid full of ideas, crazy and willing to do anything to get candy.

Vespa really wanted to roll his eyes, it's maddening for a normal person to set a date at a murder scene.

He threw Sherlock's long trench coat in the explosion-proof black car, and he was wearing a black handsome suit. Vespa never knew that the gay purple shirt was so attractive. This shirt is obviously too small Two sizes, buttoned tight, framing his voluptuous pectorals.

The black British three-piece suit of the British government is also very interesting. This is the most British-style suit, a London brand created in the [-]th century, serving several royal nobles and the British Prime Minister for centuries.

And Mycroft Holmes, a small civil servant who claims to be the last official, wears this elegant and time-honored British brand with extraordinary style.

In particular, the small black umbrella that was suspected by countless people to hide poisonous needles and pistols made him look like a high-ranking official who held important positions and powers in the Victorian era.

Sherlock turned around gracefully, like a model of an [-]th-century British gentleman. He set his sights on Vesper. The gray gem-like eyes seemed to hide the entire sea of ​​stars, and his long eyelashes cast shadows , more profound.

Sherlock's charming voice is gorgeous and deep, just like the most elegant musical tone, "What do you think about living together for threesome?"

Vespa: "... Have you misunderstood this phrase?"

The consulting detective with fluffy black curly hair answered naturally, speaking very fast, as if he was testing the hearing of the audience.

— "Referring to the literal meaning, which obviously refers to you and I solving cases together and fighting against the world, I think you should move into Baker Street as my new roommate, and at the same time add the middle-aged and male menopause McCaw Husband kicked out of this organization."

Vesper: "...As expected of Britain's first virgin, Mr. Detective, your mind is probably full of macaroni."

The mature and wise Mr. Daifuku shrugged, "As I said earlier, I always thought he was an idiot for many years."

Sherlock looked at him sideways, and said lazily, "Look at how fat you are, Mycroft, and you even have new tooth decay."

"Always better than the guy on the drug, you have no self-control, it's too bad."

The humanoid British government remembered the addictive drugs he had ordered MI221 agents to seize from [-]B Baker Street a few days ago. There were so many types that it was almost possible to make a list.

Vespa looked at the Holmes who were fighting with each other with a stiff face, and silently wanted to sigh - can you two respect the villain, Professor Moriarty hasn't even appeared yet.

And the consulting detective, wearing a gay purple shirt and a handsome suit, continued, "At least I don't have to follow a group of royal moths who have no personal opinions and clean up the mess for them."

"The British royal family, as a symbol of cohesive national strength, is still acting as a moral model of the Commonwealth, at least on the bright side." Mycroft Holmes smiled officially.

"On the bright side?" Sherlock sneered indifferently, "The cause of the death of the unlucky Princess Diana is inseparable from MI[-]."

Vespa asked curiously, "Is the mastermind really MI[-]?"

"Although I was not the head of MI1997 around [-], I have had the right to consult the top secret databases of MI[-] and MI[-] for many years," Mycroft said softly, "The death of Princess Diana has nothing to do with the British intelligence agencies. It doesn't matter."

Sherlock looked at Vespa with a happy expression, "Have you found out? Whenever he lies, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes will deepen a little bit."

Vespa: ... When we normal people talk, we really don’t use the unit of measurement, the meter. Are your eyes a gamma ray plus a microscope?

Suddenly, in the slightly quiet old swimming pool, a gorgeous and bewitching voice with an echo came——

"It's really rude, you guys are talking so happily behind my back."

Moriarty stood in the distance, wearing a dark blue slim suit, which was completely different from the traditional villain's black cloak and black hat.

Even the Moriarty described by Conan Doyle in Vespa's impression is not the same. This villain is too successful. Since then, almost every super villain has followed in his footsteps, and his image is close to the same— — Pretentious, arrogant, and outwardly well-mannered.

But the one in front of Vespa is obviously not like this. He has an innocent and nervous smile on his face, his wide eyes are maliciously cute, but there is a terrifying, crazy, unpredictable and dangerous charm in his bones.

Mycroft remained calm, but the younger Holmes narrowed his eyes slightly, "I've seen you—"

"I gave you hints, just a few words," Moriarty shrugged dramatically, and even though he was a transnational supervillain, he was hardly serious even when facing Sherlock Holmes. Working in the information department upstairs in your lab, it seems that I am really forgettable, but isn't this what I wish for?"

See, he only seems serious about having fun, which makes him creepy and charming as hell.

Moriarty looked full of cynical charm, inadvertently exuding a resolute and cold-blooded vicious aura, as if it brought a chill to the hot and humid indoor swimming pool.

Then, his big caramel-colored eyes looked at Vespa, "sweety, isn't this swimming pool very interesting? This is my first crime scene. What a special and meaningful place. Why don't I use it as a Gift for you?"

Vespa, "...So your gift is either an Algerian terrorist, or an indoor swimming pool where a murder took place?"

Moriarty didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with this, and he even said to the brunette girl in dissatisfaction, "Our agreement today is a double date, not an over-the-top foursome."

Vespa: ... She was so tired of being molested today.

She cleared her throat, "I am just a poor French orphan, and I am not in a position to refuse Holmes' opinion. These two came here uninvited, obviously intending to discuss some small issues with you."

Vespa Doglegs Linde picked himself very innocently.

Sherlock gave her a dissatisfied look, "Did you forget that we were discussing cohabitation a minute ago?"

"Shut up, you." Vespa almost wanted to beat his chest and feet, and he was so tired of talking to the consulting detective.

The sharp eyes of the British government scanned the two talkers, and there was a hint of threat in their eyes, "—shut up both of you."

Then he looked at Moriarty, with an extremely official and fake smile on his lips, "Professor Moriarty, I'm afraid you need to go to the government telecommunications bureau for some of the secrets you have."

Moriarty raised his eyebrows, "How many funny nicknames does MI[-] have?"

Vespa blinked, "At least it sounds better than the Office of the Permanent Under-Secretary of the British Foreign Office. The name sounds like a joke."

The British government held a small black umbrella in one hand and pointed at her with the tip of the umbrella, with a friendly voice, but it seemed to contain endless power, "Miss Vesper Lind, in fact, my umbrella really has a shooting function. "

Vespa shut her mouth obediently in an instant, and unfolded a sweet smile of all kinds, and the British government calmly rewarded her with a satisfied look.

But Moriarty didn't look very happy. There seemed to be nothing but darkness and terror in his eyes, with a strange sense of emptiness. "Mr. Holmes, you don't seem to be qualified to reprimand my little girlfriend."

Before Mr. Daifuku could refute, Vesper couldn't help but said, "Sorry, Professor Moriarty, it seems that you haven't become my boyfriend yet."

Moriarty frowned, "...Did you forget that we exchanged a passionate kiss last night?"

Vespa spread his hands, "It's just a kiss, you are so innocent."

Mycroft Holmes showed a satisfied expression, and then heard Vesper say to him, "Master Holmes, you are not my partner either, we don't even have physical contact."

The black-haired girl who was fighting against the two of them then looked at the consulting detective Sherlock Holmes who was gloating, "And you, Mr. Detective, I'm afraid we don't even have a penny relationship."

Scary geniuses with high IQs who have been bullied one after another: ... this woman is poisonous.

Vespa blinked innocently, looking innocent like an elf, but sexy at the same time, she spoke nonchalantly——

"Isn't what I said the truth?"

The inner drama of the genius trio who is powerless to refute is as follows——

British Government: ...she should have been left to fend for herself in South America long ago.

Consulting Detective: ... She deserves to be growing cotton in Eastern Paraguay.

Crime Boss: ...would like to throw her into the pool and drown her.