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Mr. Adler stood nervously outside the classroom, waiting for Professor Moriarty to come out.

If he hadn't seen Professor Moriarty's thunderous methods, he would have found it hard to believe that these two men were actually the same person just looking at the man who was gently talking about mathematical theories.

How is it possible that one person interprets two completely different personalities to the fullest.Even Moriarty's students and scholars from all over the world did not have any doubts about him.

In their eyes, Moriarty is a gentle and knowledgeable professor.He is the academically coveted guide and partner, and the number of people who write to him and talk to him about academic issues every day can be regarded as not a small number.

Mr. Adler was a little tired from standing, and walked back and forth outside the classroom a few times.The right is to move your legs and feet.

"Isn't this Mr. Adler!" A voice came from behind.

The familiar tone made Mr. Adler's eyes slightly open.He paused, turned around, and looked at the man walking over.

The man's body is very muscular, to the extent that he doesn't want to mess with it just by looking at it.There is still a scar on his face.Above, when and how it was made.No one really knows, and no one dares to ask.

The men who often appear around Professor Moriarty are like dedicated guards.Of course Mr. Adler knew him, the person Moriarty trusted the most, and he could be called a capable man who was on par with Irene.

"Jack," he greeted, "it's a pleasure to see you here."

Jack didn't have the slightest intention of playing Tai Chi with him. He observed the next four weeks very carefully and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal.Only then did he look into the classroom through the crack of the door to look at Moriarty.

After doing all this, he turned his head and looked at Mr. Adler with all his energy.

"In fact, I have been by Mr. Moriarty's side all the time." Jack said mercilessly, "It should be your appearance that led to our meeting."

Mr. Adler was stunned, but he still had nothing to refute.

If it wasn't for his deep knowledge of Jack's straight-forward personality, he might have misunderstood how dissatisfied such a strong man was with him.This is a terrible misunderstanding.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Yes, there's nothing wrong with you saying that."

Jack glanced at him impatiently, then crouched in the corner.With sharp eyes, he carefully observed the situation inside and outside the classroom.All the muscles in his body were in a tense state, as if they could explode instantly in the next moment.Handle any situation against Moriarty.

Completely ignored by Jack, Mr. Adler stood aside resentfully.

In normal times, considering his status and status, Mr. Adler would have to pay back for Jack's rude behavior no matter what.

However, Mr. Adler thought about what he was going to say later, and unconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Those who come with bad news always get a chill down their backs.I was so flustered that I wanted to run away after finishing speaking.Especially, facing Moriarty, the pressure was even more tense.

I don't know how long it took, but the conversation inside finally came to an end.However, this is not good news for Mr. Adler at all.

If possible, he would rather people still discuss it inside.

Several young people came out side by side, each holding a thick notebook.Without exception, there were extremely relaxed smiles on their faces.

It seems that after this conversation, it seems that they have gained a lot.

Moriarty was still inside, talking to one of the young men who stayed behind.While the door was wide open, Mr. Adler overheard a few words.

They are talking about "prime numbers", "Lagrange points" and other things that he doesn't understand at all.

After just eavesdropping on a few words, Mr. Adler felt like yawning.He covered his mouth and secretly glanced at Jack who was waiting at the side. Seeing that he didn't pay attention, he opened his mouth wide and yawned in relief.

He looked at the sun outside, it was already noon, why was he so sleepy?

Mr. Adler couldn't figure it out.

"Professor." Jack stood up suddenly, and said respectfully to the person who came out.

Moriarty smiled very kindly, waved goodbye to the last young man, and even made an appointment for the next talk.The appearance of eagerly seeking talents and concentrating on studying is almost completely different from the Moriarty that Mr. Adler knew on weekdays.

Moriarty took the hot tea offered by Jack and took a sip.He looked around casually, and his eyes fell on Mr. Adler standing beside him.

"So, Irene asked you to talk?" Moriarty laughed.

Mr. Adler looked at Moriarty, stood up unconsciously, and even sucked his stomach extremely hard.It's like trying to cover up his belly.

Moriarty pursed his lips, and looked at Mr. Adler's nervous expression with some disdain in his eyes.

"Come on," he said, "to my office."

Jack followed behind Moriarty, with a huge body, his footsteps didn't make any sound.A pair of eyes stared at the surroundings with piercing eyes.That tense look, as if Moriarty was going through a sea of ​​swords and flames.It's like, there are many people in ambush on this road.

Mr. Adler followed behind the two step by step, not daring to breathe, and extremely cramped.

Fortunately, Moriarty's office wasn't too far away.Soon, he followed in.

Mr. Adler looked at Moriarty sitting on his tall leather chair, drinking the hot tea that Jack handed him, and said without raising his eyes, "What result?"

What should come will always come.

Mr. Adler boldly said: "Actually, Holmes didn't come for a long time at first. I think he may not be as smart as the rumors say. At least he is absolutely incomparable with you."

Moriarty glanced at him with a half-smile, without interrupting or speaking.

Mr. Adler seemed to have found a trick, and every time he said a sentence or two, he would quamolyaki without a trace.

Until the end, when talking about Holmes leaving with his things, he still didn’t forget to add a sentence: “He actually doubted your credibility, and specifically asked Irene to remind you of this. I really can’t understand…”

Moriarty put down the cup in his hand, and looked up and down Mr. Adler as if curious.It wasn't until seeing him go from agitated to terrified that he withdrew his gaze.

"Actually, I've been wondering how a smart woman like Irene could have such a stupid brother like you." Moriarty said, shaking his head slightly, "Later I found out that you are not only stupid, but also think you are smart." .”

Moriarty spoke these two sentences very calmly.But it made the listener's legs go limp and trembling.

"Teach, professor." Mr. Adler wanted to speak, but was frightened into silence by Moriarty's wave of his hand.

Moriarty flipped open a book he was reading, gently placed the gold bookmark inside between his fingers, twirling and flipping it around.

He glanced at Mr. Adler and sighed: "One last question. John Watson is no longer Mr. Holmes' assistant. Who is accompanying him this time?"

"A woman," replied Mr. Adler, "like Anne or something."

Moriarty snapped his playful fingers and smiled slightly: "This is quite interesting."

He turned his head and looked at the expressionless Jack beside him: "Don't tell me, she was the woman I accidentally injured when I was at Pier No. [-] last time, right?"

Jack nodded without looking sideways: "Yes, Professor. Now she also lives on Baker Street. I did a survey on her before, and this is her information."

After speaking, Jack took out an extremely neat report.

"Oh..." Moriarty raised his head slightly, and uttered a rather meaningful tone.

He looked at the paper under his hand with some interest, and lightly stroked the portrait of Anne with his fingers a few times.The paper with a little charcoal gray stained Moriarty's fingers with the color of ink.He looked at his fingers, as if he knew something interesting.

Suddenly, he laughed.

Mr. Adler stood aside with a blank face, completely unaware of what happened.

After a while, Moriarty seemed to come out of his own thoughts.He put away Annie's message and turned to look at Jack.

The latter understood and quickly reported his subsequent affairs one by one.

"Wait, Porturier is going to start the land acquisition, and you just got the news today?" Moriarty interrupted him suddenly.

Jack took out the report and placed it in front of Moriarty.

Portulier's plan to expand has been in a state of secretly operating plans before, and the market only got the news when the real people were about to make a move.

Speaking of which, Moriarty's people might get the news a little earlier than the others.

Moriarty's complexion was a little bad.

"Arrange, I'll have a coffee with the person in charge." Moriarty said, "Afterwards, if there is something about Porturiel, let them pay more attention. Report it to me as soon as possible."

Jack nodded yes.

After saying this, Moriarty seemed to have just remembered Mr. Adler standing beside him.He scratched his head, pointed at Mr. Adler and said, "Jack, take him down to get an extra meal."

Facing Mr. Adler's puzzled gaze, Moriarty continued: "As for the rest, let Irene make up her own mind. She is unwilling to admit defeat, so give her a chance."

Mr. Adler watched nervously as Jack approached him, and pulled him out the door.

Moriarty smiled, leaned back on the chair lightly, and let out a long sigh.

"Annie? This is getting more and more interesting..."