[Zhongyingmei] She is so stupid and refreshing

Artie was leaning against the doorway, thinking whether he should just find a way to go in by himself, when suddenly a light came from the door and shone directly on his face, he was stimulated by the light and frowned, looked up look--

The blanket on Susu's body slipped from her shoulders, revealing her narrow shoulders, and her expression was even more stunned.

Oh no--

she cried.

Moriarty was very helpless, he knew she would cry, so if he saw her in the dormitory that day, he just explained the matter clearly.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

In short, the lover cried, and the tears fell more quickly than the blanket just now. One big tear after another fell down without hesitation, as if scrambling to verify Newton's first law.

"Professor..." The student's voice was choked and sobbing, and then he paused and raised his head in a daze, "C-could it be the first seven...?"

Moriarty: ...don't really understand what she's talking about.

"Su, if you have anything to say, can you let me in first?" He blinked, "I'm so cold."

Susu whimpered: "They've all become ghosts...still so pitiful..."

"Hey..." Moriarty was confused by her just now, glanced back casually, then paused, then turned to Susu and said, "Seriously, Susu, if you don't let me in, things will go wrong." It's going to be troublesome."

"Huh?" Su's brain was still in chaos.

"Someone is chasing us."

"I saw—"

She seemed to wake up in an instant, and she flashed to the side. Moriarty quickly entered the room. As soon as she came in and leaned against the door, she heard a voice from outside the door.

"Uh... Miss?"

The voice outside the door sounded very young.

"I'm Sebastian Moran, and I'm a policeman."

Susu wondered why there were police everywhere, and even after leaving school, she still met the police.

"I just saw someone come in, do you need any help?"

"I—" She paused, her left hand holding the door suddenly tightened, and Moriarty smiled at her, um... Sure enough, the room is very warm, especially the students' hands, which are very suitable for warming up .

Su had no choice but to forcefully ignore Moriarty's act of scratching her finger, and calmly said, "It's okay, it was my...boyfriend just now."

So the professor who kept twiddling her fingers finally stopped and looked up at the bold student.

Su continued to say calmly: "He lied to me before...but it's all right now"

Moran: "Oh, sorry." The enthusiastic Moran always felt that he had been stuffed with dog food, alas, his heart was bitter.

※, 30

The room was very warm. After all, the heating was turned on sufficiently. The student wearing a nightgown and stepping barefoot on the carpet looked a little flustered. He was at a loss for a long time, and then he squatted down silently to pick up the blanket and wrapped it up again. .

Moriarty walked towards her, saw that she was even more flustered, so he seemed to pass her by unintentionally, and led her to take a step back——

Tsk, teasing girls invisible is the deadliest.

Su's entire face was flushed red.

He glanced at the small villa casually, and then first noticed the red wine on the table, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows and smiling: "You drink when you're an adult? Huh?"

Susu felt that the familiar voice had really reached her ears, and she couldn't help but feel a sore nose——

"Okay, don't cry." Moriarty shook his head, sat down on the sofa helplessly, and poured himself wine. It was Susu's glass. She opened her mouth to stop her, but saw that he had already finished his mouth. , I didn't say anything.

When Moriarty smacked her mouth and felt that the wine was not very good, she walked over obediently, sat next to Professor Moriarty, and then hesitated: "Professor...you, you didn't Die..."

"Why, are you looking forward to my death?" Professor Moriarty teased, leaning back casually, his tone full of jokes, "I'm not going to die."

Okay, okay, it’s okay to not die.

Susu was about to ask him why he was alive and how he did it, but she didn't want the professor to get up and walk towards the original dining table—the current laboratory table.

Su suddenly became nervous, rushed over and grabbed his pants, and said firmly, "You can't go over!"

Moriarty turned his head and looked down at the student who was lying half alone on the sofa, snorted coldly with disdain, and was startled for a while, the fabric of the suit pants in Su's hand came off his fingers.

Su thought to himself, when it was over, he would definitely laugh at himself.

Moriarty's voice sounded over there: "Let me see... well, white phosphorus, you are calculating the oxygen needed to burn five kilograms of white phosphorus... well, this green one is..."

He paused, raised his head, and stared at the flustered student with a half-smile, "Are you... wanting to know how I died?"

——Yes, that’s right, I really want to know.

Su pursed her lips, because she didn't believe that Professor Moriarty would die from the beginning, so something must have happened when the body was burning.

"Is this useful?" He picked up the glass rod, casually poked the light yellow white phosphorus next to it, and pouted, "It's damp."

"Oh..." Su Gan replied, "I bought it half a month ago and kept it in the ground. I had a cold a while ago, so I haven't had time to do this experiment. Well, it's damp if it's damp."

Moriarty looked at her, raised his eyebrows, walked towards her, bent down and lowered his head, reached out and touched her forehead, then nodded seriously: "Well, you have a fever, you're afraid you're going to die."

"You can still live after you die," she shook her head mockingly, "just like you, Professor."

Moriarty paused, then straightened up, looking down at her condescendingly.

——He, is he angry?Susu couldn't hold back her saliva, it's over, what should I do, how can I coax her?

"Correct your mistake, Miss Su," he said, "Don't call me a professor, I'm not a professor anymore."

ha?

Su looked up in astonishment. She thought that Professor Moriarty was going to get angry because of her disrespect, but... it turned out to be something like this.

But she was really embarrassed to ask her to change her words now, so she coughed and said: "There is a saying in China that 'one day is a teacher, and one day is a father'. I can't disrespect my teacher at will."

"Interesting, there is such a saying in China..." Moriarty raised his eyebrows, sat back next to her again, and said with a smile: "Then call Dad."

"I refuse," she said with a twitch of her brain, "I didn't expect you to like this kind of play."

Wait, wait, what did she just... say...? ? ?

Amazing my Su, this sentence can make you die without a place to bury you in various senses, do you know that?

Su turned his head in panic, and was looking for a crack in the small villa that could accommodate students with dirty thoughts. Unexpectedly, the professor said honestly: "No, I prefer teacher-student play."

You are enough!Really enough!

At this point the topic can basically be washed and slept. After all, the atmosphere is very embarrassing at this time. Of course, Susu is the only one who feels embarrassed, but the professor is very much looking forward to what interesting words the lover can say, but obviously this kind of expectation is inevitable. In vain, because Miss Su wished she had a fever of [-] degrees and passed out.

"Don't be nervous," the professor reassured, "after all, it's okay to talk about these things between 'girlfriends'."

Su bowed his head to Moriarty's forces convincedly: "...Professor, I was wrong."

"What's wrong?" Professor Moriarty persisted, asking questions one after another, as if he was patient every time he guided the students to think, "Is it wrong to fall in love with the professor, or is it wrong to refuse to call the professor dad? "

Su almost ran away: "The former doesn't exist at all! As for the latter...is the latter wrong!"

Professor Moriarty said innocently: "Why doesn't it exist? You didn't tell the policeman just now that your boyfriend is back...but what you said was 'a teacher for a day and a father for life'. There is something wrong with my equivalent substitution. ?"

Su was speechless: ...No problem, everything the professor says is right.

Seeing the student finally regaining his former stupid and aggrieved expression, Moriarty chuckled, patted the student who was sitting obediently on the sofa, and said softly, "I thought you would always keep your face like that , will never be happy again."

According to his observations these days, the students who originally liked to look up at the world and point to the flowers and trees to ask questions, but because of the news of his death, they slowly lowered their heads. out of sight.

But Su didn't know what to say. After all, she really felt...she really would never be happy again. After all, the professor was gone.

Speaking of this, she still couldn't hold back, and asked, "Professor, I would like to ask how did you escape from the fire?"

"I didn't escape." He picked up the wine on the table and took another sip. "The fire did kill that one—oh, yes, she would be dead if the fire didn't kill her."

she?

She had a flash of inspiration, and finally reacted quickly, and exclaimed in surprise: "Rebecca?"

This reaction made Moriarty pause. He looked up at his lover who was still in shock, and squinted his eyes: "When did you know that I killed Rebecca?"

Su was even more shocked: "You killed Rebecca?"

Moriarty: "..."

"I just thought of Rebecca's corpse, I thought you escaped from Dr. Lecter, but Dr. Lecter used Rebecca's corpse to pretend to be dead, oh, so crazy -"

"I 'borrowed' it from Dr. Lecter," he said with an exaggerated gesture. "He's got so much stuff there."

Su: "..." Well, she doesn't want to know this.

"That's why I said before," Moriarty taught his beloved disciple patiently, "don't go to see Dr. Lecter, he's dangerous—"

"You... aren't you dangerous?" Su Dai asked blankly, then lowered her head and frowned, "You, you...why did you kill Rebecca, I heard that she is a very good person. "

The heat in the room seemed to be pulled out at once.

Moriarty spoke without discerning his tone: "Are you afraid of me?"

"...Don't be afraid," she hesitated, then looked up, "I know the professor won't hurt me."

Moriarty laughed silently: "You are too confident."

"Otherwise, why did the professor come to me—" she said eagerly, "After all, if you want to kill me...you can do it right after entering the door, but since you didn't do it, does it mean...you trust me. "

Moriarty laughed at her, but wondered whether to leave here.

"Professor... I'm just curious..." She frowned, eager but a little scared, "They said Rebecca was a good person, I want to know why you killed her."

Moriarty looked down at her: "Do you remember the first question I asked you?"

She frowned and thought for a while, then replied, "My name?"

Professor Moriarty felt that any atmosphere could be completely ruined by her, and he could only feel that she was indeed that stupid student, and there was probably no other meaning in this question.

"I ask you why the killer wants to kill people," he stated to himself, "I said it was because of hobby, you said..."

"It's because of purity," she recalled... But even so, she thought of other possibilities later, "Professor, did you choose her at random? There must be some other reason!"

"Tell me the reason so that you think I'm a killer with ulterior motives?" Moriarty smiled. "You are very naive, Miss Su. I chose her only because she is good-looking."

Su's voice was a step higher: "But she is innocent."

"No one is innocent," said the professor coldly. "Remember it, Su. In this world, no one is innocent. Everyone has sins and everyone has a reason to die. No one is innocent."

She felt short of breath: "So... you mean, everyone has a reason to die, because everyone is not purely good?"

Yes, that was her pure theory, and he thought it made sense.

"Yes." Professor Moriarty affirmed.

"What about yourself?"

"Me too."

"What about me?" Su felt his heart was in his throat, "What about me? Professor... what about me?"

Moriarty's smile faltered.

"Do you love me?" She felt that she was probably crazy, and she didn't know where she came up with such words, "Do you love me...with, with pure love...do you love me? Professor... "

Susu didn't wait for Professor Moriarty's answer, because someone knocked on the door again. She glanced at the professor, then at the door that was ringing non-stop, and was finally defeated. Wrapped in a blanket, she got up and opened the door , Moriarty, who was sitting on the sofa, also looked away.

Su...Damn it?

It is undeniable that if Cong Xin answered this question, his answer would be - Su cannot die, he does not want Su to die, if possible, he even hopes that Su Su can stay with him all the time, otherwise he will not leave in Lecter Then ran to find her.

But according to his arguments, everyone has a reason to die, including himself, so Su...

Is she an exception?

Existing as an exception to his worldview...

The current Moriarty is obviously unable to give an accurate answer, but time will tell everything. Thinking of this, his frown relaxed.

In fact, to some extent, Moriarty is an optimistic person. On the one hand, it is out of conceit—is there anything in the world that I can’t solve?On the one hand, I'm still conceited - only the future Lao Tzu can solve the things that I can't solve, so what's the use of worrying now.

With such a mentality, he accepted everything calmly, except for the exception, and the equation also allowed multiple solutions.

But Susu on the other side is not so good.

"Mr. Police, what's the matter?" Su stepped forward to open the door and said with a headache, "It was really my boyfriend just now..."

"Oh no, miss," Moran said with some embarrassment, "Uh, I mean... can I borrow my mobile phone? The colleague who came with me seemed to ignore me and went back to the bureau."

Su: "..." Are you stupid?

Moran also felt very aggrieved. How did he know that he only went there for a few minutes, and the whole world changed when he came back. The senior drove away, and the old lady Margaret snored loudly in her sleep, and he scratched the door. Only the cat responded for a long time...

"Miss...you see..." Moran said nervously, "I hope I won't cause you any trouble."

"I won't cause trouble..." Su hesitated for a while, and logically said that she should invite the poor policeman to come in and have a drink of water or something, but there is a guy in the room who seems to be related to the police...cough , it's hard to say.So should she-

"Su," someone in the room suddenly called out. Su subconsciously looked back, and saw Professor Moriarty frowning at them, "Uh... what's wrong?"

Su glanced at Moran vigilantly, and found that the latter had a dazed expression and obviously didn't know Professor Moriarty, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "This policeman wants to borrow the phone. He was abandoned by his colleagues."

Moran: Throw, throw away...

Moran felt as if an arrow had been shot in his heart. Miss, can you not speak so bluntly? It hurts, you know?

Apparently she doesn't know...

Moriarty immediately showed a sympathetic expression: "Oh, poor, please come in."

Moran: ...I feel so useless.

Moran, who got the professor's approval, finally entered the warm little villa. Susu also kindly poured him a glass of water. Moran took it flattered, and then glanced at the dining table of the young couple's house——

Oh, with personality.

Moran silently looked away, and sat on the sofa under Moriarty's greeting, but Susu was obviously unhappy, after all, she still had a question that had not been answered, and Mr. Police's arrival undoubtedly It's a giant light bulb, oh no, or it should be called a lighthouse.

The atmosphere is silent, only the heat flows freely.

Moran bit the bullet and said, "I-I haven't rested yet..."

After saying this, he seemed to bite off his own tongue. Now that there are people in the family, how can the young couple have the nerve to go to sleep.

Moriarty looked back at Susu and raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you sick? Go to rest early—"

After a pause, he added: "Honey."

Su Lima blushed, and stammered: "... I, I, I, I will go to rest now."

"The mobile phone hasn't been given to Mr. Police yet." Moriarty stopped her amusedly, looked at Susu and nodded in an epiphany, ran upstairs quickly, ran down again within a minute, and handed the mobile phone to Susu with a flushed face. Mr. Police, but Moran felt that he had been stuffed with dog food for no reason.

After handing the mobile phone to Moran, she felt warm on her body. It turned out that Moriarty helped her put on the blanket that had fallen off again. It was obviously a caring gesture, but when it came from him, he felt that he was full of eyes. The smile didn't seem to care about anyone at all.

Su felt that his shyness was like a joke.

"Good night." She forced herself to calm down and said quietly to Professor Moriarty.

"Good night, dear." Moriarty told her gently, "Remember to take your medicine."

Okay, is it regret medicine? I know I'll take it right away.

It's just that before Susu turned around, Moriarty grabbed her arm again. When she turned her head, she saw Professor Moriarty's affectionate eyes locked on her firmly: "Honey, you haven't given me a hand yet. Goodnight kiss."

Don't push yourself too far!

You beast!

The passer-by, Moran, had to pretend not to see the young couple's dog abuse, and listened carefully to the rhythmic notification tone.

"Come on, don't be shy," Moriarty smiled and moved his face forward, his tone was a little aggrieved, "If you don't kiss me, you haven't forgiven me yet? My dear, I didn't mean to lie to you, I I'm just playing around with them, only you are my true love—"

Moran felt that his three views had been shattered, and he stopped pretending to be making a serious phone call. He raised his head in disbelief: "You actually have someone outside behind such a good girl?"

Moriarty gave him a look, wondering what it's none of your business.

Moran was distraught: "Scum!"

Su couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

The professor gave her a cold look, and Su Lima doggedly said, "No, as long as Jim loves me, I can accept everything about him."

Speaking of this, she had a flash of inspiration, looked up at Moriarty, and continued the unfinished question: "Do you love me?"

Moran felt that not only his three views were shattered, but his whole body was turned into a puddle of powder. He really didn't understand the young people's view of love nowadays: "Miss, you must think clearly, he I cheated behind your back before getting married, but after getting married, it might not be the result..."

Su stared at Moriarty, looking straight into his eyes: "Do you love me?"

Moran: ...Forget it, this girl can't be persuaded.

"You kiss me and I'll tell you," Moriarty said with a smile.

Su leaned forward without hesitation, touched his left cheek lightly, then took a step back, and asked seriously: "Do you love me?"

—— Moran stood up awkwardly: "Uh...uh, the bureau said to send someone to pick me up...I'm leaving first."

"Is it that important whether I love you or not?" Moriarty stared at her, "Su, what answer do you want?"

——The enthusiastic Moran couldn't hold back after hearing this: "She wants you to propose, sir."

Su bit his lip, feeling that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, he only frowned, and murmured: "I hope... I hope to know your reason, I hope you tell me, it's not purely because of hobbies."

—— Moran: "My God, sir, you actually think it's good to hook up with girls?! Miss, don't do it, just let it go, why do you have to be with him?"

Moriarty stared at his beloved student. From the first day she entered the school, Susu began to get in touch with him. No matter from which point of view, the impression of this student in his heart was never always good, but She has always been able to recover the impression that fell to the bottom a second ago.

He wanted to see what else Susu could do.

"I do because of hobbies."

——Mo Lan was shocked: "You're still so confident! Human scum! Beast!"

Then there was a long silence.

Moriarty thought to himself, after all this time, his lover could not restore her impression in his heart.

Susu turned her head and looked at Moran with a cold expression, which was exactly the same as Moriarty's eyes when she looked at a group of idiots sitting in the classroom in class: "You are so annoying."

"I'm leaving!" Moran yelled aggrievedly, and then ran out of the warm little villa into the icy and snowy land - before he left, he didn't forget to close the door for them.

Susu thought, this policeman is really a good man.

Moriarty no longer wants to deal with Susu any longer. He only gives people one chance, even if it is the so-called exception of his world view, this time there is also only one chance. After all, since she can't save her image this time, then This kind of thing will only happen more and more in the future.

—Leave at night while she is asleep.

Professor Moriarty thought.

Seeing Professor Moriarty come back to his senses, Susu suddenly remembered the question that Xiaomei asked her before leaving—"If Professor Moriarty was still around, would you worry about whether you like him or not?" .”

What is she saying?

If he's still here... I can't help but hug him...

Before the professor could move half a step, he suddenly felt warm all over his body. A heat source that was warmer than these radiators suddenly approached him, wrapping his arms tightly around his neck.

Susu whispered: "Anyway, professor, please give me a chance to stay by your side."

Moriarty wanted to ask, how did you know I was going to go?

But he still didn't ask.

"Okay." He hesitated for a moment, then raised one hand to pat her on the head, "Then you have to be good."

※, 31,

We can think of Susu as a very scheming person——

Su [dumbfounded]: Huh?

——After all, Moriarty's character can be dealt with, so how can he not be a ruthless character.

Su: Seems to make sense... So, I, I am a ruthless character?Hey hey hey hey...

m: Wake up, Susu, it's 07:30.

……

Susu stared at Dr. Lecter with a look of melancholy: "So, since I had this dream, I always feel that I can save the world... Cough cough, I may not be able to physically, I don't know if the pastor can—oh yes No, women can't be priests."

Dr. Lecter looked at her sincerely: "I suspect you are sick."

"Doctor," Susu said with a complicated expression, "If I'm not sick, why did I come here?"

Dr. Lecter: "...you make a lot of sense."

He refilled the tea in Susu's teacup and asked, "However, Moriarty is so relieved that you can see a doctor by yourself today? Isn't he always with you?"

"The professor said he was going to visit a good friend on Baker Street." Su Suli immediately looked disgusted, "He actually has friends? From the time I knew him to now, I haven't seen him have any friends."

Dr. Lecter touched his chin: "Me."

Su paused: "He won't admit it."

Ok……

Dr. Lecter looked at her and smiled: "However, I think maybe I can take you to see him and his friends."

Su was taken aback: "I don't want to go."

"Someone always wants to go," Dr. Lecter snapped his fingers, and Susu felt surrounded by a familiar chaos. Then, other people appeared. Dr. Lecter took off his white coat, took off his suit, Looking at the person on the sofa, he smiled and said, "Why, I haven't come out for a long time, and I forgot to grasp the taste of this body?"

The second one laughed: "Doctor you know, since the incident last time... It's not that I can't come out, but I don't want to come out."

She paused, then stood up: "Susu is living well."

"Tsk," Dr. Lecter shook his head with a smile, and said to her, "I guess I didn't enjoy the game last time. Let's go, let's go back to the theater."

watching a play?How can there be so many plays to watch?

When Moriarty was standing on the rooftop, he locked onto the two audiences at a glance, which directly caused him to pause in his speech...

Mr. Holmes was keenly aware of this, and he took a few steps forward calmly, followed Moriarty's line of sight, and found a man and a woman looking up at the rooftop.

Well, if nothing else...

Friends and relatives?Support team?supporter?

Mr. Detective "cut" with disdain, stupid, fancy.

Moriarty squinted at him: "What did you 'cut'?"

"You can control it?" Mr. Detective confronted him without showing any weakness.

The atmosphere of the two people downstairs was not so tense. Second looked at the two people upstairs, turned his head and said, "Did Moriarty see me?"

"We," Dr. Lecter corrected.

"Trust me, he only has eyes for me."

"No," Dr. Lecter smiled deeply, "he's looking at his Susu, you're second, honey."

The second feeling was choked by him, and he turned his head with a cold snort, with a hint of anger in his tone: "Then let him watch Susu."

After finishing speaking, she fell to the side, and Dr. Lecter caught her accurately, thinking, secondly, is Moriarty angry because he likes Susu?No, that's not enough to be angry now, so... Could it be because——

"Ding Ding Ding"

Her cell phone rang, and Dr. Lecter subconsciously looked up to the rooftop. Next to Detective in the windbreaker was Moriarty in a suit and leather shoes, and he was putting the cell phone to his ear, motioning for Dr. Lecter to pick it up.

Ok.

The doctor took out the mobile phone from Susu's pocket and put it to his ear to answer: "Hello?"

"Put my girlfriend down," Moriarty said coldly, "Go as far as I can without my hands."

"You can still do it?" Dr. Lecter replied, Moriarty is a typical mental worker, he is really head-to-head, and his combat power is simply scum.

"Of course..." Moriarty laughed, and then, the red spots on Mr. Holmes' back and chest disappeared, and they all came to Dr. Lecter's forehead.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows and asked with great interest, "What will happen if I push you down here now?"

Moriarty glanced at him with an exaggerated expression of realization, and then made a gesture, and one of the little red dots returned to Holmes again...

In fact, the matter is very simple, of course he can't do it head-on, so keep a good distance, no one can get close to him, then everything will be fine?

The atmosphere changed amidst the stalemate—Su woke up, and when she stood still, she found that the world had changed in front of her, and it was no longer the clinic she was familiar with. She seemed a little confused.

"What's the matter?" She turned her head to ask Dr. Lecter, and then said with a delicate expression, "You have a lot of red spots on your face, hey...you're still moving."

Dr. Lecter silently pointed to the rooftop, and Susu looked in the direction, and found a conspicuous tall guy in a long trench coat, and next to him was his tired boyfriend.

Although she was getting tired of watching him, Susu couldn't help laughing the moment she saw him, raised her arm and waved at him, and even jumped twice eagerly.

——What are you dancing?Do you expect to be able to jump up from there?

Sherlock commented pertinently: "Your girlfriend is a bit stupid."

"It's better than you don't even have a girlfriend." Moriarty shot back without hesitation.

"Who said that?" Sherlock showed a mysterious smile, and pointed to the corner of the street. Moriarty looked in that direction, but she was a beautiful and delicate woman in a white coat, with long hair draped over her shoulders. At the back of the head, the corners of the eyebrows and eyes are full of amorous feelings.

She looked up at the two people on the roof and smiled sincerely. She raised the gun with one hand and pointed at a person with an innocent expression. The stunned student suddenly opened his gleaming eyes wide, and fell powerlessly into a pool of blood the next second.

——It’s nothing but chaos.

So Sherlock pushed behind him effortlessly, and Moriarty lost his footing and fell to the roof.

dead, dead?

……

Susu woke up suddenly, sweating profusely without even caring to wipe it off, and started pushing the sleeping person beside him frantically: "Professor, wake up! I'm having a nightmare!"

Moriarty slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to stuff her into his arms, rubbed his chin against her head, his voice was low but sleepy, he patted her head with his hand, and murmured: " Be good, let’s talk about it tomorrow.”

"But--"

"To shut up."

"I don't! I really had a nightmare, it was terrible!"

"Let's talk tomorrow, be obedient." He held her tightly in his arms and added, "You said you would be obedient."

Susu felt wronged: "...you...well...you can talk about it tomorrow."

The professor was very pleased, and patted her on the head like a reward: "Good boy."

——I have nightmares every day, if I take it seriously with you every time, will you still have a happy day, stupid.

※, 32

"Susu?" Moriarty pushed her lightly. In fact, he didn't really dislike this feeling, but he felt that Susu's body was getting heavier and heavier. Of course, he didn't refer to the weight, but felt her Relying on oneself more and more feebly.

"Susu, are you okay?"

She heard the professor's voice coming indistinctly, and she already had a splitting headache, and she didn't even have the strength to get out of his arms. Then she felt light on her body, and she seemed to be—

Oh no, it's not a princess hug, please don't think so much, think about the sense of space, the princess hug is not suitable for climbing stairs.

Moriarty picked her up without hesitation, and Susu felt that the glass of wine she just drank was going to be knocked out, but she didn't even have the strength to refute his rudeness, so she could only let him aggrieve her Carry it upstairs.

The professor felt that the sickness of the student was really unpleasant, so after helping her lie down on the bed, he stared at her silently for a while and asked, "Do you need any help?"

Su: "Well..."

"Can't hear clearly."

Su: "Well..."

"Forget it, don't talk about it," the professor interrupted her moaning impatiently, leaned forward and touched her head, and murmured, "I remember you said that you have taken medicine... so you can feel at ease. Go to sleep, and you'll be fine tomorrow."

Sleep peacefully?

She has never slept peacefully when she is conscious, nightmares and light sleep are the normal state of rest.

But probably the professor's words are too deceptive, and with the addition of fever, the hypnotic effect is comparable to that of Dr. Lecter...

This is not a good metaphor, but no one is aware of it at the moment. Professor Moriarty watched his apprentice's breathing become even and smooth, and actually tucked the quilt up for her in a gentlemanly manner, and then exited the room.

He still went back downstairs, paced to Susu's laboratory table, and helped her correct a few data--I found it at the first glance, but I just endured it and didn't change it, good guy, now I finally endured it. Can't stop.

The time seems to be long, but it is not. From the time he entered the door to the present, it has only been about three quarters of an hour. He helped the students correct the data, and he still has some things to do.

The professor reached out to turn off the lights downstairs, picked up Susu's paper and pen nearby and put them on the sofa, then took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and connected the mobile phone to the small projector next to him.

A picture immediately appeared on the clean white wall.

The small parts composed of concentric rings are connected to each other by lines. They are intricate but not out of order, because they all point to the same center.

Like chloroplasts...?

However, Professor Moriarty obviously didn't have such a rich imagination, so he superimposed this picture with the map of Britain in his mind.

Why on earth is he doing these things?