Baker Street Grocery Store [Comprehensive]

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"So the whole world is the same kind of people, and everyone has a reason to die."

"It is God's business to convict and judge people," Clara said, taking a step back from his kiss, "with all due respect, Mr. Moriarty, you are too conceited."

"Do I have it?" He looked at Clara with tears in his eyes that watered from his eyes.

Clara: "..."

This was so unreal, she asked hesitantly, "Are you really Moriarty?"

The other party seemed to like her question very much, with an eager expression on his face, and said, "I can prove it for you again."

Clara immediately stopped him from taking out another thing from his schoolbag, and said with lingering fear, "No need, I trust you very much!"

When the green light came on, Moriarty took her hand and looked left and right before crossing the road. Clara felt very awkward about this, after all, the other party was the "famous" Moriarty...

After entering the cafe, Moriarty ordered meals as a gentleman and opened the stool for her, which was simply considerate in every possible way.

This is a wonderful state.It stands to reason that Clara should be very restrained in this situation, but the reality is... well, she feels that she is loved...

This idea is very bad!

Clara cleared her throat and asked, "Uh, why are you dressed like this?"

Moriarty looked at his T-shirt, smiled at her, and said, "Oh, hobbies, being someone else is fun, maybe you can try—"

Moriarty paused, as if thinking of something, he slapped his head and laughed, he didn't look like a thoughtful criminal expert at all, and he continued: "I forgot, Miss Cooper must enjoy it more than I do." In the process of pretending to be someone else, take a look at your grocery store, it's very popular."

When Moriarty said this, Clara understood that the other party's acting skills were superb, and the personality he showed could not represent his own personality at all, so even if he stood in front of her alive, what she could see was still Moriarty was willing to give her a disguise to see.

"I don't know why you want to see me this time?" Clara said bluntly, "Frankly speaking, I really don't know what else I can do other than provide you with the whereabouts of Sherlock Holmes The place."

"It's not about service..." Moriarty opened the schoolbag - Clara shook, this action almost made her feel psychologically shadowed.

He took out a bag from it, and there was a pair of shoes in it. Moriarty had a shy expression on his face, "Clara, don't be nervous, I don't intend to make you do anything harmful, I just hope you put this pair of shoes on." The shoe to Holmes, oh, not so plainly, of course."

"Let's talk about this matter later, let's talk about something we are all interested in first." Moriarty put the bag aside, then turned to look at the hospital. The second floor of this coffee shop overlooks the front of the hospital The beautiful scenery, people coming and going, their coming and going are very anxious.

"Miss Louise is recovering very well," Moriarty seemed to be pointing. "I think her physical fitness is really good. After all, she has been lying in bed for more than a month, and she can recover so quickly." Rehabilitate her own muscles, even though she still passes out from time to time."

It seems that these were reported by Winslow, but I don’t know if Moriarty found out that she used other medicines for Louise. She received the medicines from Sheldon before the day of the concert—— Although they looked like biscuits, anyway, she asked Mr. Downey to bring them to Louise.

Louise's recovery is really good, she knows that.

"Look, isn't she there?" Moriarty raised his chin outside the window, and Clara looked out of the window, and saw Winslow pushing the wheelchair, and the person in the wheelchair was Louise.

She lost a lot of weight, and her face was pale, but despite this, her smile was very warm——damn it, Clara gritted her teeth and hated Winslow, and smiled at this bastard!

"I think they get along well," Moriarty said seriously. "Winslow even deliberately turned off his work to take care of Louise. You say it's amazing."

Clara pursed her lips and frowned, her expression was like swallowing dung, and she held her forehead, no way, although Louise had a good impression of Winslow when they first met, she doesn't have any feelings for him now. Some feelings that shouldn't be there!

"Why don't you ask the taxi driver to remind you?" Moriarty said in a caring manner, "Winslow has no good intentions~"

She has already seen it!

Clara thought that Mr. Downey must remind her, but she suddenly reacted: "How do you know that driver!"

"Don't worry, I know you're worried about Louise. It's normal for someone to visit you," he smiled kindly. "I won't attack the old man. I respect the old and love the young, don't I?"

No matter how unbelievable it sounds, turn around and ask Mr. Downey to pay attention... Clara slandered, and glanced at the hospital again. Louise did look much better now, which reassured her a lot.

"After this incident, maybe Louise will be able to walk slowly..." Moriarty's voice came to her ears, with an ethereal feeling.Clara turned to look at him, who pushed the shoe in front of her.

If Clara understood correctly, what Moriarty meant was that if he handed these shoes to Holmes for him, he would properly increase the dosage for Louise, so that her recovery would be smoother.

How important are these shoes?

Although Clara was very curious, she chose to keep her mouth shut this time and silently put away the pair of shoes. Clara said, "Just give the shoes to Sherlock?"

"Oh, Clara, use your brain," he smiled and shook his head, "If you give it to him directly, there will be a great risk. If these shoes are involved in any murder, you will not be able to explain it clearly."

Clara was silent for a moment, why did he remind her so kindly?But then again, doesn't she look stupid herself?Go straight to Sherlock and say to him——

"Hey buddy, do you want new shoes? Retro models~"

Does she look like someone capable of such a thing?

Clara shook her head and sighed helplessly because her intelligence was not trusted, "Then what do you mean?"

"Oh, I don't mean anything, I'm definitely not trying to tell you what to do, you can do whatever you want, really," he said sincerely, and then added with a smile, "But I hope you'd better let him find out for himself. A pair of shoes, completely remove yourself from the suspicion of this pair of shoes, not to mention low-level mistakes such as fingerprints and DNA."

Moriarty said softly, "I hope you can surprise me."

completely fine!Clara raised her eyebrows. She was happy to accept the challenge. It was just a pair of shoes. Could there be some killing virus?Wait—the other party is Moriarty, what if there is really a murderous virus!

"Uh...ahem," Clara asked seriously, frowning, "Forgive me, there will be no problem with this shoe, right?"

Moriarty said doubtfully, "What's the problem? The size is wrong, it doesn't fit his feet? It's not for him anyway."

Clara: "..."

"However, it really makes me suspicious that you care so much about him..." Moriarty looked at Clara with a smile, his eyes were soft but inexplicably oppressive, "You really fell in love with Sherlock Holmes? "

"Of course." Clara nodded.

Moriarty raised his eyebrows, still staring at her, and Clara also looked at him. After a few seconds of silence, Clara couldn't help but smile, and asked in confusion, "Are you serious?"

"Who knows..." Moriarty shrugged, "Maybe it was just a joke."

"Please, Mr. Moriarty," she said with a smile, "if someone asked me, I might explain, but since it's you, I don't think I need to explain."

Clara leaned back on the seat, her tone helpless: "How could I fall in love with anyone, let alone Sherlock Holmes."

"Perhaps you are afraid that I have mastered one of your weaknesses again." Moriarty said to her, "I can threaten you with Louise, but I can also threaten you with Holmes."

Clara smiled and shook her head, and said helplessly again: "Mr. Moriarty, you really don't have to flatter me at all. I know how much I am, and you threatened me with Holmes? This is really a big joke——Holmes What is more important, Mr. and I, is simply a matter of a glance."

"And..." Clara thought for a while, then smiled at Moriarty, "I don't think you are such a rude person, maybe you prefer a relaxed cooperation model for both parties?"

"Cooperate?" Moriarty smiled inexplicably, and then said, "Good cooperation, Ms. Cooper, then."

Clara nodded at him and took a small sip of coffee, but Moriarty's next words nearly choked her on the coffee.

"You have been tracking down my whereabouts for a long time, Clara." Moriarty ignored Clara's frozen hand, "I know your movements, and I also know that you have been looking for months, and all you got is a name."

This is simply a shame for her. She thought that no matter how careful people would be, she would go through the cases one by one in the information given by the Boss. In the end, she only heard Mo The name Riati, nothing else is known.

But as far as she analyzed the clues of these materials, Moriarty's horror shocked her. He was involved in a wide range of activities, from arms smuggling to cultural relics smuggling to drug smuggling. He was good at it. London It is completely his old lair, and he can almost reach out and take anyone's life.

What is even more frightening is that no one in London is aware of this problem. Even the few cases she is involved in London are almost related to Moriarty. However, if the Boss hadn't told her about these problems, She wouldn't even think of pursuing it.

So, it wasn't that she was timid, it was because of Moriarty's strength that she had to be afraid.

From the appearance of "Quasimodo" that night, she had a premonition whether the other party was related to Moriarty, and later found out that she was lucky enough to meet this gentleman in person, and she was trembling throughout the whole process.

Including now, the other party is sitting in front of her, showing a peaceful and easy-going attitude, and she still has a hurdle in her heart. No matter how serious Moriarty's words are, she will be scared and run away without any hope.

Clara didn't want to die very much, especially at the beginning of the great business of fighting Moriarty.

Moriarty said lovingly: "I can't find out your identity, I only know that you came out of the orphanage, but to me, you are Clara, Clara—gLiarAndRaggedActress."

"Am I right?" Moriarty seemed to be able to see through her.

Clara was stunned for a moment, her expression was complicated, but she couldn't hold back in the end, and expressed her true inner thoughts:

"Mr. Moriarty, there is a grammar problem. There must be an article before countable nouns."

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