Baker Street Grocery Store [Comprehensive]

Mr. Moriarty's shot is of course extraordinary, and the success of his debut in front of the world has attracted the attention of the world to him.

This world may be exaggerated, but Clara's "world" may not be an exaggeration at all.

In her world, no matter whether she is a colleague or an enemy, everyone is eager to try.

The reason is that half an hour after the image of Mr. Moriarty's arrest appeared on TV, the gentleman who was supposed to stay in prison actually sent a video.

It was himself in the video, and he said something - diamonds.

Ordinary diamonds are nothing unusual, of course, but the diamonds Moriarty was talking about... tsk, it's not ordinary diamonds, it's a mine, yes, a diamond mine.

Moriarty said that he was not very interested in power and wealth, and was tired of the fancy of this world.

So I only hope that there will be someone in the world who can find this diamond, and as a gift, Moriarty will tell him the address of this hidden diamond mine.

Don't ask why people believe it, because the background of this video is in a diamond mine. Mr. Moriarty wears a crown and looks like a rich and humble king in a fairy tale.

Have you ever seen what it looks like when boiling water boils?

Well, the current situation in the industry is very similar to this.

Everyone is not stupid, the information given by Moriarty has long been discovered, it is the line of words - HELLO, BAKERSREET.

Baker Street was such a famous place that nobody forgot who was there.It is the myth that has been silent for several days since the unexpected death of his best friend, Sherlock Holmes.

This was an obvious thing, and Moriarty would not joke about it. Only Holmes in Baker Street had the ability to keep this diamond.

Although some people wondered how Sherlock Holmes would keep the diamonds for Moriarty, they were still a minority, and were soon suppressed by the enthusiastic voice of the diamond mine.

That being said, some people must have gritted their teeth.

As far as she knew, Moriarty had sent emails to some top experts before, but now this treasure had become a well-known secret.

Originally thought that there were only a few competitors, but he turned out to be so unkind and shouted to the whole world. This approach will definitely be hated.

Clara has to admit that this trick is very good. After the news is released, when everyone comes, a fight will be inevitable when the enemy meets head-to-head.

If someone finds out later that a strong player is also among them, then someone must doubt whether the diamond has been taken away, and another fight will be fought at that time.

In the end who owns the diamond is still uncertain.Because the most likely scenario is that a bloody cannibalism will be staged here before the diamond is seen.

It's not that she doesn't understand the truth of dying for money, especially for their business, so-called feelings are empty words, and company is also empty words. Only the money in your pocket is the real deal.

So Moriarty wants to bloodbath Baker Street...

Outsiders don't know the cause and effect. Seeing the tragedy on Baker Street, they will only doubt Mr. Holmes' ability.

At that time, the foundation of people's trust will be shaken.

Although outsiders know nothing about the dark world where the undercurrents are surging, the bright and dazzling side also caused an uproar.

Moriarty invaded the three places with the highest security in London. Such a high-profile humiliation, let alone the government, could not stand it, and the general public respected him.

Next, it is estimated that there will be some kind of court summons. Is Moriarty going to testify in court and say, "No, no, no, I didn't do it. I was wronged. Sherlock Holmes ordered me to do all of this. of!"

—Is he going to do that?

Clara shrugged. How many people would believe what she said, after all, Holmes' name was there.

Obviously, she didn't have to worry about Mr. Moriarty, because she later learned through the Internet that this gentleman did not defend himself at all.

Clara thought mischievously, Mr. Moriarty is going to die like this?

Exactly what Moriarty had in mind is another story.

At present, there are more and more tragedies on Baker Street. Although they will not appear in people's sight at first, they seem to have no scruples afterwards.

Through the crack of the door, Clara saw a woman walking on the road with a child in her arms, and then suddenly a burly man fell down in front of her.

The child was so frightened that he carried it on his back.

One step away from the bloodbath on Baker Street.

Clara waited for Moriarty's instructions, and later she saw Mr. Holmes go out, neatly dressed, but somewhat emaciated.

No wonder, after all, he played the violin for so long.

Clara watched the car go away, but she was not willing to look back.

Now Mr. Holmes has returned to the way she saw him a few years ago, alone and without friends.

The next few days were full of uproarious trials.

Moriarty's acting skills are superb, but when Sherlock looked coldly at the judge, Moriarty showed a tangled mentality that shouldn't be there.

When the judge asked about this, Moriarty said with a look of fear: "I-no, I can't say it!"

Despite what he said, when he finished speaking, he gave Sherlock a terrified look, seemingly affected.

There are too many messages in the eyes, and the silence is better than the sound. Many people hold the mentality of trying to figure it out, and make up the ins and outs of this picture vividly.

It included the Sherlock Holmes threat, which was a huge hit.

But Clara did not continue to follow up the entire incident.

The charm of diamonds is endless, my dear friends.Everyone is busy looking for diamonds.

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds!

Someone was watching this sex game in the dark, Clara said, and Moriarty was a real manipulator.

Although Clara has no interest in robbing diamonds, she is very interested in admiring them robbing diamonds.

Mr. Holmes has been staying in 221b these days. Except for the last time he appeared in court to testify against Moriarty, he has almost lost his voice, and seems to be still in the grief of losing his best friend.

But the outside world did not let him go.

Who cares whether you are difficult or not, your difficulty has nothing to do with me, but your faults are harmful to me.

In fact, what could Sherlock do wrong?

His fault is probably because "too familiar with accidents."

Well, this is typical sarcasm.

Now with Moriarty's glance as a pretext, and reporters who don't know where to throw Sherlock Holmes as a conspiracy, countless voices flocked, but the center of the storm remained silent.

The outside world felt a little flustered by Holmes's calm behavior.

Clara occasionally glimpses a few comments online—

"Why hasn't Sherlock come out to explain? Are we wrong?"

"...My friend just passed away not long ago."

Such supporters are also in the minority, which is really funny to say, but Mr. Holmes is indeed a 221% freak. He is still staying in [-]b. Although the outside world talks about him, he himself is completely shielded from these things. Say nothing.

Look, what they worry about, people themselves don't bother to talk about it.

What a strange state.

Public opinion can not only push a person to the highest point, but also throw him to the bottom in a blink of an eye.

This was one of Moriarty's plans, and it was hard to guarantee whether he had found someone to spread this view.

Although this was not a one-day job, in fact, a seed had been planted in people's brains since the previous fatal game case, and now it was just fertilizing and waiting for the seeds to bloom into evil flowers.

Clara waited, waiting for Moriarty to give her final instructions.

Desperate people smile when they see ruins.

Clara sat in the dark and desolate grocery store, completely isolated from the outside world.

Without all of this, she could see more clearly—a world full of materialism, a world full of rhythm and passion, a world full of violence, a world full of gold and jade, and a world of ruins, this is a world.

Calm down and listen, the sound is jumbled and overwhelmed.

Probably not complaining about this world, mainly because her state of mind has changed. In fact, she could see these things before, but she was numb before, but now she is tired. It doesn't matter, she is not in a good mood.

Clara packed her guns, one gun, one bullet.

Calculate the time should be almost——

Sherlock looked at the wall clock on the wall, then at the date, and sat on the sofa meditating.

—The time has come.

This was the first time that a case was completed in cooperation with others, not the cooperation with Dr. Watson. The meaning of this cooperation really made him feel very insecure.

Because this time he is not the chaser, but the one who waits until a certain point in time, and then what happens... This is really an interesting question.

This time the matter was out of his hands.

You should learn how to trust alias.

"Ding ding..."

With the familiar text message ringtone, Clara glanced at the phone on the table and saw Moriarty's text message——

"The time has come, dear Miss Cooper."

Well, that's what she was waiting for.

The door of the grocery store was finally about to be opened... Clara thought to herself, this time she would go through the eyes of the killer outside to enter 221b, and kill the detective with her own hands—I don't know if she would come out alive.

In fact, Moriarty didn't want her to kill Sherlock, she just wanted her to kill Mrs. Hudson, but she felt that now that she was going to 221b under the eyes of a group of people, she only had one chance.

It would be better to kill Sherlock than to kill Mrs. Hudson.

Clara smiled - she went through the hail of bullets just to kill you, this is also a deep love.

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This semester in the Department of Mathematics, there is a Chinese exchange student with a strange painting style...

Personality Baozi is still a road idiot, and his English is not good but he is chatty. Except for his mental arithmetic ability, he really has no advantages.

Su: "Student, can you give in? You are good-looking and you can't be presumptuous. This is an advanced math class. Sit back to your seat. You are blocking the professor."

Moriarty: "Which professor?" He subconsciously looked back at the class representative who was cleaning the blackboard for him on the podium.

Although her hairline is indeed a bit back, it can't be said that she looks old.

But your aesthetic is still good.

Su looked at the classmate who was still standing there, and the uncontrollable pride on his face, and couldn't help muttering worriedly: "Dagayi's brain is out of order..." (Shanghai dialect: probably his brain is broken)