[BBCsherlock] To you in my heart

Childish, and sometimes even dependent on him.And the words that I have always looked down on the most are also crowned on my head.Jim had a natural fascination with seduction that was beyond my reach.

What's even more frightening is that our usual partnership began to distort at some point, and gradually formed a substance similar to love.Even if I hate him, it's not just because of my body and my character, I've been at home and been his dark shadow since we both went to school.

When Jim and I were 13, the Moriartys died in a plane crash.I don't know what impact this incident has on Jim, anyway, after this, his criminal group officially started.

And for me, it's really sad to lose two people who were with me day and night.real.I'm not a total villain.

At the funeral, I was there in my stead for my bad brother because he had to take care of something he was in charge of (it was really hard for him to skip school to do it when he was only a teenager).People who came and went shook my hand with the same expressions, although there were only a dozen or so so-called "communicators"—York and Martha were a couple who were not sociable, and they had very few friends in life, let alone any confidants A close friend.

However, after thinking about it, this is beneficial to the series of stories that happened next.Moreover, observing their demeanor is indeed a very interesting thing.

——The bald man with a beer belly, and the blush on his cheeks from last night's party.

——The woman with big curly hair is leading the boy who is still chewing on a lollipop and hastily throws a flower.

At this time, an old man with gray hair came towards me.She was wearing a pure black shawl, which was unexpectedly beautiful.I gave her a polite smile, and she rolled her eyes:

"My child, you have worked hard." She said calmly, without the tears of a woman, but with some meaningful meaning. "Oh, thank you for your concern." I still smiled, but I didn't know how to continue.She moved closer to me and said, "You probably don't remember me. I'm Mrs. Gwynn, your mother's poker buddy. The last time I saw you was when you were in junior high, James dear."

She knew right away who I was—you know I'm here today under the title of "Jim Moriarty."

"You know..." "It's not important, kid." The old man blinked mischievously, like a girl of seventeen or eighteen.

To be honest, it feels uncomfortable to be seen through at a glance, and it's only based on the fact that I deliberately played my brother.

Deep down I resent having a deep conversation with this lady.So, I squeezed the collar deliberately and nodded, "Anyway, thank you for coming. Mother and father will be happy too. God bless you and wish you good health."

She obviously understood my disguise, and her eyes were full of deep meaning that I was not comfortable with.Mrs. Gwen hugged me with a smile and retreated into the line.

Meeting Ms. Louise Gwynne at that time was indeed an accident.I really didn't expect her to be related to the youngest daughter of the Holmes family.It's like I wasn't expecting another "Sherlock Holmes" at all.

It was a long time later when I met her again—probably not long after the "Reichenbach Falls" incident.

And it was she who took the initiative to come to me.This was a strange thing—after all, no one knew about Moriarty's lair.

The old lady at that time was even older.I could actually see the expression of the dying person from her face.

Wearing that pure black cloak, she looked very much like a witch in black from a foreign land.

"Dear child..." She murmured her lips and coughed violently a few more times.The bodyguards next to me were already ready to draw their guns, but I immediately held them down and helped Mrs. Gwen closer to the house. I don't know when I became so kind and would accommodate someone who might control you All secret people.

She calmed down for a while, and turned her cloudy eyes with difficulty: "I don't have much time, so let's make a long story short."

Shhh—her so-called long story was short, but it was not short at all, but it was very important.

"I believe you have seen the abnormality of Miss Sharon Holmes, and the similarity—in a sense, you are like the same kind." To be honest, her first sentence almost made the quilt in my hand fall.

That girl, the interesting Sherlock Holmes girl.Her behavior irritated me, but it also raised the idea that we came from the same place.

"Exactly."

After Mrs. Gwen finished speaking, she shrugged helplessly, "You don't belong to this world. You can attribute this phenomenon to 'magnetic field variation'. But, now, let's make a bet."

I stared straight at her: "Why?"

"A little selfishness of mine."

"Ma'am, do you think I'm the kind of fool who loses money in business?"

"It's an equal deal."

I spread my legs and put my hands together: "You say."

Mrs. Gwen's nervous expression eased a little, "You can't do without that child Jim." She was very sure, and very... correct.As much as I hate to admit it, that's the fate of twins with the same idiosyncrasies.

"So, I can let you live with him forever."

Surprised me, but I didn't ask her what to do.I just throw words at random: "Condition?" "A condition that doesn't count."

She took a breath, and the wrinkles on her face shook slowly with the movement of her muscles:

"I have a medicine here that can readjust a person's original magnetic field and return to his original world. I hope you let Sharon drink this medicine. Don't worry, you will never find out. After drinking this medicine There will be a period of incubation. And there will be a unique signature."

I had her tea topped.

"Thanks, sweet boy - she's going to have a needle in her arm, and over time the tissue where the needle is inserted will become more sore. Even Sherlock won't know it's because of the oral drug caused."

"Of course, there will be mistakes. I haven't dispensed this medicine for a long time... Maybe some accidents will occur during the change of the magnetic field, causing the magnetic field to be chaotic... Even, two different magnetic fields coexist."

"I thought you liked that girl very much." I couldn't help laughing at this weird thing and the strange attitude of the old man.

She shook her head: "No, it's because I like that child so much that I did this."

"why?"

She paused for a long time, and finally, a tired look appeared on her old face, and she was extremely fragile, as if it would disappear in the next second.

"Just imagine, if two people with different magnetic fields combine, what will happen to their child? What will happen to her?"

She buried her head in her hands,

"If I don't do this, she will die."

Accept or not

The result was indeed expected by Mrs. Gwen.As expected, the magnetic field became chaotic.

It was dusk when James finished his story.

The tea on the table had been cold for a long time, so when James was about to raise his glass with a smile, Sharon interjected indifferently: "Be careful of diarrhea." But as soon as he said this, the man had already smashed the cup. He pursed his mouth and put down his teacup with still unfinished thoughts.

"Chinese tea is really delicious."

She didn't answer, and didn't know how to answer.She doesn't know how to taste tea, as long as it's not too weird, she can accept it - just like drinking a drink.If possible, she really hoped that the smiling Mr. Moriarty would bring her a cup of steaming milk to drive away the chill from the top of her head to her toes.

"Excuse me, who do you know who will implement this plan in the end? It won't be Mrs. Gwen." The sentence "Can I ask a question" that came to her mouth was swallowed back in time by her.She didn't want to waste too much decorum on a moody person.

"You already have an answer in your heart, don't you? Why don't you say it?" James looked straight into her eyes, "The prospective sister-in-law you met, Cecilia."

After getting this answer, Sharon actually breathed a sigh of relief.There were two suspects on her list, and the worst plan was Alison.Who made that hot-tempered female man do some incomprehensible behaviors on North Gower Street.As for Cecilia... She didn't have much contact with this American blonde girl, but when she thought of her younger brother who was far away in the United States, she secretly felt sorry for an unknowing teenager.

"Don't relax so quickly," James' tone became colder in an instant. First, it was unacceptable. "Aren't you going to ask Cecilia's details again? You're still a sister. "

Sharon was silent.James was very satisfied and "enthusiastically" went on to introduce:

"She came out of the slums and was blind from birth. She has been living a miserable life. Once, there was a big riot in the United States, the streets were full of robbers, and the whole city became a paradise for crime. I happened to I was watching in a video store, and Cecilia was there. I watched her, a blind woman, trembling and trembling with her senses, kill two burly men without the slightest hesitation. You know she was only 14 years old."

"I thought you'd be a gentleman and act first for her."

"Don't worry, I did all the aftermath work for her in a gentlemanly manner after this, and as 'James Moriarty', I don't have as many people as my brother, so we both reached an agreement, I fix her eyes for her, and she does one thing for me."

"One thing? Just one thing?"

"Silly