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It began to rain lightly in London. Normally, Holmes would nestle on his sofa at this time, either reading some boring miscellaneous periodicals, or burying himself in his desk with his research or research.And Nora is either writing miscellaneous notes in her small apartment, or reading lazily on the sofa with Holmes.There must be a lamp lit in the living room, and if the weather is cold, the stove will burn vigorously, making the room like spring.

But today an accident happened——

Holmes calmly turned his head to avoid the blow from Moran's claws again. He bent down to attack Moran, and while the opponent jumped a step to avoid it, he suddenly grabbed a handful of dirt on the ground and sprinkled it on him.Moran was caught off guard and swung his palm away, but lost his vision for a second. Holmes took the opportunity to bend his elbow like lightning and hit Moran's side hard. His bones were hit hard, his face was distorted for a moment, he was almost out of breath, he hurriedly backed up a few steps, glared at him with gloom and anger, and roared out of breath, "You——"

"Scumbag?" Holmes shrugged his shoulders. "You were the one who attacked me first, if I remember correctly."

"You—" Moran was about to step forward, but Moriarty stopped him. He didn't seem to see the flushed face and clenched muscles of his subordinates, and he just said lightly, "You lost, Sebastian Ann, even a loser should have manners. Even if you look like a tie, but Mr. Holmes is using it here," he tapped his temple, "—fighting, and if it goes on like this, you just have to But it will be even worse to lose."

"Go down." He ordered irrefutably.

Even though Colonel Moran was unwilling, he didn't dare to say anything, gritted his teeth, bowed his head and backed away.

"Well," Moriarty spread out his hands and smiled with interest, "Then it's the ladies' performance, please invite our Marianne from Greece and Miss Nora Sharp from Liverpool—"

Nora has never told anyone about her hometown, so this brief introduction undoubtedly illustrates a very important issue - Moriarty has not only investigated her, he knows many things about her, including in her Before she became Nora Sharp, even she herself didn't know about the past.What's more frightening is not this, but—you don't even know what else he found. Will those memories that you don't even remember become the Achilles' heel for them to lose this battle one day?

Nora took a deep breath.She knew very well in her heart that Moriarty's psychological warfare was just to frighten her and distract her, but he also knew very well that it would not have much effect, it was just his subconscious habit of playing tricks.She squinted her eyes slightly, watching Marian walk slowly in front of her, curling up her soft and shiny hair with her slender fingers, biting her nails and chuckling, "You can admit defeat now, so as not to suffer Too much trouble, little girl."

Holmes subconsciously took a step forward, but was stopped by the red-haired Sandra with a gun, and reminded, "Don't act rashly, Mr. Holmes, what we want to see is a fair contest."

"Fair? Oh, that's one of the funniest jokes I've heard this year," Holmes sneered unflinchingly. "You put a professional hitman on a woman with some punches—without asking us at all. Willingness, and now you are asking us for fairness? Oh, I have to say, even if this Mr. James Moriarty standing before you may be the king of crime you deserve, he will be one. A tyrant who tramples on the law, no doubt!"

"You——" Marian was furious, and those narrow and beautiful eyes suddenly shot out an extremely sharp and cold light, and the whole face became gloomy and terrifying.She couldn't bear other people's disrespect towards Moriarty, and she couldn't ignore it at all. Ever since she met this powerful man who seemed to be omnipotent when she was a teenager, she jumped from a downcast noble daughter who was bullied by others. To be this person's right-hand man, she regards him as the greatest faith in her life, she does not hesitate to sell her appearance to achieve his goal, and she does not care about the blood on her hands to smooth out all obstacles in his future, she does not even ask for it Any reward, being able to stand by his side and watch him manipulate the changes in the empire is the most glorious memory in her life. This kind of feeling surpasses love in the world, and his tolerance and indulgence make her more and more dependent. How can she swallow it? This tone - let a man who is inferior to him in every way and can only play tricks to mock and insult that person until now? !

Her hand tucked into her sleeve moved slightly, but the faith in her heart stopped her with a sentence, "Don't disobey my order without authorization, Marianne."

A very plain sentence, but condescending and full of majesty, Marianne was taken aback, and turned to look at Moriarty, who was also looking at her with calm and deep eyes.

She clenched her teeth, said nothing, took a step back silently, and withdrew her hand.

Moriarty just turned his head and smiled at Holmes, seemingly not caring, "Mr. Sherlock Holmes, I don't have to doubt that the meaning of your words is exactly the same as what I just said... Do you want to Make her angry, make her lose her mind, and attract all her attention—you are indeed very smart, and your ability to read people's hearts is better than I expected, but you will understand her weakness after a few meetings, just like me Know where your weaknesses are."

Holmes shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.

Marianne froze for a moment, showing a look of sudden realization. She glanced gratefully at Moriarty, and then her gaze suddenly turned to Holmes. It took only a second for her to go from soft admiration to cold hatred. The hoarse voice told him, "I will treat your little beauty well... in return, Mr. Holmes, I promise."

Nora sighed helplessly, "Xiali, you should have more confidence in me."

Holmes stared at her calm side face. Even though his heart was full of uneasiness and worry, his expression was still calm and calm. After she finished speaking, he was stunned for a few seconds, thought for a moment, and then Nodding, a little relieved and a little ashamed, "You're right."

"Do you believe I will win?" Nora asked, raising the corners of her lips.

"Always." He replied.

"Don't speak so fast, little beauty." Marianne smiled coldly, "I hope that after 2 minutes, your soft and charming little lips can still say this ignorant and fearless oath."

Nora smiled slightly, "Mr. Moriarty, what counts as victory?"

Before he could answer, she blinked playfully, "What if your people don't admit defeat until they die?"

Moriarty seemed to find it very amused, he smiled gently, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Oh, this Miss Marianne seems to have great hostility towards me. I think she would kill me without hesitation if she had the slightest chance," Nora spread her hands with an innocent expression, "But Unfortunately, now you have the final say, if I win and she refuses to admit it, it will be a great harm to your reputation, so... I think it's better for us to set up a fair rule - who is the most If you fall to the ground first, even if you lose, how about it?"

"That's rude," Moriarty smiled, "but it seems interesting, Marianne, what do you think?"

"Down?" Marianne smiled. "Of course—I can't wait."

Nora sighed, she didn't do any grudges or grievances, and the hatred placed on her by the femme fatale could fill the entire universe.

"Shall we begin?" Mary Anson smiled.

Nora unhurriedly first bent down and tied the extra skirt into a knot so as not to hinder her movement, then rolled up her sleeves, buttoned the cuffs together, and loosened the collar button tied around her neck, as if her whole body All relaxed.Then he raised his eyes and bowed slightly to Marianne with a calm expression and soft tone, "Please."

Marianne has been watching her actions, the expression in her eyes changing slightly.At this moment, the Greek beauty is still wearing a thick velvet tunic dress, the skirt drags the mud, and long white gloves. The whole person looks delicate and elegant. With meticulous gorgeous makeup and red lips, she Even a strand of hair exudes incomparable femininity, making Nora on the opposite side look like a poor and simple flower girl.

But at this moment, she didn't dare to underestimate this woman who had been calm since just now. In fact, although they had thoroughly investigated Holmes and everyone around him, this Nora Sharp was indeed the only one who was full of emotion. There are many mysteries about her that they have not been able to solve so far. If it is not confirmed that she is not a member of Moriarty's staff, maybe she will think that she is an actor hired by Mr. to lure Holmes .

After all, she was a far cry from the "Nora Sharp" she knew in the past.

What kind of secret does this woman have... Marianne's lips raised an inexplicable smile, she moved her fingers, and the cold light quietly hid in the depths of her shining eyes.

"Remember your promise, Moriarty," said Nora. "Even though I know it's not worth mentioning, I still have to remind you to give us Judy 'return'." She wouldn't ask for more, For example, knowing the whereabouts of William, because Moriarty is obviously not a person who allows the other party to make progress, and she is not even sure whether he will keep his promise in the end.But the facts were already like this, she had no choice but to hope that he would be arrogant enough to be confident enough not to care about the threat such a small person would bring to him.

Moriarty had an invariable and elegant smile on his face, "Of course, ma'am."

Nora's eyes moved to Marian who was eager to try—although she was wearing a complicated dress, she did not dare to underestimate the destructive power that the other party would bring. This is the most terrifying thing about professional killers.They have no sense of guilt about killing people, and they are always fatal with one blow without mercy, and they are good at turning all kinds of things at hand into murder weapons, pins, sharp hairpins, belts, ice cubes... Who knows that this snake and scorpion Could there be a sharp table knife hidden in the little leather boots under the beauty's gorgeous and complex skirt?Even if she guessed right, Moriarty would not blame Marianne for not abiding by the rules - rules have always been based on absolute strength, and the weak are not worthy of talking about such words.

A professional killer confronts a professional policeman, perhaps the most appropriate title for this praise is: a contest between justice and evil?

It was Marianne who struck first—her delicate and slender fingers painted with blood-red nail polish carried a speed and strength completely different from the surface. For a woman wearing a tight skirt, her skills were indeed very powerful.Nora was caught off guard by her at first, and the sharp nails scratched her neck. If she hadn't raised her head in time to dodge, the scene in the next second might turn into a river of blood—this vicious woman once Every shot was aimed at her fatal place, chest cavity, carotid artery, temple, and spine, which was easily paralyzed by a single blow.

Marianne was very familiar with the anatomy of the human body, and unfortunately so was Nora.She grabbed Marianne's wrist with her backhand, and the opponent immediately turned over like a snake and slid out before she could buckle it hard. Unexpectedly, the leg under the skirt kicked her stomach forcefully, and Nora turned around to avoid it quickly. She opened it, and suddenly saw a cold gray light flashing between her eyes from the corner of her eyes, her vigilance suddenly increased to the extreme, almost without thinking, she immediately stepped back several steps subconsciously, almost smelling the cold The metallic breath of the air brushed past his neck, and the sound of the wind whizzed away.Nora squinted her eyes and saw Marianne licking the sharp blade between her slender fingers with her bright red tongue, and smiled provocatively at her, "It's so fast... What a pity, it was almost cut off. Your lovely neck."

Her judgment was not wrong, this snake-like woman will definitely carry a deadly weapon on her body, and what is certain is that this blade will definitely not be the last one.

She cast a glance at Moriarty, who watched their fight with interest, seemingly oblivious to the fact that Marianne had broken the rules, so Nora looked away and took a deep breath.

"Don't hide, little girl." Marianne straightened her long hair that was coiled in the back, with a slightly impatient expression, "Since the result is doomed, I really don't understand what is there to struggle...why everyone It’s all like this, for an impossible hope, making the simple things always become so troublesome, and I have to spend more time to clean up—”

During her long series of complaints, Nora suddenly moved—with a distance of five steps, she ran in front of Marian almost instantly. After a jump, unfortunately, the pointed high heel stepped on a raised stone behind, and the whole person suddenly tilted to the right.Although she steadied herself immediately, the one who had lost the opportunity had no time to launch an attack. Nora took advantage of this elbow and threw it on her side waist. Marianne bent her right hand to block it, but she didn't expect that it was just a stopgap measure——

Nora took advantage of the situation to grab her arm again and clasped it firmly, then turned in the opposite direction. Marianne grabbed her with her painful left hand, and Nora calmly grabbed Marianne's bundle with the other hand. Hair tied into a perfect bun.This time, the woman couldn't bear it any longer. With an angry expression on her face, she slashed at Nora mercilessly with the hand holding the blade, regardless of her arm that was about to be broken. Nora sneered shortly, and used her The long hair that was pulled out was wrapped around the deadly hand, and wrapped around her neck by the way.Marianne dropped the blade immediately in a panic, otherwise it would have cut her face.

Nora grabbed her hair forcefully without hesitation, then clasped her arm with the other hand, and used this posture to give her the most classic action-a shoulder throw.

Marianne's scalp was burning, and her arm was slightly broken, including her back, which was thrown to the ground with severe pain.She clenched her teeth in humiliation, trying to get up, but was slapped to the ground by the oncoming slap, and the smell of the broken teeth filled her entire mouth.She was stunned, and she was stunned for a few seconds before she realized, and looked at Nora dully.

The woman with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes smiled at her, her emerald green eyes were surprisingly bright, condescending and full of contempt.

"This is to slap you in place of all the people who were killed. In fact, I don't think it's enough, bitch." Every slight fluctuation on her calm face showed her contempt and disdain for this exotic beauty. Hate, but the tone is so peaceful and quiet, "Do you feel surrendered? Do you want to cry, beg for mercy, kneel on the ground with your broken knees, beg me to let you go, maybe I will think about it... But it doesn't matter, the result It's all the same—you lost, you lost to me like a useless dog in terms of Moriarty, whom you most admire and love."

Marianne's face paled instantly, and she subconsciously looked at Moriarty—this elegant man didn't have any superfluous expressions on his face, just looking at her like that made her complexion even paler, with a hint of fear .

Nora smiled slightly. "I suppose the great James Moriarty never kept useless people. Good luck, Miss Marianne."

Holmes gazed at the side of her face, which was not very beautiful, but which at the moment looked so full of charm that he was fascinated, and he could hardly take his eyes off her smiling eyes.It is no exaggeration to say that if someone asks him in the future what love feels like to him, he will definitely tell him carefully: it is now, just like this, so cold, like a strong wind blowing across the face, black and white. Clouds, hailstones and electric light crushed all his calmness and rationality. The world has never been so quiet in an instant like this moment. Only those pair of bright emerald green eyes are flickering and shining, lighting up his time and space.

He couldn't help but a soft and incredible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His Nora Sharp never disappoints him.

always so.