, a gift from Hannibal, Moriarty doesn't actually need to find someone to do DNA to be able to guess where the meat on this gift comes from, this is a tongue, and according to the police information, his dear ogre has a tongue cut out, and you don't need to guess to know that it is the one on the plate.

Moriarty was very complicated when he saw this special dish, although this note was not signed, but he already knew who it came from, and there was only one person who could send him such a note and such a special dish, and that was Will Graham, his counselor. Jim Moriarty felt such frustration for the first time in years, he didn't expect his place to be discovered, and he lost the game.

His address had been leaked, and although the words on the note were either gentle or encouraging, his meaning was more obvious, and he could hear the anger coming from his dear Dr. Will, but Moriarty wondered where Will's anger came from.

He was silent for a moment, then turned on his computer and gave his hacker legion a set of orders to find the address of dear Dr. Will.

Jim Moriah left a message for Will Graham.

I have received your gift, my dearest Dr. Will, and I am very pleased with your gift. ――Jim

Satisfied? Of course it's fake, this is the most failed Moriarti in so many years, the only mistake in his life, and he also assured that this is the only mistake, since "Will" can find his address, then he thinks that his hacker army will not be much worse, and if he loses this game, Moriarti will definitely get it back in the next game.

Hannibal looked at the message from Moriarty and smiled slightly, just now Harold told him that someone was attacking their firewall, that is to say, someone wanted to find them, and they didn't need to think about it to know who it was, Hannibal smiled and shook his head, it seemed that their dear Jim Moriarty was starting to be anxious and wanted to find him.

Dear Jim, as long as you're satisfied, I'm glad you're satisfied. ――W

Moriarti gritted his teeth, his face darker than before, and the man sitting next to him tilted his head and looked at him and said, "Your doctor seems to have caught your weakness, and this is the first time I've seen you look so angry." ”

Moriati gave the man a vicious look, knowing that he was in a bad mood right now and wanted to stimulate him.

"So I want to see who the person behind this identity is."

Moriati slammed his computer shut, and this was the end of the conversation, he had to find a way to calm himself down, and if just a "Will" made him so angry, then it proved that he was not mature enough, at least not to the point where he could completely devour his dear psychiatrist.

"Harold, what did you do with those hackers from dear Jim?"

Hannibal asked his brother when he saw Moriarty go offline, and Harold shrugged and replied, "They're probably running around the world chasing a fake IP address right now." ”

Harold is also very childlike, he gave the hackers who attacked their firewall a set of wireless loop IP addresses, one link after unlocking the previous one, the code will be automatically changed to the next place immediately, no one will catch / their real location, for this Harold still believes in his own ability. Hannibal got up from the couch and whispered to Harold, "Thank you, Harold." ”

He is still very grateful to Harold, if he didn't have Harold's deposit, he probably wouldn't provoke Moriarti like this, because whether in terms of strength or money, the older Moriarti has more advantages than the current Hannibal, but if Hannibal reaches Moriarti's current age, it is really impossible to say who is more capable. Hannibal put down his computer and his books and stood up, and as he walked towards Lestrade's room, he saw the man coming out of his face, a man in a three-piece suit.

Hannibal smiled at the three-piece man and said, "Mr. Mycroft, is Greg feverish?" ”

Mycroft Holmes lowered his head and looked at the five sons of the Lestrade family who were close at hand, shook his head and said, "It's still a fever, I've already told my doctor to come over immediately, don't worry." ”

"Thank you so much."

Hannibal gestured to the location of Lestrade's room, and Mycroft leaned sideways and nodded to him to let him pass.

Yes, the always strong Greg Lestrade fell ill with a high fever and went into a semi-comatose state.

And the matter goes back to this morning, the first time Lestrade and Sherlock did not return at night, the blame can only be blamed on the ogre's thing happened too suddenly, the powerful pretender who had been hiding in the crowd was exposed to the sun like this, after Sherlock called Lestrade, they quickly dispatched the police, intercepted Sherlock halfway and rushed to the place where Jasmine Amber disappeared as quickly as possible.

As they had planned for the worst, they saw a pool of blood, but the difference was that the blood and the dying man were not Jasmine Amber, but the ogre murderer, Oliver James, who was sitting there motionless and covered in blood, and his eyes were closed, making Lestrade wonder if the ogre, Mr. Oliver James, was dead.

Sherlock took two steps forward with his disposable gloves on, his breathing was still weak, but he was sure that the man was still alive.

"There's still gas, it's just that the tongue is cut out."

This is Sherlock's assertion, judging from the amount of blood at the corner of the man's mouth, there is no other possibility except that the tongue has been taken away, and after Sherlock mentioned the severed tongue, Oliver James's eyes moved obviously, and a faint tremor appeared on his body, as if he thought of something terrible. Maybe it's a nightmare for this Mr. Beast for the rest of his life, as long as he lives for a day.

It wasn't a massacre, he wished the boy could take his own life with a single stab, as much as the torture that followed.

And now he has not only been robbed of his tongue, but even the ability to move his hands freely, and probably only death is liberation.

"Anderson—"

Lestrade had already had Jasmine carried out, and Jasmine was not even splattered with blood, so it could be seen that the person who had tortured Mr. Oliver James must have arrived before he could do anything to Jasmine, but Lestrade looked at the red pool sitting there and wondered, who had turned this ogre who had caused a new panic in London into this? If it's a new ogre, it's probably going to be many times more difficult than this.

"Man, about 1.8 meters tall, with a strong body." Sherlock made a brief inspection of the surroundings, and there were very clear footprints in the vicinity, the size of the footprints could be determined to be more than one meter eight in combination with the specific gravity of his height, because the beast murderer Oliver James was a very strong man, and wanted to subdue him to turn him into this form in a short time, unless it was a stronger person than him.

This is what Hannibal wants to give the police a clue that he will not let Scotland Yard suspect him.

Sherlock was talking about his discoveries as he spoke, and Lestrade pressed his temple with one hand, listening intently to Sherlock. Lestrade had just touched his forehead, and his temperature had risen a lot, and the recurring colds and fevers had been bothering him.

"I'll send someone to investigate, let's go to the hospital first to see if this beast, Mr. Oliver James, can be rescued."

In fact, Lestrade thought that the chances of surviving after becoming like this were very small, but if Mr. Beast died, he would never know if there was another more powerful ogre, because Lestrade could not think of any other use for the tongue being taken away, such as the lost liver and heart.

When he went to the hospital, Lestrade probably expected that he would not be able to go back, and Oliver James's situation was not optimistic, and they needed to interrogate such a murderer as soon as possible, whether he was seriously injured or not. More importantly, there are so many things that Lestrade wants to know. Because he may not be able to go back, Lestrade also has to entrust his little Lestrade to a trusted person to take care of them overnight.

Looking around, only McCroft is probably the one who is more reliable, and makes Lestrade trust. However, he remembered that the last Christmas was when McCroft helped him bring the bear child, and this time it was a bit too much trouble to ask someone to help. It's just that Sherlock looked at him helplessly and said, "Inspector believes that my dead fat man will definitely agree to help you with any request." ”

Lestrade was looking for Mycroft who was suspicious, and who knew that Mycroft agreed to help in one mouthful, which made Lestrade put a lot of heart at ease.

In hospital, Oliver James was able to speak after being anesthetized, unable to make any other sounds than whining because he had lost his tongue, nodding his head at any accusations from Scotland Yard and "keeping his mouth shut" about what had happened to him. He wanted to tell them to be careful of a child in a suit, but unfortunately he was speechless.

After the interrogation and other links, it was already six o'clock in the morning when Lestrade got home, and according to the requirements of Scotland Yard, he and Sherlock had to go to work in the afternoon, after all, the solution of the case at hand was the most important thing. Lestrade herded Sherlock, who was also exhausted, into the room, resting on the couch with his eyes closed. It was probably their voices that woke the lighter Mycroft, who saw the door to Lestrade's room open, and Mycroft, dressed in black pajamas, crept out of it.

"Greg."

He called out Reiscland's name, and Reistrade immediately stood up and turned to greet Mycroft with a smile, "McCaw......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Lestrade fell forward, and Mycroft quickly grabbed the man tightly and fell to the floor together, looking intimate as if they were partners.

Harry, who woke up when he heard the movement, happened to see this scene, he stood there with his eyes wide, he really didn't want Reestrade to "marry" Mycrof!