Chapter 80: A Man Was Born to Be a King

Early one morning, about a day or two later, Daniel received a text message from McCroft: 221B Baker Street.

He closed his phone's inbox, and suddenly he had a feeling that the dust had settled in his heart.

When I came out of the bedroom and walked down the stairs, I saw Moriarty sitting in the living room on the first floor, casually pulling in a sugar box on the coffee table.

"Hi~! Good morning, dear. He lazily tilted his head, reached out and hooked Daniel's neck, gave him a gentle kiss, and then, grumbling, "Going out so early again?" Do you want me to play alone today? ”

"I'm sorry, Jim." Daniel's blue eyes suddenly showed a hint of apology, "There's been so much going on lately. ”

"I don't really like this excuse." Moriarty grabbed a piece of strawberry candy and peeled off the candy wrapper, "Our great British government is calling you again." ”

Daniel raised an eyebrow and acquiesced without rebuttal.

Moriarty bit down on the piece of candy and made a crunching sound in his mouth, "Don't you feel annoyed?" ”

"What?"

Moriarty narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "No more than five times a day?" ”

Daniel was slightly stunned, and his blue eyes flashed with surprise, "How did you guess that?" ”

“

He said slowly, as if to be judicing the words, "Daniel, you're more ...... than I thought Integrity...... More responsible. ”

There was a flash of distraction in Daniel's blue eyes, and he replied calmly, "People have to be a little persistent, Jim." ”

"Hi dear!" Moriarty stopped him again in that very brisk tone, and he blinked his eyes as bright as black grapes, "I almost forgot to ask, Daniel, are you in love with me?" ”

Daniel didn't seem to expect such a question, his face flushed slightly again, and he replied honestly: "I don't know...... Jim, but I love being around you...... It's just that...... You'll probably think I'm boring. ”

"No, it won't." Moriarty replied seriously, "Actually, you have brought me a lot of pleasure as an ordinary person. ”

Daniel smiled involuntarily, and then, with a little embarrassment and uneasiness, he was about to go out.

The moment before he walked out the door, he couldn't help but look back......

Moriarty was peeling off the wrapper of the second candy when he threw a green candy into his mouth, a kind of candy unique to the wizarding world, harmless, but when eaten in his mouth, his mouth and tongue were dyed the same color as the candy.

He bit down on the candy, and a very pleasant, excited childish smile appeared on his face, and he had a lot of time to make a big grimace at Daniel, who turned around, and his green mouth was spitting out his little tongue that was dyed green.

He smiled and said, "Trickortreat!"

221B Baker Street.

Daniel appeared in front of Sherlock Holmes along with McCroft.

"There really are geniuses and miracles in the world!"

Sherlock sat on the couch, holding a cup of coffee, happily expressing feelings that no one understood.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, he did not argue with McCroft, but said in a cheerful tone: "I wish there were more interesting commissions like this, thank you so much, Daniel, for helping me pass the time of boredom." Man, you know what? The cases you commissioned were at first glance unremarkable, and the murder methods were simple, crude, and untechnical, and boring enough to make you want to fall asleep, except that the slain was a wizard. I almost gave up, but thankfully I didn't...... Look, what did I find? ”

"Old friend! Our old friend. In that excited tone, he said, "I found a familiar spider!" ”

"Sherlock, it's nothing unusual, every time I clean the basement, there are spiders. As for the familiarity, I don't think there is any difference between the looks of each spider. ”

Mrs. Hudson came up with a small plate of biscuits in a small floral apron, and she smiled kindly at the men present: "You can taste it just baked." ”

"Thank you, Mrs. Hudson." Sherlock picked up a cookie and took a bite to reply, "But the spider I'm talking about is very different. ”

Daniel blinked his blue eyes and forced a smile, but he had expected something, and his stomach involuntarily tightened.

He asked, as if unintentionally, "What difference can a spider make?" ”

"Spider-Man?"

Mrs. Hudson suddenly interjected excitedly, and gossiped by the way: "Sherlock, did you read the newspaper two days ago?" Photographs were also published in newspapers. The superhero who reported on the United States, oh my God, that guy was actually roaming the streets in a leotard, it was terrible! I really can't understand the thinking of this group of Yankees, can't I change into a more beautiful uniform? When you are in good shape, wearing tights is really eye-catching...... But seriously, this is such a faux pas for this lady, don't American girls think it's perverted? What if a shy woman like me in the United States would be afraid to open her eyes and look around every day when she goes out, what if she sees something she shouldn't be looking at......

"Please, don't ramble, Mrs. Hudson. And, even if you want to see the lad in tights, no one wants to show it to you at your age. Sherlock held out his hand and stopped the lovely lady from continuing her thoughts.

(Mrs. Hudson angrily protests: Sherlock, how can you say that about me, it's rude!) ）

Then, he continued to state his train of thought at a rapid pace: "The spider I am talking about, he has been lying dormant in the center of the web, unmoved, but the webs are inextricably linked, and he knows every tremor in them. ”

“…… I found out all the real culprits of these murders, they seemed to have no connection, the reason for assassinating those wizards was ridiculous, and as for revenge and racial discrimination, it was completely ridiculous...... But as long as you look closely, you will find that every one of them ...... Each one is a thread in a spider's web. What comes to mind? That's right, the recent bombing in London, a beautiful game with one ring after another, do you remember? Great! I've met an old acquaintance again! That's right, he's Jim Moriarty! ”

"He's just as cunning. I went through these murders in detail, and they were so carefully designed and conceived! These cases are like seemingly unconnected stars in the sky, they happen in different places, at different times, and in different ways...... I have never been able to catch any evidence of this spider, and even his little hairy feet have only touched a little edge! ”

"But I just know that he did it! Mrs. Hudson, can you imagine? I ran into a real opponent who was on par with me......"

"I can't imagine it, but as long as he doesn't wear perverted straits, I have no objection to you being together."

Mrs. Hudson replied solemnly, "Of course, most of the time, I still have to stand on the side of the lovely Dr. Watson, who is such a kind gentleman, and helped me to look at my leg before I went out in a hurry yesterday, and my leg has been a little uncomfortable when it rained recently......"

So, Sherlock rolled his eyes and simply ignored the cute old lady who was a little nagging.

He stood up and walked up and down the room excitedly: "What a surprise! Wait! Wait! This time, I'll catch him, I'll grab him with my own hands, and if he shows the slightest mistake, I'll definitely catch him! Then, cut off his spider feet and send him to the dock! ”

"Then you'll have to stand in line." Daniel whispered, the bad premonition finally came to fruition, and his blue eyes gradually deepened, revealing a deep blue glow of struggle and sadness.

He bit his lower lip and said word by word: "If he did all these things, I am the one who wants to put him in the dock the most." ”

"You?" Sherlock stopped, and he turned his head to look at Daniel.

Halfway, he raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Yes, people can have illusions, this is really a good thing." ”

(Mrs. Hudson: Fantasy, Sherlock, why not a dream?) ）

(Sherlock: Dreams have a certain success rate in hard work, and fantasies can only be imagined.) ）

"You should have told me sooner, your new boyfriend is called Jim Moriarty." McCroft whispered, "We have a little bit of a record on our side of people like him. At the very least, I'll tell you that he's one of the world's greatest masters of crime. ”

Daniel was silent.

"Oh God." Mycroft seemed to see something in his expression and demeanor at this moment.

He couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "You actually knew in advance! You know he's a dangerous criminal, and you ......"

"Mycrof." Daniel shouted, and closed his mouth again, and he closed his mouth tightly as if he were angry with someone.

"Alright! I have to say, your vision is very unique. Your little boyfriend can really be said to be smart and capable when it comes to crime, and no one can compare with him. But, Daniel, it's not that I underestimate you, with your Cheng dù, is not his opponent at all. McCroft said fairly.

"So what do I do? Do nothing, raise your hands in surrender? Daniel couldn't help but sneer.

Mycroft paused, looking at the subordinate sympathetically, but apparently he was not far behind his brother when it came to comforting people.

"Build yì do your best kuài break up." Sherlock said directly, "In nature, the more dangerous it is, the more colorful it is." Human beings are always attracted by the beautiful colors and ignore the danger itself. ”

"I'm a little confused right now." Daniel replied frankly, "I just guessed that he was messing with me about something, but I didn't think he had done so much from the beginning...... He had promised me before...... So, were you lying to me from the beginning? ”

With his blue eyes, he stared silently at the stack of papers in his hand, which recorded all the cases that had recently occurred in Muggle society and could be investigated.

There is no way for wizards to investigate in detail, but every Muggle who attacked wizards has had brief contact with Moriarty, and the shortness here is really short (maybe just a seemingly promotional conversation when buying something, or a roadside asking for directions), so it doesn't prove anything.

For Daniel, who understands Moriarty's nature, it is enough to prove that he has convicted the other party.

Although the conviction without evidence seems a bit excessive, it is Moriarty.

"It's stupid to trust a criminal, but luckily you don't seem to have completely lost your mind."

After looking at Daniel, McCroft concluded, "It is not a fool to be carried away by love to find out that something is wrong in time, and then immediately entrust Sherlock to investigate these problems." ”

"Perhaps, I am not a little girl who wants to die or live for love; Perhaps, I don't like him that much...... Even though I did take the relationship very seriously, he wasn't a very reassuring lover. Daniel pursed his lips, his blue eyes sad.

Then, with a somewhat gloomy frown, he said to himself, "But I still can't figure out why he's doing this." Is it just to mess up the relationship between the wizarding world and ordinary people? ”

"Whatever he wants to do." "Jim Moriarty, he's a dangerous guy," McCroft said. Daniel, I sincerely advise you, stay away from him, and stop believing anything he says. ”

"You're late, Mycroft. I decided to go to him and ask for clarification. Daniel's blue eyes flashed with a glint called stubbornness, "I'll have to go to him and ask for it myself." ”

"I don't agree." McCroft said.

"He's a dangerous criminal." Sherlock stated, "Although he never took matters into his own hands. ”

"Yes, but I have to make it clear to him that the beginning is the end." Daniel replied stubbornly.

However, Moriarty didn't give him that chance.

When he returned to the old mansion in Grimmauld Place, the other party had already left.

"Where did he go?" Daniel asked, a little irritated.

"Probably back to the Muggle world, a Muggle, what's the matter with staying in the wizarding world?" Sirius looked disappreroving, "I didn't pay attention to him. After all, the Ministry of Magic has been doing a bunch of things lately. ”

Yes, after Sevic's complete resignation, Sirius once again successfully entered the Aurors and was reinstated.

Although Fudge was unhappy with this, Sirius's heroism added a lot of points to the populace, many of whom wrote to the Ministry of Magic with owls, saying that they believed in the Aurors led by Sirius.

Fudge had no choice but to temporarily reinstate Sirius in order to gain the trust of the people.

However, he didn't want Sirius to become the head of the most critical department of the Ministry of Magic, so he tried to find all kinds of excuses to suppress the other party, and the direct consequence of this was that there was no new director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Sirius, despite his high prestige, was forced to remain in his position as head of the Auror Office.

But in reality, in the Law Enforcement Division, most of the Aurors, with the exception of some of Fudge's henchmen, recognized Sirius' de facto leadership.

The chaotic Magical Law Enforcement Division has indeed kept him busy.

Moreover, since what happened to Regulus, he seems to have become a little more aggressive than before, and has begun to focus on his career, looking like he is forging ahead.

Therefore, Moriarty's disappearance really can't be blamed for not paying attention to him.

Daniel only felt irritated and sad, but more often than not, angry at himself.

'Who would have believed that Moriarty would really be at peace?' ’

He pursed his lips and said to himself a little sadly, "I'm just doing it myself." ”

Then, the text tone on his phone rang again.

Daniel lowered his head and turned on his phone, and a text message came into the screen inbox: [Let's play the game!] ]

[Where are you?] Daniel replied with a text message.

However, there was no further reply.

At this moment, there was a sharp knock at the door of Black's old house.

Kreacher opened the door, and Lucius Malfoy stood in the doorway, a little wolfy.

His long platinum-blond hair, which was not messy at all, had a rare dull feeling of roughness at this time, and his face was unusually pale.

He struggled to maintain his composure and asked something that was very inconsistent with his previous image: "Have you watched TV?" ”

"What?" Daniel and Sirius asked in surprise.

"Turn on the TV." Lucius commanded.

So, the TV was turned on.

A group of men wearing black hoods and masks, dressed in black wizard robes, are prostrating themselves at the feet of one person in a pilgrimage.

Floating in mid-air is the eerie black magic mark, the hollow eyes of the green skull are facing the camera, and the big python is slowly squirming in the skeleton's mouth......

Lucius Malfoy reflexively grabbed Daniel's hand, nervous and panicked, and asked, "Didn't you say that it would be absolutely impossible for him to be resurrected in a short period of time?" What's going on here? What's going on! ”

Daniel looked equally dazed.

But he still tried to comfort the other party: "Calm down, Lucius! I don't really know...... Perhaps, the piece of soul we didn't find was awakened by someone damn about it? But don't be afraid, it's nothing, it's ......"

His words snapped to a halt.

The camera slowly pans up to the face of the man who was kneeling down by all the wizards, half of his cheeks exposed under the mask, a familiar silhouette...... The green lips rose slightly, evoking an arc of a smile, and he opened his mouth and made a lip sync: Trickortreat!

The SMS chime sounded at the same time.

Daniel struggled to keep his composure and opened the text message:

[Someareborntorule,Someareforcedtoserve.]

(Some people are born kings, some people are slaves) [Note 1]