"Now on a live news release, Scotland Yard today announced the cracking of a horrific exchange homicide case that is known to involve seven homicides, the earliest of which occurred three years ago. Previously, because the suspects in each case had a conclusive alibi, and the suspects in the other cases were not related to each other, Scotland Yard was unable to link the seven cases until the recently appointed Inspector Moriarty discovered the clues. Inspector Moriarty is the youngest inspector in Scotland Yard, so let's talk to Inspector Moriarty and ask him how he found the clues-"

Before the news of the female reporter on the TV screen was broadcast, a "bang" was heard, and the good TV screen was mercilessly exploded with bullets. The curly-haired young man with a pistol in his hand had #I'm not happy# written all over his face, and as soon as he threw the pistol away, he threw himself on the couch and spit out a word neatly: "Boring." ”

If it weren't for his previous move to blow up TV screens, his assessment would be even more convincing now.

McCroft, who was sitting behind the mahogany table and looking through the report, didn't look up, and said slowly, "It's not a big deal to be brave and face your failures, Sherlock." ”

Sherlock heard the obnoxious tone of his obnoxious brother and the obnoxious words and jumped up from the couch, and walked up and down the luxurious office in the low-key décor, laughing loudly: "Failure, McCroft, has too much sweetness not only made your body bigger and bigger, but also affected your brain thinking?" Failure, how could I fail! Oh, and if you're referring to Scotland Yard where the not-so-stupid idiots finally found out that the seven killings were so-called exchange killings, is it my failure? Then you couldn't be more wrong, it was just a little trick I played when I was bored three years ago. In fact, I'm not angry at all now, and I'm glad that Scotland Yard has finally produced a goldfish with an IQ at the horizon instead of the bottom of the Mariana Trench. ”

"I believe in you, my dear brother." Mycroft looked up and gave a McCroft-esque smirk at his eldest brother, who thought he wasn't angry at all, and succeeded in raising Sherlock's anger because the little tricks he had been exposed - even the little tricks he played to pass the boring - were not good.

Sherlock confronted his brother for five seconds and snorted heavily, "What about Patrick?" ”

McCroft turned his gaze back to the report in his hand, and said in a nonchalant tone: "General Madono of Bolivia wants to form a new, more liberal government, and it happens that Patrick is there to collect the news, so I asked him to help me run an errand, and it will be a week after calculating, and he should be back, but I don't know what magnificent photos he took this time." ”

Sherlock rolled his eyes under his nose, not knowing whether to be dissatisfied with his brother who actually helped McCroft run errands, or to ridicule McCroft's hypocritical rhetoric, he pulled up a topographical map of Bolivia in the palace of thought, as well as the recent news about the overlapping regimes in Bolivia, and quickly crossed to a conclusion: "Oil? "He didn't think that the big conspirator McCroft would make this deal for free, as he always did.

"Actually, it's water. You're talking about oil, but someone has a crush on Colombian oil-" McCroft paused at this point, "Hm, you don't bother to know anyway, do you?" ”

Sherlock, who was corrected, pouted unhappily, thinking that it was very necessary to let his dear brother get rid of the control of the Great Demon King, so when Patrick, who had just completed the overlap of power in a country in South America within a week, and also got a piece of desert that controlled the lifeblood of water resources in several countries in South America, came back, he slammed his second brother's face.

Patrick, who understood why Sherlock had a stinky face after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, pretended not to know anything, and showed a pure smile at Sherlock: "I'm so glad you came to greet me, dear second brother." ”

Sherlock let out a slimy grunt from his nose that sounded sarcastic and annoyingly cute, probably. After humming, he looked up and down with his eyes with heterochromia, and his younger brother, who was dressed mainly in the same three-piece suit as his annoying big brother, "Is the Bolivian sand delicious?" ”

What a hit the nail on the head!

Sure enough, Patrick, who gave up treatment in the late stage of cleanliness, Mommy's apple pie suddenly puffed up: "It's not delicious." ”

Sherlock didn't have time to trick his brother into 'independence', so he listened to his younger brother click on the behind-the-ear hearing aid he wore behind his ear, "Slightly changed the frequency of the lower brain waves, but the geckos in the desert are still not as organized as my ants, so it took me a little more time." Oh, since you greeted me, then I should greet you with courtesy, I heard that the ring case has been solved? ”

It's a good pot that doesn't open which pot!

Sherlock's face darkened, but he still had to maintain the demeanor of an older brother in front of his younger brother, and said disdainfully: "It's just a five, no, I just randomly gave a small idea to the man who wanted to kill his wife but was stupid enough to do it himself, and I didn't have anything to do with it later, so it's a case worth three points." ”

Patrick said casually, "It's not going to find you, is it?" ”

Sherlock said dismissively, "Are you kidding, Patrick?" ”

Patrick pondered for a moment and said very seriously, "Well, I'm kidding." ”

Sherlock: "......"

Patrick Shi Shiran, who choked on his second brother once, went to see his eldest brother who was an underground conspirator, and McCroft showed a real smile when he saw his younger brother come in: "See Sherlock?" He's still so awkward. The second half of the sentence is full of arias.

Patrick winked playfully at his big brother, "That's cute, isn't it?" ”

McCroft was noncommittal, "He should have come to terms with his failure, and for the first time, I think it's memorable." So he turned around and went to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of whiskey, and poured a glass for his younger brother, who was not yet twenty-one... Fresh orange juice.

Patrick protested: "I'm an adult, Mike! ”

"Mommy gave me the name Mycrof, and you'll use it until I die!" The original warm brotherly atmosphere was suddenly wiped out by this childish battle of wills, which is probably the unique way of getting along between the three brothers. No, McCroft seems to have casually mentioned Inspector Moriarty, the youngest detective in the history of Scotland Yard, who caused Sherlock to create several unsolved cases around the world, both national and international police officers were helpless. McCroft took an elegant sip of whiskey and commented neatly: "A man with a great story." ”

"So Inspector Moriarty managed to get your attention? Well, some people say that interest is the beginning of a relationship, what do you think, Mycroft? Patrick, who drank orange juice honestly, seemed to be asking simple questions.

"Patrick, don't be stupid." Mycroft was half-truthful about teaching his younger brother, and so far he had only heard Inspector Moriarty's Patrick shrug his shoulders on the news - to be able to do such an ungentlemanly gesture in front of Mycroft, except for Patrick, Sherlock - and innocently said: "You can take it as my belated greeting to you as a younger brother, since you greeted me with orange juice." ”

"Just concerned about you, Patrick." The eldest brother said this in a helpless tone, and seemed to be very troubled by the younger brother's disobedience.

"I know, that's why I just greeted you and didn't convey it to Mommy." Patrick moved out the **oss in the house, and the underground conspirators, who had successfully made countless people tremble, panic for the first time, "Pie, don't be so childish. Mycroft still spoke accusatory, but his expression could be regarded as smiling.

Mommy's apple pie has achieved a two-game winning streak in dealing with his brother, so he obediently said goodbye to McCroft after drinking a glass of orange juice for his eldest brother's 'concern', and when he reached the door, he said as if he had just come to his senses: "I'll check Inspector Moriarty." The eldest brother of his family, who thinks he lives in a world full of goldfish, has a good opinion of Inspector Moriarty, and success has made him more interested.

Patrick turned around and used his nimble fingers to carefully check Inspector Moriarty's information, and it didn't take long to find something very interesting. Inspector Moriarty's file in Scotland Yard seems fine, but for Patrick, who is highly accomplished in mathematics, compiling the real information hidden under the mathematical code has become an instinct for people like him, and the hidden information inside is obvious at a glance after a quick decipherment.

The person who created this file with advanced mathematical codes was obviously not an overwhelming part of Scotland Yard, oh, in other words, it was made by Inspector Moriarty, who was obviously expected to have an IQ.

Patrick's interest grew, and it must be said that Inspector Moriarty managed to get the attention of the youngest Sherlock Holmes, as well as his interest, after he found out more hidden information. Well, he's graduated from Cambridge University and Mommy is looking forward to finding a job that he's really interested in, rather than doing it all over the world like he is doing now - yes, yes, they've had a couple of photo exhibitions, okay? Of course, occasionally he would help his eldest brother to 'collect style' when collecting wind, and earn college tuition, living expenses, travel expenses and research expenses from his eldest brother (which is really a big expense) - it seems that going to Scotland Yard to forensic medicine is a very good job, which is really a very serious and seems to represent a righteous work.

Justice, tsk.

A week later, Sain Carroll, an outstanding student who graduated from Cambridge University in forensic science with a top 5% professional score, was admitted to Scotland Yard, he just came less than half a day, and attracted the Scotland Yard policewomen, who made Sain Carroll have a handsome appearance, and is also a well-known photographer, when he wore a forensic gown in Scotland Yard, the ascetic sexy atmosphere came to his face, it was really appetizing, and after a trip, the index finger moved more than the policewomen.

That's #fate to meet thousands of miles away#, when Sain pressed the elevator to go down to the morgue, the elevator door came, and the little man inside was still listening to music with headphones hanging on his ears, so he walked out with his head around and bumped into Sain all of a sudden.

"Are you okay?"

Inspector Moriarty, who didn't look like a detective at all, but like a hip-hop youth, raised his head, his big wet eyes looked particularly charming, he didn't have half the embarrassment of bumping into someone, and after seeing Sain's face clearly, he smiled brightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Thank you, little honey, let's go have a cup of coffee together after work?" ”