In the guest room, Gu Qing put his brown satchel on the bedside table, in addition to his computer, there was also something belonging to his friend Jim that he had come from the murderer's shop.

Gu Qing drooped his eyelids, reached out and tore off his tie and threw it aside, and walked straight into the bathroom. After a while, with the sound of rushing water, the thick water vapor filled the entire bathroom, Gu Qing stood under the shower against the wall, the hot water wet his hair, and the curly hair, which was always not very comfortable, now became wet and became compliant.

I lost my friend, in a sense, Gu Qing thought. What's even more tragic is that it happened not long after they confessed their identities and at the same time Gu Qing was planning to create fun for himself, another coincidence.

Fate is always full of all kinds of coincidences that make life a drama, doesn't it?

Gu Qing spread out his palms and brushed the hair covering his eyes to the back of his head, rubbed his face fiercely, and opened his eyes under the water column, as if by magic, the water sprayed down from the shower seemed to be being pulled, avoiding his eyes, around his shoulders that were smoked pink by water vapor, and then slid down the texture that looked slender from the outside, but actually contained power beyond the imagination of ordinary humans, and finally fell to the smooth marble floor under the action of normal gravity.

Half an hour later, Gu Qing reached out and turned off the shower, put on a bathrobe, and walked out with a bath towel over his wet hair. In front of the washstand, I put the electromagnetic wave-controlled zhì device back on my ear, which was made in the style of a behind-the-ear hearing aid, and the original lighter blue has changed to an ice blue like the icy sea water in the polar regions. If this was a declaration of war, why shouldn't he fight?

It was nearly eleven o'clock when Mycroft had finished his business remotely, and he came out of his study and walked down the hallway to his room, during which he stopped outside the door of his room and listened carefully to the movement in the room, and did not hear any slight noise in the room. After being stunned, Mycroft laughed dumbly, the last time he did this was in the old mansion, and at that time he usually stopped outside Sherlock's room to make sure that he had really gone to sleep, rather than sneaking around to do something dangerous.

Of course, more often than not, Sherlock would always put Patrickla, who was five years younger than him, on board, and Mommy would be pleased to see her two younger sons love each other, but that doesn't mean she wants to see them hurt together.

Mycroft didn't want it either, and when he thought of this, Mycroft sighed again and stood for another half minute before continuing towards his bedroom.

……

The next morning, Gu Qing took the initiative to hug his brother and reassure, "I'll look ahead, I won't let you worry, McCrof." ”

Mycroft reached out and patted him on the back, "I'll have you taken back to Cambridge." ”

Gu Qing pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay." ”

As soon as Qiē looked like usual, Anthea also received a text message from Gu Qing: [Praise your taste in choosing clothes-PH] In the wardrobe of the guest room, there are clothes from a wardrobe neatly hung, all of which are cut according to Gu Qing's current size, and they are all in line with Gu Qing's consistent dressing taste. I believe the same is true in the guest room reserved for Sherlock.

Anthea chuckled softly and replied quickly, "[You should be thankful to the boss for the budget-A] Not only that, but Anthea doesn't have to refer to the dressing tastes of young boys nowadays, and the youngest Mr. Holmes obviously loves three-piece sets as much as his boss. As for the non-three-piece suit, he didn't bother much in choosing clothes, just a dozen of them according to his original clothes.

[I have a question, why is my breakfast also sugar-free?] ——PH]

[Healthy eating?] ——A]

The corners of Gu Qing's mouth raised, today is a sunny day.

When Gu Qing returned to Cambridge, it seemed as if nothing had happened, and the original turmoil had been quickly erased, but he had never been to the library where Jim worked again, and Cambridge University did not have more than one library, did it?

Inevitably, Gu Qing got up alone again, in order to enrich himself, he didn't follow his original idea anymore, but chose to study in college step by step.

Of course, he didn't follow the rules so much, but Gu Qing still had the leisure to look at the scenery on both sides of the road, but who knew that someone would have to spoil the scenery? It's so nasty.

This reassured Mycroft more or less, but the original agents still needed to be rebuilt, and the official version was to give them a spur and urge them to continue to improve in order to better serve the British Empire, and McCroft, who had given up treatment in the late stage of the attack, personally selected a new agent.

- Mycroft, you are such a public and private use, does the Prime Minister know?

The overlap of the old and the new inevitably requires a transition period, and in this short transition period, a bloody storm has been set off in the underground world of London.

This mysterious man, no, how could such a large amount of energy be possessed by a single person, and the forces in the underground world preferred to believe that it was a new mysterious organization. The reason why it is said to be a newcomer is not because this force does not understand the unspoken rules of the underground world at all, and without temptation, they break in so brutally and try to get a piece of the underground world.

It's too tender, the bigwigs all think so arrogantly, look at it, it won't be long before you drown in the mire, and you won't even splash a bubble.

The bigwigs who thought like this quickly had swollen faces, and there was a word called #一力降十会#, that is, in the face of absolute power, all the intrigues and tricks were paper tigers, and the peers who quietly lost contact one after another are the best proof. This has caused a small amount of panic, and it is believed that the unease will continue to grow.

Dark clouds cover the sky over the dark world, doesn't that sound ironic, doesn't it?

"What exactly do they want?"

"They seem to be looking for someone."

"Who?"

"Moriarty!"

As soon as Moriarty's name came out, for a while, the underground world fell into a treacherous calm, but anyone with a discerning eye knew very well that under this seemingly calm and waveless wave, there were turbulent waves brewing.

Not everyone is in danger, and some people are hoping that they will lose when they come together, and the underground world also needs to be balanced, not one alone.

Just as they didn't guess that there was really only one person in this so-called mysterious organization, they also wouldn't have imagined what kind of unexpected scene it would be when #王見王#.

……

"I heard you wanted to see me? Uh-huh, how do I not know when I had such a delicious suitor like you? It's a pity that we didn't know each other earlier~" The person who said this used an exaggerated tone, as if he was reading a stage play, and the lights of the surrounding streets came in, which also made him feel like he was standing in the center of the stage, and the light became a spotlight and fell on top of his head.

The man was not tall, with large black eyes, which were even brighter and more energetic against the light that was not very bright around him. He was dressed in a well-tailored midnight blue satin suit, the velvet fabric was even more gorgeous and dazzling, and he should have looked out of place with the surrounding environment full of dirt, depravity, drugs, money transactions, etc., but this strange man was so integrated and detached.

For no other reason, the man had eyes full of evil, darkness, ambition and contempt for external objects, even though it looked wet and innocent.

The figure standing not far away, almost completely integrated into the darkness, walked out of the darkness after the small man finished speaking. He had a slender and tall figure, and his skin was pale, as if he was about to be transparent against the soft black hair. He has a pair of eyes as blue as a car, and he also wears a well-tailored and well-tailored suit, but he is really out of place compared to a small man, and looks more like a lost lamb.

"It's more interesting now, my dear." Moriarty raised his voice, and the word "mydear" came out of his mouth like a love language between true lovers.

The "lost lamb" didn't speak, he just looked at Moriarty fixedly.

"Now that I've come to see you, aren't you going to speak? This is not a good child, Daddy will be unhappy~" Moriarty's voice sounded a little unreal in the night, as he said naughty words, he walked over step by step, and the young man with very white skin was only half a step away, he leaned forward and shortened the distance between them, and seemed to be able to feel the breath between each other's breath. Moriarty looked directly into the equally beautiful sapphire eyes, and called out his name between his lips and teeth, "Do you miss little Jim?" Patrick. ”

"Jim is dead." Even Gu Qing, who was pretending to be seen through by the other party, didn't care, he finally spoke up and stated a fact.

Moriarty was stunned, he half-squinted his eyes and said puzzledly, "What are you talking about?" You've got me now. Or do you need to introduce yourself now? Okay, well, you know, little Jim always can't do anything to you. I'm Jim Moriarty, please take care of me when we meet for the first time~ Little Honey. ”

Gu Qing looked at him expressionlessly, his disguised eyes were not moved in the slightest, nor were he moved by Jim's resurrection, or shocked by the fact that he actually had another prestige that was gradually feared by more people in the underground world.

Moriarty, who was waiting to admire the change in his expression, pouted dissatisfiedly, "You also said that someone was your first friend, you are really a little liar full of lies." ”

Gu Qing suddenly laughed, and he said very insistently: "It's just Jim." ”

"Are you really fooling me, Patrick, or do you just like my goofy Jim, the museum docent, librarian?" Moriarty sighed twice, as if he didn't know Gu Qing.

Gu Qing turned a blind eye to Moriarty's disgusted tone, and the light sprinkled in his eyes, making his eyes look crystal moist: "Why not?" I just like how silly he is, I think it's very cute. ”

Moriarty couldn't ignore Gu Qing when he talked about the dead Jim, whatever he said, anyway, it was the brilliance in his eyes when he was another Jim, and the starlight that bloomed, it was really very, very jealous~

Moriarty took a step back and shrugged innocently: "Then you mourn, but isn't it better now, you have seen the real me, and I-" His gaze fell on Gu Qing's disguised face, "Ahhh I'm curious how you managed to transform into another face, and why did you do that? Oh, I see. Are you afraid that your crazy parent will know? Simple, cute and innocent little Patrick is actually a very bad and very bad boy. ”

Gu Qing tilted his head, his gaze turned on Moriarty, especially on the shiny leather shoes and paused for a second: "Is it my delusion?" You're going to be two centimeters taller than Jim. ”

The indescribable and familiar feeling of powerlessness came to his heart again, and Moriarty was extremely sure that the young man in front of him who looked completely different from Patrick was Daddy's bad boy, and he shouted at Gu Qing: "I am Jim!" Jim is me! He suddenly calmed down again, and laughed softly, "Let's stop standing here, this is not Daddy's hospitality, come with me." ”

Gu Qing raised his eyebrows.

"Don't you want to play with me?" Moriarty's voice sounded a little aggrieved.

"No, I'm just thinking about your claim, is it some kind of fashion trend in your underworld?" Gu Qing was puzzled, and then said in a sincere tone: "Well, it's not that interesting to me, so I can ask you not to call yourself so much, okay?" ”

Moriarty: "......" damn it!

Gu Qing knew very well what he was doing, if you wanted to ask him if he knew that the stupid Jim beside him had another identity, that is, the "consulting criminal" who had already become famous in the underground world, Napoleon Jim Moriarty of the criminal world, the answer was yes. It wasn't too long, just a little more than the night when I knew Jim was "the professor."

But knowing the name of "Jim Moriarty", it was even earlier.

And now, Gu Qing followed Moriarty to a villa that looked abandoned. Inside, unlike the dilapidated and ruined exterior, the inside is new and luxurious: ornate and sparkling crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, resurfaced marble floors, freshly pasted tasteful wallpaper, and so on.

It's just like the installation of a staggered dance party that can be held at any time, and it is built on the whole house that exudes the smell of decay and even death. Look at the cracks under the new wallpaper, the peeling brick walls, the sound of rustling under the polished new shiny marble floors, and the gorgeous, brilliant crystal lamps crumbling from the disrepaired ceilings......

Such a villa is full of all kinds of details worth exploring, for Gu Qing, who has keen senses and habitually interprets any interesting things, this is really a house with great exploration value, and renovation is like adding to the painting.

Moriarty seemed to know what Gu Qing was thinking, and he said helplessly: "No way, who is called Dad...... My guests are very difficult to serve, and what should I do, little Jim affects me too deeply, I always unconsciously want to please you, hmph, this is not very good~"

Gu Qing withdrew his gaze from scanning the house and said lightly, "Oh, cut it off." ”

Moriarty was stunned for a second, and when he realized the meaning of Gu Qing's words, he inexplicably felt a pain in his lower body and "......" at the same time.

- It seems that "Little Jim" will also be on the blacklist for the next period of time.

Gu Qing didn't know that he had given Moriarty another blow to his heart, he turned around and pressed his hand on the side of his ear, and a net-like spot appeared on his face, gradually revealing his original appearance.

Gu Qing stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, and took off the exclusive disguise mask used for disguise - let's call it that, he didn't have a registered patent, of course, if he started to run out of pocket money again, he could go and discuss with Mycroft, and the family price would be sold to MI5 - and he took it off, revealing his original face.

The only audience who witnessed this magical moment applauded, "I love you so much, little genius!" ”

Gu Qing was calm about this: "Oh, thank you. ”

Probably really choked on it, this time Moriarty didn't struggle with the powerlessness that came up again, he stood on the second step of the grand staircase, stretched out his arms and said, "Since we are all honest with each other now, let's play a game, shall we?" The name of the game is "You Ask Me Answer". ”

"Uh-huh." Gu Qing issued such a meaningless onomatopoeia, with a little bit of disappointment and condescending grace← Sherlock Holmes all have this skill, they can always #Silent is better than sound#, and exude an atmosphere that can make people's brains make up for their own anger.

And Moriarty, who is on par with Sherlock Holmes, doesn't need to make up his brain, not to mention that he has been with Gu Qing for two years and a half months, and the time marked on him is even longer, he has a tacit understanding of what Gu Qing wants to express, pauses and smiles again, showing his white teeth: "In the case of Professor Nelson's suicide, I wonder when you found out the truth?" ”

Gu Qing put his hand into his coat pocket, his shiny oxford shoes stepped on the smooth floor, he pulled out a chair and sat down, "If you mean that you helped Mrs. Nelson get rid of her husband's case, then you shouldn't misestimate the unconcealable dopamine excitement of a goldfish before her wish is about to be granted." ”

"For God's sake, those fools are always good at making a mess of something so simple." Moriarty sighed as if it were true or false, and the contempt in his eyes for the fool in his mouth was almost turned into substance. This contempt is no longer the contempt of the same kind, but probably more like the contempt of higher animals for inferior animals.

Gu Qing propped his hands on the table, and he was noncommittal about it. In the case of Professor Nelson's suicide, Moriarty counted him as well. Moriarty knew very well that if he was involved, he would naturally solve the whole case. The results speak for themselves, and Professor Nelson's death becomes meaningless, after all, the people he wants to take revenge on, his assistant teaching assistant Kevin Taylor, and his wife, Mrs. Nelson, are both innocent.

However, the whole case is not so simple, and the case of Professor Nelson's suicide is set in another case. Let's put it this way, Mrs. Nelson first consulted the one-of-a-kind "Counseling Criminal", and then the Counseling Criminals tricked Professor Nelson into taking revenge on Mrs. Nelson and Kevin Taylor by committing suicide.

Gu Qing originally didn't think of the outer layer, after all, Professor Nelson had changed the will, weakening Mrs. Nelson's suspicions. But love is blind, and Mrs. Nelson does not want money, but with her lover.

What made Gu Qing suspicious was Mrs. Nelson's expression when she appeared in front of Kevin Taylor's apartment the day before the crime. Therefore, Gu Qing took back the computer used by Professor Nelson in the office, and by the way, he did not forget to turn around Mrs. Nelson's computer← who took him a little more effort, but it was enough to ask Mrs. Nelson to go to Scotland Yard for a walk, and after it was determined that Mrs. Nelson was not innocent, she would no longer have to be released on bail, and the prosecutor would prosecute her for the crime of smuggling cultural relics.

As for Kevin Taylor, strictly speaking, he didn't break the law, so he should have received an invitation letter from a university in Singapore now, and Gu Qing felt that he would accept it.

After so much has happened, why not start over in a different environment.

"Now it's my turn." Gu Qing's ten fingertips were relatively tower-shaped, opening and closing regularly, and after thinking seriously with a serious face, he asked: "Do you do your job, have you ever received a bad review?" For example, from Professor Nelson. ”

Moriarty, who was expecting some constructive question from Little Honey, had a smile on his face. What does it mean to "do your job", he has created a unique profession in the world "consulting criminals", not a profession that cannot be put on the table; There are also "bad reviews", which are even more unreasonable, they are simply an insult to his professionalism; Not to mention the last example, Professor Nelson has already gone to see God, no, no, Professor Nelson is a Christian, according to the Bible, people who commit suicide are not allowed to enter heaven, which is a pity~

Moriarty squinted his eyes, leaving these messy thoughts behind, still leisurely on the surface, he walked down with elegant steps, walked to the only table in the huge hall, only two steps away from where Gu Qing was sitting, leaned down and approached Gu Qing, "Little Honey, you seem to care a lot, are you wronged me to design you when I designed the plan?" ”

Gu Qing leaned back slightly, their eyes met, Moriarty was amused by the glimmer of light in his ice blue eyes, his smile expanded uncontrollably, and his big black eyes flashed with a seductive light, "My dearest Patrick—"