In a way, Professor Moriarty is not much different from a child.

He has a great curiosity about everything, he likes novelty, he likes excitement, and at the same time, he has a fanatical 'acceptance' attitude towards anything he doesn't understand.

But unfortunately, according to his wisdom, in the short period of 30 years, there is nothing that can make him interested again.

Engineering, art, physics, etc...... He had tried to delve into it, and in fact, he had delved into it to a very deep point to know why he was a 'professor of mathematics' at the university, because the only thing that still interested him now seemed to be mathematics.

Oh, and during his teaching years, he occasionally went to engage in a side hustle of crime consulting, after all, he always had to do some entertainment to relax after boring work, didn't he?

But...... After he came into contact with so many circles, the only discipline he had not touched was 'theology', not that he did not dare to try, but because Moriarty knew that 'theology' was different from 'philosophy', philosophy could at least justify things from an objective or idealistic point of view, while 'theology' was mostly some ethereal second-rate stories.

Well, it's already very face-saving to say that, according to his inner words, the 'theology' thing is just a rhetoric made by the flamboyant bugs of feudal rule to deceive the less brainy bottom forces below in order to make their butts sit more stable. After all, if you want the sedan chair to sit steadily, then the person who carries the sedan chair must have fear and yearning, and the more people who carry the sedan chair, it has gradually become a religion, as for those who do not want to integrate into the religion...... Now this society is fine, and before that, they were all classified as 'infidels' and pushed to the gallows.

Therefore, Moriarty's theological research is limited to the level of 'how to talk to the pope so that he can plant a bomb in his house'.

But...... Ever since Moriarty met Ziliang, his worldview has collapsed.

Oh no, Moriarty's worldview doesn't crumble so easily, it's just been completed, because he finds that those 'theological' things don't seem to be all nonsense, and there really seems to be some kind of area of the world that he doesn't know much about, waiting for him to explore.

This is simply the most exciting thing for a person who can only find a little fun between numbers and bombing the president's office, which is why he took the initiative to join Ziliang's team.

During this time, Moriarty devoted almost all of his passion to reading books on the 'occult' and legends.

As for the book "Hell" in his hand at this moment...... Well...... Let's put it this way, according to Moriarty's ability, after he saw the news about the theft of the Louvre, he had almost guessed which force was doing it, although the planes and times are different, but the rules of the big criminal families in France have not changed for hundreds of years.

Therefore, a few days ago, Moriarty took advantage of the reason to go out for a walk, went out for an hour, made a few phone calls, and successfully contacted one of the largest underground families in London in this era, and then, in a tea house, Moriarty had a list of police law enforcement officers based on the past three years, and some civilian accounts, so he easily helped the other party get a lot of money, of course, he also speculated that in the handover between the British government and the royal family next month, there will be a huge transfer of property, and this money, Now it's secretly in the underground vault of a bank.

And for Moriarty, robbing a bank is simply too easy.

As for the payment, Moriarty said that he only wanted a book, and this book should now be in the hands of the French Democratic Fund party.

As for the negotiations between the two sides, Moriarty had no need to worry about it, anyway, it took him two days of walking, a total of about four or five hours, to successfully fly a book from France to his own hands.

The sunlight outside the window was not too dazzling, and Moriarty closed the book of "Inferno" very comfortably and drank a cup of afternoon tea with satisfaction.

"Hell...... Looks like a lot of fun. He said with a smile on his face.

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At the same time, on the streets of London.

This season, even if it is not cloudy, there is always that lingering damp air in the city, and Konstantin walks alone in the wet streets.

"[First Fallen] ...... [First Fallen]......" He kept muttering that if the balance of hell was upset and there was only one 'king' left, then John could know with his ass that that 'king' must be the [First Fallen].

He was a powerful guy, and at the same time, he was also a guy with a very high self-esteem, or rather, a very small heart.

And he, many years ago, once disgraced him with a glass of wine mixed with holy water, and became the laughing stock of the whole hell, the kind that can laugh for centuries.

Well...... Now with the fart released from his ass, you can think that if you fall into his hands, then the treatment you will receive is not just as good as mating with a stallion.

Therefore, John certainly could not sit still, but unfortunately, he pinched his fingers, and almost a few of the friends he could help were dead.

"How's that okay?"

With a bitter face, John walked to the door of the 'British Library' before he knew it.

The library was the largest library in Europe at the time, and it was also the most prominent gathering place for Christians in London at that time.

You may not believe it, but a quarter of this library is filled with books on religion, and every day, there is no shortage of pilgrims who want to see sacred books, and there are even many admonition rooms set up in the interior of the library.

John watched as the unpleasant sound of chanting came from the cracks in the buildings...... He smiled.

Although their friends are dead and wounded, and they are broken, they are ...... That doesn't mean you don't have to help yourself.

These are extraordinary times, and extraordinary times...... You have to make some 'very' friends.

John laughed, lit a cigarette, and ...... Walk towards the British Library.