() University of Oxford, UK

This is arguably the oldest university in the UK, and the University of Oxford, which has been around for almost a thousand years, has 38 faculties in addition to its long history, and their relationship with the university is like that of the central government and local government in the United States. Each college is run by a headhouse and several fellows, who are experts in a variety of academic fields, most of whom have positions at the school. Six quasi-colleges (known as Pere Hall, run by various religious denominations) still retain their religious charters.

According to some statistics, Oxford has produced at least 12 kings from 8 countries, 6 British kings, 69 Nobel laureates, 53 presidents and prime ministers from 19 countries, including 25 British prime ministers (13 of whom are from Christ Church College), 12 saints, 86 archbishops, and 18 cardinals. It can be said that the alumni group is strong, so when Sherlock Holmes stands at the gate of the school, he can even feel the heaviness of the accumulation of history.

"You're going to go by yourself?" Watson grabbed the sword and staff in his hand and looked at his old friend carefully.

"Yes, I'll do it myself!" Holmes nodded, then pulled his coat out of the car and draped it over his body.

"But what if there is a fight? You called for backup? ”

"No, my backup is still fishing on the banks of the Thames!"

"Then you can deal with him alone?"

"This is the university, and no one wants to fight!"

"Okay, then you have something to message me, bring the gun!"

"No, that's enough!" Holmes tapped his head, and walked into the campus without looking back.

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"Okay, that's all for today's class, let's get out of class!" Moriarty dusted off the chalk dust from his sleeve, grabbed the book on the table and knocked it on.

"Teacher, I have a question......

"Teacher, I have a question too......

Four or five students rushed up with their books in their hands, revealing Holmes still drooling from his seat.

"That's how this question should ............," Moriarty glanced at the sleeping fellow and began to lecture the students at his desk.

"Dangdang!" When everyone was done, Moriarty grabbed his coat and hung it on his sleeve, then walked up to Sherlock Holmes and knocked on the table.

"Well, it's dawn?" Holmes rubbed his flushed face, touched his saliva again, and looked at Moriarty with fluffy sleepy eyes.

"Is my class boring?" Moriarty sat down on the table and squinted at Holmes.

"No, not only is it boring, it's boring, like I just ate a big piece of soap raw without a bit of nutrients!" Holmes stretched, then took a tissue from his pocket and tried to wipe his saliva, but he didn't touch it for a long time.

"Use mine!" Moriarty took out his handkerchief, then jumped off the table and walked to the door first, "Let's go, come to my office, we can have a cup of tea and a snack, a student just gave me a box of macarons!" ”

"It's too sweet, you'll get diabetes!"

Ten minutes later

Moriarty looked at the guy in front of him, he really wanted to take out the palm thunder in his sleeve and shoot the other party's dog head, just said that macarons will get diabetes if they eat them, but after taking it out by himself, which piece he grabbed, there would be a paw to take the piece of snack faster than himself.

"Have a cup of tea!" Moriarty finally chose to give up, got up and poured a cup of tea for the other party, and then sat on the chair and looked at Holmes who looked loveless.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Everything!" Holmes took a sip of tea, then crossed his legs and looked at Moriarty with a smile.

"E, before talking about everything about me, I want to know how you found me!"

"It's not hard to find you, Professor, don't mind if I call you that!" Sherlock Holmes folded his legs, sat up straight, and then put his hands on his chin and began to speak.

"That's right, you used seventeen overseas accounts and six leather bag companies to transfer assets, and forty-three fake identities as cover, but you ignored one point!"

"Which point?" Moriarty came interested.

"Maybe it's because you're a professor in Oxford, so there are too many Oxford graduates under your command, and there is a characteristic among these people, they have all taken your classes!"

"Well, it's my negligence, you know, people always cherish their talents, and I see that those excellent young people always can't help but want to include them in their command!"

"I understand!"

"Okay, do you want to play a game of chess?" Moriarty pulled a chess board from the table and nodded at Sherlock Holmes.

"Good! We're here to help! ”

The faces of the two men were light, but the kung fu in their hands was secretly murderous, and Holmes tore off the camouflage of his stinky chess basket, using the chessboard as a battlefield and the chess pieces as weapons, and launched an attack on Moriarty's queen.

Moriarty's eyes lit up as he watched the opponent's attack, he hadn't faced an opponent of equal strength in a long time.

"The white rook is in three!"

Moriarty moved his cart and blocked Holmes' combination of horses and soldiers.

"Professor, I wonder where you want to get those poison gases?"

"Of course, it is transported to where it should go, there are always people and things in this world that will disappear!"

"Even if hundreds of thousands of lives are involved?"

"Of course, in order to achieve great things, there must be some sacrifices!"

"Okay, but I don't think your gas will be able to get to the places you mentioned!" Sherlock Holmes put down his car and posed a threat to Moriarty's queen.

"You stopped all that gas?" Moriarty's piece paused before placing it on the board.

"That's right, and your lab, maybe there will already be special forces stationed here, counting your toys or something!"

"Sherlock Holmes, you're really ............" Moriarty almost exploded, it was his brainchild, and now it's gone, and then the culprit ran in front of him to show off his might!

"Pretty good, isn't it, of course, you and I know that, but why don't you run now? Maybe there's a SWAT waiting outside the door! ”

"If that's the case, then the stupid guy on the Volvo squatting in the doorway will have his head exploding, and some cutie with a big belly waiting for her husband to come back, and honestly, I still like that guy very much! But can you bear the consequences of losing two of his loved ones because of this? ”