[Comprehensive] The correct strategy of Xueba

Mycroft sat in the armchair, his eyes calm and distant, the black umbrella leaning against his lap.

Almost two days have passed since Sherlock cracked the elder brother's murder.The driver forced passengers at gunpoint to play a game of gambling with him, choosing either a bullet or one of two vials containing poison capsules.People always hold a glimmer of hope for survival, and they all choose the latter without exception.But in fact, the choice of bullets is the way to survive, because the gun is actually a lighter.

That's Moriarty's style.He loves the way people die, watching them cry in fear and choose the death he wants.Rather, Moriarty accurately predicted people's hearts, let them choose, made them dance, and finally watched them be consumed by hellfire.

At the same time, Mycroft also had to admit that the crime designed by Moriarty was indeed perfect, and he could not find any clues against him; at the same time, it did attract Sherlock's attention more than ordinary cases, so that Sherlock was In the end, I really planned to take the risk of eating the poison capsule-if the military doctor hadn't shot at the end and killed the driver.

Mycroft remembered Sherlock's surprise when he saw him surrounded by his men.His brother, wrapped in the orange blanket the emergency doctor had given him, asked angrily if MI[-] had been watching him.But he didn't refute anything, only thankful that Sherlock was intact this time.The reason why he said this time was because he knew that this incident was just the beginning for Moriarty.

When thinking of this, Mycroft's eyes fell to the top of the bedside table next to him, where there was a mobile phone, Wei Yang's mobile phone.

Wei Yang's monitoring level has been raised to the highest level, with real-time monitoring by MI[-] agents in shifts.So after Wei Yang was knocked out and taken away, they kept following him secretly.The phone was found in the empty room after Moriarty's first transfer.It had been soaked in water, it took a lot of time to restore the data, and Wei Yang was in a deep coma; so that when they found Sherlock's location along the driver's number, they almost missed it.

In the whole incident, Mycroft felt that the most important thing was that Wei Yang seemed to have suspected the real murderer very early on.Judging from the last stop screen on the phone, Wei Yang was about to call someone at that time, but was stopped by Moriarty.That is to say, Wei Yang definitely didn't want to fight Moriarty.All that's left is...

"Sherlock?" The person on the bed turned over, his voice muffled.Then he moved again, really waking up: "...Mycroft?" His tone was full of surprise.

"I thought you should thank me first," Mycroft replied, with the standard smile on his face again.

Wei Yang rubbed his head and got up, the quilt slipped off his body. "I have a terrible headache...that dead woman..." He cursed a few words in a low voice before continuing to ask: "At that time, your people came? It must have been more than fifteen hours, right? The efficiency is really low." .”

Mycroft raised an eyebrow at him. "They have my orders to act."

"I knew it." Wei Yang muttered.The British government also has to weigh whether he is worth it before deciding whether to rescue him.But to be honest, if there is no rescue, the biggest consequence will be a few pornographic photos taken by Irene and some verbal confrontation. "Where's Sherlock? How?"

"I'm afraid he almost poisoned himself to death, if that's what you're asking." Mycroft's tone was still calm, but there was an obvious sense of dissatisfaction.

This younger brother controls!Wei Yang complained.He moved his body, put the pillows behind him, and leaned against the head of the bed. "Better than I thought," he said nonchalantly, "I thought it was something worse..."

"Bullets?" Mycroft raised another eyebrow.

"Dynamite." Wei Yang shrugged. "But that's all my guesswork. If you don't mind, can you just tell me briefly what happened? I guess the two days I slept in must have been wonderful?"

Mycroft stared at him researchingly.He asked someone to give Wei Yang a physical examination and some treatment - you must know that excessive use of anesthetics has obvious sequelae, and he doesn't want to talk to a person who is not clear - but Wei Yang is too sober now ?Do you know what dose of medicine Irene gave him?Because of the top medical students?But after thinking about it, he still told Wei Yang.

"Fortunately." After listening, Wei Yang said sincerely.Although Sherlock made him suffer a lot, it didn't mean he really wanted to see Sherlock die.What was also unexpected was that the murderer suffered from a head aneurysm and was short-lived, and he had three children, so he agreed to Moriarty's offer to kill for money.Of course, the murderer had been shot once, and he could not be saved; and even if he was saved, it would be impossible to successfully testify against Moriarty.

Thinking of this, Wei Yang slipped under the quilt again. "Can I apply for the highest-level monitoring plan, Mycroft? It's better to be the one that will be captured by MI[-] as soon as something goes wrong." I always feel that MI[-] is more reliable than hypnosis, SM, and anesthetics ... No, it should be said that even if there was, Mycroft would not be so fickle, and no woman who regarded him as a rival in love was gnashing her teeth and waiting for him to fall into her hands.

They have degenerated to the point of choosing the former between only abusing the body and abusing the mind and body, what a mess!Wei Yang silently lit a piece of wax for himself.

Mycroft was actually a little surprised. "Is that how you sum up the matter?"

"Otherwise?" Wei Yang asked him back.In fact, he has already considered practicing marksmanship in his heart, but it is obviously impossible to accomplish this kind of thing overnight, so he had better be careful. "Are you going to suggest that I hire more bodyguards that waste money?" How can ordinary bodyguards handle Moriarty's snipers?

Mycroft narrowed his eyes at him. "Good plan." Is there a better idea than finding an agent to protect yourself? "What if I don't agree?"

"That's okay," Wei Yang smiled relaxedly at him, "Moriarty and Irene both like Sherlock..."

"I see." Mycroft cut him off quickly.Sure enough, no one who can deal with Moriarty is a fuel-efficient lamp!But having said that, it wouldn't be a bad thing to put someone beside Sherlock who could keep up with Sherlock's thinking and calmer than Sherlock.Although Wei Yang's position is vague and his background is a mystery, the point is that he obviously has the sense of responsibility of a normal person. "make a deal."

Wei Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and slid under the blanket. "That's great, I can finally sleep peacefully in the future."

He was obviously seeing off the guests, and Mycroft could of course see it.But he didn't move, he just asked, "Although you said that, you know Moriarty won't kill you, right?" Are you too calm?

"Temporarily." Wei Yang replied.As long as Moriarty doesn't change his mind, he'll be fine; but the problem is, who knows when Moriarty will change his mind?

Mycroft stood up. "It seems that I shouldn't have gone to you two days ago, and I can save some taxpayers' money."

"That's not good." Wei Yang curled his lips, "You know what Irene does, and it would be very bad if some photos flowed into her hands. The only good news is that before your people came, she was I'm ready to do it, but I haven't had time!" At the end, he was almost smug.

"Just because she didn't do it doesn't mean the others didn't do it either." Mycroft couldn't help reminding him when he saw him beaming.

"...What do you mean?" Wei Yang was dumbfounded.And when he saw the high-definition nude photos featuring him, his face turned green: "Delete it!"

Seeing his face change, Mycroft took the phone back with great satisfaction. "I'm afraid not." He resumed his reserved tone.

"What do you mean you can't?" Wei Yang was about to growl.What did Moriarty mean by that text message? "Do you want to play together?" He read, why does it smell like 3P?

Congratulations, young man, your brain supplement ability has reached the full level!

"All the news that passes through my hands must be backed up and recorded. This is a rule." Mycroft dropped this sentence lightly, turned and left.

Wei Yang became irritable.What rules? Mycroft himself has the final say?

At this moment, a system message popped up: "Congratulations to the player for achieving the achievement of being molested by three targets. The lowest target will be rewarded with one-star favorability."

Looking at the progress of the three stars with exactly the same goal, Wei Yang's heart was bleeding.Why is being molested rewarding goodwill?And Mycroft is obviously a threat, right?Finally, if you want to increase it, why is it lowered instead of higher?

...System, you must be playing with me!Weiyang's face is full of cattle.