[Comprehensive] The correct strategy of Xueba

Probably seeing his stiffness, Moriarty sat down directly on the sofa in the center of the living room. "Come here," he said, "if you look forward to Miss Adler, she won't come back."

Who is looking forward to that woman?The corner of Wei Yang's mouth twitched, and then sat back to his original position, which was just diagonally opposite Moriarty.The coffee was still hot, so he picked it up and continued to drink, showing that he wasn't panicking at all. "It's nothing, why should I call you?"

"Do you think it's all right?" Moriarty frowned at him.His eyes are very big, and when he stares straight at someone, it is easy to make people feel guilty. "But I think, just two or three days after you came back, things have become a mess."

Is this a disguised way to say that he messed up his plan?Wei Yang thought to himself, and then quickly reviewed what he did after he came back—on the first day, he went to the airport, checked his sports car, spent the night in 221B; On the third day, yesterday, I made an appointment with Irene, followed Sherlock to solve the car dumping case in the afternoon, and then acted in a scene——

Gone.Wei Yang thought over and over several times, and felt that the biggest breaking point was last night. "I don't see what's wrong with what I'm doing. And," he paused slightly, "don't you all believe it?"

Moriarty put one hand on the armrest.He had already planned to come, and the conversation between Wei Yang and Irene was on his monitor, so he immediately understood what Wei Yang was referring to. "You still forget it completely!" He chuckled, "Even if it's acting, shouldn't you tell me?" He leaned forward slightly, "Even if it's just a 'goodbye'?"

A drop of cold sweat fell from Wei Yang.He didn't feel much when Sherlock told him about his ex-boyfriend, but from Moriarty's mouth, he felt that he was really careless—who would dare to talk to a consulting criminal, hey , you don't really love me at all, you are using me, so let's break up?I didn't know how I died every minute!

Moriarty didn't seem to expect him to answer either. "Actually, this is not a big problem," he said softly, "It can only make me more interested in you (he met Wei Yang's surprised eyes, and tilted his head indifferently) - there is no doubt, it is absolutely true I'm bored by being ordinary." He leaned back again, "I have to admit, I didn't expect this at first. In my plan, your role is only to go to the Barts Hospital-- Because I can meet Sherlock Holmes there, I think you must have guessed?"

That is to say, if you are lucky, the original owner will be able to get rid of this mess last year? "Maybe," Wei Yang replied pretending to be casual, but raised his heart, "Then later?"

Moriarty laughed meaningfully. "But before that, you bought the fourth floor of 234 Baker Street. Very clever, I have to say."

wait?Was the house bought by the original owner?Wei Yang felt that a place in his head had been subverted.Does this mean that the original owner had discovered that Moriarty's target was Sherlock?Where is this logic wrong?Or did the original owner do this with the mentality of monitoring his rival nearby?But that's not right, how could Moriarty be easily seen by others?

"I thought there was something wrong with me, for example, I made you trust my feelings too much. It happened that something happened in Syria at that time, so I pushed the boat along." Moriarty said lightly, without mentioning himself at all. Several large-scale armed conflicts were provoked between liberal governments and terrorist organizations.

Wei Yang felt that he could sort out his thoughts a little bit. "So you've been away for three months. You want to know, is it your problem or my problem?"

"Yeah, it's important, isn't it?" Moriarty shrugged at him. "If it's you, it means I have more interesting things to do; if it's me..." He didn't go on, but the air said it all.

"Then I have no choice but to die." Wei Yang felt a chill down his back.So in one sentence, if he wants to survive under Moriarty, he must be interesting enough—should he be thankful that Moriarty is more interesting in identifying him now?

Moriarty looked at his expression, and suddenly laughed: "Don't worry, I haven't finished my sentence yet. If it weren't for what happened later, I probably wouldn't have been able to wait that long—I've always been impatient. Few people can fool me, but you have fooled me three times."

Wei Yang felt that this was not a good record. "Is the house the first time?"

"No." Moriarty replied, his tone could be described as gentle, "I can still think it was an accident at the time. Other than that, you look very ordinary-it must be said that ordinary is a thing for me." A derogatory term." He made a gesture of shooting a gun in the head with his hand (Wei Yang has hair all over his body), "The first time was Christmas, and you deliberately hid a stew-I'm afraid Mycroft is not yet Know the answer. The second time you survived Veritaserum hypnosis, or I thought it was the second time."

"...Actually?" Although Wei Yang asked this, he had already figured out what the problem was - he went to overhaul the sports car as soon as he came back this time, and made it clear that he knew that someone had tampered with his sports car last time (because The time is not within the fixed maintenance interval at all), and that was exactly what Moriarty planned last time.

"Remember?" Moriarty asked him in an affirmative tone, clapping his hands weakly twice. "You have fooled me, and you have fooled two Holmes at the same time. You have done a great job."

Wei Yang put down the coffee cup involuntarily, feeling that his mouth was starting to dry out.He wanted to say it was only temporary, but couldn't.Because it occurred to him that Sherlock had already guessed the answer to the jar, but hadn't told Mycroft (the British government probably wouldn't have the energy to keep paying attention to innocuous details).The detective presumably intends to take matters into his own hands, which is in keeping with his character.The problem is, that seems to be exactly what Moriarty was looking for.

"Think of something else?" Moriarty asked him with a smile. "That would be great. Like I know you've always wanted to go back to London—why did you come back when you knew the danger was high?" he asked, leaning forward and putting a hand on David's. Yang's knees.

Do you think I do?Wei Yang was sad and angry.Across the Eurasian continent and the English Channel, you can earn a P favorability!But before he finished his grief and anger, he felt a little itchy feeling on his knees - a long white and slender hand was stroking and tapping lightly - he froze almost immediately.What does this mean?Then he saw that the favorability suddenly jumped out again and rose to four stars.

Moriarty didn't seem to have much in mind for his reaction.He moved his fingers and slowly moved up along the seam of his trousers, and at the same time slowly got up, bullying Wei Yang. "You have to be for something, right? Don't tell me you're really in love with Sherlock?"

Wei Yang was forced to back away until his back sank into the soft backrest. "Can't you judge for yourself?" He said reluctantly.Although he really wanted to hide it, this state made him pretend to be cold, and he really couldn't pretend!It's good if you don't shake, okay?

"That's right." Moriarty said so, still approaching until his hand was on Wei Yang's thigh. "Iris, pulse, muscle response—" He didn't blink, then straightened up suddenly, straightening his tie. "I like the result. Go back and tell Sherlock to wait. And Mycroft, too. As for you—" he touched Wei Yang's face and started to walk out, "although we Broke up, but you're still my favorite baby, sweetheart. I'm totally smitten with you..."

Contrary to what he said, before the ending sound disappeared, the favorability index dropped from four stars to one star.Again and again, Wei Yang couldn't comment on this--fall!Can this cheating game still be played? !