[Comprehensive Yingmei] I became the white moonlight of the superheroes

Missme?

The English words in black and white characters are twisted and deformed strangely, accompanied by the repeated "missme?" electric sound, the screen turns, and Moriarty's face suddenly pops out.

Like a little milk dog with red eyes, his eyes are affectionate.

"Take it easy, my little gummy."

While speaking, the thin lips repeatedly chewed. The man in the black suit folded his legs and sank into the single sofa, with his left leg raised high, forcefully sitting on the high-end sofa from the throne.

A little bit of paleness loomed on the tip of his tongue, and those seemingly affectionate black eyes seemed to hide a poisonous snake that was about to move.This made Daisy feel like she was chewing gum in Moriarty's mouth, being pinched and rounded uncontrollably, and she even felt the tingling sensation when the fangs bit into the skin.

How can you not be nervous?

She looked at Moriarty's face and panicked!

Daisy swallowed unconsciously.

As soon as he finished this action, Moriarty said: "Honey, I really love your little swallowing action, isn't it cute and sexy. My God, I can't wait to grab you."

Daisy:! ! !

If this wasn't the Avengers Building, she must have thought that the other party was spying on her.

How did he anticipate her movements and make this pre-recorded video look like a real-time conversation? !

It's you, Jim Moriarty!

Not only Daisy, but everyone in the base also discovered the criminal prince's scheming.Until the end of the video, his black jewel-like eyes were still sparkling with affection, but the words he said were: "You know how much I love you, Little Gummy. How much I love you while you're away The heart is like a knife, and the internal organs are burned... You have to taste this taste, don't you?"

At the end, he raised the corner of his mouth, and the hissing "Viper" finally came out from the dark eyes.

He is a moody lunatic, and love makes him even crazier.

When the screen snapped shut and deleted the command by itself, Sherlock's expression was so cold it couldn't be colder.

He frowned quietly, and after a short thought, he got up suddenly, quickly grabbed Daisy's wrists, and pressed her on the sofa in full view of everyone.

Everyone stood up suddenly.

Sherlock's eyes flashed coldly, and he said forcefully: "Hacker Vision, remember."

……

Once upon a time.

Sherlock, who was holding the thin sling, was holding Daisy's smooth and white shoulders with both hands.Because of the close contact of meat and meat, the temperature of each other's skin has risen a bit, and the hot touch is being transmitted to each other.

He had studied Daisy's information, and the deepest wound could have grazed his heart. If he was not lucky, his life would be at stake.

Is it really just luck?

Having not seen it with his own eyes, Sherlock is still in doubt.But just as he continued to slide the thin belt down, a slender but not weak hand grabbed his. The eyes of the other party flickered, and he pretended to be calm: "You are too much, Mr. Holmes."

Only then did Sherlock let go of his hand. He fully foreseen that if the new roommate didn't take a deep breath to calm down, two slap marks with frivolous anger would fall on his face.

Daisy quickly pulled up her shoulder straps and straightened her skirt.

Although what she thought in her heart was: Why didn't the target of the raid give her Sherlock?The system is a scam!

Otherwise, it's another story now.

Sherlock, who was rejected, fell silent for the first time, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his examining eyes turned around Daisy, and then he turned and left.

Just as Daisy was about to retreat to the room, a voice came from behind: "Next." The tone was cold and indifferent, and the ending sound was as arrogant as ever.

She subconsciously reached out to take it, because the flying thing had a bit of impact and inevitably involved the wound.

However, Sherlock's grasp of the strength was extremely precise, and she hissed lightly, but it didn't hurt much.

He threw a box of painkillers over and watched her reaction, judging the depth and location of the wound.

It's really typical Sherlock Holmes care.

"Thank you." Daisy smiled at him.

"Wait until your injury recovers..." Sherlock said lightly, "Tell me about the [Internet of Things] operating system you built? It is Moriarty's [Smart City] plan, Miss Hacker."

Daisy was completely taken aback now.

After all, after she fainted that rainy night, she was sent to 221B Baker Street before she had time to get in touch with McCoff again.

She never told anyone that she worked with Moriarty, let alone this top-secret "control of all mankind" crime.

However, after a brief hesitation and suffocation, Daisy quickly calmed down.

Now that she is living under the same roof as the big detective, she has already prepared her mentally.

"Is it convenient for you now?" she asked him bluntly.

Sherlock nodded coldly, then watched Daisy walk into the room speechlessly, and when she came out again, besides holding the computer, she was also wearing a scarf and a cardigan to cover her body tightly.

"..."

Daisy secretly glanced at Sherlock in the bathrobe, what a long, strong and beautiful body, damn, she really wanted to close the collar of his bathrobe that was too open.

The gluttonous chest muscle lines are too obvious!She just can't help herself!

Daisy shook her head to shake off all the messy thoughts before walking over with the computer in her arms.

Although the system permissions have been revoked, the basic information and some important data are still in her hands, which is one of the reasons why Moriarty spared no effort to hunt her down.

As the map of the UK appeared on the computer screen, dense data collection points emerged on the top of the map, covering almost every corner of the UK, forming an incomparably huge big data empire.

But Sherlock didn't care about this, instead he put his mobile phone in front of Daisy: "Look at this."

The slender fingers poked the phone screen, and Daisy looked over, and it was an ordinary personality test tool.

It's the kind of bad street:

#测考What kind of personality are you?

#1 Minute Decipher Your Deepest Pursuit.

#test your future career.

This was sent by the Amazon operator a few minutes ago when Sherlock was lying on the sofa thinking boredly.

Daisy looked at the phone, then looked at Sherlock, and then looked at the phone... She obediently hacked into this simple-programmed app, but tapped the keyboard with her hands, and couldn't help but ask, "Although This kind of software has the risk of leaking the user's private information, and it can only blackmail some basic information such as name and birthday, not to mention that Facebook is not stupid..."

Halfway through the word "stupid", she froze.

How did Sherlock know that there is an extremely sophisticated data collection bug hidden under the skin of this app.

Daisy glanced at the test count: 30.

Test the last page and tell users to share with Facebook to get a small monetary reward.Using this as a lure, it quickly gained the Facebook profiles of 30 people.Moreover, each person has an average of 200 Facebook friends. Before Facebook found out, it had collected 6000 million people's personal information, and used this to build a mental model to analyze user personality, hobbies, and most importantly, political stances. .

Sherlock's gaze was cold and hard at first, and then the excitement and enthusiasm that the mystery was about to be revealed appeared in his eyes: "What time is it?"

Of course Daisy knew that he was not asking about the time: "The prime minister election is coming soon..."

It dawned on her.

But at such a sensitive moment, voters' opinions can be clearly seen in big data.

After understanding the trend of public opinion in British society, politicians can target specific biased news feeds and conduct political propaganda that suits the hearts of the majority of the people, thereby influencing voting decisions and even creating large-scale social unrest.

The Internet is used for political manipulation, naked/naked/naked cheating.

As for the manipulator behind——

Moriarty.

Daisy looked at Sherlock in surprise. Since she escaped from the crime prince, the [Smart City] project has been stranded.

She didn't expect that Moriarty opened the curtain of the stage gorgeously in his own way, making a beautiful opening.

Daisy stared intently at the dense data on the black screen, thinking: Yes, this is very Moriarty.

Late at night in London, the fireplace was crackling and burning. Under the warm yellow light, Daisy was sitting on the warm sofa carpet with her knees hugged. Behind her was the grim detective stuck in the sofa.

Sherlock still had a cold expression on his face, but he quietly looked at the figure on the floor for a while, the shadows of the two overlapped together, at first glance, it looked like a small ball, being wrapped in his arms inside.