[Moriarty Worrying About the Country + Tutor] Utopia

The Tower of London stands on the banks of the River Thames, as a special prison for upper-class criminals in the UK, few people set foot on weekdays.

Albert James Moriarty, the patriarch of the Moriarty family and one of the crime lords, is being imprisoned here.

The Tower of London is dark and dark at night, and the hoarse cry of crows at the door can be vaguely heard, like a woman's heart-piercing curse. It is said that this is the desperate curse of Queen Anne, who died tragically, on her cruel husband. Therefore, London at this time The tower doesn't have many guards patrolling it.

It was then that an uninvited visitor entered the Tower of London, and proceeded unimpeded up the stairs leading to it.

At the same time, another uninvited guest broke into the study of Mycroft Holmes's mansion openly. Not only that, the other party also sat on a chair shyly, flipping open a certain document on the table.

When McCoff got the news and rushed over, he saw such a scene that gave him a headache.

"I thought you should be in France, or Sweden, or somewhere else in Europe, anyway, you shouldn't be in China." My fixed seat was taken unceremoniously, and McCoff didn't care, and just sat down on the sofa .

Arnold flipped through the documents in his hand and said casually: "There is no need to report my whereabouts to anyone."

After all, the Ministry of Intelligence is independent of government departments and is not under the jurisdiction of the government.

What's more, he has actually been busy with Vengley's affairs in Italy for so many years.

Mycroft has long been used to the other party's attitude, and as if he didn't hear anything, he naturally started the next topic: "That little Mr. Moriarty came back with you, right? He went to see Albert ?”

Arnold turned a deaf ear to it, and just threw the document he had read to McCoff, and said with a sneer, "A mere diplomat is worth all your attention."

Mycroft sighed, pressed his forehead with some headaches, and looked at Arnold as if he was looking at his worrying younger brother. In fact, Arnold was about the same age as Sherlock, and when they went to school together, he always looked at each other Take care of him as a younger brother.

The nearly six years of being a classmate and roommate made it easy for McCoff to guess the reason why the other party was so abnormal, but he was unwilling to touch bad luck.

McCoff took out the teacup, poured a cup of Assam milk tea, and handed it to Arnold: "Taste it."

Arnold looked at the steaming milk tea in front of him blankly, and took a sip with a disgusted expression: "It's too tired, why do you like this kind of thing."

"A friend recommended it, and it feels good." Mycroft also poured a cup for himself, "You can't just drink bitter coffee without sugar, and occasionally change the taste."

Arnold was noncommittal: "It's going to keep me sane."

As the chief of the Intelligence Department, Arnold must always be sane and sober. Therefore, he never smokes, drinks, or eats desserts. The only thing he loves is unsweetened espresso to ensure that his brain is always running.

"Well," Mycroft knew that the other party was not a person who would change his mind easily, so he changed the subject logically, "The matter of Balmoral is easy to deal with, we only keep him for another person."

Arnold reacted almost instantly: "Do you want to catch Sebastian Moran?"

Mycroft shrugged: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."

"After William's 'death', he almost lost control," Arnold sneered, "Idiot."

Mycroft frowned, feeling a little bad: "Although Colonel Moran's methods are more radical, his intentions for the empire..."

In fact, in terms of means alone, Arnold is sometimes more radical than Moran, but compared to Arnold's deliberation, Moran is more like putting all his eggs in one basket with anger and courage.

And that's exactly what Arnold hated the most.

Sure enough, there were four words clearly written on the other party's face - "None of my business".

"What's more——" Mycroft changed the subject, and mentioned another matter tactfully, "If Colonel Moran really died or something happened, I'm afraid that Mr. Moriarty will be sad too. "

Arnold's knife-like eyes pierced him instantly, and Mycroft shrugged his shoulders, not intending to continue to tease the tiger's whiskers. You must know that although his skills are not bad, he doesn't want to confront the humanoid weapon in front of him.

After all, handcuffs hurt a lot.

Arnold doesn't like people like Moran who act recklessly and make troubles everywhere to increase his workload, but it is undeniable that the other party is indeed a rare talent. Instead of throwing this person into prison for reform, it is better to get him here and squeeze him out The last shred of value.

Most of his work is now abroad, and it is not a problem to hand over domestic affairs to M16. The construction of Pengelie's self-defense force is gradually getting on the right track, which is the time when there is a shortage of people.Arnold has already regarded Vengley as a test field for his utopia, and he is more dedicated than Giotto, the real leader, in his work.

Arnold's icy blue eyes stared deeply at the man in front of him, who could be called the embodiment of the British Empire government. His eyes seemed to pass across the other party casually, and fell on the documents beside him.

Then he nodded casually.

After leaving Mycroft's mansion, Arnold refused to follow his deputy, and walked alone on the streets of London late at night.

Since the first industrial revolution, the smog in London has become more and more serious. The bright moon is covered by layers of black fog, just like the current society is covered by layers of decay and darkness, but the light of hope always It exists, and one day it will bloom in front of the world.

Arnold silently calculated the next plan in his heart. Moran is a sharpshooter and a good assassin, and there is no such person in the system records, so he can get Italy to solve some troublesome guys without leaving a trace. After solving those thorns, the remaining wall grass is not a problem.

not to mention……

Arnold thought almost indifferently, now that William returned to China to reunite with relatives and friends, it was almost impossible to return to Italy to help. Losing this excellent assistant, he had to recover the cost from another side.

That's why he rejected William's invitation and came to McCoff alone.

The affluent districts of London are brightly lit at night, and countless nobles are reveling in luxurious banquets. With his back to the hustle and bustle, Arnold walks away step by step, and the lights gradually become thinner. back view.

Arnold suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The other party seemed to have noticed something, turned around and smiled at him.

"You're not..." Arnold was a little dumb.

"Brother Louis and everyone wants to see you," William said helplessly, "Arnold, you have to give us a chance to thank you."

Arnold looked away: "It's not necessary, it's just convenient."

After so many years of getting along with him, William was very clear about his duplicity, and suddenly became more helpless, "There is still Mr. Moran to discuss."

Arnold said coldly: "I have already discussed the specific matters with Mycroft. Colonel Moran's idea is not within my consideration, but I don't think he will object."

After all, he could get William back by going to Italy alone to do some work, and it was impossible for Moran to refuse.

William suppressed his smile when he heard the words, and sighed softly after a while: "Arnold, I promised you."

Arnold was unimpressed.

"So I have already told my brother and Luis that I will return to Italy after the matter here is over."

Arnold looked at him in surprise, not expecting this result at all: "...I thought you would stay in England."

William seemed to be delighted, and laughed softly, his crimson eyes were full of smiles: "Arnold, I said it, I promised you."

I promised you to build the Utopia in our hearts together with you.

"Those two Moriartys probably won't agree so easily."

"Arnold, the crime lord is dead," William said calmly. "The ones who survive are us who are burdened with sins, and we will live for forgiveness for the rest of the time."

"You can stay in England."

"It's different, Arnold." William stared straight into those icy blue eyes, "In the past three years, even without me, everyone has done very well. Everyone is used to this kind of life... Now you are more need me."

Arnold: "...I don't need it."

"I'm sorry, I need you more," William immediately smoothed Arnold's hair in a good manner. After so many years of knowing each other and getting along with him for so long, he has already figured out the other party's temperament, so he naturally knows how to persuade the other party, "Arnold, our ideal I never I have not forgotten, but rather than knowing the result, I want to create our Utopia myself."

He paused and added, "With you."

Arnold took a deep look at him, turned and left, and said abruptly after walking a few steps: "Let's go."

Seeing that the goal was achieved, William raised the corners of his lips, and quickly stepped forward to walk side by side with the other party.

"it is good."

My future will always be with you.

The author has something to say:

Hmm... After thinking about it, I added a side story. Three years later, the little professor and Arnold will return to China to visit their relatives! [No] In fact, Arnold thought that the little professor wanted to stay, so he made arrangements in advance, but the little professor refused...

And... In fact, these two people have never confessed their love... At present, they are more than friends but not full of lovers [Wang Tian] After all, the result is the best now, and the relationship between the two of them could not be used as shallow lovers, friends, etc. Word description, probably...soul mate?Soul confidant? ? ?

Anyway, thanks for watching!It's over! !

If there is an extra, I'll make it up...

In fact, I have thought about writing the plot of these two people traveling to the tenth generation of Pengo Li... But after thinking about it, let's forget it, let's talk about it later

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