[Zhongyingmei] Younger brother

No matter who he saw, here and now, the last thing McCaw wanted to see was Jim Moriarty.Because at this time in Buckingham Palace, the heart of the United Kingdom.

People around were a little surprised that Moriarty greeted McCoff proactively. McCoff's colleague asked, "I didn't expect you to recognize the entertainment reporter, McCoff?" See you with Moriarty and his party.

As if he didn't know Moriarty, McCoff glanced at the group of people. Regarding entertainment magazines, McCoff guessed that it was probably related to the princess.

"I'm Sorry, who are you? Harry, who are they?" Mycroft raised his chin slightly, and raised his tone so reservedly that people felt a little arrogant, as if he really didn't know such a person, and at the same time turned to his colleagues .

Although McCoff's colleagues didn't know whether McCoff's words were true or not, they began to introduce this group of people, "About that one, let's conduct some interviews."

The colleague named Harry was in charge of some things related to the princess that Mycroft thought of. This was part of his job, and he was quite smart. The voice said to Mycroft, "You know, the one who's been obsessed with The Women lately. It's for her favour."

Mycroft nodded slightly, and just pointed at one of the group of people with his chin.

Moriarty, who was greeted with his chin, seemed to be suddenly annoyed and remembered something, and said in an exaggerated tone, "Sorry, I forgot that we met for too long, that time we met in the restaurant, It was a pleasant chat! I never expected to see you here! There is no way, I am a third-rate young actor, and I can only earn some living expenses by working part-time in a magazine!"

Described as if it were real!Mycroft nodded slightly, as if he remembered a pleasant meeting, "Oh, yes, I remembered, it's—" Mycroft stopped suddenly, as if he couldn't remember the name .

Moriarty immediately answered, "Richard Brooke, just call me Richard!"

"Yes, Richard. Nice to see you again." Mycroft smiled, and after a slight greeting, he bypassed the group of people and walked to the other side. When passing by, McCoff's face His smile faded away, he was thinking about something, and then he suddenly turned back to Moriarty and said, "Well, do you have time for dinner? Richard."

Moriarty was whispering with the reporters who came here, when he heard McCoff's voice, he stopped abruptly, his face was full of surprises, like a little girl who was invited by someone he liked, and immediately He replied: "Of course I have time!" Then his face turned red, and he seemed to come back to his senses when he saw McCoff nodded slightly and then turned away. "He's really charming, isn't he!"

"Yes, Mycroft is really good." Harry, who had been watching from the sidelines, interjected, and said to Moriarty as if joking, "He rarely asks out people." .

"I have to say, the acting is really good."

Mycroft's words were full of arias, and he cut the steak on the plate extremely gracefully, and then put it into his mouth to chew slowly, only the icy blue in his eyes looked like frozen glaciers.

"Thanks!"

Moriarty, who was sitting at the opposite table, had an exaggerated performance in his movements. When he heard McCoff's exaggeration, he slid the knife in his hand out of a beautiful arc and put it on the dinner plate. Then clasped his hands together, using the habitual movement of a certain country in the East, "I also have to say, the food at MI6 is really good!"

The location of the restaurant selected by McCoff is slightly off, the environment is elegant, and the seating arrangement is ingenious, which will be blocked by some shelters, so that people can't see it.

That made it a magnet for couples, and Moriarty could see plenty of couples having dinner here.

"No, actually, it's just an ordinary restaurant." Mycroft retorted Moriarty, "Although I want to take you with MI6, but in fact, there is no need for this, is it? I like it more A gentler way."

Moriarty's face was full of surprise, and he was very surprised that it was just an ordinary restaurant that Mycroft said, "I'm sorry, I really believe that you are really as others said-drip. How about posting an impression of visiting MI6, you know, if I have this, I will really be famous.”

The texture in the mouth of McCoff's steak is clear, which is to the extent that McCoff likes it. While eating the food, McCoff motioned Moriarty to continue talking.

"Actually, I'm trying to get to know you, in every way."

Moriarty no longer acted, but acted in his true colors. The cut steak even oozes a trace of blood, which can make people smell the slight smell of blood in the air. It was just forked into his mouth and chewed extremely hard. Moriarty even winked at McCoff, "Sexual included."

Mycroft put down the knife, raised his eyebrows, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip, the wine was mellow with a slight sour taste.Mycroft is evaluating Moriarty, a performer who, like his younger brother, needs an audience and applause.

"It's hard to imagine such a person exists." The distress on Moriarty's face seemed real, "I don't like fame and fortune, if I didn't deliberately learn about MI6, I wouldn't even know that you exist in the government. "

Mycroft put down his wine glass, and replied casually: "It's because of work."

"Well, this job is really good." Moriarty agreed, and then went on to say, "I don't care about money, all the bribes are not good for you. But money is really boring, and there are no political enemies. , Everyone who talks about things in Buckingham Palace is on good terms with you, which is amazing! Or, your political opponents have already fallen?" Moriarty said with interest, with a sincere look on his face. Ken, "I have to say that you are pretty good at this point! At least, I will not be so successful in this aspect. The government is too boring!"

Mycroft looked up at Moriarty, and replied with a smile: "You are also very powerful, and you have participated in most of the cases in London by yourself."

"I didn't expect you to really notice me!"

Moriarty became excited, and with honor in his words, he asked expectantly: "Then do you think Sherlock has noticed me?"

Moriarty didn't get an answer, and he didn't care at all, and continued his high-spirited talk, while McCoff acted coldly on the sidelines, "In terms of sex, you are simply a model of a perfect lover! Believe me, even the biggest media tycoon would There will be no gossip about you!"

McCoff raised his head and looked directly at Moriarty. Moriarty's facial features were small, and his eyes were round and big. They matched together with a special charm. Although there was still some gap compared with the British handsome man, he was still It also has a feminine taste, and it is difficult to make people feel distracted when it has a seductive look.

"So, is that really the case? Mycroft~"

Mycroft retracted his legs under the dining table.

Because it was being rubbed suggestively by Moriarty's ankle!