I have special killing skills

The windows of the house flashed blue.

After drawing the curtains, Moriarty turned around.

"You'll be a liar too, my upright Mr. Captain." Moriarty lay on Moran's shoulder like a boneless one, and was hugged easily by Moran's backhand.

Moran put his hand lightly on the top of Moriarty's head, stroking it relentlessly.His fingertips gently rubbed over Moriarty's hair roots. The soft and comfortable touch made Moriarty narrow his eyes slightly, but when Moriarty's voice reached his ears, Moriarty Artie's eyes snapped open.

Moran's voice was not loud, and if he didn't pay attention, he would just dissipate into the air like this: "Jim, I never mind what you do outside, but I hope that what you hide from me won't let you get yourself into trouble. Danger."

Moriarty's brown-black eyes looked up slightly, meeting Moran's blue eyes.Moran's eyes were very clear, as clear and beautiful as an ocean.Moriarty reached out his hand and touched Moran's eye socket, the cool fingertips made Moran blink subconsciously.Thick eyelashes tickled Moriarty's fingers.

A deep and shallow laugh came from Moriarty's mouth, and the black-haired man put his arms around Moran's neck, touching the socket of Moran's neck with his cheek.

His Sebastian was always so smart and informed, never unreasonable or silent.Mr. Captain kept his sharpness and did not lose his manners.

What a delight.

What a bore.

Moriarty's mouth was attached to the man's ear, his voice almost whispering: "I don't know if you will like what I do, my Sebastian, you will hate me."

Moran hugged Moriarty's waist, and the body he had embraced countless times made Moran feel fresh and exciting every time.He missed that feeling, and even liked the smell of rose body wash on Moriarty.The knowledge that this person would be by his side, and would always be by his side, made Moran feel at ease.

Therefore, for Moriarty's words, Moran replied without the slightest hesitation: "I love you, Jim, and there is no need for any doubts."

Moriarty was not surprised by Moran's words. In fact, this dull and rigid man may not understand romance, but his thoughts are so clear at a glance, and his love is so persistent that people are stunned.Moriarty was delighted that he had once again won Captain Moran's heart, but he was obviously not satisfied with that.

Cold hands touched the man's face, Moriarty sat straddling the man's lap, looked at him condescendingly with his back straight, approached slowly, until the tip of his nose touched the tip of his nose, his thin lips slowly opened: "What if one day I want you to betray the whole world for me?"

This sentence was so familiar, Moran stared at the face close at hand, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

It seems that a long time ago, in the dense forest full of gunfire, there was a person who approached him like this. The black-haired man knocked down Moran without hesitation, and helped him avoid a fatal bullet. Then, that person The black-haired man just hugged him like this, and Moran could even touch the blood oozing from the man's back due to the penetration of the bullet.

It's hot and it's cold.

'I betrayed my faith and my freedom for you, so, Sebastian, will you betray the whole world for me? '

How did you answer yourself at that time?

The sudden memory gate made Moran's temple ache, but his face was as flat as usual, without any trace.

Just as impatience appeared on Moriarty's face, Moran sighed softly, and reached out to support the back of Moriarty's head, with a low voice that sounded like a sigh: "Jim, if this is you If you want, I will do what you want."

Moriarty liked this answer, so he offered his lips to Moran without hesitation. Just when the two people came into contact, 222B across the street, which was always calm, suddenly made a violent sound like an explosion. .

Looks like a good show to watch.Moriarty narrowed his eyes with a smile, but held Moran down domineeringly, and deepened the kiss without hesitation.

It was nice that his Sebastian always had a way of making him happy.

☆、32·My dear brother

Today is the seventh day of Rocky's leave at home. He threw his ninth mobile phone on the wall and smashed it to pieces, just because he didn't want to receive a call from the boss of the firm.

That chattering Atrium man is so annoying that if it wasn't for Loki not wanting to be too conspicuous, he would have thrown that guy straight out of the galaxy.Miss Sophia, the only lady in the firm, obviously cared for Rocky more persistently and blatantly than anyone else. Rocky tore up the sympathy card thrown in through the crack of the door and threw it into the trash can with an indifferent expression on his face. Throw yourself on the sofa.

He can't control what form he is now, which means that he can't return to the normal form calmly, and his strength is pitifully weak, even if he has blue skin now, he is no longer strong .

Loki opened his eyes slightly, and those eyes that were green like emeralds turned into dazzling golden yellow, different from the previous enchanting beauty, but obviously Loki didn't like it.He reached for the black tea on the table, but he couldn't control the blue light from his hand.

The originally steaming black tea turned into solid ice in an instant, and even the beautiful teacups were broken into pieces.

"Bang!" Loki directly smashed the frozen black tea with his fist, and he pursed his lips tightly. For the first time, the great evil god felt at a loss.

There are ways to restore strength, but the premise is that he must leave the atrium, return to Asgard, and return to the place where he no longer has a place.

No, maybe there was. In that prison, there was another one that belonged to him.

Holding his head in his hands, and tightly covering his eyes with his palms, Loki endured another loss of strength.It feels like someone is forcibly pulling something important from your body, every cell screaming powerless, but Loki can't do anything.

When was the last time you felt this way?

Loki was a little confused, the soft sofa made him sink deeply, he took off his hand, his eyes changed color and stared at the window, where the bright sunlight shone in, it shone straight into his eyes, making His eyes were blurred by the light.

It seems that a long time ago, on the night when Thor became an adult, Loki, who had just learned high-level magic, excitedly went to find his brother, but was laughed at by his brother's "friends".There are always some strange little frictions between children. If it is normal, Loki will not feel that there is anything. Slender men are not always recognized.

But today is his elder brother's coming-of-age dinner, and Thor stands on top of the crowd, and he, the weak Loki, who has been protected by Thor under his wings, can only look up and look up at those annoying people. In the midst of the taunts, he stared blankly at his elder brother walking towards the light, leaving him alone in the darkness.

You go get your throne, your glory, your love, and leave me alone.

Confusion and resentment instantly overwhelmed Loki's head, he followed Thor into his brother's bedroom, and as a prank, he took a newly learned spell.

People in the world are in a coma but there is no real harm, just like what Loki used to do in the past, it is like a prank but a small spell with a joking nature.

However, that time it got out of control.

Thor didn't fall asleep because of this, but suddenly became energetic, and he didn't have any basic reason at all.When Loki found himself firmly pressed on the wide bed by Thor, it was too late, Thor had already thrown the staff on the carpet far away, Loki who lost his staff was just another An ordinary person, even if he tried his best, he couldn't shake even one finger of Thor.

Thor, who has lost all sanity, is like a beast. Without the gentle Thor, there is only violence.Alcohol, lights, and a beautiful body, Loki already knew what he was going to get.

His self-esteem made him tell himself repeatedly in his heart, don't make a sound, don't speak, don't move, and restrain the reactions from left and right, but when he was penetrated, Loki still screamed, his voice But he was firmly blocked by Thor in the next moment.

The blond man covered Loki's mouth with his cloak, which also covered Loki's beautiful green eyes.

At that time, Loki could no longer control his body. He trembled, screamed, and even begged, but to no avail.For the first time, the spoiled evil god paid the price for his mischief, and the price was too heavy, too heavy to bear.

I don't know how long it took, when Loki, whose eyes were blurred by tears, felt that the disaster was about to end, he was covered by a cloak and heard a voice, which belonged to his brother's voice, coming from his ear.

"My Loki, you belong to me... my dear brother..."

So deep, so emotionally dense that Loki trembled involuntarily.He pushed away Thor who had fallen into a deep sleep, hurriedly wrapped his clothes and fled halfway out of Thor's bedroom.The clever evil god still remembered to add an invisibility spell to himself, so that he could hide his current embarrassment without being discovered.Just as he crawled back to his dormitory, Loki collapsed on the floor, trembling.

Thor's words echoed in his ears all the time.

My Loki, you belong to me... my dear brother...

So terrifying, the evil god couldn't control his teeth chattering and making a terrifying sound.

Eventually, he retched out of nausea.

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"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

The heavy slamming sound of the door awakened Loki from that nightmare. He subconsciously sat up straight, but when he saw the back of his dark blue hand, he directly put his hands behind his back, as if this could cover up everything now.

Loki can't think of anyone who can find him. In fact, his address has never been disclosed to anyone.All he could think of was the restless Moriarty across the street who cleared his cards.

Loki, who no longer had the ability to explore the identity of the visitor, pursed his lips, and slightly raised his voice: "Go away."

What responded to him was another series of knocks on the door, which became more and more urgent.

Loki was really tired of hearing this, thinking that his door had been reinforced by him, and ordinary atrium people couldn't open it at all.Standing up, Loki wrapped his pajamas tightly, trying to hide every inch of blue skin on his body, and he decided to go back to the bedroom to avoid that annoying bastard.

However, the moment Loki just stepped into the bedroom, he heard a sound.

It was the sound of his door being knocked open from the outside.

Loki turned his head in astonishment, and what he saw was the blond man running up the stairs.

Thor is just like back then, time has always favored God, and never left even the slightest trace on them.The man's golden hair is as dazzling as the sun, his sturdy body is strong and full of beauty, and the fiery red cloak is eye-catching and bright.

But it was that touch of red that made Loki's pupils lock instantly.The nightmare just now hadn't receded, his eyes were fixed on Thor, and he even forgot a basic invisibility spell.

Thor seemed delighted to have found Loki, and was surprised by Loki's state at the moment.The big blond man approached Loki, and stretched out his hand towards him. Fortunately, he still remembered Moriarty's advice, and temporarily swallowed the fixed line that asked Loki to go home with him: "Loki, my dear brother , you need to rest. Come, sit down."

But it was just these few words that made Loki instantly manic.Perhaps because of being close to Thor, Loki felt that his strength had recovered a little bit. These strengths may not be enough to bring him back to his peak, but it was enough to keep him in the state of the Frost Giant and punch Thor to the ground. face.

"I said, we are not brothers, never have been!"

Thor was obviously unprepared, causing him to be blasted directly to the wall without reacting when Loki's fist hit his face.Thor's heavy body hit the wall directly.

Thor, who fell hard to the floor, subconsciously wanted to shake the hammer to fight back, but when he saw Loki's face, he stopped abruptly.

Loki, who had regained some of his strength, still couldn't control the color of his skin, but his eyes had returned to their usual jewel-like green.As he stared at Thor, it seemed to be fogged inside, reflecting mesmerizing colors in the sunlight.

He stood there, wearing the atrium pajamas, trying hard to rub the skin on his body, his fists trembled, his lips trembled slightly, it seemed that the mist in his eyes would turn into tears and fall out in a second.

Thor's heart suddenly softened into one piece. This was his younger brother, the younger brother he had protected and held since he was a child. Thor learned what "protection" was when he was still a limp ball.When Loki pulls his first prank—soft-bun Loki pissing all over Thor with a smile—Thor learns what it means to “forgive.”

This was his brother, he was going to take him home, and never hated.

Thor got up, his face was still in pain, but he attributed Loki's reaction to "brother is sick and behaves abnormally".Thor, who was used to being stabbed in the kidney, approached Rocky again without fear, and once again stretched out his hand: "I know you are very sad, Rocky, trust me, you will be fine. Come on, sit down , I will not force you to go back with me now, I swear."

To be honest, Thor has already prepared for Loki to have a big fight with him or take out a knife to stab him again, after all, this is their normal way of getting along before.But this time, Loki's response was different from before.

The green-eyed man really cried, and the tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and then he took two steps back until they hit the wall and fell down involuntarily.Thor hurried forward a few steps to hold Loki firmly between his arms, and the icy breath on Loki's body made Thor gasp.

"I hate to see you, my brother." Loki's voice was low, sounding weak, and it was like two people who had just punched him in the air.

Thor is glad that Loki is still willing to talk to him, which is a rare thing.In Stark Tower, every time Tony made Stephen angry, as long as Stephen was willing to talk to Tony, it would prove that the kind Captain America was no longer angry, or rather, less angry.

Natasha had taught Thor that, and the words of the Atrium woman were always useful.

"You need to rest, Loki, rest assured and leave it to me."

Loki allowed Thor to help him into the bedroom, and after lying on the bed, Loki pulled the quilt to cover his face.In the darkness, the green eyes narrowed slightly, without any resistance, but the mist in the eyes firmly covered the hatred in the eyes.

Whether it is to deceive him or abandon yourself, all you have to do is to approach him, entangle him, blindfold his eyes with lust, and paralyze his heart with love.

I will weave a net, my brother, I will put you in the net, and it will be impossible to break free.Believe me, I will do well.

☆、33 Double-faced man

Moriarty kept an eye on the situation across the street. Obviously, after the loud noise, there was no more movement.

It seems that Little Smurf Rocky didn't cut his brother into pieces, they are in peace now, maybe the big man is taking care of Rocky as he said.Thinking of the aggrieved expression that might appear on Rocky's little blue face, Moriarty felt inexplicably happy.

Obviously, Moriarty is a narrow-minded guy, and those who hold grudges will try their best to get revenge.

But obviously, the loud noise across the street caught the attention of the controlling Mycroft, and just as Moriarty was pinned down on the window sill, he heard Moran's cell phone ring.Moriarty ambiguously rubbed his knee against the man's pants pocket, sensitive|sensitively feeling the vibrating cell phone inside, the black-haired Moriarty bit his thumb, his face a little bit a little bit from the kiss just now. Flushing, she was exuding a light and gentle smile at the moment: "My Mr. Captain, your cell phone is ringing."

Moran obviously didn't like being disturbed at this moment, but there were only a few people who would ring his phone, and everyone was extremely important.He took a deep breath, straightened up from Moriarty, walked aside, took out his phone and pressed the answer button: "Anthea."

This name touched Moriarty's sensitive nerves very well. He jumped down from the window sill nimbly like a cat, stretched out his hand, and clung to the man's shoulder. Of course, it was the side that didn't hold the phone, because the man's purpose But it wasn't for eavesdropping on his lover's conversation—it's not in accordance with etiquette—he was just trying to make trouble, yes, his brown and black eyes were fixed on the surveillance camera on the light stand in the middle of the room, and then unscrupulously stared at his lover's face There is a kiss on it.

Anthea, who witnessed everything after the surveillance, suddenly felt a little stomachache. In fact, she saw the sweet couple in 221B more than once. They are in the stage of innocent friendship, and there is no more physical contact.But Moriarty doesn't have these taboos. He is a loyal person, and even knowing that there may be cameras in the living room, he still makes various intimate actions like no one else.

Anthea can only fully speak out when she averts her eyes from the monitor. You must know that although he is no stranger to this aspect, he is still a traditional Miss England: "Mo Lan, the boss wants to know what happened to 222B .”

Moran hugged Moriarty tightly, and said in a steady tone: "Okay, I will reply immediately."

"Very good," Anthea paused, "Say hello to your lover for me."

Moran bent his lips: "I will."

Moriarty smiled and hid his head in Moran's neck, and then secretly stuck a button-shaped tracking device under Moran's collar, and this action was neither known nor monitored by Moran. What Anthea saw later.

After Moran hung up the phone, he turned his head to look at Moriarty in his arms.The black-haired man had an obvious smile on his face, and he looked in a good mood. Moran lowered his head and pressed a kiss on the man's forehead, warm and soft: "I might have to go out."

"Go, remember to come back and make dinner." Moriarty left Moran's embrace, then put his palm on his forehead, and then laughed, a little stupidly.

Moran liked the expression on Moriarty's face at this time, it was pure and simple, he gave Moriarty another hug, picked up his coat and left the house.Moriarty sat cross-legged on the windowsill, leaning against the frame to watch Moran leave Baker Street after he took a taxi.For killers, surveillance always comes in circles. Of course, Moriarty doesn't like this method, but since it is the M16 trained by Mycroft, Moriarty can't place too much hope on him. .

I hope that in the future, when that man is really loyal to me, I can give him some correct ways.

Moriarty bit his thumb, tilted his head and smiled, then opened the curtains, smiled at the surveillance camera on the light, and then took out a pistol from his pocket, raised his arm, and walked straight forward He stretched it out, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation, precisely shooting through the monitor on the lamp.

Sporadic sparks emerged, and Moriarty blew on the muzzle without hesitation, put the pistol back into his pocket, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Parker, send a car, I'm going to see someone."

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Moran was never an easy man to be around, he was persistent, stubborn, and rigidly loyal.

Like a sharp blade, Moran is a sharp weapon for killing without blood at any time. When this man wrapped himself in black underwear, the blue eyes under the dazzling short blond hair were no longer Moria's eyes. Instead of the clarity in front of Di, it was as dark as the bottom of a cold lake.

Just as the cruel and cruel Moriarty was always pure and kind in front of Moran, the cold and gloomy Moran only let go of his guard in front of Moran alone.

A black pistol was pinned to his waist, and the facade was full of bullets. The bullets were special plastic bullets that did not contain any metal. The condensed plastic was not much weaker than metal.This was given to him by Mycroft. After all, there are too many mutants in this world. The most famous Magneto can always manipulate metal at will. No one in M16 is willing to take risks.

The dwarf was lying on the roof, and Moran took out the binoculars, and looked into 222B from a skylight that was not easy to be seen.

The skylight was just right above the bedroom, and Moran could clearly see a man covered in blue lying on the bed, looking not in a very good condition.And sitting next to him was the big blond man who just came to his house, holding a glass of water, looking a little at a loss.

Moran narrowed his eyes slightly. If he guessed right, the person covered in blue was Loki, and the one standing beside him was his brother.

Because Loki's complexion was so unusual, Moran leaned against the wall to hide himself, and then took out his phone.

'Hello. '

"Anthea, help me connect to the boss."

'Okay, wait a minute, please. '

Miss Blackberry was always efficient and fast at work, within two seconds, Moran heard Mycroft's unique low and rhythmic voice: "Molan, I hope you have good news. '

Moran picked up the binoculars, looked at the opposite side again, lowered his voice, and spoke clearly and calmly: "Locky looks bad, but I'm not sure if it's because he's a mutant, his brother once hit him In my house, his weapon—a hammer—looks pretty nasty. I've been up close to him, and the one I used to detect mutants didn't respond."

Mycroft was not surprised by this result. In fact, he already knew the identities of these two people when he called S.H.I.E.L.D.For politicians, there are no real secrets in the world, as long as there is enough exchange, Mycroft can know everything he wants to know.

Pale fingertips tapped on the mahogany table, and Mycroft said in a deep voice, "I need to know what they are doing, whether it will harm Sherlock. '

Moran was obviously prepared for buying Croft to ask about the big detective, and replied without hesitation: "The target is in a stable condition, and there seems to be no obvious conflict, and there is no danger for the time being."

Mycroft looked at the pitch-black surveillance screen that was destroyed by Moriarty's gun, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Molan, is there a guarantee that you can kill him?" '

Moran blurted out this time without thinking, "No, BOSS."

Mycroft didn't like people who weren't capable or self-aware, and it was clear that Moran pleased him.The man in the dark brown suit stood up, paced the desk, and said shortly after, 'Get out of there, Moran, and make sure you're safe first. The voice paused, "Install explosives, level [-], which can be detonated if necessary, and ensure that Sherlock will not be harmed. '

"Yes, boss."

Moran put the phone back in his pocket, jumped out of the window with a quick leap, and disappeared into the shadows within a few breaths.

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After turning off the phone, Anthea walked into the room, and what she saw was Mycroft sitting there with his hands folded.

Whenever Mycroft is acting like this, it proves that the man is lost in thinking, and most of the thinking content is suitable for the BOSS younger brother.

For Mycroft, nothing is a problem. In fact, his head turns very fast, not inferior to Sherlock, or even worse. Political matters are played by him. After all, no one can win the favor of Her Majesty the Queen and several crown princes at the same time.Mycroft is much better than Sherlock in terms of interpersonal relationships, and is also excellent in observation and reasoning.

For Mycroft, the biggest and only problem in his life is his younger brother, the only consulting detective in the world, Sherlock Holmes.

Anthea pursed her lips, and walked forward, her high heels stepped on the soft carpet without making any sound: "Boss, the No. [-] monitoring unit in Moran's home has been damaged. Do you want to repair it?"

Mycroft narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he said, "No need."

Anthea was a little surprised, which was obviously unreasonable.

Mycroft exhaled lightly, with a serious expression on his face: "Obviously, the consulting criminal is no longer satisfied with the status quo. He wants to take Moran away, and he is completely loyal."

Anthea watched those two showing affection every day, and was obviously mentally prepared for this outcome.

There was no need for Anthea to respond, Mycroft slightly curved his lips and continued: "But Moran is the barrier I prepared for Sherlock, there can be no mistakes, absolutely."

☆、34·King of Mutants

"You can play your little game today, Parker, but don't overdo it."

"I will protect you, Boss."

"Mouth is so sweet~"

Parker sounded very happy, Moriarty slightly bent his lips, opened the car door and walked out.After Parker parked the car, he walked quickly behind Moriarty and said in a low voice, "Boss, over here, he's already waiting inside."

Moriarty was wearing his favorite suit and his leather shoes were well polished, and walked into a small, inconspicuous door.This door looks like someone's side door, but when you walk in, you will find that there is a hole inside.

There are bright chandeliers hanging on the European-style roof, illuminating the dark space as bright as day, and the wallpaper pasted on both sides is bright champagne color, delicate and not tacky.Moriarty's calfskin shoes with a pale face collided with the floor and made a crisp sound, and Moriarty himself seemed to enjoy this rhythmic sound, and walked forward like a leisurely stroll. I saw a door with complicated patterns, which didn't look like the strange and expensive style that ordinary people would like to use.

Two men stood on either side of the door.They all looked young, and they were all wearing tight black leather clothes. When they looked at Moriarty, they lowered their heads slightly. Moriarty bent his lips, and pointed to the door with pale and slender fingers: "Open."

One of the taller men pushed open the door, then stepped aside to make way.Moriarty walked in, and Parker followed closely behind him, with his hands slightly behind his back.

"Don't be so nervous, little Parker." Moriarty patted Parker's shoulder in a rare good mood, tilted his head and looked at the tall brown-haired boy, "Since I have the ability to take you from him, I will I have the ability to make him stop hurting you. After all, I am still a good boss in comparison. "

Parker's expression relaxed a bit, and he nodded, but the man who has always been unscrupulous seemed to be afraid of something at this moment, and he remained silent.

Moriarty didn't force it, and continued to move forward. He turned a corner and saw the man sitting in the middle of the room.The man sat with his back to them, and all he could see was the golden-brown hair protruding from the back of the chair, and his long, slender fingers moving slowly.The sitting man was holding two iron balls in his hands, but to his surprise, the two iron balls were suspended above the man's palm, slowly rotating and moving, but never out of control.

"Long time no see, my friend, I know from the decoration here that you still like big scenes." Moriarty stood there, neither approaching nor far away, and greeted with a smile.

The iron ball in the man's hand suddenly stopped, and then his fingers shrunk, and the iron ball suddenly came towards Moriarty.Moriarty stood there without blinking his eyes. Behind him, Parker suddenly stretched out his hand, and a flame quickly became a barrier, firmly blocking the iron ball.The man didn't seem to force it, with a slight movement of his fingers, the two iron balls flew in two directions respectively, and then embedded themselves in the wall.

Moriarty blinked his brown and black eyes, pouted his mouth, and seemed a little unhappy: "Hey, Eric, is this how you greet old friends? It's not friendly at all."

"We're not friends, Jim, never were." Eric stood up and turned to face Moriarty with a cold expression.He looked to be in his 20s, with a handsome face, but his eyebrows and eyes were imprisoned by the rules of German men.A simple jacket hugged a strong, slender body for a look of strength and beauty.

Moriarty seems to like this kind of sullen guy, of course, his favorite is his almighty Captain Moran, but for Eric, Moriarty is not stingy with his kindness.He stood there with a smile, but he was unwilling to approach. Eric's tall stature always disliked Moriarty: "But we have a common goal, don't we? Although I'm not quite the same as you, since we If you have the same goal, you can temporarily become friends, right?"

Eric didn't speak, he knew that Moriarty was right, but he also knew how dangerous Moriarty was.As Magneto, he can manipulate metal at will, and is much higher level.Eric is the king of many mutants. Those who are more advanced than ordinary people are destined to be excluded. Eric insists on using violence to control violence, and the person who proposed this line is Moriarty.

"Your suggestion made me break with my only friend. I don't think this kind of result is what I hoped for." Eric's frown never loosened.

Moriarty thought for a while, and seemed to have finally dug it out of his memory: "You're talking about that handsome, smart guy who was with you? Hey, I always thought you'd confessed successfully."

Eric frowned even tighter: "Charles and I don't have that kind of relationship."

Moriarty curled his lips, come on, no couple told him that we were not that kind of relationship, but look at the two couples across the street from him, you can see how unreliable this statement is.

But in order not to irritate Eric, who was already bad-tempered, Moriarty chose not to continue this topic, but turned to Parker and said, "Go out and wait, I have something to say with Eric."

Parker hesitated, his eyes quickly glanced at Eric, obviously distrustful.

Eric twitched the corner of his mouth: "I haven't seen you for a few years, Parker, you are still as stupid as before."

"You gave Parker to me voluntarily," Moriarty glared at Eric with some disbelief, "He is my subordinate now, if you continue to attack personally, I will invite the best lawyer in the UK to hand over Parker to me." You go to court." There was a pause, and Moriarty added, "When he's not the little blue man."

Eric obviously didn't take this sentence to heart, and looked away indifferently.Moriarty threw Parker a stern look in the intermission, the one that Jim Jr. always had when he was angry.Parker didn't hesitate any more, turned around and left, and closed the door behind him.

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