I have special killing skills

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Standing under the shade of a tree at the door, Moriarty sent Parker away a little while he took out his phone and clicked on an icon.

What Moran's perfume smelled like, Moriarty knew best, but maybe it was because of his familiarity that he ignored many things.

His perfume hadn't appeared since a few days ago. In the past, Moran's body only had a faint smell of bath rate, and he couldn't smell it unless he smelled it carefully, but now it has disappeared.The only people who would notice this kind of thing were Moriarty, who was with him day and night, and Sherlock, who had malicious intentions.

This time Moriarty succeeded in framing Watson, but was completely shattered by Sherlock's simple words.Competitive little Jim felt his back go numb and his fingers tremble.

What have you done that you don't want me to know, concealing, deceiving, how terrible.

Mine, Sebastian.

That windbreaker was Moran's favorite, and the tracking transmitter Moriarty put under the collar was always on and never fell off.

The device that was never started to do, now finally comes in handy.

A map appeared on the phone interface, and there were two bright spots on the map.

One is Moriarty, and the other is Moran, who Moriarty put a tracking device under his collar.

Their distance, close at hand, almost overlaps on the map.

☆、41·Born Noble

Moriarty likes the desserts made by Moran very much. Little Jim, who likes sweets, always asks his lover to make various sweets, and Moran has always been obedient to him.

"I want to eat lava cake." When Moriarty returned home, he threw himself onto the sofa, wriggled and adjusted to the most suitable position, and then kicked his leather shoes far away.

Moran closed the newspaper helplessly, got up and helped Little Jim retrieve the leather shoes and put them in the shoe cabinet, then took out the furry slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them next to the sofa.

Moriarty looked at Moran anxiously, and patted the seat beside him.Moran picked up the newspaper and sat there, and Moriarty unceremoniously put his head on the man's lap and rubbed it dishonestly.

"I want to eat lava cake." Moriarty explained his request again, with a puffed face, looking a little aggrieved.

Moran reached out and touched his lover's short black hair, his azure eyes were full of indulgence: "That's difficult, I don't guarantee that I can do it well."

Moriarty reached out and pulled the warm palm that was making trouble on his hair into his arms, and after hearing Moran's words, he muttered: "If you don't know how to do it, you can buy one outside to fool me. It's very big, and I will pretend not to know."

Moran lowered his head and printed a kiss on Moriarty's smooth forehead: "I won't lie to you, Jim."

This frank attitude obviously won Moriarty's liking. He smiled back and kissed Moran, and even took a wicked bite, poking his lover's face along the way.

"You really like poking people's faces." After Moran let go of him, his voice was flat.

Moriarty smiled and didn't answer, but it was obvious that puzzlement and confusion were etched on his face.

Moran didn't say anything more, he patted Moriarty on the back, stood up and walked into the kitchen, working hard for the lava cake that his lover requested.Moriarty stretched out his hand slowly and put it on the newspaper that Moran put on the small round table.

It's cold, and there's an unpleasant smell of ink.

Moran's life has always been rigid like that of a nobleman in the middle world. The newspapers he reads must be ironed to ensure that there is no smell of ink.This newspaper was obviously just brought back. The bad weather in London made the newspaper still damp, and it felt indescribably uncomfortable to the touch.

Moriarty took out the handkerchief in his pocket, wiped his palms, and then lay down on the sofa unwilling to move.

He bit his thumbnail, and the nervous expression appeared on his good-looking face again.The convict stared at the kitchen door, and could vaguely see the figure of a tall man busy inside.

His Moran, with golden hair and blue eyes, looks as good as an angel.He can meet any request of Moriarty, complete and detailed enough.And Moriarty also confirmed that this man liked him, even, loved him.The look on his face when he proposed was not fake, Moran really wanted to spend the rest of his life with Moriarty.

Just staying in a small room like this, living a simple and leisurely life every day, seems perfect.

Moriarty curled up his lips, showing his white teeth, and with a little effort, he was about to break his thumb.Blood came out, and he put his fingers into his mouth to suck, and the sweet smell instantly filled the whole mouth.

What should I do, what should I do... My Moran, I really miss you... Hehe, it's really disgusting...

After Moran put the cake into the oven, when he came out, he saw that his lover was sitting on the sofa aggrievedly, looking at him with his thumb in his mouth.

"This is not a good habit." Moran walked over and gently sucked Moriarty's hand from his mouth, but he immediately saw the fingers that had been bitten with many teeth marks.

Moran's stunned expression made Moriarty flinch a little. He shrank his neck and didn't move.

Moran's astonishment turned into anger in the end, but the man had no choice but to suppress his anger in his heart and not explode. Instead, he got up to get the medicine box, found medicine and gauze inside, and wrapped Moriarty's thumb tightly. Reality.

Even if a man who has been on the battlefield does not have that memory, he can still clearly maintain some instincts. At least he is dressing Moriarty well now, and he even tied a beautiful bow.

"There will be no next time." Moran looked at Moriarty with a flat face, and the hand holding his arm was so hard that it hurt Moriarty.

Moriarty struggled, but he couldn't get away. He felt aggrieved and sad, which made little Jim's eyes accumulate water vapor, and this faint mist immediately dissipated Moran's anger, and the blue eyes It came down to being clear and clean again, and then was immediately filled with distress.

He let go of his hand, turned to hold Moriarty's injured finger, and touched it lightly: "Does it hurt?"

Moriarty nodded, his slender eyelashes casting a small shadow in his eyes.

Moran sighed. The serious and indifferent Mr. Captain seemed helpless in front of Little Jim.Seeing that Moran had calmed down, Moriarty became bolder and wanted to stand up and leave immediately, but after hesitating for a long time, he finally retracted himself into Moran's arms.

The man's embrace was as warm as usual, with a dry and light smell, without the slightest smell of perfume or shower gel, only the soft warmth of a sun-baked shirt.Moriarty buried his face in Mo Lan's embrace, his voice sounded muffled: "Where did you go today?"

"I'll wait for you to come back at home." Moran's voice was low and very soothing.

Moriarty pursed his lips, the original pink lips turned pale: "I seem to have done something wrong, Sebastian, I am very disturbed."

Moran didn't know what happened. He was silent for a few seconds, then hugged his little Jim, and patted him on the back gently to express comfort: "If there is a mistake, go and correct it, and everything will be fine .”

Moriarty blinked, then raised his head with a smile, wrapped his arms around the man's neck, and put his chin on his shoulder: "You are so smart, my captain."

Where Moran couldn't see, Moriarty's smile froze instantly, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

Dear Moran, you tolerate your stupid head excluding me, and I tolerate your teasing me, but that doesn't mean, my dear, that I tolerate deceit.Deception is equal to betrayal, and I hate betrayal.

Pale fingertips rubbed against Moran's back, making circles around his heart several times. Moriarty laughed nervously, revealing his white teeth and scarlet tongue that had been bitten off by him.

Believe me, my Sebastian, I will let you know that death is a supremely good choice.

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Thor has been busy lately.

He is the prince of Asgard, and in the atrium, Thor has a more colloquial title, called "God".

As a god, he has a longer lifespan, a stronger body, more abilities, and more profound knowledge than the Zhongyuan people.Even though Loki always said he was stupid, in Thor's long years, he had read more books than any other Atrium man.

Of course, he won't compare his studies with his younger brother. According to Zhongting, they are just scumbags and top students, one in the sky and the other in the bottom, there is no comparison at all.

But sometimes, reading can enrich your experience, deepen your connotation, and enrich your temperament, but for Thor, it seems to have no other use except to let him recognize more characters.

But now, Thor began to appreciate that he had read a lot of messy books.

"This story is not correct." Loki sat on the sofa under a small woolen blanket, looked at Thor who was pushed to the ground by himself, and frowned slightly, "Why would someone give birth to a snake? That's a monster .”

Thor looked at his younger brother's face which was more ruddy than usual, and felt a lot more relieved, which made Thor's smile brighter: "That's not a monster, my brother, you know, Balder [Note] prophesied when I was a child, You had a lovely pony as a baby."

Loki scoffed at the notion: "Come on, have an eight-legged horse? He was just saying it, that brat|bastard."

For Loki's personal slander, Thor has learned to go in one ear and out the other.It's just a bedtime story, and it doesn't need any scientific basis.Thor finished the story, but found that Loki didn't mean to sleep at all, but frowned, thinking about whether he would give birth to an eight-legged horse.

Thor leaned forward, and put his hand gently on Loki's knee: "My brother, you don't have to think about this. You are my brother, the prince of Asgard, we are born noble, you have The right to choose what you want and what you don't want, and always get what you want."

Loki glanced at Thor, and there was a beautiful light in his beautiful green eyes: "But you have had too much since you were born, Thor, I have nothing." As he said, poor Loki Trembling, he hugged his knees in a gesture of complete resistance, "I am a frost giant, Odin is not my father at all..."

"As long as you want, Loki, you will always be my brother, I swear."

As if moved by this sentence, Loki smiled. This was the first smile the evil god showed after they met, and it was enough to make Thor jump with joy.

"I would like a cup of hot tea, my brother." Loki's voice was a little soft, but enough for Thor to hear.

Thor, who had progressed to obeying his younger brother's words, immediately got up from the ground and strode to pour tea.

And just when Thor turned around, Loki quickly took out the vibrating mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the screen impatiently, and saw 36 short messages stuffed into his inbox.And the content is all the same.

'I need your help, my Rocky Cookie, this is a great prank, I thought you would be interested. - love you little jim'

The author has something to say: Brother Sledgehammer just short-circuited his head in front of Loki. As a prince—in a sense, the only prince—Tor’s education and experience will not be better than that of any nobleman. Difference.It's just that he's always impulsive and hot-tempered, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have the aristocratic pride inherent in Europeans

Like he said they were born noble and pride made their souls

——Also, I really don’t understand that Thor would like the setting of women in the atrium...Of course, Natalie Portman is my goddess, but Jane is definitely not [Just don’t like the character of the character, Jane will not appear in this article, I hope forgive me

☆、42·velvet satin box

Early today, Moriarty got up from the bed, took out his favorite T-shirt and put it on his head, looking rather excited.

Moran felt a little surprised by Moriarty's joy. After all, Moriarty lost his temper yesterday. He looked very unhappy, and he didn't even bother to eat dinner—it could not be ruled out that it was because of the whole lava cake. Go down till you reach Little Jim.

Putting the iron aside, Moran looked at Moriarty while putting the shirt in the closet and asked, "Is there anything good?"

Moriarty smiled and took out a baseball cap. This one belonged to Moran, but Moriarty felt that his lover wouldn't mind using it.Hearing Moran's question, Moriarty turned around and gently embraced Moran's waist: "Sebastian, I have an appointment with Rocky Cookie to go out to play a game, maybe I won't come to dinner." Then, he tiptoed and pressed a kiss on Moran's chin, "Don't miss me too much~"

Moran obviously frowned worriedly: "Locky's illness doesn't seem to be fully healed, you going out with him...would it be dangerous?"

"Of course not. Loki is now able to control himself very well, in all aspects." Moriarty replied with certainty, but seeing the worry on Moran's face that hadn't dissipated, he smiled. He raised a finger and pointed out the window, "Compared to Loki, I think Thor's big man is more dangerous. But Loki has figured out a way to keep his brother at home, don't worry."

Moran was not someone who liked to dictate to his lover, even though he still had doubts in his heart, he still let go of his arms, showing his silent agreement.

Moriarty looked very happy, and little Jim happily rubbed his lover's cheek, but at this moment, he clearly felt his fingers touched a certain protrusion in Moran's pocket.Calmly dawdling in his lover's arms, little Jim's dexterous hands slowly reached Moran's jacket pocket with ease.

It was a box, velvet satin, nice to the touch.

Quickly transferring the box to his pocket, Moriarty's smile was still simple and happy, and there was no slight fluctuation in his brown-black pupils.He picked up his mobile phone and walked outside the house. When he reached the door, Moriarty suddenly turned around and threw himself between Moran's arms, and took a firm bite on the captain's mouth.

"I love you, dear Sebastian, you will be my only lover." Moriarty said this with a smile, and left the room, but Moran could not return for a long time. god.

Moriarty is a man with honey on his mouth, he can confuse anyone with his sweet words, as long as Moriarty is willing, he has enough ability to make any man or woman love him Inextricable.

However, there was a word Moran never heard him mention, even though he was so eager to hear it.

Love.

The simple pronunciation was poured into the ears so suddenly, and Captain Moran, who always had a stern face, suddenly felt that his ears were a little hot.

He walked slowly to the window, opened the velvet curtains, and looked at the still quiet street outside.His little Jim was standing in front of the door of 222B kicking the door, which was very rude, but Captain Moran, who was always rigid, chose to turn a blind eye this time.Not long after, the door was opened, and the man with green eyes came out wearing a trench coat, looking very impatient.

Immediately afterwards, a tall man with blond hair like the sun and a bright smile ran out. The scarf was tightly wrapped around Loki's neck. Loki tugged on it obviously disgusted, but in the end he still seemed to compromise. With him, he and Moriarty walked away until they disappeared into the dense fog in the early morning.

Moran didn't look away, he was just wondering if it was necessary to follow Moriarty this time.

In fact, Moran had often followed Moriarty since he had last seen Eric.It wasn't that he suspected that Moriarty had any collusion with the mutants, but that he was very worried that the innocent little Jim in his impression would accidentally get into trouble.

He would keep Moriarty silent about all this, Moran's instinct told him that stubborn little Jim wouldn't like what he did.

While thinking, Moran put his hand in his pocket, but the next second he found that the box in his pocket was gone.His face changed slightly, and he touched it again to make sure it was indeed gone.

This is what I planned to give to Moriarty at night... Captain Moran, who bought a rare gift, seemed a little frustrated, but his attention was immediately diverted.Because, his phone rang again, and when he opened it, he saw a text message.

'Keep an eye on the BOSS brother, there may be trouble. -anthea'

Moran can always concentrate on forgetting many things in front of the task. The nature of a soldier has been firmly carved into his bones by him, and obeying orders is the most important one.

Looking out the window with a cold expression, there is 221B, and the morning has just begun.

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"It seems that the relationship between you and your brother has been restored." Moriarty took off the earphones, and smiled at Loki who was pulling the scarf beside him.

Loki managed to untie the scarf with great difficulty—that idiot Thor fastened a dead button—the corners of his mouth twitched slightly after hearing what Moriarty said: “We just regressed back to our childhood.” At that time, Mr. Thor He was obedient to him, maybe even after he became an adult, but Thor's memory of the night when he became an adult was too painful, and Loki's subconscious avoidance caused the wall between them to become thicker and thicker, eventually separating them into two cities.

But what can be done about it? In the final analysis, it actually deserves it, no matter who it is.

"Tell me, what do you want to do." Loki rolled up the scarf and threw it into the trash can on the street, with a cold tone.

There was some excitement on Moriarty's face, and the calfskin shoes made a rhythmic sound on the road: "Let's go to the Tower of London, it's very good there, there are banks and prisons... I can see so many policemen then It’s a joy to think about getting together.”

Loki glanced at Moriarty, obviously knowing that this person's purpose was not that simple, if it was just to rob a bank or a prison, there was no need for Moriarty to find him out.But Loki didn't ask any more, after all, these were not very important to him.

It can be a prank, and there will be a good show. This is the only purpose of the evil god.Loki always maintains a curiosity that is stronger and more sensitive than a cat. No matter how arrogant he is, making trouble is the nature hidden under these.

And Moriarty, who grasped this point, sent Loki a text message without the slightest doubt, and Loki readily agreed.

They didn't take a car, they walked all the way forward, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and the two big men walked together without attracting anyone's attention.Moriarty pressed the brim of his hat, and looked at the Tower of London not far away, pursing his lips with some joy.It's always a good habit to do bad things, little Jim.

Before going in, Moriarty looked at Loki with interest.Loki always pays attention to his relationship with Thor. Given the excellent professional ethics of consulting criminals, Moriarty must ensure 100% satisfaction of his clients, so he asked slowly: "Although you do That's right, Rocky Cookie, anyone can see how much your brother is..." Moriarty thought about his words, "I love you, but you are still not the only one who is indispensable."

Loki paused, then looked at Moriarty with green eyes.

Moriarty shrugged and stopped in his tracks: "It's easy to understand, and an analogy is fine. For example, you suddenly died now..."

"I won't die." Loki frowned.

Moriarty waved his hand: "Okay, my barrister, I'm just making an analogy and don't mind it so much." He still didn't give up his metaphor, "If you die now, I believe your brother may be sad, It will be sad, but he will always have a life of his own. He will have friends - the guys you said in America - and love, a woman who likes him to give him a baby or something .Hey, think about it, the biggest possibility is that he named his child Rocky in memory of you."

This analogy is very inappropriate. As a god, Loki has never considered his own death, because as long as the time is not up, he will not really die.But this metaphor is so appropriate, appropriate and terrifying, because Loki subconsciously felt that if it really happened, what Moriarty said would probably be true.

It's easy to imagine, isn't it?His brother is still alive and well in his absence, and even when he destroys half of New York, he can still get help from so many people.

There are always so many people around him, his eyes are always attracted by all kinds of glamor and beauty, and he is always put in a cage, isolated and cold.How ridiculous that the brother who had promised to protect him turned out to be the one to destroy him.

Moriarty saw an indescribable light appearing in Loki's eyes again, it was hatred and coldness, mixed together, making those emerald eyes devastated.

It's really beautiful.

Moriarty watched Loki's changes with some satisfaction, and suppressed the small thoughts in his heart.He just doesn't like it, the big detective and his teddy bear just confessed to each other and got out of bed | It's not pleasing to the eye when they have sex, and it's not pleasing to the eyes with green eyes and a big hammer hugging each other to show affection , It's really annoying that the one in my house followed me and watched me.

However, Moriarty still didn't want to kill Moran just like that. Sometimes warmth is a habit. After getting used to that feeling, it is sometimes difficult to let go.

Moriarty hated himself for being so hesitant, but after all, he was still somewhat curious.

How would Moran react if he died?

Moriarty was very curious, his hands in his pockets tightened slightly, and his smile deepened.

In the palm of his hand was the velvet satin box, lying quietly in his palm.

The author has something to say: [Catching Bugs] In the myth, Loki is Odin’s brother, but in the movie, Loki is Odin’s adopted son

When I watched the movie, my brain opened up instantly. Forgive the author for always having endless brain holes.

☆、43·Tower of London

In the exhibition booth in the Tower of London, the tempered glass cover in the center is filled with dazzling gemstone crowns and scepters. They look so bright that Moriarty, who is standing not far away, has a flash of light in his eyes. Nice glow.

Moriarty is a genius in the eyes of ordinary people, because his IQ level is perfectly maintained at the genius level, 140, no more and no less, the most proof that his little head is much better than ordinary goldfish.But Moriarty was obviously not very happy, because his college classmate, the only 11-year-old Sheldon Cooper in his class, had an IQ of 187.

"My name is Sheldon Cooper. This is my roommate agreement. I have signed it. Now I need your signature."

Because of their similar age, he was forced to be roommates with Sheldon for three years, and Moriarty was forced to read a whole thing thicker than the British Dictionary before they formally greeted each other.Sheldon, who was much taller than Moriarty, was quite intimidating when he put on a straight face. This was a challenge for Moriarty, and Little Jim regretted countless times why he hadn't rejected this bastard.

After all, not everyone can stand a guy who posts a urination schedule on the refrigerator.

The young and ignorant Sheldon knew nothing about the lives of ordinary people, but he liked the straightforward Moriarty, which also caused him to be speechless in front of Moriarty.

"The gap in intelligence is inevitable, Jim." This sentence is always said by Sheldon's classmates.

At first, Moriarty would smile politely and not answer, but then he started throwing things at hand, and poor Sheldon was slapped in the face by the pillow more than once.Because Moriarty is fed up with getting up every morning to work out.

Swimming on the dorm floor, who knows how he figured it out.

If it was Little Jim ten years later, there would be countless ways to make the poor genius Sheldon disappear in the United States without a sound, but obviously, Moriarty, who was still a little gentleman in England at the time, was thinking about it in his dreams at most. strangle this man.

Sheldon was forced to drink milk for Moriarty for three years, because Moriarty lied to him that he was a royal family of a certain country and believed in a god, which made him unable to release the milk, or he would die immediately see the Lord.When Sheldon found out that he was deceiving himself ten years later, Cooper was very angry and wrote a 72-page denunciation letter and sent it to Moriarty, who threw it away without even reading it. into the fireplace.

However, the result of this behavior is that Moriarty is still under the height standard, and Sheldon's height is two centimeters higher than the optimal height standard he is satisfied with.

But these three years of torture will be found to be a very good experience when you look at it later. Moriarty, who studies geology, graduated with honors, but Sheldon, who studies physics, obviously doesn't like Moriarty's work. Professional, he always said "Geology, tsk, this is definitely not science" in a weird way, and the response was the pillow that slapped him on the face again.

Perhaps because he couldn't stand Sheldon's nagging, Moriarty studied mathematics as a graduate student and extended this subject to his later work.

Although, in Moriarty's eyes, these are boring and pathetic.

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"There's nothing wrong with geology, at least I have a deep understanding of jewelry." Moriarty pressed the brim of his hat, smiled and said to Loki beside him, "You can buy any one of the above The next ten Baker Streets, when the time comes, I will drive out the big detective and turn 221B into a pet store."

The corners of Loki's eyes twitched, obviously speechless at Moriarty's suggestion.

Moriarty wasn't going to get a response from Loki either, he tilted his head, and his well-behaved face showed a good look: "Little Rocky, I want to stay alone for a while, you go out first~"

"Then what did you ask me to do?" Loki narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

"If the police come to take me away later, Barrister, I still need your defense." Moriarty responded with a smile, but there was no smile in those eyes.

Loki looked up at the camera, and said in a soft voice, "Shall I dismantle that for you?"

Moriarty pouted: "Don't, I'll point them at them and call our big detective~"

Loki didn't pay any attention to him anymore, he wanted to go out for a breath of air after being under strict watch over by Thor at home for so long, and left slowly with his hands in the pocket of his windbreaker.Moriarty looked around and found that there were still many tourists here, so he slowly took out his phone and pressed it lightly.

Almost at the same time, the alarm from the Tower of London sounded, various doors of the London prison were opened, and the warehouse of the Bank of London was immediately in a state of no security. Various businesses stopped instantly, computers were paralyzed, and data leaked.

The tourists who were frightened by the piercing sirens fled, but Moriarty poked his chin and said nothing, and used wolf spray——Molan asked him to wear self-defense=A=—to deal with the guards, Mo Riati put on the earphones, and the melodious electronically modified sound came out.

TheDivaDance, well suited for the beautiful Tower of London.

Moriarty closed his eyes slightly, as if he was in a golden palace.An obsessed expression appeared on his face, his hands were slightly raised, and he could suddenly hear the voices of countless people bowing down for him on both sides.His fingers bent and swayed like a ghost, and the dark emperor completely revealed his original face at this moment.

He longed for darkness, he longed for depravity, the high-pitched music excited Moriarty, he spun around, his slender neck raised high, his slender arms formed a circle, and the nervous smile on the corner of his mouth never dissipated.

He is stepping on the dance steps, stepping on the beat, and is extremely happy.

Just like that, Moriarty stopped slightly until he got close to the supreme crown and scepter.Taking out a pen, Moriarty quickly wrote on the glass cover while humming an unknown melody.Throwing the pen away, obviously pleased with his masterpiece, Moriarty laughed.

He took the chewing gum out of his mouth and stuck it on the glass cover, and then took out the velvet case in his pocket.

When it was opened, it was a ring, a diamond ring that only women would wear.

His Moran is always cute and silly.Even a man would not agree to a marriage proposal with this kind of ring, Moriarty smiled unconsciously, but restrained himself the next moment.He glued the diamond ring to the chewing gum, then took a few steps back, picked up a stick, and moved forward like the best dancer. Finally, he smashed the glass cover with the stick.

The sound of glass shattering was crisp and sweet, and Moriarty smiled softly as he looked at the crumbs all over the floor.

He never looked at the ground again, Moriarty only had the proud crown in his eyes, and the poor diamond ring was trampled under the foot of the man, and it was no longer as beautiful as it used to be.

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Watching Sherlock and Watson leave in a taxi, Moran also picked up his coat and left home.

The atmosphere of late has been unusual for him.The unknown mutant and Mycroft's strange attitude all reminded the former captain to proceed carefully.

Moran was not so lucky to be able to hail a taxi as soon as he went out. You must know that in London, taxis need to be reserved in advance, and the reason why Sherlock can be so happy is purely because Mycroft opened the door of convenience. It is impossible for Locke not to know, after all, every taxi driver looks the same, which cannot be hidden from the eyes of the great detective.

But Moran always has his own way. The cold-faced Moran took out his ID card, and the police mark on it can always fool people.The man in black and long trousers stood in the middle of the road and stopped a motorcycle directly. When he was about to show his ID to the man, he found the owner of the car yelled "Help", then abandoned the car and fled.

Moran looked at himself a little puzzled, maybe his pistol was a little ostentatious, but Captain Moran still firmly believed that his appearance was good enough.

It is good to achieve the goal, Moran got on the motorcycle and followed Sherlock's taxi not too far away.The place where the taxi stopped was Scotland Yard, which surprised Moran. After all, Watson was already a suspect in the kidnapping case, so it is rare to be so bold.

He took out his mobile phone and truthfully sent Sherlock's whereabouts to Anthea, and Moran stood at the corner of the street