I have special killing skills

He folded his arms in the shadows and looked at the sky silently.

He had been doing this kind of thing for several years, and the past was vague. Moran had been Mycroft's subordinate for as long as he could remember.Mycroft said he was a captain, sworn to protect the British Empire for life, and Moran never suspected it.

Because Mycroft had given him a name and an identity, and being a protector wasn't such a dangerous job, he was grateful.

At this time, Moran's phone rang, and Moran took out his phone and pressed the answer button.

'Hello, Mr. Moran. '

Moran could easily distinguish the human voice, and a deep and flat voice said, "Hello, Dr. Brown."

The voice of the female doctor on the other side of the phone was very gentle, and she spoke in a calm manner: "Mr. Moran, today is the time for psychological treatment, but you have not arrived at the appointment time, is there something that delays you?" '

It seemed that Moran remembered that he had made an appointment with a psychiatrist today. His memory had always been bad. Moriarty reminded him of these—Little Jim always liked to bully this poor psychiatrist in a wicked way— And this morning, Moriarty hadn't said a word, which was unusual.

There were doubts in his heart, but Moran's voice was still steady: "I'm sorry, Dr. Brown, I think my appointment will be canceled, if possible, tomorrow..." Suddenly, the voice stopped, and Moran's eyes slightly stared Da looked at the TV in the window across the street, his throat seemed to be grabbed by someone's hand, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.

The news was broadcast on the TV, and the protagonist of the news was so familiar.

Dr. Brown shouted a few words on the other side of the phone, but there was still no response.The young female doctor attributed the situation to a malfunction of the phone, she hung up the phone helplessly, and raised her eyes slightly.

The TV on the wall broadcast the news, and the voice of the female anchor was weak.

"This morning, an unknown man broke into the Tower of London and tried to steal the exhibits, and was arrested on the spot by the police detectives who came after hearing the news. According to the police officer Lestrade who was present, the suspect's methods of committing the crime were crazy , I don’t know the motive of the crime. Please see the information sent back from the scene below.”

Dr. Brown frowned suspiciously as he watched the scene on TV.Why does this man who was turned away by the police look so familiar...

"Oh, my God! He's Mr. Moran's friend!" Dr. Brown stood up abruptly, covering his mouth involuntarily.

At this moment, Moriarty paused.He raised his head slightly and smiled at the camera. There was no malice on his delicate face, pure and harmless.

☆、44·The weakness of human nature

For Sherlock who is always alone, he may have thought that he would be in crisis, but he never knew that he would become the fuse for another person to get into trouble.

Starting from the framing of the orphanage, things came one after another, all kinds of crimes seemed to be connected into a system, and all kinds of evidence pointed firmly and clearly to his cohabitant, Dr. Watson.This in itself is a very unusual thing.You know, as a veteran, Dr. Watson has never had any enemies. Apart from work, he usually runs around with Sherlock. He has no time or reason to do those things.

Those idiots from Scotland Yard even found evidence to prove that Watson was a spy sent by Germany to England... Not to mention that the good doctor has never left the British soil. A goldfish who doesn't even know the basics of German!

In the morning, after receiving a call from Lestrade, Watson forcefully pulled Sherlock out of the bed.Sherlock rushed all the way to Scotland Yard in a daze, and the anger of getting up had not completely dissipated. This caused him to understand what Moriarty was going to do when he saw the man who wrote his name on the glass. But I still have a headache, it's awkward to see anyone.

"He's forcing me, forcing me to play games with him, forcing me to play some shameless tricks with him." Sherlock narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice was low and hoarse because he hadn't woken up yet.

Lestrade and Watson, who were standing aside, looked at each other. In the end, Watson bit the bullet and asked, "Sherlock, what do you want to do?"

Sherlock glanced at Watson: "Waiting for the trial, it would be great if Inspector Lestrade could let me appear as a witness."

Lestrade waved his hand: "Sherlock, I think you can tell me, do you know this person?"

"Of course I do. He almost killed me and Watson in the swimming pool." When looking at Lestrade, Sherlock obviously lost the patience to face Watson. With obvious impatience.

"I hope you can tell me the detailed process, Sherlock, this incident is very serious." Lestrade, who was devastated by the simultaneous huge failures of the Tower of London, the prison and the bank, now felt his head hurt even more.

Sherlock snorted, raised his chin slightly: "This is between me and him, I will deal with it..."

"Bang!" Mr. Inspector slapped the table, and the anger accumulated for a long time finally broke out.He glared at Sherlock, who still looked at him indifferently. Detective Lestrade really wanted to scold this ignorant brat, but in the end he resisted the effort and gritted his teeth and said, "For you For your safety, Sherlock, I want you to stay here until tomorrow's court."

"No, I want to go back." Sherlock was stubborn.

Lestrade was clutching his head when Donovan knocked on the door and entered.She gave Sherlock a hard look first, then handed the phone to Lestrade: "BOSS, the phone from above."

Lestrade didn't reach out to pick it up, but squinted his eyes and stared at the phone for a while, then kicked the table violently, waved his hand a little tiredly and said, "Okay, Sherlock, Doctor Watson, You go back, just show up in court on time tomorrow. Remember, don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't laugh at the jury, otherwise I will never let you go up. "

Sherlock looked at the mobile phone, let out a low, almost sarcastic sneer, and dragged the bewildered Watson away with a look of reason, and just after they walked out the door, Lestrade came from the door. Novan snatched the phone from his hand and said viciously to the receiver: "Mycroft, I told you that you are not allowed to interfere with my work!"

'My dear Greg, things are more complicated this time, and I wonder if I can take over? '

"This is my case!"

'This is a case you can't solve, don't be willful. '

What Lestrade hated most was the way Mycroft always sounded sure of winning, when in fact the man was capable of anything.He really wanted to refuse, but after thinking that this involved his precious brother after all, Lestrade finally gave in.

After hanging up the phone, Lestrade told Donovan to leave, while he sat on a chair tiredly.

Damn Sherlock Holmes, sooner or later I will be tortured to death by them!

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When Loki saw Moriarty again, the man was sitting behind the iron gate enjoying himself.He had a handful of pebbles in his hand, they were all polished smooth stones, the gray color looked inconspicuous, but Moriarty arranged them into a strange figure, muttering words.

"What are you doing?" Pulling up a chair, Loki looked at Moriarty through the railing on the iron door.

Moriarty's ears moved, and then he looked over with excited eyes, and said to Loki with a smile: "This is a spell. I read it from the book. He can help me find the angel who helps me."

Loki blinked, belatedly realizing that the angel Moriarty was talking about was himself...

Moriarty stood up, patted the dust on his trousers, and then kicked away the stones that he regarded as precious just now.He walked to the iron gate and sat down, smiling at Loki in front of him: "What's going on outside?"

"There are a lot of police, you can't release bail," the voice paused before Loki continued, "The man who lived with you just returned to Baker Street, and I saw him holding a rifle."

Moriarty pursed his lips and did not speak. He perfectly concealed his psychological fluctuations, and changed the subject with his chin in his hand: "It's actually not difficult to get out of here."

Loki said nothing.

Moriarty was obviously a little displeased with Rocky's disapproval, but he continued: "I love my country, the British laws are so loose, as long as I can please the jury, I can get away with it, no matter what I can walk away with a clean sheet of everything I've ever done. That code," Moriarty curled his lips, "is so loose it's unbelievable."

Loki took out the folder he was holding and opened it. Inside was what Moriarty called his resume.A professor of mathematics with excellent scientific research results, kind and humorous, more than a dozen students are willing to testify in court to prove that their teacher is a good person.But this is obviously not enough. Rocky, who has experienced many trials, knows that these are not enough to satisfy the jury: "You can't do it."

They are so mean in Loki's eyes, and the inferiority of the people in the courtyard is fully displayed on them.

"Don't be so arbitrary, my Loki, never underestimate little Jim." Moriarty nodded his chin and said slowly, "Everyone has weaknesses, human beings are always so interesting, no matter how strong they are, they always want to There is a fatal weakness exposed in front of people. And if you grasp that, they will become a knife in your hand, absolutely obedient and obedient."

"I don't know the members of the jury." Loki frowned slightly.

Moriarty laughed, stretched out his finger and gently pointed to Loki's pocket.Rocky raised his eyebrows slightly, took out his mobile phone, and found that he had received an email at some point.Open it and find a form inside.

The names, photos, family members, and life experiences of each jury member are written in detail, exactly.

Rocky tilted his head, his eyes were cold but the corners of his mouth were raised: "Believe me, Rocky Cookie, no one is absolutely clean. We never lack opportunities. As long as we have some means, the world is ours."

This sentence was too explicit, Loki tightened his fingers slightly, and looked up at Moriarty.

Moriarty is right, everyone has weaknesses.

Sherlock's weakness is Watson, so Moriarty can use Watson's life to threaten him again and again.Mycroft's weakness is Sherlock, and Moriarty can also use Sherlock to buy himself time for maximum benefit.

Loki's weakness is his ambition and his never-ending curiosity.

Loki closed the document abruptly, stood up, and looked at Moriarty with green eyes without the slightest emotion: "Since you have already made up your mind, you probably don't need my help." With that said, Loki turned around and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, Moriarty's hand quickly stretched out from the iron door, and tightly grabbed Loki's sleeve.Loki looked back at him, and saw that man also stood up, half of his face was hidden behind the iron gate, half of his face was exposed, but his expression was still obscure.

No one spoke, they just maintained this awkward posture, looking at each other, no one was willing to admit defeat.

In the end, it was the understanding little Jim who spoke first: "But I don't want to be so complicated, my dear Rocky, I am asking for your help now."

Loki looked at him indifferently, but saw Moriarty take out a round object from his pocket.

He took it over and found that the thing was not light, and he heard Moriarty's voice ringing in his ears: "I like your little trick, now, can you please become another person, and then throw this in prison What about the door?"

Loki frowned slightly, he could obviously guess what Moriarty was planning.The only doubt is who is the target that Moriarty is going to frame, so Loki slightly lowered his eyelids to cover his jewel-like green eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Who?"

Moriarty tilted his head, smiled innocently, and slightly parted his lips: "John H. Watson."

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[Hawkeye Button: Italy lost all the small money saved by QAQ... I don't want to live!Don't anyone stop me!I'm going to jump off the Stark Tower! 】

-Comment:

- Cosmic Hero Stark: Fuck you!Why did you jump off Lao Tzu's roof when you lost money!Also, you are an American, and if you don’t buy the United States and actually buy Italy, you deserve to lose money!

- Natasha: Be good, don't be impulsive, come down, I bought Brazil, we will win money

- Hulk: ... No one buys the United States, it is safe to buy the Netherlands or Germany

-Captain America Stephen: I bought America

-Hulk: =mouth=

- Lao Jia Aiwei: Yes, Mr. Stephen bought all the money through me and the US team can win the Hercules Cup

-Natasha: As expected of the conscience of the United States [like]

- Thor: Hey, what is the Hercules Cup?Can I eat it?

- Hulk Hulk: You will lose everything!

-Cosmic Hero Stark: =A=With me, don’t you just lose some money, what a ghost!

- Captain America Stephen: Tony, pay attention to what you say

-Hawkeye Barton: ...You have Stark to pay for it, but I don't!My pennies are gone!I am going to die!

- Natasha: Get off my mother, I say it one last time.I haven't said anything about you hiding your private money, wait until you hand over all your private money before you die!

-Hawkeye Button: QAQ is down, don’t be angry, daughter-in-law, I’ll give you all the money when I get home

The author has something to say: Little Jim is starting to help Rocky Cookie with his plan to rule the atrium =v= Little Jim is always so understanding

Lianzi is also watching the World Cup recently, but she has never spent money to win or lose.I always feel that after spending money to bet, I will never have that sense of normalcy when I watch the game again, so I always insist on guessing and playing =v=

As a hardcore player in the Netherlands, I believe the Orange can go far this time. In the final, I am optimistic about Germany vs. the Netherlands

Everyone from the Women's Federation hasn't shown up for a long time, and said that when I was writing a small tweet, I was thinking——

The American team is rooted in the seedlings, and it is definitely the American Fifty Cent Party.

Tony shows off Fula every day and hates not explaining

Professor Banner [Hulk] various research results

Queen Natasha's style, the women's federation's general attack does not explain

Hawkeye loves his daughter-in-law, and studies cooking for her every day

↑Don't ask me why I have such an idea, I just can't stop my brain, and the stars don't care about me [cover your face

Welfare claw machine party:

Easter egg version of Women's Federation Kindergarten Meow Ha!

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☆、45. The Romance of Sherlock Holmes

There was an explosion at Scotland Yard, and the ensuing fire cost Scotland Yard a lot of damage.And the instigator of all this is Moriarty, who was temporarily locked up in Scotland Yard. It is not difficult to find photos of the person who did all this.

Sherlock had easily hacked into Scotland Yard's surveillance system - there were too many holes in this thing to count - and in the surveillance video, the blond man who threw a small bomb at the door It is so conspicuous.

The big detective's pupils shrunk, and his eyes narrowed like a cat's.

That was John Watson, his good doctor.

When the police surrounded 221B, Sherlock had already simulated countless ways to escape in his head. His thinking is destined to be several times faster than ordinary people, and the road map of the entire London has long been formed in his head. System, as a humanoid GPS simulation circuit, is not difficult for Sherlock.

But everything was completely destroyed when they saw Lestrade.

"I thought you would come to see my life and death only when you received an order from Mycroft." Sherlock sat comfortably in the armchair, and beside him was a good doctor in a pullover, everything looked calm serene.

The sound of sirens and the flashing lights of police lights came out of the window from time to time.

Lestrade took off his gloves and put them in his pocket. He was not angry at Sherlock's teasing. For this Mr. Inspector, he had already found a way to get along with Sherlock. Inspector Lestrade knew how to talk to the little bastard from the day he broke into his case.

"I applied for this mission by myself, Sherlock, you'd better put away your temper temporarily, we don't have much time," Lestrade sat on the sofa by himself, although his hair was a little gray, But the good detective still maintains the handsomeness and handsomeness of his youth, "Tell me, what kind of trouble did you encounter again?"

Sherlock pursed his lips, with some impatience in his amber eyes: "If you hadn't come, I don't think John and I would have any trouble."

Lestrade frowned, took out a search warrant from his pocket and patted it on the table: "No matter what the reason is, the monitoring route after Moriarty escaped from prison clearly shows that the suspect... "Lestrade raised his eyes and looked at Watson, but he didn't say anything. He frowned and continued, "This is the highest-level search warrant issued by the above. If you dare to leave this room, then even if you escape later The accusation will also be charged with obstructing official duties, and you will still go to jail."

Sherlock was clearly aware of this result, he didn't even look at the search warrant to guess what was written on it.

Mycroft's computer contained everything, and Mycroft did not prevent the issuance of this search warrant.

For it was not Mycroft Holmes' younger brother that they wanted to catch, but his brother's cohabitant, John H. Watson.

However, the good doctor who had been standing aside took a few steps forward and picked up the search warrant. When he saw his name on it, he didn't panic. Sherlock kept staring at him and found that the good doctor's pupils didn't even constrict. The face looked relieved.

"Fortunately it's not Sherlock." The words Watson muttered in a low voice reached Sherlock's ears, which made the cold-faced detective unconsciously clenched his fingers.

Lestrade looked at Watson and raised his eyebrows slightly: "John, now is not the time to flirt. It's better to wait until no one is around to talk about love."

Watson was blushed a little by this sentence, he waved his hands indiscriminately, and tried to explain what he just said: "I just think Sherlock can solve all this, yes, he can always be the hero who saves everything .”

"There may be heroes in this world, but I'm definitely not one of them." Sherlock put his hands together on his chin, his expression indifferent.

Watson was taken aback for a moment, and then the blood on his face faded suddenly, turning slightly pale.

But obviously the great detective didn't make his good doctor sad for long. He and Watson looked at each other and said every word: "But I promise, I have a way to end this, my friend."

Lestrade looked helplessly at the good doctor's red ears again, and Sherlock's unnaturally averted face, and suddenly felt that his trip today seemed redundant.

Compared with his brother Mycroft, Sherlock is less romantic, but this sentence is more beautiful than any love words.

Lestrade sighed, and took two light steps back. Immediately, police detectives rushed into the room and tried to put handcuffs on Watson.The good doctor's hand was on the gun in his pocket, but he didn't move for a long time, but it was Sherlock who reacted faster than him.This lazy-looking big detective has won various Sanda competitions. His outstanding strength in arms and legs allowed him to easily kick away the guns in the hands of several police detectives.

But Sherlock didn't make any more moves, because Donovan, who had quick eyesight and quick hands, had already handcuffed Watson's wrists. The good doctor looked a little helpless, and Detective Donovan was even more helpless.

"I know it's not you, good doctor, it must be that freak's fault." Detective Donovan has already used the lightest strength to ensure that Watson will not be injured by the cold handcuffs. Said in a low voice, "When you go out, you'd better find yourself an entertainment, try fishing."

Watson didn't know what to say, because his eyes were fixed on Sherlock, and the man was looking at him.

The purpose of Lestrade's coming is to make them settle down - obviously he has no malice - even if Lestrade doesn't believe that Watson will do those illegal things, but the evidence is too scary and too reasonable There is no way to refute what should be divided.Some people need political achievements, and some people need to give an explanation to the public. All kinds of reasons are mixed together so that Scotland Yard must come up with a suspect to give an account.

And those who can predict and arrange these things must not be easy.Lestrade felt that it would be safer to keep them under his nose than to let them stay in Baker Street. As for those cases, Holmes are always omnipotent, aren't they?

Mr. Inspector took a few steps forward, but in the next second, he felt a black shadow suddenly enveloping him.

The good detective looked at Sherlock standing in front of him in surprise: "He will be treated fairly, Sherlock, you..."

"Mycroft will reimburse you for the medical expenses in the future." After Sherlock muttered this sentence, he directly knocked an elbow on Lestrade's neck, and the good inspector was caught off guard and slammed to the floor Plummeted, heard Donovan's scream of rage before plunging into darkness.

Donovan is really a competent female police detective, why on earth did she fall in love with that idiot Anderson?

After this thought flashed by, Lestrade passed out completely.

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When Lestrade woke up, the first thing he saw was the intricate ornate bedpost.

Then, it was obvious that his wrists were firmly tied to the bedpost.

He is a poor police detective with a meager salary. Even though he has been promoted to the position of detective chief, he is still overwhelmed by the heavy life.A good detective may be able to live comfortably, but he will never buy himself something that seems to be worth his salary for several years.

There was only one person he knew who had a lot of money and liked such frippery.

"Mycroft, can you explain to me the current situation?" Lestrade couldn't move his head because his arms were fixed, so he could only shout helplessly.

Immediately, there was the sound of leather shoes touching the floor, occasionally accompanied by crisp bumps, and Lestrade guessed that it was the umbrella in Mycroft's hand.

The heads of these two Holmes were always turning so fast, and they didn't even want to stop to pay attention to the scenery that ordinary people would pay attention to.Fortunately, he has a good doctor, a gentle and strong man who helps Sherlock re-understand the world.

But Mycroft seems to have been refusing to understand this world. He is creating rules in his own way and turning the situation around with his own means.But Mycroft has never been short of romance, and he will show a faint nostalgia at the right time, but that kind of emotion is so thin that people can't tell it apart. At least Lestrade doesn't know whether it's true or not.

In just a few seconds, Mycroft's face appeared in Lestrade's line of sight. The corner of the man's lips was bent, looking humble and polite: "I need you to be quiet, Greg, the person next door to you It's Her Majesty, and I hope we don't bother her."

Lestrade's movements were obviously paused, and then his expression was distorted with anger: "Tell me, what did you do again."

"Greg, I'm glad you're awake, I think I need to apologize to you for what Sherlock did, but before I do I have a question for you."

Lestrade frowned: "Let me go."

"No, no, my dear Inspector, you have answered my question before I let you go." Mycroft turned his umbrella to his left hand, while his right hand slowly He firmly held Lestrade's chin without using any strength, but the cold fingertips still made Lestrade's brows wrinkle even tighter.Mycroft didn't seem to notice Lestrade's discomfort, he bowed his head, his sharp eyes showed no emotion, "I said, I don't want you to be involved in this incident, Greg, you Never listen to me."

Lestrade did not dodge, and in getting along with Mycroft, Lestrade was never willing to put himself in a weak position: "Mycroft, I am only for Sherlock's safety. You let the police detectives catch him, God, do you know what the hell the guys at Scotland Yard do? Their pistols have safety catches like they've never been on!"

Mycroft smiled softly, but the expression on his face was obviously dissatisfied with Lestrade's questioning him: "Except for the female police officer you brought, the rest are all M16 registered. , they will be sent to an absolutely safe place, you have to believe that I will never risk my brother's life."

Lestrade was taken aback for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "You always plan everything, Mycroft, it's not funny at all."

Mycroft smiled softly, and pressed an icy kiss on the corner of the mouth of the immobile good Inspector, which gradually deepened and became hot, and when he let go of Mr. Inspector, Lestrade He realized that he had just been let go vaguely, and his hand was now tightly clung to Mycroft's shoulder.

Nasty instinct.

Inspector Lestrade cursed himself countless times, but when Mycroft reached out to him, he still held it without hesitation.

I fell in love with a bastard who didn't even have feelings, damn it.

As for the queen next door... Never mind her, anyway, I'm not a civil servant working for him.

☆、46·Security Vulnerabilities

The green-eyed man in black tightly tugged at the wrist of a black-haired man who was much shorter than him, and strode through the dark alleys of London. His displeasure was clearly written on his handsome face.

All over London is Mycroft's eyeliner, those damned pervasive cameras, even if they're always cute they can't hide their annoying presence.That man has the ability to infiltrate every surveillance system and completely ignore the law.If it wasn't for that, he wouldn't be running around in London with Moriarty, which, by God, was horrible.

After being a lawyer for almost a year, Loki would mutter one or two nonsense from time to time.

Moriarty was a little hurt from being pulled by him, but he couldn't break free.Loki's legs were much longer than his, and he had to trot to keep up with the curmudgeon.When they arrived in front of a small house, Loki finally stopped, and Moriarty also took the opportunity to break free, complaining with his mouth pouted: "Bad Loki, you always bully poor little Jim. Look, you're all red!" It's gone!" With that said, Moriarty showed Loki his wrist, with a very aggrieved and innocent expression.

Loki glanced at him, and ran his fingertips across Moriarty's wrist, and the red marks disappeared immediately.

Moriarty blinked in surprise, and muttered in his heart that this method is really useful.He turned his head quickly, wanting to extract more value, and even wanted Loki to try to open Moran's dusty memory, but he gave up the idea just after turning around.

Loki may really be able to do a lot of things, but he is [-]% dangerous.Moriarty hadn't forgotten that this man had snooped into his past without his permission.

Although Moriarty hated Moran for cheating him now, he still didn't want Moran to die at the hands of others.

Returning to his usual expression, Moriarty tidied up his collar, tilted his head to look at Loki and said, "You've helped me a lot, Rocky Cookie, Little Jim will thank you. "

But Loki raised his eyes indifferently: "You have shown me a good show." He has already received news that Sherlock and Watson are missing, and they are now fugitives—although in Mycroft I can't make it public under special pressure-it's nice to win sleep without the accompaniment of the violin when I go home.

Little Jim obviously didn't know what Loki was proud of, but he wasn't going to get to the bottom of it, after all, everyone has their own little secret, right?

He took out his mobile phone and was about to arrange the next move when he saw the door next to him being opened.

Loki was obviously a little surprised that someone would appear silently from under his eyelids, and subconsciously put his hands behind his back, a faint blue light emerged from his fingertips.But Moriarty gently squeezed his arm, and then smiled and opened his arms to meet him: "My dear Eric, it's nice to see you again, but I didn't expect you to live in such a place... ...remote."

Eric was a little surprised to see Moriarty. In fact, he lived here to avoid this person.He frowned and looked at Loki, the green-eyed guy made him feel dangerous.However, Magneto finally focused his attention on Moriarty: "I need your explanation, Jim, there are many things, you can come in and have a cup of tea."

Moriarty kept smiling, obviously he didn't intend to go in for tea.You must know that now that Parker is not by his side, he dare not rashly enter Magneto's territory. No one knows the danger of this man better than Moriarty.Maybe Rocky is much easier to use and stronger than Paco, but Moriarty also knows how bad-tempered his Rocky Cookie is.

How could poor little Jim always encounter such dangerous things?Moriarty blinked, feeling a little aggrieved.

Seeing that Moriarty didn't answer, Eric didn't force it either.He turned back and closed the door, and just stood on the street and started talking like this: "Last time I let go of the man who was with you, but since that day, my fellow mutants in London have been hit."

"That's none of my business, I just want to protect my lover." Moriarty shrugged, looking indifferent.

Eric frowned, and Loki obviously felt the watch in his hand vibrate.It was an interesting phenomenon, Loki's green eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's none of your business, Jim, that man, Sebastian Moran, he's a nasty hunter," Eric paused, and the deep-voiced German man spoke like poison Generally, "Keep an eye on mutants, this is his mission, and his only existence value."

Moriarty's pupils shrank slightly. In fact, he knew exactly what Eric meant by the hunter.

Mutants are mutants of humans, and their genetic chains have mutated, causing them to have various abilities.But human beings have always been cowardly and timid, they yearn for life, so they are afraid of beings stronger than themselves, mutants will undoubtedly make them feel threatened.Therefore, a group of people controlled by the government appeared.

They are called hunters, and their targets are mutants who may appear at any time.

Little Jim put his thumb in his mouth nervously, he didn't show any expression, but his head was running fast.

He hated Moran for forgetting him, but Moriarty never ignored Moran's life experience for it.moriarty is always available