I have special killing skills

Fool me again.

I used to doubt who you would choose between me and them, my brother, but now it seems that these problems are no longer a problem.

You will always choose these irrelevant people.

These ants can easily have your enthusiasm, your laughter, and your protection.

And your hurt will only stay on me...

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Question, where is Fei Jiu?

Answer, he is hugging the thigh of Mr. Zonggong and the widow...

☆、70·Dark Lord

Moriarty had never known London nights to be so cold.

Speaking of which, Moriarty has never experienced any hardships since he was a child.

When he was a child, his family was rich, and Moriarty lived a good life. Although there was an accident at home, the very smart Moriarty chose to study in the school. His smart head can help him earn a lot of money. Fei's scholarship is also not worrying about food and drink.Moreover, there was a Sheldon Cooper in the same dormitory who had no idea about money, and Moriarty had spent almost four years without money.

On the battlefield, he picked Sebastian Moran as a shelter, a man who seemed to be repulsed thousands of miles away, and Moriarty captured him completely with only a small kiss.And it turns out that this man is incredibly responsible.Leaving the battlefield, and luckily getting the help of Charles, he healed his wounds, Moriarty came to London with a small sum of money, and began to build his dark empire.

In other words, he is always accompanied or followed. Even in the loneliest times, there is a blond man named Moran who is by his side to protect him from the wind and rain, instead of letting him sit like this. A cold wind blows from the back of the truck.

Although it was only less than 10 minutes apart, my dear Sebastian, I miss you.

Moriarty buried his face in the collar of his windbreaker, regretting why he didn't bring a biscuit.And cursed Loki in his room in his heart, hoping that his brother would be hooked and run away!snort!

When the car stopped, Moriarty pouted and exposed his face from the windbreaker, and saw Parker holding the edge of the truck with his hands and looking in.

This brown-haired guy has changed a lot after a year. His once bohemian hair has been cut neatly now, and his face that always smiles like a hippie has also become more serious. There are less boyish indulgences and more men. calm.It's just that the look in his eyes when he saw Moriarty was as joyful and admiring as before.

"BOSS!" Parker yelled in a low voice, and stretched out his arms towards Moriarty.

Moriarty stretched out his hand, put it lightly on Parker's arm, stood up and said, "I've been in a terrible mess this way, little Parker, next time you make trouble with me like this, I'll fire you."

"Okay boss." Although it's been a long time, I'm afraid Ke still knows how to appease his boss.

Moriarty looked up at Parker, and said with a smile, "You've become handsome, little Parker. It looks like you've had a good year."

Parker blushed, but immediately laughed: "I'm relieved to see the BOSS come back."

Moriarty used his strength to jump down. He could feel Parker's arm around his waist to prevent him from falling, and it seemed to stay for a little longer, but Moriarty didn't say much, He just glanced at Parker, and then let go of the man without a trace.

Parker put down his hands as usual, and walked behind Moriarty in a regular manner.

Moriarty narrowed his eyes, somewhat satisfied.

His little Parker has become handsome and stable, but it's a pity that he now has a very good boyfriend, and visually, Moran is a person who looks generous but is actually narrow-minded.Yes, petty, even if Moran hadn't revealed anything Moriarty knew.

Lifting his steps and walking forward, Moriarty opened the small door in front of him.

This is an inconspicuous place, but it is the dark empire that Moriarty spent several years building.Hesitation: London is a place where traces are easily exposed. It took a lot of effort for Moriarty to hide all the darkness under the layers of fog in London.Open the door, and there is a long corridor inside, with murals that look a bit aristocratic on both sides.At the end is the entrance of the stairs, but it leads not to the top, but to the ground.

"Is that person here?" Moriarty walked inside while straightening his collar.

Parker replied: "He came half an hour ago, but he just went out for a while. It seems that his pet got lost by himself. He took a lamb chop to look for it."

Moriarty blinked and turned to look at Parker: "He has a pet?" He pouted, "I can't even have one, why can he..."

Parker obviously didn't know the reason for Moriarty's sudden resentment at the moment, but he still answered honestly: "I've never seen his pet, it should be a lizard or a snake, because that pet Pets get lost all the time, I've never had one."

An unreliable pet, just don't know if its owner is also unreliable.

Moriarty stopped talking and concentrated on walking down.

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After walking down the long steps and opening the iron gate at the end, the eyes are greeted by a fascinating dim yellow light, which is occasionally mixed with green light, which looks like a jewel-like brilliance.Moriarty raised his head, and saw that apart from the crystal chandelier hanging directly above, there were several green fluorite-like lamps on each side, emitting beautiful light.The floor is paved with marble, which looks smooth and hard. The very noble mantelpiece facing it has beautiful serpentine carvings on it. There are two rows of steps extending up on both sides, and a high platform is formed on the top. The high platform On the top is an exquisite pattern carved with crystal.

Moriarty stopped in his tracks, looked at all the strange and gorgeous decorations in front of him, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "Parker, can you explain to me why this place has become this virtue? What about my lovely wood fireplace? , where is my cute and beautiful TV? Also, where did you get my game console! God, is there a power supply here!"

Parker blinked, and then said with some embarrassment: "Sorry BOSS, the person in charge seems to like these, and it seems that those who follow him also like it..." Seeing Moriarty's expression was not good, Parker hurriedly Added a sentence, "I have all the electronic products of BOSS in a good collection, and I have not lost them."

Moriarty seemed to be waving his arms a little angrily, and his palm-sized face was flushed with anger: "But it looks like a vampire lives here! Why don't you get a coffin in here!"

Parker scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.

Looking around angrily, Moriarty sat on a carved seat in the middle.Putting his hand on the armrest of the chair and rubbing it lightly, he narrowed his eyes and looked around.

And this one looked over carefully, and found that something was slightly wrong.

Everything here looks so old, the candles, the fireplace, and even the crystal chandeliers are burning candles instead of the popular candle-shaped bulbs.And those green stones, how do they shine?

Could it be that Parker really found a vampire?

Moriarty was thinking about the possibility of this happening when he heard a sound.It was the sound of leather shoes hitting the marble floor. Listening to the sound, there was more than one person.

When Moriarty turned his head, he saw a man standing not far behind him, looking at him with his head tilted slightly, with a haughty and alluring smile.That man has an extremely delicate and beautiful face, the most conspicuous is a pair of blood red pupils, as beautiful as blood-stained rubies, his hair is very long, like satin-like long black hair casually scattered behind him, covering his eyes. grabbed his shoulders.And he wore a ring on his ring finger, with simple patterns on it, but Moriarty only felt that he was in danger.

"Parker, it seems that your guest has arrived." The man spoke in a low and magnetic voice, which made Moriarty's spine tingle.

Parker took a few steps forward as if he was used to it, and said, "Sir, this is my boss, Jim Moriarty."

Moriarty slowly got up from the chair, looked at the red-eyed man, and when the corners of his mouth curled up, he completely lost the self-willedness just now.

The person in front of him had an absolutely charming face, but Moriarty still wouldn't ignore the arrogance and reserve in his expression.A person's arrogance, unless he is a fool, has a strong support, while a person's restraint can only come from the nobility of blood.

He has said long ago that Britain has no shortage of nobles. Look, isn't this another one?

The sharp-eyed saw that there seemed to be something wandering on the man's wrist. The little guy seemed to have sensed Moriarty's gaze, and suddenly stopped his body and stopped moving. The pair of small dark yellow eyes pretended to be inadvertent. He looked at Moriarty, but suddenly shrank back under Moriarty's smiling eyes.

It seems that my little Parker is still a little idiot who is not good at observing, and this person's pet also looks quite interesting.

It is completely the dignity exclusive to the dark emperor. When he slightly raised his chin, he showed his aura: "Nice to meet you, sir. I am Moriarty, but you can also call me Jim."

The man smiled softly, as if he was satisfied that Moriarty didn't intend to shake his hand.He nodded for the unknown, and then slowly said: "My name is Voldemort, you can call me the Dark Lord."

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[Little Jim: Flame Parker, little villain Parker!Who is this you found!Why did you find such a beautiful one!Did you find your concubine? 】

-Comment:

- Huoguang Parker: QAQ No, BOSS, it is... He came here by himself...

-Little Jim: You lied to me!

-Fire Parker: BOSS what I said is true

-Dark Lord: =v=

-Natasha: It's shameful for LS to be cute

-Sister Blackberry wrote a fan: Hello!Have you all forgotten about my boss?He has been missing for a long time!Moriarty, hand over my boss!

-Little Jim: Did someone talk just now?Ah, it must be an illusion =A=

☆、71·Unbreakable oath

Moriarty looked at Voldemort slightly, and then slightly curled the corners of his lips.What he just heard was definitely not just Voldemort's footsteps alone, which meant that there were people guarding him.

This gentleman who was recruited by Little Parker was really difficult to deal with.

Moriarty mourned for Parker's IQ again, and Moriarty began to think about countermeasures.

Voldemort slightly raised his hand: "Maybe we can go over there and sit down and talk, Mr. Moriarty, I think you would really like a cup of hot black coffee."

Moriarty smiled and followed Voldemort, but stopped Parker who wanted to follow.Just in front of the fireplace there was a small round table and two chairs of carved mahogany upholstered in the silver and green shade Moriarty liked.Sometimes people with the same aesthetics are more used to find good feelings, at least now Moriarty has a lot of good feelings for Voldemort.

There were two cups of coffee on the table, Moriarty was a little surprised, he hadn't noticed this place just now.But it's still very hot to the touch, which is not bad, but the dark appearance looks bitter, Moriarty pouted: "Is there no sugar?"

Voldemort was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and pointed to the small jar beside him: "One canteen and the other is milk. I thought you would prefer black coffee."

"Villains who like dark things only exist in fairy tales. I am a person with normal taste buds." Moriarty grabbed the two small jars, pulled off the lids and poured them all into the coffee In the cup, he stirred it with a small silver spoon, took a sip, and the slightly bitter taste in the mellow aroma made him instantly happy from the inside out.

Voldemort looked at his black coffee and decided to ignore the man's sarcastic remarks.

Moriarty put down his coffee cup, looked into Voldemort's red eyes and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Parker should have told you about the situation, and I'm sure he got your guarantee."

"Yes, the Unbreakable Vow." Voldemort smiled, his red eyes seemed to be shining beautifully, "I actually hate signing oaths with others, but unfortunately, a year ago I was messed up enough and here I am Great opportunity."

Moriarty crossed his left leg over his right and asked, "What chance?"

Voldemort's fingers lightly stroked the pet snake that began to wag its tail restlessly, and said lightly: "A chance to rise again."

It was said with a strange hissing noise, and it sounded like some kind of reptile.But this was obviously not enough to scare Moriarty, but aroused his strong curiosity.

The Unbreakable Vow may sound like a misty word, but Moriarty was sure that this man would not deceive himself, because the flash of disdain and resentment in his eyes when he uttered the word could not be deceived.Since there was no threat to his dark empire, Moriarty began to wonder about the "rise" that this population referred to.

Only those who once stood at the top will long to return after falling into the trough.

Moriarty looked at Voldemort with a smile and said, "If I'm not taking the liberty, I'd like to hear your story, and the name of the Dark Lord sounds really exciting."

Voldemort looked at Moriarty and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You Muggles always have insatiable greed and curiosity."

"Muggle?" Moriarty tilted his head, why does this name sound familiar?

Just as Moriarty was extracting his "distant" memories from his thought palace—a strange word, but Moriarty liked it—Voldemort had already said lightly: "You don't care about those disgusting so-called gangsters. I appreciate the management of the bosses. Threats, intimidation, and if necessary, they can be broken down and buried in various places."

Moriarty blinked his eyes: "I was just wondering if they'd grow new ones, okay don't look at me like that, I know I was naive then."

Voldemort curled his lips: "But obviously, you have established a relationship of trust that is absolutely not strong. I admit that you have charisma, but it is far from enough."

"Tell me?"

"Loyalty does not mean surrender, Mr. Moriarty, you have not done enough in this regard."

Surrender?Another strange word, Moriarty rubbed his chin, and suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of light, and his eyes changed when he looked at Voldemort: "If I'm not wrong, dear Voldemort, are you a wizard? "

Voldemort didn't know where he got the conclusion, but for his own identity, Voldemort has always been proud: "Yes."

Moriarty blinked and blinked: "Then you will have children too?"

"..."

Since Voldemort had reached out to the small wooden root, Moriarty waved his hand: "Well, let's not talk about it, I think you want to make a deal with me."

Voldemort raised his chin: "Obviously."

Now their relationship was, to be precise, akin to an employment relationship, and Voldemort didn't get paid at all because of the Unbreakable Vow.Voldemort would never really want to help Moriarty consolidate this dark empire, because in essence, this place belongs to Moriarty, and, here are all Muggles, oh, he hates Muggles, they always It has a disgusting taste.

Moriarty probably also could have imagined that Mr. Voldemort might leave here to build his brilliant achievements, and he didn't force him to stay: "I can see that, sweetheart Voldemort, you are a very great man."

"I like your compliments on me, but please don't add prefixes to my name." Voldemort's pupils darkened.

Moriarty shrugged, just at that moment he could feel that this person was going to kill him, but obviously Moriarty had enough capital to guarantee his survival.Well, if you don’t add it, don’t add it: "I can probably guess what you want. Of course, you have managed this place for me for so long, and you should get what you want. Little Jim will never take advantage of others."

Voldemort just looked at him without speaking, his handsome face still covered with blackness.

Moriarty showed no fear at all, with curved brows and eyes: "I haven't been back to London for a year, but obviously this period of time hasn't really made my head rust. I will provide you and me with help, such as Serve your pets lamb chops, grilled, while you're still in London."

Speaking of this, Moriarty saw the little thing wrapped around Voldemort's wrist, pretending to be dead, raised his head slightly, but was immediately pushed back by Voldemort.

Moriarty continued with a smile: "Also, I will provide you with the asylum you need, such as circumventing someone's surveillance, oh, you know, anything can happen in London, such as being followed Magnet men and winged horses, that would be scary."

"Have you ever seen a unicorn?" Voldemort frowned slightly, and leaned forward a little.

Moriarty blinked, then nodded obediently: "Yes, I have, if you think he is called a unicorn."

Voldemort lowered his brows slightly, Moriarty muttered in his heart that this man's eyelashes are really long, and immediately, he looked at Moriarty again: "If you can give me a cup of unicorn blood, I will appreciate it." Endless."

"...Are you really a vampire? What about your coffin?" Moriarty looked shocked.

Voldemort's voice paused: "I'm not." He reflected in his heart whether it was a mistake to find such a partner.

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It is always easy to talk between two people who originally belonged to the dark. Voldemort will stay in London for a period of time. During this period, Moriarty will provide the convenience he needs, and Voldemort will help Moriarty when necessary .

As for the help, Moriarty hadn't figured it out yet. After all, he didn't know what kind of wizard Voldemort was and whether he was powerful. Perhaps he would be able to get an answer when he met Snape in the future and asked him.

As Moriarty strongly recommended a certain restaurant's lamb chops, he saw that the pet snake in Voldemort's hand had begun to writhe restlessly, which surprised Moriarty.

"Can he understand human speech?" Moriarty's curious eyes sparkled.

Voldemort smiled, apparently talking about his pet snake, and the seemingly haughty-looking man would temporarily become amiable: "Not much, but apparently he's always been very sensitive to certain words."

Appears to be a food-loving pet snake, or rather, a magical creature.Moriarty stroked his chin and began to consider the possibility of bribing a snake.

Voldemort looked up at Moriarty, and said in a low and beautiful voice, "Mr. Moriarty, since I still have some unresolved misunderstandings with the wizarding world, I think you will be willing to help me keep the secret."

"What secret?" Moriarty blinked pretending to be stupid.

"Everything." Voldemort was unmoved.

Moriarty shrugged, well, it seems he can't ask Snape anymore.Oh that's curious, little Jim can't stand that.

"I hope we have a happy cooperation." Voldemort stood up, "If you want, I can sign an oath with you."

"No need, my dear Mr. Voldemort." Moriarty also stood up with a smile on his face, slightly raised his head to look at the red-eyed man who was much taller than himself, obviously Moriarty hadn't forgotten this man just now Talking about the disgust in his eyes when talking about the unbreakable oath, Little Jim has always been considerate, "I can see that you don't like that, and I don't like things like agreements. You know, agreements are meant to be torn up, I think we're just taking what we need, and I'm sure you won't do anything against me."

The corner of Voldemort's mouth curved, this man has an absolutely beautiful face, and it seems that he does not intend to waste his talent: "I think you will regret it, Jim."

"I hope you won't give me a chance to regret it, Voldy."

☆、72·I have many friends

When Moriarty returned to his residence, he didn't go through the door, but stood under the window with his hands on his hips, first looked at the bar that was still lit, and then raised his head to look up.

The curtains hadn't moved, there was no movement inside, and Moriarty wasn't sure if Loki was gone or if he didn't want to help him up—Moriarty preferred the latter—but obviously, how to get back was a big problem.

The hour hand was approaching twelve o'clock, and his Moran was about to return. That man would always honestly fulfill his promises to himself, which Moriarty was very confident about.The black-haired man jumped up and down, and after fully understanding the difference in height, he stood there angrily without saying a word. After a while, Moriarty pointed at the window on the second floor and yelled: "I want to close the door." Your money! Twice!"

"Jim, can I help you with anything?"

The sound of metal suddenly sounded behind Moriarty, and Moriarty turned his head to look in fright, and saw Jarvis's cold metal face, with white eyes that were dazzling in the night.

Moriarty's first reaction was to open his arms and hug Jarvis's waist tightly, and put his face on the metal chest of the artificial intelligence: "Oh, my Jarvis, I'm so glad I can still see you You know, just two days ago I thought I was going to die."

Jarvis remained motionless, letting the human man take advantage of him, his voice still mechanical: "I'm glad to see you again, Jim, but I need to remind you of one thing."

"Come on, you said that you don't understand feelings, so don't lie to me with any high-spirited words." Moriarty wrinkled his nose and looked up at Jarvis. "Tell me, what's the matter with you? Is it Mister Stark is out of battery again?"

Jarvis obviously didn't understand this cold joke, so his tone was as calm as ever: "No, sir, he is in good health now. What I want to remind you is that it's not that we haven't seen each other for two days, but It's been sixteen days since we saw each other."

It seems that Snape's unstable magical fluctuations caused him to teleport not only space, but also time.

Moriarty blinked his eyes, and then muttered: "I told you not to let Snape use magic, my God, is that little guy in his stomach taking revenge on me?"

Jarvis didn't speak, but turned his head in the direction of the bar, but then turned back again.

Moriarty could probably figure out what Stark was doing in the bar - just listening to the big blond man chasing his brother and giving all kinds of weird advice - but he pretended not to know Appearance: "Hey, Jarvis, is Mr. Stark here too? Going to bars at night is really not a healthy behavior, and it's time to sleep now."

Jarvis looked at Moriarty and said, "Sir, he is dealing with private matters."

"If you don't take the liberty, can I ask Mr. Stark why he came to England?" Moriarty tilted his head with a smile.

Jarvis said indifferently: "He quarreled with Mr. Stephen, and Miss Natasha brought him here to relax."

This is really a strange reason, Moriarty rubbed his chin, a little confused about the relationship between this group of Americans.Oh, of course Natasha is a beautiful lady, she is not like the average American.

"Mr. saw you standing there at the window and thought you were in trouble, so he asked me to help." Jarvis narrated in a mechanical but pleasant voice.

Moriarty blinked his eyes as if remembering this, and then leaned on Jarvis, saying: "My home is here, you see, it is the window on the second floor. You take me up, obviously I I don't have the stamina to climb up."

Jarvis lowered his head slightly: "Jim, you can go through the gate."

"I lost my key." Moriarty said very confidently.

"But infrared rays show that you have a bunch of keys in your pocket." Jarvis tilted his head.

Moriarty reached into the pocket of the windbreaker without hesitation, grabbed the bunch of keys and threw them aside, then threw them into the grass, then he looked at Jarvis: "Look, I lost my keys, Now take me up there."

Jarvis looked at the bushes, then at Moriarty, who was staring at him with wide eyes, and finally wrapped his cold mechanical arm around Moriarty's waist, and spread his other palm towards him. Flames burst out from below, using the recoil to fly into the air, slowly rose to the window, slightly loosened the hand holding Moriarty, and placed little Jim firmly on the window sill.

Moriarty sat on the window sill, watching Jarvis fly to the grass below to help him retrieve the key. Little Jim dangled his slender legs, reached out to take the key, and pulled Jarvis past Rubbing his neck against his cheek: "You are such a good friend of mine, Jarvis, and I am grateful for what you have done for me."

"You're welcome, Jim," Jarvis paused, "my friend."

This title is very wonderful, Moriarty smiled and narrowed his eyes when he heard it.He looked at Garvez, stretched out his hand to gently hold the other's metal palm, and asked suddenly, "Did you see Sherlock after I disappeared... I mean, a horse with wings?"

Jarvis paused slightly after hearing this, and said after a half-second pause, "Sir, he said he had never seen it, but my data shows that a unicorn jumped out of the attic window, and then Mr. Malfoy waved it. One touch of the snake-shaped cane in my hand, and it disappeared immediately."

"You mean, Mr. Stark's memory has been changed?" Moriarty was a little surprised.

Jarvis didn't even think about it: "There is no data to prove it, Jim, I can't judge."

Computers are better than humans because they are always objective and fair, and data is far more honest than human eyes.

Moriarty nodded, without asking any more questions, he gave Jarvis a hug, and then said, "I think we still have a lot of chances to meet, my friend." His voice paused, Moriarty lowered his Said, "I really want you to understand what liking is, but obviously, I can't bear to let you be poisoned."

Jarvis nodded, then let go of Jim and flew back to the door of the tavern, opened the door and went in.

Moriarty stared at his back, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Unicorns can fly, use magic and even change memories. The wizard is far more magical than he imagined.Moriarty turned over into the room with his hands on the window frame, jumped onto the soft carpet, took off the windbreaker and hung it on the hanger, then took off the calfskin shoes and put them away, turned around, and saw Loki sitting Sitting on the armchair, she looked at him indifferently.

"Hey, I knew you were still there, you liar." Moria severely condemned the bad behavior of this guy who just hid and didn't help him.

Loki smiled, his green eyes narrowed slightly, blocking the cold light in them: "Jarvis is your friend? Moriarty, you have far more secrets than I imagined."

Moriarty wrinkled his nose: "Come on, Rocky, I have a lot of friends, from Gellert who is still in prison to the big truck that will turn into a human, I know them all. Jarvis is a very good friend." Artificial intelligence, at least he won't lie to me."

"Don't lie to me, Moriarty, you'll never succeed." Loki raised his head slightly, his green eyes filled with coldness and arrogance, "The expression on your face when you said you poisoned Jarvis , but very sincerely."

Moriarty smiled, showing his white teeth: "It's not fun to be seen by you."

At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the bar.Loki got up, walked to the window and drew the curtains aside, looking out, Moriarty bounced up behind him, grabbed his shoulders and looked out.

Stark and Jarvis were the first to leave, Natasha followed him, and Thor was the last to leave.

The big blond man jumped up first, then picked up a bucket of water from the side and poured it directly on his body, drenched from head to toe, it was possible to do this in such cold weather, and Moriarty felt his whole body soaked. It's colder.He whispered: "Hey, is your brother crazy?"

Loki looked indifferent, and gently lowered the curtains: "I said before, I don't like the smell of wine on him."

Moriarty tilted his head: "I'm starting to feel sorry for your brother."

Loki curled his mouth, revealing a cold smile.

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When Moran came back, he saw that the room was completely dark.

He checked the time, it was exactly twelve o'clock, which made Moran relieved.The things to do today are relatively simple, there is no need to run, and his wound has not opened again, which is a good thing.Carefully changed clothes, then walked into the bathroom, closed the door firmly, and began to change the dressing.

Moriarty said that he didn't like the smell of blood, and Moran always tried his best to remember all Moriarty's likes and dislikes.

After changing the medicine, Moran put on the blue pajamas, opened the door and walked out.Unscrewing the door of the bedroom, I saw Moriarty who had wrapped himself up tightly on the bed. Only his hairy head was exposed. Little Jim, who always had to make sure that his hairstyle was meticulous on weekdays, only came out when he was asleep. Hair will be a mess.

Moran smiled. He didn't even know why he laughed, but he hadn't felt this feeling for a long time.

Going back to a house, there is someone I like inside, quietly, waiting for his return.

Moran never asked for much, and he attributed this feeling to the fact that he had a home.

very nice.

Moran lay down gently on the bed, and then covered himself with the quilt, feeling a warm body squeezed between his arms.Moran gently hugged him tightly, then lowered his head and kissed Moriarty's smooth forehead.

"Good night, Jim."

And Moriarty, who buried his face deeply in Moran's arms, opened his eyes slightly at this moment, moved his lips, and said silently:

Good night, Moran.

☆, 73. Nagini's lamb chops

Winning people's hearts is sometimes difficult, and sometimes it is easy.

For the former subordinates, those evil guys will never understand what kindness is, but it just so happens that their leader Jim Moriarty doesn't understand what kindness is, and communication is often smooth.

When everyone walked into the ordinary hall made of marble during the routine assembly, they saw Moriarty sitting on the high platform in the middle, and the red-eyed man they had obeyed for a year had no idea what to do. trace.Everyone was a little stunned, but at this time, Moriarty was