I have special killing skills

He stood up, walked forward slowly a few steps, held the crystal railing in front of him with his hands, curled his mouth, and smiled coldly: "Unfortunately, that beautiful gentleman has returned you to me, and now, Morrie Artie is back, everyone, please get ready, the time to protect your skin from being made into shoes has come again."

I thought it would receive more or less complaints or resentment - Moriarty always likes to see this kind of look on other people's faces - but beyond his expectation, there was a grateful expression on the faces of these people expressions, and some even danced happily.

"Boss! I knew you didn't give up on us!"

"Great, I don't have to be eaten by snakes QAQ"

"Boss, where are you going to bomb! I'll go now! I haven't played with bombs for more than a year!"

Moriarty swore he'd never seen anything so strangely joyful except when he was bored feeding those stupid kangaroos.

Looking at Parker beside him with some doubts, he saw the tall brown-haired man scratching his head, and then said: "Boss, Mr. Voldemort's attitude towards them is really...very bad, I have to say that it is very effective and can win people's hearts together." , but it’s too bloody.” Parker thought for a while, and gave an example, “I heard from them that Mr. Voldemort used to feed his pet snake with bloody lamb chops at parties, which frightened me. A lot of people."

"It's a small snake, very cute." Moriarty tilted his head.

Parker blinked and said, "Although I haven't seen it before, I heard from them that it's a big snake as thick as a man's waist. It's very scary."

Moriarty shrugged. Well, magical creatures are always magical.Although this story sounds a bit magical, it seems to be something that man Voldemort would do.

But this also helped Moriarty invisibly, at least he didn't have to work hard to win the loyalty of these villains.

That was easy, and Moriarty decided to give Nagini—the pet snake—a few more lamb chops.

He raised his hand, and the people below fell silent for a moment.Moriarty was satisfied that his deterrence was still there, and as for the gratitude in their eyes, Jim the Evil Moriarty decided to ignore it: "Now we face challenges, in every way. Justice has never been our motto, it belongs to In the darkness, we have our own rules of survival." Moriarty raised his chin, "The darkness gives us protection, and we will be the final winners in any game."

Arrogant, insolent, arrogant.

But inspiring enough.

Dear London, a short year of bright times is over, and now comes my celebration.

Moriarty stretched out his arms, he liked the feeling of power, it was fascinating.Like a singer of the night, his voice is rhythmic and beautiful: "To celebrate my return, all evil messengers, let's start our carnival!"

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Moriarty walked to a living room in the corner and closed the door, also blocking the loud music outside.The red-eyed man who was sitting on the armchair and flipping through a book looked up at him, then pointed to the sofa in front of him: "Sit."

Moriarty sat down as promised, and then put a plate on the small round table with his hand: "I don't know what Nagini tastes like, so I chose British barbecue sauce."

The little snake wrapped around Voldemort's hand seemed to smell the fragrance, and quickly climbed down, and then swam to the table. Moriarty watched Nagini's body gradually grow bigger, and the back was like a wrist. After getting the thickness, I saw this beautiful snake biting the lamb chops and leaving the room quickly.

"It looks like it likes it very much." Moriarty said with a smile on his chin.

Voldemort put the book in his hand aside, and his blood-red eyes shone with a beautiful light: "Muggle, you are braver than I think."

Moriarty looked at Voldemort with a smile, and pointed to his chest lightly: "I have no heart, so I have nothing to fear."

Voldemort bent his lips, and instead of continuing the topic, he asked, "What is your purpose for coming to me today?"

Moriarty shrugged. "Dear Voldemort, I didn't mean to bother you with...well, Dark Arts research, oh hope I've spelled it right, but this little thing called a two-way mirror really works," Moriarty shook the exquisite and beautiful mirror in his hand, and said with a smile, "I just need to know how many people here have betrayed me."

Voldemort picked up the black book again, stroked the pages of the book with his fingers, and said flatly, "There isn't any."

"But obviously there are a few missing. I may not know their names clearly, but I can still count them clearly." Moriarty frowned slightly.

Voldemort smiled, with a leisurely expression: "Jim, the Dark Lord does not allow betrayal, it is very disgraceful."

"You killed them." Moriarty said calmly.

"Perhaps." Voldemort smiled.

Moriarty raised his eyebrows: "A spell? I don't think it's difficult for you."

"That's a way of death that only wizards can have, and it's not suitable for Muggles." Voldemort turned the page of the book in his hand, his tone was flat and low-pitched.

Moriarty didn't ask any more questions. He looked at Nagini, who was eating lamb chops, and had a magical idea.Oh my poor Nagini, you are so small, will you choke?

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Now that he was back in London, Moriarty had to invalidate his own death certificate.

The easiest way was to go to the university where he had been a professor of mathematics.

Since he has not been away for too long, his students have not yet graduated.Of course, Moriarty was a little surprised that these idiots have not been cleared out for failing too many subjects. You must know that more than half of them failed to get ordinary grades after putting so much water in the exam when I proctored the exam.You know, universities in the UK must get a score of 40.00% or more before they can enter their studies smoothly. What strange means did these little ghosts pass the exam?

However, due to Moriarty's high popularity, when he walked into the campus, some students recognized him.During the day, the sun was shining brightly, and Moriarty’s casual clothes were also very sunny, which obviously had nothing to do with the bombing of corpses, so many people looked at Moriarty in surprise, and then took out their phones to send messages. Twitter.

These young people, even if the end of the world comes, the first reaction may be to tweet.

When Moriarty was feeling "Where is the future of the British Empire?", a girl with beautiful short brown hair strode over. Moriarty remembered her. This girl had an inexplicable admiration for him. Every time she The report submitted will be accompanied by this long love poem, and it is for Moriarty not to remember it.

"Hello, Alice, long time no see?" Moriarty looked at the girl with a standard kind smile on his face.

Alice looked very excited. She seemed to have just finished the experiment. She didn't take off the white clothes she was wearing. She was holding the book and staring at Moriarty. She was a little too excited to speak: "Professor Moriarty, I know you're not going to die, I know..."

"Hey, my girl, take it easy." Seeing the weeping expression on that delicate flower-like face, Moriarty smiled and patted her on the shoulder, "You know, it was a misunderstanding, I Still alive and well. But it seems that you have chosen another major direction."

Alice nodded, wiped her eyes, and showed a smile: "Yes, Professor Moriarty, I think I might prefer physics, which is a profound subject."

"Of course, physics is very good." Moriarty smiled on his face, but he muttered silently in his heart. He was the most enthusiastic scientist he had ever met in this subject, and he was a psychopath who talked about cleanliness.

Alice didn't tell the real reason why she quit the mathematics department. She adored the professor and even gave her love, but obviously Moriarty's "death" hit her a bit hard.

But the well-behaved girl knew that the burden on the teacher should not be increased, so she changed the subject with a smile: "But I am sorry, Professor, that Mr. Holmes is a liar, it is really sad." Alice leaked a bright smile Smiling, "I don't know if I have time tonight? I know a very good restaurant."

Moriarty blinked, only then remembered that he seemed to have told Alice last time that he and Sherlock were a couple.It seems that if they are alive, their "sacrifice for love" will fail.Maybe it was because he had been thinking for a long time, and he forgot to reply to the girl's warm invitation.

Alice was somewhat frustrated, but she was unwilling to give up, so she took a step forward: "Professor Moriarty, it's still early, how about..."

"Sorry, he has an appointment tonight."

A deep voice came from behind, and before Moriarty could turn around, he felt his shoulders being hugged tightly.The familiar smell of peppermint made Moriarty instantly realize who this person was. Little Jim ignored Alice's expression of being injured again, tilted his head slightly, and pressed a kiss on the corner of the visitor's mouth.

"It is a pleasure to see you, my Moran."

☆、74·Falling into darkness

From the long face in the past to the golden hair now, no matter how it changes, the gender will always remain the same.I thought that my professor was just confused by Sherlock—the famous gossip newspaper "The Sun" categorically said that Sherlock is a liar—but now it seems that my professor may really be different from her gender and cannot fall in love.

Alice was still a little dazed when she left, and seemed a little uncomfortable with the speed at which her favorite professor changed boyfriends so quickly, but the kind girl still gave Moriarty her blessing.

Moriarty smiled at her, and then firmly grasped the hand of the man beside him, looking satisfied and happy.

"Why did you come here?" Moriarty tilted his head and looked at Moran with a faint smile.

Moran did not answer immediately, but stared at Moriarty for a while.Little Jim has a face that is easy to confuse people's hearts. It is always impossible to guess his age. Time seems to be especially kind to him.Now Moriarty is wearing simple casual clothes, with crisp hair, and looks more like a student.Moran took Moriarty's hand and stuffed it into his coat pocket together with his own: "Parker said you were here."

Moriarty raised his eyebrows: "I don't know when you got in touch with Parker." After all, in Moriarty's impression, Moran always disagreed with his relationship with Parker.

"He's a mutant." Moran lowered his eyes and his voice was deep and pleasant.

Moriarty didn't ask again, he didn't know about Moran's identity, and Moran didn't know what Moran was doing now, but just like him before, some things were always more interesting to discover by himself.Even if he asked now, Moriarty believed his Moran would tell him everything, but that would be too boring.

I also have a secret, if Moran asks, should I tell it?

Moriarty rubbed his chin, but finally didn't ask.

I went to find the dean with Moran, and the dean seemed very excited. The old dean who was over half a century old seemed to be sincerely happy with Moriarty's return, and also sincerely praised God that Moriarty was still alive.

"Maybe I just don't like God. You know, God doesn't like believers who are too smart." After leaving the university campus, Moriarty shrugged and said to Moran.

Moran gently hugged Moriarty's shoulder: "He won't like me either, just right."

Moriarty narrowed his eyes and smiled, looking smug.

"Can they handle your identity certificate?" Moran was not very clear about these procedures. After all, compared with the strictness of Germany, British schools are always relatively free.

Moriarty said with a smile: "I am very confident, believe me, in this society, it is always easier for people with ability and brains to get things done."

Moran nodded, then took the Moriarty net in his arms: "I believe in you, Jim."

Walking along the tree-lined path outside the small courtyard wall, the surroundings are quiet, because it is winter, most of the food here is pine trees, although it is also green, it does not look very bright.Moriarty nestled himself in Moran's arms very comfortably, then looked up with a smile.

Under the beautiful blue sky, the clouds look peaceful and beautiful.

"Molan, if one day we die, are you afraid that I will go to hell with me?" Moriarty suddenly had a strange thought, and she also conveyed her thoughts to Moran unabashedly.

Moran stopped in his tracks, looking down at Moriarty in his arms slightly.Moriarty's arms were wrapped around his waist, and his eyes were clear and beautiful when he looked up at him. The black-haired man nestled himself in Moran's windbreaker, leaving only a furry head exposed, looking Well-behaved and cute.

But Moran knew that his lover was far from being indifferent on the surface. He had to face up to all his problems and give an absolutely truthful response.

Any one lie and his little Jim would leave him without hesitation.

Moran, who had already been frightened by Moriarty, bowed his head slightly, with a calm face and an indifferent tone, and said word by word: "My dear Jim, when I joined the German army, I swore an oath of eternal loyalty. , never betray, and swear to the death to protect the dignity of the country and God." His voice paused, "Yes, I am a believer, I believe in God, and I believe that the merciful father will eventually forgive my sins and give me Bring joy and compassion."

Moriarty listened quietly, and unconsciously caressed Moran's cheek with his hand. The warm palm touched the slightly cold cheek, which made Moriarty's fingers curl up slightly.Before he could take it back, Moran held down his hand, then took his wrist, put his palm to his lips, and pressed a light kiss on Moriarty's fair fingers.

"But, Jim, I will never get to heaven, even with the most beautiful views and the warmest temperatures."

"Why?" Moriarty looked at him with persistent eyes.

Moran's blue sea-like pupils are as clear and bright as before, and he can see to the end at a glance. No matter whether this man is indifferent or cruel, he is always honest and never false.The tone is calm and steady, as if describing an obvious fact.

"Because there's no you there, my Jim, and all the rest of the pleasure is nothing to me."

Moriarty blinked his eyes, looked at him, then raised the corners of his mouth, and slowly opened a very happy arc, and he threw himself into Moran's embrace.Moran hugged him, tightening his arms.

Standing on tiptoe, Moriarty barely brought his mouth to Moran's ear.He smiled, and then whispered softly: "Welcome, my Moran, and welcome you to fall into the darkness with me."

Moran was silent for a few seconds, then sighed softly, and pressed a kiss on Moriarty's cheek: "I'm very honored."

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Perhaps it was the love talk that had an effect. When the two of them went to the supermarket hand in hand, there was no sense of disobedience. Moriarty's more out-of-the-ordinary thinking mode made Moran unable to keep up, but he could see his own Little Jim was happy, and that was enough.

Walking up and down the shelves, Moriarty's job was to throw everything he liked into Moran's shopping cart, and all Moran had to do was line up and pay.

"Jim," Moran said helplessly, picking up something that Moriarty had just put into the trolley, "I don't think we need dog food at home."

Moriarty said with a smile, "I'm going to take it as a gift to visit Dr. Watson."

Moran froze for a moment, and said, "I thought you didn't like him."

Moriarty touched the corner of his mouth, seemed to think hard, and then said with a smile: "Yes, I don't like him, he is always so stupid, but my dear Moran, you can't deny that Dr. Watson is An excellent and kind person, the world will always pay more attention to kind people."

"But you forced Sherlock to death, no matter what the reason is." Moran, who had watched the whole process of Moriarty's "suicide", even now his face was a little pale when he mentioned it.

Moriarty hugged Moran's arm comfortingly—Jim Jr. was always good at embracing his Moran in various ways—and then said with a smile: "I did have some dangerous things with that big detective. game, and I won, and, dear Sebastian, I promise that it will be the last time, and that I will not risk my life for the joke again."

Moran pursed his lips, then nodded.

Moriarty shook the bag of dog food: "I actually just want to see Dr. Watson's dog. I heard his name is Mir, right? I want to see whether he looks like Dr. Watson or the great detective."

What he said was very strange, but Moran still replied solemnly: "Like Mr. Holmes."

"……?why?"

"Because the face is long."

Moriarty stared at Moran for a moment, then laughed.

His Moran can always say what he likes, whether it was before or now.

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After buying a lot of things, Moriarty didn't leave an address for the supermarket staff to deliver them to their homes, but stubbornly walked out holding the big bag.

Regarding their current whereabouts, he didn't want to expose them, since there were too many enemies and they were weak.

Fortunately, it was not too far away from home. Moriarty handed over all the big, heavy and difficult things to Moran, and happily walked home with the wrapped bag of dog food in his arms.When passing by the bar where Thor worked, Moriarty paused, then looked inside.

And just this one glance made him immediately turn around and push the door open.

Moran followed behind him in some confusion. Due to too many things in his hand, Moran had to push the door open with his shoulder, and in the time he was slightly delayed, Moriarty had already strode to the door by the window. Then he looked at the human being sitting there with a smile and said, "We meet again, Mr. Malfoy, I wonder if the days are going well?"

Lucius Malfoy clearly hadn't expected to meet Moriarty, in fact he thought Moriarty was dead after the man was teleported away by his Severus' sudden magical riot.

After all, it is too difficult for Muggles to withstand the magic power of a wizard.

Malfoy, who was still radiant, was still wearing the wizard robes, but it was a slightly modified style, so that he would not be so ostentatious, and the use of the Confusion Charm would not attract too much attention.He looked at Moriarty with a smirk on his face: "It's nice to see you, Mr. Moriarty."

"I'm very lucky that I didn't die." Moriarty shrugged, then grabbed Moran's arm who had just approached, and then turned his eyes to the man sitting opposite Malfoy, "I don't know Who is this?"

The young man with good-looking short black hair and delicate face turned his head to look at Moriarty, without saying a word, as if he had no intention of speaking.

But Moriarty tilted his head, looked at the man's hair and face, and suddenly said, "Hey, Mr. Malfoy, are you having an affair while Snape is pregnant?"

This sentence is simple, but it has amazing consequences.

"Don't slander me, Mr. Moriarty." This was Lucius Malfoy frowning.

"Stupid inference." Arrogant Mr. Unknown.

Also, suddenly there was a loud roar from behind the bar: "What! You said the snot is pregnant?!"

Moriarty blinked his eyes, looked back at the man with half-length black curly hair standing beside Thor, and then at Moran beside him, as if he said something extraordinary?

☆, 75·Qixi Festival special episode

#Chinese Valentine's DaySpecial Episode#

I don't know when Moriarty fell in love with magic.

Moran has always maintained that it is unscientific witchcraft, but apparently Moriarty does not think so.He had some wizarding friends, yes, the blond man who ruled over Germany and the red-eyed man who built a huge organization in England were Moriarty's friends, and Moran talked to Moriarty about it Seriously discussed.

"They are dangerous, Jim. You should stay away from them. After all, we are all good citizens who abide by the law." Moran said with a serious face, and his words were very sincere.

The corners of Sherlock's eyes twitched while drinking tea. He picked up the blanket and covered Watson who was leaning against him, who was asleep. "I'd rather believe that the Dark Lord is a good man than Moriarty is a good citizen," said the expression of confidence.

Moran still has a serious face, in fact, this German man can always be serious about anything: "Of course he is, my Jim never does anything wrong, even if he does something wrong, others will make him unhappy first. "

"Only you think so." Sherlock frowned slightly.

Moran reached into Moriarty's pocket and produced a handful of Desert Eagles.This priceless gun was Moran's favorite, and he always carried it with him, and now it belonged to Moriarty, but this did not prevent Moran from taking it out when he was in a bad mood.

Sherlock rolled his eyes secretly, what good citizen would carry a gun with him?God, I thought this Moran was a normal person.

"...Sherlock?" Watson heard the voice, rubbed his eyes and tried to sit up.

But before Watson could move, Sherlock's broad palm pressed him on the soft golden brown hair, and Sherlock hugged him back into his arms: "It's okay, Mycroft hasn't come yet, you can come again Get some sleep."

Watson nodded in a daze, then closed his eyes.Forgive him, because a group of strange patients came today, except for the one with the shield who is more polite, the others—especially the one in the armor—are really annoying, you can treat them If you are sick, you want to treat children, even if you have an injection, you have to use sugar to coax them.

Moriarty pouted at the sight of Sherlock starting to flirt with his good doctor, clearly displeased.He took the Desert Eagle from Moran's hand and put it back in his pocket, then smiled cutely and obediently: "Viddy (Voldy, Voldemort's nickname) is coming today, if Regulus gets rid of his cute The annoying brother should be able to come too."

He knew that his lover had invited those wizards.But Moran didn't object either. After all, he liked the gentlemanly and noble Voldemort more than the arrogant Malfoy and the poisonous Snape.He looked at the time and said, "I think we're going to prepare some ingredients. Believe me, they won't eat the same thing."

"Everyone can eat bread, except for Optimus Prime, who needs to charge the battery. You can just mess with it. Those bubbling and disgusting potions made by Sev will not kill anyone." Moriarty obediently crooked Crooked head.

"...He's not charging, Jim, Optimus Prime doesn't need that, it bothers Optimus Prime every time you keep looking for a plug on him." Thinking of Optimus Prime expressing himself over and over again every time There is no need for a socket, and Moran is full of helplessness.

"But he won't let me fill gas. Jarvis said that the robot eats nothing but electricity. Hey, maybe Optimus Prime uses clean energy? Maybe he can use the natural gas in our house."

Moran sighed. He had a feeling that that pretty truck that could turn into a robot and was full of golden sentences would break up with little Jim sooner or later.

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Mycroft didn't come after all, not because he couldn't forgive Moriarty for the trouble he had caused him—almost killed him—but because Lestrade worked overtime temporarily, and Mycroft couldn't persuade When his lover came back, he sullenly began to plan for the chief of Scotland Yard to retire early.

When Watson woke up, he looked up and saw the boy staring at him with his face in his hands.He has dazzling short platinum blonde hair and deep black eyes. He looks no more than five years old now, with baby fat on his face, and he is staring at Watson with a smile.

Watson was taken aback for a moment, then remembered his dignity as an elder and immediately sat up, then bent down and picked up the boy and put him on his lap: "Aldridge, I'm so glad to see you."

The boy named Aldridge tilted his head with a smile, and his round hands lightly held Watson's fingers and shook them: "John, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much .Daddy won’t let me come here, but I have a double-sided mirror, so we can talk in the future.” As he spoke, Aldrich clumsily took out a mirror from his pocket, and stuffed it into Watson’s hand.

The little boy's voice is soft and waxy, which makes people's hearts soft.Watson smiled involuntarily, put the mirror back in Aldrich's hand, and then reached out to stroke his beautiful short hair: "Dear Aldrich, I can't use those little magics, and I can't use this either. "

"You believe that I have magic now?!" Aldrich's eyes burst into surprise.

Watson nodded. In fact, he lied, which made the upright Dr. Watson blush.Watson first saw Aldridge at Moriarty's house, when the little one was only two years old and looked as cute as a bun.The little thing is cute and cute, but he always feels that he is a wizard, has magic, can make things fly into the sky, and said he has seen unicorns.

God, Watson thought maybe he was really old and couldn't keep up with the thinking of children.

If there were unicorns in this world, men would be able to have children.

Unfortunately, Dr. Watson was right on both counts, but unfortunately he doesn't know it now.Holding Aldrich's chubby body, Watson said, "Who brought you here this time?" He remembered that Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Snape were very busy.

Aldridge looked at the red-eyed man not far away, and said, "The godfather brought me here. I told the godfather that I wanted to see you, and he brought me here."

"Won't your daddy be angry?" Watson stroked Aldrich's hair again. It had to be said that the short platinum-blond hair that had been taken care of since childhood was softer than silk.

Aldridge laughed, showing his small white teeth: "No, Daddy is terrible at the godfather, as long as the godfather is angry, daddy will be obedient and silent. And the godfather is afraid of Regulus, Regulus and I If you act like a baby, the godfather will listen to me!"

Watson has always been very puzzled by the way of getting along with those few people, and from Aldrich's mouth, it is obvious that he can't explain why.Watson didn't ask any more questions, and picked up the cookie on the side and handed it to Aldrich.Aldridge obviously liked this very much, and Moran has always been good at baking desserts, so Aldrich was very happy eating cookies that were about the size of his face.

And Voldemort, who was always paying attention to the situation here, turned his eyes back, and then complained to Regulus in a low voice: "Honey, I told you not to take him out, that brat is annoying." And according to Lucius and Severus was so strict with him, I was afraid that he would attract dissatisfaction from his subordinates, and Draco who was dazed by the savior... God, why did Slytherin find a Gryffindor!

Regulus glanced at Voldemort: "I like Aldrich."

In one sentence, Voldemort's dissatisfaction was dispelled, and instead he nodded seriously: "It's always good for children to come out and meet people."

Regulus ignored him, turned to look at Moriarty, and walked over with a smile when he met Moriarty's eyes: "Hi, Jim, long time no see."

Moriarty, who has always been pure, harmless, cheerful and kind in front of Regulus, also raised a big smile and said: "Long time no see, dear Regulus, you look very good, I'm glad Viddy didn't let you You're having a baby."

"He wants to have a baby by himself." Regulus snorted, then looked at the kitchen, "I thought you would go back and help, after all Moran seems to be working hard alone."

"He can." Moriarty fully affirmed his lover.

"Then can you tell me, what is the reason you brought us here?" Regulus blinked, this man who was well protected by Voldemort had a pair of pure pupils that did not match his age, and looked beautiful abnormal.

Moriarty smiled, then whispered something to Regulus, who was startled: "Hey, you can't do that."

"Why not?" Moriarty tilted his head innocently.

"Loki is a god, how can he get pregnant?" Regulus looked shocked, "Also, you gave Thor the fertility potion, and he really fed it to Loki?" The big blond man How bold it is!

Moriarty shrugged: "Why not, I remember that in the myth, Loki gave birth to an eight-legged horse."

"..." Regulus was speechless.

"I revealed the secret to you in advance, my dear Regulus, don't tell others." Moriarty smiled and lay on Regulus' shoulder, and then looked over his shoulder Looking at Voldemort whose eyes were blood red, he smiled triumphantly.

Regulus was obviously shocked by the news, so he didn't notice the eye contact between his lover and Moriarty.

Moriarty continued: "If Loki goes well this time, I'm going to give the fertility potion to Watson."

"Wait, what do you want to do?"

"Let him feed the big detective." Moriarty raised his head with a smug expression.

Making trouble for the great detective is the greatest joy in his life, it has been in the past, and it will be in the future.

☆、76 Regulus Black

Thor was obviously a little surprised by Moriarty's appearance, but Loki obviously had his own explanation for Moriarty's "death", so Thor immediately adjusted his mentality. Moriarty, who helped himself, had good intentions, so he immediately extended his arms and gave Moriarty a warm hug that belonged to Asgard: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Jim, you look very good .”

Moriarty stretched out his hand to rub against Thor's chest without hesitation, then broke away with a smile, and said, "You too, Thor."

Mo