I have special killing skills

Love women's heads.

But Isabella is no ordinary English lady, she has a long history of assassination, and she is very good at it.

Pulling the trigger faster, Isabella's expression instantly became relieved.

But faster than her bullet, it was Mycroft.The excessive British government, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened the black umbrella in his hand and threw it in front of Sherlock.

The bullet, hitting the surface of the black umbrella, was actually blocked, and there was not even a little bit left on the umbrella for a long time!

Seeing all this, Moriarty raised his eyebrows in surprise. No wonder Mycroft likes this umbrella. It seems that it is not just a prop for Mycroft to pretend to be a British gentleman.

The material, method, and everything about it are so curious.It's just that everyone is curious in a different way. Ordinary people just take a look and then think about what he is made of, while Moriarty is very straightforward.

I like it, I want it.

If you don't give it, I will grab it.

"It's so fun, I want that." Moriarty tugged on Moran's sleeve, excited like a child asking for a gift.

Moran touched his hair gently: "You will get what you want, Jim."

Moriarty smiled and narrowed his eyes. It's really great to have a lover who never understands rejecting him, isn't it~

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The shock was over after all, and Isabella, who had made waves, was hit on the wrist by Watson, leaving a bloodstain.Nobody stopped her from leaving, because even Sherlock was just frowning at the umbrella.

Even Watson could tell from time to time that Isabella didn't want to really kill Sherlock, all she wanted was Watson's attitude.

In the end, the good doctor chose the great detective, and Isabella would, as she said, leave with her pride instead of begging for it.

That's not something a lady would do, it's disgraceful.

Moriarty, who had seen enough drama, did not stay outside London, but left here directly with Moran.Their manor is still good, but the house has been uprooted, and it may take a while to repair it.London houses were apparently warmer during this time.

Also, Moriarty was missing his lovely green-eyed best friend.

And far away in the center of London, on Baker Street, Loki, who was curled up on the sofa while watching TV while paying attention to Thor's clumsy apple peeling, sneezed inexplicably.

☆, 121 Malfoy-style aesthetics

The Malfoy family is one of the best aristocratic families in the wizarding world. They not only maintain a pure bloodline, but also have incomparable glory and wealth. Whether it is the era when the black wizard ruled or the white wizard ruled the roost, the Malfoy family can always To get the most out of it, the platinum glory has always been brilliant.

As the head of the Malfoy family, Lucius Malfoy knows how to maximize his interests. In order to protect the family, he duly got in touch with the green-eyed savior through Narcissa, and the savior had not been educated by Dumbledore. A headless Gryffindor instilled some Slytherin glory in his head.

Believe him, it's very simple. When the seven-year-old green-eyed savior was still helping his aunt's family mow the lawn, even a piece of chocolate and a simple smile could capture the heart of this little one.

Malfoy's long-term investment has paid off well, Draco has gained the friendship of Harry Potter, Lucius has gained the respect of the savior, and the savior has deep confidence in him.This behavior has been repeatedly criticized by Severus as "disgraceful fraud", which Lucius does not agree with.

He just helped a poor kid, didn't he?Oh, look at him, if it weren't for those little desserts that Lucius brings every weekend, the Savior would be a little house-elf by now.

When the savior drove the Dark Lord out of the wizarding world, Lucius decisively joined the camp of the white wizard.Because of Harry Potter's guarantee, Malfoy escaped trial, and under his protection, many nobles avoided the fate of being kissed by a dementor.

In exchange, Malfoy agreed to carry out actions in the Muggle world to let wizards understand Muggles. The choice of the platinum nobleman was the most direct and simplest.

Open a shop - or rather a business - for their gold coins, oh, pounds?As long as it can be exchanged for gold coins, anything is fine.

The Savior got peace, and Malfoy got fame and money, a good deal.

Sitting behind the large desk, Lucius put down the pen in his hand, frowned uncomfortably, and flicked the tie with his slender fingers, but he still didn't untie it in the end.

Stupid Muggles, why would you design such an uncomfortable costume?Merlin, he even felt that he couldn't breathe smoothly.

Taking out a small round mirror from the pocket with space magic applied, Lucius said slowly in a lazy and deep voice: "Regulus, come in."

A few minutes later, the heavy mahogany door was opened, and Regulus in a neat suit walked in.Compared to Lucius, Regulus may not be considered gorgeous, but the reservedness of a pure-blood nobleman and his handsome appearance still make him very popular in the company.

Second only to Lucius, of course, Lucius Married Malfoy is a humanoid hormone emitting machine at all times.

"Boss, maybe you can try using the phone, I think it will be easier." Regulus stood in front of Lucius with a faint smile, "You just need to press the button and I will know, two-sided The mirror is a bit of an eye-catcher after all."

Lucius raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you have a deep understanding of Muggle technology."

The smile on Regulus's face remained unchanged, and his voice carried the reserved and dignified aristocratic voice: "Yes, I have stayed in the Muggle world for a long time to avoid unknown disasters, and I think some of their inventions are still very useful of."

Lucius did not make any comments on Regulus' words, after all, in his opinion, Muggles are useless, stupid, and ignorant, but obviously the facts are somewhat different from what he imagined.

Malfoy never jumps to conclusions, nor does he underestimate himself.

Lucius decided to leave this topic behind, he leaned back slightly on the soft chair back, with interest in his gray-blue eyes: "For your work, Regulus, I will give you full affirmation But I just saw your leave report, maybe I shouldn't intervene, after all, you deserve the vacation, but out of concern for relatives, I still want to know where you are going."

Regulus didn't feel offended, in fact, even if Lucius didn't ask him, he would have told him: "I want to go to the beach, where I still have unfinished business."

For this answer, Lucius was a little surprised: "Is it very important?"

"Yes."

Lucius didn't ask, but directly and generously gave him a vacation.During the days when the little guy in Severus was about to come out, Lucius hardly returned to the company. Regulus almost supported the operation of the entire company by himself, giving this excellent subordinate A vacation is a very reasonable decision.

However, just as Lucius finished signing, he suddenly felt something shaking in his arms.

It was a two-way mirror, unlike the others he put in his bag, it was directly in his arms, and it belonged to Severus.

Usually at this time, the head of Slytherin was either brewing potions or brewing potions, and basically had no time to talk to Lucius, and it was this abnormality that surprised Lucius.

He pulled out the mirror and saw Severus' face.In the aesthetics of the public, Severus' face is very ordinary, but in Lucius' eyes, there is a unique sense of beauty, dark eyes, straight nose, thin lips, everything is so alluring | confused.Of course, Severus didn't know what Lucius was thinking. If he knew, the beauty potion that Lucius depended on for survival would be gone.

Lucius looked at Severus with the most perfect smile on his face, and his whole face seemed to be glowing with platinum gold: "Honey, what's the matter?"

"Stop your stupid giggles, Lucius, if I hear your sticky address again, I'll just put the tentacled slug in your beauty potion."

Hearing all this, Lucius didn't feel sad, but laughed even more happily.Severus seemed in a good mood.At least he didn't say he was a | peacock in heat, or his head was comparable to a troll, it's an improvement, isn't it?

Severus didn't give Lucius a chance to speak again, he spoke directly, his voice as low as a cello was silky and beautiful: "Go home now, I have something to discuss with you." After finishing speaking, he cut off directly connection.

Lucius stared at the two-way mirror for a while, then suddenly said, "He's really cute."

The corners of Regulus' eyes twitched. Although he also respected Senior Severus, but...cute?Merlin, did you give Senior Lucius a beautiful appearance, but kill his aesthetics? !

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Lucius has been carrying out various ideas in his head.

Severus is so anxious to ask me to go back, does the baby miss me?Or was there an accident in boiling the potion?Could it be...Sev misses me?

Although Lucius was yearning for the last option, Lucius simply ignored it because the possibility was too low. Among the first two options, it was obviously more reliable for the baby to miss him.

His lovely little princess, although his first magic riot caused Lucius to lose a few precious long platinum hairs, but this did not detract from the great nobles' love for the little princess.

He returned directly to the Princely Manor through the Portkey. Since the baby was still young, Severus insisted on living in the Princely Manor, and Lucius accommodated him temporarily, which would not exceed two weeks.Before entering the door, he changed his perfectly tailored suit back into a wizard's robe, and Lucius walked in with a smile amidst the respectful salutes of the house-elves.

But as soon as he opened the door, he saw the unexpected visitor.

The black-haired man sitting on the sofa enjoying himself playing with the teacup heard the movement, turned his head, and greeted Lucius with a smile when he met Lucius' astonished gaze: "Hello, I met Mr. Malfoy again, I have to say you The manor is beautifully built, I am amazed by your taste."

Although Lucius didn't understand why there was a Muggle here, out of etiquette, he still nodded reservedly with a fake smile on his face: "I'm glad to hear your praise, Mr. Moriarty, I have to say that your wizard robe fits you well."

Moriarty looked at him with a smile: "Is this? Someone gave it to me. He's going to Hogwarts to find someone, so I'll let him take me to find Severus. I got I bought a very precious potion, and I think this is the most suitable gift for Severus. I'm sorry if I disturbed you." As he said, Moriarty blinked, "If you ask Severus Ruth, he should be brewing potions now, my God, his obsession with potions is amazing."

Hogwarts?This term is the sensitive nerve of all wizards. There are the purest emotions of most British wizards, and there is also a famous white wizard living there, so even Lucius had to ask: "Excuse me Excuse me, may I know who went to Hogwarts?"

Moriarty was still playing with the teacup, and replied with a smile after hearing this: "Gellert, and Viddy." Seeing Malfoy's stiff expression for a moment, Moriarty tilted his head, "Oh, maybe You don't know Viddy, he's also called Voldemort, well that's a weird name, I still like to call him Viddy."

Quiet, Moriarty sat there with a smile on his face, but Lucius felt that his eyes seemed a little blurry.

As a great nobleman, Lucius Malfoy believes that the greatest tribulation in life is the period of survival and seeking benefits between the Dark Lord and the White Wizard.Maybe the pursuit of Severus was also difficult, but fortunately it all turned out well.

But even at that time, Lucius never felt any weakness, he was always strong enough to support everything.

But now...

Merlin!Demon king, two demon kings!Sev, I need a pick-me-up, and I need it now!

☆、122·Dear brother

Lucius didn't wait for his refreshment, because Moriarty swaggered away after dropping the news.

He didn't want to continue to look at Lucius in a daze here, or be fooled by this wizard who always seemed to like all kinds of strange tricks to say things he didn't want to say.

The only meaning of the Demon King is to scare children, oh, scaring the platinum beauty is also possible.

Perhaps the potion ingredients he gave Severus made the potion master very happy, and Severus was the most irritable and impatient when boiling the potion. Moriarty got a portkey, which can directly Bring the door key to Princelyn Manor.

Moriarty didn't delay for too long, he hadn't forgotten that he had something to do.

Leaving without leaving any mischief behind, which was rare for little Jim, Moriarty decided to push back the date of seeing the baby Severus had given birth to.

I heard it was a cute little angel, but that's what Lucius said. According to Lucy the house elf, that little angel always likes to disturb his daddy to cook potions, and likes to catch them His father's platinum blonde hair, and his focus on disturbing Draco's love life, also caused a shocking magic riot because of his powerful magic.

The only thing that meets the definition of a little angel may be his very cute smile.

Hope baby Severus has a bright life and get a divorce from his potion as soon as possible, it's not an easy marriage to maintain.

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London in winter always looks extraordinarily cold. People are hurrying on the road. Moriarty is wearing his favorite knee-length black windbreaker to resist the cold. His hair is meticulously combed back with hairspray, and he looks very energetic.

After walking for a short time, he saw that very nice street sign with European style.

Baker Street.

The reason why Moriarty chose to return to Baker Street today was also very simple, just to see the newly married couple.In fact, it hasn’t been too long since the Holmes brothers held their wedding, but in view of the beautiful little house that Mycroft gave him next to the Sherlock Holmes Manor was pulled up by a magnet and thrown into the Holmes Manor, Moriarty had to leave there and returned to London again from the pastoral life.

And after he came back, he never saw Holmes again.

Oh man, it's really boring not playing games with them all the time.

But before knocking on the door of 221B, Moriarty chose to go to his next door.

Thick white smoke comes out of the chimney. Even though many people rely on air conditioners for heating, in some places where traditional British buildings are still used, fireplaces are still used for heating.Baker Street is clearly one of those conservative ones.

Wrapping the black scarf tighter, Moriarty calculated in his mind the time when Moran would come back. He left while Moran was out shopping in the morning, and he would wait for Moran to come back and find If I am not at home, I am afraid that I will come here directly with a gun.

It seems that what happened last time made his Sebastian feel strangely tense. He was always worried that little Jim would be caught and tied to a bomb and taken to the sky.

Moriarty swears that Moran never put any tracking tools on him, but that person can accurately discover his whereabouts and make the right choice.

There is a tacit understanding between lovers?

Oh, this joke is not funny at all.

Expecting that there were not many opportunities left for him, Moriarty knocked on the door.

More than ten seconds later, the door was opened, and Moriarty raised his hand with a smile, and smiled at the somewhat surprised blond man and said, "Hey, dear Thor, long time no see, how are you doing?" ? "

Thor, who was wearing a tight top and jeans, was obviously a little surprised to see Moriarty, but immediately the big blond man had a smile on his face: "It's nice to see you, Jim, it looks like you're having a good time." good."

Moriarty nodded seriously: "Of course, how did you see that?"

"You've gained weight." Thor glanced at Moriarty again, then nodded with certainty, "You've gained a lot of weight."

"It's a good thing, isn't it? I was really too thin before." Moriarty smiled, but the hand in his coat pocket gently pressed his stomach.

Damn it, I don't know if it's my attitude towards Moran that made Moran closer to me. He always stays with him every day, and then tries his best to make all kinds of weird snacks.

Except for dinner every day, afternoon tea and supper are always the same. Pastries and biscuits occupy a corner of the dining table for a long time, and Moriarty is also very worthless to finish eating every time, because they are so damn delicious.

What, self-control?God is the only one who has the self-control when you see beautiful little dessert towers and colorful macarons!

In a short period of time, Moriarty felt that he had gained a lot of weight. It was rare that he was alone in the shower yesterday instead of being carried in by someone exhausted. This surprised him when he looked in the mirror. I actually have a small belly!

Apparently, the daily moderate amount of exercise could no longer consume the calories he ate. Moriarty began to worry about his future, and worried that his good figure would slowly develop towards Mycroft...

"Jim?"

Thor's voice brought Moriarty back to his sanity, he smiled and looked up, and said, "Sorry, I was distracted, it's really too cold. Dear Thor, I don't know if you would like to tell me, Is my lovely friend Loki here?"

Thor didn't hide it, and he didn't have any guard against this "kind" and "loyal" little Jim: "He is here, but Loki is not in a good mood recently, I hope if he tells you later You don't have to worry about anything bad."

"I'll keep an eye out, thanks for the reminder, Thor."

Moriarty walked into the door with a smile, then walked up the wooden steps to the second floor, opened the door, and saw Loki frowning at the computer.

Loki, who hadn't seen him for a long time, seemed to be doing well, at least when the too thin cheeks appeared plump and bloody, those green eyes looked much more beautiful.It's just that all of this obviously has nothing to do with Moriarty. On the contrary, Moriarty feels very unhappy seeing Loki's happy life.

Yes, that's not right, obviously according to his expectation Loki should be embarrassed to explain his deception now, instead of enjoying himself in this warm little room when he was almost killed by a bunch of mutants.

He raised his eyebrows, made an exaggerated expression that seemed extremely worried, strode forward, stretched out his arms and rushed directly to Loki: "Oh my dear Loki! My friend! Your head is not healed yet , how can you face the computer! Radiation will kill your few brain cells!"

Loki knew who was coming almost without thinking, and there was only one person with such a strange ending.

So Loki dodged back subconsciously, and Moriarty didn't lie on Loki's body as he wished, but lay down directly on the man's lap.

But obviously this gesture made Loki even more angry. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Moriarty by the collar with a look of disgust on his face, pulled little Jim away with a little force and threw him on the sofa beside him.

"It's really unfeeling." Moriarty rubbed his neck and muttered to himself.

Loki glanced at him lightly: "It's disappointing to see you're still alive."

Moriarty pouted, looking aggrieved: "I said, dear Loki, I don't like your attitude, you know I've been guarding the secret for you."

Loki twitched the corner of his mouth: "I saw that Parker by your side."

Thinking about it, I seemed to have asked Parker to cause some trouble for Loki, such as telling Sirius that Loki was cheating, and Sirius would tell Thor.But looking at Loki's attitude, it was obvious that this did not cause him any trouble.

"It seems that Thor believes in you deeply, which is not a good sign." Moriarty leaned towards Loki with a slight smile, "He values ​​you very much, or he loves you, then My Loki, you can completely betray him at this time, stab a sharp knife into his chest, and watch him lose his life in struggle and pain."

Loki looked at the face of Moriarty who was close at hand with an indifferent expression: "Don't try to control me, people of the courtyard."

Moriarty didn't dodge anything, and looked straight into Loki's beautiful green eyes: "I'm just helping you, my friend, you know, I've been doing my best to help you fulfill your wish .”

Rocky sneered, "You're just looking for pleasure, Jim, I don't like your deception."

"I only look for pleasure in my Sebastian, and you are not enough." Moriarty shrugged and sat back on the sofa.

Loki didn't answer this sentence with deep meaning, but threw the teacup beside him on the ground.

At this time, Thor seemed to have heard the movement, and strode upstairs.

The moment Loki heard the sound of footsteps, his indifferent expression changed instantly, from the indifference just now to a lot softer, and when Thor entered the door, Moriarty clearly saw the expression in Loki's eyes. With moisture.

Thor was startled, jumped up, picked up the computer and threw it on the carpet, then squatted down and looked at Loki: "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?"

Loki shook his head, frowned, and said in a low voice: "Brother..."

As soon as the word came out of his mouth, Moriarty shuddered and looked at Loki.

And the expression on that person's face, full of bewilderment and dependence, was so perfect, as if it was real.

Dear evil god, do you know what your purpose is?Your deception has already deceived yourself...

☆、123·I have a special skill to kill

Perhaps it was because of the long time no see, when Moriarty looked at Loki, he didn't feel that the green-eyed man was a bastard, at least, he was a cute bastard.

Moriarty was in a rare good mood and didn't expose him, but watched the two people love each other with a smile on his face, and it was Loloki who felt uncomfortable.

But this emotion didn't last long. After drinking a cup of black tea, Moriarty left with a smile on his face, and went to the newlyweds next door for a walk.In this regard, Rocky was happy to see the success, but before leaving, Moriarty turned around: "I think I have completed my task, Rocky Cookie~"

You fell in love with that person, and that person loves you too, how nice?

As for whether you will be happy... Hey, if you are happy, I will not be happy~

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As soon as he went out, Moriarty felt the cold wind hurt his face, he quickly clenched his neckline, strode towards 221B, went up the stairs and knocked on the door.

It was Watson who opened the door, which surprised Moriarty: "Oh, good doctor, has that lovely Mrs. Hudson finally recognized your unjust nature and decided not to serve you any more?" Yet?"

Watson obviously didn't expect Moriarty's arrival and seemed a little surprised. He froze for a moment, which prevented him from following Moriarty's words immediately, but before that, Sherlock's low voice was like the low voice of a cello. A voice came from the house: "I will not welcome you until you learn to use the knocker instead of banging your fist on the door like a stupid primitive."

Moriarty raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, put his hands on Watson's shoulders, looked back from his shoulders, and raised his voice: "It seems that marriage has changed you, Sherlock, you never Wouldn't do that to poor little Jim."

There was the sound of the door opening, and then the sound of walking down the stairs slowly. Just after turning a corner, when Sherlock saw Moriarty holding Watson's shoulders, he went downstairs quickly with a cold face, and grabbed the poor The good doctor pulled him into his arms, and looked at Moriarty coldly with his amber-like blue-green eyes: "If you pass, you are here to cause trouble, sorry, I am enjoying my reasonable vacation."

"Aren't you free to play with me?" Moriarty's tone was pitiful.

Sherlock raised his chin: "Yes, it's obvious."

Moriarty pursed his mouth, looking a little aggrieved, which made his face that still looked very young look a little distressing: "Oh, Sherlock, you can't do this to me! I am the person who knows you best , and I made a lot of sacrifices before to be able to play with you, you can't abandon me just because of a man!"

As soon as these words fell, the corners of Sherlock and Watson's eyes twitched at the same time. They only knew that Moriarty was bad to the bone, but they didn't expect that this person also had a unique talent in disgusting people.

Moriarty obviously didn't think about letting them go so easily, and accused loudly: "And no one gave you a holiday, honeymoon? Hey, you are on honeymoon every day, I was going to be blinded by the flash before!"

Watson blushed. A good doctor is like this. Even if what should happen and what should not happen happens, what should be done and what should not be done, a good doctor will still show a cute and shy side.

However, Sherlock could see that the good doctor was just embarrassed and angry, and had not experienced the hell-like experience of living with Moriarty, the good doctor obviously couldn't control his anger.

Cleverly ignoring himself who was also unbearable, Sherlock stared at Moriarty: "Tell me why you came, otherwise, leave my house."

Moriarty shrugged his shoulders, and then laughed, handsome, as if he wasn't the one who just went mad: "I'm here to congratulate you on your wedding, my friend, it's really a gift from God that you can find a good doctor. "

It was obviously a blessing, but due to inertia, Sherlock still retorted: "I don't believe in God, that's too illusory."

"That's Merlin's gift, who cares, I don't believe it anyway." Moriarty tilted his head with a smile, looking very friendly, "I brought a gift, I think you will like it. It's in the alley behind In the trash can, you'll love it."

"Have you finally degenerated to give away other people's trash?" Sherlock said sarcastically.

Moriarty blinked his eyes, then pouted, "Hey, Sherlock, do you know you're an asshole?"

Sherlock showed no sign of weakness: "Same as you."

At the same time, Watson walked towards the window and exclaimed: "Hey, who threw the head of Mr. Stark's robot in the trash can?"

Moriarty smiled and looked at the ceiling without saying a word.

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Moriarty was naturally not reconciled and just went back like this. He just drank a cup of tea at Rocky's house just now. It's too unreasonable to have nothing here.

Watson didn't leave this time, but sat next to Sherlock, on the armrest of the sofa. This move surprised Sherlock, but when he saw Watson's hand holding the pistol in his pocket, he He raised his eyebrows.

Moriarty seemed not to notice Watson's actions, and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "It seems that you have a good relationship, which makes me very happy."

"I'd be happier if I didn't see you, Moriarty." Sherlock said bluntly.

Moriarty shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't hear it, and said with a smile: "Every performance has a curtain call, my dear Sherlock, obviously I also need a vacation now to make myself unhappy, so that I can be more happy. Okay, come back and start a new round of games with you."

Sherlock keenly grasped the meaning of Moriarty's words, and frowned slightly: "Where are you going?"

"It's not London, and it won't be anywhere in the UK. I think I'll go see the kangaroos first. Those little bastards dared to bully me while Moran was away. Now it's time for them to pay the price."

Sherlock was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Moriarty was going to do something bad and come up with a bad idea, but he didn't expect to leave with that Moran?This rhythm is not right.

Moriarty didn't want to give him time to think at all, and continued: "Don't think about me too much, big detective, I'm just going to find a better place to live with him for a while, just like those vulgar movies say, love , need to operate.”

"Love? You?" Sherlock was obviously skeptical.

Moriarty didn't deny it either, still smiling lightly: "Who knows if I love him or not, just like whether you understand love or not, I'm afraid you don't know, but I think it's best for us to be together." , it’s not bad.”

Yes, he knew Sherlock well, just as Sherlock knew him well.

They are equally clever, equally unscrupulous, and equally gloomy.It's just that one is on the side of the bottom line of society, and the other is on the opposite side of him, but this does not prevent them from getting to know each other.

They will never be able to truly learn the feelings of ordinary people, and they will never be able to escape from using cold reason to control soft emotions.However, Sherlock is willing to learn love for Watson, and spends his whole life letting Watson teach him.Moriarty, on the other hand, wants to get that warm person, a tender embrace, and what he pays is nothing worth feeling in his opinion.

It's a good deal, isn't it?

But his own reasons obviously couldn't convince Sherlock, and Moriarty just tilted his head with a smile.

Those who know you are always your enemy. I don't know who said this sentence, but Moriarty admitted that it makes sense.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.The three people in the room wanted to get up, but Moriarty rushed to the window like a rabbit, grabbed the window frame, and leaned out half of his body to look at the person who was knocking on the door.

The man also sensed his gaze, raised his head, and looked at Moriarty who was lying there looking at him.

Moriarty squinted his eyes, looking at the man's dazzling short blond hair under the sun, and his blue sky-like eyes, he suddenly felt very peaceful in his heart.

This is the man he has chosen. The man who will live with him in the future will take care of him, tolerate him, and allow him to do anything.