I have special killing skills

It turns out that if DNA testing hadn't been used, he would have been treated as a dead homeless man.

Parker didn't bury him or burn him, just to let the police find him. Although the process took a long time, Moriarty was still satisfied.

Moriarty has no intention of doing justice as a good citizen, he just wants to make trouble for Sherlock, make trouble, and that's fun.

The murder case came to an end with the murderer's "suicide in fear of guilt", and the accusation about Moriarty was no longer established because of its perfect alibi.Moriarty didn't know whether Sherlock had protested because of Scotland Yard's hasty closing of the case, but seeing Loki's relieved expression, Moriarty felt that his fragile heart had been hurt.

"Since the case is over, Mr. Moriarty, the entrustment between us can also end here, and you can just transfer the money to my account." Loki closed the folder, then stood up, The meticulously combed black hair and those emotionless green eyes made him look cold and arrogant.

Moriarty was sitting on the sofa, hugging the bear cushion he bought with Moran, his brown and black eyes reluctantly looked at Loki: "Are you so eager to get rid of me? Cookie, I I thought we had a good relationship."

There was an undisguised impatience on Loki's face: "I said, don't call me a cookie!"

Moriarty smiled, showing his white teeth perfectly: "Okay, dear Rocky, I think our conversation should end here, Moran will be back in 5 minutes, I don't want to cause misunderstanding."

"Seeing that you cherish this relationship so much, I really hope to hear good news from you." Loki said coolly while picking up his scarf and wrapping it around his neck.

Moriarty waved his hand at Loki: "Little Rocky, don't give up, I believe you can find someone you like too..."

What responded to him was the door which was heavily shut.

Moriarty pouted, complaining about Loki's ignorance, while he changed his posture and nestled on the sofa, taking out his mobile phone to deal with affairs.Although he was a gigolo now - Moriarty had no shame in that - he didn't want to give up the life he loved.Moran was a good enough lover, but his arms weren't enough to stop Moriarty from chasing the dark.

That was his kingdom, where he was the king, with the scepter in his hand, and the feeling of being in control was addictive once you tried it.

There are a lot of backlogs, and Little Jim replied patiently one by one.As for the meeting with the smuggling boss, Moriarty had scheduled the meeting in the afternoon. If he thought right, judging from that idiot Moran's hesitant expression yesterday, he might be going to work in the afternoon.And the content of the job, obviously, had something to do with the consulting detective across the street.

It was one of Moriarty's good qualities to give his lover the privacy he deserved, so he would find something to do on his own.

When Moran came home with the takeaway he just bought, what he saw was Moriarty curled up on the soft sofa, hugging the bear cushion, barefoot, holding a mobile phone in his hand and looking He looked very excited, as if he had found something interesting.When he saw Moran, Moriarty shook his phone excitedly: "Hey, Sebastian, I think I might have a job."

Moran was taken aback, and the hand that put the takeaway on the table was also slow, but because his facial nerves stiffened in advance, his bewilderment was not reflected in his expression.He stared at Moriarty for a while before uttering a syllable: "Huh?"

Moriarty threw the bear cushion aside, then jumped up, stepped on the newly purchased slippers and walked to Moran, raised his head slightly and said, "Mr. A talented student with double doctorate degrees from the Department of Mathematics and the Department of Physics. Of course, if you want a proof, my former classmate Cooper should be able to show proof, but his temper is a bit strange, we need to make an appointment."

"I don't doubt you." Moran interrupted Moriarty, and then the blond man pursed his lips slightly, looking a little uneasy, "Will you move out after you find a job?"

The thing about finding a job is of course a lie, but Jim has the title of a professor of mathematics, and he can also help others out to make extra money from time to time-yes he is so helpful-he just wants to give his new lover A moment of solitude for him to finish his secret work.

And the question Moran asked, Moriarty didn't expect, he blinked his eyes, then curled the corners of his lips, the thin lips were just the right curve, perfectly interpreting what is meant by gentleness and kindness.

"Dear Moran, you are the best lover I have ever met, believe me, if you don't leave me, I will not leave you first." He kissed the corner of Moran's mouth, which is a reward , Moriarty likes this simple and easy method.

The effect is always good. Sebastian Moran, a novice in love, hurriedly turned around to get the plate, leaving Moriarty touching his lips and smiling.

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The smuggler was a woman who didn't look very smart, and Moriarty wouldn't even want to help her if she didn't die because of the high salary she paid.Their communication is through the Internet, and Moriarty's phone has voice-changing software, which can help him perfectly conceal his identity.Of course, there is also a virtual address, which is very important, and little Jim doesn't like being traced.

However, there are still things that interest him, such as the "Suzhou code" that these people use to communicate. It is a very magical symbol, which seems to be a coded Chinese character. Moriarty did not ask how to decipher it. On, he always likes the process of deciphering himself.

'Boss, Mr. Moran has left Baker Street, too much surveillance to follow. - Parker'

Moriarty looked at this text message, pouted his mouth a little depressed, and then clicked and replied: "Leave him alone, let him die."

"Boss, what you said was angry..."

"Do what you have to do, little Parker, gossip is not a good habit."

Angrily stuffing the phone into his pocket, Moriarty bit his nails nervously.It seems that the person behind his cohabitant is much bigger than he imagined, which means that Moriarty needs to spend more time exploring all this.He already regretted that he didn't ask Moran when he let down his vigilance.Fortunately, they lived together, and Moriarty firmly controlled half of the big bed, and there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Looking up inadvertently, Moriarty saw a familiar figure flash past the intersection in front of him.Moriarty squinted his eyes, and his golden-brown hair was recognizable as a consulting detective's teddy bear.

It seemed that his destination was the supermarket. Moriarty suddenly remembered what Parker said yesterday. Dr. Watson often quarreled with the automatic payment machine, which sounded pretty good.

Putting his hands in his coat pockets, Moriarty followed Watson slowly into the supermarket.

☆、20·Automatic payment machine

Moriarty wandered a few times between the shelves with Watson, and in order not to look too weird, he took two bags of peas - Moran always made these green little odours delicious - But that's all. The great Moriarty didn't know what was missing in his kitchen.

In comparison, Watson is much more professional.He was holding a list, which carefully listed the food he needed to buy. Moriarty saw with sharp eyes that he had picked up a lot of corn, but according to his observation, the consulting detective didn't like this, but It is also not ruled out that he has the courage to try new things for love.

Some things are always clear to the bystanders. At least Moriarty, who followed Watson's Twitter, was waiting for the day when Sherlock and Watson got married, just like all the onlookers.

While checking out, Moriarty saw what Parker said about "arguing with the automatic payment machine".

The blond-haired man took out a card first, but apparently he had trouble paying, the automatic payment machine started beeping, the poor doctor looked bewildered, and the eyes of the people in line behind him had a look of impatience.What a disaster, Moriarty wrinkled his nose, even if he was just watching the fun from the sidelines, he could imagine how embarrassed Dr. Watson was at the moment.

The helpful little Jim walked over quickly, stood beside Watson, stretched out his hand and pulled out the credit card, and showed a harmless smile when he met Watson's gaze: "He is always so disobedient, But believe me, you just need to do this in the future, and I promise he won't swallow a penny of your account."

Watson obviously recognized Moriarty, but he didn't know the name of the witness to the murder: "Thank you very much... sir."

"Call me Jim, Mr. Military Doctor." Moriarty put the card in Watson's hand very intimately, "You can try again."

Watson obviously didn't have the determination to try again. He put his hand in his jacket pocket and felt it: "Actually, it can't deduct a penny from me, because I don't have any money in my card." Then, He pulled out another card, and Moriarty watched as he pushed the card into the groove, and the screen showed the owner of the card.

S. Holmes.

It seemed that the relationship between the two men in 221B was about to be re-evaluated. Moriarty wrinkled his nose, even though Moran was obedient to him, he never thought of handing over the credit card to him.

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After completing the payment, Watson was obviously relieved. He put the things in the shopping bag and looked at Moriarty and said, "Jim, thank you for your help."

Moriarty smiled and tilted his head: "You're welcome, Dr. Watson, I've finished shopping and I'm about to go home, if you don't mind, let's go together?"

"My pleasure."

Moriarty shook the shopping bag in his hand, and the calfskin shoes under his feet made him very comfortable when he stepped on the ground.He is a man who does not treat himself badly, and demands the best in everything. Little Jim likes to enjoy and has the right to enjoy, and he knows that both Moran and Sherlock have good taste in dressing.But Dr. Watson next to him, Moriarty looked him up and down, and concluded that his outfit might not be worth as much as a scarf from his cohabitant.

In Watson's eyes, the Jim he met by chance was a very good person. Sherlock had deduced various details of this person through observation - including sexual orientation - but in Watson's eyes, he was not like a great man. As cowardly and ignorant as Sherlock Holmes said.The man who had experienced the horrific murder no longer looked as panic-stricken as before. His smiling face was so healing, and this kind gentleman was kind enough. For Moriarty's help, Watson Many thanks.

"It seems that you are doing well, I mean, you and Mr. Holmes." On the way out of the supermarket and back to Baker Street, Moriarty showed an "I understand" expression.The dark-haired man's face was much younger than his actual age, which made him playful when he blinked.

It was not the first time Watson had heard this kind of talk. In fact, he would go there with Sherlock every week during the couple's discount day of the Chinese restaurant. Enjoy a half-price dinner and get a red candle.The boss there asked them more than once when good things were coming, but Watson didn't bother to explain.But perhaps Moriarty's eyes were too persistent, causing Watson to deny it stammeringly: "No, I'm not gay..." Then he suddenly remembered what Sherlock said about the black-haired man in front of him. Regarding sexual orientation, Watson's blue eyes quickly glanced at Moriarty, and he pursed his lips, "I don't think there is anything wrong with being gay, it's just that Sherlock and I are not a couple."

Moriarty shrugged and said he didn't mind: "It's sad, isn't it? I thought you would be a good couple. You know, Mr. Holmes is really lucky to have a partner like you. " Moriarty curled his lips and smiled lightly, "It can be seen that Dr. Watson is not rich, have you considered finding a job?"

Regarding Moriarty's regret, Watson did not refute it, he was really not good at dealing with it.As for this person's proposal to find a job, Watson thought carefully.

The house he lives in is rented by Sherlock - that person has already paid the rent for 20 years early - the credit card belongs to Sherlock, and even the mobile phone is a Christmas gift from Sherlock.In fact, it was not difficult for Watson to find a job.Now he has no post-war psychological barriers, he is in good health, and his mobility is convenient. As a military doctor who once served on the battlefield, it is not difficult for Dr. Watson to find a job to support himself.

But when he thought of the cases that might strike at any time and the text messages bombarded by the chattering Sherlock from time to time, Watson felt that his future was bleak.

Giving up is not part of a good doctor's personality, persistence has always been a beautiful quality.

"I think I'll try it." Watson had a firm face on his face. As a military doctor, he has always maintained a tough and resolute personality.And when his eyes looked at Jim, he returned to the usual warmth and kindness of the military doctor, "Thank you very much, Jim, you are such a good man."

Moriarty tilted his head with a smile, and whistled softly, the sound was so small that it didn't even reach Dr. Watson's ears.

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[Watson of Baker Street: I'm going to find a job]

-Comment:

-Harry is not Harry: God!Dear brother, are you going to leave your neurotic roommate alone at home!

- There is Sherlock who is boring :Correct, high functioning sociopath

- Sherlock is boring: Also, John, I want to know who you met when you came back

-Watson of Baker Street: How do you know... Forget it

-Sister Blackberry wrote a fan: Obviously, that is a very noteworthy gentleman

-Maige who loves cookies: I need information, detailed

- Sherlock is boring: me too

- Sherlock is boring: Hey Mycroft, why did you hack my computer!

-Maggie who loves cookies: because you hacked mine, Sherlock

☆, counterfeit goods

When Moriarty got home, the door was already open.Moriarty raised his eyebrows, turned the doorknob and walked in. He saw Moran cleaning his gun.

"Dear Moran, I hope your gun has been inspected." Moriarty put the bought peas in the kitchen, and when he came out, he ran to Moran and looked at the gun in his hand, "This looks really good." good."

In fact, gun control in Britain is stricter than in the United States, but Moran always has a way to get one: "There are bullets in this, you better not move it."

Moriarty doesn't force it either, in fact, as a consulting criminal who prefers his brains to his guns, Moriarty doesn't like violence, it's not elegant.

"I went to buy peas, and I want mashed potatoes tonight," said Moriarty, undoing his scarf.

Moran blinked, obviously surprised that Moriarty had gone to the supermarket to buy something himself.But immediately, the corner of his mouth curled up in a simple arc: "You did a good job, little Jim."

"Your mouth has become sweet~" Moriarty narrowed his eyes with a smile, but when his brown-black eyes saw a faint mark on Moran's gun stock, his pupils shrank suddenly.

He is familiar with this gun. Moran once took him to Afghanistan. On the battlefield there, Moran was born with this gun and made great achievements. He also snatched poor little Jim from the enemy's gun countless times. Come here, the winner of every race against death will be the sharpshooter Captain Moran.As an asylum, Moriarty would always lie down next to Captain Moran and fall asleep. This gun was always kept next to Moran's body, and he would never remove it even when he was sleeping.Until the night they parted, Moran shoved the gun into Moriarty's hand seconds before his back was bloodied by shell splinters.And the dent on the butt is the trace left by that battle.

Moriarty remembered very clearly that he had been carrying this until Mrs. Maxime's "bizarre" death made him unable to take out the contents, so the gun would naturally remain there.

And now, the gun was actually in Moran's hands.

Moriarty took off his coat and was wearing a simple white shirt underneath.He likes to unbutton the top button of his shirt, so that his delicate collarbone can always be seen at a glance.Even though Moran was used to the hormones that Moriarty emitted all the time, his eyes couldn't help looking over at this moment.

Because there are still faint red marks on it, which are very conspicuous on the pale skin.

And this trace was left by Moran.

"Dear Moran," Moriarty sat down on the sofa slowly, stuffed himself between Moran's arms with ease, squeezed his cool hands into the gap of the man's pajamas, and looked up at him slightly , "I thought you'd tell me where you got this from."

Moriarty didn't mind who Moran worked for before—because he was confident that he could hold this man in his hands from body to heart—but now, something has been out of his control.No matter who his boss is, obviously that person already knows his identity and his relationship with Moran.

This is a warning, blatantly.

Moran reached out and gently pinched the black hair on the back of Moriarty's head.This man's hair is very soft and feels comfortable to the touch, but Moriarty doesn't like this kind of intimacy that despises his masculine authority, so Moran can only touch it secretly: "My boss gave it to me. , I like this gun very much."

Moriarty narrowed his eyes. For the first time, a dangerous killing intent appeared on this face that was always pure and harmless in front of Moran.

He forgot.

Not only forgot about me, but also forgot about the gun.

Moriarty narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand suddenly, gently held Moran's face, and then pulled his face into his own, slightly opening and closing his slightly pale lips: "Can you tell me, you Is it my Sebastian, or a fake?"

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Extra Story——#If There Is A Chip#

[Tianjin College Entrance Examination Composition Title: Maybe one day in the future, we will invent a smart chip. With it, anyone can know everything about ancient and modern China and foreign countries, including astronomy and geography....Please write an essay based on this material. 】

It was a normal day, and the sun was shining brightly. When the first ray of sunlight climbed through the window, Moran slowly opened his eyes.

He always wakes up earlier than Moriarty, and in fact, while cute(?) and clingy(??), little Jim is a slob who likes to stay in bed.Moran tried to slow down and take Moriarty's arm off his body, but Moriarty just grumbled, rubbed his head against the soft pillow and went back to sleep.

Moran was about to get out of bed, and then prepare a breakfast for himself and little Jim as usual, when suddenly, a line of words popped out in front of his eyes.

'He's wide awake and expecting you to give him a kiss. '

Moran was stunned, his first reaction was whose prank was this.So he turned his head, but to his surprise, the line of words didn't disappear because of his turning, instead, it kept appearing directly in front of him, and it didn't mean to disappear at all.He rubbed his eyes. For the traditional and upright Moran, this situation is indeed a bit strange.

But this stubborn reluctance to leave his line of sight obviously made him pay attention. Moran looked at Moriarty who was still lying on the bed. The words were very considerate so as not to block Moriarty's face. moved up.

Maybe, I can try it.Thinking of this, Moran sat back on the side of the bed again.

He bent slightly, and slowly approached Moriarty.The black-haired man still had his eyes closed, his breathing was steady, and there was no trace of pretending to be asleep. When Moran's golden hair touched and entangled with Moriarty's black hair, his lips had already touched Moran's. Riati's soft lips.

The next moment, the black-haired man opened his eyes. There was no sleepiness in those brown-black eyes, and they were clear and bright.

Moran did not give up intimacy because of this. As a lover, Moran insisted on wanting his lover to be happy, and from his consistent observations, Moriarty didn't like to give up halfway.So he insisted on completing the kiss, and when they parted, he saw a satisfied smile on Moriarty's face.

And that strange word also disappeared from Moran's sight without a trace.

"When you wake up, you have to get up." Moran's trainer didn't like to make many expressions, which allowed him to perfectly demonstrate all the supernatural things that just happened.

Moriarty shrugged, and did not let go of Moran's neck. Instead, he raised his upper body slightly, rubbed his cheek against Moran's chin, and said with a smile, "Okay, Captain, Your corporal will follow your orders."

'He dislikes you for not shaving, and calls you a kiwi in his heart. '

When Moran saw this line of words, the warm emotions accumulated in his heart were instantly shattered.He touched his chin, and it seemed that it was a little bit tight, so even though he didn't know the truth of the inexplicable words, he patted Moriarty on the back and said, "I'll shave you." beard."

Moriarty was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth turned into surprise: "Dear Sebastian, have you finally realized that it's good not to be a kiwi time?!"

Well, Moran now confirms that this supernatural word that popped up out of nowhere is actually quite believable.

When Moran came out after shaving, he saw little Jim stepping on the soft wool carpet with his bare feet, leaning against the door, looking at something with his mobile phone in his hand.Moran never inquired about his lover's privacy, he was a gentleman enough in this respect, but when he passed by Moriarty, that strange word appeared again.

'He's on twitter, Captain, you need to sign up for a twitter. '

Moran was silent, and muttered in his heart, why do I want that thing.

'Only in this way can you hold your lover firmly, so all the trees say. '

I don't need you to teach me how to fall in love!Moran was obviously annoyed, and Moriarty noticed his instantly ugly expression.

Little Jim walked over slowly, and hugged the man's waist from behind: "Hey, Sebastian, if you die, you really like being a kiwi, and I don't mind."

'He'll shave all the hair off you while you're sleeping, everything. '

"Of course, would you mind making something to feed your little Jim before that? I've had an empty stomach all night."

'He's not hungry, he just wants to eat the meal you cook, then fill himself up and do some healthy activities after he's fed you. '

"Sebastian? Why didn't you answer my question."

Moran had a hard face, but he couldn't answer.Because, little Jim, I am troubled by these strange words right now.

While Moran was still researching what is called "activities that are good for physical and mental health", the impatient little Jim had already pushed him down on the dining table.Moran, who saw Moriarty's initiative for the first time, had no time to worry about the words that popped up from time to time, such as 'kiss him', 'hey, don't wrinkle the tablecloth casually', 'he thinks your toothpaste tastes delicious', etc. It’s a barrage-like thing, but it’s a whole-hearted devotion to activities that are beneficial to the body and mind.

It was past ten o'clock when the two of them ate, so Moran decided to eat the brunch together.

"It's very unhealthy for you, Captain Moran, maybe you can try to eat some fresh vegetables and fruits. According to "Vegetables and Health" written by Sir Doug, you can..."

Moran suddenly threw the kitchen knife in his hand on the cutting board in front of him, and the good-tempered captain became angry for the first time: "Go away!"

"...I just came to see what you did."

Moran froze for a moment, then turned around, and saw poor little Jim standing behind him with his mouth pouted, his eyes were obviously foggy after being frightened.

'He learned it from Loki, and it works for the hammer, and it seems to work for you too. '

Moran walked over wordlessly, and then rubbed little Jim into his arms.

If this is a nightmare, let me wake up quickly.If this is a sweet dream... Hey, how can this be a sweet dream...

☆, unilaterally run away from home

When Loki opened the door, what he saw was Moriarty standing in the doorway in his pajamas.The black-haired man looked a little pitiful, hugging a bear pillow, and his brown-black eyes looked a little aggrieved.Loki was obviously surprised by Moriarty's current situation, but he still had no intention of letting the man in.

Moriarty is really a guy who looks gentle but is actually cruel, and Loki is convinced of this.

"Dear Loki, I had a quarrel with my roommate." Moriarty twisted his slender, white fingers together, his voice was trembling, and it sounded pitiful.

But Loki didn't believe a word of it. For him, maybe he had a lot to learn from Moriarty on the road of emotion—or deceiving people's hearts—but in terms of controlling people's hearts, Loki Always self-taught.He leaned against the door frame, his emerald-like eyes narrowed slightly, and his seemingly rude movements made him do it very naturally: "However, as far as I know, the cohabitant you found has put all the good things Holding them all in front of you, his connivance with you has reached the limit."

Moriarty pouted, and the grievance on that face still remained: "But we did quarrel, that bastard, I don't want to see him."

It seemed that they had quarreled, but it was obvious that Moriarty ran away from home unilaterally, and the big dog coaxed by Moriarty probably didn't even know what happened.

"I want to stay overnight." Moriarty took a step up the steps.

"Go back." Loki refused to budge.

Moriarty hugged his own pillow—this one he bought was very soft—with a sad look on his young face compared to his age: "Loki, you can't treat me like this, you know, I'm only as good as you an ally."

"I won't let you step into my house again," Loki frowned, "because you disturbed my sleep countless times."

"I promise I'll be quiet." Moriarty blinked.

Loki stared at him without saying a word, his face full of distrust.

At this moment, Watson got out of the taxi with a smile on his face, and Moriarty guessed that the good doctor's interview went well.But when the good doctor's eyes turned this way, the joy on his face was quickly replaced by surprise.He looked at Moriarty, and then at Loki. Obviously, Moriarty's expression at the moment, the simple home clothes on his body, and the indifferent lawyer who folded his hands and looked down at people, this kind of scene is always very interesting. It is easy to associate.

Dr. Watson was a good man, obviously sorry for disturbing the two men.Loki didn't even give him a straight look, but Moriarty was very friendly with one hand holding the pillow and the other hand waving towards Dr. Watson. Watson nodded at Moriarty, doing After making a "sorry" gesture, he entered the gate of 221B.

Moriarty looked at Loki with joy, the sudden smile obviously made Loki feel that something was wrong: "What are you laughing at?"

"The great detective is probably about to encounter the greatest mystery in his life." Moriarty touched his chin. Of course, it is also possible that his relationship with Loki was misunderstood, but the second half of the sentence Moriarty I didn't mention it tactfully, but it's actually quite fun, isn't it?

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After all, Loki did not drive Moriarty away, and when the man vowed that he would stay quietly, Loki let him in.

"If you make any noise, people in the atrium, I'll show you." Loki closed the door, then turned his head and said to Moriarty who quickly nestled on the sofa.

Moriarty made a zip motion on his mouth, then pulled out his phone from the gap between the pillows and started checking Twitter.Loki ignored him, but returned to the bedroom, then threw himself on the bed and covered him tightly with a quilt.

The smile on Loki's face gradually disappeared, and the man with his mouth tightly hugged his knees, and then bit his thumbnail nervously.He lied to Loki. Obviously, he didn't quarrel with Moran. To be precise, when he said "Are you my Sebastian, or are you a fake?", Moran was at a loss His reaction had told him that it was his Captain Moran, the man who had protected him and who had allowed him to throw his dignity on the ground and trample on it.

But Moriarty still stubbornly hugged his pillow and left, and knocked on Loki's door. Maybe there was anger towards Moran, but more likely, he wanted to test out the person behind Moran. Who is it.

Paying close attention to Sherlock can provide Moran with a comfortable life and get rid of the people Parker is following. Obviously, there are only two of them in England.

One is the king of the dark empire, Moriarty who is very interested in the great detective.The other is Mycroft Holmes, the "ordinary civil servant" in charge of the British government, the brother of the great detective.

Moriarty looked towards the bedroom. Some things could be easily done, such as using Loki's little tricks to sniff out some secrets, but that would be very boring.Moriarty rested his chin, but looked across the street through the window.As far as the eye can see is the balcony of Moran's house, where there is Moriarty's shirt hanging to dry.

If nothing goes wrong, Moran has already begun to doubt his lost memory. Moriarty tilted his head and clicked an icon on the phone, and what flashed on the screen was a black and white picture, but it was extremely clear. The shooting angle of the picture is obviously from top to bottom, and it is facing the living room of Moran's house. The blond man who appears in the picture is walking around a little anxiously, looking out of the window from time to time, but immediately Take it back.

Moriarty took out his earphones slowly, and was really satisfied to see his lover's anxious look at the moment, and he didn't feel sorry for his behavior of installing surveillance cameras to spy on other people's privacy.

After plugging in the earphones, Moriarty heard intermittent voices.The sound distorted by the signal