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I got up and looked at me calmly.

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

"I'm a person who really hates leaving without saying goodbye." Moriarty wrinkled his features and shrugged.

I couldn't help laughing, I knew what he meant, shook my head: "I hate it too."

"Excuseme? We should go, Zero?" Just when I was about to say something, Sherlock knocked on the door of the tea room, I sighed, forget it, come back and talk.

"Then I'm leaving. Anyway, I apologize for the impulsive words just now." I walked to the door, put on my shoes, and looked at Moriarty with some reluctance.

The moment the door was pushed open, Moriarty finally couldn't hold back, and lowered his voice: "Come back early."

Intense joy rushed into my nerves, I didn't look back, I just responded softly: "Iwill."

The author has something to say: Happy Dragon Boat Festival everyone! !Pharyngitis + rhinitis but I choose to continue to update the article!This article may be marked as completed before Wednesday.If there is still a chance to write a fan, I must put my heart into it and write it well!

Sherlock 18

The last day before leaving was Jasmine's birthday. At that time, I was a little surprised when I received the invitation, but when I turned around and saw that Moriarty had also received the invitation, I was not surprised.

But I saw that the venue was under the glass building where I was, and I was surprised again... because I really wanted to interview Moriarty, and what was it like to receive the invitation at my own home.

Jasmine's birthday party was prepared by Mycroft, and it was prepared by Moriarty.For this reason, I also want to interview McCoff, what do you think?

As for why McCoff prepared it, it really needs to be explained. Come on, let's go back 36 hours.

Before I was going to follow Tom Levine that day, I suddenly thought that I still had Sherlock’s marriage proposal video in my hand. At that time, I was not sure if I would have the chance to meet McCoff, so I secretly Called McCoff aside, asked for his personal email, and decisively pressed the send button.

As for the nuclear weapons incident, I would like to give a general overview. When Sherlock followed up with Tom Levine's residence, it was thanks to Sherlock that he bypassed a series of high-tech monitoring and defenses, such as infrared alarms.But there is nothing surprising about this at all. The real surprise is that Tom Levine is not really Tom Levine.

If Sherlock and I hadn't watched him face the mirror and took two hours to take off the human skin mask with great effort, I really thought I had fallen into a martial arts novel.

For this reason, I also said to Sherlock with emotion, I always thought this thing had been lost.

Since Tom Levine is fake, who is the actor?It is estimated that I said this name, and you are also very surprised.

Because the actor who played the role was the one who made Sherlock, Mycroft, and Moriarty excluded from the suspicious personnel at the first time, and unanimously identified as the opponent's guise——by a series of authorities such as the Times William Morgue, who the newspapers raved about.

Lo and behold, tricked three of the smartest men in England.

Thinking of this, I was suddenly a little scared. If it wasn't for this stealth tracking, maybe there would be an irreversible nuclear destruction in the end.

So since Tom Levine is pretending now, where is it really?It was not until the evening, after Sherlock and I took pictures of all valuable information, that William Mogg finished his afternoon nap, slowly got up from the bed, and regained consciousness.There is a two-meter-high iron cage in his underground garage, and the dying person inside is the real Tom Levine.

The next morning, William Morgue's plane was headed straight for Russia, and the news was reporting Tom Levine's arrival in Poland.

For this reason, I still said to Sherlock with emotion, how can everyone pretend to be Tom Levine?

It became clear that the behind-the-scenes instigator was neither the Americans nor the British government. It was a small group of fanatics from the former Soviet Union who gave the order. As for William Mog, he was not a real British.

After getting a series of evidences in hand, I should not worry about the rest.

However, it seems that the rest doesn't need to worry too much about McCoff, otherwise he wouldn't have the leisure to prepare a birthday party for Jasmine.

Early in the morning, all the guests arrived as scheduled. I stood beside Jasmine and handed her the gift.She was looking at the people coming and going with a look of surprise: "Why do some of them seem to be unknown to me?"

I:? ? ? ?

On the sidelines, Mycroft was chatting and laughing leisurely among the many guests, while Moriarty was silently observing all this on the long table on the lawn.

When McCoff saw me, he nodded in a friendly way, and I beckoned him to come over.

"Are you preparing for a wedding?" I rubbed my forehead weakly.

"No, it's just an engagement ceremony." Mycroft corrected me solemnly.

"...on someone's birthday?" I don't think I can understand the brain circuit of this leader.

When McCoff heard the words, he smiled gratifiedly: "I will be my sister-in-law soon."

I:"……"

Jasmine is dressed up very beautifully today. She wears a tube top nude pink skirt, her hair is coiled up high, and she looks quite energetic.

Sherlock, on the other hand, talked to John with some discomfort.John suppressed his smile and pretended to be serious. After all, he was now on the same front as Mycroft.

Moriarty was too lonely alone, I ran to his side, sat down, looked at Moriarty in the sun, he was a little warmer than usual at this time.

"Do you know what Mycroft is doing?" I asked with a smile.

Moriarty narrowed his eyes and glanced at Mycroft in the crowd, and said two words lightly: "Domatchmaker (to be a matchmaker)."

"It's really hard to see that he is still keen on this kind of thing." I stretched my waist and said with emotion.

It was approaching noon, and all the meals had been prepared. Facing the bright sun, after everyone was seated, Mycroft walked to the front in a slow and dignified manner, and announced in front of everyone with full of emotion and satisfaction: "Today is not only Amber Miss's birthday is still a day I have been looking forward to for a long time, because today is the engagement banquet of my younger brother Sherlock Holmes and Jasmine Amber."

Mycroft said many official words, but I only remember this one.

Jasmine was listening carefully with a smile on her face, but she almost fainted in the last half of the sentence.

As for Sherlock, he never listened to Mycroft's nonsense. He was holding coffee and was about to taste it, but he stood up from his chair suddenly because of McCoff's shocking words.And everyone thought that Sherlock was standing up to pay tribute, and applauded one after another.

Sherlock felt that he had fallen into a trap, and Molly felt that she must be dreaming.

However, apart from being shocked, he didn't feel annoyed, and he didn't even think it was an unacceptable thing.Should he protest in public?He still accused Mycroft mercilessly, but when his eyes fell on Jasmine who was trembling aside and didn't know how to react, he felt that it was better for him to keep silent.

However, how could Mycroft be so idle and bored?He couldn't figure it out.

I was sitting at the table with Sherlock, and when I saw this situation, I turned my head and smiled at Moriarty.Laughing and laughing, I couldn't stop laughing.

The facial paralysis system came at a very bad time.

[System prompt: Countdown to system shutdown: two hours]

Moriarty saw that my face became stiff, he frowned slightly, with a smile on his face, and his voice was like a spring breeze: "Are you leaving?"

It was just a very simple question, but I asked it with tears in my eyes. I covered my mouth, lowered my head, and couldn't utter a word.

"Will you come back again?" He patted my back softly, his tone could not tell whether it was sad or sad.

I shook my head and said sullenly, "I don't know." After a while, I wiped away my tears and said to Moriarty, "Go back to the house." Not very easy to explain.

Moriarty nodded, and he stood up, and I followed suit.He suddenly stretched out his hand towards me, and I stared blankly at him. Under the sun, his eyes were foggy and sandy, intertwined, like a misty galaxy.He smiled brightly, showing his neat teeth. I slowly put my hand into his palm. His palm was very cold, just like the coldness when I first saw him.

He pulled me and said to me, regardless of anyone else, "It should have been done earlier."

On the other side of the house is a small garden, and passing through the corridor is another world.

"Are you going to stay in London?" Moriarty's palm gradually warmed up.

"No, I want to go back to Italy, and I want to uproot the remnants of the Black Snake Society." Moriarty took a long breath, seemingly helpless.

He looked at me sideways: "What about you? Appeared suddenly? Then disappeared suddenly?"

When he said that, I remembered the first time we met again.I think, even if I do it again, I still don't know how to explain why I suddenly appeared in his room, ten times, a hundred times and it's still the same.

I shook my head melancholy: "It will be a little bit when it disappears, and it will be a little gentler than when it appeared haha."

Moriarty squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, his voice was a bit ethereal: "Can I still see you?"

Can we meet again?I smiled bitterly, because I don't know what's wrong with the system, and I don't know that even if we meet one day, it won't be this time and space.

"No way..." I said softly.