Nightmare Corrosion

Chapter 174 Who am I, where am I, am I myself

Moriarty is a man who doesn't like to be passive.

It was impossible for him to passively wait for the truth to come to light. Therefore, he had just escaped from pursuit. Instead of leaving Camp City in a hurry, he was brave enough to sneak back into the building.

He knew very clearly that with just a few words and his own words, it would be impossible to bring down these people. It would be impossible for anyone in the federation. To put it bluntly, even if these people really gathered together to commit crimes. , the Federation may also choose to shield them.

But he doesn't have a chance.

So many people with great energy gathered together, and they were obviously organized and disciplined, which itself would arouse the vigilance of the federation, not to mention that he saw Adrian kneeling down towards an Easterner with his own eyes.

In an instant, two possibilities emerged in Moriarty's mind.

Either treason or a cult!

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain that a heavyweight with a high status in the federation, and the president always supports him whenever he sees him, would prostrate himself at the feet of another person, with an extremely humble attitude.

There must be a shocking conspiracy in this!

Moriarty's blood boiled instantly. Whether it was his hatred for the cult or his burning patriotism, he was determined to investigate this matter to the end, but first, what he needed was evidence, definite evidence.

At the very least, we need to find out who the mysterious Easterner is.

So he made a comeback, and when everyone was out looking for him and the inside was empty, he actually went back to the building and went all the way to the top floor, preparing to find some key evidence to accuse Adrian and others.

But as soon as he entered the first room, he saw Suna who had just come out of the bath and looked at her with a bad look.

So when Adolf and others arrived, they saw Moriarty with a bruised nose and face, swollen like a pig's head, being held down firmly by several men in black.

"Is this Moriarty?"

Adolf held the photo in his hand, looked at the unrecognizable figure, and asked in an uncertain tone.

"it's him."

Su Na sat lazily aside and spoke in a conclusive tone. As she was gradually eroded by the spirit of blood, her abilities were gradually awakening and she would never admit the wrong person.

"No, I'm not, you got the wrong person!"

Moriarty, wearing a blue cleaning uniform, denied it with all his might, but he found that he seemed to have underestimated this woman's status. Adolf was convinced of Suna's words and immediately waved his hand.

"Catch him and tell the master that we have captured him!"

"What about Moriarty, whom Adrian and the others captured?"

Some members of Congress around me were puzzled.

"It goes without saying that it must be fake, ours is the real thing!"

Adolf smiled and said decisively.

On the other side, Adrian, who had just received news from the warden that Moriarty and his assistants had been controlled, was dumbfounded when he heard the news.

Two Moriarty, who is the real one?

The result was that both parties believed that what they caught was true, and at the same time accused the other party of fraud, and then brought the matter to Lu En, leaving Lu En speechless and feeling a strange sense of déjà vu.

True and false blossom?

He suddenly became interested.

"Put both Moriarties together and see who is the real one."

He doesn't mind making a guest appearance as Tathagata Buddha, and such weird things are probably mixed with extraordinary power. Without him to take charge, there might really be some trouble.

When the time comes when the fakeness is revealed, it will not be a good idea to become angry and kill everyone.

But it’s not good to pretend to be someone else. If you pretend to be a decadent middle-aged writer and part-time detective, what is going on in the other person’s mind?

Crunch.

The iron door of the prison was pushed open with great force. Nim, who was handcuffed on the chair with Delina, raised his head and saw that the person who appeared was not a prison guard, but a complete stranger with a strong man with the Lean military industry logo on his chest.

A good-looking old man strode in from outside, his sharp eyes scanning his face.

"Detective Moriarty?"

"it's me."

Nim replied in a deep voice, shaking his head slightly at the same time, stopping Delina and looking at the old man.

"Who are you and what is your purpose?"

"You don't need to know who I am, I just need you to tell me truthfully, are you really Detective Moriarty?"

If Adrian wants to appear in public, he needs to plan like Adolf, so even the person who mobilizes Lien's military industry now has his own authorization, pretending to be a distant nephew of his.

However, all members of the Lien military industry who saw him felt that an illegitimate child might be more appropriate.

"Is there someone else pretending to be me, Detective Moriarty?"

Nimu is very calm, due to his own strong strength. Even if he fails and reveals his secret, these ordinary people in front of him cannot stop him, and the iron cuffs on his wrists and feet have no binding force at all.

"Your eyes are full of confidence that only a real detective can have. I hope you won't lie to me."

Adrian glanced at him, turned around and walked out of the iron door. Then Nim and others saw several men in black escorting a twisting figure in and locked him in another chair.

this.?

The two looked at each other, and an exclamation sounded in their ears: "Who are you, and why do you look exactly like me?"

A grumpy female voice.

Joanna stared at the two people in front of her in amazement, and even forgot to continue struggling. She looked at the one pretending to be her, and then looked at herself, and found that it was like looking in the mirror, even the small moles and tiny scars on her face were exactly the same!

"You, you guys.!"

She was so shocked that she could hardly speak. At this time, the iron door clanged again, and a bruised and swollen figure like a pig's head was brought in and handcuffed to a chair.

Not far from the door, Adrian and Adolf looked at each other coldly, snorted at the same time, and each walked away with their own supporters. A neutral congressman walked in a little excitedly and stood in front of the four people.

He took on the responsibility of identifying who was the real Moriarty and who was the fake one.

Clang!

The iron door was slammed shut. The congressman clapped his hands, attracting the four people who looked at each other with strange eyes. He smiled and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, we now have two Mr. Moriarty and two Ms. Jonah."

"Are you Moriarty?!"

Joanna looked at the pig-headed, dejected figure, widened her eyes, and then couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. You will have this day too. Were you hit by a train?"

"Quiet!"

The congressman was a little annoyed, looking at Jonah who was laughing wildly: "If you want to be like him, then you can choose to continue."

"Uh-huh!"

Joanna shut up decisively. Even if she died, she didn't want to become a pig-head.

"Very good, then can you tell me who is the real Mr. Moriarty and Ms. Jonah?"

The congressman nodded with satisfaction and began to ask.

"I'm real!"

The four said in unison, and then glared at each other at the same time: "He's fake!"

Nim didn't understand the current situation, but he and Dalina knew that once their true identities were exposed, the trouble they faced would definitely be countless times greater than now.

"Well, that means no one will admit it, but it doesn't matter, I have a way to distinguish the real from the fake."

The congressman waved his hand, and someone immediately handed him several books. He raised them, and the big words on the blue cover were very conspicuous.

The Great Detective Moriarty

"Obviously, this is the autobiography of one of you. I believe some of it is true. So please answer how many underground worms did Moriarty kill in the crypt of the tomb-robbing family."

"Thirty-two!"

Nim, who has an amazing memory and has already memorized the complete works of the great detective, answered calmly: "I used a hammer, explosives, and a pistol to kill a total of thirty-two terrifying underground worms!"

"What. I did such a thing?"

On the other side, the real Moriarty was confused and turned his head to look at Jonah: "When I dictated you to write it for me, was there this plot?"

"Of course, you said in person that you killed eight terrifying underground worms!"

Jonah has confirmed that this is the real Moriarty.

"Then why did you write thirty-two items?"

"Appropriate modification is essential. I just added a few more. If you experienced it yourself, why would you not remember it?"

"I, I just said I saw a few earthworms as thick as my arms!"

"Moriarty, you big liar!"

"This is just a metaphor. Do you understand metaphor?"

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Ding-ding!

The congressman knocked on the iron door with his cane and said to the two of them, "Very good, I have a clue."

"The second question is, in the case of the bride's death at Mogbi Manor, how many brides' rooms did you sneak into?"

"Three."

"Eight."

Everyone's eyes fell on the pig-headed Moriarty's face. Jonah was the first to react. She kicked past him with her long legs and gritted her teeth!

"Moriarty, you big bastard!"

"I can't remember, did I say three?"

"The third question, who is your mother?"

"Winnies." ×2

"What about the father?"

"Pero." ×2

"The third uncle?"

"Dakron." ×2

"The younger brother of the wife of the son of the second uncle who died?"

"Paul."

Nim did not hesitate, while Moriarty stared and thought for a long time, then said in shock: "I forgot what it was called, but why do you know it?"

"I have recorded my family members in detail in "The Great Detective's Family". I love them very much, especially Grandma Beyonce." Nim said, Moriarty blinked and suddenly fell into a kind of confusion.

Who am I, where am I, am I really a fake, why do some people know my family better than me?

"Have I written this in that book?"

He turned his head to look at Jonah.

"I don't know which damn idiot decided to let me write about my entire family. This is the book that received the most complaints. Your whole family occupies one-third of the whole book, and you tell me you don't remember them?!"

Joanna was even more crazy than him and looked at the congressman who asked the question.

"Don't ask anymore, he's fake, let him die!"

"No, I'm the real one!"

Moriarty was furious and yelled at the congressman: "Can't you ask some questions that only I and you know, but he doesn't know?"

"Don't look for problems in my book. Don't you know what proper fiction is?"