Sometime a year ago.

In the early morning, Ziliang got up early, brushed his teeth, washed his face, combed his hair into a less messy shape, and finally took a little care of his beard.

As early as last month, Ziliang looked unkempt, dirty, and dark circles, but now, he looks a little "human" and this kind of change in lifestyle habits seems difficult, but in fact, Ziliang only took half an hour to change all his previous bad habits.

The reason is also easy to explain. One day, a beautiful lady named Salina came to her office, then pinched her nose, and calmly discussed with him the question of "Should you clean yourself up?"

At first, Ziliang struggled with the idea of ​​bargaining. After all, it was a bit difficult to make him a man who never clits his edge get up and shave every day.

However, Salina said friendly that if he didn't shave, she would be happy to help him complete the process.

The next second, Ziliang promised that he would definitely change his past mistakes.

Because he was very sure that if Ms. Salina had to do it, she might have been cleaned up not just her beard, and then she might have lost her chin.

After washing up, Ziliang threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth. On the way to quit smoking, chewing gum has an irreplaceable effect.

Then, he put on his freshly washed white coat, walked out of his office, then turned right, and walked to a door.

At this time, a wooden door with a high frame seemed to be out of place in the hospital corridor, but no one cared about it. Ziliang pushed it away and walked in.

Inside the door is a library.

Well, it is indeed a bit inconsistent to insert a library into a hospital, but as I said just now, no one will care.

Ziliang squeezed into the narrow aisle, then bypassed several rows of bookshelves, and finally came to a small open space that was not so crowded, with a tea table, two chairs, a chess board, and a middle-aged man sitting on the chair.

Although this person is over 35 years old, his very particular clothes and round head make this person look much younger than his actual age and even a little cute.

At this moment, this man was holding a book and reading with relish, and Ziliang got it without any impact on him.

"You have read the book here all night?" Ziliang asked.

The man didn't reply, but just nodded through the air strike that turned the page.

"Don't you sleep? It's not a good thing to be inverted by black and white. I always had insomnia before, which made me feel so uncomfortable now that I'm so short of time difference."

Moriarty smiled: "You can't sleep because of long-term smoking. I think people like me who don't have any bad habits, as long as they are not too bored, they only have 30 hours of sleep a week to satisfy the normal functioning of their brains."

"Well, you who think about 'killing people, setting fires, robbing banks, stealing national treasures, eating black, destroying corpses and stealing information' all day long, say 'I have no bad habits', which really makes people feel a little unstable."

"It's too much." Moriarty responded without much emotion.

"Okay, I don't care whether your mad hobby is normal or not, let's continue to get the chess yesterday." Ziliang said, then sat opposite Moriarty on his own and picked up the 'soldier' ​​on the board: "Where did you talk about yesterday?"

Perhaps, compared with that book, playing chess with Ziliang attracted Moriarty's interest more, so he put the book down and looked at the other party.

"You ask me, if you are careful enough, basically no one can kill you, then what will I do if I want to kill you."

"Oh, when I think about it, I wonder if our Professor Moriarty has any insights?"

Moriarty calmly looked at his [horse] and was eaten by the other soldier: "I thought about this question for a long time. At the beginning, I formulated some seemingly clever techniques and traps. I also looked up many planes or legendary weapons, of course, including poisons, curses and other things, but in the end, I gave up these."

"Why?" Ziliang asked, while eating the other party's [car].

"It's nothing, I just think that that is not dramatic enough. Although God may die from a fruit knife and the queen will be killed by soldiers, it will be boring, so I threw away all these methods."

"Ah?" Ziliang frowned: "I have been thinking of nothing after you have been doing this for so long."

"It's not like that. In fact, after abandoning those, I came up with a way, if I were your enemy, I would definitely use this method to deal with you."

"What?"

"Use yourself!"

"" Ziliang seemed to have fallen into a brief moment of contemplation, but he still ate the few pieces left by the other party without hesitation: "Use myself? Let's not talk about whether this method can be realized, so why did you use the word "definitely"?"

Moriarty smiled: "There is no reason, but I can be sure that in almost all mathematical theories, the lower the problem is, the more answers it is, and the more advanced the formula is, the simpler it is. As for the highest level of questions, there is often only one way to prove them.

This law is not only limited to mathematics, but even all phenomena and even philosophy will approach this form. For example, if someone asks, how to define philosophy, then its answer will only be - only philosophy itself, and religion has a general statement of quibbling "Those who can stump God, only God himself".

In short, although it sounds ridiculous, an ultimate question seems to be answered only by the question itself.”

Ziliang's entire face had the words "unhappy" written on him. He was almost angry. The wind swept the remnants of clouds and swallowed Moriarty's chess pieces: "So, you are now ready to use this kind of thing that has no convincing at all, so that I believe that you have fully understood the enemy's intentions? You have to know that what we are going to deal with is an enemy of the "concept level".

"I know, but his purpose is ultimately to kill someone, and I am very good at these things. Besides, since you are sitting here, it means you want to listen to my opinion, so."

"So I don't trust you now." Ziliang interrupted Moriarty's words: "Oh my God, I'm so stupid. The other party is a 'cosmic element'. I actually want a human to understand his ideas. How can a human being defeat the universe?"

Moriarty still kept smiling: "Is the element of the universe? Haha, I remembered that you are also considered an element of the universe."

"Of course, I'm a sin, at least that was back then."
Chapter completed!