Operation Red Book

“Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo—”

It opened its mouth wide, revealing two sharp canine teeth, and its savage figure was particularly eye-catching among the fast-moving afterimages.

"Look, it's coming." Moriarty said lightly.

He seized the opportunity, squatted down quickly, and pushed Joshua out while talking.

When it was only an inch away from the top of Moriarty's head, Moriarty quickly pulled out the weapon from his sleeve and stabbed it hard at the shadow above his head.

He knew that he had stabbed the naughty little macaque. Long before it pounced on him, Moriarty had calculated the arc of the parabola in his mind.

Unfortunately, the shadow was far more flexible than Moriarty had imagined. It let out a shrill cry: “Woo—Ah—Ah—Ah—”

Then, it quickly turned over in the direction where the weapon was stabbing, just avoiding Moriarty's sudden attack, and finally stretched out its two hands to grab both ends of the weapon.

After firmly grasping the weapon in the dark, it kicked Moriarty's light yellow head hard, used the force to somersault in the air, and easily took the weapon from Moriarty's hand.

At this point, Moriarty and Joshua's weapons were taken away by the unknown black shadow.

"Oh oh oh!"

After landing steadily, it ostentatiously raised its weapon above its head and let out long howls of victory.

"DAMN IT!"

Moriarty cursed viciously, which was quite new to Joshua.

But there was no time to sneer now, because the naughty little monkey was fully exposed in front of the two of them, which was more eye-catching than Moriarty's curse.

Joshua blinked quickly. The thief who was cheering blatantly in front of them was exactly what Moriarty had predicted - it was a skinny monkey.

Its hair is flaxen, looks messy and dirty, and it is obvious that it is unhygienic.

Its teeth were sharp, its small flesh-colored face was tightly wrinkled, its eyes were a cunning orange-yellow, and its long vine-like tail was waving wildly in the air.

At this moment, the little guy was baring his teeth at the two of them to show his victory and bravery.

"I spent a whole month taking care of my hair! Do you know how much effort I put into it? I even used canvas to protect it in the dirty Batcave, but you just stepped on it!"

Moriarty held his hair in a hurry. His voice was no longer gentle. Instead, he roared loudly with red face.

Joshua had never seen Moriarty like this before.

"How many times a day do you wash your feet? No, regardless of whether you wash them or not, this is really rude! You just raise your foot and step on someone's hair! Is this how a gentleman is taught in the UK?"

“Ooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

Unfortunately, the person opposite was an "unsympathetic" Moriarty. It made faces and slapped its red butt provocatively at Moriarty, not feeling ashamed of its rude behavior at all.

"Forget it, Mr. Moriarty. The consciousness space should not affect your hair in reality..."

"Of course it has an impact! Last time we woke up we were soaking wet... I can't imagine how messy we'll be this time, especially with this unsightly mess of hair."

Joshua scratched the curly hair on top of his head impatiently, as if he had always been so unkempt.

Moriarty pulled a small comb out of his suit pocket and angrily combed through his messy hair.

"Forget it... Forget it..." Moriarty comforted himself.

"Why bother with a dumb monkey...or an idiot monkey who holds a cucumber above his head to celebrate..."

The monkey on the opposite side obviously understood what Moriarty said. It retracted its sharp white fangs and opened its two round eyes wide.

"Woo? Ah?" It let out a confused cry.

It was holding a cucumber, and I can attest that this was an idea that Joshua had come up with ten minutes ago.