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"I would try to convince you..." Moriarty chuckled, "but everything I have to say has already crossed your mind."
Sherlock turned slowly, arm outstretched, gun pointed. "And probably my answer has crossed yours."
Sherlock zones out for just a moment, and when he tunes back in again, the answer is obvious.