216 – Money becomes a copy (3)
For Holmes, Watson was definitely one of the most important people. Those who knew when their relationship began may have wondered if it was too early. Because they were two people who had known each other for less than two years.
But for her, who prides herself on being a rational person by nature, a few observations were enough to know someone well. Of course, friendship is a realm of emotions, so both Holmes and Watson felt a deep friendship for each other.
However, Holmes was able to see once again that Watson was truly a friend who gave him various experiences. She prided herself on not being a person swayed by emotions. Of course, this did not mean that Holmes was an emotionally dull person.
When she was a girl, at a time when everything changed, she was a more emotional girl than anyone else. Even in the moments when her own ‘mistake’ may have resulted in her breaking up with James Moriarty, or when her Watson uses her magic to save her, she cannot help but move passionately.
As such, Holmes had to resist the urge to hit Jane Watson on the head as she watched her distraught for several days.
Sherlock Holmes was clearly a man with superhuman patience. If anyone saw Jane Watson, who is currently blinded by money, they would have either avoided her place or impulsively used physical means to somehow get rid of that stupid and obnoxious expression.
“hehehe, look, Holmes! “I’m going to be rich now!”
“… “Watson, I’ve said it again and again, but don’t you think that the Red Head Club itself might be a fraud?”
“That… That can’t be possible! Do… Money can be copied! Me… “I’m going to the racetrack this weekend, so I can bet twice as much as usual!”
Holmes only sighed as she looked at Watson, who seemed to be looking at her, but she was actually looking at something invisible.
She, Watson, was clearly worse than a goldfish. Since I was her friend, I tried to persuade her several times, but she was of no use. The rational Holmes ultimately chose to just leave her friend alone.
She still had time to spare until her appointment with Dr. Van Helsing, so she stayed in her seat and observed Watson.
Watson’s appearance was definitely different from usual. But Holmes had no choice but to worry here.
As the siblings pondered in their conversation with Mycroft Holmes, the growth rate of the Redhead Club itself was unexpectedly abnormal, and it was strange that even some high-ranking people participated in this investment madness.
Of course, like the South Sea Incident that turned Sir Isaac Newton into a beggar, investment madness certainly existed in Britain. But even those events did not proceed this quickly or this secretly.
Could it be that Watson was also caught up in some kind of trick they were using?
If a member whose name Holmes had been talking to, whose name he couldn’t remember, attempted to do something suspicious to Holmes, or if such an attempt had been made to Watson, there was no need to worry.
However, there was no such attempt, and above all, Watson was a witch. It was clear that he was stronger at supernatural tricks than Holmes himself.
Then why on earth?
Holmes was a little worried. Because I wanted to respect my friend before I could accept that Watson was really only as good as I thought.
“Anyway, I don’t understand one thing, Watson.”
“hehehe…. Uh? “What did you say, Holmes?”
“Watson, it’s okay to imagine happiness that can’t come true, but don’t lose your mind.”
“It’s not impossible, Holmes! The Redhead Club takes care of everything! See, I made the right investment. Now all that remains is to become rich together! “Of course, don’t think about investing later, Holmes.”
“Speaking of that investment, Watson, no matter how much I think about it, there is one thing that bothers me. As I recall, Watson, you… You probably don’t have any extra money on hand to invest, right? With what kind of money… “You entrusted me with the investment?”
The first thing Holmes did when she started living with Watson was to take care of Watson’s wallet. Of course, since it was Watson’s private property, it was not controlled individually, but it was enough to prevent Watson from gambling everything.
This Red Head Club was similar. Holmes reluctantly gave Watson permission to invest. However, in hindsight, Watson invested several times the authorized amount.
Watson, who was pointed out this, secretly avoided Holmes’s gaze, perhaps feeling guilty about his own conscience. However, I couldn’t hide the cold sweat that suddenly dripped down my forehead.
“Watson.”
Holmes just called his name, but Watson was astonished as a child whose mother had caught him doing something bad, and Watson passed the neckband. His friend just looked at him in silence, but he cautiously opened his mouth under that silent pressure.
“Huh… Steal it or… Because it’s not borrowed money… You… There’s no need to worry too much—”
“Then it won’t be a problem if you tell me the source, right, Watson?”
“…… Do… Dead father… Pension… that… That… To reinvest… Find them all… “I invested?”
As far as Holmes remembers, this was the second time Watson had used his father’s pension for gambling. In the first case, we were lucky enough to miraculously reverse Phileas Fogg’s journey and recover, but will such luck smile again?
Holmes was rational and knew that miracles do not happen twice.
There was silence. It was an uncomfortable silence. It was enough time for even Watson, half-crazed by his thoughts of becoming rich, to realize what he had done.
But when he opened his mouth again, Holmes ignored the matter and told him that it was time for his appointment and that he should get ready to go out. Watson ran away and went into his room.
“…… Crazy b*tch.”
Holmes briefly cursed. It was truly unusual for her, but it had to be.
Perhaps one day, when Watson gets married and her last name changes, Holmes briefly thought, she should at least advise her husband not to mess with the management of the household like most wives do. Or, maybe someone else will manage it for you.
Either way, it was clear that Watson and her would-be family would have trouble with money.
Averting their eyes from the scene of madness, Holmes and Watson headed to the agreed upon location at the request of Mycroft Holmes.
It was a quiet cafe, and since we had reserved a room in advance, the waiter showed us around. When the time came, Dr. Abraham Van Helsing and Mycroft Holmes entered the room together, and they exchanged formal greetings.
Dr. Abraham Van Helsing was a researcher who was literally closer to old age, with more gray hair on his beard and head.
Jane Watson could sense the aura of a scholar in her counterpart from the old gold-rimmed glasses she was wearing. However, beyond the lens, there were eyes shining so fiercely that one could have mistakenly thought they belonged to medieval knights or warriors.
I knew that he was a famous vampire researcher, but to be honest, Holmes didn’t have high expectations from this meeting. In order to save Mycroft’s face, I was planning to politely decline any request after some consultation.
What was immediately important to her was the existence of her shady Redhead Club.
However, when Professor Van Helsing opened his mouth and made an unexpected comment, I was quite surprised.
“… I am dealing with an evil being, Miss Holmes. His name is… I don’t know his true name because he’s been called many things, but in this era, he’s usually called Count Dracula. “He is a dangerous vampire because he has survived such a long period of time that even I cannot dare to predict the beginning of its history.”
“… Excuse me, Professor Van Helsing, I personally know that you are a renowned researcher. No matter how much you are shunned by vampires… “You probably know that what is dangerous is usually prejudice, right?”
If Professor Van Helsing persists in making claims without any basis, he will only become a new example to the example of poor researchers who have become senile in their old age.
But Professor Van Helsing shook his head.
“This guy is different. More than anything… After arduous tracking, I was able to personally find out that he had been staying in the UK for several months and that he was involved in suspicious activities. Have you ever heard of the Red Head Club?”
Holmes smiled as he forcibly covered Watson’s mouth as he tried to shout praise for the Redhead Club with sparkling eyes.
“Now the story gets interesting, Professor Van Helsing. Coincidentally, I personally… “I was looking into what happened at that club.”
