55 – 80 Days of Bank Robbery (4)
Meanwhile, unlike James Moriarty, he has a pure heart and is worried about Phileas Fogg’s antics and the rumors that suddenly began to spread about him. Jane Watson was walking towards Mr. Fogg’s mansion without realizing it.
Of course, Mr. Fogg had already long since left home for the bet that had become a hot topic these days in London, and indeed throughout England.
When Watson heard the news, he couldn’t help but be embarrassed. She said, of course, that he had some acquaintance with Mr. Fogg, but not so close that she needed to decide or know first what he was up to.
Still, he couldn’t just ignore the reality that the person who helped him along with Professor Moriarty was the person responsible for a strange bet, and was also secretly suspected of being a suspect in a bank robbery that had recently become a hot topic in England.
No matter how much Watson herself enjoyed gambling as part of her average lady culture, she could not understand Mr. Fogg’s gambling. Originally, this was as natural as drunkards swearing at each other and gamblers criticizing and laughing at each other.
‘What on earth was Mr. Fogg thinking…? ….’
Watson still didn’t know what Phileas Fogg had done in the past or how he became so wealthy. In fact, most of those who knew him were like that.
I only remembered hearing from Professor Moriarty that he probably worked as a sailor.
However, the fact that he was a member of the Reform Club, which is the most famous in London and only a very small number of the upper class can become members, and that he made bets with members of other Reform Clubs, was bound to attract the attention of Londoners.
Above all, the content of the bet was whether it was possible to travel around the world in 80 days, and since Phileas Fogg’s stake was 20,000 pounds, it became a big news story. The amount stolen in the bank robbery that took place a few days ago was about 50,000 pounds, so it was comparable to this.
The reason Watson took the time to go to Mr. Fogg’s mansion without realizing it was out of pure concern for him.
In the first place, there was no way to contact Mr. Fogg right away, enough to leisurely send a message of support. Even though he knew it was useless, he went to Mr. Fogg’s mansion, which he only knew as the address.
He never placed a bet and headed to his mansion just in case. Those who gamble have always relied on false beliefs and superstitions, and Miss Watson could not possibly have had the superstition of a gambling addict, thinking that if she went to Mr. Fogg’s mansion, she would be blessed with good luck.
Maybe.
Of course, Jane Watson also had no choice but to bet on the numerous bets surrounding Mr. Fogg’s challenge.
However, it could not be said that she did this because she was infatuated with her gambling, as all British people who liked her bet participated. From the day after Mr. Fogg’s bet became known, the stakes surrounding the success of the bet began to fluctuate here and there.
The mere fact that she had staked her stake on the success of her helper caused good-natured Watson to feel a little remorse.
But since she had bet all she could on Mr. Fogg’s success from the beginning, she took comfort in this and headed to Mr. Fogg’s mansion, which was quite far away.
Mr. Fogg’s success was by no means due to reverse dividends. Watson could reveal that to anyone, making her blush.
Of course, the day after the betting began, a prominent traveler published a logical editorial in the London Times explaining why traveling around the world in 80 days was impossible, and the tables were turned, with almost everyone betting on failure, but it clearly had nothing to do with Watson. This was a no-brainer.
‘Really… If I lose this time, Mr. Fogg will be finished, but I might be finished too. That… That would be really thrilling, but… Is it really going to end? I had no choice but to borrow money from Professor Moriarty again despite my shame……. This… If you say that you will do anything for this opportunity, and even get engaged, saying that you will repay with your body-‘
With complex emotions, Watson was able to walk and eventually arrive in front of Mr. Fogg’s mansion, where it is said that the old orator Sheridan lived.
Of course, since almost all of the available money was invested in gambling, there was no money to use a carriage.
At first, I simply hoped for Mr. Fogg’s success and took steps to receive good luck so that the reverse dividend would be successful.
However, Watson witnessed someone suspiciously fiddling with the door of Mr. Fogg’s mansion, where no one was supposed to be, and he unknowingly approached the person.
“I… hey? That… Ladies? “This is Mr. Fogg’s mansion?”
At first glance, you could almost mistake him for a man because he was wearing a coat worn by gentlemen. However, when she got closer, I could tell that she was a woman by the unique curves of her face, her face, and her fine hair that fell a little below her shoulders.
Of course, the other person was trying to open the tightly locked gate with a strange iron skewer, without even looking at Watson as he approached him.
‘Do… Are you a thief? Probably not? ‘You’re too proud to say that?’
For a moment, Watson could only stand blankly next to the suspicious woman. Her brazen behavior made me think that she might not actually be a suspicious person, but rather a relative of Mr. Fogg.
Above all else, she couldn’t help but stare at the face of the lady in front of her for a while, who was concentrating on opening the door without realizing it.
‘He is a really pretty person. ‘It’s like a fairy.’
Watson herself was as beautiful as the woman in front of her, but Watson thought so.
Finally, the lock was released with a click, and only then did the fairy-like person glance at Watson, then open the door and go inside as if it were his own house.
Watson, embarrassed, followed behind. It seemed like he really was an acquaintance or relative of Mr. Fogg. In that case, the strange intruder was Watson himself.
Just as she was about to open her mouth to the fairy lady who was panicking and trying to open her door, Watson had no choice but to close her mouth.
– Boom!
I put my finger on the doorknob of the mansion and felt a flash of magical energy, and the door opened with a small explosion sound.
It was a radical action, but what surprised Watson was something else.
“Do… Magic?”
“Why are you so surprised when you too are a witch, Miss Jane Watson?”
“Ah…. Ah… No, that’s not it – wait a minute!”
She was a lady with a pretty voice.
And it was clear that she was an eccentric person. The lady went in, as if she had no intention of hearing Watson’s answer, and Watson quickly followed.
Watching her lady stride past her front door and into her mansion, Watson couldn’t help but ask again in wonder.
“I… witch… Isn’t it true? Why… Why is there no price?”
Only then did she pause for a moment and look straight into her own face at the strange lady. Instead of speaking, she pointed to her own eyes.
At first glance, it was a pretty gray sparkling eye, but Watson was able to notice that the center of it was shining like a burning red.
“Yes… What beautiful eyes! Ah…. Ah… You are an albino. But it’s not as bad as people think, so don’t worry too much about it.”
As befits a low-class tit, you’re smarter than you think.
Holmes sighed, admiring Watson’s foolishness before his eyes, and lowered his evaluation one level further.
“I have fairies among my ancestors, so I don’t need a magic master, Miss Watson. I don’t know if they know this, given their limited knowledge, but they can’t use powerful magic like witches or wizards. Still, shouldn’t a medical student at a prestigious London university have some anthropological knowledge, Watson? “Maybe one of the patients whose ancestors are fairies will come?”
“Ah…. Ah! Ah… I knew it, si… In fact, this is my first time seeing someone so gifted……. Wait. My… What is your name? When did I introduce myself?”
At this point, no matter how dull Watson was, he couldn’t help but notice that the other person already knew him.
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For a moment, fear came over me.
In fact, isn’t that person in front of you really a thief or a suspicious person? So what should you do?
Magic… I still felt anxious about using it, but if it was a simple enough spell to scare away thieves, it would be okay. Above all, since Mr. Fogg was the one who helped him, he wanted to return the favor…….
No, now that I think about it, there was a saw in my bag, so it might be enough to use as a threat-
Sherlock could clearly see what the pathetic woman was thinking, so he sighed and began to explain her step by step.
“You may have tried hard to wash it, but if you are a sensitive person, you can tell that there is a chemical smell coming from that part of your body. He might be a chemistry student. However, although it is subtle, there is still a smell of chemicals used to preserve corpses, and above all, the smell of anesthetic still remains. “Then you must be a medical student.”
“Huh?”
“Above all, there is a saw sticking out of the bag you are carrying, Miss Watson. Have you ever done surgical training? Since I also have fairy blood flowing through me, I can feel the flow of magic power, although it is subtle, and it is very strong. Then of course she must be a witch. If you’re a witch, you can easily get into college. Still, while it is easy for picky universities to be subtly territorial, the University of London accepts quite a few female students with the goal of training female doctors for noble ladies. Then, of course, she must be a medical student attending the University of London and a witch. Isn’t that right, Watson?”
“Wow… …. Yes, don’t… that’s right! But what about my name?”
“I’m afraid she can’t even see under her feet, but she seems to have forgotten that she wears a name badge on her chest.”
“Now… “Don’t play around!”
Looking at the witch in front of her, her calmly telling the truth and her own words covering her breasts as if they were her flirtation, Holmes evaluates her in two stages. I had no choice but to go down further.
She was on the same level as a goldfish.
