57 – The birth of London’s strongest duo (1)
“Ah! There is a man at Oxford named Professor James Moriarty. Now that I think about it, he’s quite famous…”
Sherlock learned a lot from meeting Moriarty, and among them was acting. Naturally, she had learned not to show her true feelings in most situations, so it was inevitable that Watson had mistaken Sherlock’s retort for a simple question.
Of course, Watson had no choice but to keep her mouth shut. Interrupting her own words, she could not help but be confused by the feast of information that the fairy-like woman in front of her darkly spit out.
“I know. James Moriarty, born May 4, 1841. His hair is a dark brown that could be mistaken for black, and his eyes are dark blue. He stands 6 feet 2 inches tall and weighs just under 144 pounds when last seen. In 1862, when he published his paper on the Binomial Theorem, he was appointed professor at Christ Church College, Oxford, and in 1870, when he published Asteroid Mechanics, he was appointed a tenured professor. Is that right, Miss Watson?”
“Uh… …. Radish… “You seem to know it very well?”
Of course, Watson did not know even half of the information that came out of nowhere.
At the moment, Professor Moriarty’s eye color was so dark blue that he looked different every time he glanced at it, so he couldn’t remember it properly.
Just remembering him as a handsome and cool person was enough for Watson.
Sherlock quietly, but endlessly observed Watson, who was perplexed, and of course did not stop coming up with numerous hypotheses.
Who on earth is this woman who dares to speak of Mr. Moriarty as if she were a close friend?
When that thought occurred to her, she unconsciously bit her teeth so hard that her jaw began to ache a little. But she had to act calm. She was never supposed to look suspicious.
Maybe even the appearance of this stupid-looking goldfish woman was actually her teacher’s plan and gift?
Sherlock had to think about her.
I wasn’t lying when I told Watson that I was helping Phileas Fogg in this grand conspiracy. No matter how much it was her destiny to dedicate her entire life to discovering the man’s true colors and falling into hell with him, she could not turn a blind eye to the false accusation of an innocent person.
Even though it had already been ruined 10 years ago, there was still a faint trace of the detective’s ambition to work for justice in Sherlock’s heart.
More than anything, Phileas Fogg had to be innocent. In these riddles and tests given by the teacher, even Pogue, who was currently most likely to be framed as a criminal, had no chance of being on the evil side.
When it came to teachers, she could confidently say that she knew better than anyone else. No, she and only she was the man’s true understanding and adversary. There was no room for anyone else to intervene.
If I were that person, I would have acted similarly.
That’s how Sherlock could be sure.
Therefore, Phileas Fogg was purely a well-intentioned third party pointed out in the riddle of the villain named Moriarty. Only then will he be able to play games with the detective and ridicule the detective who must protect justice and society.
However, the woman in front of her was not yet.
Then what on earth is it? Could she simply be Mr. Moriarty’s mole, playing the fool to spy on him?
As Sherlock, who had to keep all possibilities in mind, she couldn’t help but think that the hypothesis was quite strong. But no matter how much she looked at it, the more she looked at the woman in front of her, the more the thought that she was a third party who had just happened to get involved kept raising its head in her heart.
She couldn’t help but be even more suspicious because Sherlock himself was an expert in acting and makeup. No matter how she looked at the poor woman in front of her, she only looked like an ordinary goldfish person, except that her hair was a little bad.
If this foolishness that completely deceives even one’s own eyes is all an act, then perhaps the actors in London should immediately prepare to greet the great actor of the century.
When the judgment reached this point, I had to conclude that the Miss Jane Watson in front of me was a passing outsider, even if she was shallow and a little dull.
But Sherlock couldn’t do that willingly. She couldn’t help but be a little surprised herself. Because, irrationally, she didn’t like the woman in front of her one bit.
In fact, the resentment was not directed at Watson, but at Mr. Moriarty, who was beyond Watson.
Sebastian Moran, even though she cried when she came face to face with that bundle of hair, she was able to look at it somehow. As of now, Moran is also likely to be a villain working under Mr. Moriarty.
But she couldn’t understand her relationship with that untrustworthy witch in front of her.
Thanks to you, I have lived my life thinking only about you.
Why didn’t you do that? Wouldn’t we be in a position to destroy each other? I was only faithful to you, only to destroy you, so why?
The reason Sherlock didn’t grab Watson’s hair right away was because she hadn’t lost a shred of reason, and most of all, it was probably because she still found it difficult to face her own irrational feelings.
But I was sure of one thing.
Let’s keep an eye on that woman for now. She could become an enemy, so let’s keep her close and keep an eye on her.
Then what is the way?
It was already out. As she was a simple woman, her methods were also simple. Of course, it was far from ordinary.
“It’s a joke, Miss Watson. Actually, I’ve been attending Christchurch College since this year and taking Professor Moriarty’s lectures.”
So put on a fake smile, reassure the other person, and shake their hand. Fortunately, the simple witch couldn’t completely hide her shocked expression, but she readily took her hand.
“Ah, I see. This… As you may already know, I am Jane Watson. What about that one? “Anyway, why are you doing detective work?”
“Call me Sherlock Holmes, Watson. Detective work… “I can’t tell you everything because it’s too personal, but I’ll just tell you that I came this far to solve a riddle someone gave me.”
“Yes, Holmes.”
It was a truly strange feeling, even for Watson.
Unconsciously, she couldn’t help but be a little wary of her attitude, as if she knew Professor Moriarty well. Because I didn’t want her competition to increase.
But even so, she couldn’t stop feeling a strange sense of familiarity toward the unfamiliar detective in front of her. Because the mind was inherently complicated.
Still, Watson thought it was truly strange. Of course, she was very sociable, so she easily became friends with anyone. In other words, she was only moderately friendly with everyone, but she rarely felt a friendship that truly appealed to her.
But Watson seemed to feel this way for the first time towards this strange man in front of her. She was therefore very strange.
Anyway, Holmes looked at her Watson endlessly and opened her mouth again.
“Anyway, Watson, let me summarize the situation. You don’t want Phileas Fogg to be accused of bank robbery, whether it’s your gambling or your personal relationship, do you? “I agree with that.”
“That… Yes, but… …. No matter what, the police recklessly accused Mr. Fogg of being the criminal-“
“I’m sorry, but the statements of those at the scene are similar to Phileas Fogg’s impressions, and coincidentally, around the same time, he suddenly fled England to make an unusual bet, so idiots will not think so. . Take your pick, Watson. Do you want to go bankrupt, or will you join me in tracking down the real culprit, even though it may involve risk?”
It was bullsh*t that an ordinary person would refuse to even answer. Holmes himself knew this well.
But looking at that foolish witch in front of her, she was strangely confident that it would work. It was as if she had already been hesitant and lost in her thoughts. It was probably good for Holmes himself.
“That… “Is that dangerous?”
“…… I can’t guarantee it’s safe. In the worst case, your life may be in danger—”
“I will do it! I want to! Ah… no… …. I mean! Anyway, Mr. Fogg is my benefactor, so I guess I should help him!”
“… “Okay, let’s do something like that.”
It was as expected.
It was clear that the woman in front of me was stupid, and that she was a thrill-seeker who unnecessarily sought danger. It was clear that she was addicted to the extreme experience of literally going between life and death rather than the goal of winning money because she was addicted to gambling.
Of course, she would never admit this to herself.
But what is important? In fact, Holmes himself could not be said to be normal, even if it were just empty words. It certainly wasn’t a bad idea for him to form a makeshift group of broken people and tackle the mystery unfolding in London.
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“Then let’s go, Watson. “Hurry up and grab what you need and follow me.”
“Uh…. Is the investigation over? “You’re going to keep going like this?”
“I was just going to confirm that Phileas Fogg was not the culprit anyway. More than anything, what we need are the eyes and feet of people who know every corner of this city. Are you ready to mess with the beggars, Watson? “I tell you, it could be very dangerous.”
“Good… ! Oh no, don’t worry! Magic… “I don’t know why, but I can protect my own body.”
Holmes took the lead, shaking his head slightly without Watson knowing, and Watson followed.
The carriage carrying the two ladies began to speed towards the City of London.
In many ways, it was the time when London’s strongest Lady League was born.
