65 – Edward Hyde is real (3)
“I will kill you! I will definitely kill you this time! “Kaaa!”
With amazing strength, the sight of Edward Hyde floating in the air as if he could fly up to the second floor with just a light leap of his legs was a menacing sight to anyone.
Moriarty himself was tall enough to be at least a head taller than the average adult male, but in the case of Hyde, anyone could see that he was a huge giant.
In order to kill him, a rough hand was coming towards him for a time that he could not even recognize, twisting his neck like a death row inmate who had just lost his life, and tearing it out.
Although Moriarty’s motor skills were not very good, in the final moment of her life, in the flash of light that everyone saw, everything around her was visible as if her vision was blurring and slowly passing by. Of course, that didn’t mean he could have avoided Hyde’s blow.
It was clearly impossible for Moriarty himself.
If he were an ordinary person, he would probably have felt afraid. Moriarty thought so too. But even at this moment, I felt no emotion whatsoever.
Although he felt it every time, he was almost certain that he had been reborn with the process of feeling certain emotions broken.
The reason he couldn’t overcome his boring daily life and ended up falling into the path of crime, and the reason he was able to spend the last 10 years happily looking forward to the mystery showdown with Sherlock, was all because of this uniqueness.
But I guess it was good.
Hyde, whose hideous face had already become even more distorted with murderous intent towards him, was getting closer and closer. Clearly his attempt wasn’t bad.
James Moriarty was, in a sense, more defenseless than anyone else.
But Moriarty just sat still and watched everything. No, he took a drag on the cigarette in his hand, exhaled the smoke towards Hyde, and calmly watched everything.
– Puck!
“Keck!”
Just as the huge fist was coming to crush his head, a sudden gust of wind blew in front of his nose.
Of course, he already knew that Moran would faithfully protect him, but with his reflex speed, it was difficult to figure out what exactly happened.
I glanced down at my hand holding the thick cigar and noticed that the cigarette had gone out due to the wind pressure. I clicked my tongue, took out a cigar cutter, cut off a bit of the end, and looked towards where Edward Hyde was lying on the floor, being beaten by Moran. I turned it.
“Edward Hyde really existed, this was a bit of a surprise.”
Anthony Tidkin, who was sitting next to me, opened his mouth as if he had finished understanding the situation. His hair was also a mess thanks to Hyde’s untimely attack.
“I was lucky. Coincidentally, I happened to be holding his leash. Still, isn’t it great? “Moran and Porok, the two of you are able to persevere despite putting in so much effort?”
“Indeed… ….”
Tidkin nodded his head in admiration at Moriarty’s words.
In reality, a one-sided beating and suppression was taking place in front of their eyes, but the resistance was persistent.
Some distance away, Porok was burning his fingers as he summoned a rope and helped subdue Hyde by force.
And Edward Hyde, who was lying on the floor, continued to resist and showed no signs of fainting despite the beatings from Moran, who expressionlessly hit him with his fists.
Tidkin, who knew that Fred Forlock was a talented wizard whom M loved, and that the wolf beastman was his secretary, could not help but be purely impressed.
At the moment, the wolf, the infamous M’s limb, was a lesser being born as a so-called half-penny, but now it has long since established itself as a feared being among London’s criminals.
The story of silently carrying out executions with a gun in an unseen place was scary, but after training, her strength and physical strength were such that she could stand up to a proper werewolf, and no one would even think of standing up to that criminal Napoleon. It was something that prevented it.
I don’t know what means she used. However, it seems that her true nature was not able to escape the limitations of being an ordinary human being, and it was not until she was finally kicked in the chin by Peony that Edward Hyde stuck out his tongue and completely fainted.
Still expressionless, Peony shook off her hands and opened her mouth to her master. To those who didn’t know her, her voice was still blunt, like a machine that literally only carried out orders, but Moriarty could tell that she wanted Moran to praise her separately later.
“I knocked you out, master.”
“Yes, you had a hard time. Both of them. Then wake me up again, because there’s someone I need to meet.”
“Yes.”
Hearing Moriarty’s words, Moran silently glanced at Porok. Porok clicked her tongue, as if she didn’t like Moran’s attitude of commanding her, but snapped her fingers as if she had no choice since it was her professor’s order.
While Porok was setting his fingers on fire again, a torrent of cold water poured down on the unconscious Edward Hyde.
When Moran grabbed him by the collar and slapped him several times as he fell to the floor, the man seemed to wake up again with her coughing.
“… “What are you trying to show me, M?”
Tidkin asked, knowing nothing, but knowing that M was not the type of person to do anything for nothing. But even before the professor’s answer, Tidkin had some idea of the reason.
Tidkin couldn’t help but widen his eyes at the bizarre sight before his eyes. As Moriarty’s criminal predecessor, even he, who had been involved in various crimes for decades, had never seen anything like the scene before his eyes.
“This…” This!”
A strange thing unfolded before my eyes.
Smoke slowly flowed out from the body of Edward Hyde, who was a giant that anyone could mistake for a monster, and gradually began to decrease.
It wasn’t just the size of the body. The natural structure of his bones changed, and his face and various parts of his body began to change into the appearance of another person, and when the transformation ended with a small scream of pain, a completely different person was sitting in despair before his eyes.
“You must be Dr. Henry Jekyll.”
Tidkin recognized the man in front of him and muttered.
The middle-aged gentleman was a famous person whose name anyone living in London would have heard of.
Dr. Henry Jekyll.
A man respected in many ways as a renowned researcher, a doctor, a wealthy philanthropist, and a famous socialite was in a most incongruous place.
“It’s been a while since I saw you, Dr. Jekyll.”
“… M! My… Please… Give me medicine! Uh… “Why are you forcing me to do this terrible thing!”
“What are you talking about? You just killed someone earlier? “Isn’t that exactly what you wanted?”
Dr. Henry Jekyll, who did not know Moriarty’s real name, began to beg M. However, due to Moriarty’s continued ridicule, he held his trembling hand and began to shed tears as if he was in despair.
It was a funny sight in many ways.
“My… I didn’t do it, I… Entire! Yes, Hyde, that’s what he did. I’m different.”
“Well, I don’t know. I don’t know if the jury in the court would believe that excuse. Above all, wasn’t Hyde also your alter ego and inner desire?”
As if he felt remorse at Moriarty’s criticism, Henry Jekyll simply lowered his head and trembled. He would certainly enjoy continuing the taunts, but he had some work to do, so he decided to stop for a while.
In many ways, it was fortunate for Moriarty to accidentally learn of the existence of Henry Jekyll and Edward Hyde.
When I first heard Jekyll’s name, he was a little nervous. When he heard that he was conducting research on human nature, he thought it was a waste of budget, and in fact, it was officially announced that the project, in which Oxford University also partially participated, ended without any significant results.
However, soon after the project was completed, rumors reached his ears that an unidentified man called Edward Hyde was wandering the streets of London at night, harassing people, and other minor evil deeds.
When the evil deeds, which were vicious but too trivial for Scotland Yard to take heavy action, continued, contrary to popular rumors, the police denied the existence of the monster, but they knew information about the night in London better than anyone else. Moriarty knew that Edward Hyde was real.
Above all, in his memories of his past life, there was information indicating a link between Henry Jekyll and Edward Hyde, and he was able to immediately meet Henry Jekyll as M.
What happened after that was simple. In order to turn into Henry Jekyll or Edward Hyde, drugs were needed, and Moriarty was able to monopolize the supply of the ingredients.
Naturally, Henry Jekyll became a card that he could one day use, and the day for that purpose had finally come.
Henry Jekyll came to M, who was embarrassed when he suddenly stopped trading materials, and as Edward Hyde, he even participated in today’s Suicide Club event.
Actually, it was surprising that he killed someone now, but considering Jekyll and Hyde’s nature of fearing punishment in the first place, it was not surprising.
But now there is a need to unravel its nature a little.
“I heard that without medicine, Jekyll cannot be completely healthy. Right, doctor?”
“My… please! M, I can do anything I can, money or anything, please give me the ingredients!”
“It’s already going to happen, so you don’t have to worry too much. “For the time being, you can enjoy the London nights as you wish, that is my condition.”
Jekyll hesitated at Moriarty’s suggestion, as if he was afraid when he realized what it meant, but the choice was not something a slave could make.
Tidkin watched this interesting scene and left the suicide club carrying the corpse for the corpse trade.
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After night comes day, and when someone dies, someone else works hard to live.
Watson, who was putting a lot of sandwiches into his mouth to survive, was being nagged by his senior.
“No, damn it! Miss Watson, how many times do I say this! “When guarding a corpse for dissection practice, you shouldn’t eat anything next to the corpse!”
“Ha… but…… “Senior McFarlane, what can I do when I’m hungry?”
