99 – Suicide Club (1)
After finishing the story, Duke Florizel buried his face in his hands and sobbed without realizing it, as if he was feeling the sadness of that time again.
Of course, he did not shed tears openly, but the way he forced himself to hold back his tears further conveyed his sadness over losing his friend.
Watching this, Holmes was able to feel once again that Watson was indeed a good audience member and an emotional friend.
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Watson, who was watching this, also had tears in his eyes and before he knew it, he had taken out a handkerchief and was wiping his eyes.
Of course it was a terrible thing, and it was not something that could simply be heard as a drunkard’s nonsense. However, Holmes had to think rationally and calmly.
When Watson and the Duke were swept away by waves of emotion for a moment, Holmes was able to quickly put the situation in order.
Of course, there was a possibility that the Duke of Florizel exaggerated. In fact, if Holmes had not known of the existence of Mr. Moriarty, he would have thought his story was exaggerated.
However, considering the fact that only he knew and his environment, the situation was likely more serious than he thought.
Immediately Holmes remembered his meeting with Mycroft’s brother. As it was her yesterday, she could vividly recall all the sights to her mind. Because she was even able to recite exactly what conversation she had with her brother.
And there was not a single word there about the tragedy of his friend, Duke Florizel. Of course, there was a possibility that her Mycroft brother had hidden everything from her.
But she was one of those people who knew her brother better than anyone else. Even though Mycroft expressed things vaguely, she was not the type of person to act so calmly and as if she knew nothing.
This meant that what Duke Florizel had experienced, or what the Duke had visited the London police, had not been reported to Mycroft’s brother.
It was also a limitation of Microsoft’s position. Unless someone in the middle distorts or reports the information that reaches him, he will never know.
And this point was not something to be easily overlooked.
‘To what extent has it rotted?’
Holmes couldn’t help but bite her nails without realizing it.
Of course, for reasons of confidentiality, Mycroft did not reveal everything to himself, but it was possible to infer his location.
How far has Mr. Moriarty’s influence stretched? She hadn’t even had a proper confrontation yet, but even she couldn’t estimate the size of the gigantic evil organization he had created.
She was a courageous woman, but for a moment she doubted whether she would be able to reveal his identity.
But that thought could not last long.
It was difficult to tell whether it was helpful or self-indulgent, but Watson shouted at Holmes, who was lost in thought for a moment.
“Holmes! Of course you’re going to help, right?”
“What, Watson?”
No matter how much Holmes thought about it, he had no choice but to ask Watson, who gave the conclusion as if it were obvious.
However, since Watson was a simple creature, he did not even notice such a reaction and immediately declared triumphantly to the depressed Duke of Florizel.
“Don’t worry, Duke! “Holmes and I will help you punish that evil suicide club!”
“Ha… …. Thank you, ladies. But I can’t let you get caught up in the work of those dangerous guys. More than anything…… Someday I will have to confront them to reveal their true nature, but right now, for the first time in my life, I am feeling my limits. Still, thank you for listening to my story seriously.”
“No! Duke, we are not just ladies! Here, Holmes is the brilliant detective, and I am his assistant! Do not worry!”
Of course, Duke Florizel responded with common sense. Anyone would do that.
You wouldn’t seriously think that ordinary-looking ladies could be of any help in confronting such evil people.
Of course, Watson lacked common sense, so this was out of the question.
And the most important point was added by Holmes, who was listening next to him.
“Watson, I’m sorry, but you are not my assistant. “Since when did you consider yourself an assistant?”
“What? Radish… What are you talking about, Holmes? Aren’t we one team? “Of course I’m your assistant. Have you forgotten how we used to control the alleys of London together?”
“Ha, if you want to be my assistant, you have to have at least a similar intellect to me, Watson. Too bad, Watson, you lack intelligence. “There’s so much fat that it’s just too much.”
“You… too bad!”
I couldn’t help but be dissatisfied with Watson, who recklessly tried to decide his own course of action without much consultation.
So, as usual, Holmes had no choice but to correct Watson with a bit of sarcasm.
Watson was such a simple being that he seemed immediately shocked by Holmes’s remark, and with tears in his eyes he looked at Holmes like a child who truly believed his parents’ prank.
Although he hated to admit it, Holmes found himself enjoying Watson’s simple and amusing reactions.
Of course, working with Watson itself had many useful aspects, so I was willing to use him as a temporary assistant.
However, Holmes still had to worry about how to handle this matter.
And then, unconsciously, Watson opened his mouth again.
“That… Still, how could I just ignore this after hearing such terrible things! Help… Are you a beggar, Holmes? “I trust Holmes.”
“There is nothing more unreliable than Watson’s faith.”
“Holmes!”
“Lower your voice, Watson. First of all, I need to organize my thoughts. Oh, please sit down for a moment too.”
Holmes calmed down Watson and closed his eyes for a moment as he subtly gave a command to the Duke, who was about to leave, in an atmosphere that had become awkward thanks to the argument that was not a fight between the two ladies.
In response to Holmes’ remark that seemed like an order that could not be refused, the Duke of Florizel quietly sat down again and turned his gaze to Watson, who, like a dog obeying its master, simply nodded and advised the Duke to wait. .
Holmes’ silence did not last long.
First of all, it was not something I could handle alone, so I stood up and opened my mouth.
“First of all, Your Majesty, I will direct you to someone who is in a position to complain about the matter. “More than anything, you can trust him.”
“Who is that?”
“He is my older brother. Please follow me. Watson, you follow me too. “Please leave some crumbs on the plate. Is there still room to fit in after eating like that?”
“That… “I just looked!”
When Holmes stood up, Watson, who quickly lifted the plate to lick up the remaining sauce on the oyster shell, put it down again in surprise.
Holmes finished calculating and went outside first. It was miraculous that I was able to barely match the money Mycroft gave me. Watson was probably responsible for more than half of the Oyster Bar’s sales that day.
However, the moment he went out and looked for the carriage, he had no choice but to stop. The same was true for Watson and Duke Florizel, who were running after Holmes.
“Would you like to try the cream tart?”
“Yes… “You!”
“Calm down, Duke.”
The man who was clearly in charge of luring people to the suicide club and offering them a taste of the cream tart was standing in front of them as if he had been waiting for them.
Watson was furious as if it were his own business and subtly raised his sleeves as if he was going to knock the man down at any moment, but Holmes stopped him.
It was inefficient.
More than anything, even if they were to catch that villain’s henchman here, they wouldn’t be able to prove anything and would only end up as ex-convicts.
“What’s going on?”
“I would like you to be polite, Holmes. Even though he looks like this, he is your senior. Because I’m from Christchurch. Above all, you are a noble, so change your attitude.”
“Ha, respected senior, why did you wait for this lowly junior? “Do you have something to do with me? If you’re asking me to dance at the ball, I’d rather decline.”
When he sarcastically pretended to be polite, the young man smiled as if he was satisfied and handed a small envelope to Holmes.
“It’s so much better. He’s an invite to the suicide club. I’ve heard your story often from M, so it wouldn’t be a bad idea to meet him at the club. Call me John Clay, Holmes. “I’ll see you again soon.”
The man who identified himself as John Clay handed over his invitation in a mocking manner, then waved his hand and disappeared into the alley.
Watson cautiously stepped forward and opened his mouth.
“Uh… What are you going to do, Holmes? “I guess I should go too, right?”
“Ha, Watson. Going into the enemy’s lair unprepared is something only people like Watson do. I am not a suicidal person. The priority is to take the duke to Mycroft. And… Even the morgue.”
“The morgue?”
