Miss Holmes, the Professor Is Not a Villain

237 – Final Incident (5)

“Wiggins, that woman came out again!”

Tom urgently shouted to Wiggins, who was lying next to him with his eyes closed, as if he were reporting to his superior. Wiggins scratched his head and slowly stood up in annoyance as Tom handed him the telescope. It was now a natural behavior.

Wiggins was a boy wandering the streets with his older sister. But he was fortunate enough to have been hired by Mr. Holmes, and to this day he was working in a series of groups that eventually came to be called the ‘Baker Street Commandos.’

Because his older sister was primarily responsible for reporting to Mr. Holmes, Wiggins naturally rose to a fairly high position within the group. Tom, who immediately reported to him as if he were a superior, was actually older than him, and his size and strength were not comparable, but since he worked under Mr. Holmes, he naturally obeyed him.

Would it be better to just be a soldier like this? Despite feeling the importance and pleasure of his rank, Wiggins shook his head.

I heard that a proper soldier must graduate from a military academy or be a nobleman. It was clear that even if people from the streets like him joined the military, they would literally have a hard life no different from their current life. He had such insight, as he came from the streets and had survived until now without dying on the streets.

Above all, the Marines were not allowed. Wiggins also made it up as a rumor, but he said that sometimes the Marines went around with clubs, beating up street boys and kidnapping them to their boats.

Although he was still doing this boring work, it was all thanks to Mr. Holmes that he was able to make a decent living, unlike the year before or before.

In fact, since Ms. Holmes was a woman, it may have been more correct to call her Miss Holmes. Wiggins may have been from the streets, but he had some common sense.

However, like most commandos, they were naturally calling the lady who was hiring them as Ms. Holmes without even realizing it.

As can be seen from the fact that he treats street children like a small army and that such children follow whatever they are told no matter how much money he gives them, the children, including Wiggins, were implicitly afraid of Mr. Holmes.

She didn’t mean she was a tyrant. Although she was strict at times, she did not lie or delay paying promised money for one reason or another like others did. However, she could not help but feel intimidated at times when facing her teacher Holmes, as if she were encountering her transcendent being, and she could not help but feel nervous without realizing it to ordinary street children.

Wiggins, she had heard her own sister, said that her teacher, Mr. Holmes, was of her fairy descent. I don’t know if that’s true or not, but in that she was terrifyingly beautiful, she definitely seemed closer to the fairy I’d only heard about than to a person.

Besides the fact that she was scary and strict, in fact Miss Holmes was more beautiful than any of the people her Wiggins had ever seen. She was a rare sight for Wiggins, as she wandered the streets begging and faced countless people.

She thought, of course she did. Lately she has been meeting similar people quite often. Miss Watson, who was currently living with Mr. Holmes, was just as beautiful as Mr. Holmes. Of course, she rarely interacted directly with Wiggins or other commandos.

More than anything else, the children subconsciously avoided Miss Watson because they had heard that she was a witch.

And now, Wiggins was looking through the telescope at a woman of equal beauty to those two people.

Miss Sebastian Moran.

Wiggins wondered why she had a male name even though she was a female. But she didn’t bother to ask that question out loud. Being observant was one of her most important qualities in helping her survive.

The young maid seen through the telescope, probably around Mr. Holmes’s age, was clearly a beauty as rare as Mr. Holmes.

However, the wolf ears, which did not belong to humans, growing on top of his head seemed ominous to Wiggins.

Just looking at his appearance, he was someone I would have preferred not to approach. Above all, when Mr. Holmes requested this surveillance work, he also strongly emphasized that we should never approach him.

He must be such a dangerous person.

However, Wiggins could not help but feel a sense of discomfort.

“What are we moving? Wait, carriage? Hey, Tom, when did the carriage come!”

“What? Uh… …. “It’s not really anything to report.”

“Now… Riding a carriage? Suddenly?”

The task requested by Mr. Holmes this time was simple.

Surveilling the mansion of a professor named James Moriarty. The most important thing is to report immediately when the professor who heard that the patient collapsed wakes up or goes outside.

In fact, the maid’s coming and going inside and outside of her mansion was not a matter of particular concern. It was a tedious time of surveillance as she spent most of her time in the mansion nursing her master, but it wasn’t like she didn’t go outside at all.

A few hours ago, when her maid suddenly went out and returned after a while, the two boys ignored it.

Actually, this was a limitation that occurred because the two were young and not proper watchers, but it was different now.

Wiggins caught sight of a maid riding a carriage. And she was strangely holding both her hands full of what appeared to be a very large suitcase. It was large enough for a person to enter.

At that moment, just before climbing into the carriage, her eyes met the maid’s eyes through the telescope, and Wiggins had no choice but to let out a small scream, lower her head, and pretend to hide.

When he checked the mansion again, the carriage had already left.

Tom watched Wiggins carefully from the side, and after thinking for a moment, Wiggins nodded his head and opened his mouth.

The boy on the street instinctively knew that he had to move quickly.

“Let’s report to Professor Holmes. No matter how you look at it, it’s suspicious.”

“Huh? Uh… huh.”

The two boys quickly took out the device provided to them by Mr. Holmes.

Meanwhile, the carriage carrying peonies was suddenly running somewhere. On the outside, it was a carriage driven by an ordinary coachman, and in reality, it was like that.

But inside the carriage, a truly bizarre scene was unfolding.

“Whew, I barely took the first step.”

“Don’t push yourself too hard, master. “Master is still a patient.”

“But even if you have to do it, you have to get out of London, no, England as soon as possible, Moran.”

James Moriarty sighed, gently massaging his joints that were already aching here and there. Literally everything was hard work.

Just a moment ago, he was packed like a corpse in a narrow suitcase. He felt like a corpse.

Of course, Moran moved the bag carefully, but his weak body found it difficult to hold on even for a moment as it was packed like a lump of luggage in the cramped bag.

“It has become weaker. “I really need to exercise now.”

Moriarty had no choice but to mock himself. Because that was actually the case. No matter how healthy he was, it would be difficult for him to be in good shape if he collapsed and was unconscious for several weeks.

But I couldn’t just lament about my situation like this. He checked once again that the white wig that Moran had obtained was attached properly and that his fake beard did not fall off.

It was a sloppy makeup, but if it fooled someone’s eyes even for a moment, it would have achieved its goal. He couldn’t dress up or act perfectly like his student. But if he could create just a moment, just a moment, it would be enough for him.

Next to him, Peony was also watching his owner carefully, having already put on some sloppy makeup.

Actually, Moran didn’t have to wear much makeup. Unlike usual, she hid the wolf’s ears with a hat and forced the wolf’s tail into her skirt.

“Is it uncomfortable?”

“No, master.”

It was a lie. When she was wandering on the streets, she was a peony who was forced to cover her ears and tail because of the gaze of others.

She immediately noticed that even in her first meeting in the East End with Moriarty himself, she was wearing a large hat so that no one noticed that she was a wolf girl.

Since she rarely covered her ears and tail, Peony’s expression was not very bright, as if she was uncomfortable with that awkward feeling.

Of course, Moriarty didn’t really care.

The important thing was for her to get out of London.

Fortunately, it has been smooth so far. Arriving near her station, Moriarty waited inside her carriage and let her Peony out, and after a while Moran had bought the things he had indicated.

“Here, buy this again, Peony. “Third class, two people.”

“… “It takes a bit of a detour, so wouldn’t it be better to go straight?”

“Peony.”

Fortunately, Moran did as she was told. The two spent time in the carriage until just before the train arrived.

Of course, Moriarty was nervous and biting his nails without realizing it, but he couldn’t be conscious of it.

“Excuse me, master.”

I wanted to go outside. However, his weakened body found it difficult to even walk properly. Without waiting for Moriarty’s instructions, Moran hugged him and supported him, almost as if hugging him. He was almost close to picking him up when he got close to the train, but Moriarty didn’t mind.

I had to leave quickly.

Luckily, a little bit of luck was still with me.

Time came, and the British train, which always values rules, slowly began to depart on time.

However, through the sound of the train moving outside, the sounds of people moving around, and the cries of the station staff, someone’s urgent cries began to be heard.

“… Saengnim! Teacher!”

As soon as Moriarty heard the voice, he was involuntarily frightened, but he would not admit it. There was absolutely no sense of madness or obsession in that voice.

But only when he was sure that no one could stop this train as it started to speed up did he quietly stick his head out the window.

He saw his student and Miss Watson spotting him and running towards him, screaming as if chasing prey.

Moriarty laughed at the two people and slowly disappeared from their sight.

But he knew that too. The chase has just begun.