Miss Holmes, the Professor Is Not a Villain

238 – Final Incident (6)

“I… Did you really miss it? Uh… What should I do, Holmes? Home…… Increase? Uh… …. “Hey!”

Jane Watson could only mumble helplessly as she looked at the traces left behind by the missing train, the smoke indicating that the train carrying James Moriarty had just been there.

He felt himself running out of breath after running so frantically, and his heart was beating more violently than usual, which felt like a vibration. Above all, he was mentally exhausted. Because he had lost Professor James Moriarty right before his eyes.

Jane Watson was not a police officer, but she was able to learn what it feels like to be an officer who fails to apprehend a criminal right before his eyes. Watson had no choice but to open his mouth as he belatedly took a deep breath.

Suddenly, a boy from the Baker Street Special Forces hired by Holmes contacted him, and Holmes literally began to move frantically. Watson himself was spending most of his time with Holmes, so he had no choice but to blindly chase after Holmes without even knowing what was going on.

Watson, who could only hear the proper explanation inside the carriage, couldn’t help but be shocked. Of course, it wasn’t as good as Holmes.

Holmes was literally acting like a half-mad person. Watson thought it was a miracle that there was no carriage accident on the way here.

Holmes urged the coachman more urgently than usual, gave him 10 pounds as a bonus, and shouted like a madman to run in reverse.

The coachman’s skill was definitely amazing. Even though he received an extra 10 pounds, the coachman lived up to Holmes’ expectations and started racing through the center of London faster than anyone else. He was clearly an excellent driver.

But it all ended in vain. At least that was the case with Watson right now. Since Watson was his partner, he had no choice but to secretly ask Holmes, who would decide everything.

Only then was Watson able to look at Holmes’s expression, but he was so horrified that he had to let out a small, unsightly scream.

Fortunately, Holmes did not notice Watson’s own foolish scream. It was strange that someone as sharp as Holmes should not have noticed the scream coming from right next to him, but it was true.

Even though Watson didn’t necessarily want to know the reason, he couldn’t help but know the moment he saw Holmes’ cold expression.

Often, when Holmes looked at Watson coldly, he would shrink without realizing it. This was not because Watson was timid or particularly weak towards Holmes. Watson was confident that no matter how strong a man he was, he would instinctively shrink when faced with Holmes’ truly cold glare.

Holmes’ current expression was so frightening that such a cool-headed gaze would have seemed cute. Watson couldn’t describe the expression exactly. Even if I tried to record this memory in the future, I would not be able to describe that unfamiliar, meaningless, and fearful expression.

He was coldly glaring as if he was following Mr. Moriarty’s traces, but at the same time, there was no smile. It was almost expressionless, but it was more like the smile of someone who had become overly rational due to excessive anger.

What Watson feared more than anything was Holmes’ sparkling red eyes. Holmes’ pupils usually glowed ominously red, perhaps due to magic or drugs. However, because Holmes herself was so beautiful, it seemed like a special charm of hers, like a red jewel.

But now, although the eyes themselves were faint, they were flashing red. And that gaze was like that of a predator stalking prey that was trying to escape.

“Watson.”

“Ugh… huh?”

And contrary to that expression, Holmes’ voice called out to him so calmly, as if inviting him to go for a walk, that he felt very fearful and unfamiliar.

But Holmes continued speaking calmly, as if he had been freed from some shackles and had become at peace.

“Please bring me the train timetable. I guess it’s just the two of us… “I guess I’ll have to go on a trip for a while.”

“Wh… travel? Right now? Ah… no! “I’ll get it quickly!”

While Watson was rushing to get the train timetable, Holmes calmly but quickly began to complete what he had to do.

After writing down instructions to send to Mycroft, I called the special forces who were waiting nearby. And he quickly gave the child additional instructions and then greeted Watson, who returned.

Holmes, who secretly checked the train tickets that Watson gave him, immediately bought two train tickets without further explanation. Watson joined her and kept her silent. He had the foresight to realize that it was better not to resolve the question right away.

At the train station, there were trains leaving for all directions in England, so fortunately, their train also departed before long.

Luckily there were very few other people in their third-class compartment, so it was a good place for the two ladies to talk about the future.

“I’m sorry, Watson. Maybe it will be quite a long trip. You see, we’re talking about Mr. Moriarty and… Yes, Sebastian Moran, I will chase that wolf.”

“Uh… …. Female… I see. What… It’s sudden, but… …. By the way, do you have enough money? “I just brought my wallet, and I only have enough money to go to the racetrack.”

“Mycroft will support us while we go to France. Above all, it is not as bad as the criminal organizations in Europe, but since I work for the government, there are people here and there that Mycroft can use.”

“Anyway… “Is it okay for us to step forward like this?”

That was Watson’s question. Of course, she had been planning to secure Professor Moriarty’s safety from Holmes, so tracking down her professor was not strange.

However, this was limited to the outskirts of London and Oxford. According to Holmes’ original plan, he was planning to wipe out the organizations related to Professor Moriarty in earnest in a day or two, and personally secure the body of the unconscious professor.

But something unexpected happened, and now it was an unexpected situation. Jane Watson couldn’t help but be confused.

In fact, it was the same for Holmes, but he still wondered what to do with his emotions. And there was even some doubt as to whether it was right to pursue it like this.

Holmes slowly opened his mouth as if he understood, and at the same time, as if he had realized and accepted something about her thanks to James Moriarty’s actions. Holmes lowered his voice and whispered, and Watson instinctively knew that he meant to not raise his voice because he was surprised.

Of course, as soon as she heard it, she almost raised her voice without realizing it.

“Watson, if you leave it like this… “The teacher is going to die.”

“What? Ah………. Hmm, what are you talking about? West… Could it be that the professor’s subordinates killed you?”

“I’m not talking about such stupid things, Watson.”

Holmes hesitated for a moment, but then opened his mouth again as if he was resentful of the other person.

“Teacher… Yes, to put it bluntly, you are an immature brat. I’ve never worked with children much, so I’m not an expert, but think about them, Watson. Be stubborn. “He never admits he’s wrong.”

“So? “What does that have to do with the fact that you might die?”

“Watson, you lost. It’s a question of whether or not I get caught like this. Of course, the worst move for Britain and Mycroft is for you to move over to America or Russia and start building a new kingdom with a new identity. “First of all, I reported to Mycroft that we were pursuing him for this reason.”

“Uh… …. “Then, isn’t it?”

“I told you, Watson. He’s a kid who only puts his pride first. The teacher is an arrogant person. That was my weakness, so I was able to push it to this point, but……. But at the same time, for the teacher, all of this is play. It’s a game she must win unconditionally. And coincidentally… We have already experienced it……. No, Watson, to you it’s just a record, but to you, even your own death is just a means to win. “She can throw away as much as she wants to win, or rather, not accept that she lost.”

“Gyo… The professor was going to kill himself? That… That can’t be possible! Above all, peonies, yes, Miss Peonies! Me… “I’m telling you now, Miss Moran probably feels the same way as we do, at least she wouldn’t let her loved one die.”

“Because you can still act however you want. Oh, don’t worry too much. It’ll be okay so far. The teacher will judge based on the results. And…… In my opinion, the teacher is a terrible villain. “I’m sure he’ll try to show it to the end.”

“What… cast?”

“You probably want me to fail, just in the nick of time, without being able to catch the teacher. Something like that… “Because it’s a childish way of not accepting victory.”

There was silence. But Watson was terribly afraid of that silence. Because the friend in front of me seemed to harbor some fearful, dark, and attractive desire.

Although he was afraid that his friend would open his mouth again, Watson was also secretly looking forward to it. Holmes sighed.

“Really… What a terrible villain……. The only thought is to destroy me until the end… Such a bad villain……. If I had been arrested quietly, I might not have crossed the line, Watson. No, I don’t know. In fact, I may have been trying to ignore it out of respect and conscience. But… Because the teacher was wrong…… Now I won’t mind either.”

“What… cast?”

“Watson.”

Holmes smiled.

“Are we going to be together?”

Watson nodded his head. Although he had no idea what Holmes was proposing, he had no choice but to agree.