Miss Holmes, the Professor Is Not a Villain - Miss Holmes, the Professor Is Not a Villain chapter 130

130 – But then Holmes burst in (3)

‘Is this okay? Actually… ‘Isn’t it a crime?’

Jane Watson was worried inwardly, unable to hide her nervousness. She might have scoffed that if her friend Holmes had used mind reading to read her thoughts, she would have realized too late.

What they were doing, and what they might be doing, was clearly illegal and something Mycroft Holmes would have been scolded for if he had known.

But at the same time, a certain joy dispelled Watson’s fears.

‘New… Now that I think about it, going to jail is…… Maybe it’s not that bad? Wealth… Apparently, there is a prison near London where only female prisoners go! That… Then your life will really end! ‘I’m sorry, father, doctor, I might not be able to do it!’

If Holmes had known him, he might have laughed at this idea, calling it stupid and self-destructive, worse than a goldfish.

However, her friend and business partner happened to be focused on interrogating Charles Augustus Milverton, so she had no time to turn her attention to Watson.

While Holmes was interrogating the ‘villain’ who was tormenting Professor Moriarty, Watson continued to let her imagination run wild, unable to hide her excitement.

‘Boo… You will definitely suffer from being whipped, right? It’s worse than I thought……. Wait a minute, that… So what about horse racing? Go… Inside the cell… You can do horse racing, right? Yes?’

However, when Jane Watson’s thoughts continued to her practical problems, she was able to understand the terrible situation she was in.

No matter what she did, she couldn’t give up her life of checking the newspaper every morning and betting on the horse with the highest odds to win this time.

But what can she do right now? Wasn’t she caught up in the tricks of an evil friend, and ended up working for Professor Moriarty at the office where he and Holmes were publishing a magazine whose name I had never heard of?

Of course, Watson’s thoughts could be said to be worse than a goldfish, as Holmes put it.

If they were going to go to jail for minor violence, both women would have been taken to a women’s prison near London.

Unfortunately for Watson, who has a memory like a goldfish, he can’t remember the little things like giving physical therapy to numerous back alley thugs since meeting Holmes, or recently storming Tidkin’s mansion and beating him to death. I couldn’t.

Naturally, perhaps due to human survival instinct, Watson had to figure out a way to avoid going to prison.

‘New… Now that I think about it, shouldn’t Professor Moriarty be responsible? That… Right? Yeah, I’m not asking too much. Radish… Of course, I didn’t want to help Professor Moriarty because I wanted this kind of reward, but…… But there’s nothing you can do about it, right? My… If I don’t want to go to jail… I have no choice but to have Professor Moriarty accept me as her wife…… ‘It’s common sense, right?’

At some point, Watson’s happy plan omitted the fact that his friend Holmes was also doing this. No, considering the quality of the crime, the main culprit, Holmes, might be more dangerous.

Of course, he never turned away his friend because of his love. It was simply because of his natural trust in his friend. He naturally trusts that even if he goes to prison, Holmes will somehow be able to get out.

But surprisingly, Watson immediately realized the flaw in his plan. Thanks to this, he was able to perfect his plan even more.

‘Just because you’re married doesn’t mean you won’t go to jail, right? That… then… …. Yes, I had no choice… …. Of course, the professor will take responsibility and marry you……. Have a child first……. ‘If you’re pregnant, you don’t go to jail, right?’

“Watson, what stupid idea are you thinking again? Come quickly and help!”

“Huh? Uh… “Uh, okay!”

However, Watson’s perfect plan soon disappeared like a mirage. Seeing his friend standing there in a daze, Holmes shouted, and only then did Watson, free from his thoughts, move to help his friend.

Unfortunately, even in the moments of happy imagination, Watson had a memory comparable to that of a goldfish and soon disappeared.

Instead, Watson focused on the half-regretful reminder of why he had become involved in this raid.

For Jane Watson, her lady, Sherlock Holmes, was a friend with whom she became surprisingly close during their short meeting, like an old friend, and who, for better or worse, would probably continue unless someone disappeared in an unexpected accident.

Thanks to Holmes, she was involved in strange events and sometimes fell into danger together. She also became involved with the Suicide Club and had the experience of chasing down a strange assailant together.

It was truly amazing.

Ever since she realized she was a witch, she has always been reluctant to use magic, and she can count the number of times she has used magic on her hands.

However, since meeting this friend, she has already used magic twice without hesitation.

In the first case, of course, it was to save Professor Moriarty, whom Watson himself had feelings for, but in the second case, it was to help Holmes’ investigation.

It was definitely surprising for Watson to use magic, which he had been reluctant to do due to the fear of losing his memories, possibly losing his truly precious memories and himself.

Therefore, Watson was heartbroken by his friend’s tragedy as if it were his own. Watson also cried when he heard the news that Holmes’ older brother had been kidnapped and found with one leg cut off by someone malicious.

That’s why I had no choice but to be cautious while welcoming a friend I met again after a long time.

Although Holmes always ridiculed Watson in a friendly way, Watson himself was actually sociable, unlike Holmes, and had the intelligence to pay attention to other people’s sensitive matters.

More than anything, the mood of the friend I met after a long time had changed a little. He didn’t feel like he was a different person.

But at that moment, he couldn’t help but feel a little afraid without realizing it. Because my friend’s eyes were colder and more ruthless than usual.

Watson, who is very sociable, made an effort to say hello.

“Oh… It’s been a while, Holmes. Ruler… “How have you been?”

“Watson.”

“Huh… …. Eww… huh? Why… “Why?”

“Have you ever heard of a man named Charles Augustus Milverton?”

I became nervous without realizing it because my friend reacted coldly and suddenly stopped talking. Even when an unfamiliar name was mentioned that he had never heard before, he had to shake his head nervously.

By any chance, he is a person who should have common sense by Holmes standards, but did he make a mistake? Will I mock myself again? This time, instead of just verbally sarcastic, I might even slap you.

Then, I think it might be a little okay.

Holmes raised the corners of his mouth ever so slightly and began to explain as if he was boasting about his knowledge to Watson, who was momentarily thinking about complex thoughts.

Then Watson felt a little relieved. Even though he looked sharper than usual, I could tell that Holmes was still Holmes.

Even Watson could already tell that he enjoyed talking to himself because he always responded well.

“Really? Well, he’s a difficult person to get to know.”

“What kind of person is he?”

“He’s a charlatan. “He is a vicious charlatan in many ways.”

“A charlatan?”

Holmes was unknowingly satisfied with Watson’s retorts more frequently than usual and continued his explanation triumphantly.

“Yes, a very vicious charlatan. Watson, you know better. My brother who passed away… He grew up wealthy before he started doing some inappropriate things? Naturally, there would have been many maids and servants in the house, right?”

“Huh? Uh… …. That… That’s right, just the maid… As I remember, there were 20 people. I can still remember all the names, Sally… Anne-“

“There is no need for a name. What’s important is that these people are likely to know or access their owners’ private secrets even if they don’t want to. And Milverton is a pioneer in designing a new business targeting these people.”

In the meantime, Holmes explained Charles Augustus Milverton’s ‘business’ step by step in a way that even Watson and the monkey could understand, and when Watson understood this, he became angry as if it were his own.

“Uh… How has someone like that not been caught yet? “This doesn’t make sense!”

“… Watson, use common sense. Do high-ranking people really want to go through the trouble of doing something like that?”

Watson’s question was common sense, but it was far from the common sense of high-ranking people.

Of course, it was something that Holmes himself half sympathized with. In fact, it was not that he could not punish Milverton by law. Because what he was doing right now was blackmail and threats.

But who would want to drag Milverton to court? Naturally, Milverton was able to survive as an open charlatan.

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The first time Holmes learned about him was through Mycroft’s brother’s collection of personal information.

But that wasn’t the important point.

“Coincidentally, Professor Moriarty recently… “You seem to be suffering from this Milverton, Watson.”

“What? West… Could it be that Professor Moriarty was secretly married? My… “I was aiming for the seat next to you!”

“Watson, don’t talk nonsense and just listen.”

Holmes continued his explanation with a straight face despite Watson’s foolish words.