Becoming Professor Moriarty's Probability

Chapter 1: First Encounter

'Is it only this much?'

August Detective Academy, London's largest detective training institute, was established to tackle the bizarre cases that unfolded around the whole world.

'I thought this place would be a bit different than the rest.'

In the midst of delivering her lecture to the freshmen class, Jane, a newly appointed professor, couldn't help but chuckle as she witnessed the incident unfold before her very own eyes.

She deduced, "The method of the crime must have involved the use of poison."

"That's right. His condition seemed bad from some time ago, in fact, so it must have been a slow-acting poison."

Earlier, a male student in her class rose from his seat to answer the professor's question but then... he suddenly collapsed, vomiting blood in the process.

At August Academy, hailed as the sanctuary of detectives, a calamity thus ensued— a 'murder' had taken place on the academy grounds.

Naturally, all aspiring detectives in the class would be drawn to such a big case.

"The motive for the crime... could it be a love affair?"

"Well, he's London's greatest scoundrel and scumbag after all. There must be plenty of people out to kill him."

Seeing the lifeless body of the student, the atmosphere grew increasingly serious, with aspiring detectives attempting to piece together the puzzle pieces to solve the crime and figure out the identity of the killer.

Yet, the professor, with an apathetic expression on her face from start to finish, quietly averted her gaze from this scene and muttered to herself.

'I never thought that they won't be able to find the culprit even when I am right in front of them.'

Indeed, the culprit behind this case was none other than the professor herself.

'There are so many detectives, how come no one noticed?'

Across Europe, nowhere else harbored more detectives than London— the place where the prestigious academy is located.

Therefore, she firmly believed that someone would notice and uncover her crimes in this haven of detectives. If not, then, she surmised that she might at least encounter a promising detective.

At least a single person.

However, her expectations had been shattered, already making her lose all hope in this gathering bunch of detectives after a year at the academy.

Boldly and unscrupulously, she committed the blatant murder right in the heart of the detectives' camp.

Yet, the aspiring detectives, the so-called investigators, failed to connect the dots— utterly oblivious to their proximity to the victim.

For someone who had been disappointed with these detectives for a year already, their ineptitude in this murder case had been the final straw.

"I'll have to hand in my resignation today," she concluded thus.

There was no point in staying in this place any longer, knowing that these substandard students were meant to become future detectives.

Calmly withdrawing her gaze from the scene of the crime that she enacted with her own hands, the professor started collecting the documents and organizing her thoughts.

Seemingly, there was no one in this academy who could quench her thirst for a challenge.

It was unlikely that such a person existed anywhere else in the world.