That night, at the mansion of Caroline Augustus Milverton...
"Hmm..."
"... What's wrong?"
"It's really strange, you know."
Watson, hiding in the nearby bushes, squinted her eyes and spoke to Adler who was crouching beside her.
"What is?"
"The moment I sent the message, a notification sound rang out in the quiet and secluded coffee house, right?"
"... Not that story again."
Chuckling slightly, Adler replied to Watson; his voice lowered to a whisper.
"Miss Watson, I'm not the only one who can use communication magic. It's practically a basic skill for all mages these days."
"Hmm..."
"The moment you sent your message, a mage nearby could have coincidentally received a message of their own which resulted in you hearing the sound."
However, seeing Watson still gazing at him with half-closed eyes, filled with suspicion and skepticism, Adler couldn't help but sigh and add.
"Besides, you've tried sending messages several times over already, haven't you?"
"... That's true."
"And since then, I haven't even received a single message in this body of mine. So let's put aside these strange misunderstandings already."
After Adler spoke those words and looked intently at Watson, she finally averted her gaze to the side.
"Of course, that couldn't be."
"Why? What were you thinking?"
"Let's just move on. Look ahead."
Hearing her words, Adler turned his head forward and leaked a slight sigh of relief, oddly enough.
"I thought the time had finally come to use this gun again..."
"Erm..."
However, due to the chilling words leaking out of Watson's mouth from beside him, Adler couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, forcing himself to smile to brush off the nervousness he was feeling.
"So, what do you think we should do now?"
"What?"
Suddenly, Watson made a challenging, almost dubious, inquiry, leading Adler to swivel his head hastily toward her; his mind startled and eyes opened wide in shock and needless apprehension.
"Didn't you leave that maid, you've been seducing for the past few days with great effort, behind as we got here? You talked so grandiosely about breaking into Milverton's house, but all we're doing now is loitering around in the bushes outside."
"There's a reason for everything."
"Could you at least explain the reason?"
Hearing her stern inquiry, Adler, with a composed expression, began explaining.
"I got close to the maid to learn about the layout of the mansion and Caroline's daily habits."
"Really?"
"Spending the last few days with her, I've figured out a rough infiltration route and when Caroline usually falls asleep."
"Hmm."
"It was a bonus to find out that once Caroline falls asleep, she doesn't wake up no matter what happens. Which generally leads to the servants having a hard time to rouse her awake."
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