Becoming Professor Moriarty’s Probability

"Hey, how can you say that so loudly here?" "What?"

"W-What if someone hears us...? This is an incredibly sensitive issue..."

Charlotte’s piercing statement startled the client, eyes opening wide in a comical fashion, and he hastily began to whisper in a lowered voice.

"This is the mansion's yard. And I believe you, yourself mentioned that your mother crawls around like a dog every night, not to mention, my voice isn’t loud enough for it to echo all the way to the street."

"P-P-Please, keep your voice down... The voice carries inside surprisingly well from the front door..."

"... As I thought, you've kept the commission of this case a secret from your mother, haven’t you? And here I was hoping to seek her cooperation too."

At Charlotte's sharp question, the client couldn’t help but stutter for a moment.

"Y-You can't do that..."

"Why not?"