Chapter 155: The Crawling Human (6)
"What are you doing, Mr Adler? Crawl back inside." "Me-Meow."
"Dear me. Cats can't understand human speech and act upon it. And you’re a cat now, aren’t you, Mr Adler?”
While waiting in the lounge of the mansion to meet the professor's fiancée, for the reconstruction of the case, Jane Moriarty played with a certain golden cat she had snatched from Mycrony Holmes.
"... Meow."
"Does that mean you'll keep ignoring me and resist? You'll surely regret it."
She busied herself watching the antics of the dilemma-stricken cat in the confines of her clothes, a smirk on her face. However, her concentration soon shifted, quietly turning her head at the sound of the door opening from behind.
"Are you the guests who came looking for me?"
"... You're quite fortunate."
Noticing the research assistant in front of her, Moriarty murmured as she pushed the struggling cat deeper inside her clothes.