"Uh-huh-"
Moriarty seemed to have received a huge blow beyond imagination.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Anno poked Moriarty with the hilt of his sword, who was lying on the ground after suffering a huge blow.
"No, it's okay... I just never felt that my identity as an old man was so hateful..."
Moriarty looked sad and angry.
"Damn it Holmes! Why do you act like a young man! And Master, could you please be more tactful next time when you use words to hurt other people?"
Moriarty looks almost dead now.
Fujimaru Ritsuka scratched his head.
"What does it have to do with me? You are obviously too greasy, right?" Holmes looked at his old enemy with contempt.
Moriarty was struck down once again.
"Greasy stuff...that kind of thing, that kind of thing..."
"Okay, Ritsuka, don't worry about that old guy over there, let's talk about the previous topic."
"I went out with Moriarty this time, and we really made some discoveries."
Holmes sat in a chair and puffed on his pipe.
Chapter completed!