Moriarty the Patriot (憂国のモリアーティ)

To what end? Why create such an elaborate plan?

You're a man who seeks mysteries.

As such, the answer is a matter of course.

You want to know who it is that can create the ultimate mystery, don't you?

So, shoot me! Do that, and you'll--

The mist is hiding the sin

I hold in my hand the LIST of judgment

I'm gonna do the perfect crime and bury them in a cist

That's my DYING WISH for you

Guys of the privileged class torment the weak

And they enjoy it

That's a bloody world, an endlessly discriminatory society (dystopia)

Happiness does not bloom here

We are oppressed

We must do something. Come on

Let the end begin

Break it to relieve your soul

Open your eyes. You'll be reborn when you lose your life

We're lords of crime. We're sacrifice for ideals

Freedom lives forever, even if we die

The Two Detectives Act 1

Thanks to the papers splashing the news that Sherlock had caught Drebber's true killer,

his renown as a detective leapt to prominence.

Ever since, we have had many visitors here at 221B Baker Street,

and Sherlock has solved each case they brought to him, one after another.

However, whilst his fame as a detective has risen,

I have found him looking glum and brooding more and more frequently.

This is so dreary.

How did things end up this way?

The riddles that you seek keep coming to you nonstop.

I should think you have nothing to complain about.

These sorts of banal mysteries are not what I seek!

Banal?

I want to solve a much bigger mystery.

The one who left my name at a crime scene

and dared me to solve the mystery of Drebber's murder--

The mastermind whom the true killer, Hope, referred to as his benefactor.

I want to reveal who that is and what objective they hold.

Sherlock...

Leave me to myself for a while.

All right.

I have heard stories about your exploits, Inspector Lestrade.

Oh! Please remain still!

During the case on the Noahtic , there was a mastermind who set up Enders.

And Drebber's killer, Hope, had someone who carefully planned out the crime for him.

Sherlock Holmes...

I've heard about you.

Would you care to make a deal with me?

If you accept my proposal, I'll let you in on a secret.

About the one who plotted out Drebber's murder from start to finish,

and even directed me as to how to pull it off--my benefactor.

My benefactor holds you in high esteem.

Enough to leave your name at the scene-- to see if you can solve the case.

Yes, indeed. My benefactor truly is amazing.

When I arrived at Drebber's mansion at the appointed time,

the door opened as if by magic, and there was not a soul around to interfere.

A true criminal genius.

Someone like that wanted to test me. But to what end, exactly?

What if...? What if, at that moment...?

Yeah... What if, at that moment, I...?

John, what's happening?!

I don't know! Suddenly I heard gunfire!

Sherlock!

Was that your doing just now?

What was that?! Is everyone all right?!

Oh, Sherlock was just...

Holmes, were you the one who was shooting?

Yeah, to get you to come up here.

I know that when you're off-duty at this hour, you're getting a trim from the nearby barber.

Then just come and get me like a normal person!

Lestrade...

Tell me if there have been any cases recently where aristocrats have died.

Aristocrats? Why do you ask?

Just tell me! Have there been any, or not?

Now that I no longer have a line on this fellow,

I have no choice but to grasp at any possibility, no matter how slim.

Now that you mention it,

I heard that the Viscount of Redshire passed away on a lakefront in York.

Tell me everything.

As I recall, he wrote a note saying he was going for a walk late at night,

then proceeded to collapse at the nearby lakefront.

He had a chronic illness and there was nothing criminal in nature,

so his death was attributed to his illness.

Now that I've told you, what do you intend to do?

We're going to go there and investigate.

Investigate? Investigate what?

Isn't that obvious? Whether or not his death was a murder.

Wh-What?!

For Heaven's sake, when you said you wanted to re-examine Lord Redshire's death,

I half-suspected that there were some new facts about the case.

Is this it?

When the viscount left his mansion for his walk that evening, where was his body later found?

Let's see, as I recall, it was at the base of a conspicuous oak tree.

It has been several days since the body was found.

I rather suspect there aren't any clues left to be found.

Mind your own business and keep quiet!

The train bound for London will be leaving from Platform 3 momentarily!

All passengers, please board as quickly as possible!

Damn, I came all the way to York for this.

He really did die of his illness, and this was all for naught!

Holmes, it looks like you bet on the wrong horse this time--

I-I'm going to go buy a newspaper.

I'll come have a drink with you in the restaurant car later.

Very well, we'll see you then.

Honestly, to hell with your death by illness. Get yourself killed, seriously.

Sherlock, you're acting like a child.

You have to stop acting so frustrated just because things didn't go your way.

Damn, I'm out of matches.

John, match.

You smoke too much. Doing everything to excess is bad for your health.

You should quit, already.

Leave it alone and just give me one! I know you have some!

How can you speak to me like that?! Don't you know how to ask nicely?!

Huh?! You are useless, you know that?!

Useless, am I?

You know, you're partly to blame for me being so upset in the first place!

How do you figure that?!

Why did you stop me when you did?

When I did what? Do you mean when we had Hope cornered?

Yeah, that's right!

Are you saying that if I hadn't stopped you, you would have shot him?

I should have shot him when I could. If I had...

Sherlock!

It's what he wanted, too!

If I had killed him back there, I would have been one step closer to a huge mystery!

I am profoundly disappointed in you.

I had no idea you were such a worthless scoundrel.

Huh?

If you wish to become a murderer, do it without me.

Go ahead and pursue your beloved mysteries, or whatever else you like.