"Were you conducting Dream Divination, or some kind of spirit communication ritual?"
Watching Sherlock Moriarty, who seemed as though he had just woken from a dream, Angel asked coldly.
She had used the Master Key to unlock the door and slipped up to the second floor, intending to seize this lookout and interrogate him properly. Yet she had not expected to encounter Detective Moriarty, who had acted alongside her during the day and said, when they parted, that they would meet again tomorrow to discuss clues.
He had secretly come near this villa late at night, sitting motionless in a chair as if his soul had left his body. He had not even noticed her standing before him for quite some time, clearly having entered some sort of special state.
Had this fellow become overconfident after resolving the matter of being targeted by a Mid Sequence Beyonder? Did he think a newcomer to the mysterious world could deal with Capim and all the Beyonders in his villa alone?
Moriarty, who had opened his eyes and looked over in surprise, finally came back to himself. He pursed his lips, seemingly soothing his startled heart, and only answered after a while:
"I was trying to use Dream Divination to confirm the situation inside Capim's villa." His gaze shifted from Angel to the brightly lit villa outside the window. "I was only here to investigate a little, to prepare for discussing clues more effectively tomorrow."
He looked away? That lie was far too obvious, wasn't it?
Sherlock Moriarty's enthusiasm had clearly gone far beyond merely "investigating a little." Besides, Emily's disappearance and the deaths of the O'Neill family had little to do with him. Why would he take such a huge risk to conduct Dream Divination near Capim's home?
Angel did not believe