Chapter 558: Charming villains can only exist in the second dimension
Conan was betting that Colonel Moran would not dare to be disrespectful to Professor Moriarty in the slightest. He was holding the bottle high and would drop the bottle and run away if something went wrong.
Fukasui Hinata also successfully saw the name of the wine on the bottle.
His expression changed, and just as he was about to say something, the door was pushed open from the outside.
An old man stood at the door, his top hat pulled down so that his face could not be seen clearly, but judging from his slow movements and slightly bent figure, he was already quite old.
"Lord Moriarty wants to see you." He seemed to ignore Colonel Moran, but the latter did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.
"Okay." Conan stood up from the threatening posture and jumped off the table, but he protected the wine well from being damaged.
Fukasui Hinata walked up to him and stretched out his hand: "Take it for me."
"Huh?" Conan was confused for a moment, but still handed the bottle to Fukasui Hinata.
Different from Conan's action of holding the mouth of the bottle, Fukasui Hinata directly took the bottle and held it tightly with his palms. Because of his small hands, it was obviously easier to break it if he held it this way, but Fukasui Hinata did not change his posture.
He dragged the bottom of the bottle with his left hand and held the body of the bottle with his right hand. He followed Conan and held the bottle of wine in front of his chest.
Looking at his current state, Haiyuan Ai always felt a sense of disharmony.
There was a carriage parked outside the door, and there was a man sitting in the carriage. He also lowered his hat so that his face could not be seen clearly.
"Give me back the bottle of wine," the man said.
Fukasui Hinata handed out the wine, and the old man who had led the way earlier reached out to take it. Because the distance was too close, Fukasui Hinata looked up and saw his face.
He was lost for a moment.
The man on the carriage spoke again, "So, kids, what do you want from me?"
Conan rolled his eyes: "Are you Professor Moriarty?"
"Exactly," he said.
Conan looked at the old man standing on the side of the carriage who had just put down the red wine. He said in a tone that seemed to have seen through everything: "Is this a test set by Professor Moriarty for us?"
"oh?"
Conan looked at the people on the carriage: "You are not Professor Moriarty at all. The real Professor Moriarty is the person next to you."
He revealed the true identity of Moriarty from Colonel Moran's unusually respectful tone when he entered, and the smell of cologne he smelled when he came out.
The people in the carriage took off their hats and came out, while Moriarty, who played the coachman, lowered his head and asked again: "So what do you want to see me for?"
Conan said: "Jack the Ripper was placed on the streets of London by the professor in order to turn London into a city of terror, right? We are now tracking down his affairs."
Directly asking the man behind the scenes to investigate him does not seem to be the level that Edogawa Conan should be.
"Yes... and no." Professor Moriarty said, "Although I rescued him from the slums and trained him step by step to become a killer, he has now escaped my control."
"Do you want to investigate Jack the Ripper? Then I can assist you."
"Assist?" Several people looked at each other.
"Although he is out of control, as long as I give him an order to kill, he will still obey." Moriarty's expression remained the same, as if the word "kill" came out of his mouth as easily as eating.
"But I have conditions."
Conan felt a little relieved now. He didn't believe that Moriarty would be kind enough to help them unconditionally capture Jack the Ripper, who was considered to be one of his men.
"Please speak." He was ready.
"I want you to use him in exchange for issuing this order." Moriarty pointed to a place, and everyone looked in the direction he pointed. Conan frowned slightly.
"Me." Fukasui Hinata pointed at himself.
"How about I take him away?" Moriarty said with a smile.
"This..." Conan was a little confused. What's the plot? "I would like to ask, the reason why you want to take away our companions is...?"
"Because he will be a better training target than Jack the Ripper." Moriarty didn't mind telling them: "You have to take away the life of one of my subordinates and pay for another of my subordinates. This is a good deal."
Conan gritted his teeth: "I'm sorry, we can't agree to give up our companions..."
"Can."
"Hinhei-kun?"
Fukasui Hinata remained expressionless. He looked up at Moriarty and said slowly: "I can go with you."
Haihara Ai pulled him: "You forgot, you will be out if you are injured or captured by the enemy police."
"I haven't forgotten." Fukasui Hinata said, "I just took the initiative to explore the enemy's situation. It shouldn't be considered that I was captured."
He explained it to everyone, but more importantly, he explained it to the referee of this game, Noah's Ark.
"Don't worry." Fukasui Hinata softened his tone, "I'll come back to you later."
"Okay." Hui Yuan Ai let go of his hand and watched him get on the carriage. The carriage drove slowly past everyone's eyes and soon disappeared around the corner of the street.
"Glasses, what should we do now?" Morohoshi Hideki looked a little unnatural. Just now, he rushed in rashly and alerted Colonel Moran, which led to the loss of their group.
"Wait." At this point, Conan had no good solution. He could only wait for Moriarty to issue an order to Jack the Ripper before he could take the next step.
Moriarty said that he would put the order in tomorrow's morning report, and they could have a good rest tonight.
Having said that... they didn't have any money with them, so it seemed they could only find a place to stay for one night.
Early the next morning, Conan woke up first. He held a photo and kept comparing the positions.
Yesterday, at his strong request, they walked back to Whitechapel and stayed there for one night. He told the others that the accommodation here was free and they would not be disturbed, but in fact he just wanted to come and see the second person.
Victim, Honey Charlest, scene of the first crime.
Since some time had passed since the incident, Conan did not find any clues on the ground. Instead, he found a notice on the wall of the main entrance of Whitechapel.
"...We will also hold a parent-child charity auction on the second Saturday in October..."
Second Saturday?
Conan couldn't help but think of Honey's death time, which was also the second Saturday in September.
Is there any connection between the two?
Conan thought as he went to meet everyone at the place he had agreed on in advance, fooled them with the excuse of adventure, and then bought a newspaper from the newsboy.
"...here." Conan pointed to a place, "Go clean the stage of the opera house tonight, M's message to J."
"M is for J, and Moriarty is for Jack the Ripper." Haihara Ai yawned with a calm expression.
She had been looking like this since last night, and Conan was not surprised. He quickly flipped through two pages, and sure enough, he saw another report about the opera house.
"Triumph Performance, Icon of the Warsaw Royal Family, Irene Adler."
Conan is not unfamiliar with the name Irene Adler, which is why he is so angry at Moriarty at this moment - this guy is so hateful, he listed the only woman who has defeated Sherlock Holmes as an assassination target.
This order was given so easily and casually.
Sure enough, it would be better for the charming villains in the book not to exist in reality.
The time soon came to night, and now even Conan felt that Fukasui Hinata's inference was reasonable. The outside world could not wait for them to play a day and night game.