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Chapter 947 You are Sherlock Holmes!

Conan looked at the closed door, rubbed his ears that were buzzing from the clerk's loud voice, and sighed sadly.

"..." At times like this, I really miss Jiang Xia's inexplicable talent for affability. Although his neighbor often accidentally reveals his cruel side, at least he looks like a good person. And it's not easy to be close to an adult.

Being rejected by the person I was talking to... Tsk, damn Noah, he just took Jiang Xia away if he couldn't defeat him. He really didn't have martial ethics. He even blamed the game manufacturer.

The plan to knock Easter eggs failed miserably.

Conan retreated to the alley in a subtle mood, joined the players, then raised his head again and looked at the window of the cafe.

After seeing it clearly, he was slightly startled.

——The young man with Asian face is no longer there, and I don’t know when he disappeared.

"When you were thrown out just now, the man seemed to have finished the wine in the glass, then handed the glass to the waiter and left from the window."

Although Haibara Ai doesn't play games often either, she is at least better than Conan.

She tried to use game thinking to speculate on the current situation: "Maybe it's not time to find a 'helper' yet. Key figures always appear at critical moments. We don't know anything about the main plot of the game now, so it's normal not to see a helper."

..

"In addition, there is a more possible reason——

"This is indeed one of the opportunities to contact helpers. It's a pity that you chose the wrong method, so they left - it is said that the more talented people are, the colder they are. Xuande during the Three Kingdoms period only met Kong Ming after visiting the thatched cottage three times.

…”

As Hui Yuan Ai spoke, he accepted this setting and nodded secretly.

——If this is the case, this game seems to have a bit of weight and educational significance, and is more interesting than solving crimes and arresting people as she imagined.

Conan interrupted her conjecture shamelessly:

"No, the situation must be the first one - it's not yet time to get in touch with the mysterious helper.

"He probably just came out for a formality to pave the way for his appearance. Otherwise, I can't climb along the wall to the second floor, and then climb through the window to find him... In addition, maybe he is just a simple passerby, part of the scenery.

a part of."

"Impossible!" Suzuki Sonoko and Yoshida Ayumi suddenly spoke up, interrupting him in unison, with a firm tone, "His sophistication is not at the same level as passers-by."

Conan: "...Who says that handsome people can't be passers-by." Maybe game companies just like to break the rules...



While chatting, several people occasionally looked at the door of the coffee shop, trying to see if the "suspected mysterious helper" would come out on his own after leaving his seat.

But, before that.

With the sharp sound of police whistles, several policemen separated from the chaotic crowd of onlookers and ran in quickly. They stopped the car next to the body and lowered their heads to check.

Conan looked at the people who were hiding from the police and seemed a little afraid of them.

Then I looked at the coffee shop next to me, and suddenly I had an idea.

After a while, Conan trotted to the police, trying to use these tools delivered to the door to break through the fierce defense of the coffee shop clerk:

"Uncle policeman, I just picked up a coffee cup that was dropped by an unknown person next to the body. The mark on the cup is exactly the same as that of the coffee shop next to it. If you go in and ask about the situation, maybe you can..."

"Go away! What trouble is this little brat doing!" The policeman waved his hand at him and said disdainfully, "'Jack the Ripper' specially brought a cup of coffee when he committed the crime? Then after he finished killing the people, he threw the cup away?——

Ridiculous, this is not your house game."

Conan failed to talk to him again: "..."

……Why it came out like this.

Is it possible that in this world, players cannot ask passers-by or the police for help?

"..." I miss Officer Takagi so much. Memu Police Department is fine too...



Conan's second attempt to "enter the coffee shop and contact the mysterious person in the coffee shop" failed again.

He frowned and walked back to the alley, trying his best to ignore the complicated looks of several naughty children saying "Conan is really not good at playing games" and thinking about what to do next.

At this time, another policeman approached, and the two policemen next to the body shouted to the new colleague: "Hurry up and contact Redtrees Police Department - 'Jack the Ripper' has appeared again! Such filth

The bloody technique is unmistakable, it must be that devil!"

"Redtrees Police Department!?" Conan was shocked, "Isn't this a fictional character in "Sherlock Holmes"? Could it be that this so-called 'London at the end of the nineteenth century' is not entirely real history, but a version of real history?"

The 'Jack the Ripper' in the novel is mixed with the 'Sherlock Holmes' in the novel?"

Mao Lilan nodded thoughtfully. Although she was not a fan of detectives, Kudo Shinichi had once caught him talking about Sherlock Holmes.

Mao Lilan's knowledge reserve in this area has become quite rich as a result: "I seem to have heard the saying 'If Jack the Ripper represents the darkness of this era, then Sherlock Holmes is the light of the era'..."

"Yes, our helper is probably actually Sherlock Holmes! Otherwise, there is no need for the designer to mix real history and novels, and add the character of 'Holmes' when arresting 'Jack the Ripper'."

As a senior Sherlock Holmes fan, Conan's eyes lit up, "Let me just say, the guy upstairs just now was probably just a passerby..."

As I talked, I felt that the other party's appearance, aura, and even the behavior of "immediately noticing the player" were not related to "passers-by".

In order to avoid being slapped in the face in the future, he cleared his throat again and secretly added: "...or the villain. Of course, it could also be the Sherlock Holmes after the magic transformation!"

Conan's words are quite confident.

——Because his father helped design this copy.

Kudo Yusaku, on the surface, is a serious writer, but in fact, he may have been infected by Kudo Yukiko. His desire to make pranks and change demons is not less than others - changing Sherlock Holmes into some "mysterious Asian high school"

A character like "生"... is not impossible.

"Anyway, since there is Sherlock Holmes in this world, let's go to 221 Baker Street first."

Conan tried hard to suppress the excitement in his heart, his mental state was like a vodka who was about to meet the Earth Lady Group.

The tomboy said solemnly and calmly: "Even if the mysterious man is the reformed Sherlock Holmes, he will definitely not stay away from home day and night. We should wait at his house and we should be able to wait - or we can ask the landlord or him

Friends, after confirming his appearance, then search for him in a targeted manner."


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