The room wasn't big, but it was fairly clean.
To the left of the entrance is a Victorian-style dressing table with some simple daily necessities on it.
The walls of the room are covered with many old photos and portraits.
Next to the fireplace was a small coffee table, with two armchairs on each side.
The armchair by the window could be considered Holmes's exclusive seat.
In the corner by the window, there was a small desk with various bottles and jars on it, which were the chemical containers that Holmes used for his daily experiments.
There was a violin next to the table. Sherlock Holmes often got inspiration while playing the violin when solving cases.
This violin is a very famous Italian Stradivarius violin. Guangyou doesn't know the specifics, but he knows that this violin is not as simple as it looks.
Seeing all this, Guangyou was also somewhat tempted.
The moment he had that thought, his clothes changed.
With a deerstalker hat, a cloak, and a pipe in his mouth, Kwang-yu embodies the classic Sherlock Holmes image.
He walked to the armchair by the window and sat down, tucking his feet into the chair, curling his body slightly, and placing the tips of his fingers together near his lips.
Guangyou closed his eyes, trying to experience the atmosphere of Sherlock Holmes thinking in the novel in a special way.
After a while, Hudson knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
Hudson pushed open the door and, upon seeing Guangyou's actions, exclaimed, "He's just like Sherlock Holmes."
But then she realized something was wrong: "Sir, it seems like you've changed your clothes?"
“Mrs. Hudson, you don’t need to call me sir, just call me Jim.”
Guangyou stood up and explained with a smile, "I'm a fan of Mr. Holmes, and I originally wanted to ask him to help me with a case today."
"Even though he's not here, as a fan, I also want to experience what it's like for him to solve a case."
Hudson suddenly understood and said with a smile, "I put the milk tea on the coffee table. It's a bit hot, Jim. Drink it slowly. I'll go downstairs now."
Guangyou smiled and nodded.
I sat down in the armchair and took a small sip of my milk tea.
The milk tea was hot, and the sensation on his lips made Guangyou marvel once again at the magic of this game.
Even though it was a game, Guangyou could still taste the milk tea.
It has a rich flavor and a strong aroma; it's quite delicious.
Good things should be savored slowly. Guangyou would never do something like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit.
The truth lies in careful consideration.
The pipe was not lit, and there wasn't even any tobacco inside.
Guangyou was just using the pipe as a prop.
Without tobacco, smoking a pipe is just a pretentious act.
Of course, an ordinary person wouldn't just sit around with a pipe but not smoke it, but is Guangyou an ordinary person?
no!
He is in Class 4.
Yeah, elementary school is...
I had drunk about half of my milk tea when I could faintly hear Hudson's voice coming from downstairs. He seemed to be talking to a young girl.
Upon hearing the noise, Guangyou put down his cup, pulled his legs back onto the chair, and put his fingertips together to his lips.
A moment later, the door was pushed open.
The brim of the deerstalker hat didn't completely block Kōyū's view, so he could still see what was happening on the other side of the door out of the corner of his eye.
Unsurprisingly, the group that entered was Conan and his friends, along with the second generation of the four.
The children seemed delighted, and Conan was slightly taken aback when he saw Kōyū on the chair.
"Who are you?"
Conan's voice drew the children's attention to Kousuke, who was huddled in his chair.
"Didn't Holmes go out? Who is this person?"
"Hey, shouldn't you get down here?"
Conan squinted at the figure in the chair and said, "Kuangyou, is this fun?"
Even though he'd been found out, Guangyou wasn't angry. He put his foot down and said with a grin, "What, is that not allowed?"
"Conan, how did you know he was Mitsuyuki?"
Genta looked at Kōyū, then at Conan, and asked in confusion.
Conan shook his head helplessly and explained, "The milk tea is still steaming, which means it was just poured recently."
"Mrs. Hudson mentioned earlier that Holmes and Watson had gone out. Combining this with the previous point, it's not hard to conclude that the person sitting in the chair must be a fan of Holmes, or perhaps someone who came to ask Holmes for a favor."
"Since Holmes didn't come, he sat down in a chair to rest."
"He was wearing a deerstalker hat and a cloak indoors, clearly not wanting to be recognized."
"Why would an ordinary person be afraid of being recognized? This is clearly unusual."
"Most importantly, he didn't change his shoes."
Conan pointed at Kōyū's shoes and said helplessly.
It was obviously intentional on Guangyou's part that he didn't change his shoes, since he didn't intend to pretend to be Sherlock Holmes.
Hiroki didn't turn him into Sherlock Holmes.
In this London, Sherlock Holmes is an important figure.
Without Noah's Ark intervening, Holmes should help players find information about Jack the Ripper.
According to Noah's Ark's plan, Sherlock Holmes was not required to appear in this case.
If Guangyou acts on his own, losing the cheat is a minor issue, but complete failure is a major one.
"Hikaru... Hikari, what are you doing here?"
Ayumi watched Kōyū grow up and felt a little out of place.
"Oh, Noah's Ark just said I should go in later, otherwise my handsomeness might affect the normal operation of the system."
Guangyou took off his deerstalker hat and chuckled.
"Narcissism".
Ai rolled her eyes at Kouyu and said disdainfully, "Then why don't you just come in with us and we'll be free?"
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