Chapter 98 About the Butler Who Appeared Out of Nowhere
"Wow, what interesting thing are you guys playing!"
Miss Carmen, who finally managed to squeeze in, felt like she had missed a great show.
Damn it, I wasn't on guard and Catherine raided my base. She was completely blocked, and it took her so long to dig a tunnel in.
Miss Carmen, wearing a safety helmet and holding a shovel, thought to herself.
This is the perfect time to take a picture! Ms. Carmen checked her pockets, and hmm, good, nothing there.
X felt something was missing, and only when Carmen spoke did he realize that Carmen had been offline for a long time. Logically, Ms. Carmen would definitely have come to join in on this kind of thing.
Startled by the sound of "X" behind him, Matsuda turned around to find a sleek and well-groomed "X" with long, white hair that had clearly been meticulously styled.
Are they twins? Then why are they wearing skirts together?
Officer Matsuda was completely baffled and decided not to bother trying to figure it out; he was going to just ask directly!
"I..." Officer Matsuda's attempt to get straight to the point failed.
This supernatural world, already fragile due to Ms. Carmen's reckless digging, is beginning to collapse, and those involved will be teleported back to their original coordinates...
The curly-haired police officer had barely uttered a single word when everything went black. As he slowly regained consciousness, he found himself lying on the grass. Thanks to the dew-covered grass, he didn't know when he would have woken up.
He sat up and saw Wuthering Heights right next to him. It had become much more modern, losing its original rustic charm and looking more like a retro-style manor.
Inside the villa, several people sat in a circle, their faces serious.
There were a few more people than before, because according to the plot, only one actor was sent out to play the next generation of "children," while the rest were waiting backstage.
The location tracking seems to have gone wrong somewhere; it located a police officer who wandered onto the grass, but then moved to the wrong place.
This is a world full of science fiction. Heathcliff was indeed taken away by Catherine with a clear objective, but the rest were thrown into another world.
"Instance Quest: Retrieve the Lost Golden Branches, hmm, there are two!"
The child only took Heathcliff with her; she threw away the golden branch she was holding.
Ms. Carmen issued the group's mission, and Emily's powers are still working; it was actually Carmen who had just caused the impact.
In other words, they have to maintain their personas in this alternate world, otherwise the timeline will rewind.
The script will take effect again once they step out of the room, but...
"Hmm, what about Heathcliff's role?" Don Quixote asked, nearly vomiting from the water in the pot.
"Or rather... what kind of roles do you two play?" X, now back to his factory settings, asked the two newly online individuals.
“Linton Heathcliff.” The execution bullet mod stared at the orange-haired boy as he answered the supervisor’s question.
“Catherine Linton.” Chuuya Nakahara awkwardly tugged at his skirt. And why was that tall, blond girl staring at him? What was she looking at? Was he wearing the wrong clothes?
What is this? Three generations living together, but the male lead is dead? The kind-hearted playwright Nelly Shakespeare is going to write a sequel to Wuthering Heights on the spot, without the male lead.
At that moment, Matsuda knocked on the glass of the room and saw the room that was holding a large number of people.
What are you going to do?
Old Mr. Earnshaw, who was sitting by the window, saw the chosen protagonist knocking on the glass, and his eyes lit up. He grabbed Matsuda and pulled him in through the window.
Officer Matsuda, who was by no means thin, was pinned down in the only empty seat. His resistance was futile. The Blood Demon's hands, with their distinct knuckles, gripped his human body like iron. The two of them were not even in the same league.
"How is it, sir?"
"Oh, oh—that solves it! You truly are worthy of you, Father..."
The idea king shook his head, deeply engrossed in his role, and said to his daughter, "Hareton, don't call me father, I'm your grandfather."
"Ah... Oh! Grandpa!"
X looked at the two clowns and was speechless for a moment. Was this a first-generation Blood Demon who had been promoted or a second-generation Blood Demon who had been demoted? The answer was Schrödinger's Don Quixote.
"What on earth are you guys doing?" Matsuda asked X, who had put his wig back on.
"Hmm... role-playing, the kind where you can't leave until it's over?" "Isabella" said, looking at the newly appointed "Heathcliff".
Having sensed Emily's powers and accepted the new male lead, Shakespeare regretfully put down his pen.
Fortunately, she and Emily live in different worlds, which makes things much easier. As long as the character doesn't go out of character (OOC), it's fine. After all, it's quite difficult to stage a grand drama like Wuthering Heights in modern society.
Moreover, the timeline has been completely messed up, so young Catherine and Catherine, as daughters, cannot appear together, let alone old Earnshaw and Francis who have been resurrected.
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"Dad! Why did you come to such a remote place?!" the high school girl wrapped in her father's coat complained. "Even Conan is sneezing."
"I didn't expect the car to break down here. Hang in there, Lan, we'll be there soon."
The elementary school detective followed helplessly behind the two, occasionally sneezing.
Today, the uncle said he had received a very lucrative commission, and excitedly took them out, only to have the car break down in a deserted place.
Fortunately, the client lived nearby. It's true, why do the richest people like to build villas in these remote mountains and forests?
Soon, the Fukuman Estate, shrouded in the night, came into view. As the detective who had been hired, Kogoro Mouri knocked on the door.
"You must be the guest that Madam mentioned. Please come in." The white-haired young woman was dressed in a butler's uniform that you only see on TV, with a white cloth draped over her arm.
Standing beside her was an orange-haired woman dressed in a traditional European maid outfit, carrying a bag, who, like her companion, nodded in greeting.
Conan Edogawa could tell at a glance that this was a genuine butler, not one of those near-cosplay products from maid cafes. Who exactly was this person entrusted to Uncle Mori this time?
Moreover... these people all showed obvious signs of training, and were more like bodyguards hired by the master than servants who took care of the master's daily life.
"Excuse me," Kogoro Mouri asked the butler and maid duo who were leading the way for them, "what are your names?"
"You can just call me Faust."
Ishmael.
Neither of the two women seemed to be very talkative, and Kogoro Mouri's attempt to strike up a conversation failed. He could only awkwardly follow them into the room that had been prepared in advance.
The owner arranged three rooms for them, and even little Conan got his own room.
"Dad, what kind of request is it? Why is there such a big fuss?"
"I didn't expect that either. I thought this was just an investigation into whether some rich woman's husband was having an affair."
"So you got scared by them, huh?" Conan muttered from the side.
"Ouch, that hurts!" Conan, still a child, was punished by Kogoro Mouri for speaking such blunt truths.
"Cheating?"
“That’s right.” With that, Kogoro Mouri took out the letter of authorization, and the group gathered together to look at the letter, which was made of newspaper clippings.
Conan's half-moon eyes: Hey, who uses newspaper to spell out words when catching a mistress? This doesn't seem right at all.
Moreover… he sat on the bed, swinging his short legs, recalling the names the two butlers had introduced: Faust and Ishmael… weren’t those the names of literary figures?
Coincidence? But isn't it a bit too much of a coincidence that the two appeared together?
Knock knock.
A knock came at the door, followed by an unfamiliar voice, not belonging to the two people from before, but that of a young man.
"Mr. Mori, dinner is ready."
A handsome young man with red hair was waiting outside the door, still dressed as a butler. Judging from the style, it was the same as Miss Faust's. Just how many butlers are there here?
"What's your name, big brother?" Conan asked the newly arrived butler.
"Just call me Joseph."
Just then, an orange-haired girl wearing a skirt ran past them. She looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old. Behind her was a blond boy who was even younger than her. The two of them quickly rushed downstairs.
I could only hear faint voices, like older brothers or younger brothers. Were they talking about other brothers?
As they went downstairs, more and more people appeared heading to the restaurant, including a blond boy being led by a white-haired man, and a pair of women who looked like twins and whose ages were indistinguishable, differing only in their hair color.
One was black and the other white, and they both seemed to be in a bad mood. The white-haired one had a stern face, while the black-haired one looked somewhat melancholy.
Remembering that it was a request from the lady, Ran Mouri whispered to Kogoro Mouri, "Dad, have you met that lady?"
"No, it's mainly because the deposit she gave was just too much."
The black-haired "woman" was indeed very worried. The moment they stepped out of the room, the Mirror World personality belonging to Wuthering Heights and the Edgar family was refreshed out of thin air.
Moreover, Otis, as the chief butler, almost got into a fight with Cervantes, since they were both "Josephs," and their positions overlapped too much.
There was some good news, though. Otis treated him as his "wife," and although he was indeed playing the role of the wife, it still felt a bit strange.
Shakespeare and Ryoshu got along quite well, which may be a resonance between the writer and the artist.
"Isabella" sighed softly and sat down next to her "husband" and "son," only to find that there were three more people at the table.
Matsuda asked him in a low voice, "Who are these three people?" After all, he knew the butler who had been refreshed before, and these three people were probably also acquaintances of X.
"I don't know?" X was also wondering where the person came from.
Otis, who was standing behind him, heard this. She knew the answer to the question and whispered, "This is the detective you hired, madam."
Matsuda continued in a low voice, "Is there a detective in the script?"
X whispered, "I haven't heard about that?"
Otis joined in with a low voice: "The letter of authorization you asked me to send three days ago, madam, three days ago!"
The case is solved. It wasn't his fault. They weren't here three days ago; maybe they were acting out a script. But Otis only showed up two days ago.
Knowing nothing, X decided to ask directly: "Before I gave you the letter of authorization, did I mention anything about it?"
Otis glanced at the current owner of the manor with some difficulty, then made up her mind. The lady was still more important than the gentleman. She whispered in his ear, making sure Matsuda couldn't hear, "Didn't you suspect the gentleman of having an affair?"
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Author's Note: This is a pure Conan world, without any Bungou Stray Dogs elements, so classic works and the like are all included.
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