Chapter 939 You are Sherlock Holmes!



Chapter 939 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 miss Jiang Xia's inexplicable talent for friendliness. Although my neighbor often accidentally reveals his brutal side, at least he looks like a good person. And as he is close to being an adult, he is not easily rejected by the person he is talking to... Tsk, damn Noah, he sent Jiang Xia away when he couldn't beat him, which is really unethical. He also put the blame on the game manufacturer.

The plan to crack the Easter eggs failed miserably.

Conan retreated back to the alley with a subtle mood and reunited with the players, then raised his head again and looked towards the window of the cafe.

After seeing it clearly, he was slightly stunned.

——The young man with an Asian face was no longer there, and no one knew 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, she is at least better than Conan.

She tried to use the game's thinking to speculate the current situation: "Maybe it's not time to find a 'helper' yet. Key figures always appear at critical moments. We know nothing about the main plot of the game now, so it's normal that we can't see any helpers.

"In addition, there is another more likely reason -

"This is indeed one of the opportunities to contact helpers. Unfortunately, you chose the wrong method, so they left. I heard that the more talented a person is, the more aloof he is. Xuande in the Three Kingdoms period visited Zhuge Liang three times before he met him..."

As Huiyuan Ai spoke, she accepted this setting and nodded secretly.

——If that’s the case, this game seems to have a certain depth and educational significance, and is more interesting than solving cases and arresting people as she imagined.

Conan interrupted her guess without any face:

"No, it must be the first case - it's not yet time to contact the mysterious helper.

"He probably just came out to make a passing scene, to pave the way for his appearance. Otherwise, I couldn't climb up the wall to the second floor and then look for him through the window... In addition, maybe he was just a simple passerby, part of the scenery."

"Impossible!" Suzuki Sonoko and Yoshida Ayumi suddenly interrupted him in unison, saying firmly, "His level of sophistication is totally different from that of ordinary people."

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

As they chatted, they occasionally looked towards the door of the coffee shop, wanting to see if the "suspected mysterious helper" would come out by himself after leaving his seat.

But, before that.

With sharp whistles, several policemen separated the chaotic crowd and ran in. They stopped the car beside the body and looked down.

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

I looked at the coffee shop next to me again, and suddenly an idea came to me.

After a moment, Conan ran to the police, trying to use these tools delivered to the door to break through the fierce defense of the cafe clerk:

"Uncle police, I just found a coffee cup next to the body that someone had dropped. The marks on the cup are exactly the same as those on the coffee shop next door. If you go in and ask about the situation, maybe you can..."

"Get lost! What are you doing here, little brat?" The police waved his hands at him with disdain. "Jack the Ripper brought a cup of coffee with him when he committed a crime? And then threw the cup away after killing someone? Ridiculous. This is not your game of playing house."

Conan failed to strike up a conversation again: "..."

...Why is it so.

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

"..." I miss Officer Takagi so much. Inspector Megure is also fine...

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

He frowned and walked back to the alley, trying hard to ignore the complicated looks of the naughty kids who said "Conan is really not good at playing games", and thought about what to do next.

At this time, another policeman ran over. The two policemen next to the corpse shouted to their new colleague: "Hurry up and contact Inspector Lestrade - 'Jack the Ripper' has appeared again! This dirty and bloody method must be that devil!"

"Inspector Lestrade!?" Conan was shocked. "Isn't this a fictional character from Sherlock Holmes? Could it be that this so-called 'London at the end of the 19th century' is not entirely true history, but a combination of the real 'Jack the Ripper' and the 'Sherlock Holmes' in the novel?"

Mao Lilan nodded thoughtfully. Although she was not a fan of detective stories, Kudo Shinichi always talked to her about Sherlock Holmes whenever he had the chance.

Mao Lilan's knowledge in this area has also become quite rich: "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 most likely Sherlock Holmes! Otherwise, the designer would not have mixed real history with fiction and created the character of Sherlock Holmes when catching Jack the Ripper."

As a veteran Sherlock Holmes fan, Conan's eyes lit up, "I knew it, the guy upstairs just now might just be a passerby..."

As I was talking, I felt that the other person's appearance, aura, and even the behavior of "immediately noticing the player" had nothing to do with being a "passerby".

In order to avoid being embarrassed in the future, he cleared his throat and added secretly: "...or a villain. Of course, it could also be a modified Sherlock Holmes!"

Conan said this with confidence.

——Because this copy was designed with the help of his father.

Kudo Yusaku, on the surface, is a serious writer, but in fact, perhaps influenced by Kudo Yukiko, his desire for spoofs and magical changes is no less than that of others - changing Sherlock Holmes into a character like "a mysterious Asian high school student"... It 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, and his mental state was like a vodka who was about to meet the ladies group of Earth.

The fake child said seriously and calmly, "Even if the mysterious man is a modified Sherlock Holmes, he will definitely not stay out all night. We should be able to wait for him at his house. Alternatively, we can confirm his appearance with the landlord or his friends and then look for him in a targeted manner."

(End of this chapter)

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