Chapter 949: The Capricious Detective
It was a game after all, so the night didn’t last long.
In the poker club, the players had just rested for a while when a hint of paleness appeared on the horizon.
In the early hours of the morning, a group of people went out early and came to the vicinity of Whitechapel.
This is one of the crime scenes of Jack the Ripper.
…
Others were scrambling about the streets for newspapers, ready to seek information from what Moriarty called the "Sunday Times."
Conan unknowingly strolled into the courtyard of Whitechapel, observing the situation thoughtfully.
There was a notice on the wall. Conan walked closer to take a closer look.
It says on it:
[A parent-child charity bazaar will also be held on the second Sunday in October.
Those who wish to participate, please bring items that fit the theme of 'Parenting'. ]
Conan: "..." It will also be held in October. In other words, it was held once in September. Calculating the date, the September "Parent-Child Charity Auction" was held on the day when Honey was killed by "Jack the Ripper". And according to the information found from Holmes, when Honey died, she had a pair of parent-child rings next to her.
…
There are no more clues around for the time being.
While silently integrating the known information in his mind, Conan returned the same way and came to his teammates.
Maybe he was lucky, because as soon as he arrived on the street, a little newspaper boy passed by.
Conan's eyes lit up and he waved his hand: "Give me a copy of the Sunday Times!"
As he spoke, he felt his pocket.
After entering the game, their appearance and the things they carry are all replicated one-to-one.
Conan thought thankfully that he had brought a lot of pocket money with him.
But a second later, looking at the foreigners coming and going on the street, Conan thought of the current era and froze slightly, holding the island coin in his hand.
He said to the newsboy, "...I only have Japanese yen on me."
A few meters away, "Hideki Moroboshi" glanced at the NPC selling newspapers.
The NPC newspaper boy handed out the newspaper with one hand and extended the other hand enthusiastically to Conan: "Here, 80 yen."
Conan: "...Thank you."
So convenient.
Fortunately, it seems that Noah is not so crazy as to undermine everyone, so they still have hope of passing the level...
…
Conan took the newspaper and found a group of his friends.
A group of people flipped through the newspapers and, as "Moriarty" had said, opened them to the advertisement column of the Sunday Times.
Soon, they found a short line of words:
[Go clean the stage of the opera house tonight.
M to J]
"M to J...Moriarty to Jack?" Conan quickly confirmed the target, "'Killing order', this should be what it means."
Suzuki Sonoko looked at this newspaper from the last century with curiosity.
She looked around and suddenly found an opera house advertisement. Her eyes lit up: "This must be Jack the Ripper's target today!"
"Which one?" Conan checked the advertisement while looking at Suzuki Sonoko in surprise, and then he was speechless: I always felt that after meeting "Professor Moriarty" last night, Sonoko, the flower maniac, suddenly became very motivated, and looked very satisfied that her helper was "Moriarty"...
Conan followed Suzuki Sonoko's line of sight and soon saw another advertisement -
[Triumphal performance! Prima Donna of Walter Royal Opera, Irene Adler']
"Irene Adler?!" Conan was startled, then frowned. "This is the only woman Holmes has ever loved. Moriarty used her as a target, probably not just to lure out Jack the Ripper, but really wanted to kill her... this devil!"
Although Conan once felt that Professor Moriarty was an admirable genius in some aspects.
But now, it is placed side by side with the idol Sherlock Holmes, and the two are about to clash violently...
After all, idols are more important.
Conan couldn't help but wrinkle the newspaper, his eyes gleaming with anger: "We must stop his conspiracy and save Irene Adler!"
"Yeah!" Suzuki Sonoko nodded enthusiastically, and then whispered, "I wonder if Mr. Moriarty will go to watch. Since he is the designated 'helper' of the game, he should go to meet up with us." As she spoke, she couldn't help but blush when she thought of the details of helping.
"That's hard to say." Conan snorted, remembering that "Professor Moriarty" was going to murder his idol's wife. He retorted:
"Although we didn't see Holmes himself, we did get a lot of useful clues at his residence - maybe the real helper was actually Holmes all along. And 'Moriarty' didn't break up with 'Jack the Ripper' at all. He was just a misleading item in the game setting. He seemed to be helping, but in fact he was always ready to backstab us... In short, this kind of guy who likes to play with people's hearts should not be trusted!"
"Heh, you fickle kid." Suzuki Sonoko tapped him on the head and glanced at him. "I don't know who explained to us all the brilliant 'results' of Professor Moriarty last night."
"Okay, okay." Mao Lilan, as the only rational adult present, intervened between the two and forced the conversation back to normal, which was becoming increasingly outrageous:
"Let's go to the opera house first. Remind Miss Irene Adler to take cover - she will be completely safe once Jack the Ripper is caught."
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The scene soon turned to evening.
The opera house was brightly lit. Gentlemen and ladies in formal attire entered the theatre arm in arm.
Jiang Xia and Miyano Akemi also appeared nearby.
However, they did not enter through the main entrance, but took the staff passage through the back door.
While visiting the backstage of this ancient style, I walked towards the audience seats.
On the way, when passing a fork in the road, someone suddenly blocked the way.
"......?" Jiang Xia raised his eyes and saw an NPC with a mustache.
The NPC manager saw the stranger, twirled his funny beard, and said diligently: "This is the backstage, no outsiders are allowed to enter!"
“…” Miyano Akemi poked Noah.
——Noah took this game very seriously. He left a palm-sized spherical slime on their side to act as a communicator.
Suddenly being poked, it came to its senses, looked at the steward who was blocking its way, then looked at Jiang Xia who was staring at the steward's beard and stroking his chin thoughtfully, and said belatedly: "I forgot to tell you that I didn't mean to let him block my way. Just now, the players said they were going to inform Irene Adler and ask her to stop the performance... In this case, the scheduled chase may not be staged, so I set up an interception program. If you want to pass through here, you can cancel it at any time. Just remember to open it again after passing through."
(End of this chapter)
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