Chapter 361

AD1877 · Spring · A train

"That scream... looks like someone died." Sitting in the dining car, Moriarty slowly cut the meat on the plate and talked to Lansemello who was in a state of deep consciousness, "Do you want to go over and take a look?"

"I don't have the hobby of actively getting involved in incidents." Lancer Melo answered Moriarty's question quite coldly, "And this environment reminds me of the Evil Eye Train in 2003. Moreover, this train has not only "Sherlock Holmes" but also "Moriarty". Solving a case must be easy. Anyway, it will definitely not be like Velvet, where the train is almost scrapped in the end."

"Hey, that's the Holy Lance and Zeus's thunder, and there's the Son of Fuhalin blocking the way. It's a miracle that all the passengers except the dead survived." Moriarty complained speechlessly, "This is just an ordinary steam train running on the rails. It will definitely not be entangled by the mysterious guys like the Mystic Eye Collection Train running on the Spirit Veins!"

"Come to think of it, since I have to synchronize every time I enter this world, it seems that there is no mystery in this world."

"Perhaps the mystery of this world just left too early." Lancer Melo sighed calmly, "I must have looked for traces of Albion in London - after all, the name of Albion "The Last Dragon" sometimes refers to the land of this country itself."

"She didn't sync with you?" Moriarty raised an eyebrow.

"Just like the memories here are not connected to the memories in London, this is information that you will only have after the split thinking is resolved this time." Lansemello replied to Moriarty, "Since you are not an alchemist; and although you are a heroic spirit, you have nothing to do with the mysterious side when you were alive - I can forgive your stupid question."

"Okay, okay." Moriarty sighed sadly, "There are still 48 minutes to reach the next stop - it seems that "young me" and "Sherlock Holmes" here are going to start a race against time. "

AD1877 · Social Season · London, England

"Today, in accordance with the principles of the masquerade, please refrain from addressing each other by their real names."

"Then, on to the usual entertainment program - tonight's schedule is a puzzle game."

"The topic is the 'Crime Lord' who has been a hot topic in London recently. It is said that more than half of the crimes in London are related to him. He is a very mysterious person."

"The rules are simple. One person present will be chosen to play the role of the 'Crime Lord'. This 'Crime Lord' will then have to complete the 'murder'. The person killed will have to take off his mask in public and will then be invited to the upper floor and will no longer be able to participate in the dance. In addition, he will also have to donate the most expensive item he carries to the academy under construction as a punishment."

"And if the identity of the Lord of Crime is revealed, it means death, and the game ends."

"Oh, you guys went to the party." William came to the control room and looked at the magnificent party scene displayed on the screen. "Have you started recording Irene's figure?"

"Yes." Lancer Melo, who was standing in the corner sipping red wine, teased the Heroic Spirit in the control room, "Your family has become very famous in London recently? Then, can you tell me the content of the document that was vague before? What exactly is the so-called "scandal of the British Empire"? "

"If you are asking this, I suggest you wait until your split thinking is resolved." William gave Lansemero a sincere suggestion, "However, speaking of tonight... you probably didn't use your clairvoyance to take in all the stories in advance, right? How about guessing what will happen tonight?"

"I really didn't use my clairvoyance..." Lansemello curled his lips and replied to William, "Well, the information we know so far is that you are planning to capture Irene, but considering the issue of personal safety - "The Scandal of the British Empire"... For this level of confidential information, I'm afraid both the thief and the recoverer must be silenced."

"Besides, for negotiation, it is necessary to show strength - so in addition to Albert and Irene's private conversation tonight, you should have planned a case. You will kill a noble in public. Considering the rules of today's game, it should be the noble who was selected as the "Lord of Crime." "

"And, it was when his identity as the Lord of Crime was exposed. After all, it's in the rules—"

"If the identity of the "Lord of Crime" is revealed, it means "death."

"That's a good guess," William praised.

"After all, there is no basis that can serve as evidence, so it cannot be used as a deduction. However, for the magician, it doesn't matter whether it is a deduction or a guess, because we don't need to know the method of committing the crime "Howdunit." Lansemello shook the red wine in his hand and watched the orchestra change the melody. "The magician is a person who causes miracles, so we only need to know the murderer "Whodunit" and the motive "Whydunit" to start guessing. "

"But generally speaking, for a magician's crime, as long as the motive is determined, the murderer can be identified, so the only really important point is the motive "Whydunit" - if there is not enough known information, I can't even give a decent guess." Lansemello handed the empty wine glass to the waiter and slid onto the dance floor at the invitation of a nobleman. "After all, for the non-mysterious world, these three elements are equally important."

"That's true." William nodded in agreement with Lansemello's statement.

"Then I'll continue." Lansemero danced to the melody, distractedly answering William's previous question, "If you want to talk to Irene alone, then the first person to be eliminated must be Albert - you may not know which one is Irene, or it will be more troublesome for tonight's "Crime Lord" to choose Irene than to choose you."

"So the first person to be eliminated, that is, the first person to leave the ball alone and go to the upper lounge, must be Albert. This is a signal to Irene. Therefore, Irene will pretend to be "killed" by the "Crime Lord" and enter the upper lounge to negotiate with Albert before the "Crime Lord" is exposed or "kills" the next person. "

"Finally, during the negotiation process, the identity of the "Crime Lord" was exposed and he died on the spot."

"That's all I can say for sure." Lansemello concluded his guess, smiling as he said goodbye to the noble who had invited him to dance.

At this moment, the host in charge of promoting the event raised his hand and announced the progress of the game to the guests in a loud voice.

"Everyone, please pay attention! Regarding tonight's puzzle game, the first crime of the 'Lord of Crime' has been completed. The mark of the first victim is——"

“Red wine.”

"The person who was splashed with red wine was 'murdered' - please check with the people nearby."

"It seems that I am the first victim." The man with brown hair and green eyes, wearing a black and gold mask with blue decorations, smiled and took off his mask, showing his true face to everyone, and walked through the crowd to the stage, "I am Albert James Moriarty, and I have been tricked."

As Albert walked up the stairs leading to the second floor, another person raised his hand and said that he had also been splashed with red wine.

"See, now we have both the space and time to talk alone." Lansemello took another glass of red wine and stood together with Kirshtalia and Olgamari outside the dance floor. "What remains is the negotiation process with Irene and the death case tonight. By the way, the other "me" should have arrived at Count Moriarty's mansion by now."

AD1877·The day Eileen moved into 221B Baker Street·London, England

"Long time no see, my knowledgeable young master." Lansermero and Moriarty, who once again took out the identity of "Sherlock", once again stood in front of William James Moriarty. "Well, I heard that you needed my help, so I hurried to London - can I listen to your problem?"

"It has come to this. Are you still going to meet me with this face, Mr. Sherlock?" William James Moriarty, who was holding a cup of black tea, sighed helplessly, put down the black tea in his hand and looked at the silver-haired man standing at the door. "You didn't even disguise your contact information. Isn't it telling me that you have been watching us?"

"Let me think... You should have appeared in front of us in three identities - although Moran and Fred should be familiar with the identity of 'Sherlock', but do you really need me to point out the other two identities now?"

"Let's not go that far." Lansemello waved his hand and looked at William James Moriarty. "Aren't you worried that I'll use the fourth face to fool you?"

"Since the teacher has taken the initiative to mention this, I certainly believe that you will not do this." William James Moriarty replied with a smile, and pointed the way for Sherlock. "There is a bathroom and dressing room on the first floor. You can go and take off your fake clothes first. Don't worry, everyone in this house is my companion, and there will be no leakage of secrets."

"Are you going to face him with your real face, or are you going to change your face to fool him?" Moriarty asked Lansemello after leaving the reception room.

"...Actually, my real face in the true sense has long ceased to exist." Lansemello thought for a moment and answered Moriarty, "Just like Yu Ji would reconstruct her body every time she blew herself up - she probably doesn't even remember what her original body looked like, she can only guarantee that she looks roughly the same as before."

"My human body died in the explosion of the control room in 2016. Although it was only recorded once, it actually exploded again during the transfer of soul particles... After that, I basically existed in the form of a fairy, and the container was the android created by Leonardo."

"So, all I can do is just look the same as before."