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Chapter 117 Old London

When someone noticed the body, Conan and the others hid aside and listened. A group of people stayed on the bridge to sort out clues now. Jack the Ripper had committed several murders.

"It's so cold here." Arimi hugged her arms, Conan glanced at her, and quickly took off her coat and handed it to Arimi. Mitsuhiko's coat was given to Haibara, Muto's coat was given to Ran Mori, and Gin Kurosawa gave to Yuanko Suzuki.

——They are all a group of very responsible boys.

As soon as he put on his coat, a familiar voice suddenly came from the sky: "Conan, can you hear it? I am Agasa."

"You can hear it, Doctor!" Conan and others heard the voice of Dr. Agasa from the air. After being slightly stunned, they immediately became excited. This is a powerful foreign aid power! It can make them understand the game more.

"Conan, in this level, as long as you are injured or caught by the police, you will be eliminated. As for your current location, it is near the White Church in Eastwedo, from there to the location where the character can help you..."

Speaking of this, Dr. Agasa's voice suddenly disappeared. Noah's Ark regained control of communication authority. Noah's Ark did not affect the children's games. He threatened directly to people outside the game: "It seems that you haven't figured it out yet. The whole game is controlled by me. It is useless to take advantage of the opportunity."

Noah's Ark sounded in the control room and exhibition hall, and he spoke maliciously: "Then let you listen to the sound over there, and enjoy the children's painful cry."

Kogoro Mouri had a black face: "How could there be a computer with such a bad personality!"

While Noah's Ark warned the parents, the bridge deck they were standing in the game suddenly broke from the middle. Gin reacted very quickly and looked at Maori Ran and others to rescue the child with no intention of helping. He is not only involved in the scenes in the game, but also in the situation outside the game warehouse, and does not want to waste energy on irrelevant things at all.

Through what the policeman who investigated the bodies said before, "Report to Officer Restrade", it can be inferred that this is a game that combines story and reality, so their next stop is Sherlock Holmes' residence.

"That clock is so strange." The boy in a red suit suddenly pointed at Big Ben and said.

Everyone looked up at the big bench, and they turned backwards at the fifty minute hand, pointing at forty-nine, and then pointing at forty-eight.

"This is the number of children participating in the game!" Conan's face looked ugly. In other scenes, some children have been eliminated. In real life, the cocoons wrapped around them also swirled and landed, hiding underground.

Conan and the others walked through an alley, and a sloppy uncle holding the accordion sang while singing: "Be careful Jack the Ripper, he is waiting for you on the road at night. What should I do if I don't want to die? You must also be covered in blood."

Room 221b, Baker Street.

The group walked to a brick red house, "Solmes should live here," Mori Ran stepped forward and knocked on the door, thanking Kudo Shinichi for his obsession with Holmes. Mori Ran also knew a lot about Holmes because of this childhood sweetheart. "This is the apartment he rented with Dr. Watson."

"It's so late, who is it?" a blonde woman asked in confusion when she opened the door.

"My name is Ran Maori," Ran Maori was a little embarrassed, but there was no less etiquette at all. "Well, I want to see Mr. Sherlock Holmes."

"Mr. Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson were not at home."

"On business trip?"

"Yes, they arrived at Tmoore."

"I'm sorry," Ran Maori asked anxiously, "what is the day today?"

"September 30th."

"September 30th...the Baskerville Hound incident?" Xiaolan suddenly remembered the experience of Sherlock Holmes, "At this time they all happened to leave London!"

Although Sherlock Holmes was not at home, because the old woman recognized Conan's children as the Baker Street team, she invited them in. Conan successfully found Sherlock Holmes' investigation report on Jack the Ripper.

While Conan was reading the report, the other children looked at the things in the room curiously. The dirty football a hundred years ago was thrown away by the boy in a red suit and was held like a baby by several other children.

After reading the investigation report, Conan found that Jack the Ripper's case was actually related to Professor James Moriarty, the emperor of London's dark world.

After some discussion, Conan took the lead in going to the bridge club in the city center to find out about Professor Moriarty's number one confidant, Colonel Sebastian Moran, and asked him about Professor Moriarty's news.

Gin watched the children leave Sherlock Holmes' residence and run towards their destination, and turned alone silently. He was in no mood and did not want to waste his energy running around with the children. "Don't you continue to play games?" Noah's Ark's voice rang out of thin air.

"I'm not interested in solving cases," Gin pinched her eyebrows, and was unwilling to waste her energy on running around. This kind of game is not very friendly to him. "You're enough to play with those kids yourself? Noah's Ark to participate in the game instead of the kid in a red suit?"

Noah's Ark was silent for two seconds: "How did you see it?"

"I noticed the strangeness of Big Ben. At that time, the minute hand had not changed yet. You can say that it was wrong first." Gin went along the street and found a relatively clean place to sit down. "Children who like football will not be uninterested in football from more than a hundred years ago and throw it away."

"What are you going to do next?"

"Jack the Ripper killed five people in reality, and one is still missing now. Let's wait for tomorrow's newspaper."

It only takes a few seconds from night to day in the game. The little boy who bought the newspaper down-to-earth exchanged the newspaper for 80 yen. Gin sat on the stone slab more down-to-earth, with his legs crossed, and he was looking through the newspaper slowly.

Go to clean the stage of the opera house tonight. - news from m to j.

M gives j? Moriarty gives Jack the Ripper? The Opera House said... Gin flipped back and found another news - Triumph, the star of Tsar Hualu Opera House, Erin Edler.

Let Jack the Ripper kill the only woman that Dr. Holmes loved, and he was a real bad guy. Gin was a salty and unsightly commented. It looked very interesting and the destination was not far away.

So, when Conan and his friends were rejected by sending flowers to Erin Edler and requesting to give up the opera, Gin mixed into the opera house from the main entrance. This was a large and spacious venue with the style of the old London era. The people who made this game scene also took their heart.

Gin can easily find the best viewing spot for the entire opera house. Outside the window door, knocked on the door a few times, waited for a second, and then pushed open the door and went in.

An old man in a black dress and a black bowler hat was sitting on the chair inside. He looked at Gin with kindness, without the feeling of a dark emperor at all: "Little boy, you seem to have gone to the wrong room."

"No," Gin sat steadily on the chair opposite the old man, his eyes falling on the stage. This is indeed the best viewing position. Not only can you clearly see the pictures on the stage, but you can see the whole audience by standing in the window. "I just found the best viewing seat. I believe you will not be stingy with such a chair."

"You don't look like an ordinary child." The old man looked up at the black-haired boy who was full of aristocratic style with every move, every word and every action.

"You don't look like an ordinary old man either." Gin put her eyes on the stage. Erin Edler has already appeared on the stage. There is no electronic loudspeaker in this era, and it depends entirely on the singer's own voice.

Erin Edler's strength is unquestionable, his voice is stable and his breath is long, and it sounds like a pleasure.

Gin's eyes were half closed and he listened quietly to this rare high-level opera, but a sudden explosion interrupted the opera performance. Gin's eyes slightly shifted, watching Erin Edler on the stage being pushed out of the dangerous area by his two children and saving his life.

"Can't you let him do it after the opera ends?" The explosions that had already made the rich people in the opera house panic and rushed out. Gin sat on a chair and looked at Moriarty laughing at the window, with a faint tone.

"I didn't decide the time and method of doing things." Professor Moriarty looked at the empty opera house and walked out slowly.

"A rare high-level opera performance." He is not going to eat dirt here.

"Where are you going?" Moriarty got into the carriage and looked at the gin next to him.

"Charlie Cross Station." Gin was not polite, he was too lazy to run over.

"You want to find that child?" Moriarty said gently.

"Watch the fun." Gin closed her eyes and smiled. The speed of the carriage was not slow. Gin successfully entered the carriage before the train started.

Compared to Conan and the others running over in panic, Gin saved a lot of energy. "Driving without a driver?" Gin looked at the burning fire, and her eyes fell on the brake device beside her, which was also considered to have been damaged.
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