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Chapter 189 Sherlock Holmes’ Thousand Questions
"The Suzuki family moves so fast!"

Hu Cang Geng Ping's voice on the other end of the phone was full of tiredness. He must have stayed up for more than one big night.

"That's natural. After all, it was the second young lady's rare temper tantrum. The group of wage earners below probably rushed out screaming."

Shirakawa curled his lips. As one of the largest consortiums in Japan and even the world, the Suzuki Consortium finally showed its huge energy and ruthless and cruel style this time. All the various industries under the Takasugi family were announced almost overnight. Bankruptcy.

The huge family sold all their property in despair and went abroad within three days.

Because of Shirakawa's advance notice at Naito Electronics, Tokura Saradain and others took action in advance and directly grabbed a large piece of the delicious cake from the Takasugi family.

Although it is not comparable to the several consortiums that really carve up the bulk, the harvest is not less than that of annexing Mantiantian.

Especially for the chip R&D and manufacturing company that was named by Shirakawa, most of the hope of whether Naidu Electronics can go one step further and become a real consortium depends on it.

"How's it going with Takasugi Toshihiko? Is there any trouble?"

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong. According to the testimonies of several police officers from the Search Section, Toshihiko Takasugi was subdued by you when he injured someone with a knife. He was an act of righteousness and bravery. The police officer who received me even asked you to take the time to receive the award!"

On the other end of the phone, Tokura Sarahira had a smile in his voice. In fact, Takasugi Toshihiko's injury was not serious. If Shirakawa was really pursued, he would have to go to the police station for a while.

But his backstage has been busy in the past two days, and the policemen in the police station are united and share the same hatred. It is said that the arrest order was personally issued by the police chief Hakuba, and the person who made the arrest was the head of the criminal department Toshiro Odagiri.

With this posture, not to mention ordinary financial groups, even the Ooka family and the Suzuki family have to think carefully if they want to recruit people.

"Brother Baichuan!" Outside the villa, Conan somehow climbed up the wall and was sitting astride it, waving to Baichuan.

Do I need to install an additional power grid?

Baichuan made a wait gesture towards Conan and turned his back slightly.

This time, he was talking to Tokura Sarahira. The content was not a secret in the industry, and it would not be a big deal if Conan overheard it. However, if he was caught talking to Gin one day and someone was looking for him, it would be difficult to handle!
The waistcoat can't fall off, but it's best not to fall off.

"Thank you for your hard work this time. Please take a good rest for the next period of time. The company's goal in the next stage is to quickly digest the results of this period and maintain the operation of existing games. Various research and development projects can be temporarily slowed down. "

After encouraging Tokura Sarada and several employees involved in this business war, Shirakawa turned his attention to Conan.

A familiar detective has jumped into the villa and is digging through various motorcycle parts piled in the corner.

Forget it, I’ll just get a big dog!
Baichuan reluctantly opened the door and led the death boy in, "What do you want from me?"

Conan washed his hands in a very familiar manner, drank a glass of water from the water dispenser, and then expressed his purpose of coming, "Brother Baichuan, are you free these days?"

"Yes, yes, why are you asking?"

Conan took out two invitations from his pocket and said, "This is an invitation from a Sherlock Holmes tour group. Can you go with me?"

Without waiting for Shirakawa to answer, he added, "Originally, Sister Xiaolan accompanied me, but she and Sonoko temporarily decided to stay with Teacher Sayuri for a few days, and Dr. Agasa also had a time conflict because he was going to the United States to attend a conference. "

understood.Although Kudo Shinichi won the spot in the tour group, due to his status, he was in urgent need of a nominal guardian (tool person).

And when both the first and second choices were busy, Bai Chuan was honored to be ranked third. He didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune.

"Okay, I'm going to see what kind of monsters Sherlock Holmes fans are."

He readily agreed to Conan's proposal.

The Sherlock Holmes case was the beginning of Conan's fall from grace. Naturally, he had to go to the scene to take a look, and there were many things that could be manipulated in the whole matter, which should be able to add a little energy or two to Bai Chuan.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Conan directly used the dead fish eyes, which are more advanced than the half-moon eyes, with a very dissatisfied tone, "Those who like Sherlock Holmes are not bad people, let alone some monsters and monsters!"

Bai Chuan was noncommittal.

I just hope that a certain elementary school detective can still maintain this idea after spending these three days and two nights of travel.

Generally speaking, the risk factor of sharing a car with a death detective is not small. The probability of encountering a carjacking or explosion increases by at least 50%, and the probability of breaking down or running out of gas increases by 80%.
However, Shirakawa's luck was pretty good this time. During the entire journey, apart from Osaka Black Chicken making some remarks about preferring Ellery Quinn to Conan Doyle, and receiving a lot of "core good" looks, basically everyone I didn't encounter any outrageous incidents.

After arriving at the hotel, the owner of the hotel, the initiator of this gathering of Sherlock Holmes fans, began to explain the game rules and the final prize of this event.

When he heard about the first edition of Blood Studies, the Death God student seemed particularly excited, and his eyes seemed to turn into two little stars at this moment.

Baichuan returned to their assigned room with Conan, who had been injected with chicken blood and was overly excited, in one hand and a thick copy of Sherlock Holmes's One Thousand Questions in the other.

To be honest, Bai Chuan was not interested in the final prize. Instead, he was somewhat inquisitive about this thousand questions.

There were a thousand questions and nearly 50 test papers. He was really curious about what the questioners were planning to ask.

The first question is, how many short stories does Sherlock Holmes contain?

Second question, what was the last case that Holmes took over?
The questions on the first few pages are relatively normal. As long as you have read Conan Doyle's masterpiece, you can basically answer them with close accuracy, but the next questions start to become tricky.

What was the last name of Watson's wife before she married Watson?
When did Holmes cry for the first time?
Next, maybe the question maker couldn't think of any good questions at all, and there were several questions that Bai Chuan had never seen before but was extremely familiar with.

What emotions and meanings are expressed in the two conversations between Holmes and Mrs. Warren in "The Red Circle"?

In "The Architect of Norwood", Holmes sighs at the Lestrade police station. What thoughts and feelings does the author express?

Doesn’t this damn thing have blue curtains and fish eyes that are shining strangely?
Bai Chuan rubbed his eyes in disbelief, so familiar with reading comprehension!He reasonably suspected that even if Conan Doyle was dug up from the grave, he would only get thirty or forty points on this paper.

Seeing Detective Ke with the word "struggle" tied to his head and the pencil in his hand flying constantly, seemingly not even needing to think, Bai Chuan could only sigh helplessly.

He, Conan Doyle, is a bad writer of novels, and he knows a lot about Sherlock Holmes! ! !

(End of this chapter)