Conan: The Mechanic

"At that time, this bottle of red wine was in front of the main seat, and you, as the number two person in London, did not sit there," Conan said to Colonel Moran. "It seems that the only person qualified to sit in that seat is Professor Moriarty. Do you think Professor Moriarty will be happy if you break Professor Moriarty's wine?"

"Sorry, that's not Mr. Moriarty's wine," Colonel Moran sneered. "you guessed wrong!"

Although Colonel Moran said so, Qianyu was relieved.

There is no other reason, because Colonel Moran's hand on the trigger was tight, but now it has completely relaxed.

He no longer had the idea of ​​shooting, it must be because Conan's deterrence succeeded.

That's really Professor Moriarty's wine!

"Then shoot!" Conan also sneered and questioned Colonel Moran in a loud voice. "If you have the guts to smash the professor's red wine, shoot!"

This is not the way to go. . . Chiyu frowned.

Although Conan's threat can temporarily make Colonel Moran fear three points, but Colonel Moran is different from others. He is Moriarty's confidant and the second person.

If it was Moriarty's little minions who smashed the wine, then Moriarty might kill them like stepping on ants. But if Colonel Moran smashed the wine, Moriarty would never kill him easily, at most it would just be a few words of scolding.

After Conan pushed Moran to the point where he couldn't bear it, Moran could shoot at any time.

However, there is no way to save Conan now. . . Qianyu held the finger tiger and pondered the battle plan.

no way. . . My own traceless umbrella is in my school bag, and I gave it to the doctor for safekeeping before entering the game. . . Now I don't have any long-range attack methods on my body, and Zhihu's defense is okay. It's unrealistic to kill so many big men on the other side and save Conan.

At this moment, the back door behind Chiba was opened.

Is it the little guys? What are they doing here at this time? Do you mess up! ? ?

However, the person who entered the back door surprised Chiba.

An old man in a well-dressed suit stood at the door, while Maurilan stood cautiously beside the old man.

"Children, Lord Moriarty wants to see you." The old man said neither humble nor arrogant. "Lord Moriarty is waiting for you in the carriage."

"What?" Colonel Moran looked surprised. "Seeing them? How can..."

"Let's go, little girl." The old man said to Mao Lilan as he walked out the back door again.

"Please wait!" Colonel Moran hurriedly tried to ask the old man about the situation.

"Please?" Qian Yu was stunned, because this was obviously an honorific.

Has Moriarty's authority been so terrifying that even his messengers can commandeer in front of Colonel Moran?

The old man stopped, turned his head, and looked at Colonel Moran with a chilling gaze. "You, do you want to disobey Lord Moriarty's orders?"

"..." Moran looked at the old man with a look of fear. "I...I understand..."

Is this too cowardly? Is there a bit of the pride of the second person? ? ? In this way, under the leadership of the old man, everyone walked out of the back door, only to find that a carriage had already stopped here, except for Yuan Tai and other little guys who had been waiting here - this can explain why Mao Lilan would follow Beside the old man, it seems that they have already been controlled by the Moriarty professors.

The old man led Qianyu and Conan to the front of the carriage and respectfully said to the people on the carriage. "I brought them here."

"Thank you for your hard work," the person sitting in the car nodded. "Little brother, give me the red wine." - Conan has been holding the bottle of red wine, probably to ensure that Colonel Moran will not dare to make trouble.

Conan handed the red wine to the old man, and the old man put the red wine in the storage box of the carriage.

"You are indeed Sherlock Holmes' apprentices," said the man in the carriage. "One can compete with adults with a simple weapon like a finger tiger, and the other can compete with Moran with resourcefulness."

"!?" Qian Yu was stunned.

How did this guy know? This guy had obviously been sitting on the carriage here just now, how did he know the specifics of the battle inside?

Also, the sound is a little weird. . .

Chiba immediately looked at the old man who was standing by the side after packing the red wine.

If it is ventriloquism. . .

Ventriloquism, a technique of speaking without the use of lips and teeth. If the technique is high enough, it is enough to make others think that it is someone else who is speaking.

However, ventriloquism still has flaws, enough for others to find out that it was him who was talking.

First of all, although the old man is standing next to the person in the carriage, if the distance is close enough, it should still be able to tell that the old man is actually talking, not the person in the carriage - this is probably the reason why the old man asked them to stand about two people. Two meters away.

Secondly, although ventriloquism is called ventriloquism, in order to allow speech to be produced, the lips must still be opened. However, the opening is not large, it may only be as wide as a grain of rice, so it has to be very close to find it - so there is no way to confirm it.

However, the third point is the dead end of ventriloquism. No matter how subtle ventriloquism is, it can't change the flaw of the slightly dull voice because the lips are only opened by a small slit. And even with ventriloquism, some of the habit of speaking under normal circumstances is preserved.

Just like now, the way this unknown voice is finally picked up is exactly the same as the way the old man summoned everyone before!

"Uncle, are you really Professor Moriarty?" At this moment, Conan suddenly said.

"What do you mean?" The expressions of the people on the carriage looked puzzled.

"Are you testing us in this way?" Conan continued to ask.

"Conan, what does this mean?" Aside, Mao Lilan finally couldn't hold back and asked.

"Because," Conan's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the old man. "The real Professor Moriarty is here! Those voices just now were made by the professor in ventriloquism, right?"

Sure enough, he had the same answer as mine, which basically proved my guess. . .

"..." The old man faced everyone's eyes and took off his hat with a smile. "I didn't expect you to see through it. It's a bit interesting. But, how did you know?"

"Colonel Moran spoke to you just now," Conan shrugged. "Excuse me, would Colonel Moran, as Moriarty's confidant and number two, use honorifics with a common servant? Of course not, the only reason he would use honorifics with you is because he found out that you are Professor Moriarty."

"Is that all there is to it?" Professor Moriarty glanced at the wall of the poker club - behind that should be the poker table where Colonel Moran sat before.

Is he dissatisfied with his pig teammates?

"Another point," Conan shook his head and continued. "I heard Professor Moriarty is a hip old man who uses cologne."

"So when you handed him the red wine, did you ask about the taste of cologne?" Zhuxing Hongshu asked.

"Yes." Conan nodded.

"Nice job," Moriarty nodded expectantly. "You're just like a little Sherlock Holmes."

"Speaking of which, do you have anything to do with me?"