Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 947 You are Sherlock Holmes!

  Conan looked at the closed door, rubbed his ears that were pounded by the clerk's loud voice, and sighed sadly.

  "..." At times like this, I miss Jiang Xia's inexplicable talent for affinity. Although the neighbor often accidentally shows his murderous side, at least he looks like a good guy. Moreover, being close to an adult, it is not easy to be turned away by the conversation object... Tsk, the hateful Noah, if he can't beat Jiang Xia, he really doesn't talk about martial arts. Also throw the pot to the game makers.

   The plan to knock Easter eggs failed miserably.

  Conan retreated back to the alley in a subtly mood, joined the players, then raised his head again and looked at the window of the cafe.

After seeing it clearly, he was slightly startled.

  —The young man with an Asian face is no longer there, and he doesn’t know when he disappeared.

   "When you were thrown out just now, the man seemed to finish the wine in the glass, then handed the glass to the waiter and left by the window."

   Haibara Ai also doesn't play games very often, but at least he is better than Conan.

She tried to use the thinking of the game to speculate on the current situation: "Maybe it's not time to find a 'helper'. Key characters always appear at critical moments. We don't know anything about the main line of the game now, and it's normal to see helpers. . .

   "Also, there is a more probable cause—

"This is indeed one of the opportunities to contact helpers, but unfortunately you chose the wrong method, so they left - I heard that the more talented people are, the more cold they are. Xuande in the Three Kingdoms period, only saw Kongming after visiting the cottage... "

   Haibara Ai said, accepting this setting. Nodding his head secretly.

  —If so, this game seems to have a bit of heaviness, as well as educational significance, which is more interesting than solving cases and arresting people she imagined.

  Conan interrupted her conjecture shamelessly:

   "No, it's definitely the first situation—it's not time to get in touch with that mysterious helper.

"He probably just came out for a cutscene, to pave the way for his appearance. Otherwise, I can't climb up the wall to the second floor, and then look through the window to find him... In addition, maybe it's just a simple passerby, a set. part."

   "Impossible!" Suzuki Sonoko and Yoshida Ayumi suddenly said, interrupting him in unison, with a firm tone, "His delicacy is not at the same level as passers-by."

  Conan: "...Who says handsome can't be a passerby." Maybe game companies just like to break the rules...

  …

   While chatting, they occasionally looked at the door of the coffee shop, wanting to see if the "suspected mysterious helper" guy would come out by himself after he left his seat.

   But until then.

   With the high-pitched police whistle, several policemen separated from the chaotic onlookers and ran in quickly. They braked next to the body and looked down.

  Conan look at the populace who dodged the police and seemed a little afraid of them.

   looked at the cafe next to him, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

   After a while, Conan trotted to the side of the police, trying to use these door-to-door tools to break through the fierce defense of the cafe clerk:

   "Uncle Police, I just found a coffee cup next to the body that I don't know who dropped it. The mark on the cup is exactly the same as the coffee shop next to it. If you go in and ask about the situation, maybe you can..."

"Go away! What the **** are you doing!" The policeman waved at him and said disdainfully, "When 'Jack the Ripper' committed a crime, he brought a cup of coffee? Then after killing people, he specially dropped the cup? - absurd , this is not your house game."

   Conan who failed to speak again: "..."

…Why it came out like this.

   Could it be that in this world, players cannot ask passersby or police for help?

  "..." I miss Officer Takagi so much, so can the Megumi Police Department...

  …

  Conan's second attempt to "enter the cafe and contact the mysterious man in the cafe" failed again.

   He frowned and walked back to the alley, trying his best to ignore the complicated eyes of a few bear children "Conan really isn't good at playing games", thinking about what to do next.

At this time, another policeman ran close, and the two policemen next to the corpse shouted to the new colleague: "Go and contact the Redtrace Police Department - 'Jack the Ripper' has appeared again! This kind of dirty and **** I can't go wrong, it must be the devil!"

"Redtree Police Department!?" Conan was shocked, "Isn't this a fictional character in Sherlock Holmes? Could it be that this so-called 'London at the end of the nineteenth century' is not completely real history, but a real history The 'Jack the Ripper' in the novel is combined with the 'Sherlock Holmes' in the novel?"

  Maolilan nodded thoughtfully. Although she is not a fan of detectives, whoever caught Shinichi Kudo in the past would talk to her about Sherlock Holmes.

  Maurilan's knowledge reserve in this regard has also become quite rich: "I seem to have heard the saying 'If Jack the Ripper represents the darkness of this era, then Sherlock Holmes is the light of the era'..."

   "Yes, our helper may actually be Sherlock Holmes! Otherwise, there is no need for the designer to mix the real history with the novel, and add the character 'Holmes' when capturing 'Jack the Ripper'."

  Conan, a senior Sherlock Holmes fan, his eyes lit up, "I'll just say, the guy upstairs just now may just be a passerby..."

   As he talked, he felt that the other party, whether in appearance or aura, or even the behavior of "noticing the player immediately", was not very close to "passers-by".

   In order to prevent slaps in the face in the future, he cleared his throat again and secretly added: "...or the villain. Of course, it may also be Sherlock Holmes after the magic reform!"

  Conan's words are quite confident.

  —Because this copy was designed with the help of his father.

Yusaku Kudo, on the surface, is a serious and serious writer, but in fact, he may have been infected by Yukiko Kudo. His desire for spoofing and magic reform does not need others at all - change Sherlock Holmes into something "mysterious Asian high school student" "A role like ... is not impossible.

   "Anyway, since there is Sherlock Holmes in this world, let's go to 221 Baker Street first."

  Conan tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, and his mental state was like a vodka about to see the Earth Ladies.

The fake child said solemnly and calmly: "Even if that mysterious man is a reformed Sherlock Holmes, he will definitely not stay home every day and night, we should wait at his house, we should be able to wait - or, we can ask the landlord or his Friends, after confirming his appearance, look for it in a targeted manner."

   (end of this chapter)