I play color 6 in rice flower town

Just like the Fireproof Girl in the Fire Passing Sacrifice, no matter how many souls you give her, she will just wait quietly beside the Spiral Sword instead of wielding the Spiral Sword to help you kill monsters... Even if she can easily Unexpectedly, he broke King Xin's leg, and let the dwarf king honestly drag half of his body back to the throne, and even nailed Guda to death in the ashes cemetery with a single sword.

Since the plot cannot be modified right now, it only depends on the player's operation level.

In the cathedral of the opera house, Irene Andora in a lavender dress stood on the stage, a beam of white light came down from above, moving slowly with her figure.

She closed her eyes slightly, crossed her fingers and sang loudly in front of her chest. Below was an ensemble of hundreds of people, intertwined with the sounds of various string instruments and wind instruments, which made the audience all show intoxicated expressions.

Kudo Souji was at the highest point in the entire cathedral at this time.

He leaned against the fence of the fourth-floor promenade and looked down, just enough to have a panoramic view of the entire church.

According to the plan, he was specially responsible for observing the overall situation from a high place and keeping an eye on Jack the Ripper's whereabouts at all times.

Conan and the others are waiting behind the scenes on the side of the stage, waiting for an opportunity to prevent any unexpected emergencies.

There is another person on the fourth-floor corridor of the cathedral.

With his old face, silver hair, jet-black dress, and perfect bow tie, he looked like a rich old British gentleman at first glance.

He stared at the beautiful woman on the stage below, with a sinister smile on his face, and he murmured: "Die beautifully, Irene Andora!"

"Stop reciting poems, be careful to die early."

Mr. Kudo stood beside the man, and glanced at him lightly: "Don't talk about it. If you have time, you might as well tell me what method Jack the Ripper will use to get in. If it can reduce the number of I would be very grateful to you for the difficulty of the game, Professor Moriarty."

Moriarty snorted when he heard the words, and the corners of his mouth moved up slightly. He didn't know whether it was a sneer or something else. He said mysteriously: "I am only responsible for giving Jack the Ripper the order to kill. As for what method he uses, that is his freedom." , I can’t control it, besides, as a disciple of Holmes, it’s possible that I don’t even have this reasoning ability?”

"Just talking~" He nodded and stopped talking, but hummed a little song softly.

Professor Moriarty frowned in confusion: "What are you humming?"

"Song~ Is it nice? I'll teach you if you want to learn it?"

Someone spoke lightly.

To be honest, the melody of the song is not outstanding, what really caught the professor's attention was the content in the lyrics.

... The first to get up was the priest's son.

...the last one to fall was an English gentleman.

...I went to bed with his bow tie on.

... Dress up and go out after killing.

What the hell is that singing, thought Professor Moriarty.

The performance below is still in progress, and everyone is immersed in Irene Andora's beautiful singing, not aware of the approaching danger.

The murderous intent comes only in an instant, and without anyone noticing, a gorgeous spark blooms quietly in the darkness, followed by a deafening explosion.

boom! ! !

The sudden sound of the explosion and the soaring flames awakened people from their beautiful dreams, like a thunderbolt striking the head.

They stood up from the solid wooden benches and looked around.

The musicians of the ensemble froze in the air with their violin hands raised, bewildered.

Dynamite?

It's dynamite?

On the corridor on the fourth floor, Mr. Kudo looked as steady as an old dog, but his heart was filled with confusion.

Moriarty's killing order only hit the press this morning.

Whether it is the player or Jack the Ripper, the time of receiving the message should be uniform.

And they had already rushed to the opera house non-stop as soon as they got the news. In theory, they should have arrived at the opera house earlier than Jack the Ripper.

After all, they only needed someone to come over, and Jack the Ripper still needed to make an assassination plan and the equipment needed to prepare for the operation.

But even in such a situation where they had already taken the lead, Jack the Ripper still planted explosives in the opera house without anyone noticing?

Why?

How?

Are you fxx king kidding me?

Feeling the constant real vibrations under his feet, Souji Kudo couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

But time has not allowed him to think too much.

There were more than one place where the explosion occurred, and gorgeous flames bloomed in the opera house one after another.

The carved stone pillars collapsed in the explosion, and the shattered flower windows woke up the people who were still in a state of ignorance.

They came to their senses, screaming and pulsating their legs desperately, wanting to run out, the elegant gentleman's demeanor under the delicate clothes has long since disappeared.

"Yes, that's it! Turn London into a capital of terror, Jack the Ripper!!!"

With the sound of rumbling explosions, Professor Moriarty raised his hands high and laughed hoarsely, looking like a madman.

But in the next second, his laughter was stopped.

A steel arm full of technological style grabbed his collar, strangled his neck, and lifted him off the ground.

Souji Kudo had activated the nano armor as early as the moment the explosion sounded.

Although it cannot provide him with an increase in physical strength in the game, it is enough to use it simply as armor.

The powerful should not be the nano-armor, but the person who uses the nano-armor.

Iron Man once said to the little spider, if you are nothing without the armor, then you are not entitled to have it.

"Here we go?"

He tilted his head and smiled rhythmically at the professor, then stepped onto the fence and jumped down from the fourth-floor corridor of the opera house!

Below, the explosion continued.

Above the dome, a huge pure gold chandelier is crumbling.

The flying gravel broke its last support, and the metal chandelier weighing a hundred catties crashed down from the air tens of meters above the ground.

And right below it that was about to fall was Irene Andora who was still on the stage!

"Danger!!!"

At this critical juncture, the juvenile detective team was dispatched.

They roared and rushed out from behind the curtain, trying to pounce on Irene on the stage through the flames and flying debris.

But time seems to be running out...

At this time, someone descended from the sky with a blue light all over his body, and resisted the huge chandelier falling from the sky with his own strength.

The sound of sharp objects breaking through the flesh sounded, and Professor Moriarty, who was being used as a meat shield, stared wide-eyed. The sharp cone decorated on the chandelier pierced his body, and a mouthful of sweet blood gushed out of his mouth.

His spine fully bears the weight of the entire chandelier, almost breaking apart.

Just before losing consciousness completely, he saw the young man he once boasted had the same criminal talent as Jack the Ripper, smiling at him.

"Get your mysticism, now, go to hell, fuck."

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PS: The title of the song that the general manager is humming is hit and run. If you are interested, you can listen to it. I personally like it very much.

Chapter 130 Chapter 126 Boss Battle

Moriarty's death was not wronged at all.

Really.

Looking around, the huge opera house was full of flames.

It's hard for Souji Kudo to imagine just such a murderer like a mouse crossing the street. At most, he is more cruel and curious in the way of killing. How capable is he to get such a large amount of explosives?

How can a guy who can randomly kill women have so much money to buy explosives?

Or did he find a warehouse to be self-sufficient?

You said that these explosives have nothing to do with you, Moriarty, who would believe it?

And when I ask you something, you pretend to be a master with an inscrutable face, and you open your mouth and shut your mouth just to be cold, so why are you making trouble with your m?

I don't have any b numbers in my mind about what shit I did, and I'm going to test you, a junior, so I'll trouble you to die, okay?

I*you m!

Ever since, Moriarty really died...

The so-called "one power down ten meetings, a scholar meets a soldier" probably refers to this situation.

Accustomed to fighting wits with Sherlock Holmes, the underworld godfather who manipulated the entire London underground behind the scenes probably never imagined that he would die in the hands of a hyperthyroid player in the end.

"Go! The opera house is going to collapse!"

Hearing the sound of the beam gradually crumbling overhead, Conan roared loudly.

Mitsuhiko and Genta reacted immediately, and rushed to the front one while supporting Irene who lost her balance and fell on the stage due to fright, and rushed out.

Haibara Ai also showed extraordinary calmness at this time, she was seen holding Ayumi with one hand and Sonoko with the other, and followed closely behind.

The only person present who had no intention of running away was Souji Kudo.

He still maintained the posture of holding Moriarty's body high with one hand, and stood in the center of the stage carrying the huge chandelier that fell from the sky.

The flying gravel hit the chandelier, sparks flew everywhere, and made a series of tinkling sounds.

All the electrical lighting equipment in the concert hall had been blown up, and the raging flames illuminated his face.

He looked up through the gap between the chandelier, and a figure tightly wrapped in a cloak and windbreaker stood on the huge cracked beam of the dome, quietly watching the people fleeing for their lives below.

Yes, there is no such high-tech thing as a time bomb in this era.

If Jack the Ripper wants to detonate multiple explosives at the same time at a certain time, he must hide in a corner, lead the fuses of the explosives to one place, and then ignite them in sequence.

Moriarty is dead, and there is no one in the whole world who can control this murderer.

This is a branch with both good and bad endings.

If he wins, then Moriarty and Jack the Ripper die together, and London restores peace, which is a good ending.

If you lose, Jack the Ripper will completely lose control and become a murderer, and all players will die because of the failure of the game strategy, which is a bad ending.

In other words, the auditorium of the opera house is the location of the game's final boss battle.

Either kill Jack the Ripper completely here, or the game strategy fails and everyone dies.

but……

"I don't think I should have a reason to lose, right?" Souji Kudo muttered to himself.

He suddenly felt a little regretful, knowing that he should never have emptied that revolver at the poker club.

Even if it is to leave a bullet, it is good to wait until this time, and kill the final boss with a headshot, wouldn't it be beautiful?

So angry.

Well, it doesn't matter.

Boss battles are such a thing... just want to face the boss, it was interesting just now!

Souji Kudo shook his head, flipped the chandelier above his head, and threw it out together with Moriarty's mutilated body.

"Come here." He smiled at Jack the Ripper on the dome.

His words seemed to pull out the spiral sword inserted in Guda's chest. The boss, who had been sluggishly motionless on the beam, suddenly moved his head mechanically. players.

"Come here~" Kudo Souji repeated again, with a more mocking tone.

In the next second, in his field of view, a blood-red banner suddenly appeared out of nowhere in his field of vision, which was no different from the real world. It was covered with exclamation marks, and a big "WARNING" was drawn in the middle.

A long blood bar suddenly appeared at the bottom, and the name of the owner of the blood bar was "Jack The Ripper".

In this way, the painting style is closer to the game.