Who Am I Going To Be Today?

"I...I'm going to get a hot drink..." Yuan Tai turned and left with a haha ​​expression on his face.

"I'll go with you..." Mitsuhiko laughed dryly and followed closely.

"Wait for me..." Ayumi couldn't take it anymore.

"It's weird..." Dr. Li spread his hands, "Could it be that the air-conditioning here is too cold for the children?"

"Ha ha……"

Conan let out a hehe, obviously Dr. A Li didn't understand how boring his cold joke was.

On the other side, the juvenile detective team looking for a hot drink just met Zhou Jing who came back.

"I'm back, everyone."

"Welcome! You are finally here, Jill-kun."

"By the way, I also brought a gift, everyone has a share."

Zhou Jing opened the black box sent by BB and handed the badges to everyone one by one.

Seeing the game experience badge, the eyes of the young detective team were shining, and they were very excited to accept it.

"It's a badge! Jill-kun, you are amazing, you have gotten so much."

"It's great, so everyone has a share, and it can also be given to Ai Jiang and Sister Xiaolan."

"Because the Babylon Foundation has provided technical support, I can get so much in one breath. Let's go in and play games together."

Zhou Jing has never played this kind of VRmmorpg game himself. Personally, I am still looking forward to what it will be like, and the opportunity is rare. .

I also look like a child now, so I can play games with my friends as if I was back to my childhood happily.

Five hundred and seventieth chapters Jack the Ripper and Jack the Ripper

in the venue

"Damn it, he even teased us for a long time before returning it to us."

Zhuxing Hideki was holding the ball with a displeased expression. The few of them were just being teased by that guy, and they basically ran all over the venue. They were exhausted.

"Don't say that, at least we got it back."

The boy in the green suit wiped his sweat with a handkerchief. They were all **** fans of Beckham. If the ball with his autograph was confiscated, he would definitely feel heartache for a long time.

It's a blessing to be able to get it back. If people were worse and just threw them in the trash, they wouldn't have a place to cry.

"I remember him! James or something... what did he say his name was before he left?"

"He said his name was James Moriarty, and he was waiting for our challenge at any time. He really looked like a foreigner, so he shouldn't lie to us."

"Humph! James Moriarty, I remember you! I'll tell my dad later."

Putting down the harsh words on the spot, Zhuxing Hideki kicked the football he just got back.

Whether it was fate or not, their location happened to be in the center of the venue, next to the most eye-catching bronze statue in the entire venue.

"This bronze statue is really well done."

Two middle-aged men were chatting at the bronze statue, one of them had a nine-point similarity with Hideki Zhuxing.

It is not accurate to say that the bronze statue is a bronze statue. It should be described as a group of bronze statues. The whole group of bronze statues is composed of five human figures. It looks quite imposing, and people can't help but wonder.

"I heard that it is the most satisfying collection of Chairman Sindora."

"He even brought it here. It seems that he really likes this thing."

"Among these bronze statues, it is very rare to have a fighting posture like this, probably very similar to himself?"

Halfway through their conversation, Zhuxing Hideki's football flew diagonally and hit the statue directly, knocking the short sword in the hand of a bronze statue to the ground with a soft "pop" sound.

However, no one around notices this, because the attention is on the football and the children playing football.

"Xiu Shu, don't play football in this place!" said a middle-aged man who was 90% similar to Zhu Xing Xiu Shu, but just by looking at his face, he knew that he didn't really care.

"Yes."

Zhuxing Hideki had acted pretentiously in front of Mouri Kogoro before, but was unusually honest in front of his father.

He solemnly picked up the dagger, and after putting it back into the statue's hand, he slowly left with the football in his arms.

As for Zhuxing Hideki's football, it can only be regarded as a small episode in the discussion. The middle-aged man didn't care, and continued to chat with Zhuxing Hideki's father.

"Did you just kick too much? This thing fell off. What if it was damaged?"

When Zhuxing Hideki came back with the ball, the boy in the green suit was a little uneasy. It shouldn't be very expensive.

Their family must be able to pay for it, but it is inevitable that he will be scolded by his parents, and he personally does not want to cause trouble.

"It's nothing, anyway, there won't be genuine products in such places. Genuine products are generally treasured, so don't care about this stuff."

Zhuxing Xiushu shrugged in disapproval, he couldn't understand this kind of thing, and it wasn't that he couldn't afford it.

Ok. Fake?

Because he wanted to see his son, Kudo Yusaku, who happened to pass by the two, glanced at him and saw the process of putting the dagger back into the statue's hand.

After thinking for a while, after taking a few steps, a group of reporters poured out, but Yusaku Kudo got down to accept an interview with reporters.

"As the head of research and development of 'Cocoon', Kenmura Zhongbin is a lost friend of mine in college. Through this work, I have relived my past friendship."

"Thank you..." After taking a few photos of Kudo Yusaku, the reporter said goodbye to him with a smile.

Kudo Yusaku nodded with a smile, and asked the person next to him, "Where is Mr. Kenmura? I want to see him."

"Yes, I'll find him right away," said the male staff member.

"Ok?"

Kudo Yusaku turned around and unexpectedly saw the target he was looking for - Conan.

It hasn't changed at all when I met before, and I'm still so young. My son has changed back to elementary school because of drugs. As a father, the experience is very interesting to a certain extent.

He also wanted to help his son solve this matter, but it was a pity that his son was too stubborn like him, and directly refused him to use his connections to engage in the black organization.

The father and son stood in the same position with their pockets in their pockets, but their eyes met and communicated with each other.

[You look very energetic, so I can rest assured. 】

【You too. 】

Work area · basement office

Chairman Sindora stood at the door of the basement, looked at the words "Jiancun Office" on the door, hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door of the basement.

In the basement, there are things like large computer mainframes all around, but in the direction facing the gate, it is a fish tank, with countless tropical fish swimming in it, it looks very gorgeous, in front of the screen, a figure is facing away. open the door and sit there quietly.

"I have to rush back to the venue immediately, so you can say bluntly, how much are you going to sell me for the DNA tracking system that Hongshu entrusted to you?"

Sindora looked at the figure sitting in front of the computer solemnly, asked the price lightly and tried to change the subject.

He didn't intend to buy this in the first place, his criminal blood was burning, and he was going to kill the only person in front of him who knew his secret.

"Actually, I didn't intend to blackmail you." The man sitting in front of the computer turned around and clasped his hands together, "I just hope... you can atone for your sins."

Sindora frowned and said nothing.

Jianmura Zhongbin sighed, "Hongshu knows about that... Your secret is enough to destroy the Sindora Empire!"

"But without the help of Hongshu's power, artificial intelligence can't do it... So you strictly forced Hongshu to work, forcing him to complete it as soon as possible."

Jianmura Zhongbin showed a heartache. If he had known that his child would be in such pain, he should have gone directly to the United States to pick him up. Since the divorce that day, it has been completely separated.

"...And Hiroshi, who was forced to the limit in his heart, thought that after completing artificial intelligence, he would be killed by you! That's why he let Noah's Ark, which can be said to be his avatar, be released through the telephone line. , and then committed suicide by jumping from the top floor of the apartment!"

Thomas Syndora was silent, tightening the stopwatch in his hand.

As he expected, everything was known by Hongshu's father, and it was Noah's Ark who told him.

"After a while, my computer was hacked by the files of the DNA tracking system. It was the ghost of Noah's Ark, who inherited the legacy of Hongshu."

"I think this is the cry of Hongshu's soul to me."

"I will make atonement, I will make everything public, no matter what kind of sanctions, I am willing to accept. Can you show me before then? The DNA trace that Noah's Ark you said sent to you system."

Sindo Ramen stood there expressionlessly, his voice low.

Taking a deep look at Thomas Syndora, Jiancun turned around the chair and tapped softly on the keyboard, and a string of codes appeared on the computer screen.

Perhaps recalling his own child, Jiancun didn't notice the unnatural expression on Chairman Sindora's face.

Looking at Jiancun's back, Sindora's face showed a hint of struggle. Finally, he slowly took out a rubber glove from his pocket and put it on his hand. Then, a little cold light came out of his sleeve. Slowly reveal the flash!

"This is the undead that transcended time and space and was transported to modern London..."

Jiancun's hand stopped, and he turned the chair as he spoke, but the next moment, his eyes shrank suddenly, and Sindora, who had been standing at the door before, was rushing towards him with a frantic face, and the target was him. 's chest.

——This **** has no intention of atonement from the beginning, he is an ugly liar!

Clang!

The expected pain did not come as expected, and he raised his head in doubt, and found that a young white-haired girl appeared in front of him.

She wielded a short knife in both hands, blocking the fatal blow for him.

"who are you!?"

"We are—Jack the Ripper."

The white-haired girl with a short knife said lightly as her feet landed gently.

Chapter 574 My ancestors are so cute

"Are you kidding me?"

As the successor to Jack the Ripper, Sindora laughed out loud when she saw a girl who was not yet ten years old calling herself Jack the Ripper.

Although the assassination failed, it was just such a little girl, and he didn't think he could block himself again.

"It's the truth, uncle."

Little Jack easily blocked Sindora's re-attack, then dodged behind him and gave Sindora's soft underbelly a heavy blow with the hilt.

"puff--"

A boss of a large company who lives in the office for a long time and doesn't exercise much every day, even if he is in the blood of sin, he is still powerless in front of Little Jack.

She resisted the urge to cut the pieces, and only used the handle of the knife.

Sindora fell to the ground because of the pain. Little Jack squatted down in front of Sindora and said lightly, "Have you calmed down? Uncle, your blood of crime is only this level."

"Damn... How did you know that, are you also the one invited by Noah's Ark?"

The petite body is like a ghost, and in the moment just now, Sindora seemed to have seen herself being cut into pieces countless times.

Intensity is not a dimension at all, how can such a child have such terrifying killing skills and experience.

People trained by international criminal organizations?

Sindora did not believe little Jack's rhetoric, he believed that this may be a killer cultivated by a transnational criminal organization.

But another question arises. Noah's Ark has no money and no power. How did AI come into contact with this transnational criminal organization? Did it sell itself?

Sindora struggled on the floor and tried to get up, but was knocked down again by little Jack's light touch with the handle of the knife.

At this time, Sindora noticed that the two knives in Little Jack's hands seemed to be exactly the same as those in his own hands, and his thinking instantly entered a bottleneck again.

The dagger in his hand was the Jack the Ripper 100 years ago, no matter how the modern black hand organization could not have given such poor equipment to the killer he cultivated.

And since the appearance of little Jack, he felt that he had a kind of affection for her, but that kind of intimacy only gradually appeared after the blood of crime subsided.

Is this child really his ancestor?

Judging by the age, it was too different, and Sindora still couldn't believe this conclusion.

"Thank you for saving me, little sister."

"It's nothing, it was Uncle Sherlock who asked us to come and see this descendant. It was just incidental to save you."

Incidentally? Jianmura looked embarrassed when he heard the answer, but he immediately noticed the person Little Jack mentioned.

Sherlock?

What's going on here? Did someone take this contemporary number specifically? Like this little girl calling herself Jack the Ripper?