Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 355 The Ghost of Baker Street 5: Sherlock Holmes
Main control room.

Dr. Agasa nervously pushed open the door and entered, just as he was wondering how to obtain the principles of game hypnosis, he discovered that the police were also in the control room.

It was the same old group of people, including Inspector Megure, along with the Deputy Superintendent General.

President Schindler sat to one side with an unpredictable expression, while Yusaku Kudo became the central figure in the room.

Even the deputy superintendent general of police looked at Yusaku Kudo with great interest.

"Mr. Kudo, you planned this game, is it really impossible for even you to handle it?"

"I only designed the plot. Noah's Ark not only allows Sherlock Holmes, who is supposed to help the players, to leave London, but Jack the Ripper's true identity also seems to have changed."

Yusaku Kudo stared at the game screen and the game data brought up by the staff.

"Most importantly, we can't contact the children in the game right now, so even if we wanted to guide them, we can't. Right now, all we can do is..."

Yusaku Kudo calmly looked at Conan, who had already arrived at Baker Street.

He wasn't surprised that his son had taken the initiative to play the game.

Among the many scenes, only Shinichi is advancing the plot. Apart from him, only a few soccer boys are doing relatively well, unlike the other children who have problems with even basic survival and activities.

In less than half an hour, the number of players had been reduced by half. Most of them could not adapt to the game and either got caught by the police or fell into the hands of local gangs.

The game he designed wasn't that difficult.

Why is it?
Kudo Yusaku glanced at President Schindler, who was sitting alone to one side.

This person has a big problem. All he can do now is prevent the other party from interfering with the game, and also hope that everything goes well for his son Shinichi.

“Professor,” Yusaku Kudo turned to the dazed Professor Agasa, “Where’s Kido?”

“Oh, oh,” the doctor snapped out of his reverie and whispered in Kudo Yusaku’s ear, “He wants to get the technical data on the game pod, especially the hypnosis data.”

"Hypnotic data? What does he need that for?"

Yusaku Kudo paused, looking puzzled.

Even if the players could be awakened, those children were trapped in the game pods, and if they acted recklessly, they might anger the artificial intelligence.

"I understand, I will try my best to help him get the data."

Although he didn't quite understand, Yusaku Kudo agreed anyway.

Based on his understanding of Gao Mo, he wouldn't be the kind of person to act recklessly.

……

Underground computer room.

Gao Mo pushed open the door and entered Jiancun's office.

Kenmura, who was hypnotized, was still fast asleep, but the machines next to him were all running automatically.

The game was also projected onto several computer screens, including the monitors in the control room.

A large amount of data is being transferred on the main computer.

"Noah's Ark?"

Gao Mo walked to the computer.

The server room appears to have been taken over by artificial intelligence, but there are no monitoring or recording devices, so the other party is unaware of his arrival.

The entire program was displayed before him.

As Yusaku Kudo said, the "Noah's Ark" of artificial intelligence that can grow like a human is a fantasy and is impossible to appear in this era. The artificial intelligence that Schindler Corporation uses to develop games can only be called AI, which is just a tool for processing data.

But now the complete "Noah's Ark" is right in front of him.

It's practically a miracle.

Gao Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Even though he could only see data, he seemed to be able to feel strong emotions from the virtual world.

A data-driven spiritual entity?

Gao Moxin was touched.

Just then, my phone vibrated slightly; the professor had sent me a document.

"Amo, I can only get the on-site data, but there's too much data. I can only send you a portion. See if it's useful," the doctor then texted.

"Thanks."

Gao Mo checked his emails.

The content is exactly the hypnosis section of the game pod's operational data.

Unlike the suggestive hypnosis achieved through eye contact, the game pod uses brain-computer interface to forcibly control the human senses.

After Noah's Ark appeared, the number of abnormal data increased dramatically, which even the on-site engineers could not understand.

Thinking of the spiritual entity perceived by the Mind Network, Gao Mo's eyes flickered slightly.

If it's a purely scientific field, he really doesn't have much of a solution.

But now it seems there's an opportunity to intervene?

The supernatural is exactly his domain.

Looking at the game screen on the computer in front of him, Gao Mo let out a soft breath, turned around, locked the door, and sat down at his desk with his eyes closed.

"Whoosh!" The mental network unfolded, and Gao Mo seemed to enter the observation perspective of his soul leaving his body again, tracking the spiritual aura that quickly spread throughout the entire game venue.

In the control room, the engineers who were monitoring the data exclaimed in surprise once again.

"what happened?"

"The data suddenly surged just now."

What is Noah's Ark doing now?

How's your game progress?

"It's running normally. Phew, it's probably just data fluctuations."

In the game "Old London".

A young man walking on the street flashed for a moment, and the next moment he transformed into a British version of Yusaku Kudo.

"Is this what the game world is like?"

Gao Mo felt his new body and the surrounding environment.

Although we didn't enter through the game pod, the sensory experience was no different.

The streets were filled with a foul-smelling smog.

The red brick buildings and orange streetlights all look so real.

It felt like stepping back in time to old London.

Gao Mo watched the carriages passing by, and after only a few steps, he saw Conan's figure.

221B Baker Street...

This is Sherlock Holmes's address.

"I have something very important to discuss with Mr. Holmes," Conan asked the woman who opened the door. "Do you know where Mr. Holmes is?"

"I only heard that Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson were going out to investigate a case, apparently to a village called Dartmore."

"The Baskerville Hound case?"

Conan's expression turned somewhat grim as he recalled the content of the Sherlock Holmes novels.

In that case, we can't rely on Sherlock Holmes at all.

"Can I go in and take a look?" Conan asked, settling for second best. "Actually, I am..."

"Ah, Mr. Holmes?" The woman looked at Gao Mo, who was walking in from outside, with surprise. "Why are you back?"

"what?"

Conan turned around in a daze and almost dropped his jaw when he saw a face that looked almost exactly like Yusaku Kudo's.

"He...he's Sherlock Holmes?"

“Yes,” the woman said, puzzled, “didn’t you know?”

"Know, know."

Conan's lips twitched.

Could Watson be a PhD?
I knew my dad would do side jobs.

His reason for becoming a Sherlock Holmes fan was also because of his father.

"I heard Jack the Ripper has started committing crimes again, so I came back to check it out."

Gao Mo instantly got into character, bypassing Conan and entering the house.

The actors are all highly skilled, and they also have some understanding of Sherlock Holmes, so there shouldn't be any major problems with their performances.

Anyway, the real Sherlock Holmes isn't in the game.

"Come in too," Gao Mo called out to Conan as he turned around. "You must need my help with something, right?"

"Uh-huh." Conan was slightly lost in thought.

Seeing my idol, Sherlock Holmes, dressed up as his father is really strange.

I should have been very excited, but now I feel particularly puzzled.

I can't relate to it at all anymore.

That awful dad.

"Then I'll go pour some hot tea for you." The woman went to the kitchen with a kind smile.

After catching his breath, Conan followed Gao Mo upstairs.

The most important thing now is to finish the game, and Holmes' return is a good start.

With Sherlock Holmes around, there's no way the case can't be solved, right?
but……

Looking at Holmes's back in front of him, even though he knew it was a character designed by his father, Conan was still a little unsettled.

Especially after entering Holmes' room, the familiar room layout gave Conan a feeling of pilgrimage.

Putting everything else aside, everything in this game is so realistic that you could never find this sense of history in real London.

(End of this chapter)