Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 358 The Ghost of Baker Street 8: Doubt

"The stars..."

The politician's son swallowed hard, looked around, and then reluctantly stepped forward.

"I'll stay. If anything happens to me... you must clear the game and revive me."

"Takizawa!"

Hideki Moroboshi looked at his companion in surprise.

It's surprising that this seemingly eccentric soccer player also has a responsible side.

“There’s nothing I can do,” the politician’s son said, his laughter sounding like a cry, as he shakily pushed Hideki Moroboshi away. “Anyway, I’m sure I can’t be of any help. You and the bespectacled kid are both better than me. I can only leave the task of clearing the game to you two.”

Gao Mo was also somewhat surprised, but he did not interfere.

Whether these people are eliminated or not is not of great importance.

"Let's go."

Gao Mo turned around and led Conan and Hideki Moroboshi out of the club.

"Moriarty has agreed to help us. He will place an advertisement in the weekly newspaper tomorrow, instructing Jack the Ripper to carry out the mission. We can just go and arrest him then."

"That's strange," Conan asked疑惑地, "Aren't you and Professor Moriarty enemies?"

"They are definitely the enemy, so we need to be careful tomorrow."

Gao Mo stopped a carriage and called over two soccer boys who were hiding outside.

“Hey, glasses kid,” Hideki Moroboshi whispered, pulling Conan aside, “Do you really think he’s Sherlock Holmes?”

"What's wrong?" Conan asked, puzzled. "Is there a problem?"

"Didn't you see that just now?" Hideki Moroboshi frowned. "How could Holmes possibly dodge a bullet? Something was very strange just now, wasn't it?"

"Well," Conan didn't think too much about it, "maybe it's because it's a game? We can't let Holmes get shot and killed."

He thought it perfectly matched his image of Sherlock Holmes.

What's wrong with Sherlock Holmes being a little more capable?
Aside from his father's face being a bit out of place, everything else perfectly fulfilled his fantasy.

It felt like I had truly entered the world of a novel and was walking alongside my idol.

Time in the game moves much faster than in the outside world; a single scene transition can quickly switch to daytime.

Whitechapel area.

Conan followed Gao Mo into the crime scene.

"Regarding Jack the Ripper's crimes," Conan asked, staring at Gomer's retreating figure, "you already have some ideas, don't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't have specifically brought up the second murder case. Is there anything special about Honey Chariste?"

"Honey originally lived and married in a small town called Windsor. Ten years ago, in order to pursue her dreams, she abandoned her husband and son and came to London. The two rings of different sizes are actually proof of her parent-child relationship."

Gao Mo mentally reconstructed the details of the case.

"Choosing a completely unrelated woman as the first victim was actually a way to mislead the police."

"But then there were new victims..."

“This is a crime. That guy can’t stop. He can only fill the emptiness in his heart by killing. Moriarty is helping us because this henchman has started to lose control.”

“Mr. Holmes,” Conan called out to Gomer in a low voice, “Professor Moriarty may want to give up on Jack the Ripper, but he certainly wants to deal with you too. There might be a trap this time, so…”

"Go and take a look at the newspaper."

Gomer turned and left the Whitechapel.

"The newspapers should be out by now."

"Newspapers for sale! Newspapers for sale!" Newspaper boys ran back and forth on the street. "Jack the Ripper is back! This time there are two victims!"

"Please give me one!"

Conan eagerly picked up the newspaper and began to carefully examine the advertisements.

"Tonight we're cleaning the opera house stage. M gave J this message... If it's about murdering a stage actor..."

“The Triumphant Performance,” Gomer also asked for a newspaper, “The star of the Royal Opera House, Irene Adler, is performing tonight.”

"Eileen Adler?"

Conan was startled and noticed the performance information behind the advertisement.

"That Moriarty guy was definitely up to no good!"

Who is Irene Adler?

Hideki Moroboshi and two other soccer boys came looking for them.

"Glasses kid, it seems like only a few of us are left who haven't been eliminated yet."

"Irene Adler is Mr. Holmes's favorite woman."

Conan glanced at Gao Mo, then breathed a sigh of relief as he responded to the soccer boys.

“Just like yesterday, we can’t send everyone. Even if something goes wrong, we won’t be wiped out.” “Shouldn’t we call the police in this situation?” the chubby boy asked nervously. “We can’t catch Jack the Ripper ourselves, only Sherlock Holmes…”

"If we alert the police, that guy might not show up."

Gao Mo felt a chill run down his spine.

Who was Sherlock Holmes' favorite woman?
He's not good at acting in romantic scenes.

Furthermore, Holmes is portrayed as Yusaku Kudo, Watson as Professor Agasa, and this Irene is most likely portrayed as Yukiko Kudo.

Thinking of Yusaku Kudo watching from outside, Gao Mo's eyebrows twitched repeatedly.

It's definitely Yukiko.

“I might not be able to show up tonight,” Gomer said, closing the newspaper. “Could you please take good care of Irene Adler?”

"Why?" Conan asked curiously.

"I must hide in the shadows and capture Jack the Ripper."

Gao Mo mentally scoffed.

Can we trust you?

"Mm!" Conan seemed to turn into a normal child in front of his idol, his face flushed and he nodded repeatedly. "Don't worry, I will definitely protect Miss Irene!"

Outside the game.

Yusaku Kudo, who had been closely watching the game's progress, looked puzzled and stroked his chin for a while.

Why does it feel like... this Sherlock Holmes is someone he knows?

And it doesn't seem like artificial intelligence.

"Doctor, have any other people entered the game?"

"Huh?" Professor Agasa turned around in confusion. "The players are just those kids, there shouldn't be any extra game pods, right?"

"Indeed not."

Schindler got up from his seat.

"Excuse me, may I go out for a bit? I'm a little worried about Kenmura, and I was just thinking of talking to him. No matter what, I have to take responsibility for these trapped children. I absolutely cannot let Hiroki's AI kill people!"

"Jiancun?"

Yusaku Kudo's thoughts were interrupted.

"I'll go with you..."

"No need, we'll have to trouble Mr. Kudo here. The game's climax is just around the corner, isn't it?"

Schindler waved his hand in refusal to accept Yusaku Kudo's offer and left the control room with a sullen face.

He no longer cared about leaving any evidence against him afterward.

We must determine whether artificial intelligence has spiraled out of control.

Logically, the virus should have already taken effect, but that "Sherlock Holmes" is still lively and energetic, seemingly unaffected by the virus at all.

If necessary, Noah's Ark will have to be destroyed.

The crimes of the Schindler Company must never be exposed to the world.

His use of 50 children as bait must absolutely not be exposed.

"Could it be that Kensuke didn't die, or that he left behind some backup plan?"

Schindler continued walking toward the underground machine room, when he suddenly overheard some of the security guards discussing the car accident outside the city hall.

A woman in a short skirt died in a car accident after leaving the city hall.

"How pitiful, so beautiful, and she died on the spot."

"Yes, why did we have to go out at that time? Fate is truly unpredictable."

"I heard that there were problems at the game launch event, with 50 children trapped inside the game and taken hostage. The energy stored in the game pods was used as weapons by artificial intelligence."

"real or fake?"

Why does artificial intelligence go out of control?

"It seems to be related to what happened at the Schindler Company two years ago..."

Schindler remained silent with a cold expression.

Wasn't the woman in the short skirt who died in the accidental car crash the hitman he hired?

How come he ended up dying unexpectedly when he had that guy fake Kenmura's death as an accident?
Schindler gritted his teeth in frustration.

The claim of being second on the assassin list is completely unreliable.

No wonder these guys were hunted down by people who suddenly appeared.

(End of this chapter)