Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 359 The Ghost of Baker Street 9: The Demon
opera.

When Conan and his friends arrived, the time automatically jumped to night. After buying a bouquet of flowers, they successfully sneaked into the lounge under the guise of being Holmes's apprentice.

Gao Mo then went to scout out the area around the stage.

The game world detective work greatly weakens him, almost eliminating the use of cheats. Fortunately, he doesn't rely on cheats that much, as his talent and knowledge have become his own abilities, and his own level remains high.

He is also skilled in traditional reasoning.

Gao Mo seemed to have truly become Sherlock Holmes, carefully observing the surrounding environment and the people coming and going.

Opera houses are public spaces with diverse populations; there are many ways for people to sneak in, not just audience members.

If it were him, he could sneak into the lounge and kill someone right now, just like Conan and the others.

The question is how Jack the Ripper will choose to carry out his plan.

Moriarty's order was to clean the stage, and based on his simple analysis of Jack the Ripper, he would likely follow the order and clean the stage, rather than simply killing the actors.

Gao Mochun scanned the stage with his naked eye, circled around, and found the prop room located on the side of the stage.

With his bomb disposal skills maxed out, he vaguely heard the ticking of a timer.

Lifting the tarpaulin from among the clutter, a time bomb with an old-fashioned clock attached to it came into Gao Mo's view.

A time bomb from 100 years ago, it's really an antique.

However, it still belongs to his domain.

Gao Mo casually disarmed the bomb, a hint of contemplation in his eyes.

Regarding the explosive power, it is uncertain whether it will kill the stage actors; there are too many uncertainties.

To create chaos?

Just to be on the safe side, Gao Mo checked the surroundings again, and finally hid like a ghost in the prop room to wait for Jack the Ripper.

It must be said that this game is of really good quality and has an exceptionally wonderful experience. It's so realistic that even he was enjoying it so much that he almost forgot his goal was to reach Noah's Ark.

As a detective, perhaps he also longs to travel into the world of Sherlock Holmes to solve cases.

Although there are cases in the Conan world, he always feels that they are all similar and he can't find the thrill of solving them. Moreover, most of the time the cases are sad, making it hard for him to feel happy.

Either the victim is too bizarre, making people reluctant to expose the murderer.

In the world of Sherlock Holmes, you don't need to think about so much; just focus on outsmarting the criminals and enjoy the thrill of deductive reasoning.

Of course, it would be even better if you were solving cases with Sherlock Holmes.

Now, I feel like I'm not quite there to play Sherlock Holmes; it just feels like I'm helping Conan fulfill his dream.

Gao Mo picked up the clock he had taken apart and watched the hands tick.

Around 10 p.m., a loud and beautiful voice suddenly came from the stage in front.

Irene Adler went on stage.

He couldn't appreciate this style of opera singing; it felt like an old lady tilting her head back and singing.

She kept making "oh oh oh" noises.

However, that doesn't stop him from admiring beautiful women.

Looking out through the gap in the curtain, the actress, dressed in a gorgeous long gown, stood alone in the center of the stage like a swan.

She's pretty, but it's a bit odd that she has a Yukiko-like face.

"boom--!"

Two loud explosions interrupted Gao Mo's train of thought.

The entire opera house building was shaking.

The epicenter was located upstairs.

Gao Mo looked up at the theater ceiling, which was covered in cracks, and his eye twitched violently.

Fortunately, he defused the bomb closest to the stage; otherwise, Irene Adler might have been killed instantly.

Is this Jack the Ripper's criminal plan to blow up the entire opera house?

This isn't cleaning the stage, it's cleaning the opera house!

No wonder Moriarty said Jack the Ripper went mad and out of control.

Amidst the chaotic shouts of the audience, Gao Mo turned to the other side of the stage.

Conan had already pulled Irene Adler away, preparing to leave from the back.

This is not a good choice; the back door of the theater is a trap.

This is a common tactic used by assassins.

Jack the Ripper knew that someone would protect Irene Adler, so his goal was not to kill Irene, but to treat her like any other victim from the beginning.

Use that guillotine knife.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several more loud explosions followed, and the ceiling, which had only cracked, collapsed in large sections, with bricks and stones falling down. The audience rushed towards the exit, while the staff near the stage followed to the back door.

"hurry up!"

"Get out and seek refuge immediately!"

"Go through the back door!"

The back door of the opera house.

Jack the Ripper, disguised, blended into the crowd at the intersection. A short knife slipped from his sleeve and, concealed by his cloak, elegantly turned it upside down, its cold gleam aimed at Irene Adler, who had run out with Conan.

"Be careful!!"

Conan noticed something was wrong immediately, but had no chance to react.

The doctor's invention cannot be used in the game world; for now, he is just a clever child.

"Shh!"

The dagger stopped at the last moment in front of Eileen Adler, unable to continue stabbing.

Gao Mo firmly grasped the arm holding the dagger and smiled at Jack the Ripper, whose eyes were fierce.

Whether it's a loophole or not, he can't use superpowers in this world, but his body and consciousness are perfectly synchronized. Without the limitations of the outside world, his combat power is directly maxed out.

That's why he was able to dodge bullets.

"Sherlock Holmes?!" Jack the Ripper's eyes narrowed sharply, and he quickly released his fingers, switching to his other hand to catch the knife and stab Gomer.

Quick and accurate.

Jack the Ripper wielded a short knife with incredible skill.

He truly deserves to be called a top-notch assassin.

Gao Mo shifted his body to the side, simultaneously grabbing and flipping Jack the Ripper's arm, then thrusting his elbow forward, forcing the man to his knees.

He couldn't even hold a knife properly, let alone kill someone with a dagger.

Jack the Ripper screamed in agony, and in a fit of rage, he forced himself to endure the excruciating pain and reached for the dagger again.

Gao Mo didn't give him a chance, and exerted force again, pressing Jack the Ripper's entire face against the brick floor.

"Holmes?"

It was only then that Eileen Adler realized what was happening, her face flushed as she stared at Gao Mo, her love almost overflowing.

"I knew you would come to save me! It's such a pity I can't see how sad you are after losing me."

"?"

Gao Mo glanced speechlessly at the woman who looked almost exactly like Yukiko Kudo, feeling a sense of detachment.

Is it necessary for Yusaku Kudo to design characters entirely based on his wife?
“Go call the police,” Gao Mo said, turning to Conan, who was lost in thought. “This woman should also be handed over to the police for protection…”

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of knocks on the door rang in Gao Mo's ears, causing him to pause half a beat before speaking.

"What's wrong?" Conan looked at Gao Mo with a puzzled expression.

"Whoosh!" Gao Mo didn't say anything, but waited for the police to arrive before disappearing from the game world.

reality.

Underground computer room.

Gao Mo opened his eyes in Jiancun's office.

The computer in front of me was still running the artificial intelligence program, but the game screen suddenly stopped completely, and I could only see the monitoring in the control room.

The game appears to have been shut down; from the outside, all that can be known is the players' location and the number of survivors.

"Boom!"

Two more angry bangs on the door followed.

"Who's in there?!" Schindler roared, his eyes bloodshot. "Get out here!"

Gao Mo glanced back at the door without responding, pondering why the president had suddenly returned.

"Is that you, Kenmura? Are you behind this?!" Schindler wasn't sure who was inside, so he gritted his teeth and probed, "The police are already here. You'd better not do anything rash! Using artificial intelligence to control and hold so many children hostage, do you know how serious this is?"

Gao Mo smiled, ignored Schindler's probing, and picked up his phone to send a message to Kudo Yusaku.

He seemed to know why the president had suddenly become anxious.

The last person who should be here right now is President Schindler.

The appearance of a fake Sherlock Holmes in the game world seems to have had a significant impact on reality.

At the very least, the president's plan had major problems.

Let Kudo Yusaku handle this; it's not appropriate for him to step in right now.

But you haven't finished the game yet?
Jack the Ripper has already been handed over to the police.

Gao Mo noticed that the game was still going on, but Conan and the others had moved to the train station.

Only Conan and Hideki Moroboshi remain as players.

"Beep!"

After turning off the computer monitor, Gao Mo patted Jiancun, who was already showing signs of waking up, and then got up and opened the door.

Schindler, who was guarding the door and about to break in, stumbled into the room, paused for a moment, and did not see Kenmura, who was staring straight at "death" like Gao Mo.

"do you died?"

Schindler's expression changed.

“Don’t blame me, Kenmura. Blame your naivety for asking me to apologize to your son and atone for my sins. The demonic blood of Jack the Ripper flows in my veins, which will not allow me to atone for my sins, but will instead perpetuate the evil.”

"Demon's Blood? Is this the secret that Kenmura wanted to tell us face to face, President Schindler?"

Gao Mo paused.

"That's why you stopped Yusaku Kudo from meeting Kenmura ahead of schedule."

"You are... the owner of that detective agency?"

Schindler was startled and then noticed Gomer standing behind the door.

Damn it, where did this come from?
"You heard everything?" Schindler's face was extremely grim.

“I heard everything,” Gao Mo nodded. “But I don’t think there is any demon blood. Jack the Ripper was just an ordinary murderer who committed a series of murders because of family reasons. You are not the only one of his descendants. What demon blood is there?”

You're just making excuses for your crimes; the real demon is yourself.

"President Schindler!"

When Yusaku Kudo and Inspector Megure arrived at the underground server room, they immediately saw President Schindler, who was covered in sweat.

Kenmura, who had been sleeping soundly in the room, got up, his eyes full of disappointment: "I heard it too, President Schindler. So you wanted to kill me. Neither Hiroki nor I intended to expose your secret, otherwise Yusaku would have known long ago."

But you...

Schindler, you really did want to kill Hiroki to silence him, right? You only used Hiroki as a tool!

Kenmura clenched his fingers in self-reproach.

"I couldn't make Hiroki feel the love and fatherly affection when I was in Japan, and now that he's abroad, there are still people like you. How desperate must Hiroki be in the end..."

"despair?"

Schindler burst into laughter.

“I didn’t treat Hiroki as my son, but he didn’t treat me as his father either, did he? If he was going to commit suicide, why did he have to send Noah’s Ark out? Look at what that artificial intelligence has been doing now.”
That guy had no intention of letting the players go! Those 50 kids are doomed!

"What do you mean, let the players go?" Kenmura looked at his friend Kudo Yusaku with suspicion. "What happened?"

"Noah's Ark has taken 50 players hostage, stipulating that someone must complete the game, otherwise everyone will suffer brain death."

Kudo Yusaku explained in a deep voice.

"Jack the Ripper was already in the hands of the police, but Holmes, who had just helped the player, suddenly disappeared, and the scene was forcibly switched to Charlie Cross Station."

“Charlie Cross Station?” Kenmura’s eyes narrowed. “Could it be…”

“That’s right, the last train departing from Charlie Cross Station is the most dangerous climax ending I designed. Even if the player defeats Jack the Ripper, they won’t survive,” Yusaku Kudo checked the broadcast screen on his phone. “It seems like Noah’s Ark is deliberately preventing the player from completing the game smoothly.”

"how is this possible?"

Kenmura loudly denied it.

"Noah's Ark could never endanger human life, and Hiroki would never leave such a loophole!"

"Hmph, that's just how it is," Schindler sneered. "Kenmura, I actually advised Hiroki back then not to give artificial intelligence a soul, but he insisted on making artificial intelligence like humans."
Hiroki's suicide wasn't my fault. I only feel guilty because of the AI's escape. My bounty for the past two years was for Hiroki, and for all of humanity.

“President Schindler,” Megure stepped forward solemnly, “would you be willing to cooperate with the investigation?”

"No problem at all."

Schindler appeared unconcerned, but the sneer in his eyes remained undisguised.

The game has entered its final stage, meaning his second move is finally coming in handy.

The entire game, including the artificial intelligence, will then be destroyed.

He couldn't care less whether the 50 players would get into trouble.

Anyway, the secret of Jack the Ripper's descendants can no longer be kept, and the most important thing is other evidence of crimes.

As long as artificial intelligence is destroyed, the Japanese government will be powerless to stop him from committing attempted murder.

Schindler's face darkened as he turned and scanned the people in the room.

What he couldn't understand was why things had turned out this way.

It's one thing to have things go wrong in the game, but why is reality also such a mess?
Subconsciously ignoring Gao Mo behind the crowd, Schindler glared fiercely at Kudo Yusaku.

It must be that this detective deliberately conspired with Kenmura to set him up.

"Ok?"

Yusaku Kudo noticed Schindler's malicious gaze, and his brow twitched in confusion.

What did he do?

Why do you seem to want to kill him?

"The problem now is what to do with the game?" Yusaku Kudo frowned, focusing on the game. "President Schindler's matter aside, the players are indeed in big trouble now. Not only has Holmes disappeared again, but the difficulty has also been forcibly increased."

Gao Mo secretly touched his nose.

Sherlock Holmes disappeared simply because he retired.

However, the increase in game difficulty is indeed strange.

"I'm going to the restroom," Gao Mo said, drawing stares from everyone around him. Even Professor Agasa, who was talking to Yusaku Kudo, tugged at his beard.

However, this time Gao Mo really went to the toilet.

Since he had already entered the game once, he didn't need to stay in the server room area to reconnect. Gao Mo quickly sensed the spiritual entity through his mental network.

In fact, he should be considered as entering the game with Noah's Ark as the anchor point. In some ways, like the imposter Hideki Moroboshi, he is also an incarnation of artificial intelligence, only he is not controlled by Noah's Ark.

Simply put, artificial intelligence now has two systems.

(End of this chapter)