Ke Xue: I picked up a bottle of sherry at the beginning.

The tramp was tall, wearing a tattered overcoat and an equally tattered wide-brimmed hat. The wide brim, combined with his scraggly beard, almost completely obscured his features, making one slightly doubtful how he could even see the road. He also held an old accordion, which he played as he walked, humming from time to time.

"Be careful of Jack the Ripper... Be careful of Jack the Ripper..." As he walked past Quan Yi and others, he looked at them with a smile, which scared the children so much that they stepped back. Even Quan Yi's expression changed slightly.

"Be careful of Jack the Ripper... He's waiting for you in the dark night..." The tramp hummed a scary song to himself and gradually walked away. "If you don't want to die, you have to be covered in blood..."

"What does this mean..." Kikukawa, who had just been rescued by Quan Yi and others, asked in confusion.

"What you mean is, before you get killed, you should kill the other person first?" Zhu Xing said slowly.

Quan Yi was also pondering the meaning of the lyrics, but he had no clue, so he gave up. "Forget about it for now. Let's just keep going. Baker Street is almost here."

440. Holmes and Watson

"Is this... 221B Baker Street?" Standing in front of an apartment, Quan Yi couldn't help feeling excited as he looked at the houseplate "221B" hanging above the quaint door.

Of course, compared to Izumi, the most excited person present was definitely the Death God Elementary School Student—Edogawa Conan. He leaned forward slightly, almost wanting to press himself against the door.

"It seems that it would be more appropriate for you to knock on the door." Quan Yi smiled and stepped back a little, pushing Conan forward.

"Ah! Yeah!" Conan was stunned at first, but then he knocked on the door with an expression of great anticipation.

After knocking on the door gently a few times, soft footsteps slowly came from inside, followed by a gentle female voice from the door.

"Here I come! Who would come so late?" Then, the door slowly opened, and a middle-aged woman with blonde hair and a gentle appearance walked out.

"Is this Mrs. Hudson?" Yukiko asked in a low voice.

"That should be it," Izumi replied softly. "Although I couldn't recognize her, look at Conan, he obviously recognized her. As an avid Sherlock Holmes fan, his judgment shouldn't be wrong."

"Good evening!" Conan saw this and hurried forward to introduce himself, "Mrs. Hudson, my name is Edogawa Conan, and I want to see Mr. Holmes for something."

"Mr. Holmes," Mrs. Hudson said, looking at Conan with some embarrassment, "but he and Mr. Watson are away on business. They're not at home."

"Business trip?" Conan was stunned.

"Yes," said Mrs. Hudson apologetically, "they went to Baskerville."

"Baskerville?" Quan Yi frowned. "Excuse me, what day is it today?"

"Today is September 30th." Mrs. Hudson did not show any impatience. She smiled gently and answered patiently.

"September 30th? Baskerville?" Conan raised his head suddenly, a look of surprise on his face. "This is..."

"The Hound of the Baskervilles." Quan Yi said softly.

Conan's face darkened slightly. "That Noah's Ark guy really did transfer Holmes away from London."

"In that case, come in first. I'll make you some hot tea with milk." Mrs. Hudson looked at the children with a smile. "I heard that two weeks ago, you helped Mr. Holmes solve a case and made great contributions."

"Huh?" Everyone, including Quan Yi, was a little confused.

"Maybe he confused us with someone." Yukiko said with a frown.

"I see." Yukiko said this, and Quan Yi suddenly came to his senses and laughed. "She must have confused us with the Baker Street Guerrillas, right?"

"Baker Street Guerrillas?" The young man was slightly taken aback. "What does that mean?"

"They are the homeless children hired by Holmes." Conan also said with a smile, "They specialize in sneaking into places that adults can't enter to collect information. They are a group of brave children."

"Ha, if that's the case, then he's equivalent to the senior of our Junior Detective League." Mitsuhiko laughed when he heard that.

"That's amazing!" Yuantai also grinned.

Entering the apartment, everyone was extremely excited. Even Quan Yi couldn't help but look around, and Conan didn't know where to look. It must be said that the game's production team put a lot of effort into the in-game decorations and other aspects, perfectly restoring the feeling of that era. If you didn't know in advance, you would definitely think you had traveled through time and space.

"Wow--"

Following Mrs. Hudson into the reception room, everyone exclaimed in unison. Quan Yi's eyes widened: "This is truly incredible!"

Bookcases piled with books, neatly arranged desks with documents, quaint yet luxurious old-fashioned sofas, various glass instruments, fireplaces full of British style...all of this, coupled with the bright yellow light emitted by the ceiling chandelier, gives people an inexplicable shock.

Of course, there was one person who quickly got into the state after the initial shock.

While everyone was still looking around the room, Conan had already curled up slightly, curling himself up in the armchair. The fingertips of his hands were clasped together, his eyes were unfocused, but he didn't look distracted at all.

"Shinichi is still the same..." Yukiko smiled and thought to herself that her son still had some cute qualities.

Mrs. Hudson on the side couldn't help laughing: "Just like Mr. Holmes...Okay, I'll go get you some hot milk tea, you guys just take a good rest here first!"

"Thank you!" Quan Yi nodded with a smile.

Seeing that Mrs. Hudson had left the room, the children excitedly began to move around freely.

"Look, this photo looks like a person!" Suddenly, Yuan Tai pointed to a photo frame on the bookshelf and exclaimed in surprise. After hearing this, everyone gathered around curiously and looked at the photo carefully.

The photo showed two men. The one on the left had neatly combed back hair, a sharp gaze, and a confident, charming smile. The man on the right was a bit overweight and looked older, wearing round-framed glasses and a beard.

"Ah... although he has hair," Ayumi exclaimed in surprise after examining the man on the right, "but this is obviously Professor Agasa!"

"This should be Sherlock Holmes and Officer Watson, right?" Mitsuhiko said excitedly.

Izumi and Conan, who also noticed this, looked at each other, their mouths twitching slightly. In this photo, it was clearly Professor Agasa and Yusaku with only a slight modification to their appearance.

The eyes of Holmes in the framed photo moved, and he was staring coldly at Baiquan Yi. Yusaku who was staying in the "cocoon" would change the plot, and Holmes would be their biggest enemy.

"We don't have time to dawdle here anymore, right?" said the young man Zhuxing at the side.

"But, Moroboshi, what should we do?" Kikukawa looked at the young man Moroboshi out of habit.

"Consultant Bai must know the answer to this question, right?" Zhu Xing raised his head and looked at Quan Yi.

"It's very simple." Quan Yi shrugged. "Since we want to deal with Jack the Ripper, we need to know his information - and this is Holmes's home, so he must have the information he collected about Jack the Ripper."

"In that case, let's look for it separately!" Yukiko nodded.

"Okay! Then I'll look for this side!" Kikukawa, who was rescued by Quan Yi and others, took the lead in taking action, leaving Moroboshi and others on the side a little stunned.

"But... this is all in English, how can I understand it?" Yuan Tai held a book, looking depressed and helpless, "Let me take a look... eh?!"

When Yuantai tried hard to concentrate on the words on the book, he suddenly exclaimed, "'Preliminary investigation on a crime'? Wow! I can read English! Am I a genius?!"

"I can understand English too!" Mitsuhiko opened the documents in his hand and said in surprise.

"It seems this is the setting of this game." Xiao Ai said lightly as she flipped through the book. "For the convenience of game players, all players are set to understand English. Didn't you notice that whether it was in the alley earlier or when Mrs. Hudson opened the door when we entered, they all spoke Japanese?"

"Really?" Yuan Tai suddenly looked disappointed and muttered softly, "If that's the case, I really want to stay in the game forever."

"What are you talking about!" Unexpectedly, as soon as this sentence came out, it aroused strong dissatisfaction from Ayumi and Mitsuhiko, especially Ayumi, who widened her eyes and looked at Genta angrily.

"If this continues, we'll all die here!" Guangyan shouted angrily at Yuan Tai, "Do you understand?"

"Just...just kidding!" Yuantai was shocked and hurriedly smiled.

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The young man Zhu Xing, who was flipping through some documents, sighed and slammed a book back into the bookshelf. Perhaps his movement was a little too rough, causing the bookshelf to shake slightly. As a result, a gray-black ball fell from the top of the bookshelf and was caught by Zhu Xing.

"This ball is so dirty!" After looking at it for a while, Moroboshi seemed to lose interest and threw the ball behind him. Takizawa just hit it with his head and caught it directly.

"This is...!" After looking at the ball in his hand for a while, Takizawa suddenly shouted excitedly, "Jiang Shou, come and see! This is a football from a hundred years ago!"

"Ah? Really?" Jiang Shou instantly became excited upon hearing this, "Let me see it!"

Seeing this scene, Quan Yi narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

"Is this it?" At this moment, Yukiko held up a brochure and said with a smile, "Everyone, come and take a look!"

As soon as they heard this, everyone gathered around instantly.

"'Research on Jack the Ripper.'" Quan Yi and Conan came over first, took a look at the words on the document, and immediately made up their minds.

"Yes, that's it." Quan Yi took the information, opened it and read it carefully.

"The last...incident is...there!"

"September 8th..." Quan Yi muttered, reading from the cutout information. "The second victim, Honey Charlest, lived alone, a 41-year-old woman. The body was found in the open space next to St. Mary's Church in the Whitechapel area. Two rings of different sizes were found at the scene."

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"Jack the Ripper plunged London into extreme panic. Judging from the unprecedented social unrest he caused," Quan Yi looked at the photo of the ring and continued, "I can confirm that he is related to the evil Professor Moriarty!"

"Professor Moriarty?!" Conan's eyes widened when he heard the name. "Is this guy also in the game?!"

"Hey, hey... who is that?" Behind the crowd, Takizawa and others looked confused, "We don't understand."

"He's Holmes's nemesis," Quan Yi said calmly. "He controls the dark forces on the streets of London. Although he's a university professor and even a philosopher, he's ruthless and extremely evil. It's said he has a great influence on all of Europe—he's known as the Napoleon of crime."

"But even though Professor Moriarty is behind everything, he rarely reveals his whereabouts," Yukiko said worriedly. "So how can we find him?"

"It's just like looking for someone." Quan Yi smiled. "If someone wants to find Uncle Maori but can't find any way, then they will come back to you, right?"

"Similarly, Professor Moriarty isn't alone—his trusted lieutenant, Colonel Sebastian Moran, is a man whose whereabouts are often exposed... He's a regular at the poker club in the city center!"

"But this guy is the second most dangerous person in London. You must be careful when facing him." Conan said.

"Hey! Look!" Yuantai, who was rummaging around, suddenly exclaimed, "It's a real gun!" After that, he took out a shiny revolver from the drawer and shouted excitedly.

"Give it to me, Yuantai!" Quan Yi's eyes gleamed with interest.

"Okay!" Although he was a little reluctant, Yuantai still obediently handed the pistol to Baiquanyi.

"I hope I won't need this." In the game world, only in-game items can be used. Shiraizumi handed the pistol to Yukiko, "Yukiko, take the gun for self-defense."

"Ah? Okay!" Yukiko took the gun.

"It's true. He actually used the gun I found to please Sister Yukiko. How cunning." Genta couldn't help but complain.

Bai Quanyi turned around and picked up the photo of the ring from the book on the table: "Let's go, there's no time to lose, let's go now!"

441. Suzuki Shiro was blackmailed by Shiraizumi Masu

It was clearly late at night at the end of the 19th century, but there were still pedestrians walking on the street. Occasionally, a coachman drove his carriage hurriedly past. Quan Yi and others walked carefully and silently.

The big clock on the clock tower has moved back twenty notches compared to before, and everyone feels a little oppressive.

"There are so many people missing..." Mitsuhiko sighed pessimistically, "Shouldn't it be time for someone among us to be eliminated as well?"

"Don't say such unlucky words!" Yuan Tai glared at him dissatisfiedly.

real world.

"Paris Dakar Cross Country Race, three people are out!"

"Xiao Che!" A woman burst into tears as she watched the capsule pod spinning rapidly and falling with steam gushing out from the bottom.

"Emi!"

"Zhuo Ye!" The two men also roared, with grief on their faces, but they were completely powerless and could only collapse in their seats in despair.

In the other game world, Quan Yi and others have arrived at the poker club in the center of London.

"Then you all wait here for Conan and me." Quan Yi said to everyone, "He and I will sneak in through the back door to take a look at the situation. Yukiko, Yukiko, I'll leave this place to you two."

"Okay! Be careful!" Yukiko looked at Izumi and nodded.

"Conan, be careful!" Yukiko also looked at Conan worriedly.

Quan Yi and Conan looked at each other, nodded slightly, slowly pushed open the back door, and slipped in quietly.

After passing through several corridors, Quan Yi and Conan came to a bright place. They looked at each other and held their breath. Leaning against the wall, Quan Yi slightly poked his head out to observe the situation inside.

Although it is a place where the "073" gang often gathers, there are no shirtless dragon-tattooed big brothers from China, nor are there black-suited minions here. There are only a group of poker players who look extremely normal.

"It seems Professor Moriarty has trained his men very well." Quan Yi sneered, "Just like him. Who would have known that a polite university professor could be such a big shot in the criminal world?"

"That should be Colonel Moran over there."

Quan Yi looked in the direction Conan pointed. The table for six was occupied by only four people. The seats on either side were empty. On one side, a bottle of wine sat with an empty glass turned upside down. Four people sat on either side of the table, playing cards. Scattered on the table were some cards and four piles of chips. Closer to Quan Yi and Conan was a middle-aged man wearing an elegant gray suit, with gray hair and a dignified expression. Across from him sat his opponent, a man with a hooked nose. Behind him, on a stand, sat a gray pet monkey, occasionally nibbling on fruit.

"That monkey..." Conan looked at the monkey thoughtfully.

"Ah, that's right." Quan Yi narrowed his eyes. "It looks like the monkey has been specially trained. If it's a heart or a spade, he uses his right hand, and if it's a diamond or a club, he uses his left hand. He eats as many fruits of the corresponding color and number as there are."

"I see." Conan nodded in understanding. "So what should we do next, Izumi-kun?"

"What should we do?" Quan Yi smiled, stood up under Conan's horrified gaze, and walked out of the darkness directly.

"Colonel Moran, I'm afraid cheating is not a good idea, is it?"

Everyone in the room looked between Colonel Moran and the suddenly appeared Quan Yi. Colonel Moran stood up angrily, "What did you say, boy?!"

"That monkey is very good friends with you, right?" Quan Yi shrugged and told Conan the cheating method of Colonel Moran with a hint of sarcasm that he had told Conan before.

"Moran, you are so despicable!" Lord Ronald Adair, who was sitting opposite Moran and kept losing cards, slammed the table angrily.