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"Damn it! Moriarty is really going too far!" Conan clenched his fists, angry.
Chu Ming didn't feel anything. Instead, he thought that people like Conan who played games with real emotions were quite cute.
Jack the Ripper would go to assassinate Irene at night. It was still morning now, and Chu Ming felt that it would be a pity not to go around London during the day.
This is a simulation of the real London scenery in 1888, British beautiful scenery, British food - well, forget it, let’s not talk about the food, the British food industry seems to be famous for its dark cuisine.
But he was the only one who had the mind to go shopping. Xiaolan and others were worried about what to do in the evening, and Gin was also thinking about how to successfully catch Jack the Ripper in the evening and end this absurd game. He took the initiative to receive the weapons according to the contact given by Moriarty.
After Gin left, Conan and the others also went out to inquire about the news. Just now, they saw the pointer on the clock tower from afar in their residence. There were only 9 people left in this game in their scene, and the people in the other scenes had been wiped out.
The heavy pressure made Conan and the others look solemn. Mitsuhiko was a little sad: "Haibara-san also..."
"It's okay, as long as we clear the level, Ai will be saved!" Conan encouraged him, "We are almost catching the Ripper, aren't we?"
Mitsuhiko nodded vigorously, and then several people began to discuss the strategy for the evening with their heads leaning against each other.
Chu Ming followed them out, but they parted ways after they went out. Conan thought he was going to get some information, but in fact Chu Ming was planning to go shopping alone.
However, there was nowhere to go in London at that time. He was alone with nothing to do, wandering around the streets like a wandering soul. He also tried some of London's more famous delicacies. He felt no pressure at all and didn't seem to be worried at all about the upcoming fierce battle in the evening.
Chapter 465: Long-lost sisters?
Chu Ming walked around until dusk before going back. There were no mobile phones in the game, so there was no way to contact each other. Chu Ming had not returned. If the hands on the clock tower had not changed, they would have thought that something had happened to Chu Ming.
"Sister Baili, you're finally back!" Yuan Tai ran over and shouted, "You've been out for a long time, and Sister Xiaolan is ready to look for you."
"I went to investigate the general situation of the opera house. We have no money. The little money I got from Moran in the morning was spent on lunch. If so many of us want to get into the opera house, we can only sneak in." Chu Ming looked behind the crowd, "Where's the second formation? Hasn't he come back yet?"
"Mr. Kurosawa came back in the afternoon, and brought back a lot of weapons." Xiaolan pointed to the hall at the back with an ambiguous smile, "Then he sat there waiting for you to come back. I think Mr. Kurosawa was very worried about you, because although his expression was very cold, I saw Mr. Kurosawa looking outside several times!"
Worried? Chu Ming suspected that Gin was impatient and was looking forward to his return so that he could beat him up.
Chu Ming ran into the living room and rushed to Gin's side, followed by Xiaolan and others. While Gin looked like he was about to explode with murderous eyes, he slowly handed him a topographic map from his pocket.
He didn't just spend the afternoon shopping and eating, he also did some work, such as visiting the opera house.
Otherwise, if he really came back to this point, Gin would beat him to death.
"Topographic map of the opera house?" Gin looked at this abstract topographic map drawn entirely by Chu Ming, frowned and stared at it for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what Chu Ming wanted to express from this pile of distorted lines. He simply threw it back to Chu Ming, "You drew it, you tell me."
Chu Ming spread out the topographic map on the table, pointing to the figures he had drawn and explaining them one by one: "I've been to the opera house, and the buildings there are quite compact. This is the opera house, and there are three doors at the front, back, and side. The front door is for ticket checking, the side door is for staff to enter and exit, and the back door is usually not open.
This performance is very popular. I have inquired in the afternoon. Many dignitaries will come to listen to Irene's singing tonight, including Moriarty. After all, the person the Ripper wants to kill is the person Holmes loves the most. As his old enemy, Moriarty cannot be absent.
I talked to the theater staff and they said that the professor had booked a private room on the second floor of the opera house in advance, which was facing the stage, probably so that he could watch Irene's miserable death when she was assassinated.
But I personally think that Jack the Ripper would do it here - outside the opera house. He is good at using knives. It is unlikely that he would rush onto the stage with a knife and stab Irene on the stage with a knife. I infer that he would create chaos in the opera house, and then take advantage of Irene's escape along this route and hide at the door to give her a fatal blow. "
Chu Ming's fingertips slid slowly across the paper as he stated all his speculations, trying to prove that he did not go out to play all day.
Gin pointed at the blueprint and hesitated for a moment: "Bomb."
Xiaolan looked confused: "Ah? What bomb? Where is the bomb?"
Chu Ming reacted instantly: "Yes, it is very likely a bomb! It can instantly cause chaos in the entire opera house. A homemade bomb is his best choice, because ordinary accidents cannot cause chaos in those nobles who cherish their lives. Only something like this can endanger their lives! Once there is an explosion in the venue, the nobles will rush out, and he can wait at the door with a knife!"
Conan also understood: "What should we do? What if he puts the bomb under the stage and we don't have time to save Irene? Then we can only try our best to prevent Irene from going on stage!"
"No, it's impossible that she was under the stage. Irene was a task assigned to him by Moriarty. Jack the Ripper would definitely kill Irene in the same way as before. After all, if Irene died from a bomb, it would have nothing to do with him, Jack the Ripper. He wouldn't do that."
"It's almost time for the performance. What should we do now?" Hideki Moroboshi stood straight with curiosity in his eyes.
"Let's get in first." Chu Ming stepped forward and pulled out the flower arrangement that Moran had put on the side of the hall, and simply wrapped a bunch of flowers with the newspaper that was delivered today. "Let's go, now we are the love messengers sent by Holmes to deliver flowers to Irene."
"..."
Seeing that everyone was staring at him without saying anything, Chu Ming tilted his head and blinked playfully: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Several children were speechless in the face of Chu Ming's beauty and just shook their heads.
Gin couldn't bear to see Chu Ming treating him like a woman. He lowered his head and put the pistol he took from Moriarty on the table: "One for each of you, come and take it."
Perhaps they didn't expect that Gin would prepare weapons for them. The children were stunned and stood there in a daze. Gin, who couldn't wait for a response, frowned and lowered his cold gaze to look at the few little ones who were standing still and Xiaolan who stopped at the door.
Chu Ming stepped forward and picked up the guns, handing one to each person: "This is a Colt, a revolver, you don't need to load it, just pull the trigger and it will fire the bullet. You must have played with toy guns before, right? If you run into Jack the Ripper, just raise your guns and shoot him. After all, we are playing a game, but be careful not to aim at your own people."
Yuan Tai fondly touched the silver gun barrel. Perhaps boys naturally like guns. His eyes lit up, but he still had some uncertainty in his voice: "Can I really do this?"
"Of course." Chu Ming handed out the guns and took one for himself. "It's just a game, what are you afraid of? But be careful of the strong recoil of the revolver. Remember to hold the gun with both hands, fire one shot and run. Anyway, there are more of you, one shot from each of you can kill him. Miss Maori has practiced martial arts, so she should be able to fire a few more shots."
Xiaolan nodded and put the weapon away carefully.
Chu Ming led everyone into the opera house through the side door. The staff he met along the way greeted him enthusiastically: "Miss Bailey is here. Are your friends here with you? Why are you bringing flowers with you? Are they for Miss Irene?"
"Yes, we were asked to come here mainly to give flowers to Miss Irene." Chu Ming also smiled.
"Sister Baili, how do they all know you?" Moroboshi Hideki really didn't understand. Although he was an artificial intelligence, he had been following Conan the whole day and didn't notice what was happening on Chu Ming's side. Although he also created this scene, he didn't have complete control over it. He just gave the NPCs enough spirituality and let them develop on their own. So if he missed it and there was no surveillance, he wouldn't know what happened.
"When I came here in the afternoon, I came here in the name of Colonel Moran's subordinate~" Chu Ming raised his eyebrows, "Tsk, this sign is quite useful."
"..."
Conan looked at Chu Ming with an indescribable look in his eyes. Do Moran and the professor know that you are so good at using false information?
Why does he feel that this operation is so familiar?
I always feel that this sly look is similar to Brother Chu Ming...
Could this Miss Bailey be Brother Chu Ming’s long-lost sister?
Their personalities are so similar...
Chapter 466 Coachman
Chu Ming knocked lightly on the door in front of him with a string of tails, and heard a familiar voice from inside the door saying, "Come in."
The door was pushed open, and Irene, who had just finished putting on makeup, stood up and looked back. When she saw her face clearly, Xiaolan covered her mouth in surprise: "Shinichi's mother?"
"After all, the story of this game seems to have been written by Mr. Yusaku Kudo. Didn't we see the photo in the frame on the table at Holmes' place? Since the photo of Mr. Holmes is the photo of Mr. Kudo, then the legendary woman that Holmes loves the most should look like Mr. Kudo's wife." Chu Ming held the flowers in his hands, not surprised at all.
Irene didn't hear Ming's words clearly, but she heard Xiaolan's exclamation. She put her hands on her hips angrily and said, "What? Where did my son come from? This is too rude. Who are you?"
Chu Ming stepped forward and handed the flowers to Irene: "We were sent by Mr. Holmes to give you flowers."
Irene took the rather wild and roughly wrapped bouquet of flowers and held it in her hands: "These flowers are quite fresh, but the way they are wrapped is a bit... novel. Thank you, where is Holmes?"
"He was looking forward to today's performance, but because of a sudden case, he was too late, so he could only carefully prepare this bouquet of flowers by hand, and only asked us to deliver the flowers to you." Chu Ming lied without blinking, and said that the bouquet of flowers that he hastily wrapped in two seconds was carefully prepared by Holmes. This statement made Irene smile, and she held the flowers in her arms even more cherishedly.
When Conan saw her accept the flowers, he hurriedly expressed his hope that Irene would suspend her performance tonight because Moriarty sent Jack the Ripper to kill her because she was Holmes' favorite woman.
Chu Ming stroked his chin, his brain uncontrollably starting to imagine the vulgar plot. Tsk, this plot is so much like the vicious male supporting role Moriarty loves the male protagonist Sherlock Holmes but cannot get him, so he sends a killer to kill the male protagonist's favorite female protagonist...
Ahem, stop thinking, I can’t think about it anymore…
Conan failed to persuade Irene. After hearing why Moriarty ordered her to be killed, Irene stubbornly stated that she would not stop performing. She wanted to see what would happen to Holmes if she died.
"..." Chu Ming couldn't quite understand Irene's train of thought, but he didn't continue to dissuade her. On the contrary, if Irene was really persuaded and didn't want to go on stage, Chu Ming would have a bigger headache.
As for whether Irene will be killed by the Ripper, whether she will die, does it matter? She is just an NPC in the game. She is now a sweet bait hanging in front of Jack the Ripper, waiting for the Ripper to bite the hook because of her.
Soon it was Irene's turn to perform on stage. Conan and the others hid behind the curtain. Chu Ming and Gin did not stand with them. Conan and Xiaolan also tried their best to save Irene's life in the game, but Chu Ming and Gin only cared about the result. As for the life and death of Irene or other NPCs in the middle of the game? Does it have anything to do with them?
Chu Ming did not explicitly express his unwillingness to protect Irene, but he split up the team. Xiaolan brought a group of children to look after Irene, while Chu Ming and Gin went outside to capture Jack the Ripper.
Chu Ming originally wanted to give up. Conan would clear the level in the end anyway, so instead of working so hard, he might as well wait for Conan to resurrect him.
But Gin would definitely not be willing to do that. For a person as suspicious as Gin, it would be harder than climbing to heaven for him to entrust his life to other people.
There is no other way but to work harder on my own.
Jack the Ripper had placed bombs in several empty rooms and the utility room of the opera house, and the back door was opened at some point. The bombs were probably just a means for the Ripper to cause a commotion, not his way of killing Irene.
Most of the nobles' cars were parked at the front door. If they wanted to escape danger, the nobles would definitely rush to the front door so that they could quickly escape from this dangerous place after getting in their cars. The side door was more of a place for staff to evacuate. Compared to the nobles and staff, Irene was wearing a performance costume that got in the way, so she would definitely leave from an exit with fewer people, such as -
The back door that Jack the Ripper had ambushed long ago.
When Chu Ming and Gin heard the explosion, they had already left the opera house and came to the alley on the side, ready to wait for the opportunity.
Soon, hurried footsteps appeared at the back door. It was Xiaolan and Conan who were escorting Irene out this way. Kikukawa Seiichirō, who had been following Hideki Moroboshi, was nowhere to be seen, and the children from the Junior Detective League did not follow Conan either.
Chu Ming subconsciously turned around to look at the pointer on the clock tower. The pointer pointed to the direction of 05, and there were only five people left.
Except for Hideki Moroboshi, the other children should have been injured and eliminated.
As Irene was escorted out by Xiaolan and the others, traces of Jack the Ripper also appeared. He suddenly flashed out from the crowd and rushed towards Irene with a dagger in his hand, but his attack was stopped by Xiaolan.
After failing to hit the target with one strike, Jack the Ripper retreated decisively without any lingering fight or pretending to stay. Xiaolan also followed him and prepared to give chase.
"boom--"
A gunshot rang out and the Ripper, who was walking fast, stumbled. Blood splattered from his legs. He rolled forward and quickly stood up and ran forward.
???
Chu Ming held the gun and looked at the direction where Jack the Ripper fled with a questioning look on his face. Is this Jack the Ripper a monster? How can he walk so fast after being shot in the leg?
"Didn't stop him?" Gin's tone also had a hint of disbelief. He didn't expect that Chu Ming couldn't stop the man. He looked at Chu Ming deeply and felt that Chu Ming's training list needed to be thicker. Gin grabbed the gun, knocked a passing coachman unconscious with the butt of the gun, turned over and sat on the frame of the carriage, motioned Chu Ming to get in, and then drove the carriage towards the place where Jack disappeared.
Chu Ming gave him a thumbs up. He never expected that Gin had also unlocked the skill of driving a carriage. Wow.
This driver is doing a good job, very good.
Chapter 467 You can do this too?
Chu Ming squatted on the carriage frame, watching Gin driving the carriage, with surprise in his eyes: "You can do this too?"
Gin ignored his fuss and drove to follow Jack the Ripper's trail.
Four legs are faster than two legs. The carriage rushed along the road and soon overtook Conan, Xiaolan and others, and crashed into the Ripper who was running wildly in front.
Jack the Ripper's black cloak was almost parallel to the ground in the wind. He didn't expect to hear the sound of horse hooves suddenly beside him. While running, he took the time to look sideways, and saw a bright and beautiful woman standing on the speeding carriage beside him. She was holding the handle of the carriage with one hand, leaning out, and the other hand was about to touch his cloak!
Jack the Ripper's eyes narrowed, and he immediately rolled to the side to avoid Chu Ming's hand. The violent movement caused the gunshot wound on his thigh. He knew he couldn't run anymore. He glanced at the train that was about to depart, turned quickly, and rushed up the moment the train started.
Gin saw him running up and a crazy smile appeared on his face: "Hey, the mouse is in the cage."
Chu Ming raised his eyebrows. Gin was right. He didn't know where the Ripper got the confidence to run onto the train. Once on, he wouldn't be able to run anywhere else before the train stopped.
By then, you will be trapped in a jar and won't be able to escape.
Gin drove the carriage steadily. Chu Ming turned over and climbed onto the carriage. He said to Gin below, "Brother, don't get on the train. I'll go. Let's split up. The train is like a secret room. If something goes wrong, such as the train can't stop, and I'm trapped inside, but you're still alive, we can still be resurrected."