Conan: The Mechanic

"Is that time okay?" When everyone reached the range where they could see Big Ben, Zhuxing Hiroki suddenly pointed at Big Ben and said. "The time on that Big Ben."

On Big Ben, the time at 1:13 is unusually conspicuous.

"???" After taking a look at his watch, Conan looked at Big Ben in surprise. "It's almost five o'clock now" (The distance from Whitechapel to 221b Baker Street is about 7km, and Baker Street to the City of London is about 3km. The above distances are from Google Maps and a ruler.)

At this moment, in front of them, the time of Big Ben actually went backwards by 2 minutes, and it became 1:11!

"Could it be that this Big Ben does not indicate the time, but the number of people?" Conan asked. "Does it mean that 71 people are still alive now at 1:11..."

Outside the main entrance of the poker club, two guards were leaning against the railings on both sides of the door, chatting.

"You know what?" said a guard. "Someone got killed by Jack the Ripper again."

"Didn't you say it once when you had supper?" another guard reminded.

"The one at that time died in the Working People's Club," the guard spread his hands. "But now someone has been killed over there in Bishop's Square."

"May the Lord accept the helpless souls of these poor women." The guard drew a cross on his chest.

"Is there a back door here?" Qian Yu smacked her lips. "I don't think it's possible for us to break in in front of these professional police officers."

"Generally," Conan said. "After all, it's a place to do shady things."

. . .

Conan and Chiyu walked into the poker club through the back door together, hiding behind a handrail about one meter five high and three meters long. The height of the lower half of the handrail that can be completely blocked is about 1 meter, so Conan and Qianyu can completely hide behind and monitor them safely.

"I called!" said a voice that was obviously exasperated.

At a table, two people are playing bridge, one of them is the owner of the frantic voice, and the other is a very strong old man. . .

"Did you see that old man?" Conan said softly. "That's Colonel Moran, he's 59 years old, but he's still very strong."

"What's your card?" Moran glanced at his card and asked with a smile.

"It should be enough to kill you," the other said unhappily. "Show your cards! Straight!"

Sunja. . . The guy is in luck, though. . .

Qianyu glanced at Colonel Moran's card and sighed.

"Tsk," Colonel Moran showed a win-win smile and spread out his cards. "same color!"

"What?" The other was taken aback and looked at Colonel Moran's cards with a look of surprise. "This!"

"Looks like my luck today is not bad!" Colonel Moran proudly took the chips from the betting area to his own side.

"I think this is likely to be preset by the system on purpose..." Qian Yu's brows twitched. "The 16 in a million chance, that's too hard..."

"Eight parts per million," Conan corrected. "Or, one is also possible."

16 in a million is the odds of a straight + a flush on the field. (4/1000 of a straight, 2/1000 of a flush, multiplied by C1/2)

And eight in a million is the odds of Colonel Moran making a flush and the loser making a straight.

But, that one is. . .

"What do you mean?" Qian Yu asked with a frown.

"There's something wrong with that monkey," Conan gestured to a monkey on the cabinet behind the loser. "When the loser was looking at the cards just now, that monkey grabbed red beans with his right hand and ate it, right?"

"I didn't notice..." Qianyu blushed.

"Anyway, I saw it..." Conan's mouth twitched. "But, look at it now."

"?" Qian Yu glanced at the monkey, and only then realized the suspicion. "!?"

Because, now this monkey is eating beans with his left hand.

This is very strange - since monkeys are also right-handed, there is no reason for this monkey to grab beans with both hands without being disturbed.

unless. . . Unless that's not just pacman eating. . .

"The color and number of the left and right hands and the beans eaten are used to indicate the loser's card, so as to provide information to Moran. This is probably the main reason why he has so many chips in front of him." Conan shrugged.

"I see..." Zhuxing Hongshu said with a sudden realization behind the two of them.

"!!!???" Qian Yu was startled by the sudden appearance of Zhuxing Hongshu, and accidentally fell to the ground, making a sound.

"Who is it?" Colonel Moran had already heard the sound here, and said fiercely.

"Damn..." Conan frowned, but in desperation, he could only walk out from behind the railing. "Colonel Moran, hello, I'm—"

"Colonel Sebastian Moran~www.NovelMTL.com~ Hiroshi Zhuxing put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly to Conan under the surprised eyes of Conan and Qianyu." Professor Moriarty said where? "

"What!?" Moran froze for a moment, then became angry. "How did you know his name?"

After speaking, Colonel Moran walked towards Zhuxing Hongshu aggressively.

"Don't come here!" Zhuxing Hiroki actually took out a pistol from the pocket of his right hand! "Or I'm going to shoot!"

"!!!" Conan and Qianyu were surprised that Hiroshi Zhuxing had a gun.

"What?" Colonel Moran was obviously taken aback, but his footsteps did not stop due to the brief blankness of his mind caused by the surprise.

"Crack!" Zhuxing Hongshu had a gun, but he didn't have the psychological quality that a gun bearer should have. He was so frightened by Colonel Moran, who was pressing forward, that he shot directly—the bullet grazed Colonel Moran's shoulder. can hurt him.

"Cut!" Qianyu complained in a low voice - the distance between the two of them was at most 5 meters, and Zhuxing Hongshu was still able to miss. . .

"Drink!" Colonel Moran shouted, and Zhu Xing Hongshu was so frightened that he dropped his gun on the ground!

"Damn it!" Qian Yu was horrified and rushed out, trying to get the gun back - if Colonel Moran got the gun, I'm afraid not only himself, Conan and Zhuxing Hongshu, Moran would definitely be able to Kill a few more people.

"Catch them!" Moran stopped at this moment and shouted to several people in the club who were looking over. "Come on up!"

Seven or eight strong men surrounded them.

Chiyu was about to pick up the gun when a strong man who came up first fell to the ground with an unusual reaction speed and shoveled the revolver from Chiyu's front to the side.

The melee has begun.