Conan: The Mechanic

"Is Jack the Ripper the killer that the professor put on the streets in order to make London a city of terror?" Conan asked.

"Not quite," Professor Moriarty shook his head. "Jack the Ripper is the homeless boy I saw in the slums. Although he was abandoned by his mother and was cold and hungry when I found him, I felt his outstanding talent the first time I saw him. . So, I trained him to be a first-class killer."

"Then why let him kill innocent women?" Maurilan asked. "Although their identities are very low, they are also living people!"

Chiba, however, had guessed the general situation.

Jack the Ripper probably got out of control because of some obsession. . . Otherwise, they will not attack those worthless targets. . .

"Jack the Ripper has become a murderer beyond my imagination. All these cases are the result of that child's out of control." Professor Moriarty said, a strange color suddenly appeared on his face. "If you want to catch him, I'll help too."

"Help?" Everyone was stunned.

"Although Jack the Ripper has started to lose control, if I give the order to kill, he will still obey." Moriarty said with a smile. "I'll put a message to him tomorrow - judging by the timing, today's Sunday Times billboards for him to kill a man, you just have to get there early and catch him. Considering you are very Fatigue, it is really hard for you to do what you do during the day, I will set the time at night."

"Who do you want him to kill?" Conan asked quickly.

"You'll find out by reading tomorrow's paper." Moriarty avoided the question with a playful tone, and then he got into the seat of the carriage where the coachman disguised as him had been seated. Back to the driver's seat.

"I don't think he has a good heart..." Qian Yu frowned and said to Conan.

"Maybe," Conan said helplessly. "But that's our only chance to catch Jack the Ripper."

"Yawn—" At this moment, Yuan Tai yawned.

"If you really want to calculate it rigorously, we haven't slept for more than 20 hours..." Mitsuhiko himself yawned and said.

"Then let's find a place to rest first?" After Chiyu said this proposal, she frowned. "But...is there a place to rest here?"

At this moment, behind them, the back door of the Poker Club suddenly opened.

"Since you are Mr. Moriarty's guests," an amiable middle-aged uncle said to them with a smile. "That's my guest. Come in! You can use all the housing here as you like!"

. . .

The next day, everyone familiar with Qianyu realized that Qianyu probably had obsessive-compulsive disorder, because. . .

Before eating breakfast called lunch (the reason why it is called lunch because everyone went to sleep in the early morning and woke up one after another in the afternoon), Qianyu, who was wearing a Victorian backpack, appeared in front of everyone with a smile. .

"I still think having a backpack would be more secure~~~"

Although the text and language of the entire game have been Japanese culture, but obviously these translations will not affect the style of breakfast.

"It's delicious!" Yuanta cheered while taking a bite of white bread with seven or eight slices of bacon in it - as a child of a traditional Edo-style family, he only eats the most traditional Japanese breakfast. Continental breakfast he has not touched.

"Which do you think the Sunday Times is?" Qianyu swallowed her breakfast and said to Conan.

"Although there is more than one Sunday Times, if you want to talk about penetration rate, it should be TheSundayTimes, right?" Conan had already finished his breakfast one step ahead of him.

"Yes," Qianyu nodded. "Only the Sunday Times is the best fit for that statement. Then again, do we need yen or pounds to buy things here?"

"Whether it's Japanese yen or British pounds, we can't use our money to pay for it..." Conan's mouth twitched. "After all, our yen is now a counterfeit note."

The portraits on the yen are constantly changing. Before 1984, banknotes were printed with portraits of historical rulers or people in power - for example, the banknotes issued in 1881 were printed with the portrait of Empress Shengong, while Prince Shotoku had been 7 since 1930. printed on different versions of the banknotes.

However, after 1984, the portrait on the yen is no longer the ruler. Yukichi Fukuzawa, one of the three great heroes of Meiji; Ichiyo Higuchi, a civilian female writer; Hideyo Noguchi, "National Treasure of Japan"; Soseki Natsume, "National Writer"; There is no one who is the most important person in modern Japanese history. He led the development of Japan after the Fall of the Curtain Revolution at a fantastic speed and became a genius of the world powers at an unbelievable speed. In short, if anyone dares to take Ito Hirobumi's achievements If it is written as a time-travel novel, it will probably be sprayed that the protagonist is Long Aotian.). . . Portraits of the elites of the Meiji era are engraved on the banknotes, a nostalgic tribute to the rising era.

So ~www.NovelMTL.com~ If Chiba and Conan plan to use 1994 banknotes to disguise 1899 banknotes, it is completely impossible. Even if they pay with yen coins without portraits, but the year of minting is written on the yen coins, even a blind person can't recognize Heisei as Meiji - wait a minute, if the npc is set to UK For people, even if the whole game has Japanese culture, maybe they still can't read Japanese, or even don't know what's on the yen?

If you can pay in Japanese yen in the game, maybe the Japanese yen on them can be used?

"Brother," Chiyu saw the service staff sitting at the bar. "Does the club sell newspapers? How much does it cost?"

"The Sunday Times in the morning, 80 yen." The answer from the service staff made both Chiba and Conan look relieved - from the perspective of currency units, the yen can be used completely; and from the price point of view, this game The execution is the current price rather than 1899, which means that the yen on them may be available!

"Wait a minute, if we say that, can we understand that there is a fee for this game? Will the money we paid in the game be returned to us after the game is over?" Conan suddenly thought of a strange question.

. . .

After buying a newspaper from the service staff, everyone gathered together and looked at the advertisement column of the newspaper. There was such an advertisement that caught their attention - the other advertisements were all merchandising, only this one similar text message.

"To clean up the stage of the Opera House tonight." - Message from M to J.

"The stage of the opera house?" After thinking for a while, Qian Yu's face changed slightly. "If I remember correctly, I saw a poster yesterday that said Erin Adler was going to perform at the Opera tonight!"