Conan: The Mechanic

"What?" Conan was shocked, and then his expression became very bad. "Professor Moriarty..."

Halfway through, Conan suddenly remembered that Professor Moriarty provided his food and lodging, so he kept silent with an indignant expression.

"What do you mean," Maurilan also reacted at this time. "The message that Professor Moriarty asked Jack the Ripper to assassinate Erin Adler on stage?"

"Yes." Qianyu nodded.

"That..." Zhuxing Hongshu interrupted them. "Who is Erin Adler?"

"I remember the boss from Scandal in Bohemia," Chiba replied. "The only woman who has beaten Sherlock Holmes."

"At the same time, she is also the only woman in Holmes's life who has a special emotion - although it is not love, she is the only woman who can leave a deep impression in his mind," Conan added. "In the case of Scandal in Bohemia, a king commissioned Sherlock Holmes to bring back the photo of the two of them from Erin Adler's hands, but Holmes was instead placed by Erin Adler. Later, Erin Adler Dreux would promise to use the photo only for self-defense and not for revenge, and leave a photo of him in a tuxedo. When the king offered to give Holmes an emerald ring as a reward, Holmes refused, and It was the king who asked for the picture of Erin Adler. The original text mentions that in Sherlock Holmes, Erin Adler was so talented that she eclipsed other women.”

"Then what should we do?" Zhuxing Hongshu asked.

"Let's persuade Erin Adler first and try to get her to give up the show..." Conan also felt very troublesome. "If you can't persuade...then take a look."

At this moment, Qianyu seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly began to rummage through the newspapers and asked at the same time. "Does any of you know what time Erin Adler's show starts?"

"Eight o'clock at night!" said the front desk clerk who sold him the newspaper - it seemed that he was a fan of Erin Adler, otherwise it would never have been so clear.

"That's good..." The corners of Qian Yu's mouth twitched slightly.

After eating, Qianyu left alone, leaving behind such a note.

"We'll meet outside the Opera House at 7:50 in the evening. If I don't see you, I'll go back to the poker club."

"This guy..." Conan's mouth twitched. "Going alone at this time..."

"Do we need to go get him back?" Xiaolan asked worriedly. "This is London, it's dangerous..."

"It's too difficult to find him, let's leave him alone." Haibara Ai, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said - she had not spoken much before, because as long as there was communication within the team, Qianyu usually participated, and she did not want to be with him. Chiba exchanges.

"That's the only way," Conan shrugged. "I'm going out to investigate a few cases of Jack the Ripper. I'll be back at about half past six. You guys are waiting for me here."

"The area where Jack the Ripper committed the crime is far from here," Maurilan said worriedly. "Can you get back in time?"

"I walked to Baker Street yesterday because it was late at night, but now it's daytime," Conan smiled and took out a bill. "There is a subway to take it!"

"Is there a subway in this era?" Zhuxing Hongshu asked in surprise.

"The London Underground is the oldest subway system in the world, with the Metropolitan line starting in 1856 and finishing in 1863, and there's an underground station over Whitechapel," explained Conan.

. . .

At seven o'clock in the evening, London in September has sunk into complete darkness. (London's sun sets in late September at about 5pm, two hours later and it's already completely dark.)

Conan brought everyone to the back door of the opera house with a bunch of flowers bought on the street.

"Me, Sister Xiaolan, Huiyuan, and Zhuxing Hongshu go in," Conan instructed everyone. "You are waiting for us outside."

"Why can't we go in?" Yuan Tai asked.

"We're going in to meet Erin Adler as a friend of hers," Conan said. "If it doesn't, we won't see her at all. And to make our claims more credible, we can't bring too many people in. We won't be in for too long, just wait for us here."

Everyone else nodded, expressing their acceptance of Conan's statement.

Conan walked into the back door of the opera house from the back door with the three most reliable people he could find so far.

"Hey, who are you?" As soon as they walked in, an uncle spotted them. "This is the backstage, no one can come in except the relevant personnel!"

"We are friends of Miss Erin Adler," Maurilan said amiably. "Want to come and cheer her on before her game!"

"You turned out to be Miss Adler's friends!" The uncle's face immediately turned cloudy and clear.

"Yes!" Conan smiled and showed his uncle the flowers in his hand~www.NovelMTL.com~ Where is the lounge? "

"It's in the very innermost place," the uncle didn't doubt Conan and the others at all. "That's it for the room with the poster!"

"This level of alertness is a complete mess..." Conan said helplessly as he walked along the passage to the room where Irene Adler was. "Although it's really convenient for us to come in, if Jack the Ripper has his mind, it's probably too late."

At the far end of the field of vision, a room with posters was clearly visible.

Maurilan came to the door and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Irene Adler's permission came from inside, but the voice made Conan and Maurilan's eyebrows jump.

this voice. . . Sounds a bit familiar. . .

Pushing the door open, I saw a woman standing up from her seat, and when she turned around, both Conan and Maurilan found themselves seeing acquaintances.

"Shinichi's mother?" Mo Lilan blurted out, because this woman looks exactly like Kudo Yukiko!

"How rude! I'm single!" Erin Adler pouted, but then showed a playful expression. "The correct way to say it is to return to being single after a divorce~"

"This is a bouquet from Mr. Holmes!" Conan handed the flower to Erin Adler.

"Where is he?" Erin Adler took the flower and asked casually.

"Mr. Holmes was looking forward to tonight's performance," Maurilan replied. "But because of the case, he couldn't be there in person."

After saying this, Mao Lilan was in a trance-because the second half of what she said just now made her suddenly think of a long-lost figure.

Shinichi, when can you come back? . .