【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

Mihua Municipal Hall, the site of the "Cocoon" press conference.

The big screen in the center of the hall suddenly lit up, projecting the situation of the last copy in the game in real time. Of course, out of the protection of Haibara Ai and Wakamu Ryo, Noah's Ark made a small change to the faces of Haibara and the upcoming Sangria NPC when they were projected on the screen.

In-game, London copy

As soon as Conan and his party entered the copy of London, they heard a scream from next door in the gray alley.

Conan rushed towards the direction of the scream without even thinking about it. However, when they arrived at the scene, they only saw a dark figure leaving quickly, and he had fallen to the ground, losing the breath of life. woman.

Conan glanced at the corpse on the ground, and his expression suddenly became a little strange.

Not right.

Jack the Ripper is a real murderer in British history. Although he has never been arrested, there are many files and related records about him.

开膛手杰克是1888年8月7日到11月9日间，于伦敦东区的白教堂一带以残忍手法连续杀害至少五名妓女的凶手代称。

But the woman on the ground had exquisite makeup, a luxurious dress studded with diamonds, the smell of high-end perfume that could not be completely covered up even by the smell of blood, and a complete set of various jewelry on her body. No matter how you look at it, this murdered woman was even more... Like a nobleman, not a prostitute living in poverty.

Just as Conan was thinking, Haihara Ai suddenly grabbed Conan's sleeve tightly, and his face looked inexplicably pale.

"Grey Yuan?"

"It seems...it seems to have the aura of those people."

Wakamu Ryo, who teleported away directly after going through the cutscene, and then asked Noah's Ark to live broadcast the entire process for him, touched his chin curiously.

Although he is indeed operating the sangria vest, this is a game, not reality. Aijiang can sense this. Isn't this winery's radar a bit powerful?

You can’t just think that Ai-chan is suffering from PTSD now in Sangria, right?

Conan on the other side:? ? ?

Are those people from the winery there? !

Wait, isn't this a game? Why can you feel the breath of those people from NPCs? An NPC played by a real person?

Is there an organized effort behind this game?

No, the style of this game and the information previously received from Kaitou Kidd seem to prove that the designer of this game is most likely Dr. M who once challenged him and then disappeared for a long time.

So, why is he related to the organization? Is he also a member of the organization? ?

The excessive amount of information instantly turned Conan's mind into a mess.

A dedicated NPC police officer nearby said to another NPC police officer beside him: "Go and report to Chief Lestrade!"

Lestrade?

The presence of Lestrade means that there is a Sherlock Holmes in London in 1888!

Conan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately decided to go to Baker Street to find a plug-in (cross out) to find an idol. With Mr. Holmes' help, it would not be difficult to clear this dungeon.

Naturally, the three idiots of Didan would not raise any objections. The tired children were now thinking only of clearing the level and going home to sleep.

Woohoo, who deceived us that this game is very fun, and we exchanged the limited edition card of Masked Superman for the opportunity to experience this game...

Blood loss! ! !

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At the entrance of 221B Baker Street.

Conan knocked on the wooden door with an expectant expression, and Mrs. Hudson, with her hair tied up, opened the door.

"Is Mr. Holmes at home?"

Mrs. Hudson showed a regretful expression: "Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson are on a business trip to Dartmoor."

"Dartmoor, wait, is today 9.30?"

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment. Although she was actually not very interested in Sherlock Holmes novels, she couldn't stand Kudo Shinichi, who would brainwash her with Sherlock Holmes stories every time she went out on a date. Even if Sherlock Holmes was Xiaolan has not seen the entire collection, but her memory of place names such as Dartmoor and Reichenbach Falls is quite profound.

The Hound of the Baskervilles.

Conan's puppy face dropped in disappointment.

I thought I would have a chance to meet my idol up close, but it turned out that the idol went out to beat a dog.

Mrs. Hudson looked at the group of imps with an average height of no more than 1.3 meters at the door, reacted belatedly, and then warmly greeted Conan and his entourage to come in.

"Ah, you are the children on Baker Street that Mr. Holmes often mentioned. Come in, I'll make you some hot milk tea."

Outside the game, Kudo Yusaku looked at the live broadcast with a solemn expression.

"This is very different from the scripts we designed before."

Dr. A Li scratched his bald forehead and then wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Yusaku, I remember that you participated in the design of the London copy of 'Cocoon'. What kind of story did you write before?"

Kudo Yusaku frowned and thought: "What I originally designed was a story in which Sherlock Holmes and the children worked together to solve the case, and then discovered that Jack the Ripper's true identity was a terminally ill nobleman.

But now, the identity of the victim has changed, and Holmes and Watson, who should provide clues to the children, have not appeared..."

[Now, I have arranged more interesting plots for them. 】

Noah's Ark directly controlled the main computer in the main control room and displayed this sentence on the screen.

"hateful!"

Mouri Kogoro clenched his fists. If Noah's Ark had an entity and appeared in front of him, he would definitely let this damn artificial intelligence taste the iron fist from his old father!

Yukiko looked at the big screen worriedly after hearing this.

Xinjiang, Xiaolan, you must come out safely!

In the game, a group of children were sitting in the living room of Holmes' house, drinking hot milk tea and eating sweet biscuits. Their bodies and minds that had been tortured by the previous copies finally got some comfort.

Conan saw the photo in the middle of the room at a glance. After seeing two familiar faces, an expectant expression suddenly froze on his face.

Although they have changed their clothes and looks, isn't this what Dad and the Doctor look like?

A certain doctor who has always had an egg-shaped head, also deliberately added thick hair to himself.

Conan's mouth twitched, and he turned to pick up the bookcase on the other side.

Since Dad has put himself into Sherlock Holmes, then according to Dad's habit, there will definitely be information about the Jack the Ripper case on his bookcase.

Looking at the full bookcases, the other children, although they looked reluctant, still consciously got up to help.

However, it may depend on Conan to solve the case, but it must be Ou Huanglan to find the things.

In just five minutes, she successfully found Sherlock Holmes's records about Jack the Ripper on a bookshelf that contained at least four to five hundred books, ending a group of people's search for a needle in a haystack.

The first victim was found five years ago and his body was dumped in the Whitechapel area. The identity of the deceased was a pharmacist?

Wait, one of the basis of the behavior of serial murderers is that the targets they choose have certain similarities.

However, the first victim with black hair and black eyes in the information seemed to have nothing in common with the deceased found in the alley today, from appearance to identity.

what on earth is it?

PS: I finally went home. I stayed with her in the hospital for 5 days. It was too difficult for Maya to code on her mobile phone, but she is still good at computers. After that, normal updates will resume. I will make up for what I owed before. TT