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

Conan plopped down on the floor, stirring up a small cloud of dust.

The cursive writing given to them by the professor was magical, and several children felt as if they were in a deserted place when they entered the archives of Scotland Yard.

However, there were no police to stop them, and no one came to help.

The six of them were faced with the piles of various files in the archives room, and for a moment they wanted to destroy them.

Fortunately, although everyone else was in a numb state, Xiaolan's performance was as stable as ever. I took a quick look and found the relevant records from five years ago.

Unable to stand still, I accidentally pushed it, and what fell to the ground were all the details of the case committed by Jack the Ripper.

Sure enough, when looking for something, you still have to look at Ouhuanglan.

Conan, who jumped up and down looking for information and made himself disgraced:...

He struggled to get up, patted the dust from his hair, and opened the file from five years ago.

The more carefully he looked, the tighter Conan's brows furrowed.

"Tina Jo, the name..."

"It's the dead man who was thrown at the door of the police station three months ago."

Haihara Ai spread out another document and threw it in front of Conan.

Conan rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a premonition in his heart.

The origin of everything starts five years ago.

Five years ago, pharmacist Sonya Wood was brutally murdered by Jack the Ripper and her body was dumped near St. Mary's Church in Whitechapel.

Five days later, Sonia's husband, Wood, who was also a pharmacist, made an operational error while dispensing medicine for a certain nobleman, causing the nobleman to die shortly after taking the medicine.

After the police searched for evidence, due to the solid evidence and the reluctance of the noble family, the pharmacist named Wood was sentenced to hanging.

Afterwards, Jack the Ripper disappeared for five years.

Until three months ago, he returned to the world.

Starting with Tina Jo, who was thrown at the door of Scotland Yard, the five dead who followed were all related to the case that year.

"Tsk, this dead nobleman, it seems that he was executed after his family failed to seize power. The pharmacist named Wood was just a scapegoat who was picked up casually."

Nozawa, one of the trio, looked through the file that Conan had thrown aside and came up with an inference with great certainty.

After all, that was how his father killed his uncle and then came to power.

He had seen this kind of thing countless times from his birth to now.

Beside him, Tsuruta nodded in agreement.

Conan:  …

Look, this case is really simple enough that even a primary school student can solve it.

Conan sorted out the files scattered on the floor, and then took a group of friends to the poker club in the city center again, and found Colonel Moran, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Moran slashed Conan with a knife-like look, and reluctantly took the hateful bespectacled kid into the VIP room on the second floor.

Ruo Muliang faced the light and shook the red wine in the goblet.

"Do you have an answer, little detective?"

Conan climbed onto the chair opposite Ruomu Liang and sat down. He was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Jack the Ripper, there were two of them.

The Ripper who killed Sonya Wood five years ago and the Ripper who killed six people five years later were not the same person. It can be said that the killer behind is a copycat of the one before. "

Ruo Muliang smiled noncommittally and said, "Continue."

Conan: "Jack the Ripper, who started killing people three months ago, was the child of Mr. and Mrs. Wood who died five years ago. The six people who died in his hands were closely related to the death of his parents five years ago. As for five years ago, , the Ripper who killed Sonja, there is too little information to deduce the identity.”

Ruo Muliang nodded.

“The child originally wanted to kill Jack the Ripper and avenge his mother, but things are unpredictable. When he returned to London, the murderer had already fallen ill and died.

Thus, he became the second Jack the Ripper.

He killed the female pharmacist who had participated in framing his father, threw the body at the door of the police station to provoke, and forced Scotland Yard to make the truth public. "

Conan suddenly raised his head and looked directly into the professor's dark brown eyes.

"So, why are you willing to help us."

Ruo Muliang smiled, "Because he is losing control."

"Scotland Yard will not admit its mistakes easily, especially since the case back then also involved insider information and scandals among nobles. The child's appeal is destined to be fruitless."

"But that child will still obey my killing instructions for the time being. You can go around to the destination first and wait for him."

Conan was slightly startled: "Who do you want him to kill?"

"You'll find out in tomorrow's newspaper."

Ruo Muliang stood up holding the wine glass and opened the window of the VIP room.

This poker club is located in the city center. Looking out from the second-floor window, you can just see the majestic buildings of Scotland Yard.

“Looking at the causes and consequences, this is really a very simple case, right.

After reading all the case information, children can deduce the results. Do you think the Scotland Yard police know the truth? "

Conan was silent.

Ruo Muliang raised the wine glass and tilted it slightly. The bright red wine hung on the transparent glass wall and slowly slid down.

“The phenomenon of hanging red wine glasses is also called ‘tears of wine’, which means tears of red wine.”

"what?"

Conan didn't understand what Ruo Muliang meant for a moment.

Ruo Muliang raised his glass again, pointed it in the direction of Scotland Yard, and drank the red wine in one gulp.

"Nothing. To Scotland Yard."

Conan looked through the glass with the bright red liquid remaining. The majestic white building seemed to be shedding red tears of blood.

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The next day, Conan and the remaining six people waited in the middle of the square early in the morning. After waiting for a while, a newsboy trotted and appeared at the other end of the street.

"I want a newspaper!"

Conan, who took out the coins from his trouser pocket, suddenly froze.

"Wait, I don't have pounds on me."

"80 yen."

Conan:  …

Surprisingly convenient.

After Conan bought the newspaper, he rummaged through it and finally found the message Professor Moriarty had given to Jack the Ripper in a small advertisement.

After switching vests over there, Wakamu Ryo, who was about to bully the children later, watched the live broadcast, his mind filled with messy thoughts about "in-game purchases" and "recharging to unlock more game content."

Fortunately, Noah's Ark is quite conscientious on this point, otherwise Ruomu Ryo would be a little worried about Conan spending money to buy a handheld RPG when there is a head-on conflict.

That picture is so beautiful.

On Conan's side, after confirming that Jack the Ripper's target this time was Irene Adler, a group of people ran to the flower shop on the street and bought a bouquet of flowers. After entering the theater, for a casual and perfunctory reason, they Easily entered the exclusive lounge of the big stars backstage.

Xiaolan looked at the door of the luxurious dressing room with a little anticipation.

"I don't know what kind of person he is."

Conan held the flower that was bigger than his face, without any expectations at all.

He also played the role of Sherlock Holmes in the script designed by his father. Therefore, Irene Adler, the woman Holmes admired most...

Well, that’s right, it’s Yukiko.

Therefore, today's action, for Conan, is also called a battle to save Mama.

Conan held the bouquet, stepped forward and handed it to Yuki...Irene Adler.

"These are the flowers Mr. Holmes gave you."

Irene accepted the bouquet in surprise and asked with a smile: "Where is Mr. Holmes?"

Xiaolan explained habitually: "Mr. Holmes was really looking forward to your stage performance, but because of an important case, he can't do it for the time being... eh?"

Kudo Arata has always been an expert in this familiar behavior pattern.

Conan's mouth twitched, feeling that Xiaolan's fist might become harder if he continued to speak.

"Please cancel tonight's show."

Conan instinctively diverted Xiaolan's attention and forced the topic back to the plot.

"Holmes' old enemy, Professor Moriarty, has sent an assassin to kill you."

Irene was holding the flower with a confused expression.

"Why are you killing me?"

"Because you want to see Mr. Holmes devastated after losing you?"

Xiaolan answered uncertainly. Thinking of Professor Moriarty she met that night, she always felt it was a bit inconsistent.

"Really?" Irene smiled and closed her eyes. "Actually, I'm also curious about how sad Mr. Holmes will be for me."

So it’s impossible to cancel the show!

I knew it.

Conan stared blankly at Irene Adler, who was a perfect replica of his mother, and the hair on her head shriveled down in despair.

When a primary school student who is the God of Death meets his biological mother, he should give in or accept his advice honestly.