I, Minami Kotori, Son of the Sun

As dusk falls on the streets of London, the dome of Covent Garden glows like honey under the gas lamps.

As the royal gilded carriage pulled by six white horses turned the corner, the gilded emblem on the shaft drew a meteor-like trail in the twilight, and the silver embroidery on the crinoline of a beauty in the carriage lit up gorgeously.

On the other side, two carriages also came rumbling over.

"Master, please drive faster, we are in a hurry." A clear and pleasant voice sounded, and it seemed very anxious.

"No problem, ma'am, please sit tight, we'll be there soon. Watch me drive at full speed at the next turn." Xiao Wang, the cab driver, shook his sweat-soaked sheepskin gloves and held the reins tightly.

He treated his passengers with the utmost courtesy, but others and his fellow drivers were not so lucky.

"You're driving too slowly! I'm in an emergency! Let me drive in the emergency lane!"

"You guy, do you know how to watch out for cars? Even if this is a sidewalk, pedestrians have to pull over to the side, don't you know?" Xiao Wang roared.

The reason why the coachman Xiao Wang is so two-faced is not because the lady looks very sweet, but as a profit-seeking Sigma coachman, the reason why he works so hard is because...

She gave too much.

His salary for this trip was almost as much as that of the royal coachman ahead.

Wait, the Royal Carriage in front?

"Madam, please hold on tight!" Xiao Wang's forehead was covered with cold sweat. The lady in the car's ability to make money still made him remind her.

The speed is too fast, it’s too late, we’re going to crash!

"What happened?" At this moment, the lady in the carriage curiously stuck her head out, her head resting on the gray cloth on the side of the carriage.

She was called a noble lady, but in fact she was only about fifteen or sixteen years old. She was dressed gorgeously and looked like a cute little parrot.

Yes, this is our heroine, Minami Kotori.

Because they didn't know the way, they took a horse-drawn carriage directly to the Royal Opera House. In that era when transportation was underdeveloped, horse-drawn carriage was the fastest means of transportation.

In Western culture, there is a saying, "The customer is God." Of course, this not only means that the Western service industry is thoughtful.

A big part of the reason you can become God is because of something called “tips”.

"Ms. Bird, if you're in a hurry, let me do it." Jonathan, as the real person, took the lead. "Mr. Coachman, I'll give you an extra tip of twice the original fare. Please take us to the Royal Opera House quickly!"

So, the coachman Xiao Wang was blinded by the money and drove his BMW at full speed.

Although it was Jonathan who paid the money, Xiao Wang privately thought that the strong gentleman was just the bodyguard and butler of Miss Bird.

So he just started to address the bird as "Madam".

Ahem, we’ve gone off topic, let’s get back to the present.

But the bird poked its head out and saw that the carriage was about to rear-end itself, so it took action immediately.

"Ran, protect yourself and the children." Kotori, Ran, Conan, and the two members of the Young Detectives were in the same carriage.

Jonathan, Hideki Moroboshi and the other two were in the carriage at the back.

"Little bird!" Lan and Conan exclaimed, only to see the little bird climbing up the eaves of the carriage and falling out.

"If you get hurt, you'll be eliminated!" Conan thought that Kotori didn't consider this, so he quickly shouted.

The little bird said nothing, but just kept exerting its strength.

"Injured? Not possible." Just as Xiaoniao expected, with her current strength, she was able to change the direction of the carriage while ensuring her own safety.

As for how to...

"Ha!" Great strength works miracles. Under the bird's extraordinary power, the carriage tilted to the right, with the left side raised high - and the left horseshoe at the front of the carriage was raised high.

Fortunately, this horse is very human-like and does not struggle when it sees its head raised.

Instead, he cooperated by lifting his hooves high so that his hind legs could cross the royal carriage in front of him.

"Perfect." Xiaoniao curled the corners of her mouth. Things were just as she thought.

This was a perfect, perhaps the first in history, car stunt called "Blade Overtaking" - after all, the automobile industry in the UK was just getting started at that time.

The bird retracted its force, and the carriage regained its balance, slamming to the ground and landing steadily.

The frightened coachman forced himself to pick up the reins and control his BMW to slow down.

The passengers in the car looked at each other in bewilderment. It happened so fast that the feeling of weightlessness only lasted for a moment.

"How about it, isn't it handsome?" A cute bird then poked its head out from the roof of the car, with a smile asking for credit and reward.

Like a general who has just made great contributions to the organization.

"Handsome..." Everyone looked at the hopeful and lovely eyes and couldn't bear to ask the question that would disappoint Sister Xiaoniao.

【What happened? 】

"Little Bird, you are too reckless!" Bai Li kept chattering in the system space, and Little Bird felt a headache.

"At this time, we should sacrifice the enemy to save the enemy! Those are NPCs, and it won't be a big deal if they are hit." Bai Li continued to mutter, "Really, if you are not careful, even you will be eliminated."

The little bird was so scared: "Okay, I know I was wrong."

She had her reasons for doing so. She always felt that the royal carriage in front was carrying some key person.

There is no reason, it all comes down to one word: woman's intuition!

But Xiao Niao, as the most considerate love partner, cannot refute this.

What should you do if your wife is angry? Never refute her. It is better to coax her first.

"Really? You say this every time. When will you change?" Seeing Xiaoniao's smiling face, Bai Li couldn't say anything else.

The little bird nodded playfully, feeling the attention all around it, and felt extremely proud.

She is so awesome!

Even the NPCs were impressed by her amazing power.

"That big sister's skirt..."

"Skirt?" She was stunned for a moment instead of hearing the expected exclamation, and then she remembered her current posture.

She was still crouching on top of the carriage, like some other-worldly Spider-Man, but in a leotard.

And myself...

"Wow!" She's exposed. Isn't she exposed?

. . .

The coachman of the royal carriage had a sullen look on his face and wrapped the reins around the magnificent door knocker three times.

"Watch your new train, ma'am."

he whispered to the lady on the gilded pedal.

The sound was drowned out by the creaking of twenty carriages braking at the same time.

Yes, the brakes were applied at the same time, not only because of the employer's order, but also because of the passengers' request.

There was no other reason but that the young woman in the gorgeous dress had a famous name.

It was also the reason why everyone present came to the opera house.

"Irene Adler..."

Xiaoniao was still too shy to face anyone and could only stare at the toes of her cute Lolita high heels.

When she looked up, she found that no one was looking at her, and everyone was rushing in one direction.

"Don't be so presumptuous!" Then, a stern voice sounded.

Then, she felt the crowd surge towards her direction again.

"No, no, no, you must not be so insolent!" She followed suit and made such remarks based on the words of the royal guard.

But the voice was too pleasant, and the half-red face made her sound like she was acting coquettishly, as if she was reluctant but also reluctant.

But the crowd really stopped somewhere and did not move forward even a step.

Just as the bird was sighing that the people of the British Empire were still quite gentlemanly and polite, it was awakened by a gentle call: "Hello, this cute and brave little parrot."

"Hey!" The little bird chirped cutely. She looked up and was stunned by the person in front of her. "Irene Adler?!"

Just like an elegant sharp knife hidden in a velvet scabbard, his face was not as holy and elegant as in classical oil paintings, but rather like a sudden burst of fireworks in the undercurrent of the night.

The gray-green pupils were like emeralds penetrated by moonlight, revealing a sharpness that could see through people's hearts and comprehend the depths of human nature.

Her auburn curls were not the neat waves of a Victorian lady, but rather the unruly waves of wildfire licking a bronze relief.

The arrogant flower of Gaoling, this is the well-deserved number one idol in the world of Sherlock Holmes, Britain.

Beautiful, sharp, intelligent, Bird had never seen anyone like her before.

No, maybe I have seen it, at least I have seen that face that looks like a Japanese.

That was the interpersonal relationships she was forced to learn when she was playing a high school detective.

“You’re the mother!”