The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Chapter 783 It’s a game, seriously, you will lose...

People in the theater are immersed in the majestic atmosphere of the historical drama and intoxicated by the beautiful lighting effects.

Suddenly, a scream broke the harmonious atmosphere.

"ah--!"

Conan, who was enjoying the drama, was frightened and quickly looked aside.

Mao Lilan was seen holding her head in her hands, curling up as much as possible, as if she was greatly frightened, and she seemed to be resisting a certain existence in her mouth.

"don't want!"

"Don't come over here!"

Conan was shocked by this sudden situation and hurried to Mao Lilan's side.

"Xiaolan! What's wrong with you?"

The three little ones also hurriedly gathered around and asked with concern: "Sister Xiaolan? What happened?"

"Which guy is bullying Sister Xiaolan? Let's help you vent your anger!" Yuantai waved his fists in an angry tone.

Haihara Ai did not take the initiative to come forward, but continued to look at the performance above the stage.

After many rulers took turns to appear, the moonlight reached its highest point in the background of the sky.

The pale and yellow moon suddenly turned into a scarlet ruby color.

That touch of red is breathtaking.

Hui Yuan Ai's eyes widened slightly.

Mao Lilan's screams disturbed the audience in an area and caused some commotion.

Fortunately, the performance ended at this time, and the actors took their bows amidst the warm applause of the audience.

The curtain fell, the performance came to an end, and the crowd slowly left.

Only then did Mao Lilan's condition get better and she regained her composure.

However, Xianxianyu held her head with her hands, still looking very troubled.

Conan looked at the pitiful Mao Lilan and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"Sister Xiaolan, are you okay?"

"No." Mao Lilan forced a smile on her face, "I'm fine, Conan."

Conan: "."

Although it was obvious that she was trying to show off her strength, Conan really didn't know why Mao Lilan suddenly acted scared just now.

Could it be the performance just now?

But I also watched the same performance and didn’t feel there was anything wrong with it.

At this moment, a man came from the direction of the stage, still wearing acting clothes.

Looking up again, the man walking in front had a face that surprised him.

"Dad?"

Conan froze in place and murmured.

The man who shocked Conan exactly had the face of Kudo Yusaku. Except for a slight change in the shape of his head, his face shape and facial features were carved from the same mold.

A man who looked a lot like Kudo Yusaku came over, glanced at Conan doubtfully, and said puzzledly: "I don't think I have that level of relationship with you, right?"

Conan realized that this was a character in the game, and quickly interrupted with a smile, "It's okay, I was just talking nonsense."

"Kudo Yusaku" in the game didn't pay attention. He turned to Mao Lilan and introduced himself: "My name is Sherry Ford, and I am an actor in this theater troupe."

"I just saw you screaming during our performance. Are you dissatisfied with our performance?"

Haibara Ai: Sherry?

Mao Lilan, who was lowering his head, looked up and was also frightened by this face.

"Shinichi's father?"

Sherry Foot was puzzled again, "Whose father?"

At this moment, Conan suddenly put on a confident expression and reasoned: "It doesn't matter who your father is, the important thing is that you are Sherlock Holmes, right?"

Riley Ford was stunned for a moment, pretending to be confused, "What are you talking about, kid?"

Conan smiled lightly, "Actually, your name is the best hint."

"Before Conan Doyle officially decided on the name Sherlock Holmes, he gave the name Sherrinford to the detective who would become world-famous in the future."

"And the romanization of Sherrinford is Sherry Ford."

As a senior Holmes fan, Conan knows Sherlock Holmes' "past and present life" very well.

Not only that, the undeveloped APTX-4869 was also named "Sherrinford" within the black organization.

And the most important key is that with Kudo Yusaku's narcissism, when he puts his face into the game, he must not be an insignificant little character.

Especially when Irene Adler has been confirmed to be Yukiko.

Under Conan's reasoning of breaking the dimensional wall, Kudo Yusaku's version of Sherlock Holmes spread his hands.

“There’s a lot of eyes and ears here.”

"If you don't mind, come with me backstage to chat."

Conan hesitated for a moment, but looking at his familiar face, he nodded in agreement.

Under the leadership of "Yusaku Kudo", a group of people came to the backstage.

Everyone was taken into a room, and "Yusaku Kudo" turned around and locked the door.

"I am indeed the Sherlock Holmes you call me."

"Excuse me, do you have anything to do with me?"

Conan went straight to the point and said, "Mr. Holmes, do you know Jack the Ripper?"

"Jack the Ripper"

"Kudo Yusaku" held his chin up, groaned, and said, "I have indeed heard about this person."

"As far as I know, he is an 'Old God Fanatic', and so is his mother."

"In order to pursue the worship of the ancient god, her mother abandoned him since she was a child and left him to fend for himself."

"The miracle is that the young Jack the Ripper not only survived in the poorest and most chaotic East End of London, but also developed a good skill."

"But Jack also inherited the madness in her mother's blood."

"His recent series of serial killings were all intended to summon the true form of the 'ancient god' underground in London's East End."

"The true form of the 'Ancient God'?" Hui Yuan Ai asked doubtfully.

"Kudo Yusaku" turned to look at Haibara Ai and explained: "All the 'old gods' that we humans can see are incarnations, the material bodies and projections that the ancient gods use to interact with humans.

The Queen of Britain and the Black Lord of Egypt are all in this category.

The real body of the 'Ancient God' is composed of transcendent matter and is not affected by the laws of physics. Some of it can even exceed the dimensions of the human world.

What Jack the Ripper wants to summon is the true form of the 'Ancient God' lurking underground in the East District. "

CONAN: It's called "hearing something."

Holmes will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

These explanations were like game spoilers and plug-ins, making Conan smile with satisfaction on his face.

Although I heard some of the explanations and only half understood them, with Holmes, a strong teammate, on my side, how could I still lose?

Conan calmed down his inner excitement and quickly asked for help.

"Mr. Holmes, I would like to ask you to come with us to capture Jack the Ripper."

"I know where Jack the Ripper is. Once we get there, we can easily catch him!"

According to Qin Zhibo's previous speculation, as long as the player does not trigger the relevant plot, Jack the Ripper will always be crawling in that place.

As long as he can recruit strong foreign aid and catch Jack the Ripper, the game can be completed!

But just when Conan was filled with joy and thought he was close to completing the game, "Yusaku Kudo" shook his head.

"I'm afraid that's unlikely."

"If Jack the Ripper's purpose is to summon the ancient god's true form underground in London's East End, I would rather he do that."

Conan's expression changed and he said in surprise: "What do you mean?"

"Kudo Yusaku" walked towards the short cabinet without leaving a trace, and said seriously: "Humanity today has become insensitive and is lingering under the rule of the ancient gods."

"Faced with the humiliating history of being conquered by ancient gods, people are not ashamed, but instead derive pleasure from it."

"Looking at 700 years of history, I realized that if we want to change the status quo, simple script creation and performance cannot help humans awaken their own will."

"Human beings have been lucky enough to survive in this world for a long time, thinking that it is a generous gift from the ruler."

"If Jack the Ripper summons the true form of the Dominator, he will definitely create the largest and most vicious bloody incident in the history of London."

"At that time, people will realize that the rulers do not have benevolent hearts."

"In their eyes, humans are nothing more than flesh maggots, not even as good as maggots to humans."

“The so-called ‘generosity’ does not exist.”

“Never”

Conan's eyes widened, and he looked at Holmes who looked like Kudo Yusaku in disbelief as he said these words.

He never expected that Holmes would acquiesce to such a thing in order to overthrow the Dominator's rule.

Even though he knew that Jack the Ripper would cause huge bloodshed, Holmes did not choose to stop it.

How is this behavior different from those of evil people?

"You are wrong! Holmes!"

"No matter what the situation, life should not be ignored!"

"Whether it's human or non-human!"

Conan roared as loud as he could.

In his mind, Holmes, who had the courage to devote himself to justice, should not have fallen to this level.

Holmes stared down at the little figure and was silent for a while.

After a while, he continued: "Do you know the method I used to attract the monster prince?"

"I lied to it, saying that I had abducted a virgin from the convent who had never seen a man, and was strong enough to bear its appearance and touch."

"If that girl really existed, it would feast on her like a ripe peach with its juicy flesh."

"The poor girl will only have skin and core left in the end, like a walking zombie. The lunatic asylum will be her final destination."

"But in fact, I have seen this kind of thing before, and there are some ugly acts that are much more horrific than this."

"The price for false peace is higher than imagined."

"In comparison, I think it is a cost-effective deal to pay the lives of some walking dead in exchange for the awakening of more people's wills."

"Also, do you know why that prince always ran to this theater during his lifetime?"

"As long as you read through history, you will find that they cannot appreciate human art, so I have every reason to suspect that it has the same thoughts about Miss Irene as it did about the non-existent girl."

Holmes talked eloquently, and his tone was not strong, but every word was ringing.

Everyone present had different faces, including shock, confusion, sadness, and uneasiness.

Only Conan's expression was stiff and complicated, which was difficult to describe.

Holmes's words kept revolving in his mind, deafening and enlightening.

In this chaotic and dark era, what is justice?

Is it justice not to kill?

Hard to say

Holmes chose to stand up and kill the monster prince for Irene Adler.

There is no doubt that Sherlock Holmes is not a purely rational reasoning machine.

In his original world, he once said, "If I were in love and my beloved woman suffered such a tragedy, I might do the same thing as this lawless lion hunter."

Conan asked himself, if a monster targeted Mao Lilan, he would do the same thing.

But for the so-called awakening of will, at least a quarter of the population of London must be sacrificed.

If the will awakens, human beings can overthrow the rule of the Dominators, and may save more innocent people in the endless years to come.

But what if it fails?

or.

This is a train puzzle.

Conan was very conflicted and didn't know what to choose.

While Conan was hesitating, Holmes had quietly picked up a gas mask from the short cabinet and put it on his face.

Under the mask, Holmes's vague voice came.

"I have no enmity or enmity with you."

"But for the benefit of society, I can only restrict your freedom and wait until everything is over."

Before Conan could reply, Holmes took out two egg-shaped devices from nowhere and threw them towards Conan and the others.

Within a second, smoke erupted from the device and quickly filled the entire room.

This smoke contains some drowsy ingredients, and you will immediately feel sleepy after smelling it.

"Hurry up and cover your mouth and nose!"

Conan yelled and quickly covered it with his sleeves.

Others followed suit.

But even so, they will inhale a small amount of sleep gas, and it will only be a matter of time before they lose consciousness.

Conan squinted his eyes slightly in the smoke, his thoughts racing in his mind, trying to find a way to escape.

But Holmes may have guessed that the negotiations would collapse before entering, chose this windowless room in advance, and locked the door.

Now, Holmes himself was wearing a gas mask and guarding the door.

Yes, the opponent is Holmes, how could he escape?

A wry smile appeared on Conan's lips.

He never expected that he would be eliminated by the person he admired the most.

If I had known earlier, I would have followed Qin Zhibo's warning.

This situation reminded Conan of Qin Zhibo's warning when he was in the palace.

This is just a game.

Games don’t need to be mixed with personal feelings

It's a game, seriously, you will lose.

It was precisely because of his personal feelings that Conan believed that Holmes was a good person. He did not report him directly and even tried to work with Holmes to solve the case.

Maybe Holmes really is a good guy.

But for Conan and others whose goal is to clear the game, Holmes is the villain.

I can only rely on you now, Qin.

Conan's will gradually weakened, and the smile on his lips was more like a self-mockery.

Under his wise leadership, the Nine-man Regiment was about to be completely wiped out.

But at this moment, a gunshot suddenly sounded outside the door.

Pia——

Conan was so excited by the sound that he opened his eyes slightly.

Immediately afterwards, several more gunshots were fired, making the people in the room feel uncomfortable.

At the door of the room, Holmes, wearing a gas mask, approached the door and asked the person outside the door what happened.

The person outside the door shouted.

"It's Sheriff Lestrade!"