Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 535 Quietly Awaiting the Judgment of Fate

About ten seconds later, Vodka suddenly heard a "bang" from the phone, and the call was immediately disconnected.

Thomas Sindora's office door slammed shut, and Gin walked out of the room with his head down, heading straight for the elevator.

Vodka is in big trouble this time.

Xia Chuan smiled and waited until Gin left before pushing open the door and entering Thomas Sindora's room.

Meanwhile, in the basement, Inspector Megure finally made a discovery.

"President Thomas Sindora, are you alright?"

The doctor just examined the person and found that there was nothing seriously wrong with them except for a cut on their hand and a bruise on the back of their neck.

"Hiss—" Thomas Sindora was startled awake by the shaking. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she was surrounded by a group of police officers, and her heart skipped a beat.

Could I have been arrested by the police?

But he also noticed that these people seemed more worried than serious.
"Mr. Thomas Sindora, what exactly happened? Why were you hidden in the ceiling of the electrical room? And why did Mr. Kenmura Tadahira disappear?"

Inspector Megure fired off several questions in quick succession.

"That guy, Tadahiro Kenmura, tried to assassinate me. He failed and escaped. He wants to take over the Sindora Corporation. Stop the 'Cocoon' game immediately. He installed some kind of virus program in it, which may cause game bugs!"

The source code of his DNA must never be leaked, and the same applies to the fact that he is a descendant of Jack the Ripper. Even if the world doesn't do anything to him, his competitors will find ways to smear him.

Therefore, he must have control of the source code.

Also, who is that blond man who suddenly knocked me unconscious? He needs to get to the scene immediately. He must be one of Tadahiro Kenmura's men. He's probably already in the control center. Once the game ends and he gets the program, we're doomed.

As for Kenmura Tadahiro, we must kill him and bury the secret of Jack the Ripper completely!
Thomas Sindora quickly went through the general situation in her mind and found the best explanation in a clear and logical way.

"It's no use, because the control center can no longer control the game's progress either; Noah's Ark has taken over everything."

Yusaku Kudo pushed open the door and entered, looking down at Thomas Sindora who was still on the ground. "Mr. Thomas, can you explain why this dagger is made of aluminum foil, and what is the dagger in your hand for?"

Sindora was startled. She looked down at the dagger in her hand and realized that the dagger she had used to kill Kenmura Tadahira was still in her hand, and there was blood on the tip.

Strange, could he have already killed Kenmura Tadahira? Otherwise, why would there be blood on the tip of the knife?

He fell silent immediately.

"Are you carrying this with the intention of murdering Tadahiro Kenmura?"

"I don't!"

If Kenmura Tadahiro were dead, the policeman wouldn't have asked that question. He must still be alive and has escaped!
Kudo Yusaku scoffed at his claim, but the existing evidence could only prove that the other party intended to attack, and the only trace of blood at the scene was his own.

To solve the problem, we need to find Kenmura Tadahiro.

He now strongly suspects that the surveillance footage has been modified by Noah's Ark, but he has tried many methods, even talking to a surveillance camera in a corner for a long time, but the other party does not pay any attention to him.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Okay, I'm busy, don't bother me."

Thomas Sindora hurriedly stood up, pushed aside Inspector Megure, and walked out of the power distribution room, brushing the dust and cobwebs off her clothes as she headed toward the game control center.

"Let's go take a look too."

With a furrowed brow, Yusaku Kudo instructed Inspector Megure to continue searching for Tadahiro Kenmura while catching up with Thomas Sindora.

The two quickly arrived at the control center, where the staff were very busy. He then remembered what Yusaku Kudo had said earlier: the place was now under the control of Noah's Ark.

That damned Hiroki, even in death he's still a big problem.

The game had been going on for quite some time, and more than half of the game pods on the stage had sunk.

Thomas Sindora looked around and, not finding any familiar blond man, felt much more at ease.

Seeing Thomas Sindora arrive, the staff on site seemed to have found their pillar of support: "President, Noah's Ark has invaded the control center. The game is now out of control, and Mr. Kenmura is still missing. What should we do now?"
Noah's Ark said that if no one completes the game, all the children who participated will be killed!

Thomas Sindora's face was extremely gloomy; now there was no way out.

No one has completed the game, so he has plenty of time to create hidden DNA tracking easter eggs in the game, but that would offend all the parents of the children who participated in the game.

If someone passes through, the DNA tracking program will be downloaded to the control center. Now that this place is basically under police control, it will be very difficult for him to get his hands on it.

After a moment's thought, he realized he would prefer someone else to complete the game.

If the police take away the DNA tracking program, he still has ways to negotiate and at least keep his identity.

But if he offends these Japanese tycoons and politicians, it remains to be seen whether he can even leave Japan.

"Then let's quietly await the judgment of fate."

Thomas plopped down in the chair, resting his chin on his hands. In just a short while, most of the screens in front of him had turned off, and of the six maps, only the London map from a hundred years ago was still running.

"I never imagined that I, Thomas Sindora, would one day have to look forward to a group of children."

"But four years ago, wasn't it thanks to Hiroki's technical support that you were able to get to where you are today?" Noah's Ark's voice came from all directions: "From the very beginning of the design, Hiroki set the underlying logic so that I could not decide the life and death of humans. Therefore, I entrusted the life and death of these children to them."

Similarly, I gave them your secret as well.

This inexplicable statement caught Yusaku Kudo's attention.

Sure enough, London a hundred years ago held a secret, a secret that Thomas Cindora would rather murder Tadahira Kenmura than reveal.

Through the screen, Conan and his friends have arrived at a place that resembles a tavern.

A group of people outside were full of anticipation, and then they saw Ayumi, Genta, and Mitsuhiko being eliminated one by one.

Besides the three, a wealthy young master was also eliminated along with them.

In an instant, the original full team of eleven people was reduced to seven.

"Hey, don't come after Anya, go after Conan, you bastard!"

Anya was being chased by one of the thugs, but fortunately the bar had a complicated layout. The little girl was small and agile, while the thug was bulky and couldn't do anything to Anya.

"Hehe, you can't catch me, can you?"

Anya suddenly found herself as light as a feather, able to make any movement she wanted.

Although it was a bit strange, Anya felt very excited as soon as she saw that the other party couldn't catch her.

"Ania, stop wasting time, hurry up and grab that bottle of wine on the table above your head!"

Conan observed for a long time that the red wine on the table had been protected by the gang leader until two gang members were knocked down. Only then did the gang leader have no choice but to put the red wine on the table and join the melee.

Therefore, there must be something special about this bottle of red wine.

"what?"

Anya crawled out from under the table, glanced at the red wine on the table, and seemed a little lost.

Upon hearing this, the gang leader tensed up, disregarding his impending capture of Conan, and pounced on Anya.

Anya's mind went blank; she just stared at the other person.

However, just as the other party was about to pounce on her, Anya suddenly grabbed the table with her hand, and with a little force, she spun 270 degrees around her hand and threw herself onto the table.

After landing steadily, his arm involuntarily grabbed the red wine and raised it above his head.

All of this seemed so bizarre.

At least, Conan, who witnessed the whole thing, was speechless and couldn't understand it.

He knew that Anya simply couldn't have that ability; no matter which child it was, including him, they couldn't possibly have accomplished what he had just done.

That was a move that completely violated the laws of physics; no matter how strong the wrist was, it was impossible to lift Anya up by herself.

What happened? All my equipment stopped working when I entered the game, and Anya, who is useless in reality, has become like this after arriving in London a hundred years ago.

Not only now, but even when she first came in, Anya displayed an extreme ability to cheat.

When Anya said she was tired from walking, a Great Pyrenees that looked almost exactly like Bond, but was slightly thinner, ran over and carried Anya all the way.
They were just complaining that they couldn't find where Sherlock Holmes' house was when a map immediately floated in front of them;
Peanut chocolate and cocoa ice cream appeared on the road, and they were even free! Although this is a game, how could a normal game be like this?

Now it's even worse, they've gone straight to superhuman.

This is clearly a world controlled by Noah's Ark, so why does Anya seem more like God?
What kind of cheat is this? I want to load one too.

"Ania is amazing!"

Xiao Lan elbowed the thug in front of her, sending him flying, and then turned to look.

Even she couldn't have done that move.
Before Conan could even complain, he rushed over to Anya, grabbed the bottle of red wine, and looked at the thug leader who was about to stand up again: "Don't move, or I'll smash this bottle of red wine!"

"Hmph, do you think I'd stop for a bottle of red wine? You're underestimating me."

The gang leader's expression shifted between anger and sullenness, but his words were anything but polite: "You think you can threaten me like this? You're the Baker Street gang, aren't you? Poor Holmes is too afraid to show himself, but he sends a bunch of kids to their deaths."

"Don't change the subject. I know whose bottle of red wine it is. Do you really want me to smash it?"

Conan was full of confidence. The other party's eyes kept glancing at the red wine, and the thugs were deliberately avoiding the table where the red wine was placed.

Based on his understanding of the Sherlock Holmes world, this bottle of wine should be Professor Moriarty's red wine.

As his underlings, these thugs all knew what kind of wrath they would face if that wine glass were smashed.

"Give it a try!" a voice rang in Conan's ear.

Before Conan could say anything, he felt his raised hand slip from his grasp.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)