The cross-dressing master in the world of Detective Conan

At this point, she was still fortunate that Shinichi Kudo kept nagging her about Sherlock Holmes all day long, which prevented her from being completely clueless in this situation.

“If the professor doesn’t show up, then we’ll just have to find someone connected to him—Colonel Sebastian Monlang, who usually hangs out at the poker club downtown.”

"Now they're going to find Professor Moriarty; we should run into her there."

Upon hearing Shinichi Kudo's words, Ai shoved the Shakespearean play she was holding back onto the bookshelf and followed them out.

Chapter 319 One Hundred and Eight Non-Combat Uses of the Sharingan

"Colonel, Professor Moriarty will be here in a little while."

"Okay, I understand. You can go now."

A man with a tough demeanor spoke to the person next to him.

"Keep an eye on the poker table for me. If anyone dares to peek, hmph!"

Colonel Shebascha Monlang placed his hand on the pistol at his waist, swept a threatening glance around the poker table, and then swaggered away from his seat, heading towards the toilet.

Before leaving, they affectionately picked up the nuts from the tray and fed them to the monkeys watching them play cards.

This is completely opposite to his arrogant and domineering image just now.

"Another guy who treats animals better than people!"

Seeing these two completely opposite ways of behaving, Kaoru Kazama, who was secretly watching from the side, inexplicably thought of one of his colleagues.

That's the guy nicknamed "Noble Officer," who's all chummy with the squirrel.

This guy not only treats squirrels better than people, but he also ignores beautiful women, as if squirrels are his whole world.

I've heard that aristocratic children are taught from a young age to consciously prevent themselves from being tempted by women, which is probably a kind of "fighting fire with fire" approach.

Having seen enough beautiful women, one is naturally less likely to be easily seduced by beauty.

This guy was probably trained by this squirrel.

Kaoru Kazama guessed with no ill intent that at that moment, Officer Ayanokouji, far away in Kyoto Prefecture, sneezed violently, startling the sleeping squirrel in his pocket awake. The squirrel poked its little head out of the pocket and looked around, thinking that an earthquake had occurred.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."

He stretched out his index finger and stroked the squirrel's head. After feeling the softness of his fingertip, Ayanokouji's stiff expression relaxed a little.

Of course, what happens to this guy is none of Kazama Kaoru's business.

Now she's hesitating about how to appear without seeming too abrupt.

Just as she was about to sneak in, her nose was drawn by a very faint smell of blood.

In fact, London, known as the Fog City, is filled with local fog and thick smoke generated from the waste products of industrial manufacturing.

Since the main power source now comes from coal-fired steam engines, the whole of London is filled with a faint smell of coal smoke, which is quite disgusting.

Most people would find it difficult to adapt to such a place suddenly. Even Shinichi Kudo and his group stayed in one place for a while to get used to the smell and air before they started to move.

In this environment, Kaoru Kazama's powerful sense of smell undoubtedly became a burden.

However, as the old saying goes, misfortune and fortune are intertwined. In this place filled with the smell of coal smoke, the presence of any other pungent odor will be more noticeable than usual.

Although the smell of blood was very faint, it created a rare sense of novelty when mixed with the smell of coal smoke, allowing Kaoru Kazama's sense of smell to finally relax.

She subconsciously followed the scent of blood for a couple of steps, and just as she realized she seemed to have left the area of ​​the downtown poker club and was about to turn back, she spotted a fleeting dark figure.

The man wore a black top hat and his body was shrouded in a black cloak.

In the pitch-black night, and amidst the thick fog, it was practically inconspicuous.

Moreover, the street lighting is now all dim kerosene lamps, something that the obsessive Moriya Teiji really likes, but the lighting effect is not very good.

In this situation, the person's whereabouts become even more secretive.

If it weren't for the fact that his Sharingan with three tomoe was still active, Kaoru Kazama would never have noticed that fleeting black shadow.

"Could this be Jack the Ripper?"

Kaoru Kazama wasn't inflexible. She had already thought it through. Although she had arrived at the poker club in the city center a step ahead, both Colonel Monlang's group, which had a large and powerful presence, and the important villainous boss in the game were all shrouded in Noah's Ark. Even if she disguised herself and approached them, she couldn't do anything unusual.

Moreover, if these kids cause any trouble, she might have to go with Colonel Meng Lang to arrest them.

That would be troublesome.

If the juvenile detectives were to face a dim-witted criminal, and if they could simply use their status as important supporting characters, they could indeed get away with it.

But if I were to do it myself, I could catch them every time.

However, with even stronger camouflage than her opponent and the added advantage of her agility, she was even harder to spot in the thick fog.

Therefore, an unexpected fact was discovered.

According to her perception, the weakest point of control over Noah's Ark was actually Jack the Ripper, the suspected target.

Logically, as a condition for successfully completing the challenge, Jack the Ripper's whereabouts should have been closely monitored.

However, after following the trail, Kaoru Kazama found no trace of Noah's Ark monitoring the area.

It's impossible that this guy held back, but considering his current age...

Nine times out of ten, he was just having a playful idea. Although he said he wanted to start all of Japan over again, in reality, his mind is still that of a ten-year-old little brother.

After becoming Conan, Shinichi Kudo acquired a different kind of aura.

That's the temperament of a "king of kids" (super nanny).

It is quite possible that Noah's Ark was simply enjoying the thrill of following the protagonist's team as they gradually uncovered Jack the Ripper's true identity, and therefore, for this purpose, they did not monitor his movements.

Because if you know where the target is from the beginning, it will obviously be much less fun.

"That's really childish behavior, but it's good this way, at least we don't have to suffer from a split personality for now."

Far behind Jack the Ripper, thanks to the Sharingan's super-powerful dynamic vision, he could see clearly even in the foggy city where visibility was extremely poor.

Kaoru Kazama is truly dedicated to developing 108 non-combat uses for the Sharingan.

The black cloak in front suddenly turned a corner and entered a maze of alleyways.

Seeing this, Kaoru Kazama quickly sped up and ran towards the corner.

In this unfamiliar place, it would be troublesome if we got lost.

I glanced down at my watch and realized it was already one o'clock.

She had seen Big Ben before, but was surprised to find that the hands there were moving in the opposite direction.

The number 10:50 above is constantly shrinking.

This undoubtedly indicates the number of people participating in the game.

It's also a way for Noah's Ark to put pressure on the children participating in the game.

"Hmm, how did it disappear?"

Before turning the corner, Kaoru Kazama cautiously observed his surroundings, only to find that the smell of blood had disappeared, replaced by a very strange odor.

"Hmph, after following me for so long, they have to pay a price."

A black figure flashed out from a blind spot, a sharp knife gleaming coldly, appearing right in front of Kazama Kaoru, aimed straight at her neck.

"Damn it."

With a clean and swift movement, she dodged the vicious blade aimed at her neck.

This gives you time to assess who might be targeting you.

A hooked nose and a pointed chin—these are the only two features that can be discerned from the face hidden behind the black top hat.

Feeling a sharp pain, Kaoru Kazama touched his fair neck.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed blood.

This was a lesson learned from underestimation. This guy had received Moriarty's exceptional training and was a master of assassination, far surpassing the average person.

In this virtual world, detached from the physical abilities of the real world, Kazama Kaoru can only utilize his superhuman reflexes and eyesight.

And just now a very serious problem has occurred.

The Sharingan's exceptional dynamic vision must be matched with its reaction speed.

However, every move Kazama Kaoru makes now is not related to physical fitness, but to internet speed.

Although the body is virtual, the pain sensation is clearly transmitted to the brain's nerves.

This is serious.

The Sharingan not only failed to help her, but even became a burden.

Being unarmed and facing someone wielding a sharp weapon puts you at a disadvantage from the start.

Her current physical abilities are only equivalent to those of an ordinary person, but the long-term infusion of system abilities has enabled her to master superhuman strength-generating techniques.

Xiaolan should be the same in this regard, but I don't know if she has noticed it.

"Oh no, I absolutely can't let myself get hit like that next time."

Kazama Kaoru pursed her lips; the same applied to her – being attacked would mean being eliminated.

Fortunately, it requires a certain level of attack to work.

This level of scratch isn't enough to get her out of the game.

Chapter 320 An existence even more powerful than a stock manipulator

For the first time, he put away his lazy and nonchalant attitude, and his eyes began to look serious.

This is a golden opportunity.

Despite possessing extraordinary physical qualities and reflexes, one can never achieve anything more in this peaceful life.

Moreover, it's quite possible that she hasn't even fully mastered her own abilities.

This opportunity is extremely rare.

In the dark zone, unmonitored by Noah's Ark, engage in a carefree duel with master assassins.

Even if she is seriously injured, she doesn't need to worry about being eliminated. As long as she is not detected by Noah's Ark, she is free.