I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Serabelle rested her chin on her hand and fell into deep thought: "But this brings up a problem."

"What?"

"Look, it was the Americans who forced him to work overtime until he died. What's the point of him coming to Japan to do this?"

Conan "..."

Hattori Heiji "..."

MD, what you said seems to make sense!

Conan coughed lightly and said, "It's not like this is completely irrelevant. From what I know, Hiroki Sawada did live in Japan when he was a child, but he couldn't adapt to the old-fashioned education environment in Japan. His mother also believed that the education environment in Japan would only limit the development of her child's personality, so she took Hiroki Sawada to live in the United States."

"That's a good point, but it was the evil capitalism that killed him..."

Serabelle complained that this artificial intelligence was a bit stubborn.

Aren’t you an artificial intelligence? Can you invade any network?

It was the United States that forced your creator to death, or to be more precise, it was the Sindorah Corporation. So why don't you invade the US military system and drop all their nuclear bombs on the Sindorah headquarters building to let them feel the bad treatment of the Arasaka promax version?

What do you mean by torturing your cousins ​​back home? You are a foreign-worshipping person! Even artificial intelligence has been affected. It turns out that the animal husbandry industry in the United States is still too developed!

Alas! American Empire!

Just as Serabelle's mind was filled with "dirty words from her hometown", the halo above her head began to flash again.

"Okay, no more nonsense, the game is about to begin. I will show you five different game worlds."

"First is the treasure hunter, in which you need to go through many dangers to find Solomon's treasure; second is the rally... then the ancient Roman Colosseum... and..."

The first four doors were already lit, and when it was the turn of the fifth door, the light circle on the top seemed to pause.

"And the fifth game world is set in the foggy city of London a hundred years ago. Players need to follow clues to uncover the true identity of Jack the Ripper."

"That's it." Conan's eyes lit up.

"It's just Jack the Ripper, we have three detectives here!" Hattori Heiji rolled up his sleeves, "Let's fight him!"

"We must make him fly." Serabelle said expressionlessly.

Chapter 335 Mrs. Suzuki: Son-in-law? That’s my husband!

Generally speaking, when people encounter a situation that they cannot handle but are sure they cannot avoid, they will only have two reactions.

Either lie down and wait for death, or take a gamble and fight.

The former is based on reason, while the latter is based on instinct.

And at least for the children who make up the vast majority of the fifty players who participated in the "Cocoon" test, it is still instinct that drives their actions.

So after a quarter of an hour of crying and begging and finding that it was of no use, the children were finally forced to calm down, and reluctantly faced reality and chose the game world they wanted to go to.

Of course, only a small number of them make a clear choice. The majority of them gather in groups of two or three with friends, mindlessly gathering in crowded places driven by a certain emotion called herd mentality.

For example, the treasure hunt that seems interesting, or the rally that obviously does not have any horror elements.

As for the bloody and cruel Colosseum, no one chose it at all.

The second place is the foggy city of London a hundred years ago chosen by Serabelle and her friends. From the time they chose the place until now, there have always been only three of them standing in front of the door.

Until suddenly, the voices of several familiar children were heard from behind.

"Hey Moroboshi, do we really want to choose this copy?"

Following the sound, they saw that the three children they had seen in the corridor outside the city hall were walking towards Serabelle and the others.

The leader is still Hideki Moroboshi, the grandson of Deputy Superintendent of Police, who plays football everywhere all the time and always looks at people with a hint of arrogance in his eyes - Hideki Moroboshi.

Following him at the moment are the chubby and noble-looking Mitsuhiko, the grandson of the chairman of the Emori zaibatsu, Emori Akira, and the son of the Kyogen master Kikukawa Seiichiro.

They seemed to be very reluctant to enter this game copy with the world-famous urban legend "Jack the Ripper", especially Jiang Shouxiang, who tried to pull Moroboshi Hideki's sleeve carefully all the way.

However, Hideki Moroboshi didn't listen to them at all, and walked straight towards Serabelle and the other two. When he came close, he raised his head and smiled faintly, and his slightly arrogant eyes fell on Hattori Heiji.

"So he's the son of the chief of the Osaka Police Department. It's a pity that I didn't notice him at the venue before. But one thing is for sure. Since he chose the same instance as us, he shouldn't be a drag when the time comes."

"Oh?"

Although he was inexplicably provoked, Hattori Heiji showed no sign of getting angry. He just bent down and rubbed Hideki Moroboshi's head with a smile.

"Let's not talk about other things for now, but let your dad tell me this, hehe~"

"what?"

Obviously he didn't understand the full meaning between the lines, and Hideki Moroboshi frowned in dissatisfaction.

But Conan and Serabelle, who were standing nearby, understood it very well. This was clearly an attempt to elevate themselves to a higher level...

At the same time, Shizuka Hattori, who was in the audience seats inside the venue and saw this scene through the big screen above the stage in front, couldn't help but cover her mouth slightly.

"Ping-chan is such a jerk. She actually got angry with a kid. She's so childish."

Sitting next to her was Suzuki Tomoko, who looked at her sideways when she heard this: "It's really amazing that you can be so calm, Ms. Jinghua. Your son is also in the game, and you are still in the mood to think about childish things at this time?"

"Haha, after all, there's no point in being so anxious as to scratch your head like everyone else, right?" Hattori Shizuka smiled and shook her head, "Besides, Mrs. Suzuki isn't anxious at all, is she?"

"What do you mean?" Suzuki Tomoko remained calm.

"Ala? So I misunderstood?"

Hattori Shizuka was stunned for a moment, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

"I thought Mrs. Suzuki brought people to this press conference because she was planning to promote Sera as the future son-in-law of the Suzuki Group. Isn't that right?"

"Heh... well, it's roughly correct, but not completely correct."

After leaving behind such an ambiguous statement, Suzuki Tomoko turned her gaze back to the large screen in front of her and said no more.

……

On the other side, in the game world.

As the colorful ring above the white circular plaza began to flash again, the slightly joyful voice of Noah's Ark came from above everyone's head.

"So, are you all ready? It's time to choose the game world you want to enter?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the five stone doors above the square leading to the five game copies lit up white light at the same time.

Serabelle shrugged, not even bothering to say "let's go", and stepped straight into the stone gate. Her figure instantly disappeared behind the light curtain.

“I really went through it!”

Hattori Heiji exclaimed and quickly followed Conan.

Next came those little brats who were the children of officials.

In just a few seconds, the originally crowded initial square was quickly emptied, and even the colorful rings above that were either constantly lit or flashing disappeared.

The perspective shifts to the game instance.

Serabelle was the first to pass through the light curtain. When the white light in front of her eyes dissipated, what hit her face was the dirty air mixed with a faint smell of kerosene.

At the same time, the voices of Hattori Heiji and Conan were heard from behind.

"Wow, the air here feels so dirty!"

It's a little dirty...

Serabelle thought.

They are now near a two-story residential area. This is London more than a hundred years ago. At that time, Britain had just experienced the Industrial Revolution for a few decades. Technology was not very developed, and the material science of road surfaces was still at the level of paving with stone slabs.

The street lights on both sides of the road were not as bright as they are now. The dim warm light from the burning kerosene lamps shone down from the street lights, reflecting the thin turbid fog in the air.

And, deathly silence.

Hideki Moroboshi and others followed behind, and as they entered the copy, the light curtain behind them also dissipated.

Jiang Shou looked around cautiously and said, "It's so quiet, how come there's no one to be seen?"

“It’s normal not to see anyone.”

Conan explained.

"Although textbooks always say that the last century was the last era in the British Empire where everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment, in fact it was not the case. It was an era when people were vicious and robberies were rampant on the streets. You had to be desperate to run out in the middle of the night."

"Well said, so what should we do next?" Hattori Heiji scratched his head.

"Anyway, let's go find Sherlock Holmes first."

Serabelle didn't want to take part in the discussion and just walked forward.

Hattori Heiji quickly stopped him and said, "Wait a minute! Holmes should live in Baker Street, right? Do you know where Baker Street is?"

"I know. Go there."

Serabelle pointed in a direction about forty degrees west by north.

"We are currently in the Whitechapel area. It takes about an hour and a half to walk to Baker Street."

“Y-Really? Are you sure?”

“…I am from London.”

"Oh, that's okay."

Chapter 336 The first confrontation

Generally speaking, the regional layout of an ancient city that has not undergone complete reconstruction after a war or disaster will not change much even after one or two hundred years.

Especially if some landmark buildings still exist, even if the surrounding residential buildings and shops have all changed, you can still recognize which area it belongs to and which road it is on.

Especially with the help of a local named Serabelle as their guide, the journey for Conan, Hattori Heiji and the others became much easier.

In addition, they didn't see any passers-by along the way, as if they were walking alone in a dead city. After walking for a while, everyone's mood gradually relaxed.

Only the chubby boy Jiang Shouhuang was still a little uneasy.

"I still feel like this dungeon is too difficult. I'm not good at solving puzzles."

"And the one we're fighting against is Jack the Ripper."

Kikukawa Seiichiro, the son of a kyogen master and the nobleman version of Mitsuhiko, who looked a little timid, also joined in.

"It seems that in history, the police were unable to catch him in the end. With just a few of us..."

"That's why we have to go to Baker Street to find Sherlock Holmes."

Hattori Heiji curled his lips and said.

He was a little fed up with these little guys who had been so timid from the beginning, even though they had been brazenly telling him not to hold them back not long ago.

"Sherlock Holmes? But he's not a fictional character in a novel..." Kikukawa Seiichiro was puzzled.

"He is a character in the novel, yes, but the plot of this copy is written by Kudo's father, so there must be Sherlock Holmes in the game world." Hattori Heiji explained patiently.

"Kudo's father? Who is he?" Jiang Shouhuang continued to be confused.

"It should be Mr. Kudo Yusaku, the famous mystery novelist."

It seems that the only one among the three children who read more books was Seiichirō Kikukawa.

“If a mystery novelist were to write a play about London a hundred years ago, it would be impossible not to include the character of Sherlock Holmes.”

"So that means as long as we can find Sherlock Holmes, we can get him to lead us to catch Jack the Ripper?"

"That's about it."

"Great, then let's go to Baker--"

Eeyore!!!

Before he could finish his words, a scream filled with extreme fear suddenly rang out from an alley not far ahead, tearing the tranquility of the night.

"What's going on!?" Hattori Heiji suddenly turned his head following the sound.

"It must be Jack the Ripper!" Conan shouted.

Without saying a word, Serabelle rushed into the alley while the two were still discussing their answers.

I ran to the alley entrance as fast as I could, and saw a masked and cloaked man kneeling on the ground under the pale moonlight that filtered through the clouds in the dark alley without the illumination of street lights, with a dagger in his hand flashing with a cold light raised high.