I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"Well, rather than that, I'm sure you've already read today's morning paper, Ms. Adler. Jack the Ripper will attack you during the performance."

"I've seen it~" Irene Adler hummed with the corner of her mouth.

"That's good." Sairabel said, "So if possible, we hope you can cancel the performance tonight."

"It is definitely impossible to cancel the performance..."

Irene Adler pouted.

"By the way, who are you?"

"Serabel, a detective."

"Oh, detective..."

Irene Adler looked at the ceiling with her eyes wandering for a while, then suddenly snapped her fingers and stepped closer in her high heels, so close that her face was almost touching the tip of Serabel's nose. Her face, which was exactly the same as Yukiko's, had the same wicked smile on it.

"So, if I insist on performing, you will protect me?"

"Yes, I will protect you."

Serabelle answered truthfully.

"Oh, I'll leave it to you, dear detective."

Irene Adler smiled and said this, and she even walked over to the former's side, and took the boy's arm without any shyness, not caring at all that there were other people behind her.

Hattori Heiji was shocked and gently kicked Conan's calf.

"Why do I feel like...your mother seems to be very interested in Brother Sera?"

"right?"

Conan's mouth was twitching and he couldn't speak, but he couldn't stop complaining in his heart.

But it’s okay, it’s just a story mission in the game world that uses the same image as my mother... Well, it’s okay.

Chapter 343 The assassination begins

The perspective changes again, and in the theater hall, Irene Adler's triumphal performance has already begun.

All the spotlights in the venue were focused on the eye-catching figure on the stage. A beautiful woman with long brown curly hair, dressed in gorgeous clothes, clasped her hands in front of her chest, closed her eyes, raised her face at a 45-degree angle, and sang a piece of music that sounded like an aria from the Virgin Mary in her beautiful and emotionally infectious voice.

And below the stage are hundreds of accompanists.

Some of them carried violins on their shoulders, while others held cellos in their arms. Each of them had a clear division of labor and worked seamlessly together to present a perfect performance for all the guests in the hall. Everyone present looked intoxicated, as if they were bathed in the glory of God.

Tonight, a grand musical scene enveloped the entire opera house.

And in a secluded corner closest to the stage, three unromantic guys were whispering.

"Wow, I didn't expect your mother, Kudo, to sing so well?" Hattori Heiji said, looking at the stage.

"This... shouldn't be sung by her, right?"

Conan scratched his head.

"I guess it's the song audio that was loaded directly from the game resources, but do you really think it sounds good?"

"...Well, that's it."

Hattori Heiji speaks the truth.

He turned to Serabelle, who had been silent, and poked her lightly with his elbow, winking.

"Old London has to speak on this matter. How do you think of tonight's performance?"

"I don't feel anything."

Serabelle responded indifferently.

Although it is authentic old London, he has no interest in stage opera culture.

In contrast, Serabelle was more concerned about something else.

"You asked those three kids to stand guard at each entrance and exit, but they haven't made any move yet."

The person he was asking was, of course, Conan.

According to Conan's expectation, he believed that Jack the Ripper would definitely attack Irene Adler on the stage during the performance. After all, the order given by Professor Moriarty was to "clear the stage."

Since the fight was going to take place on stage, there was no way he could just strut in through the front door.

So the most likely possibility is that he sneaked in from the backstage just like they did back then.

There were only a few entrances and exits leading to the stage from the backstage, and there were staff members walking around everywhere in the backstage. It was impossible for Jack the Ripper to act in such a public place.

Therefore, it is relatively safe even if children are sent to perform lookout missions.

As for the task given by Conan, it is also very simple. As long as you see someone sneaking from the backstage trying to sneak onto the stage, you should immediately sound the alarm.

But now it has been almost twenty minutes since the performance started, and the alarm has not sounded yet. Everything seems to be calm as usual.

"Um……"

Conan also felt that something seemed to be wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it for a moment, so he could only pinch his chin and ponder for a while.

Serabelle turned her gaze back to the stage. "In fact, in terms of the success rate of execution, directly setting the theater on fire is a labor-saving method. There is no need to sneak in or kill people in public. All you need to do is use fire to force the person out. Because people are least alert when they think they have escaped danger, it is safest to act at that time."

Conan "..."

Hattori Heiji "..."

Conan looked away and shook his head: "To be honest, sometimes I really doubt whether you are from MI6 or not. Why are you so proficient in this kind of things?"

Serabelle could not deny: "It is precisely because he was in MI6 that he is so skilled. You don't think that all the intelligence organizations in various countries are good people. The prerequisites for becoming an executive department investigator are combat capability and professional accomplishment, not the ability to talk big."

What you said makes so much sense that I can't refute it.

Conan sighed in his heart, stopped talking, and refocused his attention on the slightest movement around him.

At this moment, there was a brief pause in the music in the hall.

tick.

In the quiet environment, a particularly abrupt noise suddenly caught Conan's ears.

It's a bit like the sound of the second hand of an old-fashioned clock turning...

"careful!"

Before Conan could react to what had happened, he and Hattori Heiji were suddenly pulled to the side by Serabelle.

The next second, a flash of fire suddenly appeared under the stage where they had been standing, accompanied by a deafening roar, and a strong tremor swept across the ground and reached the soles of everyone's feet.

boom!

It's a bomb!

It's Jack the Ripper!

In an instant, everyone in the performance hall was suddenly awakened.

The information that Professor Moriarty gave to Jack the Ripper was published in newspapers. In an era when there was no Internet and people could only learn about current affairs through newspapers, this practice was equivalent to publicly declaring the intention to carry out a terrorist attack.

It’s just that everyone who came to watch tonight’s show thought that Professor Moriarty was only targeting Irene Adler and had nothing to do with ordinary people like them.

But the current situation proves their wrong thinking.

That's right, Jack the Ripper was much crazier than they imagined. He planned to blow up the entire opera house and bury everyone alive!

"Run!"

"I don't want to be killed by Jack the Ripper yet!"

After realizing this, the gentlemanly manners and ladylike image no longer mattered. Everyone was equal in the face of death. Everyone rushed out of their seats in fear and rushed to the exit at the back.

Does your hat catch the wind and cause wind resistance that affects your escape? Throw it away!

Are high heels easy to sprain your ankle and difficult to run in? Take them off!

Being held back by someone's clothes and unable to run faster than others? Just punch him back!

Human selfishness was fully demonstrated at this moment.

At this time, Serabelle had already rushed onto the stage. He knew very well that Jack the Ripper's target from beginning to end was Irene Adler, and as for other guests, it was just a scare at best.

As expected, just as Serabelle arrived beside Irene Adler, a strong wind suddenly blew down from above her head.

He raised his head and glanced upwards, and suddenly the blood in his body ran cold.

It wasn't a fallen knight's armor or a large water tank, but a whole stone ceiling, as big as a semicircular stage!

Although the singers basically don't move around much during the performance, Jack the Ripper was not sure where the target would be, so he simply blew down the entire ceiling, like a huge hydraulic press column falling from the sky.

"Lower your head!"

At the critical moment, someone shouted in the familiar Osaka accent.

Then a dark figure rushed onto the stage with extremely fast movements, a step late, with his arms crossed in front of his chest and raised high, his legs planted on the ground in a horse stance, and he caught the stone slab almost at the moment when it was about to crush Serabel and Irene Adler.

boom!

Hattori Heiji sank his legs suddenly and stepped underneath the broken stage floor with his hands.

This was simply not a pressure that a human body could withstand, but he just took it on.

"Hey, let's go."

Hattori Heiji turned his head to look at Serabell and Irene Adler who had leaned over to escape the danger. A slightly difficult smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and white light began to appear on his body.

"In this way...I can pay off what I did just now."

"Ah."

Serabelle nodded, made a gesture that it was up to me, and then picked up Irene Adler and jumped down.

Almost at the same time, the figure of Hattori Heiji in the back finally disappeared, and the heavy stone slab fell to the ground and collapsed the entire stage.

Chapter 344 Then Kill Everyone

The explosion in the opera house continued. Serabelle ran wildly holding Irene Adler, and together with Conan, they rushed out of the opera house and onto the street outside before they were killed by falling bricks and stones.

Looking back, the once magnificent Gothic building was already crumbling.

Fortunately, this is old London, so the materials used in the buildings are relatively solid.

After all, it was the most glorious era in the history of the British Empire. Although it was nearing its end, it was still its heyday when this opera house was built. It was not something that could be shaken by huge bundles of explosives in a short period of time.

But...that's where it ends.

The explosion in the opera house affected not only the interior but also the people who ran for their lives, and also the pedestrians passing by on the streets outside. A strong atmosphere of panic began to spread around the opera house.

The streets were full of people running away. The driver could not control the reckless horse. He could only hold the reins tightly with both hands, sit in the back of the cart with a pale face, and be dragged around.

"It's like the end of the world..."

Conan gritted his teeth slightly.

Serabelle was holding Irene Adler in both hands, so she said bluntly: "It's time to go. Let's find a safe place to settle down first..."

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Conan's raised voice.

"What will happen to those three kids if we leave!?"

He was much more emotional than Serabelle, and Hattori Heiji's departure made it difficult for him to maintain his usual calm state of mind.

“…Cold.”

Serabelle shrugged.

"They are just ordinary children. You don't think that their chances of survival are high in this situation. Instead, you should think carefully about how to complete the game. Keep your head clear. This is a game, not reality. As long as we complete the game, all the previously eliminated people will be spared... Oh, forget what I said."

He suddenly took back his words not because Conan's face became increasingly ugly, but because he caught a glimpse of a small figure running out from the corner of the opera house in the distance.

It's Hideki Moroboshi.

"Hey! That's great... Phew! You guys escaped too..."