Isn't it very scientific to use the Death Note to kill people?

To survive and successfully complete the mission, they must use the wine in the freight cars to cushion the impact when the train collides at the final station.

But when they opened the truck door, the figure that came into view made them freeze in their tracks.

"We meet again."

Wearing his familiar black cloak and walking stick, he took off his black fedora and revealed a smile.

"Moriarty..."

Conan wore a serious expression.

Not only Moriarty, but there were several other figures in the freight car loaded with barrels of red wine.

"That is...?"

"Ms. Eileen and Mrs. Hudson!"

Behind Moriarty, the lady Holmes admired and his landlady were squatting there, their hands and feet bound and their mouths gagged. There was also a middle-aged man dressed as a policeman... Although Conan had never seen him before, he immediately recognized him as Inspector Lestrade, who had worked with Holmes many times.

All of these people were bound hand and foot and gagged, and could only stay in the corner of the train carriage and groan.

Seeing this, Conan couldn't help but ask, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

"A victory."

He raised his chin, somewhat pleased: "A victory face-to-face with my dear opponent."

"You mean Sherlock Holmes!?"

"...There are less than six minutes left before the train arrives at its final destination. Let's wait patiently for a while."

The other person glanced at their watch and said.

“But Mr. Holmes has gone to Termore,” Little Lan called out.

He will appear.

Moriarty was completely unconvinced.

As time ticked by and the final stop drew ever closer, Conan's brow furrowed.

Judging from the current situation, Moriarty was clearly waiting for them here a long time ago.

He kidnapped someone important to Holmes, intending to settle things with him here... In other words, the other party had anticipated that they would come to this train in pursuit of Jack the Ripper.

If this stalemate continues until the train crashes into the terminal station and collides with it, even Moriarty himself will die.

How could a criminal like Napoleon do something so reckless?

unless……

"Unless you have the means to detach the locomotive from the carriages at the last minute."

A clear voice rang out.

Conan and the others looked back with delight, only to see a thin and tall man walking out of the carriage behind them.

"Sherlock Holmes!"

The man who suddenly appeared had the exact same face as Yusaku Kudo, but was much younger. He walked into the freight car and stared at the young man opposite him with a bold and fearless gaze.

"As you can see, I have appeared."

"That's great. I was worried that if you didn't show up until the very last moment, I would have a real headache."

A joyful smile spread across Moriarty's face.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

"A match to see who wins and who loses."

Leisurely, he took a gun out of his pocket.

A pale gold pistol.

In front of them, Moriarty gently pointed the gun at Officer Lestrade, who was tied up and sitting to the side: "Come on... three bullets, three hostages, three dead—think about your friends, and these kids. Interested in hearing my thoughts?"

The entire carriage was shaking incessantly.

With the boiler burning at its maximum, the locomotive, whose brakes had been removed, spewed thick smoke as it raced at a frenzied speed along the cliffside tracks.

There are only three minutes left until the final stop.

The train continued to accelerate, the connection points between the carriages rattling and clanging at the terrifying speed.

Tell me about it.

"Jump down."

Moriarty smiled as he pointed his gun slightly at the cliff outside the carriage.

“The words of that bespectacled boy inspired me: ‘Beware of Reichenbach Falls three years from now.’ That’s a perfect place to fall… So, I want to send you on a fall. But don’t be afraid, falling is just like flying, except the outcome is death.”

"..."

Seeing the smile on the other person's face, Conan looked a little annoyed.

In this situation, even if Sherlock Holmes were present, it would be of no use.

Time is running out, but there is no chance to break the deadlock.

"What if I choose to shoot you?" Holmes also drew his pistol.

"Then you will get to see my terrified expression."

Moriarty did not remove the gun from the hostage's head; instead, he seemed pleased. "Because I'm sure I'll be very surprised, but at the same time, once I die, you will lose the chance to detach this carriage from the engine... That will kill even more people, your friends, and these children."

"have a look."

"Sacrificing just one of you can save many more lives."

"This is evil as explained from a mathematical perspective... but it's also a worthwhile deal."

"There's only one minute left."

"Jump, save me some trouble."

He urged that time was running out.

Before Holmes could speak, Conan exclaimed, "You've tied your life to the fate of this carriage like a rope, which makes it even more certain that you don't intend to die. I suspect you planted explosives at the connection between the locomotive and the rear carriages? Was it timed? Or is the detonator on you?"

"Then let's take a gamble."

Moriarty looked confident of victory.

Under his gaze, Conan and the others couldn't help but feel nervous.

After observing him for a moment, Holmes suddenly pulled the trigger.

The bullet pierced the wine barrel next to it, and dark red wine flowed out through the hole.

Moriarty paused for a moment, then smiled and tossed the gun pointed at Lestrade's head aside: "This is indeed an unloaded gun. How did you know?"

“Weight, and the Lestrade you’re pointing your gun at is no ordinary agent.”

"Is that so?"

"You're out of ideas, aren't you! So stop this carriage immediately!"

Hiroki, playing the role of Hideki Moroboshi, shouted excitedly, and Conan also showed a solemn and excited expression.

They seemed to have victory in their grasp.

I believe anyone in this position would have done the same—after all, how could Professor Moriarty be so foolish as to put himself in such a deadly situation?

The other person glanced at the time on their watch.

"Forty seconds left."

“40……39……38……37……”

Those whose names are written in the Death Note will die of cardiac arrest after a 40-second countdown.

Although it has nothing to do with Death Note now, let's wait until there are only fifteen seconds left before giving our victory speech.

Although Conan and the others were nervous, they did not make any move.

"18...17...16...15—"

Upon arriving at this point, Lin Jiashu smiled.

A bright, cheerful smile.

He raised his hand and made a "V" sign, beaming with joy, and said, "It seems that in the end, it's my victory, Conan, Ran."

"..."

"what?"

"Varied--?"

His sudden revelation left the two of them wide-eyed.

Those familiar smiling faces filled them with countless questions, but at this moment, the train was about to pull into the station at full speed, and they could even hear the clanging warning sounds coming from the train station!

"Brother Jiashu!?"

"What the hell! Stop the train right now!"

"I'm sorry, I can't."

With a bright smile, Lin Jiashu answered Hiroki's question, "It was too late, and there were no bombs that could sever the iron hooks of the carriages from the very beginning."

"!!!"

Boom boom boom boom!!!

A train billowing thick smoke approached the train station at full speed. Under the horrified gaze of the station's security personnel, the train crashed into the station building, creating an impact as if the sky had fallen and the earth had split open.

With a deafening roar like an earthquake, the train crashed through the solid ground of red bricks and concrete, and with the impact and inertia, it dragged countless carriages behind it to their sides.

Lin Jiashu and the others in the freight car didn't even have time to react; they vanished in a flash of white light the instant the train collided with them.

At last,

After a series of dizzying scene changes, when Xiaolan and the others opened their eyes, they saw the large plaza where they had initially entered the game and selected a dungeon.

Lin Jiashu's figure also appeared before them.

"Brother Jiashu?"

"Yes, it's me."

Seeing Xiaolan's somewhat incredulous expression, Lin Jiashu responded with a gentle smile.

The girl opened her mouth.

and so……

The Professor Moriarty they just saw at the bridge club was actually Yoshiki-san?

Even though it's the same face, Xiaolan still finds it hard to believe.

"So you were faking it?" Conan couldn't help but exclaim.

"Well, when I was discussing the script with Mr. Yusaku, we talked a lot about the character of Moriarty and carefully designed a lot of lines... How about it, isn't it interesting?"

These are carefully crafted lines...

Conan's lips twitched.

At this moment, he couldn't help but marvel at how good Hayashi Yoshiki's acting skills were.

“I studied acting in college, and I was often praised by my teachers back then.”

"...Yasuki's acting skills are a bit frightening."

Xiao Lan muttered to herself.

Lin Jiashu chuckled.

Hiroki scratched the back of his head and stood up, looking a little confused: "So we lost, right?"

"Yes, you lost, I won."

"what?"

"Your mission is to bring Jack the Ripper to justice and then live on, while my mission is to defeat Sherlock Holmes."