The world of science is unscientific

Like Shinichi...

“He looks just like Sherlock Holmes,” the landlady said, who happened to come over to check on things. “He always strikes that pose when he’s thinking.”

Yusuke Suzuki felt something was off. He had never seen Conan strike such a pose before. Could it be that Conan just happened to think of it and decided to imitate it?

"Look, this photo looks like someone!"

Upon hearing Genta's voice, Suzuki Yusuke walked over. The black and white photo clearly showed a younger version of Kudo Yusaku and Professor Agasa.

"Hey, we don't have time to waste here right now, do we?"

Hideki Moroboshi glanced at Yusuke Suzuki without leaving a trace. Conan's expression had been very serious when he looked at him earlier, so he felt that the other man might have already guessed his identity.

It's all that man's fault!

They actually seized on his small mistake and questioned him directly, forcing him to make the hour hand on the clock disappear.

He hadn't taken what the adults outside said seriously before, but now it seems that this guy is indeed a very unstable factor.

We need to find a way to eliminate this person quickly. Honestly, he's already 23 years old, yet he's still playing games with kids.

foul!

unfair!

"But Morohoshi, what should we do?"

Kikukawa Seiichiro was saved by the Junior Detective League on the stone bridge, and now his attitude and demeanor have become much more normal.

“The one with glasses must know,” Hideki Moroboshi said, glancing at Conan.

"Since he's Sherlock Holmes, he must have collected information about Jack the Ripper."

Upon hearing Conan's words, Ran Mouri suggested, "Then let's split up and search."

With nothing to do, Yusuke Suzuki simply picked up a book from the shelf and started reading, with Ai Haibara following him around.

"Wow, that's amazing! I'm a genius!"

"I can read English."

Ai Haibara opened the book in her hand and flipped through it. "It seems that all players are programmed to understand English."

Yusuke Suzuki's brow twitched. His book was covered in scribbles. Was this some kind of discrimination?

"Your expression is strange."

Upon hearing Ai Haibara's words, Yusuke Suzuki simply showed his book to her.

"This sounds like Ainu..."

"???"

Yusuke Suzuki directly expressed his doubt with his eyes.

"The Ainu people are the original inhabitants of Hokkaido. After the Meiji Restoration, Japan gradually took control of Hokkaido, so the number of Ainu speakers has decreased. Now there are probably fewer than 100 people who can speak the Ainu language."

My little Ai knows so much!

Yusuke Suzuki put the book back where it was, feeling like he was being targeted. He decided to keep a low profile and try to blend in until the end of the story, hoping to experience the 'blood-soaked' moment together.

At that moment, Hideki Moroboshi accidentally knocked out a ball.

"What a dirty ball."

As he spoke, he casually tossed it aside, and it was caught by two other children who were watching from the sofa.

"This is a football from a hundred years ago!"

Conan and Yusuke Suzuki both looked at Hideki Moroboshi.

Sensing the gaze, Hideki Moroboshi quickly ran over to watch the game together, his heart filled with shock. Did these two have to be so vigilant?

Damn it, the root of the problem is still that guy!

Hideki Moroboshi glanced at Yusuke Suzuki; the elimination plan needed to be accelerated.

At that moment, Ran Mouri excitedly exclaimed, holding up a notebook, "I've got it! Is this it?!"

"Research on Jack the Ripper."

Conan went to check the investigation records, while Yusuke Suzuki and Hideki Moroboshi stared at each other.

Why is this guy staring at me?

Aren't they even trying to avoid people around?

I was trying to keep a low profile, but believe me, I'll expose your true colors right now.

Hideki Moroboshi felt increasingly uncomfortable; this guy was even threatening him with his eyes!

Do you even know that I set all the rules of the game?!

The two looked at each other for a moment, and then Conan suggested, "If Professor Moriarty doesn't show up, then we can just go find someone connected to him."

"Go find Colonel Meng Lang."

“I see,” Ran Mouri suddenly realized. “Colonel Meng Lang, the professor’s trusted lieutenant, but we don’t know where he is either.”

"He must be at a poker club in the city center. We need to be careful when we contact him."

Ran Mouri seemed lost in thought. "Conan, how do you know so much?"

"Because, because Shinichi-nii-san often tells me about it."

"Well, I knew it. But I didn't expect that what that persistent, paranoid Sherlock Holmes said would actually come in handy this time."

Conan: "..."

Clingy...

Paranoia...

"Look, it's a real gun!"

Yusuke Suzuki turned his head to look. Genta was still Genta after all; he was always going to cause some trouble.

"Genta!"

He gave him a direct warning look.

Yuan Tai immediately broke out in a cold sweat, trembling as he put the gun back and stood obediently to the side like a good boy.

Seeing that Genta had put the gun down, Conan breathed a sigh of relief and casually tore the photo of two rings, one large and one small, from his notebook. "Okay, let's get going."

Yusuke Suzuki hesitated for a moment. How could the landlady have gotten herself drunk while making milk tea?

It's been so long, why isn't he here yet? He's really curious to see what the milk tea in the game tastes like.

After waiting a while, he still left. As for the fact that Hideki Moroboshi would get the gun, he was too lazy to stop him. Even if he couldn't get it this time, couldn't he just do it himself?

Walking through the streets of London, the dim streetlights further enhance the atmosphere of the era.

A huge clock in the distance showed that only 30 people remained.

"Among our group, shouldn't some of us be eliminated by now?"

Genta was delighted to hear this, "Mitsuhiko, don't say such unlucky things."

Poker club.

"Okay, everyone wait here for me. I'll sneak in through the back door and check what's going on inside."

Conan gave a brief explanation and then tried to run away, but was stopped by Yusuke Suzuki.

"I'm with you."

Conan thought about it and realized that he could trust his friend, but the other person was too big and it would be inconvenient to hide. Just as he was about to refuse, Suzuki Yusuke interrupted him.

"I'm informing you, not discussing it with you. Keep up."

So Xiao Ke quickly followed.

"It's Colonel Meng Lang."

Conan whispered a reminder, worried that Suzuki Yusuke might not recognize the person.

Outside, Hideki Moroboshi defied all opposition and led his henchmen into the club.

I can't really accept being eliminated like this in Chapter 161.

"So, you're the one who wears glasses."

Conan's head started throbbing again. "Why are you here?"

"You two want to take all the credit? No way!"

Yusuke Suzuki knew this guy would come, so he didn't bother to argue and continued watching the others play cards. Colonel Meng Lang had already won a lot.

"That Meng Lang guy is pretty good at playing cards."

Conan immediately answered Hideki Moroboshi's question, and then the other man rushed out.

......

“You can stop arguing later,” Hideki Moroboshi said, pulling out his pistol. “Where is Professor Moriarty?”

"Kid! How do you know his name?!"

Colonel Monroe was shocked and tried to capture Hideki Moroboshi, but the latter accidentally fired his gun.

"Arrest these brats!"

Having been in the game for so long, Suzuki Yusuke had adapted to the body of an ordinary person and quickly dealt with the two people who pounced on him.

"Conan, I'm here to help!"

At that moment, Ran Mouri and the children, who had been outside, rushed in.

"Damn it, isn't this equivalent to sending everyone out?!"

"Watch out! Conan!"

When Kikukawa Seiichiro saw someone attacking Conan from behind, he immediately rushed forward and took the blow for Conan.

Yusuke Suzuki kicked the man away, and watched as Kikukawa Seiichiro was enveloped in a seven-colored light.