The world of science is unscientific

"I got hit..." Kikukawa Seiichiro looked at Conan, "This way, it's like repaying the favor you did for saving me."

The number of people eliminated here was too high, and Suzuki Yusuke felt it was necessary to intervene. Just then, Colonel Meng Lang suddenly raised his gun and fired.

Yusuke Suzuki instinctively dodged, and then, incredibly, the bullet curved and pierced his chest.

Holy crap...

"Yusuke!"

Ai Haibara shouted out upon seeing this, but fortunately, the situation was chaotic and no one else noticed her choice of words.

"How are you...?"

The little girl's eyes were blurry with tears, as if she herself had been shot.

"Ai, this is just a game," Yusuke Suzuki slumped to the ground, reaching out to wipe away the tears on her face. "You and Conan can definitely do it, right?"

"Um..."

Ai Haibara nestled in Yusuke Suzuki's arms, her sorrow and pain churning like the thick gray fog over London.

At that moment, Ayumi and Mitsuhiko were also hit.

"Conan, it's up to you now."

Yusuke Suzuki glanced at Conan, then turned into a white dot of light and disappeared.

In the real world, both Professor Agasa and the bumbling detective are completely exasperated.

"How did Yusuke get eliminated!?"

Kogoro Mouri stood with his hands on the control panel, completely bewildered and lost in thought. How could such a powerful disciple of his own have been eliminated?

There's no chance of winning...

Conan watched helplessly as everyone was eliminated, his teeth clenched.

If this continues, everyone will be eliminated!

Colonel Meng Lang glanced at the signature on the bottom of the gun in his hand.

Sherlock Holmes?

He raised his gun and aimed it at Conan again.

"Conan, watch out!"

As another shot rang out, Yuan Tai was shot.

"I'm out, Conan! You have to catch Jack the Ripper first!"

Colonel Meng Lang walked over. "The game is over. I was planning to capture you and force you to tell me who you are, but it seems there's no need for that now."

"Because this gun belongs to Sherlock Holmes."

Damn it! What should I do? What should I do?!

Conan forced himself to think quickly about how to break the deadlock, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a man holding a bottle of wine.

That's it!

While Colonel Meng Lang was still talking, Conan ran over, flipped over, and snatched the wine.

"If you shoot, this bottle of wine will break."

Conan half-squatted on the table and held the bottle high.

"What do you mean?"

Major Meng Lang gripped his gun tighter, his tone unfriendly.

"The empty seats at your table, the specially decorated chairs, and the wine glasses and red wine prepared for the arriving guests."

Conan smiled confidently, "From this, we can deduce that the person coming soon is Professor Moriarty, right?"

“Unfortunately,” Colonel Meng Lang suppressed his anger, “your reasoning is wrong.”

"Then go ahead and shoot," Conan said, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. "If it doesn't matter if the professor's wine is broken."

Professor Moriarty, are you not showing up yet?!

Conan felt that his guess was correct, but in the end, it was still a gamble, a gamble with everyone's lives at stake!

At that moment, the side door of the entertainment room opened, and a servant stood in the doorway.

"Excuse me, everyone, Lord Moriarty said he wants to see you. He's waiting for you in his carriage. Please come this way."

"Please wait!"

Colonel Monlang wanted to say something more, but the other party coldly warned, "Do you want to defy Lord Moriarty?"

......

“I have brought them.”

"Thank you for your hard work," the mysterious figure in the carriage said in a deep voice. "Little brother, give me that bottle of red wine."

"To be able to compete with Meng Lang, you truly are worthy of being Sherlock Holmes' apprentice. What brings you here?"

Conan, having made up his mind, asked, "Uncle, are you Professor Moriarty?"

"of course."

“I see,” Conan continued, “You’re testing us in this way, aren’t you?”

"what do you mean."

"Stop acting, sir. You're not Professor Moriarty," Conan said with a smile, pointing to the waiter who had just taken the wine from his hand. "Because the real Professor Moriarty is right here!"

"The voices you're hearing are all from the professor using ventriloquism, right?"

“I didn’t expect you to see through me,” Professor Moriarty said with a cold laugh, removing his hat. “How did you know?”

"Because Colonel Meng Lang just told the uncle, 'Please wait a moment.'"

Is that all?

"One more thing, I've heard that Professor Moriarty is a fashionable old man who uses natural vanilla cologne."

Conan met with Professor Moriarty, and Yusuke Suzuki met with Noah's Ark.

"I can't accept that you eliminated me by cheating like this."

Yusuke Suzuki sat cross-legged, while Noah's Ark stood in front of him in the form of Hiroki Sawada.

"There's no other way. If I don't let you leave, I won't be able to properly enjoy the games with the children, and I'll be forced to increase the difficulty, which isn't very friendly to the children, is it?"

"I don't care, you have to find a way to let me keep playing the game." Suzuki Yusuke was furious. He thought the bullets would curve and kill him. This kid was really good at thinking.

Noah's Ark was dumbfounded. Who's the child here? Why are you acting like a scoundrel?

“No! I can’t let you continue the game, but you can be a spectator,” Noah’s Ark said, waving his hand to pull open a screen, on which Conan was talking to Professor Moriarty.

After hesitating for a moment, Noah's Ark finally spoke his mind, "Mr. Suzuki, your physical condition is extraordinary; it's not the kind of physique a normal human should have."

Therefore, in the game, I specially restored you to a normal human form. You're welcome; I imagine you'd like to experience what it's like to be a normal human being, right?

Yusuke Suzuki: "???"

So you did it!?

I really will thank you!

If he had real physical abilities, he could have wiped out everyone present in just two minutes during that chaotic fight.

Wait a minute, maybe I can dodge the homing bullets?

That probably won't work.

Does that mean I'm destined to be eliminated?

Chapter 162 Reluctantly, I Had No Choice But to Be a Spectator

Noah's Ark did not linger and soon disappeared from this space.

Yusuke Suzuki had no choice but to obediently become a spectator. How amazing! I'm watching a Detective Conan movie inside Detective Conan, right?

"Hiroki, give me something to eat and drink!"

Noah's Ark appeared with a speechless expression, conjured various food and drinks with a wave of its hand, and then vanished in a flash.

...

“Beautiful,” Professor Moriarty remarked, looking at Conan. “It’s like watching a mini Sherlock Holmes.”

"By the way, what do you want from me?"

“That guy called Jack the Ripper,” Conan continued, “was he the one the professor put on the streets to make London a city of terror, right?”

“You only got half of this right,” Moriarty said with a look of reminiscence. “Jack the Ripper was a homeless child I found in the slums.”

"Although he was a child abandoned by his mother and homeless, I could sense his talent at a glance, the talent of a criminal."

"I trained him to be a top-notch assassin."

Ran Mouri was puzzled. "Then why kill innocent women?"

"Jack the Ripper has become a serial killer beyond my imagination, and this series of cases is the result of that kid going out of control."

As he spoke, Professor Moriarty suddenly laughed, "If you want to deal with Jack the Ripper, then I'll help you out."

"Although he's starting to lose control, he should still obey if I give the order to kill. You just need to go around and wait for him."

Conan, surprised by this unexpected stroke of luck, hurriedly asked, "How do I do it?"

“I will place a message for him in the Sunday Times ad column tomorrow,” Professor Moriarty said softly as he slowly got into the carriage.

"So, who do you want to kill?"

Conan then realized something was amiss. After all, this was Professor Moriarty; would he really be so kind as to offer help?

"You'll find out in tomorrow's newspaper," Professor Moriarty chuckled. "Good luck."

After saying that, the carriage slowly drove away from the alley.

"Do you really believe what he said?" Hideki Moroboshi knew he had made a mistake, and his attitude softened considerably.