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"You're looking for Sherlock Holmes? What a pity, he's not here right now."

“Not here?!”

People both inside and outside the game were shocked.

Especially for Yuzuru, who was the game designer, after all, in the script he set, the player was to work with Sherlock Holmes to arrest Jack the Ripper.

At this point, Noah explained to them, "The original story was too boring, so I made some changes. Trust me, the ending of this story will be much more interesting!"

Everyone was both angry and helpless.

in the game.

The landlady mistook Conan and the others for members of the Baker Street team who usually gathered information for Sherlock Holmes, and happily invited them in.

Upon entering their idols' territory, Conan and his friends looked around. The first thing they saw was a photo of Holmes and Watson together.

However, everyone is very familiar with the appearance of the two people in the photo.

Holmes is modeled after Shinichi's father, Yusaku, while Watson is modeled after Professor Agasa.

"Hehe~ As expected of you~" Conan could only laugh, then said to everyone, "Since this is Holmes' apartment, there must be information about Jack the Ripper here!"

"That's right! Since the landlady let us in, it means that looking for information inside is also part of the process!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they began to search Holmes' apartment thoroughly.

During her search, Xiao Hong unexpectedly discovered a football from a hundred years ago, a rare treasure for any football fan.

So Xiao Hong threw the soccer ball away, looking bored.

Yuan Tai also found a revolver in the drawer, but as soon as he took it out, Zhang Shan snatched it away.

"This is good stuff, I'll take it!"

"What? I was the one who found it!" Genta said, dissatisfied.

Conan asked curiously, "Can you use a handgun?"

"It's just aiming and firing, nothing difficult. Or do you think the recoil of this little pistol will be useful to me?" Zhang Shan fiddled with the revolver and tucked it into his lower back.

In the end, it was Xiaolan who found a clue about Jack the Ripper. After everyone looked through it, they focused their attention on Moriarty, Holmes' old rival.

“This one won’t be easy to find, but his confidant, Colonel Meng Lang, often appears in card rooms in the city center. We can start from there,” Conan said.

After determining their destination, the group went to a card and chess room.

Bang!

Zhang Shan smashed the door with a kick, scanned the chess and card room, but still couldn't recognize which one was Colonel Meng Lang.

Fortunately, he still had a mouth, and he shouted at the person inside, "Who is Meng Lang? If you're still alive, come out and catch your breath!"

This arrogant attitude immediately angered the people in the card room.

Meng Lang, who was sitting in the VIP seat, stood up and pointed at Zhang Shan, saying, "Kill him!"

"what!"

The surrounding guests immediately swarmed forward and launched an attack on Zhang Shan and his companions.

At this moment, those who can gamble here are basically Meng Lang's subordinates. Even if they are not his subordinates, since Meng Lang, this big boss, has spoken, wouldn't it be disrespectful to the big boss if they didn't go?

Most importantly, Zhang Shan and his gang blocked the door, preventing these gambling addicts from escaping...

Left with no other option, I went up and fought.

Despite being ganged up on by these people, Zhang Shan remained calm and composed.

With a single punch, the person charging at the front was sent flying; the force was evident from the opponent's caved-in chest.

"You guys stay outside for now, I'll take care of them soon," Zhang Shan said with a smile to the men behind him.

After saying that, Zhang Shan closed the door, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"Come on, it'll be over soon."

Ping pong pong~~

A series of fighting sounds came from inside the house. Outside, Xiaolan asked worriedly, "Is Zhang Shan alright? Should I go help him?"

Sonoko waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, my husband is a man who can demolish buildings with his bare hands. Dealing with these small fry is a piece of cake for him. Besides, he's carrying a gun!"

Seeing the doubtful looks on everyone's faces, Sonoko's lips twitched.

"So nobody really believes this guy can demolish a building with his bare hands?"

But if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Sonoko wouldn't have believed it...

Bang!

Suddenly, the window next to them shattered, and a head covered in blood emerged from inside.

Then, the door opened, and Zhang Shan said with a bored expression, "These people are too weak. They fell down before I even drew my gun."

In Zhang Shan's hands, he still carried Meng Lang, who had already lost his dreams.

Conan immediately asked him, "Hey, where is Moriarty?"

Looking at the child in front of him, Meng Lang ignored him and even spat a mouthful of blood on Conan's face.

"Hey! That's very unhygienic of you!" Zhang Shan punched Meng Lang on the head, making his already drowsy mind even more confused.

Ran, looking distressed, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the blood from Conan's face.

P.S.: The virus is back recently, so please make sure to take precautions when going out. I've lost four pounds from diarrhea lately QAQ~

Chapter 195 The target is France

At the entrance of the gambling den, Zhang Shan abandoned Meng Lang and turned his gaze to the carriages on the street.

"It seems we don't need to look for him anymore, he's already here," Zhang Shan said.

The group also looked at the carriage behind them, and two strange old men came into view.

At this moment, Moriarty's face was filled with a ferocious smile, and his eyes looked at the group as if they were dead, filled with murderous intent.

Zhang Shan was holding a bottle of red wine and gulping it down.

Moriarty said in a hoarse voice, "You seem to be looking for me? Is there something you need?"

"Is Jack the Ripper one of your men? Can you call him out? We need to talk to him about something," Zhang Shan said, approaching Moriarty directly.

Moriarty was displeased; how dare this kid speak to him like that!

What is his identity? And what is my identity?

Ten years ago, even if I shot this kid dead in the street, they would still praise my marksmanship!

However, times have changed now...

Suppressing his anger, Moriarty sneered after some thought, "I'll send him to find you."

After saying that, the coachman waved his whip and drove the carriage away from the place.

After they left, Conan walked over and said with a smile, "I see. Jack the Ripper is Moriarty's henchman. You slapped Moriarty in the face today, so he will definitely try to get rid of you. The simplest way is undoubtedly to have an assassin kill you. As long as we make some arrangements in advance, we can capture Jack the Ripper!"

Zhang Shan looked up and said, "That's right, so all we need to do now is wait for Jack to come to us!"

However, everyone is now facing a problem!

Where will we sleep tonight?

Looking at the stinky street, Sonoko said with disgust, "Let me make this clear in advance, I will absolutely not sleep on the street!"

Before, in the dim light, she hadn't noticed the baby on the street. Now, under the lights, the excrement on the street was clearly visible, and just looking at it made Sonoko feel nauseous.

"Look, this is the France you've been longing for..." Zhang Shan shrugged helplessly.

"Alright, stop bashing France. Let's think about how to deal with Jack," Conan said. "That guy is an assassin. Assassins don't fight us head-on."

Upon hearing this, Sonoko seemed to understand something and said, "I've decided, I'm going to France tomorrow!"

"what?"

"What? You're coming with me tomorrow too!"

"Ugh~ But I don't want to go~"

"Resistance is futile!"

Conan's face darkened, and he thought to himself, "These two guys... are a perfect match..."

At this moment, Mitsuhiko and the others yawned, clearly feeling tired.

"Strange, I've only been here a short time, how can I be tired?" Ayumi rubbed her eyes, as if she was too sleepy to keep them open.

The next second, they all collapsed to the ground and closed their eyes.

Apart from Zhang Shan, Conan, Sonoko, and Ran, all the other children present were asleep.

Xiao Lan scratched her head and put the children who had fallen to the ground together so that they could huddle together for warmth.

"Seriously, can't this game at least give us a place to sleep?" Xiaolan complained.

"Anyway, their consciousness won't catch a cold, so let them experience the chill of the streets," Zhang Shan laughed. "However, there's probably some other reason why the system put them all to sleep, isn't there?"

"If I'm not mistaken, Jack should be coming," Conan said seriously. "But why aren't the four of us asleep?"

“If we’re all asleep, wouldn’t Jack easily wipe us all out if he arrived?” Zhang Shan said.

For the next period of time, the four of them remained soberly by the side of the group, constantly vigilant about their surroundings.

As the night passed, a ray of light shone on Zhang Shan's face, and the people who had been fast asleep opened their eyes one after another.

"Mmm~ I slept so well~" Ayumi stretched, looked around at the others, and gave them a sweet smile.

"Ah~ I'm so hungry, I want to eat eel rice~"

Upon hearing Genta's words, Conan's lips twitched involuntarily. "Hey, does anyone really eat eel rice so early in the morning?"

Seeing everyone wake up one by one, Zhang Shan thought to himself, "I thought that I made these kids sleep last night so that they wouldn't see the murderer make a move and be traumatized. I didn't expect Jack to be so patient. He didn't make a sound all night."

Thinking of this, Zhang Shan frowned.

You can only be a thief for a thousand days, how can you guard against a thief for a thousand days?