He's in Detective Conan, but a Triumph Attorney.

Demon Hunter snorted coldly, and the presiding judge immediately became serious.

"Okay, Attorney Naruhodō, now, do you have any witness testimony that you would like to question again or confirm?"

Re-examination of witness testimony?

Naruhodō Ryunosuke looked at the Shinigami elementary school student next to him, and the Shinigami elementary school student turned his head away.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, but that he can't.

Because he didn't hear a word of the previous testimony, and the same went for another legal assistant, Shou Shadu.

One of them entered the courtroom during the first recess, and the other entered the courtroom during the second recess, but the witness testimony in the current case was completed before the first recess.

The two paralegals were completely unaware of this, so this step had to be taken by Naruhodō Ryunosuke himself.

Suddenly, Naruhodō became a little nervous.

He looked at Asougi Yizhen in the dock, exchanged glances with his good friend, then began to recall his previous testimony and think about what to say next.

However, because his movement was too large, a small ball of paper rolled out of his pocket.

Shousa was a little surprised and bent down to pick up the paper ball. "Master Naruhodō, this seems to be a record of the previous testimony?"

—A record of your previous testimony? Huh? I didn't take any notes?

Naruhodō turned to look at the unfolded ball of paper in Susado's hand.

It contains the part of the testimony that Susado and Conan don't know about.

This was something that someone had put into his pocket at some unknown time.

Naruhodō Ryunosuke turned his head to look at juror number five, Naruhodō Ryuichi, in the jury seat.

And Naruhodō Ryuichi nodded to his ancestor.

That's right, the paper ball was what he put into Naruhodō Ryunosuke's pocket when he talked to him after the second recess, although he was not a magician like his adopted daughter Naruhodō Mikuni.

But he still thought he could do this little trick.

At least he had managed to dodge the tricks of the God of a Thousand Gods with a terrifying name.

"Defense attorney, how long are you going to recall the contents of your testimony?"

"This trial is almost coming to an end. Don't delay any longer!"

Demon Hunter finally regained his previous powerful tone and said with a sneer.

"Although you are no longer a paralegal, but a defense attorney now."

"But if you do something like this, the presiding judge will still throw you out of the courtroom!"

"Anyway, your defense team has been using the inherited lawyer's tactics this time, so it won't make any difference if we expel you and let your legal assistant Naruhodō Susa serve as the defense lawyer!"

? Naruhodō Susado?

Conan turned his head and looked at the blushing lawyer's assistant with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

Was he mistaken? This girl's name was... Mikotoha Susato, right?

It's really strange, whether it's Prosecutor Hao, Director Yan Tu, Lawyer Ya Liu, or Juror No. 5.

Each of these guys was talking weirdly, as if they knew something he didn't.

This feeling...is so unpleasant!

Chapter 622 Jack the Ripper Appears

Before Yaluwuren was declared guilty by the presiding judge and detained, Mycroft was still waiting for Jack the Ripper to appear at the crime scene of Jack the Ripper's fourth murder in another block.

To this end, he had made the sheriff next to him drink more than ten cups of tea, so that the fat police officer had gone to the toilet many times.

"..—Mr. Mycroft, what are you waiting for?"

The inspector of Scotland Yard asked with some complaint.

"Will Jack the Ripper really show up if we just wait like this? Are you sure he will come back to see the crime scene?"

Mycroft had answered this question many times before, so he leaned back in his chair and said nothing.

In the Sherlock Holmes collection, Mycroft is a lazy man, the super detective in Sherlock Holmes's words, who knows the details of the case clearly while lying in an armchair.

He was too lazy to move, too lazy to look for anyone, so now that he had nothing to do, he was too lazy to reply.

As the saying goes, I would be happy if I could just lie down all my life. As a man who can represent the whole of Britain, Mycroft can also live such a happy life if he wants.

Jack the Ripper, the famous serial killer of old London, should have very clear characteristics.

It was so clear that even if he took off his usual clothes, Mycroft believed he could find out his true identity in the first place.

Because the temperament of a serial killer is completely different from that of a normal person, he stands out among normal people like a crane among chickens.

What's more, it was on the streets of old London at night. If he came, it would be very easy to find him.

Mycroft's eyes swept over the reporters who had come near because of the radio broadcast, guys who liked to watch the fun.

There were also several women in skirts, whose love for eating melons even surpassed their fear of open-handed jack.

I have to say, humans are really peculiar animals. Eating melons is like an irresistible instinct. "So, when will Jack the Ripper arrive?"

He whispered, his eyes darting around all over the men, trying to find something unnatural.

Not far away, Alice Watson and Mao Lilan saw the special situation here from afar.

Old London was always quiet and deserted late at night, and very few people would leave their homes and come to the streets during this time.

This is also one of the reasons why no one could witness the crimes committed by Jack the Ripper.

If the nights in old London at the end of the 19th century were like the nights in old London in the real world, he would probably be discovered soon.

"Miss Alice, there seem to be a lot of people here—is Jack the Ripper really going to come here?"

Mao Lilan asked in a low voice.

Although in the real world, when my father solves a case, the murderers always stay at the crime scene as suspects for various reasons, the game world still pays attention to logic.

No matter how you think about it, Jack the Ripper would never go to the crime scene of another copycat murderer after killing someone, right?

That's too unreasonable.

Tick, tick, tick.

The footsteps were approaching from far away.

Mao Lilan subconsciously turned around and looked towards the source of the sound of her high heels hitting the ground.

No, no, no, it turns out that you can't judge people by their appearance in the game, right?

"Gui'an, may I ask what happened up ahead?"

The lady who looked very charming strolled over and asked with some confusion.

"It was rare to see so many people gathered together at night in old London."

"Could it be that Jack the Ripper is committing another crime?"

Xiaolan replied without hesitation.

"Ah, so you came here because you heard the radio broadcast, didn't you?"

The lady shifted slightly, trying to get a better look at the crime scene.

However, since there were people surrounding the crime scene, nothing could be seen from here.

Only then did she nod and answer Xiaolan's question.

"Ah, I've heard of it, but—the nights in old London were too dark. Street signs were hard to see unless you got close, and I don't dare go near those dark places by myself."

"That's understandable, isn't it? After all, the dark places in old London are always scary."

”—This is indeed understandable.

After all, the women targeted and killed by Jack the Ripper were basically freelance workers who went out late at night to wait for others.

Most of them don't dress formally, just like this lady.

If she had wandered alone in the dark places of old London, it is very likely that she would have been targeted by Jack the Ripper.

The lady bowed to Alice and Xiaolan, then walked around them and headed towards the crime scene.

Mao Lilan did not reach out to stop her, but just watched the woman in the skirt approach the crime scene.

She sighed and shook her head.

"Miss Alice, it looks like no one who looks like Jack the Ripper has appeared?"

"Should we look somewhere else?"

No? Really?

Alice Watson's eyes fell on the woman, and her eyes were a little suspicious.

Then she said to Mao Lilan who was beside her.

"Let's go find the sheriff over there, Xiaolan. Jack the Ripper has appeared."