I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

"Huh?" Conan still didn't react.

"At the end of the 19th century, this country gradually expanded its power during the industrial revolution and became a powerful 'empire on which the sun never sets.'"

"But the other side of technological progress and development is that the deep-rooted class system since ancient times has led to the aristocracy with less than 3% of the population dominating the country."

"The nobles enjoy privileges that seem to be taken for granted, while the people at the lowest level do not even have a livelihood for tomorrow. People live under the constraints of their innate class."

Huihara Ai raised her head and looked out the window, "Although there are great similarities, this era is more cruel than in the story."

……

At night, only Hiroshi Otoi and Conan were still left in the living room.

At the appointed time in the note, there was a sound of horse hooves and the sound of wheels scraping the ground outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, a young man wearing a mask that only covered half of his face walked into the room. His strange dress made Otoi Hiroshi a little confused.

He came with a mask as promised, but his dress was very much like the amusement prince Otoi Hiroshi remembered from his childhood.

Noticing Otoi Hiroshi's constant trembling, Conan quickly tugged on him to signal him to steady himself.

No way, it's too funny.

When I saw the Prince of Pleasure, I thought of the "Rain Girl Without Melons" meme.

"Please forgive me for wearing such a mask to visit." The man in front of him took off his mask.

"I am the King of Bohemia - Wilhelm Gotreich Sigismund von Olmstein"

Your name is so long, let’s call you Tiedan.

The two people who already knew the plot were not surprised at all when Tiedan announced his family status.

"As expected of Mr. Holmes, it seems that you have discovered my identity when I walked in." Tiedan praised.

Otoi Hiroshi blinked, what the hell did I say?

He coughed lightly and motioned for Tiedan to continue.

"Sorry, the matter is so important that I can't find someone to come here for me." Tiedan said in a deep voice.

"It's okay, just tell me." Hiroshi Otoi said, holding his chin.

"This happened five years ago. During the time I was stranded in Warsaw, I fell in love with a certain [female]. Her name is - Irene Adler." Tiedan said slowly said.

"Okay, okay, I already understand." Hiroshi Otoi waved his hand, "Although I have never met her, she is a celebrity in social circles."

"Then, what handle did she hold on to you?" Otoi Hiroshi said in guidance.

Tiedan raised his head, his face dull, "This is a photo that if made public, public opinion would force him to marry her."

"Hahaha, it means that as long as you dare to dump her, you will be in trouble, right?" Otoi Hiroshi said, watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

"Hey...you should pay more attention..." Conan reminded.

"Then, in fact, I will be getting married to a woman soon, and Adler... threatened me that she would send that photo to my marriage partner." Tiedan continued.

He didn't seem to notice Otoi Hiroshi's unreasonableness at all, as if he was completely manipulated by Adler.

"This woman is so interesting..." Hiroshi Otoi showed a subtle smile.

Seeing this, Tiedan dropped a package full of gold coins.

Then he pushed another note over, "This is the woman's address. Please help me get the photo back."

"Okay, I'll take your request."

After delivering Tie Dan to the door, he gently put the hat on his head, turned his head and said in a strange tone: "Good night, Mr. Sherlock Holmes."

Otoi Hiroshi narrowed his eyes and showed a meaningful smile.

Watching Tiedan's carriage disappear from sight, Conan looked at Otoi Hiroshi, "What do you want to do? Our target is Jack the Ripper."

"Having said that," Hiroshi Otoi returned to the living room and lay down on the sofa with his head raised, "Do you know where he is? Is he male or female? Is he a noble or a commoner?"

"Uh..." Conan stopped talking immediately.

"What we can do now is to follow the plot arranged by Noah's Ark. Maybe there will be some different discoveries."

……

Irene Adler's address

Tiedan, who was talking to Otoi Hiroshi just now, was standing in front of the mirror.

"Did I make up this lie too carefully..."

She gently took off the disguise on her head, and her long brown hair fell down, covering her smooth and beautiful back.

"However, if you want London's number one detective to take it seriously, you can't do it without making it up and being more truthful..."

Then, she stretched out her long and white legs and lay leisurely in the bathtub, her graceful body obscured by the diffuse white mist.

"Come and see me quickly, Sherlock Holmes." Crystal water droplets gradually slid down her slender collarbone.

"Squeak~"

The bathroom door was pushed open.

"Who?!" Irene Adler shouted, shielding her chest.

"Sherlock Holmes." Hiroshi Otoi gently held the beret on his head and leaned against the door frame.

"Why this expression?" Hiroshi Otoi slowly walked towards Irene Adler, "I just heard your call and came here..."

"Tch," Irene Adler suddenly smiled and stood up from the bathtub, "I didn't expect that Holmes would sneak into a single woman's home in the middle of the night..."

Otoi Hiroshi held his chin and looked at her rosy body unscrupulously, "Height is 165 cm, leg length is 101.97 cm, bust is 88 cm, waist is 61 cm, and hip is 86 cm. I have to say, it is quite perfect. What about your body proportions..."

After hearing his words, Irene Adler stretched out her white feet from the water and slowly walked up to him naked, "I wonder what else you can infer from my body? Mr. Holmes."

"Your face is rosy, your heartbeat is racing, and the eyes you look at me seem a little sick. Ms. Adler, you are sick." Hiroshi Otoi said seriously.

Irene Adler squeaked, as if her feet slipped, and she fell directly into Otoi Hiroshi's arms.

"It seems that I am indeed sick. I can't stand still..."

The two were chest to chest.

Otoi Hiroshi naturally wrapped his arms around her waist, "How can this work? If you are sick, you have to treat it. I happen to know some unique medical skills. Do you want to try it?"

She blushed and pressed her face against his chest, gently loosening his tie with her fingers, "The bed in the bedroom seems more suitable for treatment."

"Maybe you're right."

He looked at Irene Adler, who had the same face as Kudo Yukiko, but exuded the temperament of Belmod.

He picked up her slender and soft body and gently placed her on the bed in the bedroom.

Just as he was about to bully him forward, Irene Adler's toes suddenly touched his chest, then slid all the way up and rested on his chin.

"Mr. Holmes is really anxious~giggle~"

[Question: I keep seeing people swiping the finale of Emperor Qin on Douyin. What’s going on? 】