The Split-Actress in Conan's World

"Well, I'm not very good at finding my way..." said Mao Lilan with a wry smile.

"I've never been to London either." Suzuki Sonoko was useless.

"It's okay, I roughly know the map of London." Conan came out and gave everyone a shot in the arm.

"We are currently in Whitechapel, which is not too far from Baker Street."

“As long as you find a landmark building, you can roughly tell where to go.”

"Speaking of landmarks..." Mitsuhiko looked around and pointed in the direction blocked by the shadows of the trees, "Isn't that Big Ben?"

When everyone heard the sound and looked, they saw the famous Big Ben.

"It's a bit strange. Why is the pointer on it moving backwards?" Ayumi tapped her lips and said puzzledly.

Conan also saw that the hands of the clock jumped from fifty to forty-nine, and then jumped again to forty-eight.

"I see!" This number made him keenly aware of the truth, "That's the number of people participating in the game."

"This means that two people have been eliminated!"

"Looks like we need to hurry up." Conan quickened his pace.

Haibara Ai, who was following behind Chiyoko, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I always have a bad feeling."

"Me too," Chiyoko said with an equally uneasy expression, "The situation may not be as optimistic as Kudo thinks."

"If Sherlock Holmes really existed in this game, the difficulty would be too low."

"If it really comes to that, I have to wonder who our opponent will be."

The group of people formed a sharp contrast. The people walking in front were full of anticipation, while the two fake children hanging behind were worried.

Crossing another street, Conan, who was leading the group, suddenly made a "hush" sound, stuck to the corner of the wall, and quietly poked half of his head out.

Two Scotland Yard policemen walked along the street, flashlights in their hands.

"Another body was found in the alley of Mayata Street."

"Two cases occurred within an hour. This is the fourth death."

"London is getting more and more terrible..."

The two policemen gradually walked away.

"It's so scary." Ayumi said timidly, her little face wrinkled in worry.

"We have come to a bad time." Mitsuhiko shuddered.

“Although London in the late 19th century was known as the last era of peace and prosperity in the British Empire, in reality it was an era with a huge gap between the rich and the poor, high crime rates, and vicious people.”

Haibara Ai walked over and made these remarks without changing her expression.

Mao Lilan touched her chin and recalled the past, "I remember Shinichi also told me, 'If Sherlock Holmes is likened to the light of the times, then Jack the Ripper is the shadow of darkness.'"

At this time, the streets outside were empty. Conan smiled and said, "Then let's hurry to the Light of Time."

A group of people filed out of the alley.

As the night deepened, the pale yellow full moon struggled to push aside the fog, casting a few scattered moonlight, seeming very stingy.

The stars in the sky were not so lucky and were completely lost in the fog.

The dim street lights provide precious light circles in the foggy scene, providing lighting for pedestrians returning home late.

Faint music could be heard coming from the fog, slowly approaching and becoming clearer in everyone's ears.

A homeless man in a tattered coat walked towards them from a distance, playing the accordion and humming an out-of-tune song.

"Jack the Ripper is very cruel~"

"He lurks on unknown street corners—"

"The ignorant lamb is jumping around~"

"What should I do?"

"What should I do..."

"Reborn in blood, little lamb—"

"The answers are to be found around you..."

The tramp gradually walked away, and the singing slowly disappeared in the fog.

But that strange feeling of disharmony remained in everyone's heart.

"What does this mean?" The boy with middle-parted hair felt a little scared.

"It basically means, let's kill each other before we are killed by Jack the Ripper." Hideki Moroboshi said casually.

Rebirth from blood...

Conan kept a watchful eye and continued to lead everyone forward.

......

People outside no longer have the right to interfere in matters within the game.

Yusaku Kudo looked deeply at Conan on the screen, and with trust in his son, he left the control room and returned to the crime scene in the side hall.

Lin Chiyu has been walking around here for a long time.

"Mr. Yusaku, I have a bold guess. Would you like to listen to it?" He released the eyelids of the dead man, saw Kudo Yusaku coming, and stood up to talk to him.

"But it doesn't matter."

"Chairman Sindora may have died of old age."

"Are you trying to say that he died of 'natural causes'?" Kudo Yusaku frowned. This idea couldn't be said to be bold, it could only be said to be wild and unrealistic.

Because in other words, it means "death from old age."

"That's right." Lin Chiyu nodded.

"There were no fatal injuries on the deceased, nor any signs of poisoning or illness. All I can think of is 'brain death'."

"This peaceful death can only occur if the brain dies before other organs, which is what happens when a person dies naturally."

"I understand what you're thinking," Kudo Yusaku's frown relaxed a little, "If the brain is deceived and falls into a state of suspended animation, the other organs will receive a signal to shut down, giving the illusion of natural death."

"To achieve this, extremely advanced hypnosis techniques are required, which just fits the principle and algorithm of 'Cocoon'."

“All you need is a computer and headphones to achieve this.”

"The method is reasonable, but we need other evidence to support this conclusion." He agreed with Lin Chiyu's idea.

Lin Chiyu hesitated for a moment, but continued: "There must be evidence, but..."

"I need a little help from you."

Kudo Yusaku understood what he meant almost instantly and his eyes narrowed slightly.

After a moment's silence, he sighed heavily, then shook his head, calming his heavy mood a little.

"I understand. I will fully cooperate. You can go ahead and do it."

After receiving such a promise from Kudo Yusaku, Rin Shakuha felt a little relieved. He nodded and ran to find Inspector Megure.

Yusaku Kudo stood there, looking at the body of Chairman Sindora hanging on the sculpture, and he really didn't feel relieved.

With his rich experience in solving cases, he naturally knew that Lin Chiyu's guess was probably the truth.

And it was a truth so heavy that he was unwilling to expose it himself.

Perhaps it was because of his feelings that Xiao Lin hesitated when asking him for help.

I was looked down upon by that kid...

Kudo Yusaku smiled self-deprecatingly.

A mature detective can feel sad about the truth and be moved by tragedy.

But we will never stop moving forward because of this.

Since detectives are agents of truth, it is understandable that they show appropriate humanity in subtle details.

However, when it comes to major issues, there is often no room for choice.

He turned and left.

The main hall of the “Cocoon” press conference.

Adam picked up a banana out of boredom, peeled it and took small bites of it.

In the past, he could finish this palm-sized banana in just two bites.

But since he started working there, his taste has been rising day by day as he has learned from the professors.

Now it feels a bit uncomfortable for him to eat in big mouthfuls.

That's very disgraceful.

The same goes for perfume. When I first used it, I felt uncomfortable because I thought the smell was too strong and it made it inconvenient for me to work.

But in fact, after trying it, he gradually got used to it. The citrus fragrance was quite soothing after smelling it for a long time. Moreover, the perfume was recommended to him by the professor. It is a luxury brand, which is very different from the pungent and inferior perfume he knew.

Not only did it not affect his work, but it actually improved his efficiency.

Anyway, by the time the target can smell the perfume on him, the distance will be enough.

Every target that was killed would have some scent of perfume on their body, but other than that, there would be no other traces.

Because of this characteristic, he became somewhat famous, and was described as mysterious in the Shangri-La forum: powerful, ruthless, skilled in business, and with unique taste.

After all, even in the entire world, there are very few killers who spray perfume, almost none.

No one would joke about his own life.

In this way, the smell of perfume became a special symbol of his, proving his strength while creating an image of elegance and composure.

The bounty on the codename "EVA" on Shangri-La has reached 90 million US dollars, a very considerable figure.

In fact, there is no clear ranking list in Shangri-La. Whether it is killers or bounty hunters, the official platform does not rank them into different levels.

But the website users are too bored!

The financiers who offer a reward are hoping that someone with ability will take it, but if the offer is too low, even someone with ability won’t bother to even look at it.

So how to differentiate the price points becomes a difficult problem, but this does not stump smart users.

They put up a bounty for a well-known killer, and then the rest of the users add chips to the bounty pool. The more powerful the person is, the higher the bounty will be. If the person has a good business attitude, the bounty will be even higher.

Then the people in Shangri-La regarded this as a natural list. The higher the reward, the higher the ranking.

The bounty for “eva” is US$92, ranking 378th in the world.

This is because he only accepts orders within Japan, and not very often.

After all, the professor still needs him on a daily basis, and he is only available to take orders during the weekends.

As an aside, the world's current number one killer is codenamed "Gin" and has a bounty of 3 million US dollars.

An old acquaintance.

The reason why he is so high is not only because of his great strength, but also because he is "cold".

That’s right, he only takes action once or twice a year, and there are even years when he doesn’t make any move, but when he does, it’s a big move.

Last year, the world's third-ranked person accepted a bounty on "Gin" and his body was found the next day, thrown into the sewer like garbage.

This powerful, aloof and taciturn image instantly came to life on the paper, arousing great interest among the people in Shangri-La.

In addition, some sponsors who are just looking for fun want to see more top players on the list challenge them, so they throw large amounts of money into the bounty pool, hoping to see a second warrior come forward to get the money.

Unfortunately, there has never been another person like the world's third rank who values ​​money more than life.

As a result, the code name "Gin" has firmly sat in the number one position in the world, and the bounty pool is still increasing day by day.

So far, the gap with the world's second place has opened up to twice that of the previous one.