The world is restarting

in-game.

After eating the breakfast prepared by Mrs. Harrison, the children went out in two ways.

London at the end of the nineteenth century was the last era of the British Empire to live and work in peace and contentment, but this did not mean that people living in this era lived in happiness and well-being.The seemingly beautiful London actually has a huge gap between the rich and the poor. The poor have no food, drinking water or shelter, while the rich are just the opposite.

This has led to poor social security in this era. Conan had already taken care of the Sawada brothers and sisters before they went out, but Tsunayoshi Sawada still did not expect that the security on the streets could be so poor that robberies occurred in broad daylight.

Of course, it was not him who was robbed, but a well-dressed lady passing by.

The unlucky robber snatched the handbag and ran straight past the Sawada brothers and sisters. The posture was so good that Sawada Tsunayoshi stretched out his foot silently. .

The lady who came over thanked them a lot after taking back the handbag, and without hesitation took a few banknotes and stuffed them into his hand as a thank you gift.

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

Well, he really didn't come here for this...

"Hey, take it, you saved her from a big loss today, as it should be."

The owner of the bakery on the side of the street was joking behind him, and Tsunayoshi Sawada turned his head with his voice, and the other party smiled heartily at him, and asked curiously, "Little brother, have you practiced kung fu?" some type of?"

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

No, this thing is called "White Fighting", and why do you, an Englishman living in London at the end of the [-]th century, know "Kung Fu"?Bruce Lee wasn't born yet, right? !

The surging desire to complain filled Tsunayoshi Sawada's mind, and at the same time he subtly realized that he did not really travel through time and space.He is still in the game, and it is unknown which game designer accidentally put this bug in.

This place is not far from the residence of the victim named Mary in the disappearance case, and it roughly overlaps with Jack the Ripper's scope of crimes. What a pity.

Seeing that the owner of the bakery seems to be quite interested in chatting with them, Tsunayoshi Sawada simply stood in front of the sales window and chatted with him, and asked him by the way if he knew about the missing singer named Mary.

"Mary, oh, she does live in this street." The owner of the bakery said, "She must have been missing for more than ten days. Her family members went to Scotland Yard, and it is said that it has been published in the newspaper."

"I just found out about it from the newspaper," Tsunayoshi Sawada scratched his hair, "Well, do you have any clues about her disappearance?"

In order to make himself appear more credible, he apologetically brought in the owner of the room he was staying in as a cover, "Mr. Holmes is investigating this case, and I am here to help him collect clues."

"Oh, the big detective?" The bakery owner really believed it, then he hesitated, bent down and stretched his head through the window, and said mysteriously in a low voice, "In that case, let me tell you quietly One thing."

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't expect that a random person caught by the side of the road seemed to really know some secret, his expression became confused for a moment, and he obediently moved over.

"Let me tell you, in fact, I think Mary is not missing, but she eloped with someone else."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "...Huh?"

"I saw it by accident." The bakery owner maintained the expression of "I have a big secret" and continued, "Mary passes by my shop every day after get off work. The night she disappeared was very foggy, but I still saw that it was indeed her. She was almost at the door of the house, when a person came out of the mist and said a few words to her, and she followed that person voluntarily."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "Ah..."

yes, is that so?

So this is not a mysterious disappearance, but an ordinary elopement of a young couple?

The bakery owner seemed to be convinced of his speculation, and added, "I'm not surprised that little Mary would elope with someone. Her parents were poor and stingy, and took away all the money she earned. , and said that he was afraid that she would waste money outside and help her to keep it, in my opinion, it will definitely not be returned to her in the end..."

"Eh..." Tsunayoshi Sawada listened to the [-]th century London-style trivial gossip with a straight face, and for a moment thought that he had entered a TV series about the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law by mistake.

When my brother was chatting with the owner of the bakery, Sawada Ya Xiaoliu took his hand and stood aside, looking left and right in a bit of boredom.

Her eyes swept across the streets not far away, and the golden morning light burst out from the eastern sky, and the streets of London soaked in the early morning mist had awakened.Passers-by crossed the long street with their heads buried, working-class men in overalls and Martin boots, upper-class gentlemen in suits and leather shoes holding civilized sticks, and from time to time, coachmen with carriages and whips passing by.

This is Victorian London, the center of the Golden Age of the British Empire.

At the corner of the street, a well-dressed gentleman was helping a lady to board the carriage. When Sawada Ya glanced over, he suddenly felt that the gentleman looked familiar.

Most of the time, she can't remember the appearance of others. Isn't it easier to look at the soul directly than the appearance?You can also see through the soul straight away and won't be confused by the appearance-yes, it's this kind of onmyoji-style vexatious way of looking at people.

And now the gentleman with superior appearance who is shaking in her field of vision is a guy whose soul is inversely proportional to it, the little loli only glanced briefly before turning her head silently, wanting to watch her brother wash his eyes .

At the same time, she remembered why she thought this person looked familiar.

"Ni Jiang, that person is the owner of the theater."

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was talking to the owner of the bakery, was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously turned around.A carriage carrying people just passed by, and the profiles of the two passengers in it flashed past the open window.After a hasty glance, Tsunayoshi Sawada had no time to match that angular face with the theater owner published in the newspaper, the bakery manager behind him said casually, "Oh, that's right, that's indeed Alco T. Brown, proprietor of the opera house."

The departing carriage left a splash of smoke and dust, and slowly drove towards the opera house.

Tsunayoshi Sawada watched the carriage go away, remembering the reports he had read in the newspaper.In fact, Scotland Yard is not a fool. So many disappearances happened near the opera house, and many of the victims were still the staff of the theater. Of course, they would suspect that there is something wrong with the theater itself.But the suspicion is just suspicion. They couldn't produce any evidence to prove that the disappearance case was related to the theater. In addition, the behind-the-scenes owner of the theater seemed to have hooked up with a certain nobleman. Find a breakthrough here.The disappearances are still happening, and the helplessness and panic of many family members missing are still going on. The theater owner is still enjoying his leisurely life of attending banquets and enjoying singing and dancing amidst the distressed cries of others.

The owner of the bakery also looked at the back of the carriage and sighed, "This guy should be at his happiest now. After all, he just brought the inherited opera house back to life. I don't know how he did it..."

"Resurrection?"

There was no mention of this in the newspaper, and Tsunayoshi Sawada asked in surprise, "Did Mr. Brown's opera house not be in good condition before?"

"Of course, the opera house was not what you see now more than a month ago. It seems to be poorly managed, and I heard that the quality of the performances is not high and they are all old plays."

The owner of the bakery is like a gossip radio station. I don't know where he heard the news, and he said it very seriously.

"But after the new boss took over, he invited a very high-level opera teacher from somewhere to direct the actors, and also produced many refreshing and fresh operas. The subsequent performances were very successful, which is why we have the current scale. ... Hehe, so you see, he still has money to invite Miss Sharp."

He showed a smile that a man could understand, but he didn't expect that the boy in front of him was not old enough to "keep silent" with him, so he only returned him with a blank expression.

"Oh~boy." Baker, the owner of the bakery, elongated his voice, and meaningfully stretched out his hand to pat the shoulder of the boy in front of him, "It seems that your tutor must be very strict. Is it because you are from the East?"

Kokichi Sawada:"???"

Why did it involve his tutor?Although his tutor is indeed strict, right?

"Miss Sharp..." He asked confusedly, "What do you do?"

"Oh, very lucrative occupations for women, and Miss Sharp is one of the most lucrative ones, after all, you know, she's a pretty girl."

Looking at the clear eyes of the young man in front of him who opened slightly and looked over, Old Baker paused slightly, feeling a little guilty for spoiling a child.He coughed dryly twice, and changed the subject a little uncomfortably.

"By the way, little Mary on our street is a pretty girl too, she never thought of doing this... she's a good kid, she sings well, and she's been trying so hard to get on the theater stage, though she's not worth the salary By the way, the poor parents in her family didn't force her, so from this point of view, they treated her well..."

Obviously he found this topic by himself, but after talking about it, his tone became low.

Tsunayoshi Sawada took his sister by the hand and looked at the red-haired Celtic man looking at the street corner with a little helplessness, as if he was gradually falling into memory.

"She's a nice girl, but..."

It's just that in this day and age, a good girl may not necessarily have a good ending.

On the other side, the Whitechapel District Church.

Conan came out of the church thoughtfully with his hands in his pockets.

Chu Xingxiushu leaned against the door and waited for him, "How about it, have you found any clues?"

Conan nodded, and casually walked down the stairs.

"A notice was posted at the door of the church, 'October will also hold a parent-child charity bazaar on the second Saturday'. That is to say, this bazaar was also held in September, and the second Saturday in September is September [-]th. , which coincides with the murder date of the second victim, Haney Charles."

Chu Xingxiu was slightly taken aback, "Parent-child charity bazaar? I remember that there is a photo in the information left by Mr. Holmes..."

Conan: "Yeah, so it's pretty obvious who Jack the Ripper's mother is."

His tone was very calm.Chu Xingxiushu took a look and found that the puzzle had been solved, but this person didn't seem to have any happy expression.

"what happened to you?"

"I think it's too simple... Forget it, there is not enough information now, maybe it's just a guess."

Conan shook his head and said nothing more.He looked around, but he couldn't find another person who came with them in his field of vision. He asked in surprise, "Where's Jiang Shou?"

"That guy went to the church and said he was looking for other clues."

Speaking of this, Chu Xingxiu pointed his back with his thumb, and his tone was a bit speechless, "And he hasn't come out until now, I wonder if he got lost inside."

The corner of Edogawa Conan's mouth twitched: "...hehe."

The two looked at each other silently, and were about to get up and go back to the church to find someone, when they heard a familiar voice shouting their names from behind.

"Edogawa, Chu Xing..."

A little fat man suspected of being lost in the church jumped out of the church door waving his hands like a ball.

"what happened to you?"

The two of them watched him run over panting, came to the front and back, bent over and supported his knees for a while, while stretching out his hand and pointing back at the church, "I, I'm inside..."

Conan and Hideki showed surprised expressions at the same time, "Did you find a clue?"

Jiang Shouhuang: "No."

Conan and Hideki: "..."

The little fat man was proud instead of ashamed, "Although I didn't find any clues related to Jack the Ripper, didn't you, Conan, care about another case this morning? The missing girl near the theater?"

Seeing Edogawa's unexpected expression, the little fat man showed a smug expression, "I just overheard two aunts chatting inside. They said that one of the victims might not have disappeared, but eloped with her lover. On the night she disappeared, They saw her with their own eyes, and they followed the others voluntarily."

Edogawa Conan was startled, and subconsciously asked, "Who is that victim?"

"Those two aunts said they are the daughters of a nearby tailor," Jiang Shouhuang said with certainty, "They are called Lisa, Lisa Stocker."