[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

Professor Moriarty published the murder commission as promised.

"Look here, 'Tonight to clean the stage at the opera house—M's message to J', and 'A triumphant performance, Irene Andora, the idol of the Watershaw royal opera'." Conan put up the newspaper and gave The crowd showed the news published in the newspaper.

"Take the only woman Holmes has ever loved in his life as the target of Jack the Ripper..." Hui Yuanai said.

Looking at the faces of the people around him, Hideki Momohoshi finally understood how serious the situation was: "That is to say, we have to protect that 'Irene Andora' from Professor Moriarty and Jack the Ripper. ' actress?"

"Yes, but don't worry too much, we have a sharpshooter beside us." Conan pointed to Jack beside him, "Mr. Jacob Buwanaba will definitely protect Miss Irene Andora, Right, Mister Jacob?"

The brat wanted his promise to deal with the Ripper and protect Irene.

Jack stood aside and raised his eyebrows: "That's right, if there are suspicious guys who dare to approach our two beautiful ladies, then I will definitely shoot."

"Mr. Jacob's marksmanship is so good, as long as he shoots, he will definitely hit Jack the Ripper. At that time, we will swarm up and grab him and send him to the police station!" Conan said innocently, "By the way , Mr. Jacob, how many rounds does your gun hold?"

This kid, I want him to promise that there must be bullets in the gun.Jack still smiled: "The bullet is full, a total of 6 rounds."

The two looked at each other across the crowd.Jack's golden pupils were cold and without a smile, he had already conveyed what he wanted to say with his eyes, telling this little famous detective: In the next game, the only help I can give you is these 6 bullets.

London, Triumph Opera House.

Conan and his group pushed open the back door of the opera house, and walked into the opera house with a bouquet of flowers. Before taking a few steps, they were immediately stopped by a fat middle-aged man: "You stop, only relevant personnel are allowed to enter here!"

Before Mao Lilan and the others could speak, Jack took a step forward and handed the business card in his hand to the man: "We are friends of Miss Irene Andora, and we want to visit her before the performance to relax for her. "

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Jack's clothes up and down. The latter's obviously expensive dress convinced him more than half. No matter who came, he couldn't afford to offend anyone who could afford to wear this dress. , so he immediately coughed a few times, and pointed to a long corridor deep in the theater: "Sorry, I offended, Miss Irene Andora's room is at the innermost part of that corridor."

"Is he really an aristocrat?" Zhu Xingxiu muttered.

"No." Hui Yuanai replied.

"You said he was not a nobleman? Then how did you tell?"

"Aristocrats don't talk to me about...'crime'."

Everyone walked to the end of the corridor, knocked lightly on the door, and soon the door opened, and there was a lady in a dignified and beautiful dress standing in the room.

"This is Miss Irene Andora?" Mao Lilan was surprised, because this Miss Irene Andora was completely the same as Kudo Shinichi's mother, that is, Kudo Yukiko.

The text of this game is in charge of the famous mystery novelist Kudo Yusaku, and the modeling of the game characters also refers to real characters. For example, if Mao Lilan notices the photos in Holmes’ apartment, he will find that Holmes is Kudo Yusaku, and he His assistant, Watson, is Dr. Ali.With this premise, she wouldn't be surprised that Miss Irene Andora is Yukiko Kudo - thanks to Yusaku Kudo's subtle romance and narcissism.

"Well, it's me, who are you?"

"Miss Irene, the situation is urgent now, so I'll make a long story short. Jack the Ripper is a killer raised by Moriarty. He is here today to take your life, just because Professor Moriarty wants to see Mr. Holmes show a sad face." look. Please stop tonight's performance!" Conan spoke quickly.

"Mr. Holmes's sad look, I want to see it too? To what extent will that Mr. Holmes be sad for me." There was a smile on the corner of Irene's mouth, as beautiful as morning dew Bai Baihe, "Oh, by the way, who is this gentleman?"

Jack took off his top hat and shook hands with Irene: "Hello, beautiful lady, I am Jacob Buwanaba, an unknown writer. You amazed me that the only woman Sherlock admires is actually would say that."

"However, if you love someone too much, you can't help but imagine it." Irene smiled, "And everyone will protect me, right, Mr. Jacob. No one can hurt me."

Jack spread his hands, shrugged, and replied pointedly: "Being a famous detective—or the lover of a man who aspires to be a famous detective is really a sad and overly sweet story. See how this story ends. Don't you think so, Conan?"

This guy is insinuating again.

Conan was speechless, but when he said "I don't want to see the end of this story too early", he promised not to really hurt Irene Andora, which is a good thing.

Irene Andora did not intend to suspend the performance. Conan and the others wanted to persuade him again, but Jack made a gesture to intervene: "If Miss Irene insists on not suspending the performance, I have a solution, Miss Irene, you Are there any extra costumes? It doesn’t need to be exactly the same, just similar.”

"what do you mean?"

"Find someone to pretend to be you. If two Irene Andoras suddenly appear together, the Ripper will surely hesitate, so we can take the opportunity to catch him."

The task of pretending to be Irene Andora was naturally given to Mao Lilan.

In fact, Conan opposed this plan, because it would put Mao Lilan in danger. The candidate of the crowd was originally Jack. It is safer to let a sharpshooter disguise himself as a man than to let a girl be a bait.It wasn't until Jack stood up that the people present gave up the plan. Jack was 1m98 tall, and even with flat shoes, he would be close to 2m. No lady would be so tall, let him pretend to be Irene Andora, It can be seen at a glance that it is fake, so it is meaningless for a woman to disguise herself as a man.

Mao Lilan wore the same color dress as Irene. Her round wide-brimmed hat was decorated with colorful feathers. The brim of the hat was lowered to cover most of her face. The neckline, placket and cuffs were covered with layers of lace , long black gloves, emphasizing the slender high waistline, and carrying a royal blue lady's bag in her hand, quite elegant and noble, she doesn't look like an opera singer, but like the wife of a crown prince.

"You are so beautiful, as beautiful as Miss Irene. I wish your detective boyfriend is here." Jack smiled and shook the quill.

"He's not my boyfriend!" Mao Lilan blushed.

Irene Andora performed on stage, while Conan and others hid behind the curtain.

"However, how will Professor Moriarty let Jack the Ripper attack Irene Andora? There are so many people sitting in the theater, under the eyes of everyone..." Zhu Xingxiu looked at the incomparably beautiful girl under the lights. woman.

"Because Professor Moriarty is already tired of Jack the Ripper, so this attack is the end he planned for Jack the Ripper. Regardless of whether this murder is successful or not, the professor will not let Jack appear in front of the world." Conan said while wiping his glasses with a handkerchief.

"Eh? Didn't Professor Moriarty say that Jack the Ripper was a killer he trained?"

"The point is not 'the Ripper was trained by Moriarty', but 'the Ripper is out of control'. The Ripper disobeyed the order of the professor and attacked the victim at will, which attracted the attention of the police. If he is caught by the police , then there is the possibility of accusing Professor Moriarty. It is better to destroy a knife that is not recognized by the relatives, otherwise you will cut yourself sooner or later." Conan lowered his head, "I think Jack the Ripper also knows about this matter."

"He knows that coming is throwing himself into a trap, so will he still come?"

"I will come, I will definitely come."

"why?"

"Because it was Professor Moriarty who ordered him."

The two were talking, and the surroundings were quiet, only the rustling of the tip of the pen could be heard.Jack was sitting on the sofa with one leg crossed, and was writing and drawing on the newspaper with a quill pen. He showed great interest in the newspaper, and everyone didn't care what he was writing.Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the high ceiling vibrated in the sound, as if a huge heart buried deep in the ground began to beat, and the teacups and porcelain on the table were knocked to the ground in the violent vibration.

The opera house was shaking violently, as if the whole building was built on a giant drum, and now the drum was struck, and the small stones on the drum were bumping up and down, the walls and columns were torn apart during the shaking, and huge rocks were constantly falling debris.The powerful vibration knocked several people on the stage to the ground, and Zhu Xingxiu almost bumped his head against the wall in the corner. Fortunately, he stabilized his balance in time.

Jack pounced on it like a vigorous leopard, rushed behind the curtain, and kicked open the wooden door at the exit of the stage.In the violent explosion, spotlights and shelves fell one after another, causing a burst of dust. The wooden door of the exit was crushed and deformed in the shock, and failed to open at the first time. This small delay delayed them, and Jack didn't look at it. Behind him, he felt a gust of wind sharper than a dagger cutting on his bare skin, followed by the loud sound of the wall collapsing, like a big bronze bell hitting a church.At the critical moment, Jack only had time to protect Irene and Mao Lilan and rolled without grace, threw the two flower-like women under him, and then got up from the ground with hands and feet.

"Offended, ladies," Jack said, raining stone dust on him and crackling.

"Why did you save me?" Irene was held in his arms, the woman's body was softer and more fragrant than a flower branch.

"Because all of you are admired by famous detectives, I don't mind adding some tension to the stories I like. But if your story is the ending here, then it's not interesting!" The howling wind lifted Jack's ear His broken hair was unnoticed, and the roots of his hair were a faint black-green color.