Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

? A red room with a large fireplace, wooden cabinets, wooden tables and sofas are well arranged, on the desk there are a lot of copywriting materials, a microscope, and many chemical experiment equipment. Against the wall is a bookshelf full of books.

The British lamps cast a quiet and classical atmosphere on the whole room.

This is Sherlock Holmes's room, which is messy but not messy. In comparison, his fairly tidy office of the detective agency is a bit drab and shabby

Gao Cheng walked into the room stepping on the carpet, looked around curiously, and suddenly saw the photos of Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson on the cabinet.

Watson is almost a pirated copy of Dr. Ali.

And Holmes...

The corners of Gao Cheng's eyes twitched.

No wonder the blond woman mistook someone. Sherlock Holmes was designed by Yusaku Kudo to look like himself, but without beard, glasses, and different hairstyle. At first glance, he does look like him, but does he look so old?

Touching his chin, Gao Cheng turned his gaze to a book spread out on the coffee table.

The English on the page has been converted to Japanese, and it happens to be about the murders committed by Jack the Ripper.

"On Saturday, September 8, the second victim, Harney Charles Sturt... a 41-year-old woman who lived alone. The body was found in the open space next to St. Mary's Church in the Whitechapel area. There were two rings of different sizes left at the crime scene... ..."

"Jack the Ripper, who caused extreme panic in London, has caused unprecedented social unrest, and it is certain that he has something to do with Professor Moriarty..."

It's Sherlock Holmes' notes...

Gao Cheng looked at the blank space of the note thoughtfully. It seemed that the photos of the two rings had been taken away, leaving only the photos of the crime scene.

It seems that Conan and the others came to this room to check the information of Jack the Ripper, and most likely they went to find Moriarty to investigate Jack the Ripper...

Unlike Conan, he is not that familiar with the Sherlock Holmes story. He only knows that Professor Moriarty is Holmes' arch-rival in the story, and the dark boss behind the scenes. He knows nothing about it, and it is basically impossible to find him.

I can only investigate from other directions...

Gao Cheng corresponds to the map on the light curtain of the system to find the Whitechapel area where the crime occurred.

It's not that close, it's almost on the other side of the city with London's iconic Clock Tower in the middle.

He opened the closet, searched for a windbreaker that fit well, tore off the photos of the crime scene from his notes and put them in his pocket. When he left, he took a deerstalker hat and a self-defense cane.

That's about it...

The blond woman came over with hot tea, met Gao Cheng who was hurrying downstairs, and asked in surprise, "Are you going out again?"

"I'm a little concerned about those kids."

Gao Cheng smiled awkwardly, and couldn't explain his identity to the woman until he walked out of the apartment.

There are old carriages passing by on the streets of London, and gentlemen wearing tall cylinder hats occasionally cast their eyes on Gao Cheng.

Gao Cheng glanced at the towering Big Ben clock tower in the distance, the time was completely wrong, and the hands were even receding intermittently.

"Shouldn't it mean that the player is eliminated?"

Gao Cheng's eyes sank, and he stretched out his cane to stop a carriage.

"Go to St. Mary's Church in Whitechapel..."

The time in the game passed extremely quickly, the carriage arrived at the scene of the crime and it was already dawn, and the streets gradually became lively.

Gao Cheng supported the door frame and got out of the car like a gentleman, looked in his pocket but remembered that he didn't bring any money.

"Mr. Holmes, you don't need to pay the money," the coachman said with a habitual smile, "I hope you can catch that Jack the Ripper quickly."

Gao Cheng watched the carriage leave speechlessly.

Did she embarrass Holmes?

Forget it, it's just a game anyway...

Gao Cheng thought of when he first got the detective system card.

The place where everything started was also on the streets of London, and it was also a carriage. The "Sherlock Holmes" who seemed to guide him brought him to a brand new detective world.

Although that guy's help was indeed not small, but he never appeared again, a little inexplicable, and he didn't know whether it was real or an illusory dream.

St. Mary's Church.

Gao Cheng stood quietly outside looking at this ancient English-style building.

The brick-red wall outside has been incomplete for a while, but it still maintains the appearance in the photo.

"This is the scene of the crime, but why is it such a place?"

After comparing it again, Gao Cheng put away the photos again, and went to the incomplete wall to look around.

The other cases were all in the streets and alleys, only this time it looked a little different, it seemed that this place was specially chosen...

I walked to the church with my hands crossed, but I didn't see anyone, only a notice about the church's parent-child charity bazaar was pasted at the door.

"A parent-child charity bazaar will also be held on the second Saturday of October..."

"Also?" Gao Cheng's eyes moved slightly.

So it turns out that the second Saturday in September, the eighth of September...just happened to be the day that Harney Charles Sturt was murdered...

It is necessary to investigate this Harney Charles Sturt carefully again, especially this woman's relationship with Jack the Ripper.

Gao Cheng glanced at the announcement of the parent-child charity bazaar again, lowered the brim of his hat and turned to leave.

"Huh?" Conan walked to the Church of Santa Maria while thinking about it, intending to check the crime scene himself, when he suddenly noticed Gao Cheng's figure out of the corner of his eye, but when he looked over, he had disappeared on the other side.

"Just now was..."

After staring blankly for a while, Conan laughed at himself and shook his head.

"How is that possible? Holmes obviously left London for Dartmoor..."

221B Baker Street, in the apartment that Holmes rented, after Gao Cheng came back, he sat on the sofa silently and carefully studied the notes.

The information on Sherlock Holmes is quite detailed, even the origin of Harney Charles Sturt is clearly recorded.

When he was young, Honey Charles Sturt got married in a town called Windsor and gave birth to a son, but ten years ago, he abandoned her husband and son to London for her dream.

Two rings of the same shape but slightly larger were left at the murder scene. The larger ring may belong to Harney, while the other is of unknown origin, presumably left by Jack the Ripper.

Gao Cheng closed his notes intently and crossed his fingers to sort out the clues.

This serial killing appeared to be a random killing on the surface, but the second victim, Harney Charles Sturt, was so unusual.

The special murder site, a pair of rings left at the scene...

From his point of view, the two probably had a parent-child relationship, which is why Jack the Ripper chose to kill people on the day of the bazaar, and left his own little ring with Honey Charles Sturt's.

The scene before entering the game appeared in Gao Cheng's mind. At that time, part of the data on the victim Jiancun's computer had been recovered, and the words "DNA Tracking System" appeared on it.

There really is something to do with it. If Chairman Syndora is trying to destroy the "DNA Tracking System" data, it means that there is some secret in Syndora's DNA information, so what Jiancun left behind is not the name of the murderer but the Ripper Jack, it should be to convey a deeper truth.

"Mr. Holmes..." The blond woman knocked on the door and entered the room with a cup of hot tea, but there was no tall figure, only the notes dropped on the sofa.

"Mr. Holmes?"

"Kiroto, what happened?" Kudo Yusaku and Shiratori helped up Gaocheng who had fallen at the table in the basement of the municipal building, Kenmura's office.

"what happened?"

"Hmm." Gao Cheng hummed and opened his eyes, rubbing his bluish forehead that hit the computer desk.

The computer room remained as it was, without any abnormalities, as if it was just a dream.

"Kiroto," Yusaku Kudo asked again, "Why did you pass out here?"

"No, it's nothing, it seems to be too tired."

Gao Cheng came back to his senses, checked the computer again, and found that most of the data had been recovered.