Who Am I Going To Be Today?

"Nonsense, how could we suddenly travel to London, or the 19th century."

Mouri Kogoro gave Conan a light punch in the head, denying Conan's statement.

"I think it's outrageous enough that we suddenly disappeared from the hotel, and then came here to be chased by skeletons, and everything here is not an illusion, right, Sister Xiaolan."

Holding his little head, Conan looked at Mao Lilan aggrieved.

Mao Lilan recalled the feel of the Dragon Tooth Soldier, squatted down and picked up a rib, and then broke it directly with both hands.

"Yes, it's a real bone, but it's less like a human bone and more like an animal."

Then, in order to test whether it was an illusion, Maurilan aimed at the wall beside him and gave him a kick.

boom!

Gollum~ (The voice of Conan and Kogoro Mouri swallowing)

A hole just had Xiaolan's foot mold appeared in the wall, and below it was a pile of small gravel.

"That's right, it's not a hallucination."

"Xiao Lan! It's too dangerous. Even if you want to experiment, you don't need to kick. What should I do if I'm injured?"

"Don't worry, Dad, it's just a slight scratch, nothing at all."

Xiaolan smiled and said that it was not a big problem, and Mouri Kogoro was beside him, distressed for his daughter's feet.

Conan stood on tiptoe and stroked the hole Xiaolan kicked.

That's right, it's a real marble, and the power of Xiaolan's kick is getting bigger and bigger.

"So, Conan, how did you know this was 19th-century London?"

"I know it based on the architectural style here. Sister Xiaolan also knows that I am the apprentice of Brother Xinyi. He has taught me a lot, and Sherlock Holmes is British, so I am very interested in London. I checked a lot of relevant information, and the scenes in the old photos are exactly the same as here."

Conan pretended to be a child again, but what he said did make sense. Maurilan and Maori Kogoro nodded, believing that this was London in the 19th century.

Seeing that Maurilan and Mauri Kogoro believed, Conan further explained his answer.

"And then what was the most famous London in the 19th century? Sherlock Holmes, of course! He was the light of the day, and I think the [21] behind the scenes should be referring to Holmes' address at 221 Baker Street!"

"It turns out that it does make sense."

Mouri Kogoro touched his beard and felt that what Conan said was very reasonable. Conan could catch clues in many of his cases. This kid has strong logical thinking ability.

Now that you've got the answer, it's better than wandering around like a headless fly.

"Then let's go first! Go to 221 Baker Street and see if it's not there to evacuate immediately, no problem?"

"No problem!" x2

"Wait, where is Baker Street?"

"I once wrote down a map of London, and even in 19th-century London, the general route wouldn't change."

Conan hurriedly raised his hand to show that he knew that he had been looking forward to a pilgrimage to the holy land of Sherlock Holmes fans, and he had already made up the map of London.

This level can still be handled!

"It's amazing, Conan, he actually wrote down the map."

"Where, as a Sherlock Holmes fan, this is the foundation, hehe."

"Don't waste time, hurry up!"

After deciding on the destination, Moori and his daughter moved towards Baker Street under the leadership of Conan.

Chapter five hundred and sixty-two startled! Conan crossover event! Who are you!

"Here, here is 221 Baker Street, the home of Sherlock Holmes."

The three panting came to the Sherlock Holmes house, looking at the ordinary English-style house that looked a little outdated but full of mystery. Conan contained the excitement of being a Holmes fan on a pilgrimage.

This is where Sherlock Holmes lived!

In reality, I never had a chance to see it, but I didn't expect to see it here.

"Anyway, let's go first and see what's wrong with this safety point."

Mouri Kogoro was about to hold the door with his hand, when the surrounding white smog suddenly thickened, putting the three of them in a state where they couldn't see their fingers.

This state is exactly where they came to London at the hotel!

"dad!"

"Uncle Maori!"

"I'm fine..."

Mouri Kogoro stopped before he finished speaking, and he suddenly felt a sharp murderous aura.

This is not a level that ordinary people can have, this is the terrifying murderous aura possessed by those desperadoes who hold every single human life in their hands.

The murderous target is him!

"I'm going to start dismantling~"

A slender white shadow suddenly appeared behind Mouri Kogoro, speaking terrifying words in a childlike voice full of innocence.

"behind!"

Mouri Kogoro used all his strength to dodge to the right. The moment he dodged, he saw a white figure with a body shape similar to Conan, but he clearly saw her face, but he couldn't remember her appearance at all.

The sharp blade flashed past, and the white shadow fluttered into the air.

On the other hand, Kogoro Mori fell and got a roll and stood up, his eyes became serious, and he was ready to stand in a judo-ready posture.

"Really, can't you just accept our disintegration?"

The innocent little girl's childish voice sounded again, and the petite figure sneaked into the white mist again.

"Damn, how can you accept being killed inexplicably."

Mouri Kogoro yelled.

The white shadow flashed again, this time targeting his abdomen, and just as the two knives were about to cut through there, a delicate crutch slid through the air and collided with the knives.

thump--

The crutches fell to the ground and made a sound, and Kogoro Mouri slumped behind him, stroking his chest and gasping for breath. He was almost pierced just now, and he couldn't react at all.

What's with this outrageous speed, is this killer human?

"Don't kill at my door, little Jack."

The familiar blue figure of Kogoro Mouri came to him, picked up the crutch and stared at the killer.

"Oh, I failed. Grandpa said that if I failed, I would evacuate... We're leaving. Next time, you will be disintegrated."

Leaving a naive sentence, the killer's white shadow retreated and disappeared into the haze again.

"Are you all right? Mr. Maury."

"My life, thank you very much this time, James."

Mauri Kogoro, who was paralyzed on the ground, grabbed Sherlock Holmes' outstretched hand and stood up. At this time, the fog also dissipated with the killer's departure. Conan, who hit the wall not far away, and Maurilan on the other side appeared in their field of vision. .

"Dad, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's okay, a mere killer, it's solved by dividing three and five by two, hahahaha."

Mouri Kogoro laughed rudely as always, but he actually did this to keep his daughter from worrying, and only Xiaolan herself didn't see it.

She patted her chest and checked Kogoro Mouri's injuries. She didn't see any wounds, but her clothes were a little messy, and she finally felt at ease.

"Have uncle seen the face of that terrible killer just now? What does it look like and how tall is it?"

"I did see the person...but I don't remember its face, and even the gender is vague, I only remember that its hair is white."

Mouri Kogoro scratched his hair, trying hard to recall what the killer looked like just now, but he couldn't remember anything, he only remembered that his hair was white.

Conan fell into a lot of doubts about Mouri Kogoro's answer. Even if the fog was so thick that he couldn't see clearly, his uncle was directly attacked and even fought, but he just couldn't remember the murderer.

Suspicious, really suspicious.

"Don't think about this, you must be tired, come and rest first, this is a safe place."

Holmes opened the door and motioned the three of them to enter quickly.

"Then let's be respectful, it's better to obey. I'm exhausted and exhausted. Now I just want to lie down on the big bed and sleep."

In the middle of the night, he encountered a murder incident. As a result, just after the incident was resolved, he suddenly crossed into this ghost place. Then he was chased and killed by a group of skeleton soldiers, rescued Xiaolan, and found a safe place.

Maori Kogoro's spirit is about to reach the limit, and he really wants to lie in bed and sleep.

"Broken" x2

Conan and Xiaolan followed through the door, followed Sherlock Holmes to the living room, and then they met two people.

"Boss Jin Gu, Miss Iwai, it's really good that you are all right."

"Mr James found us, brought us here, and was saved."

The chubby boss Jin Gu said with joy that the others were almost gone. He was over 50 years old and had a rich body that didn't exercise all day. He couldn't outrun the group of flesh without skeleton soldiers.

Fortunately, Mr. James arrived in time, and the handsome and powerful Patton technique rescued the soldier and rescued him, and then met his waiter Hitomi Iwai on the way to safety.

It is really a blessing to be able to meet Mr. James and come to the safety point smoothly.

"So that's the case, you are so lucky." Xiaolan nodded.

Mouri Kogoro was too tired to chat, so he greeted Boss Jin Gu and Miss Iwai and fell asleep on the sofa.

"I'm really sorry...my dad is so tired."

"It's okay, it's okay, you just encountered a 'ghost', we can understand."

Boss Jin Gu waved his hand to show that he understood, and suddenly came to such a dangerous place, it is not bad to be alive.

Adequate sleep and rejuvenation are also very important. If he hadn't been completely unable to sleep because of the excitement of coming to the Sherlock Holmes House, he would have gone to rest.

At this moment Holmes came out from the other side, put the plate on the table, and poured water for the three of them.

"Sorry, except for coffee, there is only water at home. Don't worry, there is no poison."

"thanks"

Conan and Xiaolan thanked, carefully picked up the teacup, and sat on the chair to drink water.

It is indeed very reassuring here. Whether it is Conan or Xiaolan, the originally tense spirit has gradually relaxed.

So Conan took advantage of now to start asking questions again: "How did Uncle James think the safe spot is here? It took us a long time to figure it out."

"Ah? Does this still require reasoning? That guy didn't use a code at all." Holmes sat on the chair with his legs crossed, and answered in an unexpected tone.

Moritia was too straightforward this time. As Sherlock Holmes, in his opinion, this guy just slapped the answer in his face.

Circumstances, years, and scattered newspapers can all be key clues. Here comes another group of Sherlock Holmes fans, do you really think they are fools?

"Wow, Uncle James is amazing."

【Home】【That guy】

Conan was keenly aware of the key words, and Sherlock Holmes looked very familiar with this place, which was London in the 19th century.

Even if he is British, it would be too fast to bring two people to a safe point directly on the ground.

Suspicious, very suspicious.

There must be some kind of relationship between this person and the professor.

Obviously the answer is at the critical point, but Conan subconsciously ignored that possibility.

He thinks James (Sherlock Holmes) is the most likely person to be the professor, or maybe he is the professor!

Because the professor's full name is - James Moritia.

Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty-Three Surprised! Conan crossover event! Chaldea discovered a singularity?

Phineas Chaldea, the Human Rights Survival Guarantee.

It is referred to as Chaldea or Chaldea for short. A magic workshop built as a location that is not interfered by any country and can be kept secret.

It is said that it is not an observatory that looks up at the stars of the universe from the earth, but an observatory built to look down on everything on the earth from the void.