A red room with a large stove, wooden cabinets, wooden tables and sofas are staggered, there are a lot of copywriting materials on the desk, a microscope, and a lot of chemical laboratory equipment, and against the wall is a bookshelf full of books.

The English lamps give the room a tranquil classical atmosphere.

This was Holmes's room, cluttered but not cluttered, and his fairly neat detective office was a bit shabby by comparison

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

Watson is almost a pirated copy of Dr. Asasa.

And Sherlock Holmes ......

The corner of Gao Cheng's eyes twitched.

No wonder the blonde woman would recognize the wrong person, Holmes was actually designed by Yusaku Kudo to look like herself, but without a beard and glasses, and with a different hairstyle, at first glance it does look like him, but does he look that old?

Touching his chin, Gao Cheng's gaze turned to the information spread out on the coffee table.

The English on the page was converted to Japanese, and it happened to be about the murder committed by Jack the Ripper.

"On Saturday, September 8, the second victim, Hani Charst...... A 41-year-old woman living alone was found in a vacant lot next to St. Mary's Church in the Whitechapel area, where two rings of different sizes were left at the scene of the crime......"

"Jack the Ripper, who plunged London into a great panic, is convinced that he has something to do with Professor Moriarty, judging by the fact that he has caused unprecedented social unrest......"

It's Sherlock Holmes's notes......

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

It seems that Conan and the others came to this room to check on Jack the Ripper, and it is likely that they went to Moriarty to investigate Jack the Ripper......

Unlike Conan, he is not so familiar with the story of Sherlock Holmes, he only knows that Professor Moriarty is the sworn enemy of Sherlock Holmes in the story, the dark boss who hides behind the scenes, and he knows nothing else, and it is basically impossible to find the other party.

It can only be investigated from other directions......

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

It's not close, with London's iconic clock tower in between, almost on the other side of the city.

I opened the closet, found a well-fitting trench coat, tore off the photos of the crime scene in my notebook and put them in my pocket, and when I left, I took a deer hunting hat and a self-defense cane.

That's pretty much it......

The blonde woman came over with hot tea, and when she met Gao Cheng, who hurried downstairs, she was surprised: "Are you going out again?" ”

"I kind of care about those kids."

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

Old horse-drawn carriages don't pass by on the streets of London, and gentlemen in tall cylinder hats occasionally cast their eyes at Gao Cheng.

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

"Doesn't that mean the player is eliminated?"

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

"Go to the Church of St. Mary in the Whitechapel area......"

Time flies very quickly in the game, and the carriage has only arrived at the scene of the crime, and it is already ten minutes before dawn, and the streets gradually begin to live.

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

"You don't have to pay Mr. Holmes," the coachman smirked apprehensively, "and I hope you can catch that Jack the Ripper soon." ”

Gao Cheng was speechless and watched the carriage leave.

Is it a disgrace to Sherlock Holmes?

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

Gao Cheng thought about when he first got the Detective System card.

It all started on the streets of London, in the same horse-drawn carriage, and the "Sherlock Holmes" who seemed to guide him took him to a new world of detectives.

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

St. Mary's Church.

Gao Cheng stood quietly outside looking at this old British building.

The brick-red fence outside has been broken and still looks like it was in the photo.

"This is the scene of the crime, but why this place?"

Gao Cheng checked it again, put away the photo again, and walked to the broken wall to look around.

Several other cases were in the streets and alleys, but this time it seemed a little different, and it seemed that this place was specially chosen......

Walking to the front of the church with his hands in his hands, he didn't see anyone, only a notice about the church's parent-child charity bazaar posted on the door.

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

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

I see, the second Saturday of September, September 8th...... It happened to be the day that Hani Charst was killed......

It is necessary to investigate this Hani Charst again, and in particular, the relationship between this woman and 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 strolled and thought about walking to the Church of Santa Maria, intending to check the scene of the crime in person, when he suddenly noticed Gao Cheng's figure out of the corner of his eye, but when he looked over, he had disappeared to the other side.

"It was ...... just now"

After looking at it for a moment, Conan shook his head laughingly.

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

At 221B Baker Street, in the apartment rented by Sherlock Holmes, Gao Cheng sat silently on the sofa and studied his notes carefully after returning.

Holmes's information is quite detailed, and even the origin of Hani Charlest is clearly recorded.

As a young man, Hani Charlest married in a town called Winsa and gave birth to a son, but ten years ago she left her husband and son to come to London for her dreams.

Two rings of the same shape but larger than one left at the scene of the murder, the larger of which may belong to Haney, and the other of unknown origin, presumed to have been left by Jack the Ripper.

Gao Cheng closed his notes intently and crossed his fingers to comb through the clues.

This serial murder incident seems to be a random killing on the surface, but the second victim, Hani Charst, is so unusual.

A special place of murder, a pair of rings left at the scene......

In his opinion, there is likely to be a parent-child relationship between the two, so Jack the Ripper chose to kill on the day of the bazaar, and left his small ring with Hani Charest's.

Gao Cheng had a picture in his mind before entering the game, when the data on the victim Jiancun's computer had been partially recovered, and the words "DNA tracking system" appeared on it.

What is the connection in this, if the chairman of Sindora is to destroy the "DNA tracking system" data, it means that Sindora's DNA information has some secrets, so what Kenmura left behind is not the name of the murderer but points to Jack the Ripper, which should be to convey a deeper truth.

"Mr. Holmes......" The blonde woman knocked on the door and entered the room with a cup of hot tea, but saw no tall figure, only notes falling from the sofa.

"Mr. Holmes?"

"Joto, what's going on?" In the basement of the municipal building, in the office of Kenmura, Yusaku Kudo and Shiratori helped up Gao Cheng, who had fallen in front of the table.

"What's going on?"

"Hmm." Gao Cheng opened his eyes with a muffled grunt and rubbed his blue forehead that hit the computer desk.

The room remained the same, without any anomalies, and it seemed to be just a dream.

"Joto," Yusaku Kudo asked again, "why did you pass out here?" ”

"No, nothing, I think I'm too tired."

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