Conan’s Guilty Points System

Conan's eyes lit up: "Yes, let's go to Sherlock Holmes."

The group immediately walked to Sherlock Holmes' house.

The gloomy street, with a hint of strangeness.

221 Baker Street!

"It's here."

Looking at the number on the wall, Conan's face flashed with joy, even in the game, he wanted to see the true face of Sherlock Holmes.

Xiao Lan took a deep breath and prepared to knock on the door.

"Lan, let me come."

Sonoko's beautiful eyes flashed with determination.

Xiaolan nodded, Sonoko was much stronger than her in communication.

The slender and slender fingers pressed on the doorbell, and the melodious doorbell rang.

The house was quiet.

As time passed, the group gradually felt a little nervous.

A quiet environment will make people think involuntarily, and people with weak minds will even feel fear.

He and the third daughter of Ye held hands tightly, and even felt the sweat from each other's palms.

Porphy!

After a long time, footsteps suddenly sounded in the house, slow and rhythmic.

One was wearing a gentleman's hat and a long gown, and the high collar covered half of his face, making him a little sloppy.

"who are you?"

A hoarse voice, with a hint of exhaustion just woken up.

"Hello, we're here to find Mr. Holmes, may I ask..."

"Holmes? He's not here. Come back next time."

After that, the man was about to close the door.

"Wait, we really have something very important to ask Mr. Holmes."

Sonoko was a little anxious, but her tone was still very polite.

"Let's go, let's go, everyone said that Sherlock Holmes wasn't there. What are you guys doing here? Don't disturb my sleep."

The man was very impatient.

"Uncle, we have an important case that needs Mr. Holmes' help. It's a very serious serial murder case." Conan said suddenly.

The man paused and raised his head slightly: "Oh, the serial murder case? There is no challenge to Sherlock Holmes, so he probably won't be interested."

However, he did not continue to close the door.

Conan's eyes lit up, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "However, I heard that this serial murder case is very difficult, and it has stumped the entire London police. Mr. Holmes, who likes to challenge difficulties, must have heard of it."

"Jack the Ripper?"

The man frowned: "If it's this case, you don't need to look for that fellow Sherlock Holmes. He already knows the identity of Jack the Ripper, so there's no challenge."

Everyone immediately looked at each other, showing a touch of excitement.

"Then, please tell us, we need to know the exact location of Jack the Ripper."

Sonoko Meimu looked at the man expectantly.

The man didn't even look at Sonoko.

"Okay, let's go, don't disturb my sleep."

The man turned around and closed the door.

Looking at the closed door, He Ye and Sonoko's beautiful eyes flashed a hint of anxiety.

"That person must know the whereabouts of Jack the Ripper, and he must be allowed to speak."

A flash of coldness flashed across Xiao Aimei's eyes, which was unusually firm.

"But, how to get that man to speak? He's just an NPC."

He and Ye Xiu frowned, a little helpless.

"Otherwise, let's beg him."

Sonoko's tone was a little weak, and when it came to Heiji, she really had no choice.

"The NPC has no emotions. According to the program's settings, it is impossible for him to tell us."

Xiao Ai's voice contained a hint of helplessness.

"That's not necessarily true. Dr. A Li said that there will be an NPC character to give us a hint. I think this person should be the one who helps us."

Conan suddenly spoke up.

"Conan, are you sure?"

"Well, Sister Xiaolan, have you noticed that this NPC has too many words. This game is for children, and the settings should not be difficult to understand. He can say so much, which means that He's a very important NPC, and I'm pretty sure he's who we're looking for."

Conan watched Xiaolan talk endlessly.

"Well, I see." Xiaolan frowned and walked straight to Yuanzi: "Yuanzi, get out of the way."

"Lan, shouldn't you..."

Before Yuanzi could speak, Xiaolan's beautiful eyes narrowed, her long legs retreated, her qi condensed in her dantian.

Drink~~~! ! !

With a loud shout, a silhouette of a leg flashed past.

With a loud bang, the door was instantly torn apart.

Inside the room, the man was sitting on the sofa, staring at the door, dumbfounded.