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Chapter 244 London Shadows: A Gift for You

Chapter 244 London Shadow: A Gift for You

What's Xiaolan doing there?

Conan anxiously asked himself the same question, and the answer came to him in the next second: it was Professor Moriarty who was behind it!

Turning his head sharply, he saw Kudo Yusaku struggling to climb onto the stage, lifting his skirt, but the doctor's figure had vanished without a trace!

And overhead, the echoing declaration continued:

"The serial killer, Jack the Ripper, driven by resentment, has his hound swiftly following my trail to this opera house."

However, fratricide is not my intention; therefore, I hereby make this request to you.

Picking up the paper airplane, the girl parted her red lips slightly, exhaled softly towards the top, and released her grip.

The folded letter spiraled down through the air, carrying a fresh, subtle fragrance like that of grass and trees, and landed in Conan's hand:

[To the detectives of London:]

My request was simple: get rid of this killer who's been harassing me.

The plan is ready. I've set up a bomb at the opera house exit, and I'll have Irene Adler arrange to meet him there under some pretext, then detonate it, thus successfully eliminating the threat to the people.

Otherwise, the time bombs I've planted in other parts of London might cause noise pollution.

I've made a small modification to the chandelier switch, and I strongly advise against you operating it yourself—after all, it's rather ungentlemanly to let a lady fall and get smashed to pieces (laughs).

P.S.: Don't worry about whether Jack will show up. As soon as Carmen's singing starts, he will naturally appear in the audience.

Your dear ones,

Professor James Moriarty

"...Moriarty!"

Clenching his teeth, Conan stared at the swaying figure, wishing he could swallow the letter whole, even just imagining her being eliminated.

This spirited appearance was fully reflected in Kuromon Yōya's eyes.

"Hehehe, what a nice expression." With a light laugh, Kuromon Haruya leaned leisurely against the chandelier frame, his eyes narrowed in satisfaction.

After his consciousness accelerated, the game progressed much faster than in reality. On the surface, the game was still playing "in real time" to the outside world, but in reality, it accelerated completely after the intermission. What the outside world was watching in the second half was just a promotional video edited by him and Noah's Ark.

Kuromon Haruya had no interest in broadcasting the Karasuma family's affairs to outsiders.

But none of that matters, the important thing is...

"Look at Shinichi Kudo's spirited expression in that close-up! Vermouth would be so happy if she saw this video!"

If Shinichi Kudo was usually known for his intelligence and confidence, now that his reconnaissance skills are locked down, he is like a caged beast with its claws removed!

His clear eyes were lowered, revealing a sharper and more flustered look. Conan seemed to be muttering to himself, his gaze sweeping across the venue, marking everyone present as a suspect. But the barely concealed restlessness in his movements suggested that he lacked confidence.

Compared to its father, whose mane was standing tall behind it, this little lion cub, who was trying to hold on, was still a bit lacking.

"Ah~ Shinichi Kudo."

After an excited sigh, Haruya Kuromon's eyes gleamed with interest: "But I understand the villains in shonen manga a little better now. The detectives' sharp gazes, almost piercing through their disguises, are truly exhilarating..."

Thinking about the upcoming program, Kuromon Haruya couldn't help but smile.

Since Sharon enjoys seeing the shining humanity of Shinichi Kudo and Ran Mouri, let them undergo trials and tribulations, until the drama of life and death comes!

The more accelerant the light consumes, the higher and brighter the flames become!

I can't imagine what a better gift could be!

"I'm such a good father; I'd even wear my least favorite dress to make my daughter happy." Kuromon Haruya sighed, resting his chin on his hand, clearing his throat to cheer on those below.

"Conan! You don't need to worry about me, just focus on yourselves—"

Upon hearing this, Conan spread his hands wide and loudly assured her, "Ran-neechan, don't worry! We'll definitely solve the case!"

Okay~~

Ran seemed to be doing well, which put Conan at ease somewhat: "Dad, where's Professor Moriarty?"

Yusaku Kudo stroked his chin thoughtfully, somewhat helplessly: "He slipped away the moment my attention was diverted. But this professor isn't important for now. Shinichi, what clue did you just find?"

"It's a specific rumor about the Phantom of the Opera. After careful investigation, I'm even more certain that it's just a cover-up for their actions."

In the corridor that led nowhere, the father and son began to feel their way forward, step by step, on the damp, creaking wooden floorboards.

"This is the haunted corridor that Miss Mingmei mentioned. The theater's plumbing is complex and has been in disrepair for years, and this area is particularly prone to leaks, with most of the wooden planks loose."

"So even if there are movable mechanisms, it won't arouse suspicion. The secret passage must be nearby!"

"I agree with your point about using terrifying rumors to scare away employees. But from a mystery novelist's perspective, it might be even more accurate."

"what?"

Yusaku Kudo tapped the wall panel inch by inch with his fingers: "The time he appears is not fixed, but he takes away a woman every time. It's more like a rendezvous point between the hitman who accepts the commission and the employer, like Jack the Ripper and Professor Moriarty."

Click! Some mechanism was triggered, and a crack appeared in the wall panel.

The rusted pipes twisted and spread like tree roots. The enclosed space was not large. It was not like the passage Conan had envisioned, but more like an abandoned reserved pipe room.

The corridor lights illuminated the reflective sheets on the floor.

Conan picked up the soaked black and white business card through the handkerchief and exclaimed in surprise, "This is... Phantom Thief Kid?!"

The stark contrast of black and white creates a striking visual impact. On the dark, windy top of the tower, the phantom thief with a monocle elegantly pulls his cloak over his shoulders, his pure white attire gleaming as he stands alone before the clock, his expression a half-smile blurred by water stains. A simple raven pattern lingers in the lower right corner.

Conan, as Shinichi Kudo, had met Kid before and naturally knew his nemesis's attire.

Yusaku Kudo, however, knew a bit more about it and noticed the difference in his attire and posture: 'This is indeed Phantom Thief Kid, but this is the original, who disappeared eight years ago.'

Turning the business card over, there was a line of instructions left by Professor Moriarty.

[To J: Delaying Mycroft Holmes]

[Yes]

"Just as I thought."

Yusaku Kudo stood up and said with certainty, "The doctor who has been lingering around us since just now is probably not Professor Moriarty."