Chapter 572 Please Call Me by His Name

Nobuhiro was no stranger to this kind of pain, in fact he had deliberately taken drugs before for convenience to achieve the same effect.

But he is in good health and has never experienced heart palpitations without taking medicine in the past.

Xinfan held on to the window frame of the carriage, sweating drop by drop, and fell to the ground. Every jolt of the carriage was a pain to him,

As if echoing his thoughts, the carriage slowly slowed down and then stopped.

The voice of conversation came from outside: "Dear Sir, Mr. Albert."

"Good evening. Have you just come back from the city?"

"Yes." The attendant responded and opened the door of the carriage.

Outside the door was a high-spirited Albert James Moriarty in riding attire.

"I met Duke Howard today, he..." Albert's originally smiling face changed color instantly after seeing the scene in the carriage, "William!!" He quickly got into the carriage and held on to the already shaky carriage. The letter is complicated.

Xinfan reluctantly opened his eyes. After seeing clearly that it was his brother, he weakly called out: "Brother..."

"I'm here." Albert sat down next to him, put Xinfan's head on his lap, and then ordered in a cold voice, "Go back quickly, call Dr. Angus over, and talk about Master William's old problem Did it again!”

"yes."

The entourage hurriedly hurried towards the house.

He was obviously traveling faster, but perhaps because his brother was by his side, Xinfan felt strangely more comfortable. Gradually, he actually fell asleep.

There was a faint reassuring smell on Albert's body. In his sleep, Xinfan smelled this smell. He felt very familiar, so he always wanted to get closer.

When Albert saw his brother's dependence, the light in his eyes became much gentler.

"William." He called softly.

Nobushige murmured in his sleep, but did not open his eyes.

Albert stretched out his hand and gently stroked Xinfan's forehead, wiping away his sweat: "Thank you for all the hard work... Jingguang."

Unfortunately, Nobuhiro didn't hear anything.

…

When he opened his eyes again, Nobushige found that he was lying on Moriarty's gorgeous four-poster bed, covered with a warm velvet quilt.

The air was filled with the faint smell of medicinal herbs mixed with alcohol and disinfectant.

"Sir, are you awake?"

Nobushige sat up with the help of his entourage and leaned on the soft pillows. It was already bright outside at this time.

"Where's Colonel Albert?" Nobushige asked.

"Mr. Albert stayed here last night and went back to rest at the advice of Dr. Angus when it was almost dawn."

Xinfan nodded and said, "Please help me contact the newspaper and ask them to publish a message."

"Yes." The attendant responded, "I'll go find Dr. Angus and come over. You can lie down for a while."

When he was alone in the room again, Nobushige picked up the newspaper lying next to him. The date at this time had jumped to the next day, but Nobuhiro, who had been sleeping during the process, didn't know whether the time in the real world was the same as in the game.

It’s not as long as they stay here that the parents of outside children will have to wait as long.

Newspapers reported last night's actions of Jack the Ripper, and an open call was made for outstanding detectives to find Jack's true identity. Nobushige knew that Amuro Toru and Conan should be having headaches about this matter at this time, and he...

His heart no longer felt uncomfortable, but he still didn't understand why he was "sick" last night. And according to Albert, this seems to be Professor Moriarty's old problem.

Is it really a physical problem that comes with the NPC?

Nobushige tried to contact Noah's Ark: "Noah's Ark, can you hear me?"

no respond.

"Noah's Ark?"

Still no sound.

At this moment, the door opened and a strange male voice came: "Master William, how do you feel now?"

Xinfan looked up and guessed the identity of the person: "Dr. Angus, what on earth is going on with me?"

"I have said before that your disease cannot be cured, and you should avoid overworking yourself, but you just don't listen to the doctor's advice." Dr. Angus walked to the bedside and said, "I heard that you were making arrangements as soon as you woke up. Already working?"

"These things cannot stop."

"Yes, yes, you can't stop working, and your body doesn't matter." Dr. Angus talked a lot, but Nobuhiro basically didn't listen.

Relying on 19th-century Western medicine to treat illnesses? He still trusts his immune system more.

All the necessary instructions were given, and Dr. Angus wandered around for a long time, but the patient didn't cooperate. Even if he had great abilities, it would be useless.

Albert walked in just at this time, and Dr. Angus excused himself: "Master William has an old illness. If you pay more attention to it, it will be fine."

Albert nodded slightly and said to him: "Thanks to you this time, walk slowly, I won't give it away."

Dr. Angus gave him the courtesy of a gentleman and left Moriarty Mansion.

Albert watched him leave, then turned back to look at Nobuhiro, his deep eyes suddenly softened a lot.

"I guess you don't have much appetite, so I asked someone to prepare oatmeal." He handed the exquisite bone china bowl to Nobushige, "Eat some of it."

Nobuhiro heard the worry and concern that could not be concealed in Albert's tone, and responded silently, "Thank you."

"There's no need to be so polite to me."

Oatmeal is cooked with milk, and is soft and glutinous with a unique milky aroma. After taking the first bite, Nobuhiro realized that he was already hungry.

He was eating breakfast, while Albert was analyzing the current situation: "Did you read the newspaper this morning? Scotland Yard is very worried about Jack the Ripper. But no one, including Holmes, can find it yet. Any clue.

"What are you going to do next? Let him continue hunting, or train a new killer?"

"It's difficult to train a killer." Nobuhiro said calmly, "But Holmes has already entered the game."

Albert raised his eyebrows: “That’s good, he can do a lot more for you.

"Who's the next target?"

His elder brother is a loyal supporter of Professor Moriarty's Sin City plan, but in terms of understanding of the plan, Albert may not be as good as Mont Lang. He didn't know that Jack the Ripper was out of control, and he didn't know that his brother was planning to use Sherlock Holmes to eliminate this scourge completely.

Since he was going to play Professor Moriarty, Nobuhiro had no intention of breaking the balance. He stirred the cereal in the bowl with a spoon and replied unhurriedly: "The next target is a very important person. You may also know him." she."

"who?"

"Irene Adler."