Chapter 579: Only when the Money Is Used Can You Hate the Lack of Money (Additional Update From Crowdfunding)

Conan is out of money.

Just now, he and Mao Lilan spent 20,000 yen and took a round trip with the train.

Jack the Ripper was not caught, but twenty thousand yen was wasted.

After returning to London, Conan met Toru Amuro, who had been waiting beside the station.

Even after such a long time and the game was not over, Toru Amuro realized that Conan and the others had failed. At this time, the time on Big Ben showed that except for them in this world, all the players in other games had been eliminated.

If you don't find a way to clear the level as soon as possible, the end result may be that everyone is trapped in the game forever, or...death.

"Anyway, let's find a place to rest first." Mao Lilan looked tired after running around for a long time, and she realized that playing games is really a tiring thing.

"Then just go to my place." Toru Amuro said, naturally entering the role.

So they walked slowly towards Baker Street.

Time in the game is different from the real world, and Conan and the others realize that the nights here should be very short. However, since Big Ben has lost its time-telling function, their mobile phones cannot be used, and even their watches are messed up, no one knows the exact time now.

As we walked, the sky turned white.

At this time, they were still quite a distance from Baker Street.

Haibara Ai stood farthest away from Amuro Tohru and sighed silently: "After I go out, I want to suggest planning to add a game map that can be transferred directly."

"Yes." Conan nodded in agreement, "For children, the amount of exercise in this game is indeed too much."

Dad doesn’t know what he’s thinking. By extending the plot line so long, is he planning to exhaust the players’ interest in one go?

At this time, Kudo Yusaku outside the game said that he was innocent.

According to the plot designed by the game, the identity of Jack the Ripper should have been revealed on the train just now. His son was indeed his son. The steps and reasoning process to solve the case were exactly as he imagined, and he didn't even need a special NPC to provide clues.

However, the final result was beyond Kudo Yusaku's expectations.

Jack the Ripper was not on the train, so where was he?

It's a pity that people outside can only see the player's perspective, and they have no way of knowing what changes have happened in the game world.

"Newspapers are sold! Newspapers are sold!" A child in simple clothes passed by Conan, "The genius mathematician passed away! Newspapers are sold!"

"Wait!" Conan stopped the kid selling newspapers, "I want a newspaper."

He was a little unsure if he heard correctly just now, who died?

"Eighty yen!"

Conan dug into his pockets, ready to give money, but he suddenly remembered that the 20,000 yen from last night was all the cash he and Maori Ran had scraped together.

Conan looked at Toru Amuro with some embarrassment and had to succumb to fate: "Brother Amuro, can you lend me eighty yen?"

Toru Amuro raised an eyebrow: "Of course."

He immediately took out the money to pay the bill and took today's latest "Times" from the newsboy.

The Times at the end of the 19th century already had the prototype of a modern newspaper. The front page was no longer a luxury advertisement for a small audience, but the latest high-profile news.

Today's front page headline is...

Toru Amuro was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "!!!"

"What's wrong with you, Mr. Amuro?" Conan hurriedly came over, and when he saw the contents of the newspaper clearly, he was stunned at a loss, "How could it be?"

I saw a headline in black and white written on the newspaper: The genius mathematician William James Moriarty died of illness, and his funeral may be held in Westminster Abbey today.

"Mr. Qian, Mr. Qianye passed away?" Mao Lilan was stunned, obviously not reacting.

Haibara Ai was much calmer than them. She thought for a while and said: "Probably Mr. Asano was injured in the game, so he was judged to be eliminated by the game, so the Professor Moriarty he played naturally passed away."

"Asano-san is right." Conan breathed a sigh of relief, "I think that's the truth. I just didn't expect that Asano-san would be eliminated so early. I don't know if his elimination has anything to do with our actions last night."

Toru Amuro felt that he was abnormally nervous. His heartbeat had been beating violently since he learned of Moriarty's death, and the uneasiness in his heart had become stronger.

This game was so uncontrollable that he was very worried that it wasn't Moriarty who was in trouble, but Asano Nobushige. Toru Amuro couldn't even imagine Asano Nobuhige's death.

Conan analyzed everyone carefully and then said: "In short, Jack the Ripper was discovered and trained by Professor Moriarty. Maybe we can find clues about him at the professor's funeral."

They quickly agreed on a new battle plan.

Since Toru Amuro was the only one of them who had a small amount of cash, they could only afford a child's funeral dress. Coupled with the black dress in Holmes's wardrobe, only two of them were able to sneak into Professor Moriarty's funeral.

The children gave up this spot to Conan because they all believed that Conan could save the world - the world in the game.

"Come on, Edogawa." Haibara Ai encouraged him calmly, "This may be your only chance to win MVP in the game."

Conan was confused: "What is MVP?"

"Most Valuable Player, originally used in the NBA, but now it can also be used in games. My brother told me."

Conan: "..."

Thank you so much!

Mao Lilan smiled: "The relationship between Xiao Ai and Mr. Asano is really good."

"Well, that's why I don't want to attend his funeral." When he said this, the disgust on Hui Yuan Ai's face almost overflowed.

Toru Amuro glanced at her but said nothing.

Conan held up the low-quality but solemn dress and suddenly asked Amuro Tohru: "Speaking of which, the salary at Ritsufeng Music Classroom is obviously very high. Why doesn't Brother Amuro have as much cash as me and Sister Xiaolan?"

Toru Amuro: "...This question has to wait until Westminster Abbey. Maybe you can ask it yourself."

Conan shuddered: "Then, let's forget it."

He already knew the answer.

And if Mr. Asano didn't answer during the funeral, it would be like asking in vain. If he answered...hehe, he might think he was playing a horror game.

Toru Amuro kicked his pockets with both hands, feeling his poverty, and the smile on his lips gradually became dangerous.

Now that he has been asked to play Sherlock Holmes, don't copy his empty wallet too!

At first he didn't think it was a big deal to deduct wages, but he didn't expect that one day he would be worried about money.

It’s true that you only regret having little money when it’s time to use it!

A friend like Asano Nobushige will stab you twice when you are in danger and deduct your salary when you are safe. Why on earth does he still want to work for him? ?

Thank you to the party, the country, the people, the readers, the article, everyone’s crowdfunding, the cat downstairs in my house, the umbrella that has been confiscated at the door, and the mosquitoes that flew for a long time last night but did not enter the bed curtain. but! I'm already bald! !