Chapter 560 The Art of Men Disguising Themselves as Women

"..."

Conan, who was clamped up and running wildly, was still in a state of confusion.

The mood is extremely complex and superimposed.

After coming back to his senses, Conan looked at the red lips clamped on the back of his hand and couldn't help but wipe away the cold sweat.

On the other hand, I wanted to give Sherlock Holmes some candy, but was disappointed that I couldn't.

On one side is the aftermath of Fujino and his mother almost kissing each other.

His teacher was almost kissed by his mother?

No, no, Irene almost kissed Holmes...

But that’s also in the face of his mother!

If you think about it, there is still more to the afterlife.

Fortunately, Holmes responded promptly!

If he really fell in love, it is estimated that every time he sees Fujino's face in the future, today's scene will definitely be recalled in his mind, leaving an inexplicable psychological shadow!

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The two people with different thoughts ran quickly and soon caught up with the large army chasing Jack the Ripper.

"Ugh——!"

A train whistle sounded on the platform of Charing Cross Station.

Jack the Ripper quickly jumped onto the moving train and lurked inside.

"Bang-bang!"

The train was already moving, and Xiaolan was able to barely keep up with the train despite her full athletic ability. Looking back, she looked at the people behind her and hesitated for a moment.

Then, she saw a figure in a brown cloak galloping from behind, with a corgi in his arms?

I misjudged it, it should be Conan!

When passing by a few little ones running behind, the figure even straightened up and disguised itself as the collar of Hideki Morohoshi and Noah, dragged the two children and followed the moving train.

"Xiaolan, you go up first!"

Sherlock Vine shouted, and then threw Conan and Noah up.

"oh!"

Xiaolan always felt that this sentence was a bit familiar, but she followed him into the car without hesitation.

"Wait for us!"

"Xiaolan, wait for me!"

The few little ones are seriously lacking in physical strength. After all, they are just children. Their legs cannot sprint quickly and they cannot keep up with the train.

Although Sonoko has very long legs, she is wearing high heels and a formal skirt. In order to keep the hem of her skirt from leaking, she cannot run fast either.

So, after all four people got on the train, they could only watch the train run away.

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After getting on the bus, everyone walked from the last carriage to the front carriage, but they never found Jack the Ripper.

"Jack the Ripper obviously got into this car..."

Xiaolan looked at the passengers in the carriage, "But you can't find anyone else?"

"Maybe he's in disguise."

Fujino guessed: "Since he is a killer trained by Moriarty, disguise should be the most basic course."

"Um……"

Conan nodded slightly: "If it were Professor Moriarty, he would indeed do this."

But he suddenly remembered that his mother, Kudo Yukiko, did know the art of disguise.

But thinking of his mother, he couldn't help but recall the scene just now.

Damn, the psychological shadow has been left!

"Excuse me, are you looking for someone?"

At this time, a blond man in a red uniform noticed a few people and asked curiously.

"Jack the Ripper has slipped onto this train."

Conan shuddered, retracted his thoughts, looked at the conductor and said, "We and Holmes chased him to this train!"

"Nani?!"

"I'm afraid he has blended in with the passengers now."

Fujino glanced at the surprised conductor and said, "If possible, please call everyone to the last carriage of the train. We have a way to identify Jack the Ripper."

"I see!"

Seeing the conductor running hurriedly towards the back of the carriage, Xiaolan retracted her gaze, looked at Sherlock Vine, and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Holmes, what is the way to identify Jack the Ripper?"

"I think it's the fingers."

Conan explained: "It seems that Jack the Ripper has been wearing the ring that his mother gave him when she left him all these years. If this is the case, his fingers should be thinner."

After a pause, he continued: "Even if there is no one, it would be easier to call everyone to the car at the back and find him."

"So this is ah……"

Xiaolan nodded thoughtfully: "As expected of Mr. Holmes, I feel just like Mr. Fujino!"

"It seems that Fujino is also a very good detective..."

Sherlock Vine nodded slightly and did not hesitate to praise him.

Conan was a little sour: "..."

Obviously I am Holmes's disciple!

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Soon, the conductor summoned everyone to the back compartment.

Several people arrived at the last carriage, looked inside, and saw that the sofas in this luxurious carriage were filled with all kinds of passengers.

Fujino glanced around and fixed his gaze on the sofa on the right.

There sat a lady, wearing an elegant and decent dress, with her hands folded on her thighs, and the skin of her exposed wrists was white and smooth.

There was a hint of melancholy in her blue eyes, her long red hair was tied behind her head, golden ornaments hung from her ears, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a well-meaning woman with a lot of worries.

Looking at the decent woman in front of him, Fujino suddenly fell into deep thought: "Is this really Jack the Ripper?"

He thought about Miss Asai, then looked at Miss Ripper in front of him, and suddenly felt that Mr. Lu Xun was really not lying!

——The greatest art in the world is a man pretending to be a woman.

——If it were even grander, it would be good brothers disguised as women.

But if you think about it, did Lu Xun really say this?

Fujino thought for a while and felt that it didn't matter whether Mr. Lu Xun said it or not.

As long as many people think it was him who said it, then it is what he said.

All in all, this good-looking woman with a very ladylike temperament is Jack the Ripper in disguise!

"Um?"

Miss Jack the Ripper obviously didn't think Fujino had discovered her.

He tilted his head cutely, showing a puzzled look.

Fujino: "..."

Is this really a ladies' man?

Speechless for a moment, he couldn't help but glance down.

It was discovered that the scale of this women's clothing boss is not small.

It's really strange, where did these bulging things and that outfit come from?

Is it possible that it could have been ripped from the body of a truly virtuous woman after she was knocked unconscious?

It must be investigated carefully.

So, with curiosity.

Fujino walked forward slowly and glanced at Ms. Jack the Ripper with a serious expression.

Then he stretched out his hand and put it against Miss Jack's chest.

Something felt wrong, so I pinched it twice more.

How strange, why is this sense of touch completely different from Asai's?

It’s exactly like the real thing!

"Hey..."

Miss Ripper's face showed a warm blush.

Conan: "???"

Xiaolan: "??!"

Noah's Ark:"……?!"

Who is a serious person who pinches others when he comes up?

Forehead……

Why do you feel a little itchy?