Chapter 772: Kill Him with One Shot? (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

Boom, boom, boom!

After knocking on the door, sporadic footsteps sounded, and soon the door of 221b Baker Street opened, and a blond woman wearing a simple Victorian petticoat came out.

"Hello Mrs. Hudson, I'm looking for Mr. Sherlock Holmes."

Conan said with a smile.

Based on his familiarity with Sherlock Holmes.

Holmes's personal life cannot be hidden from him at all, and he can perfectly serve as Holmes's butler.

Out of memory, he recognized the other person's identity at a glance.

"Both Holmes and Watson are at home."

The woman said:

"They were on a business trip to Dartmoor."

"Dartmoor?"

Conan was shocked:

“What day is today?”

"September 30th."

"The Hound of the Baskervilles Incident!"

Anyone who has read Sherlock Holmes knows about the Hound of the Baskervilles incident, and everyone present knows it clearly.

"So, Holmes and Watson have both left London?"

Mao Lilan, who has been forced to instill knowledge for a long time, worries:

“What would Jack the Ripper do without Sherlock Holmes?”

"Wait a minute, who are you?"

The woman looked at the people outside the door and was a little confused at first. When she saw Conan, the guard in her eyes suddenly dropped and she warmly invited:

"It turns out it's you. I heard that you helped Sherlock Holmes make great achievements two weeks ago. Come on in and sit down. I'll make you some hot milk tea."

"Um?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment and looked at Conan.

Conan was also a little confused about the situation, and it took him a long time to react:

"I see. Holmes's landlady, Mrs. Hudson, must have confused me with the Baker Street Squad!"

"The Baker Street Squad is made up of a group of street kids. Under the leadership of Wiggins, they helped Holmes solve many major cases!"

"That's the intelligence team!"

As we all know, behind every detective there is a silently dedicated intelligence team, more or less in number, but incomparable in importance.

If Holmes' intelligence team is the Baker Street Squad

So Conan's intelligence team is Dr. Agasa, and Sakaki's intelligence team is Kidd.

Walking through the corridor covered with patterned wallpaper, Mrs. Hudson led Sakaki and others to Holmes' study.

On the round desk made of palm wood, quill pens and thick books were neatly placed, and an extinguished kerosene lamp sat quietly on the corner of the table.

The experimental table next to it is filled with test tubes, magnifying glasses and other instruments, and rare carbon filament lamps are hung on the wall, which will only be lit when needed.

Although the light bulb had been invented by Goebbels in 1854, Edison had not yet improved the light bulb and had not established the General Electric Company at that time. Electric lights were expensive, and the main lighting method for ordinary people was kerosene lamps.

Even in 1883, when Edison promoted light bulbs to China, he was sued in court for infringement.

Until the end, Edison only obtained the patent for the 'carbon filament incandescent lamp', which was the light bulb he invented himself.

Edison was a great man, but his greatest contribution was to establish the relationship between generators and power generation systems, commercializing electric lights in a true sense, and allowing thousands of ordinary households to use electric lights.

Click!

Mrs. Hudson turned on the electric light on the wall, and the dark study suddenly became brighter. The yellow light shone in the room, bringing a sense of warmth.

"The milk tea is ready. Come and drink."

Sakaki picked up two cups of milk tea, took a sip first, and then handed it to his girlfriend. At this moment.

He suddenly saw Conan squatting on a chair with his legs crouched on the chair, his hands clasped against his lips, and he made a special pose for Sherlock Holmes.

"Oh, he looks like Sherlock Holmes!"

Mrs. Hudson smiled and handed over a cup of steaming milk tea.

“It’s really similar”

Staring at Conan, Mao Lilan pursed her lips.

"You guys take a rest first and I'll get some snacks."

With that, Mrs. Hudson closed the door and left.

After she goes far away

Sakaki Makoto, Hattori Heiji, Sawada Masaki, and Haibara Ai immediately started to move.

We don’t have much time. It takes at least 30 seconds to go from the study to the kitchen, including the time to prepare snacks and return.

3 minutes.

They have three minutes to search Sherlock Holmes's study for information about Jack the Ripper and London.

Presumably this is also one of the necessary conditions for passing the game.

In a puzzle game like this, no small clue can be missed.

The troops were divided into four groups, Sakaki Makoto and Sawada Masaki explored the room, Hattori Heiji and Haibara Ai looked through the documents on the table, Mao Lilan drank milk tea and watched Conan, no one was idle.

Time passed by minute by second, everyone moved very fast, and Haibara Ai even looked at hundreds of lines. The pages of the book turned with a loud sound, and he could finish reading a book in more than ten seconds, which shocked Hattori Heiji who was standing beside him.

"Look what I'm doing, hurry up and find information!"

"Ah yes!"

Hattori Heiji silently muttered something so cruel in his mind and quickly lowered his head to flip through the book.

Gala

Opening the desk drawer, Sakaki found a revolver, a Remington M1858!

Polished walnut handle, brass trigger guard, steel wheel base, long and narrow barrel like an eagle's beak, simple pattern, red and silver color scheme

It’s simply an antique!

Even Sakaki Makoto had never touched this antique revolver before, but had only heard of it.

In 1888, metal bullets were not yet introduced, so this Remington 1858 revolver still fired a single lead bullet ignited by black powder.

But.

The power of Remington M1858 should not be underestimated.

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44 caliber, after the gunpowder is ignited, the lead bullet will fly out of the barrel at a speed of 300 meters per second. The long-range accuracy is average, but it can kill instantly at close range.

Blowing a whistle, Sakaki Makoto happily took out the magazine and began to check this antique.

Noticing his movements, Conan couldn't help but ask:

"What do you want the gun for?"

"From a macro perspective, my carrying a gun is the same as your wearing a foot guard."

After confirming that the revolver was well maintained and had no defects, Makoto Sakaki put the Remington M1858 into his waist and took it away generously:

"We are all for catching criminals, what's wrong?"

"With this guy, I will definitely not let Jack the Ripper run away next time I meet him."

"But don't you need to catch Jack the Ripper to pass the game?"

Conan asked in confusion:

"If you shoot him dead, is it a failure or a success?"

"Let me answer this question."

Sawada Hiroki came out of the fireplace with a dusty face, coughed twice, and said:

"The goal of passing the game is to find the true identity of Jack the Ripper, regardless of life or death."

"Even if Mr. Makoto Sakaki shoots Jack the Ripper to death, you can still pass the game, but..."

"I'm afraid Jack the Ripper won't be caught that easily."