Chapter 795 For Whom the Bell Tolls (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

In the quiet carriage, the passengers said nothing, and all looked at the red-haired woman sitting in the corner, accompanied by a noble.

They all heard Sakaki's words, and they didn't know why he targeted the red-haired woman, but...

Whoever has the gun is the boss.

The train conductor stood aside shivering and did not dare to say anything to persuade. In his eyes.

Sakaki clearly fell in love with her beauty and wanted to force her to do something embarrassing.

Robbers are either robbing wealth or robbing sex!

The red-haired woman lowered her eyes and nodded, her blue eyes unwavering, as if she hadn't heard Sakaki's voice.

"I'll do it!"

Mao Lilan took steps, planning to force Jack the Ripper to reveal his prototype.

"etc."

Sakaki held her, glanced at the restaurant, and said:

"Jack the Ripper possesses a murder weapon and is extremely dangerous. It is better to be cautious, and"

"Our enemy is not just Jack the Ripper."

"Um?"

Conan heard the implication of Sakaki's words and immediately became alert. Baron Abdullah had been involved first, and he also realized that this train was far from as simple as it seemed.

In the middle of the night, a train full of nobles left London and headed for the town of Dartmoor?

To know.

Sherlock Holmes is in Dartmoor!

When Professor Moriarty arranged for Jack the Ripper to go there, wouldn't he be throwing himself into a trap?

Or.

There is a deeper conspiracy.

Seeing Sakaki's unwillingness to let go of the beautiful woman, the conductor finally couldn't help but stand up:

"Sir, if you want money, you can make a request, but you can't ruin someone's life!"

"Have you ever thought about how deeply this would leave a deep shadow in her heart?"

"shadow?"

Sakaki Cheng had no reaction to the previous sentence, but when he heard the word shadow, he turned his head, looked at the train conductor, and sneered:

"When he planted a bomb and killed my companions, why didn't anyone care about whether I would leave a shadow?"

"Who, who is dead?!"

Conan was shocked, and then he realized that someone seemed to be missing around him:

"Where are Hattori and the others?!"

"."

"Speak!"

"Hattori and the others have left the game, and now there are only 6 of us left."

Sakaki took a puff of cigarette, his expression gradually became ferocious:

"So what about the game? God can't live if he touches me!"

Conan, Kidd, Mao Lilan and Sawada Hongshu looked at each other and fell into deep silence.

Suddenly they could understand Sakaki's mood.

He pursued him at all costs just to avenge Hattori.

Although Conan does not support this approach, .

He was also very angry.

"I never believe in such deceptive nonsense as repaying kindness with kindness. How can bystanders know the pain in the heart of the person involved?"

Sakaki scoffed:

"If you do something wrong, you should be punished, even me."

Hear this sentence.

The woman sitting in the corner finally raised her head and looked over indifferently:

"The professor is wrong. You and he are not the same person."

The voice is hoarse and dull, no different from a man's, but everyone's focus is not on the voice, but on

professor!

“The aesthetics pursued by the professor is that the punishers are not at fault because they are just and redress the injustices of the poor victims. Isn’t it wrong?”

The woman stood up, took off her gloves, and revealed her slender ring finger:

"But you think the Punisher is also at fault, which is wrong."

"But none of this matters anymore. The train will arrive at Dartmoor in one hour, where it will be."

"The professor has set up a tombstone for you."

"It's so humane."

Sakaki smiled slightly:

"I will thank Professor Moriarty in person, then carve his name on the tombstone and let his most proud students be buried together."

"Your ability to tell lies is even worse than that of Sherlock Holmes."

The woman tore off her skirt, revealing a suit of soft armor, wiped off the bright lipstick on her lips, and looked at her coldly:

"From the moment you step on the train, the outcome is already determined."

"This lady, no sir, you"

The train conductor stood there at a loss, looking left and right, his mind in a mess:

"Are you really Jack the Ripper?!"

"Hurry, catch him quickly!!!"

The three big and thick security guards did not move, but looked around in horror and huddled up:

"The train conductor."

"What are you doing? Arrest them quickly!"

"You should see the situation clearly before you speak."

The train conductor looked back, his heart thumped, and his legs became weak with fear.

The moment Jack the Ripper stood up

The nobles around them all took out their pistols, with strange smiles on their faces, and pointed their guns at Sakaki Cheng.

The conductor suddenly realized that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

The predator was never Sakaki Makoto, they were a group of sheep that strayed into the wolf's den!

There are more than twenty nobles, all of them are companions of Jack the Ripper. No wonder he is so confident and can easily blend into the crowd without being discovered.

"Mr. Sakaki, under the orders of Professor Moriarty, please cooperate with our mission and accompany us to Dartmoor."

The train under his feet was speeding on the rails, and the carriage was shaking slightly. Sakaki suddenly smiled, and he smiled happily.

"Conan, Kidd, have you seen that Professor Moriarty wants us to go to Dartmoor?"

Sakaki turned to Conan and the others and said:

"A villain is a villain, no matter how elegant he is, he cannot escape his identity as a criminal."

"But."

"His men are so stupid, especially Jack the Ripper, who is being manipulated by Professor Moriarty without even realizing it."

"Hey, hey, hey, what time has it been? Why are you still making sarcastic remarks?"

The conductor was sweating profusely and couldn't laugh or cry.

He just drove the train as usual. He should go home and hug his wife and children to sleep in the early morning, but he never expected.

He was actually involved in a gang vendetta!

Yes, in his opinion, Sakaki and the others seemed to be local gangsters in London, fighting against another group of forces.

"Speaking of which, it's my fault for this. I shouldn't have given Holmes's gun to Professor Moriarty."

Sakaki stood up and patted the train conductor on the shoulder:

"I'm sorry for putting you in danger for no reason. You see they have so many guns. We are obviously no match for them. It's better not to resist. Just squat down with your head in your hands."

With a slight exertion on his palm, the train conductor felt a pain in his shoulder. With his teeth grimacing, he seemed to understand what Sakaki meant and squatted down without hesitation.

"That's right"

Sakaki nodded with satisfaction, looked back at Conan and the others, held the revolver on the table, and slowly raised the muzzle in full view of everyone.

Aimed at his head.

"What are you going to do?!"

The noble standing next to Sakaki Cheng was startled and quickly scolded:

"Put the gun down!"

"Shhh"

Putting his fingers to his lips, Sakaki closed his eyes and whispered:

"Listen, the guns are ringing in the execution ground, Tosca is crying, the doves are flying, for whom does the bell toll?"