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Chapter 554: Lao Deng, take my anesthetic injection!

According to the suspect that Reito Hosou had told them about, after Conan learned about the circumstances of the Hound of the Baskervilles incident, he directly asked Baroque Vanzix whether he knew about it.

And this prosecutor, the God of Death, who was famous in the Old London Public Prosecutions Office, did not disappoint him.

Although Baroque Bangziks was dismissed from his post and placed under house arrest, he was only dismissed, not dead. He was well aware of the personnel changes within the judicial system and directly mentioned the names of those people.

First is the new prosecutor, an old man codenamed [Hao].

He does things by any means necessary, giving people the feeling that as long as the result is right, the process doesn't matter at all. Baroque Benziks has a very bad impression of him, but [Hao]'s attitude towards Benziks is more subtle.

Conan believes that the real name of this person code-named [Hao] should be Hao, but the other party concealed his last name for unknown reasons. The old London Tribunal was not as bizarre as the modern Tokyo Tribunal.

In this era, it is almost impossible to put a hood on your head, take a code name, and walk around the court with no hindrance while holding a coffee cup.

Next came the chief of police, Chief Yan Tu, whose name was unknown and did not sound like a native of Britain.

He is decisive in his work, very kind and tolerant to his subordinates, and always has a smile on his face. He is a middle-aged man who seems difficult to get along with, but is actually easy to talk to.

However, based on the presence of Officer Lestrade in Reito Hosou's ward at the time, Conan immediately concluded that this guy was one of Professor Moriarty's partners.

Next was the judge who was in charge of the trial of Jack the Ripper, his name was Yi Liu Wancai.

This guy has a big beard and a weird appearance. As for his personality... Conan doesn't know, because he thinks his personality is not important. He only needs to know Ichiryu Mancai's appearance.

"In the courtroom, anyone can be replaced by Moriarty's people, except the presiding judge. Because without serious external interference, the presiding judge's power is supreme and cannot be interfered with."

Conan's eyes were fixed on the old man who got out of the car.

"I'm sorry, Judge Yi Liu, I'm not sure whether you are Moriarty's accomplice, but if you are unable to do the job, the bald old man who was in charge of the trial of the former High Judge of Old London will take over next."

"So... just take a nap. Everything will be over by the next day."

Tick, tick, tick.

Yi Liu Wancai got out of the car, his eye blocked by the red lens full of smiles. He was satisfied with this identity, very satisfied. As the presiding judge, he could almost make dictatorial decisions on the affairs of the court.

Moreover, he only needs to be responsible for this case, and only the preliminary hearing... What does this mean? It means that he can freely decide the final ruling of this case!

This is because Cocoon Game will not give game players the opportunity and time to file for a second trial, and because of the influence of previous events, the Queen of England will not be able to appear in court again to deprive the presiding judge of her rights!

"Haha, it seems that the winner has been determined——————"

Strange, why did everything in front of me become blurry?

Liu Wancai took two steps forward and everything he saw became blurry. In fact, he lost his sense of direction and was staggering, barely able to stand. Finally, his legs went soft and he fell to the ground.

The bailiff nearby was shocked and stepped forward to support Liu Wancai, asking about the old man's health.

However, Yi Liu Wancai's consciousness had already faded, which made it impossible for him to respond to the bailiff's questions. Due to the effect of the powerful anesthetic injection, he would not be able to wake up for at least one night.

Conan, hiding in the crowd, put away the sight of his watch, protected several innocent citizens in front of him, and left quietly without anyone noticing.

He has worked with Xiang Yuanguang for a long time, so he has also acquired some of Xiang Yuanguang's style in doing things.

In real life, one still has to consider the impact, but in this simulation game, Conan allows himself to lower the bottom line a little bit for the sake of winning the game.

Conan walked on his own path, and even though the road was dimly lit, he did not hesitate at all.

At present, the Jack the Ripper case has not been proven to be related to the Hound of the Baskervilles incident, so Baroque Vanzix does not need to avoid suspicion. Therefore, he only needs to let Howe take a night off...

The trial of this case can eliminate most of Moriarty's methods, thus ensuring a fair trial - he is now going to find the prosecutor [Hao].

There's not much to say, except "Lao Deng, take my anesthetic shot!"

You just sleep for one night, but thirty-five cocoon game players will lose their precious lives!

As he walked, Conan's hand stroked the belt around his waist.

The next moment, a football popped out from his belt, inflated instantly, and was stepped on by him.

zizi.

The red sneakers glowed with electric light, and the Death Student turned to look at the looming figure in the shadows.

"Jack the Ripper, you are indeed not a simple plot character, just like Professor Moriarty."

"But you shouldn't appear at this time, and you shouldn't appear in front of me."

"Famous criminals always get away with it, but this time... you won't be able to escape."

"Let me help you blend in among the vast list of criminals."

Nowadays, Conan's sneakers are not the low-power ones before, after the murder incident of Kaito Kid.

He deliberately asked Dr. Agasa to help strengthen the power limit of the shoes again.

If the previous football shot could only break the keel of Kaito Kidd's glider, forcing him to make an emergency landing.

Now, Conan is confident that he can make the Kaito Kid crash his plane before it takes off!

An inexplicable sense of oppression spread from the Death God Elementary School Student, his shadow under the street lamp...

There was also a faint reflection of the Grim Reaper holding a scythe, which was shocking.

It's like someone deliberately gave Conan's shadow a unique and special shape.

"Wait wait wait wait, I'm not Jack the Ripper!"

The girl's voice came from the shadows, and she leaned her head out, a little flustered.

"I'm here to help... How come your sneakers are brighter than the streetlights! Quickly let go, quickly let go!!"

I went to work today, but my eyes hurt, so I'm taking a day off.

I went to work today, my eyes hurt, so I'm taking a day off.

I went to work today, my eyes hurt, so I'm taking a day off.

Ying Ying Ying.

Chapter 555 Stop, Kudo Shinichi!

"…Why is it you? Where's Jack the Ripper? Never mind, he probably doesn't dare to come out anymore."

The Death Elementary School Student did not let go of the football. He placed his hand on the frame of his plain glasses and tapped it. Then the antenna that had been retracted on the frame rose again.

He glanced around, then bent down and turned off the amplification function of his sneakers.

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"It seems that this time it was that elusive Lawyer Naruhodō who asked you to come again, right?"

Conan's words did not arouse the girl's hostility. On the contrary, the girl walked out of the shadows with a smile.

She was the young magician that Conan and Huihara Ai saw when they arrived at the cafe near 221B Baker Street.

Although Conan always felt that Lawyer Naruhodō did not look like a good person and wanted to test him with an anesthetic needle, he did not have any ill feelings towards the magician girl who followed Lawyer Naruhodō.

Perhaps it was because he felt that the magic doll that the magician girl had once taken out looked very familiar?

"That's right, my father asked me to help. Mr. Death, are you going to see the prosecutor next?"

"Well, you may not know this, right? The new prosecutor is different from the new chief judge you knocked out. He hasn't done anything out of line so far. So, Dad said we can wait and see before making a decision."

"... [Dad]? You two are father and daughter? But doesn't that seem right considering their ages?"

Conan stared at Naruhodō Mikuni's face for a while, and then made a tentative conclusion.

Even if they are father and daughter, they can't be biological father and daughter. It is likely that she is an adopted daughter?

Otherwise, the weathered-looking lawyer Naruhodō would not have been an adult before this magician was born.

The Shinigami student's attention shifted from the other person's interpersonal relationships to the "new prosecutor" mentioned by the other person. He immediately seized on this word and asked.

"It sounds like you know the new prosecutor. And you also know the new presiding judge?"

"I've wanted to ask from the beginning. You and your daughter don't look like locals at all. Both your accent and appearance are more like people from China... Who are you? What's your purpose?"

As soon as this question came out, Naruhodō Mikuni finally turned his head and seemed to be thinking about it.

Conan's eyes fell on the other person's face. Having studied a little criminal psychology in Hawaii, he was able to use cold reading to judge the other person's psychological changes from his micro-expressions.

However, the young girl magician in front of him didn't seem to have any extra psychological changes. She seemed to be just thinking about whether to say the answer to the question - that's all.

"Well, whether it's the new chief judge, the new prosecutor, or the new lawyer, my father and I know them all. Even Professor Moriarty is an acquaintance to us... I guess."

When Naruhodō Mikuni mentioned the last name, he thought for a moment before giving the answer.

This subtle pause made Conan's mind once again full of speculations.

What does "probably" mean? If you know someone, you know him. If you don't know someone, you don't know him. How can there be such a statement?

Could it be that Professor Moriarty is their acquaintance, yet not their acquaintance?

The magician girl didn't care about Conan's mood changes. She just raised her hat and said with a smile.