Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

I am afraid that only he himself knows the reason for Amito's gaffe.

Irene Adler’s high-profile performance was suddenly suspended before the scheduled time, which made many young gentlemen who came here to see the beauty of the beauty.

At the same time, an exquisitely decorated horse-drawn carriage drove out from the back door of the theater and headed for the deep darkness.

At the end of their road is the famous King's Cross train station in London.

Although the people on the carriage have been cautious, the destination of this trip still exposed the identity of the owner of the carriage.

Anyone who knows a little about the London entertainment industry knows that Ms. Irene Adler plans to take a train to Yorkshire to meet her old friends after the performance.

Therefore, not long after the carriage left the theater, a small tail followed.

The carriage maintained an unhurried speed without any investigation, and drove slowly towards King's Cross Station.

When it was approaching its destination, the carriage suddenly slowed down and then stopped.

Because ahead of the road, another carriage is standing there. Above the tall horse, a young man with a handsome face was looking at this side indifferently.

Neither party spoke, just stalemate like this, and the surrounding atmosphere gradually became tense.

After a while, the door of Irene Adler's carriage opened, and a well-dressed man got out of the carriage.

In the gap between the opening of the door, one could vaguely see a lady wearing a gorgeous feather top hat sitting in the car, but she couldn't see her face clearly, and even her figure was vague.

"Long time no see, Professor Moriarty." Amurotou smiled at the man.

The person on the opposite carriage is Nobuhiro Asano, but Professor Moriarty has always been a person who knows how to manage expressions. Today, it seems that he is in a bad mood and only shows coldness.

In fact, Xinfan did not pretend to be indifferent. His chest is still aching, and there is really no way to hide the pain while smiling.

Xinfan put his pipe in his mouth and spit out a smoke ring that was quite a London gentleman, and then said, "It's been a long time since I saw you. I noticed that you seem to have changed partners. I mean...a lady, yes. ?"

Toru Amuro's gaze fell slightly backwards, but he quickly focused on Xinfan again, and he said frankly: "I have always had a companion around me. To be honest, I also regard you as my companion."

"Heh." Xinfan sneered, "I don't know what the good doctor's expression would be when he learned that I and him have the same status in your heart."

"How can you be the same? You are my friend, my opponent, and my old enemy."

Tou Amuro's expression was so serious that for a moment Shinfan couldn't even tell who he was talking to, Moriarty? Mezcal? Or... Zhu Fu Jingguang?

This kind of shaking God only lasted for a moment, and even the face-to-face Amuro Tou didn't notice it.

Xinfan retorted, "But he is your assistant detective."

"Not anymore."

"Oh, that's right, I heard that he is married, and he hasn't had time to say congratulations. How was the wedding?"

In the game, Dr. Watson played by Dr. A Li is married, but in reality he still doesn't know where his childhood sweetheart is.

very pitiful.

"Thanks to you, it's great." Amuro answered indifferently, and then asked, "When are you going to get married? I think your wedding must be bigger than his."

Xinfan tilted his head and pondered for a moment before repliing: "As a friend of the detective Sherlock Holmes, of course I can't be earlier than you, otherwise I won't be able to laugh at you for stepping into the grave of love."

"No wonder." Amuroto whispered, "No wonder you can stand in my way home so leisurely."

"This is not the way to Baker Street."

"I didn't say I'm going back to my Baker Street home." Amuroto shrugged, seeming to enjoy playing Holmes. "So what about you? Why are you staying here so late?"

Xinfan's sight floated through the Amuro into the carriage, but the door of the carriage was tightly closed, and the glass windows were also blocked by opaque curtains, making it impossible to see what's inside.

Xinfan didn't care, but instead asked, "Compared to me, shouldn't you care more about where Jack the Ripper is? Let's play a game, you can guess where he is."

"Charlie Cross Station." Amuro gave the answer without hesitation.

Xinfan's face changed slightly, but he still said calmly: "It's really surprising. Miss Adler's destination is Kings Cross Station. Why would I let the killer go to Charlie Cross Station?"

"That's because you thought I would let others pretend to be Miss Adler." As he said, Amuro turned and opened the carriage door. "I showed my face when I left the theater, just to tell you that I will follow this car myself. Carriage action. Others might think that Holmes must be in and out of Irene Adler, but you are different. The crime expert Professor Moriarty must be more convinced that this is Holmes’ smoke bomb."

Seeing Irene Adler walking out of the carriage, Xinfan's expression remained unchanged.

"So while you personally intercepted the wagon between me and the fake Irene, you sent Jack the Ripper to assassinate the real Irene. You probably thought Jack the Ripper had done it."

Hearing this, Xinfan pretended to helplessly spread his hands: "As expected, it is you, Sherlock. I am willing to bow down in this round. But even so, what have you won?

"Without you, Jack the Ripper would not reveal his identity even if he missed it. I still have countless opportunities to kill Miss Adler. But can you always protect her? I don't think Miss Adler is willing to be by you. Always protect, right?"

Tou Amuro nodded in agreement: "That's too right, so I said that you underestimated this era, and underestimated many people you despise. Take a good look~www.readwn.com~Those kids maybe Will bring you unexpected surprises."

After all, Tou Amuro didn't look at Xinfan again. He gently helped Irene Adler into the car, planning to ignore Professor Moriarty's threat and leave directly.

Professor Moriarty's entourage wanted to do more than his master prevented it.

Xinfan watched Amuro Toru calmly, his eyes indifferent. In contrast, his face hidden in the dim light was getting worse and worse.

It seems that the limit is almost reached.

Although he didn't know the reason, Xinfan could feel that the abnormal Albert had died. Tired by this change, the pain in his chest became more severe and spread from the heart to the limbs.

The skin all over his body was as if it was soaked in ice water in the twelfth winter of the winter, stiffly cold, but his cheeks were strangely hot.

Xinfan had never felt the passing of life as clearly as he did now, even in the suspended animation four years ago.

If this is false, the experience of "cocoon" is too real. If this is true, he...