I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

The room is not big, but it is tidy.

On the left hand side of the entrance, there is a Victorian-style dressing table with some simple daily necessities.

There are many old photos and portraits on the walls of the room.

There is a small coffee table next to the fireplace with two armchairs on each side.

The armchair by the window can be said to be a special seat for Holmes.

In the corner by the window, there is a small desk with various bottles and jars, which are the chemical containers used by Holmes in daily experiments.

There is a violin next to the table. Holmes usually gets inspiration when he plays the violin while solving crimes.

This violin is a very famous Italian Stradivari violin, and Guangyou is not very clear about the details, just know that this violin is not as simple as it looks.

Seeing all this, Guangyou was also a little moved.

Just thinking about it in his head, his clothes changed.

With a deerstalker hat, cloak, and a pipe dangling from his mouth, the classic image of Sherlock Holmes appeared on Guangyou.

He walked to the armchair by the window and sat down, with his feet tucked on the chair, his body slightly curled up, and the fingertips of his hands were folded on his lips.

Guangyou closed his eyes and felt the atmosphere of Holmes in the novel in a special way.

After a while, Hudson knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Hudson pushed the door in, and when he saw Guangyou's movements, he exclaimed: "It's like Sherlock."

But she realized that something was wrong: "Sir, why does your clothes seem to be changed?"

"Mrs. Hudson, don't call me husband, just call me Jim."

Guangyou got up and explained with a smile, "I am a fan of Mr. Holmes, I wanted to ask him to do a case today."

"It doesn't matter if he is not there, I, a fan, also want to experience the feeling of Mr. solving the case."

Hudson suddenly smiled and said, "I put the milk tea on the coffee table, it's a bit hot, Jim, drink it slowly, I'll go down first."

Guangyou smiled and nodded.

After sitting in that armchair, he took a sip of milk tea.

The milk tea was hot, and the feeling from his lips made Guangyou once again lament the magic of this game.

Although it was a game, Guangyou could still taste the taste of milk tea.

The taste is mellow, the smell is strong, and it is quite delicious.

Good things should be tasted slowly, and Guangyou cannot do the thing that Zhu Bajie eats ginseng fruit.

Careful tasting is the truth.

The pipe was not lit, and there was not even tobacco in it.

Guangyou is just holding a pipe as a prop.

If there is no tobacco, holding a pipe is just an act of coercion.

Of course ordinary people don't take a pipe but don't smoke, but is Guangyou ordinary people?

Not!

He is in class 4.

Well, elementary school is...

Halfway through the milk tea, Hudson's voice faintly heard from downstairs, as if talking to a young girl.

After hearing the movement, Guangyou put down the cup, her legs were retracted on the chair again, and the tips of her fingers were put together on her lips.

After a while, the door was pushed open.

The brim of the deerstalker hat did not completely block Guangyou's sight, so the light from the corner of Guangyou's eyes could still see the situation at the door.

It's no surprise that Conan's group of people came in, plus the second-generation four-person group.

The children looked very happy, and when Conan saw Guangyou on the chair, he was slightly taken aback.

"you are?"

Conan's voice made the children turn their attention to Guangyou, who was shrinking in the chair.

"Didn't Holmes go out? Is this man?"

"Hey, shouldn't you come down?"

Conan squinted at the figure on the chair and said, "Guangyou, is this fun?"

Guangyou, who was seen through, was not angry either, put his foot down and said with a grin: "Why, can't it?"

"Conan, how do you know he is Guangyou?"

Yuanta looked at Guangyou, then at Conan, and asked suspiciously.

Conan shook his head helplessly and explained: "The milk tea is still steaming, which means it has just been poured."

"Before Mrs. Hudson said that Holmes and Watson were out. Combining the two with the previous point, it is not difficult to conclude that the person sitting in the chair should be a fan of Sherlock Holmes, perhaps he came to work with Holmes."

"Because Holmes did not come, so I sat in a chair to rest."

"I wear a deerstalker hat and a cloak in the room. Obviously this person does not want others to recognize him."

"Why is an ordinary person afraid that others will recognize him? This is obviously unusual."

"The most important point, his shoes haven't changed."

Conan pointed to Guangyou's shoes and said helplessly.

Of course, Guangyou did not change the shoes on purpose, after all, he didn't want to pretend to be Sherlock Holmes.

Hiroki didn't let him become Holmes either.

In this London, Holmes is an important figure.

Without the intervention of Noah's Ark, Holmes should help players find the message of Jack the Ripper.

According to Noah's Ark's arrangement, Holmes does not need to appear in this case.

If Guangyou acts arbitrarily, it will be a small thing without a plug-in, but a failure will be a big deal.

"Guang... Guangyou, why are you here?"

Bu Mei looked at the grown-up Guangyou, slightly uncomfortable.

"Oh, Noah's Ark just said that I will go in later, otherwise I am afraid that my handsomeness will affect the normal operation of the system."

Guangyou took off his deerstalker hat and smiled.

"Narcissism."

Xiao Ai whited her eyes, and said disgustedly, "Then you just go in with us, won't we be liberated?"

"Oh, no, Noah's Ark said that if I don't follow his instructions, he will count as a failure."

Guangyou looked helpless, he was right, at least half of it was true.

Yuantai walked around in the room and walked to the dressing table. He looked at the picture frame on it and said, "Look, this picture looks like someone!"

Ayumi said in surprise, "Even though he has hair, he can still recognize Dr. Akasa!"

Guangyou silently spread this sentence with authority.

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Dr. A Li outside touched the top of her bald head and sighed deeply, "I don't want it either."

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Kosuke got up and walked to the photo. He pointed to the man next to Dr. Aka’s version of Watson and said: “This game was made by the doctor and Shinichi Kudo and his father with the help of his father, so Holmes and Watson are both in the same way as they were. The template is made."

Playing Sherlock Holmes for a while in the game you participated in may also satisfy the small wish of a detective reasoning fan.

"Hey, do we have no time to spend here now?"

Zhuxing Xiushu frowned slightly, looking at the people who seemed to be traveling.

Guangyou took a deep look at him, and replied: "It's okay. Enjoying the game is a very important thing. Anyway, there is no time limit for this scene."

The Kyogen’s son, Kikugawa Kiyichiro asked, "But Zhuxing, what should we do?"

Zhuxing Xiushu sat on the sofa at the back and said, "The man with glasses must know."

Conan jumped out of his seat and said, "Since it is Holmes, I believe he must have collected information about Jack the Ripper. Let's find it together."

This time the second-generation four-person team also knows that it is not the time to brush their temper, if they can't pass the level, it will be cold.

Therefore, the group of four also decided to temporarily put aside their prejudices and look for clues together.