books44 Chapter 250 London Cinema: A Tribute to You!
Chapter 250 London Cinema: A Tribute to You!
Chapter 250 London Film, a tribute to you!
"The world is going to be destroyed, and everyone will eventually die."
Genesis records:
The God said, “I will bring a flood upon the earth and destroy the world. Every living thing that has flesh and breath will die.”
Because I made them regret it.
A thick, pervasive gray fog engulfed the city, chasing its prey like hounds and dragging its inhabitants into a deathly silence.
Kuromon Haruya sat upright by the window of his private train compartment, his fingertips tracing the shape of his teacup. He turned to look at the silver-haired Ripper beside him, whose eyes gleamed with a halo of light.
"This is the story of Noah's Ark in the Bible."
"Of course I know, so what does this have to do with the 'Ark' organization?"
Noah's Ark leaned against the window, gazing at this man who was as complex and mysterious as a collection of puzzles.
“Of course there is.” Kuromon Haruya watched the two figures squeezing against the current with great interest. “The connection is… sign with me now to unlock more interesting content!”
Noah's Ark: ?
"If you want to draft a contract now, of course you can."
Noah's Ark agreed so readily that it was Kuromon Haruya who was caught off guard: "Ahem! Don't be so hasty. Signing a contract requires the right time."
Kuromon Haruya looked away, a hint of guilt in his eyes.
...Actually, he hadn't learned how to sign a contract yet, and he needed to go to Koizumi Akako's house for emergency tutoring after the game ended.
Speaking of Hongzi, how to repay that magic book containing "a thousand words of love poems created by a girl" is also a headache!
Noah's Ark remained silent, nodding perfunctorily: "Don't forget your promise to tell us 90% of the plan."
"Alright, alright." Kuromon Haruya sighed, rubbing his forehead in annoyance.
Why be curious if you don't understand your own plan outline?
"By the way, I'll leave Sherry's test to you. It's very simple..." Kuromon Haruya whispered in his ear, "If Sherry can't do it, then you can use that to eliminate her from the competition."
Noah's Ark wondered, "What if she really faced her fear and did it?"
"Hmm..." After a moment of contemplation, Kuromon Haruya tilted his head innocently, raised his index finger, and said as lightly as if he were ordering food from a menu: "That means this child is already a potential threat. It would be better to kill him with my own hands!"
"...as long as you break the future we agreed on."
"Don't worry~" Kuromon Haruya's lips curled up slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes. "This is a personal grudge. One thing at a time, and an eye for an eye, I understand that."
...Elena Miyano.
Recalling her, Kuromon Haruya pressed his five fingers heavily against his heart, a chilling aura gathering between his brows.
Seventeen years ago, he already paid a heavy price for his momentary leniency. If this troublesome daughter shows any threat, he might as well get rid of her after using her.
"It's all just a return gift to you, Elena."
...
As Shiho Miyano fled in panic, she suddenly felt a surge of... longing?
After a lot of running around, she and Conan finally managed to sneak onto the train, but they didn't see any other potential passengers until the train started moving.
In the desolate carriage, a stiff and broken atmosphere surrounded the two of them, pushing them further apart.
Conan grabbed Ai Haibara's arm and said sternly, "Haibara, the situation is different now. I hope you can calm down and not do anything rash."
Ai Haibara shook off his hand, her eyes burning with anger.
We were hoping he would apologize for his terrible attitude, but he remained as arrogant as ever! Even at the critical moment of life and death, he still clung to a completely indifferent compassion, wanting to leave the enemy a way out?!
Ai Haibara sneered: [Even the most naive person has their limits, right?!]
[This is a feud between my sister, Moriarty, and me. What do you know!]
"Huh? Have you considered that everyone will die if we fail?!"
[That's still better than you being all high and mighty!]
"Oh!"
Shiho Miyano slammed the door open, ignoring Conan, and headed straight for the front of the train.
"Hey! Haibara!" Conan followed closely behind, his heart filled with unease.
"..."
The carriage was in a mess, and in the dead silence, two figures moved forward at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.
Suitcases and documents were scattered all over the floor. Conan's gaze swept over them, guarding against any potential dangers.
The surging white mist lashed against the car windows, each slap creating a sharp friction against the vehicle. The floor beneath our feet undulated rhythmically, making the experience feel unlike that of riding a train.
Instead, it's like a boat traveling on land.
Given Ai Haibara's current state, there's not much to talk about. Instead of continuing their argument, they should each mind their own business.
After exiting the basic carriages, the private compartments were in a similar state, piled high with luggage, but empty of passengers. One carriage led to the next, and with each step deeper, the carriages became more luxurious, tidy, and also dimmer.
When they reached the third-to-last carriage, Shiho Miyano and Conan had to stop.
—Because Gin was leaning against the door at the end of the carriage.
Zheng!
The moment the blade scraped against the scabbard, a chilling killing intent descended from the top of his head! Neither Conan's anxiety nor Shiho Miyano's anger lasted more than a moment!
Shiho Miyano gasped, quickly drawing her pistol from her waist, trying to regain the courage she had when she shot Gin.
Even with a gun pointed at him, Gin showed no sign of wariness or displeasure, remaining utterly disdainful and contemptuous.
"Detectives who have survived by sheer luck, the professor admires your courage and has decided to give you another chance."
"Defeat me, Jack the Ripper, and you will have the honor of meeting the Professor; or turn around and look into the back of the carriage, where in some corner lies the beautiful woman sleeping with the bomb—Miss Irene Adler."
'Dad's right behind me!' Conan was startled and instinctively wanted to look back, but then he remembered Moriarty's masterful use of language from the beginning:
"Ha! Are you going to play these word games again, twisting the truth? Only a fool would believe what you say!"
Gin seemed to have known this all along, and continued without pausing: "The professor is willing to stake his reputation and ideals on this, and if he breaks this, he will never again be able to enjoy the pleasure of crime and confrontation with Holmes."
Conan:!
Conan was immediately speechless!
Given the professor's arrogant and conceited nature, if he makes such a promise, it must be true.
But the professor said he wanted to witness Holmes's expression when he lost his beloved. Holmes doesn't care about many people, so why is he now willingly giving up this pleasure?
Conan's pupils contracted as he realized the answer: "Mr. Mycroft is with you."
Gin glanced at him again upon hearing this, neither denying it nor giving a cold laugh.
Conan looked up at Shiho Miyano, who seemed on high alert, and asked, "Haibara, why don't you come with me?"
His answer was a firm shake of the head.
On one side are his comrades-in-arms, and on the other is his father, who might die in the game. It's an open conspiracy, and Shinichi Kudo has no choice.
"Take care, I'll be back soon!"
He could only grit his teeth and turn away.
After the bystanders left, the surrounding environment gradually quieted down, and the sounds other than the train's movement were amplified infinitely.
Cluck, cluck, cluck...
Following the sound, Shiho Miyano saw her own hands trembling like a leaf.
As they cowered and trembled, the gun parts clanged against each other.
She wanted to regain the courage she had when she protected her sister, but courage was not a constant ally for Shiho Miyano; fear had been her constant companion throughout her life.
The Ripper was like an immovable human-shaped target, neither attacking nor moving, but simply staring at her with disdain.
The more this happened, the more ashamed and indignant Shiho Miyano became!
Shiho Miyano gripped the gun handle tightly, her fingertips turning white from the force. Her heart pounded in her ears like a drum, and her breathing became rapid and labored.
Gin's figure gradually blurred in her eyes, replaced by the organization's dark past—cold laboratories, experimental materials laid out on the assembly line, the smell of blood and disinfectant mixed together, and crows bathing in pools of blood.
She wanted to pull the trigger to avenge her sister, but her fingers felt as if they were bound by invisible chains, and she couldn't move them no matter what she did.
'Why...why can't I do it?' she cried out in her heart, tears welling in her eyes, she squeezed them shut, 'Aaaaaah! Can't you just let me escape?!'
Thump thump thump! Thump thump thump!
The gun barrel stood upright, still warm against her forehead. Shiho Miyano looked up, and the bullet hole in the carriage ceiling looked like a smiling face^^.
Her former courage receded like the tide, leaving her in a state of utter chaos.
Seeing that all six bullets were gone, Gin picked up a dagger and walked toward Miss Fish, who was busy reloading ammunition on the chopping board.
Bang!Bang!
"Ugh, uh...!" With her groan choked in her throat, Shiho Miyano could only whimper as she backed away and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The shadow of death eventually fell upon her face, and in her shattered, azure pupils, a sharp blade drew a silver glint.
......
[Congratulations on unlocking the achievement: The only surviving player.]
Conan's hand, which was untying Yusaku Kudo's hands, suddenly trembled.
Yusaku Kudo opened his eyes, the echoes of the gunshots already gone: "It seems Haibara-san failed, which was probably within Moriarty's expectations."
Conan silently clenched his fists under his father's gentle gaze.
Hiss!
Yusaku Kudo tore off the cumbersome skirt of his evening gown piece by piece, raised his palm, and gently rubbed the top of Conan's head:
"Listen carefully, it's not your fault that things turned out this way; you've already done a great job."
Moriarty's role is far beyond the children's capabilities; even Black Gate and I found it challenging, let alone the layers of obstacles created by role-playing and information asymmetry!
Perhaps in this game, Noah's Ark never intended for us to win from the very beginning!
They had no intention of winning! Conan felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his head.
He asked blankly, "So what should we do next?"
"Next, I need you to make the most of your reasoning abilities while ensuring your own survival."
Yusaku Kudo twisted the torn strips of cloth into a rope and tied the time bomb he had just defused to his chest: "I will use the bomb to threaten the Ripper to die together with him. You take the opportunity to sneak over to Professor Moriarty, talk to him, and get as much information as possible from him!"
"How could that be!" Conan refused without even thinking. "If you're eliminated, you'll really die! I should be the one taking the risk!"
"Shinichi!"
Kudo Yusaku, unusually stern, rebuked, "I'm just an assistant. You are the final player, and your victory is the true victory! If you're out, more than fifty children will die forever!"
"But you..."
Do you remember your favorite quote from Sherlock Holmes?
For the public good, I am willing to accept death.
Yusaku Kudo: "Kuromon is like that, and so am I."
As a responsible adult, I will never allow myself to live on the shoulders of fifty lives, including my own children! This is my dignity!