Chapter 577: Chapter 437 Detective Gathering Day?
Holmes helplessly adjusted his hat, feeling that his reputation had suffered unfairly, and it was utterly frustrating.
"Betty, the spider you’re thinking of isn’t the same as the one Holmes is talking about," Chen Ze rolled his eyes, wondering what Betty was thinking, to assume that Holmes wanted to engage in some cross-species play.
Could this be the earliest instance of gender not being an issue, age not being an issue, race also not being an issue?
"Eh? I’m sorry, sir, I apologize for the misunderstanding," Betty said, clearly embarrassed by the mix-up.
"It’s quite all right, my dear lady, but if possible, could you bring me a beer?" Holmes smiled and shook his head; after all, she meant well, so he didn’t particularly mind these things.
"It seems your companion was quite excited yesterday," Holmes glanced at Betty’s neck and noticed something with his keen observation skills. Combined with his reasoning, the waiter must be...
"In fact, it was Lindsay who got overly excited after drinking too much yesterday," Moriarty chuckled. He had been watching the scene unfold, and Lindsay’s tolerance to alcohol was surprisingly low.
After a few cocktails, she got terribly drunk and, hazy and unsteady, leaned on Betty’s shoulder, then nibbled on her a few times.
Holmes fell silent; he had observed the same thing but chose not to continue since Moriarty had spoken.
"Ah...," Betty unconsciously tightened her clothes, feeling as though she had no secrets in front of these two humans, a terrifying thought.
"Manager! Why didn’t you tell..." The door burst open, and there was Conan, in his school uniform, stepping in with an unhappy expression.
However, Conan quickly realized that aside from himself and Betty, there were other customers in the restaurant.
"...tell me." Conan immediately switched into child mode, putting on a petulant face.
Chen Ze wanted to laugh; Conan was really something, choosing to act like a child in front of Moriarty and Holmes. Didn’t he realize his poor acting wouldn’t fool these two characters?
"Ah, Conan, they are just here to eat at my restaurant. And how would I contact you?" Chen Ze emerged, amused by the situation.
"Eh?" Conan looked at Chen Ze, somewhat puzzled, having thought the manager would play along with his act, especially since Moriarty, in all black, looked like a distillery worker.
"Professor, great detective, wouldn’t you like to look at this child and give me a deduction?" Chen Ze looked at Conan playfully and asked.
"If that is what the manager requests, I naturally won’t refuse," Moriarty nodded. The boy’s poor performance was painfully obvious, and he could tell something was amiss at a glance.
"A child’s height, likes to play football, and seems to wear plain glasses to conceal his identity. Judging by his appearance, he must be from the Far East," Holmes took a puff of his cigarette, blowing out a smoke ring.
"Heh, old customer, in conflict with some other guests, the height is fake, isn’t it? Not really a child, but pretending to be one," Moriarty looked at Holmes and scoffed.
"Huh?" Conan felt a bit panicked inside, but if it weren’t for the amusement in Chen Ze’s eyes, he would have run away already. What’s the deal with these two guys?
"Not bad at all, truly worthy of..." Chen Ze clapped his hands. He couldn’t help but admit that seeing Conan and instantly coming to so many conclusions—and accurate ones at that—was quite impressive. These two were indeed formidable.
"No, please wait a moment, Mr. Manager," Conan stood up, his face full of interest. He felt his own deductive desires stirred up by these two people. freёwebnovel.com
Chen Ze shrugged his shoulders and stepped aside, also curious to see how Conan would deduce information about these two individuals.
"This gentleman, with the aquiline nose and the deerstalker hat, along with your attire, you must be an Englishman, right? And also a smoker, though not a heavy one, and strong and vigorous. You must have had a sandwich with jam for breakfast this morning," Conan said seriously as he looked at Holmes.
"And as for you, sir, you must also be English. Observing the relationship between the two of you, I would say you’re not friends, and judging by your age, you’ve likely had a career as a teacher—perhaps a university professor," Conan turned his gaze towards Moriarty, feeling that he was on to something after making these deductions.
"Quite an interesting conclusion. Are you also a detective?" Holmes asked with a smile, finding the young lad rather intriguing.
"I am Kudo Shinichi, a renowned detective." If this were an anime, that familiar Detective Conan theme music would be playing right about now.
"Kudo... Kudo Shinichi? I am Sherlock Holmes," Holmes replied with a smile, leaving Conan utterly dumbfounded.
"She... Sherlock?" Conan tugged at his ear, wondering if he had misheard.
"Tsk, another tedious detective," Moriarty muttered, showing his disdain for detectives.
"May I have your name... Are you Mr. Moriarty?" Conan inquired, his suspicions growing.
"Yes, and you’ve overlooked something. The jam on his face was put there on purpose, and he didn’t have a sandwich for breakfast," Moriarty said with a smile. Despite his dislike for detectives, he wouldn’t snub them; that’s the conduct of a gentleman.
"Hiss..." Conan took a sharp intake of breath. If that was the case... then it meant that these two truly were characters from ’The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.’
"It’s quite lively today." The door opened, and Chen Ze saw Zhu Guangming walk in, looking exhausted with dust all over his clothes, as if he’d been chased for hundreds of miles.
Chen Ze’s mouth twitched. What was happening? Could today be the legendary detective gathering day?
Seeing all three individuals turning their heads to look at Zhu Guangming, who appeared utterly baffled, Chen Ze sighed, shook his head, and went back to the kitchen. He decided not to keep on spectating. These detectives...
Let them play among themselves. After all, with three detectives and one villain, they have enough for a game of Werewolf. But now that he thought about it...
Chen Ze suddenly felt that it would be quite entertaining to have Moriarty, Holmes, and Conan play Werewolf together. What would the outcome be?
Chen Ze was very intrigued.