capitalist in famous detective

Chapter 205 The feasibility of independently manufacturing artificial intelligence

"Forget it, in fact, in a sense, it is not a bad thing that Noah's Ark was destroyed."

Until now, Bai Chuan could only comfort himself in this way.

Noah's self-destruction left behind not only ruins and devastation, but also the opportunity to build something new.

To put it another way, if we think of Noah's Ark as a car, then Noah is undoubtedly the real driver of this car. The entire car is built for him from the inside out.

Whether it is the seat height, slide rail spacing, steering wheel size, accelerator and brake position, everything is custom-made.

This also makes the second driver, Aso Honest, extremely awkward to use.

But the car itself is not broken, and the cost of modification is also very high, so Baichuan has been making do with it and trying to make people adapt to the car.

it's good now.

Noah, the first driver, returned and smashed the car to pieces based on the concept that if I don't have a good time, you can't have a good time either. Now there are no wheels, no steering wheel, and the brakes and accelerator are also broken.

The entire car couldn't move at all.

However, the engine is not broken, the gearbox is not broken, and even the chassis can be used after a few repairs.

As long as he makes the wheels himself, raises the steering wheel, and makes a casing, wouldn't the car be usable again?
"It seems I have to find two more cases with Conan." Bai Chuan murmured.

Now that he has decided to repair the artificial intelligence by himself, he still needs to stock up on more of his little pills. This is the only item that he can touch with no limit on the number of times among all the redeemable props.

If you want to make your own wheels and steering wheels, you must maintain at least level 12 computer skills. The initial estimate is that the production cycle is between [-] and [-] hours.

Therefore, he must prepare at least 4-5 bottles of pills, which requires at least 10 points of energy.

"Aso, please help me take a look at the next few days. I'll do it myself."

Bai Chuan smiled bitterly and pulled up the schedule from the computer.

"Tomorrow, Thursday, July 7th, we will discuss a new anime program with people from Nippon TV. The tentative plan is Kamen Rider Kuuga. There will be no Mori Kogoro and no other detectives. Except for one screenwriter, everyone else will be the original Characters that do not appear in the plot can be passed.”

"On Thursday, April 4, the day after tomorrow, I discussed with Mantendo Vice President Iwata Matsu to open an independent studio and produce the game "Kirby". This matter has nothing to do with Conan."

"The day after tomorrow is July 7th, so why is it still Thursday? I was invited by Administrator Matsumoto to attend the wedding banquet of Shiratori Sara and Harugetsu Kotaro. He probably wanted to thank me for helping his daughter get rid of a demon. Hiss - wait a minute , Shiratori Sara, is this the theatrical version again?”

Although neither of the married couple's names were familiar to him, he would never mistake the surname Shiratori.

"So this is the wedding that caused Sato to be seriously injured and Xiaolan to lose her memory? No, the wedding is not important, the important thing is before the wedding." Bai Chuan immediately made a plan in his mind.

Kyosuke Futo, a psychiatrist who committed murder, had three targets in total that he wanted to kill, namely Ichiro Shiba, Sawaharu Nara and Miwako Sato.

Sato was the last of his targets, and two policemen were killed before the wedding.

Isn’t this energy just coming?

Although he didn't know exactly how Officer Shiba was killed, he watched the entire process from the appearance to the death of Officer Narazawa, who had the same surname as him!

Moreover, Conan and his young detective team were across the street at that time, which fully satisfied the condition that the detective must be present when obtaining energy.

So as long as you move your hands and feet before Fuu To shoots, or find a way to help Narazawaji avoid some risks while shooting, won't you get the energy points?
Although the method was a little rough, after the case was over, Fuudo Kyosuke was bound to spend his whole life in prison, and there was no possibility of committing another crime.

“I remember that the order of the cases was Officer Narazawa, Officer Shiba, and Officer Sato.

The news reported the murder of Officer Narazawa the day after, and Officer Shiba was found dead in the underground parking lot that night.

Another day passed before the wedding of Officer Shiratori’s sister. "

Looking at it this way, time is quite tight, and he must start taking action tomorrow.

"Hey, Conan, do you have to go to school tomorrow?
What?No, tomorrow is not Thursday, because I have to participate in practical activities the day after tomorrow, so I have an early holiday?
Okay, okay, I get it, it’s nothing serious, we can just talk about it another time. "

After confirming Conan's movements tomorrow over the phone, Shirakawa took out the map and started marking it with the most original plan.

Conan will take time to call Ran tomorrow as Kudo Shinichi and meet the Young Detective Team.

With his temperament, he wouldn't go too far to make a phone call. After all, he had done it while standing downstairs at the Maori Detective Agency and making phone calls. He wouldn't go very far just for a little bit of safety.

Moreover, the young detective team has just left the doctor's house and is walking in the direction of Conan's house. Conan's house, isn't that the Mouri house?
Therefore, as long as Shirakawa searches along the route between the Mori Detective Agency and Dr. Agasa's house, it should not be difficult to find a pedestrian bridge with a phone booth standing next to it.

"Uncle Hu Cang, please come to the meeting with Rimai TV Station tomorrow.

What am I going to do?I have to solve something related to the future of the company. "

The next day, the weather was unfavorable, and the sparse raindrops had not stopped since early morning and continued intermittently throughout the morning.

Conan was in a phone booth less than one kilometer away from the Maori Detective Office, carefully dealing with Mao Lilan's questions one after another.

Especially when Mao Lilan mentioned when the two of them would go to the tropical paradise again, a certain detective's cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Doesn't he want to go to a tropical paradise?But for other people, their wallets would be hit once if they went there, but what about him?He almost died!

Using the omnipotent case as a reason, he finally managed to deal with Xiaolan. Primary school student Ke, who had just hung up the phone, bumped into three of his classmates, and these people seemed to be discussing how to get him to kneel down and sing conquest.

IQ crushed the three little ones, but before they could show off for a while, the black-faced man appeared from nowhere and reprimanded several people for running the yellow light.

CONAN: I'm having a really hard day!
"By the way, can you guess the occupation of the uncle in black?" Conan thought for a few seconds and decided to find some sense of superiority in the young detective team.

"It's hard to guess~" Ayumi touched her slightly swollen little head, "It's a bit like a teacher, but not very much."

"He's not a salesman, he didn't bring a wallet." Mitsuhiko added.

"It's not the uncle who sells eel rice anyway." Genta gave the only answer he could think of. "It's the police." Just when Conan was about to give the answer with a proud face, Bai Chuan's voice sounded. He pinched it and finally appeared at the right time.

"Why the police?" Ayumi was extremely confused.

"Do you think the little notebook in his hand looks familiar?" Following the direction of Shirakawa's finger, Mitsuhiko, one of the three little ones, quickly reacted, "It's a police manual. I've seen Officer Takagi and Officer Sato also have that little book. Books."

"It's really true!" The Young Detective Team has had many contacts with the police, so they naturally recognize the police manual.

Genta looked sideways at Conan, "I thought what kind of problems would you encounter? Is this the result?"

"I" Conan almost spit out blood.

This is not the reasoning he wanted at all!How can we assume that it is a police manual just because the cover is similar?
You must have seen the black-faced man open the manual sideways and start recording from left to right, so you must have judged that this is the habit of the Tokyo police!

How come things are completely different from what I imagined!

"Ah, the light is green, let's go quickly." Without waiting for Conan to explain further, Genta, who saw the green light, immediately led the team towards the opposite side of the road.

Baichuan waved to the Young Detective Team and walked slowly along the street on the left without crossing the street.

When he passed the phone booth, this stretch of road with not many people in it formed a no-man's land in a very short period of time. Fengdo, who was wearing a gray coat and a big gray umbrella, took advantage of this moment to walk to the phone booth and pretend to be Tsukuru looked like he was about to make a call, but in fact he secretly raised a pistol equipped with a silencer.

Officer Narazawaji also saw the pistol aimed directly at his heart, with a look of horror on his face.

Kyosuke Futo showed a strange smile. He is now a famous psychiatrist in Tokyo, but he cannot let what happened a few years ago ruin his finally stable life!
So these people who restarted the investigation must die!
"Be careful!" Shirakawa turned around at the right time and happened to see Fengdo Xiaohei raising his pistol, and immediately shouted a warning.

This sound was not to remind the police officer to find a way to escape. In the narrow environment of the phone booth, even if Jackie Chan was possessed, there was no way to avoid it.

He spoke mainly to remind Conan.

In the original plot, Conan heard the gunshots blocked by the silencer, and immediately prepared to go to check after seeing Officer Narazawa fall. It stands to reason that there is only a road between them, and he will be able to arrive soon. Crime scene.

But coincidentally, the green light just ended at this time, and there was also a large flow of traffic. Taking the pedestrian bridge took too much time, not only letting Fuudo Kyousuke escape, but also delayed the time for the police officer to give his last words.

This time, with Shirakawa's warning in advance, Conan immediately sensed something was wrong. He turned around halfway across the road and rushed towards the phone booth as hard as he could.

Bai Chuan also hypnotized two passers-by who were originally planning to stay away to move towards the phone booth.

hateful!

The sudden change made the expression on Futo's face look ferocious, and then he pulled the trigger regardless.

Conan found that he seemed to have no time to stop him and put his hand on his belt, and the nuclear football was shot out almost simultaneously with the sound of gunshots.

The powerful football knocked the gun out of Futo's hand, forcing him to run away through the trees.

"Don't even think about running away!" Conan yelled and immediately chased after him.

Shirakawa squatted down and checked Narazawaji's injuries.

Due to the meritorious performance of the nuclear bomb football, Officer Narazawa went from being shot several times and dying of ruptured internal organs to being shot one. Although the injury was not serious, it was not impossible to save him.

"Relax, the injury is not serious and I have already called an ambulance."

The police officer's bleeding volume was not small, and Baichuan did not dare to make any judgment. He could only try to make the injury as minor as possible, and then bandaged it with simple medical supplies that had been prepared long ago.

When Narazaharu heard Shirakawa's voice, his eyes suddenly became brighter for some reason, "You are Atsushi."

Hearing these words, Bai Chuan was stunned for several seconds before he realized what he was saying, Atsushi?Atsushi Narazawa?His father who only exists in the set?

So it’s not just a coincidence that the police officer’s surname is Narazawa?

"It's me. Don't worry, the wound has been treated simply. Just hold on, the ambulance is already on the way." Seeing Narazawaji's desolate attitude, Shirakawa quickly took his hand and tried to persuade him.

"The murderer who hurt you is already being chased, and we will never let him escape easily!"

"Brother Baichuan!" Just after saying this, Conan rushed back panting, "The guy who shot the gun had prepared a motorcycle in advance. I didn't bring a skateboard, so I lost him. Is Mr. Police Officer in good condition? ?”

It's about time.

Baichuan complained in his heart, but on his face he still wanted to save face for a certain guy who made a scene.

"Thanks to your kick this time, the murderer was obviously preparing to empty the magazine. If it hadn't been for your football, Officer Narazawa would really be dead now."

"Narazawa? Brother Shirakawa, I remember your last name." Conan, who has a superb memory, immediately recalled Shirakawa's last name, and could even directly remember someone's self-introduction when they first met.

But if you ask him what case happened yesterday, you probably won't get any answer.

"Conan, take Mitsuhiko and the others to put away the pistol used by the murderer first, and then protect everything in the phone booth. I believe the police will be able to use it soon."

Glancing at the pistol that fell to the ground, Bai Chuan ordered with some worry.

He knew that Feng Du was wearing gloves when he committed the crime, and there were basically no traces of the gun. However, if the pistol was confiscated, it would be much more difficult for Feng Du to commit subsequent crimes.

As a doctor, if you say you can get poison anytime, anywhere, that's it. How can you get guns anytime, anywhere?Professional killers have to wait two or three days to get a gun!
Naturally, Conan would not refuse Shirakawa's proposal, but before leaving, he still looked at Officer Narazawa with some reluctance, "The officer should have seen the murderer's face just now, right?"

He didn't ask this just because he was addicted to reasoning. Officer Narazawa's state had declined a bit. They had to leave some clues about the murderer!
Officer Narazawa, who was tortured by pain and could not speak, raised his trembling right hand and scratched his left chest, as if he wanted to express something, but no sound came out after opening his mouth several times.

Finally he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Almost at the same time, a whooshing sound sounded, and an ambulance quickly pulled out from the traffic and stopped on the side of the road with a beautiful flick.

(End of this chapter)