The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 539 The epitome of ugly neon society

He has always had a doubt about the structure of Conan's anesthesia needle.

He had captured anesthesia needles before.

That thing looks like it should be made of metal!

Maybe it's the same material as his batarangs?

Maybe the anesthesia needle in Mouri Kogoro's neck hasn't degraded yet?

Or maybe the early anesthesia needles were made of metal?

Fujino is brainstorming.

Conan watched silently on the side, and there was silence for a while.

Didn’t Dr. Ali say that this anesthesia needle is an environmentally friendly material that can be degraded?

Why was it detected by the metal detector?

"Maybe your metal detector is broken?"

Fujino walked over and took out his work permit from his pocket: "You should have tested Brother Maori's body. There are no metal objects. I am from the Metropolitan Police Department. If there are any problems, I can vouch for it."

"That's true...but..."

The security guard frowned in confusion and glanced at Fujino's work ID.

"But what?"

Fujino looked calm and stared into the other person's eyes: "We were invited here, and he is traveling with me. Is there any problem? I've been checked. What else? Do I have to strip off my clothes and show them?" Let me see, do you need me to talk to your supervisor?"

"no problem!"

The security guard panicked when he heard this and bowed quickly: "I'm very sorry for causing you trouble!"

Fujino showed no expression and silently took out the things he put into the security inspection machine and entered the venue.

"How abominable! You actually treat my famous detective Mouri Kogoro as a dangerous person!"

Mouri Kogoro snorted and complained: "Isn't it just a game conference? Why is it so strict?"

"Ha ha……"

Fujino laughed dryly.

Is this still strict?

If it were Huaxia, it is estimated that the Maori brother would not even be able to take trains, subways, planes, or even buses.

"There's nothing we can do about it."

Conan put his hands in his pockets and explained: "Since the preparation of this game, there have been commercial spies infiltrating here."

"Yes."

Mitsuhiko nodded: "After all, the emergence of Cocoon has suddenly changed the business landscape of the entire gaming industry."

"Oh, what is that!"

Yuantai moved closer to the window in the nearby corridor, looking at the empty game exhibition hall and the countless domes on the stage, and wondered.

"That should be the 'Cocoon', right?" Mitsuhiko said excitedly as he stepped forward.

"I really want to play too!"

"There's no way we can play."

Mitsuhiko shook his head helplessly: "Although we were invited to the launch party, we were not invited to participate in the game experience at all."

"Although I can't participate..."

Haiyuan Ai stepped forward to take a look, and with a rare expression of interest, she said with her hands behind her back: "However, all historical events can be experienced in the game, which is indeed a bit interesting."

"Indeed..."

Fujino glanced at it, and there was a trace of thought in his eyes: "If you can participate in the revolutionary events that changed the world... Although you can't reverse history, if you can experience the history personally, just think about it. It feels very exciting.”

"right!"

"It's almost like time travel."

Mitsuhiko and Genta nodded excitedly, their eyes full of anticipation. "As for it?"

Conan glanced at a few people speechlessly: "Even if it's true, it's just a game."

"Conan doesn't seem to be able to play video games."

"I haven't finished a single game yet."

"Hmm, I didn't expect Conan's hands to be so clumsy."

"You guys are really long-winded!"

Regarding Conan's behavior of saying that radish is sour when he can't eat it, a few little birds immediately chose to expose it. After being exposed, Conan's face turned red and he could only move forward on his own.

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By the time everyone arrived at the banquet hall, the place was already packed with people.

A variety of delicacies and famous wines were placed on the table in the branch banquet hall.

The surroundings were filled with decent-looking upper-class people in suits, ties, and formal dresses.

Mouri Kogoro immediately took out the food and famous wine, and started tasting them excitedly.

"Dad, you have to drive later!"

Xiaolan wore a blue dress and complained quietly towards Kogoro Mori.

"What does it matter?"

Mouri Kogoro picked up a glass of rum and drank it: "Just let Brother Fujino drive the car later!"

"Really, obviously a lot of high-level police officials came here!" Xiaolan sighed helplessly.

"These are all edible!"

Yuantai started to joke: "How lucky!"

"Yuan Tai is such a foodie!"

Ayumi laughed, looked back at the crowd at the banquet hall, and suddenly sounded a little lonely: "But the lucky ones...should be them, right?"

Everyone looked over and saw that not far away, many children were surrounding the staff to receive medals for participating in the game. Around them, there were many well-dressed and well-dressed adults.

Mitsuhiko sighed: "When I saw the badges they got, I knew without even thinking that they were the children selected to participate in the game."

"The grandson of the deputy police chief, the grandson of a financial tycoon, the son of a politician..."

Mouri Kogoro identified the identities of those people and said with emotion: "It seems that the two or three generations who are carrying the neon future are all here..."

"It is simply the epitome of the evil neon social hereditary system."

Hui Yuan Ai watched those people silently, took over the conversation, and said calmly with his hands behind his back: "With such a hereditary system, human beings always repeat the same mistakes that have been made in history."

"Yes, time and time again, every time they, the ugly hereditary profiteers, make mistakes, the people have to bear them."

Fujino also looked at those 'higher people' and said in a cold tone: "A few people squeeze the people and enjoy most of the resources, but are unwilling to use any of them to let the people survive. Because of this, this society with extremely developed productivity can There will be poverty, hunger and injustice..."

Hui Yuan Ai echoed: "What a stinking system, an ugly neon society."

"Haihara-san...what are you talking about?"

Ayumi looked at the two people whining and wailing, with a confused look on her face: "Why can't I understand a word?"

"You..."

Conan stepped forward helplessly and whispered: "You always say that I don't look like a child. How can I look like a child in what you said?"

"is it?"

After lowering his eyes and thinking for a moment, Hui Yuan Ai said seriously: "The children of politicians become politicians, and the children of bankers become bankers. If this continues, no matter how much time passes, Neon cannot change."

"If this is the case, there was a lot of talk about it in yesterday's news!"

A blush appeared on Hui Yuan Ai's white face. She stood on her toes like a little girl and put her hands cutely around her head in the shape of a full moon, showing a sweet smile.

(End of this chapter)