Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 June 12, Thursday, evening, Mei Dai Restaurant.

After the restaurant opened, Mei Daizi finally had time. She curiously looked at the beauty agent and asked Yamazaki next to her, "Brother, why did she run here for us?"

　　Although the three Tharhan sisters were beside them, Yamazaki did not avoid them either. "Probably it was a new official who took office and came to say hello."

　　 Mei Daizi pondered: "But the officer of the Intelligence Bureau ran to us. What did we do to get entangled with them?"

　　 Yamazaki sighed: "It's a bit complicated, I won't be able to make it clear for a while."

　　 Mei Daizi smiled and said, "Then be simple and summarize."

Yamazaki thought: "To put it simply, an agent named Mark Williams of the Intelligence Bureau threatened Shi Feng’s security. I asked him to throw him into Africa. What’s more troublesome is that I don’t know when things will pass. , So you can’t let people go.”

　　 Mei Daizi slapped her lips and said, "It turns out that this is the case. Let him stay in Africa."

　　 Second sister Apolak asked curiously: "Otherwise, what do you think it is?"

　　 "Well, this one," Mei Daizi put her chin on and thought seriously, and then gave up, "I don't know, I haven't done much recently anyway."

　　 "I'm down." The third sister Melis couldn't laugh or cry.

　　 Elder Sister Delya smiled and changed the subject, "Okay, Apolaco, Meris, let's go to the kitchen."

　　 Yamazaki also smiled and said to Mei Daizi: "We are also working."

　　 "Yes." The three women responded. ...

　　 Front desk.

　　 Seeing the beautiful agent sitting down, Miko Miyamoto asked, "What do you want, water, juice, coffee, or wine?"

　　 "Do you mix drinks?"

　　 "Not that capable."

　　 "Then, give me a freshly squeezed juice."

　　 "Wait a minute."

　　 The juicer started, and there were exactly two glasses of juice, one for each person.

　　 "Thank you." The beauty agent took a sip.

　　At this time, a visitor came, and Miko Miyamoto asked the beautiful agent to wait.

　　 And this time, due to the constant flow of guests, I waited until half-time after 7:30 in the evening.

　　 "Alright, another glass of fresh juice?" Miko Miyamoto asked.

　　 "Okay, thank you." The beauty agent was helpless.

　　 The juice continued, and Miko Miyamoto put a fist-sized box on the table.

　　 Miko Miyamoto explained: "This is a jamming device, which can prevent you from recording secretly. I will not search you."

　　 The beauty agent was a little embarrassed, she really brought the recording equipment.

　　 Miko Miyamoto smiled and said, "If you want to ask anything, just say it, you only have 20 minutes to half an hour."

　　 "Why?" the beauty agent asked.

　　 "Intermission." Miko Miyamoto motioned to her to see the restaurant.

　　 "That's it." The beauty agent understood, "Then I will ask directly, is Mark Williams in Zayle?"

　　 "You should ask my son this question," Miko Miyamoto said with a smile, "You should be able to find his mobile phone number. Maybe you already have it. I would ask him to have a cup of coffee."

　　 The beauty agent didn’t believe it, "Don’t you know at all?"

　　 Miko Miyamoto said bluntly: "I just don't want to answer you."

　　 The beauty agent is very weak, "Then what question would you like to answer me?"

　　 Miko Miyamoto smiled and said, "Well, it depends on what you asked?"

　　The beauty agent frowned and thought, "Then, what is your ambition?"

"which aspect?"

　　 "What about?"

　　 "There are three main ambitions: personal, family, family, and career."

　　 "If you can, let's talk together."

　　 "Of course." Miko Miko drank a sip of juice. "As far as the family is concerned, I hope that my father will live forever and that my daughter will not get into trouble again, so that I can retire early and watch TV series with my husband at home."

　　 The beauty agent interjected: "Where is your son?"

　　 "I can't control him." Miko Miko sighed, "To be honest, we are only related by blood. Legally speaking, he is not my son."

　　The beauty agent frowned, "That's it, please continue."

　　 Miko Miyamoto smiled and said: "In my career, of course, I hope that the good mood consortium will always exist, but now I have laid the foundation for the tenth generation. Whatever comes later, it is really something later."

　　 "The tenth generation?" The beauty agent was puzzled.

　　 Miko Miyamoto explained: "The first life is thirty years, and the tenth is three hundred years. As long as there is no world-class disaster, the good mood consortium will always exist."

　　 The beauty agent was speechless, thinking why you didn't talk for a thousand years.

　　 Miko Miyamoto took a sip of a drink. “It’s no surprise. The Good Mood Consortium has companies that have existed for more than a few hundred years, and even family companies that have been around for more than a thousand years.”

　　 "Because of the relationship between the inheritance tax and business failure, the size of the Good Mood Consortium may become smaller and smaller, but as long as there is no chaos, there are many land and real estate, and there is no problem for three hundred years."

While the beautiful agent felt that Miko Miyamoto was justified, she also suddenly felt a lot of pressure. She just kept her mouth shut for three hundred years. After three hundred years, she will definitely be gone. Whether her offspring will exist is very important. Hard to say.

　　 Miko Miyamoto touched her chin, "Family, that's not my responsibility. I hope that the family will stay as a hermit. Anyway, five hundred years are almost gone, and it is not bad to come for another five hundred years."

　　 A deep sense of powerlessness surged in the beauty agent's heart. From a conventional level, she had no room for confrontation at all, even if the upper level of the Intelligence Bureau came, it was useless.

　　 It is no wonder that this task will eventually fall into the hands of her novice. It turned out to be a cutscene, without expecting anything at all.

　　 Miko Miyamoto continued, "Personally, I will probably live forever."

　　 "Huh?" The beauty agent was surprised.

　　 Miko Miyamoto smiled and said, “Don’t be surprised, the human singularity that scientists say already exists, but it’s not mature yet.”

　　 "When a person lives, what lives is just a consciousness, that is, a brain. Therefore, the body does not need to be, as long as a head is enough."

　　 "The existence of the brain involves two aspects of supplying energy and expelling metabolites, but it actually achieves this goal through the flow of blood."

　　 "The heart is just a pressure pump that delivers blood. The artificial heart technology already exists. A heart made from a nuclear battery can exist for a long time."

　　 "Artificial blood is available now, it is cleaner and more nutritious, just like formula milk powder, it can artificially increase various nutrients."

　　 "Indeed, the cost of transfusion of artificial blood 24 hours a day is very high, maybe 10 million US dollars a day."

　　 "As far as you are concerned, a hundred years' salary is not enough, but it is nothing to me."

　　 The beautiful agent is so depressed, is this showing off wealth? This is definitely it.

　　 Miko Miyamoto continued to laugh and said: "Human-machine interface technology and induction control technology can guide the brain's thinking will. With current technology, it is no problem to operate the mouse through the induction button to use the computer."

　　 "In modern times, a computer can connect to everything. You can have a computer and stay at home 24 hours a day without feeling bored."

　　 "In addition, exoskeleton armor technology and robotics technology can make a pair of reinforced iron bones. The current technology can already create a humanoid robot. Although it is inconvenient to move, it is still possible to take a walk."

　　 "Also, if you use the cocoon game device, you can live in the cocoon game, which is equivalent to traveling to another dimension."

　　 "For the people on the outside, it is illusory, but for the people inside, it is real."

　　 "Instead of being an ordinary person outside, it is better to be a **** inside."

　　 "I can create many game worlds, and I can rule them until my consortium collapses and cannot provide logistical services."

　　 "Three hundred years, are you sure you are not dreaming and talking in your dreams?" The beauty agent curled her lips. She already understood the meaning of the foundation of the tenth generation, which means that she can live for three hundred years, at least.

　　 Miko Miyamoto smiled and said, "If you don't believe it, I can't help it."

　　 "Whether you admit it or not, the wealth I possess and the technology possessed by my consortium have allowed me to overcome the singularity."

　　 "But it just survives a brain. This is not what I want, and I will not do that kind of transformation."

　　 "With current medicine, I think I will live another sixty years without any problems."

　　 "Sixty years later, the technology that crosses the singularity should be much more mature than it is now, but it may still be a laboratory product, and the cost is too high to be commercialized."

　　 "But for me, this is not a problem. The laboratory is mine. I believe I can become a person who crosses the singularity and enters the realm of longevity."

　　 The beauty agent looked at Miko Miyamoto's confident look, and suddenly felt very upset, because she probably didn't have the capital.

　　 Miko Miyamoto saw it, "You speak Japanese well. If you have the opportunity, come and work for me. I cannot guarantee that you will cross the singularity, but I promise that you can cross the singularity for your offspring."

　　 The beauty agent stopped and said: "Stop it, this is too far off the subject."

　　 Miko Miyamoto said with a laugh: "I'm telling you my ambitions by saying this."

　　 "Don't use that kind of worldly heart to try to figure out what I am thinking. I don't care about the power and interests of these things."

　　 "I am not interested in knowing your activities, I just want to live a quiet life, waiting for the day when the singularity is crossed."

　　 "I will not provoke anyone, and please do not provoke me."

　　 The beauty agent disdainfully said: "What about Mr. Mark? Are you the first to cause trouble?"

　　 Miko Miyamoto laughed and said: "Mizumi once came to investigate the good mood investment group at that time, and the cause of everything started from that time."

　　 "If you don't know about this, I advise you to go back and check the information. If you can't see it, it just means that you are not level enough."

　　 "Don't tell me about cause and effect, I don't believe in Buddha." The beauty agent is in a bad mood, she really doesn't know these things.

　　 Miko Miyamoto nodded and said: "I don't believe in either~www.readwn.com~ I don't believe in any gods. If they really exist, then there will be no suffering in the world."

　　The beauty agent frowned and said, "That's just a test of God."

　　 Miko Miyamoto shook his head, "Don't talk about God's test, use every human life as a test. Even if such a **** exists, it is only an evil god, and you don't believe it."

　　The beauty agent became angry, "Enough, don't blaspheme."

　　 Miko Miyamoto joked: "Oh, do you discriminate against the unbelievers, then I think I can complain to you?"

　　 "Ha, do what you want." The beauty agent stood up annoyed.

　　 "Want to go? Then please settle the bill first." Miko Miyamoto handed over the bill.

　　 Two cups of freshly squeezed fruit juice, 54,000 yen, of which 4,000 yen is the consumption tax, followed by the ingredients and unit price of the juice, and the price of various fruits.

　　 The beauty agent is completely out of anger. If you go to a five-star hotel for a buffet, sometimes it doesn’t cost four thousand yen.

　　 "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

　　 "Did you not see when I squeezed the fruit?"

　　 "I saw it, but I don't know these fruits are so expensive."

　　 "You can check the prices of these fruits on the Internet. I am already relatively cheaper here."

　　 "I mean, you didn't tell me."

　　 "I thought you knew it. I didn't know it when I saw it, but I didn't say it. You dare to drink it."

　　 "By the way, you drank it too."

　　 "So it's half, please see clearly, your intelligence work really needs to be strengthened."

　　 The beauty agent was speechless, so he could only pay the money obediently, pat the money on the table, and then took the bill.

　　 "Chenghui, please go slowly."

　　 "I will come again."

　　 "Waiting to come."......