I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

Just when Mingmei was in a daze, Dr. Ali, wearing a cooking apron, poked his head out of the kitchen.

"Ah? Did I just hear that Sera-kun is here?"?

Chapter 180 The smell in the living room

When the perspective changed, it was still in the living room of Kudo's house.

Serabel sat on the sofa, holding her cell phone and reading through the emails one by one. Yukiko leaned next to him to accompany him.

After browsing through all the file notes, the older girl suddenly gasped and hissed.

"There's something very strange, Bell, have you noticed it?"

"No, which one are you referring to?"

Serabel asked sideways.

Yukiko nodded with a hum, rubbed her cheek against his shoulder, leaned closer, raised her finger and pointed at the phone screen.

"I don't know if you noticed it, Bell. The documents you just read not only contain predictions of future appearances, but also look back on past appearances. And so far, the future appearance has only been completed ten years later. In the past, all the ones with looks ranging from 50 to [-] years old have been completed.”

"Oh, this is a bit strange."

Serabel considered it carefully, nodded in agreement.

"It's understandable to predict the appearance in the future, but looking back at the appearance in the past is really a bit weird. Generally speaking, normal people should still be able to take a picture ten years later."

He was actually thinking wrong here.

According to Serabel's logic, no matter how much a person dislikes taking photos, he will definitely take photos several times within ten years.

Maybe it's to update your ID photo, or maybe it's to take photos while traveling.

In this day and age, it’s really impossible to not travel even once in ten years.

It's not completely impossible, but there are definitely not many such people.

However, that was not what Yukiko wanted to express, and she shook her head quickly.

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant at all. What I mean is that most of these softwares have no commercial value when developed."

"Commercial value?"

Serabel's thoughts were stuck again.

After all, he has never done business before and doesn't really understand how a businessman thinks.

Fortunately, Yukiko was patient and patient: "This problem is actually very simple to understand. First of all, like the instrument we saw in the Twin Towers skyscraper last time, although it is very advanced and has high technological content, it is essentially the same as the one in the shopping mall. Photo stickers are of a nature, and you can think about who are the people who usually play with photo stickers?"

"Uh, student?"

Serabel's thoughts gradually opened up.

"Yes, they are students!"

Yukiko raised her index finger.

"Especially the photos that predict what they will look like ten years from now. Generally speaking, only children who are still in adolescence and have not yet fully grown up will expect what they will look like when they grow up. If they were replaced by an uncle or aunt who is 50 or [-] years old, he would think about himself. Do you have any expectations for what you will look like ten years from now?”

"Uh……"

Serabel looked at her and thought to herself that you seemed to be the most excited to take photos at the Twin Towers skyscraper.

Yukiko paused for a moment, patted her chest and said plausibly: "Sister, I have good looks! Reverse growth! Goddess of immortality!"

彳亍~

Serabel had nothing to do with her, so she could only obey.

"It does sound a bit wrong."

"Right, right?"

Yukiko stretched out her upper body to take the water glass from the coffee table to replenish water, took a sip to moisten her throat and continued.

"Secondly, not to mention uncles and aunts, even teenage students will not have expectations for how they will look in 20 or even 30 years. After all, what they want to see is themselves in their prime in their twenties, and It’s not me who became a social beast after entering society and was forced to be violent 996 times every day.”

"As for another point, Bell, you said that it is impossible for a normal person not to take a photo for ten years. Looking back on the appearance in the past has no meaning at all."

"To sum up, the development of the above-mentioned software has no commercial value except for what it will look like ten years later. At least if it is a normal consortium company, it is impossible to provide funds for these projects."

"But funding for R&D projects is necessary..."

Yukiko put her index finger on the corner of her mouth and thought seriously.

"According to what you said, Bell, at present, the only one that may secretly provide funds to support research and development for Yuan Jiaming is the dark organization. But I am a little curious about what the purpose of that organization is to provide funds to develop such a thing?"

Sera Bell stared at the phone screen: "If you think about it from the most intuitive perspective, they probably want to use this invention to get the appearance of everyone at every age using just one photo."

"Then it shouldn't be..."

Yukiko covered her mouth as soon as she finished speaking.

Serabel shook his head: "Probably not. According to Haiyuan, so far the organization has only used that medicine as a universal poison, and these software cannot be developed overnight. I am afraid that it has been updated before. We have already started research and development projects before.”

"Hey, if it doesn't work, I'll ask Sharon..."

Puzzled, Yukiko decisively chose to open up.

"Forget it, she is a classic opponent of not fighting against the wind."

Serabel placed the five fingers of her right hand lightly and exerted some force, causing an older girl to subconsciously let out a cry.

The afterglow of what had just happened had not completely subsided yet she was stimulated by something new, and Yukiko's eyes immediately turned a little aqua.

Once the feeling came, she would obey her body's instinct and sit up again, planning to start a new round of fighting.

However, at this moment, a clear and sweet doorbell sounded from the entrance.

jingle!

"Well, who is it..."

The good thing was interrupted, Yukiko's cheeks puffed up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In fact, there was no need to think about who was outside the door. She didn't order newspapers or milk, and she could count all the people she knew in Miwa Town on one hand.

So no surprise——

The door opened, and it was indeed the fat Dr. Ali who appeared outside. He was very happy to see that the person who opened the door was Serabel.

"Oh, it is indeed Sera-kun. I was a little unbelievable when she told me about it, but I didn't expect it to be...eh? Why does there seem to be a smell in the living room?"

After a little exploration from outside the door into the entrance hall, Dr. Ali sniffed as if he smelled a strange smell.

Yukiko, who was still sitting on the sofa, smiled awkwardly and hid the running lubricant and the remaining small umbrella behind the pillow when she was not paying attention.

"Well, it's been hot lately, and I haven't had ventilation for a long time. It's normal to have a bit of a smell..."

"Oh, so that's what it is."

Dr. Ali, who has been a bachelor all his life and has no bad habits, naturally believed it unswervingly.

Then he turned back to Serabel.

"Oh, yes, that's right. Regarding the issue of equipment portability that you mentioned last time, Serra-kun, I thought about it again after I went back, and finally made this based on the daily usage habits of the British."

Ok?

Serabel had a question mark above her head, and he saw Dr. Ali slowly taking out a... cane from behind?

Then Dr. Ali grabbed the stick and slammed it on the ground. The stick part immediately detached a long section, and pulled out a straight sword with a cold light from the handle.

This is a staff sword!

Serabel opened her eyes wide and was shocked.

Stop, what are you, Urahara Kisuke? ?

Chapter 181 Mrs. Suzuki is here~

According to Serabel's original plan, he originally planned to stay with Yukiko at Kudo's house until almost evening before going back.

However, this plan was forced to end prematurely with the appearance of Dr. A Li.

After all, Yukiko's statement on the surface was that there were matters related to the winery to be discussed. Now that they were all done, it felt a bit strange to continue to stay.

But that's okay, Yukiko had enough fun in those two hours in the morning, and she was on the verge of losing her mind several times during the whole process.

If it continues in the afternoon, she might not really be able to go to the toilet tomorrow.

And because I was so engrossed in the morning, there was no fireworks in Kudo's house until almost lunch time, and I didn't even order takeout.

And it happened that A Li’s house next door had already prepared lunch, so——

Of course I have to go to Dr. A Li’s house to have dinner!

So a quarter of an hour later, in the living room of Agasa House, five people, including Serabel and Yukiko, sat in a circle around the dining table. Food was already placed on the table, and everyone clasped their hands together.

"I'm starting~"*5

Serabel prayed without sincerity, then picked up the chopsticks with one hand and took out the mobile phone with the other.

Yukiko glanced at this guy's movements and touched her knee under the table as a reminder.

"Does it make you suffer from indigestion while eating and playing with your mobile phone?"

"Yeah, I know, I'll just send you a message and I'll be there soon..."

Serabel didn't have the habit of playing with his phone while eating. He took out his phone just to send a message - to send all the Hara Garaki files that he and Yukiko had read in the morning to Conan.

The files are basically not big, each one is only a few hundred megabytes. After connecting to Dr. A Li's Gigabit broadband, they were all sent within 2 minutes.

Just when Serabel confirmed that the transmission progress bar was OK and was about to put away her phone, a clear and melodious default ringtone suddenly sounded.

Serabel put down the phone for a moment, then picked it up again and took a look. It was a call from Conan.

It was actually a video call.

Emmm~

After thinking for a moment, click to connect.

Then with a beep, the signal was connected and the screen jumped, and the face of a certain Death God student appeared on the screen.

The other person also seemed to be eating, and he should be in a detective agency in the background.

Although Serabel has never been inside the Maori Detective Agency, he still recognizes the large letters on the glass window directly behind the face in the camera lens.

In the picture, Conan still has food stuffed in his mouth, with bulging cheeks and half-moon eyes.

"What? It turns out it was really you who sent it."

ha?

Serabel didn't understand this logic at once.

"What do you mean, it was really sent from me. My chat account is sending you something. Could it be sent by someone else?"

Conan was unable to argue with this guy, so he simply pointed upward with his index finger.

"...Do you want to go back and look at the previous chat history?"

uh~

Serabel didn't really look through the records, but just recalled it a little bit.

To put it bluntly, the chat records between him and Conan are really not that many. If you add up the number of chats over such a long time, you can probably count them on both hands if you don't count the number of chats by items.

And every time, Conan would send a paragraph and then he would simply reply with one or two sentences.

Well, I have to admit that if a person who usually just responds to you with "um, oh, okay, okay" every time, or even simply replaces it with Arabic numerals one and period, suddenly one day sends you a lot of documents, Everyone would wonder if this guy's account had been hacked.

At the same time, in the picture, Conan also noticed that the scene behind Serabel on the other side of the phone seemed a bit familiar, and he couldn't help but turn his body and look left and right.

"Ah? You...are at the doctor's house now?"

"Yes."

Serabel answered immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yukiko from outside the camera came over with a rice bowl in hand, a smile on her beautiful and gentle face.