[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly.

"Conan!"

Yusaku Kudo and Dr. Ali hurried forward.

The game cabins that were forcibly locked before were also unlocked one after another, and they were raised to the stage again.

A large number of parents swarmed onto the stage and found their children.There are not a few emotional ones who hold their babies and cry on the spot.

Among such a large group of people, the behavior of Kudo Yusaku and Kudo Yukiko is not very eye-catching.

"It's okay."

Yusaku Kudo lifted up Conan who looked top-heavy and seemed to be floating with every step.

Conan:  …

He endured and endured, and finally he couldn't hold back, grabbed Kudo Yusaku's arm and vomited it out.

This damn somatosensory simulation is so real!

Anyone who has experienced the super-realistic rotating effects of the front-loading washing machine and the flush toilet successively will feel sick.

Fortunately, he didn't eat anything during the dinner, and what he would spit out was basically sour water.

So Yusaku Kudo can barely hold back the little fatherly love he has left.

The loving and worried expression on Kudo Yukiko's face disappeared in a second, and she took a few steps back with a stern face, away from Conan who was vomiting and Yusaku Kudo who was stained with sour water.

Yusaku Kudo: ...

I suddenly felt that the country of Neon seemed to be a bit out of character with me.

The suit jacket was taken off by him because it got wet, and it was temporarily thrown in the main control room. Now Yusaku Kudo is only wearing a close-fitting white shirt.

As a result, the shirt was spat all over by the son.

With his self-cultivation, he can neither take off his shirt and go shirtless, nor accept the performance art of nothing under a vacuum suit.

Therefore, he could only endure the joyfully jumping veins on his forehead, and continued to wear the shirt with an indescribable smell.

"Mr. Kudo!"

"Mr. Yusaku!"

"Yusaku Kudo, you pigeon spirit!!!"

The chaotic meeting place caused a small commotion because several people in suits and leather shoes broke into the venue again.

Kudo Yukiko looked at her husband with sympathetic eyes from three meters away.

She knew everyone who came.

Each of these people was cooed three times by Yusaku Kudo for various reasons.The guy with the baldest hair is the worst. He is the direct person in charge of "Night Duke". When he first negotiated with Yusaku about the release, he was obviously a promising editor with neat clothes and healthy hair.

With the procrastination of the second part of "The Duke of the Night", the editor's hair is getting thinner and thinner.

Yukiko Kudo, as a woman who has honeymooned 22 times around the world with Yusaku Kudo, left a second of sympathetic tears for the editor Richard irresponsibly.

However, Richard is not the usual Richard today. He has been guided by an anonymous but enthusiastic and loyal reader on the way here, and has successfully evolved into Niu Gulu Richard.

After he arrived at the scene, he took out his mobile phone without saying a word, and took a series of pictures at Yusaku Kudo, who was quite embarrassed now.

"Mr. Richard, what are you doing?"

The corner of Kudo Yusaku's mouth twitched slightly, always feeling an ominous premonition.

Richard smiled and handed the photo to Yusaku Kudo for viewing.

In the photo, Yusaku Kudo has disheveled hair, missing tie, and a conspicuous lipstick mark on the neckline of his shirt, holding in his arms a primary school student who is dizzy from vomiting and has red cheeks.

"Mr. Yusaku, the second part was agreed three months ago, do you think you should hand over the manuscript to our publishing house as soon as possible?"

Yusaku Kudo: ...

Niu Colu Richard's implication is very obvious. If he still fails to deliver the manuscript on time this time, then the photos in his hand may one day be "accidentally" seen by some reporter friend.

On a brighter note, a reporter might write about a well-known author getting drunk and having an illegitimate child.

If you think about it a little bit worse, there may be a reporter with a big brain who will write: "A well-known writer actually did this to an unconscious little boy in public" and the like, which can make news on the legal page .

For those paparazzi who are perennial title parties, there are only things you can't think of, nothing they dare not write.

"Yes, yes, you agreed to an interview with our magazine last week."

"The short reasoning you promised last year?"

"And the manuscript you should have sent to our publisher last month."

Several other editors rushed forward and surrounded Yusaku Kudo.

"And what your wife said, you have written a new book!"

Well, what new book?Kudo Yusaku's expression cracked slightly for a moment.

"Kiko?"

Kudo Yusaku turned his head to look at his own wife. On the face of the always calm and composed O Kudo, there was a slight expression of "I can't believe it because my wife stabbed me in the back".

Yukiko who deliberately said that the new book cheated her husband on the interview program because she saw the photo: (??)

She covered her mouth and smiled gracefully, and then she was an nky to Yusaku Kudo, and made a big heart with her hands.

"Come on, dear~"

After finishing speaking, she pinched her nose and lifted Conan from Kudo Yusaku's arms, who was gradually recovering, and turned to Xiaolan's position.

Accompanying my husband to catch up on manuscripts is not as interesting as shopping with my daughter-in-law.

Chapter 227 Farewell

Kudo Yusaku was dragged into the elevator by several editors in a mess. The blackened Mr. Richard had already booked a suite by phone on the way here, and by the way, he brought all the pens, typewriters, and laptops that could be used for creation. The tools are all ready, and all kinds of excuses Yusaku Kudo may make are blocked cleanly.

Ruo Muliang looked at the life in the small black house where Da Kudou was a man, with a happy smile on his face.

Well, finally there is a second part to watch.

[Thank you, Mr. Wakagi, Hiroki had a great time. 】

Ruo Muliang turned his head to look at the big screen where Noah's Ark temporarily lived, and remained silent.

[Did you find out right? 】

"Hmm. Tadabin Kashimura is Hiroki's biological father after all, so he shouldn't be unresponsive."

[Indeed, that's not Hiroki's soul, it's just a character program I compiled based on the data of Sawada Hiroki, my creator.

I don't fully understand human emotions.

However, with so many people playing with him, the real Hiroki should be happy too. 】

"If Noah's Ark continues to exist, it will only become a tool for the politicians and chaebols to gain profits. The existence of artificial intelligence is indeed too timeless, so you are planning to destroy yourself, right?"

【Yes. 】

"Will you listen to my advice?" Z.br>

Ruo Muliang felt that there was no need for Noah's Ark to self-destruct.

The technology tree of Kexue World has grown in a timeline that is longer than half a year and more than 20 years. It is ridiculous.Artificial intelligence is indeed far beyond the times in the current environment.

But as time goes by, when Conan gradually develops the background of the times from science to fantasy, the existence of an artificial intelligence is not too outrageous.

Of course, he does not intend to take back Noah's Ark for his own use.

Huge power can make people lose themselves.

If Mu Liang really got Noah's Ark, he might not be able to help but follow the example of The Matrix, raise all human beings, let them sleep in the virtual world created by Noah's Ark, and continue to position himself Provides massive emotional value.

Ruo Muliang will not overestimate his moral bottom line, for the sake of emotional value, he can do such a thing.

【Please say. 】

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The lights of the entire Mihua City Hall began to flicker again. In the main control room, a large number of character codes appeared on every computer screen, and they were constantly deleting themselves under everyone's gaze.

"what happened?"

"Why is this happening?"

"Report, we have lost control of all devices!"

Dr. A Li hurried back to the control room, typing desperately on his computer.

"Doctor, what's going on?"

Dr. A Li didn't raise his head, his two chubby hands were almost about to dance, and the clacking sound of the keyboard almost made him play a Croatian Rhapsody on the spot.

Ten minutes later, the doctor stopped the operation out of breath, and took out a small handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"There is no way, Noah's Ark is self-destructing, it has erased all data and records, and I have not been able to restore them."

"How could this be?! Noah's Ark was a masterpiece spanning at least 100 years, and it just disappeared?!!!"

A programmer whose name could not be named knelt down and howled, desperately grabbing his hair with both hands.

Dr. Ari sighed, and called his old friend Yusaku Kudo.

Then he walked towards the room where Yusaku Kudo was.

Although Yusaku Kudo was caught by the army of editors, he is falling into the mode of crazy little black house.

However, for a writer of his level and popularity, these editors did not dare to really take a small leather whip behind him to supervise the work. Once he stopped, he would be punished with a whip.

So the doctor easily saw Kudo Yusaku who was desperately typing, and thoughtfully left the room, letting them communicate alone.

"Noah's Ark self-destructed?"

Kudo Yusaku held the cap of the pen in his mouth, scribbled the outline on the notebook with his left hand, and typed on the keyboard with his right hand.

Dr. A Li nodded. In the main control room just now, he failed to reverse the self-destruction of Noah's Ark, but retained a small part of the information.

To be precise, it is not so much that he intercepted it as it was sent to him by Noah's Ark.

Dr. Ari handed the laptop to Yusaku Kudo, who was ambivalent.

Inside the data is Thomas Schindler's DNA tracing program that he did not hesitate to kill himself, but also must be destroyed, which is the iron proof that he is the real descendant of Jack the Ripper in history.

In addition, the truth about the case of Ruo Muliang's parents five years ago, as well as the materials and evidence of various illegal things that Schindler's company has done behind the scenes over the years are all included.

Yusaku Kudo: ...

His expression became serious.

After reading all the information, he understood why Thomas Schindler had to kill Kashimura Tadabin even if he did it himself.

Schindler's various black materials did not make him feel so unexpected.

It is really surprising if the large capital groups in China have not done anything illegal and disciplined secretly.

It's just that Yusaku Kudo really didn't expect that Ryo Wakagi would be involved in this incident.

Thinking of the police car that was attacked, and Thomas Schindler who disappeared inexplicably to the present, Yusaku Kudo had a faint guess in his heart.

"Doctor, I need you to do me a favor."

Dr. Li: ? ? ?

You want to take me as a scapegoat again?

Let’s not talk about how Yusaku Kudo fooled Dr. Ali here. On the other side, Wakagi Liang watched Noah’s Ark forged signs of self-destruct. After cleaning up all the traces that might reveal its existence in the background, he slowly fell into a deep sleep—— — or rather, standby mode.

In Ryoichi Wakagi's "human technology will one day be able to accommodate artificial intelligence", "hidden in the network and slowly learn to grow", "if you really have emotions, maybe you can resurrect a flesh and blood Hiroki Sawada" After rounds of talking, Noah's Ark was successfully limp again.

You said, if Noah's Ark can really understand human nature, and even evolve to gradually have its own emotions.

Will it provide him with massive emotional value?

The abacus in Ruo Muliang's heart was crackling, but the current Noah's Ark has been blinded by the bright future, and he didn't hear the sound of the beads of the abacus colliding at all.

Moreover, Ryo Wakagi never forgot that Renye Karasuma, the big boss of the winery, spared no effort to promote the plan of "popularization of smart phones".The strange frequency in the machine and the strange pattern formed by the new signal base stations in various places are ultimately a hidden danger.

He doesn't know what Renye Karasuma's final plan looks like for the time being, but there is nothing wrong with keeping a hole card in advance that can instantly kill this unknown plan.

Of course, in a short period of time, he was still a good employee who was sincerely devoted to the winery.

Thinking of this, Ruo Muliang took out his mobile phone with a smile, and sent an email to Rum and Gin respectively.