Please make money.

London a hundred years ago naturally refers to Scotland Yard and Sherlock Holmes.

Dr. Agasa laughed: "You and your son are the same, but he can't play. The age requirement for the game is 18 years old and under."

Sonoko is 17 years old, Kudo is also 17 years old, and although Xiaolan looks like a good wife and mother, she is actually only 16 years old.

So it is Alia who is the oldest, an old aunt, and has passed the shelf life of 18 years old...

At this moment, the lights in the venue suddenly went out.

Uncle Maori muttered, "It's so dark, I can't see anything."

As soon as he turned around, he bumped into Thomas Sindra.

This strong female president, who was supposed to be watching her company's work on site, walked out in a hurry, saying sorry.

Perfunctory, very perfunctory, very anxious, I don't know what they are anxious about.

Uncle Maori watched her disappear in an instant and couldn't help but complain: "Really? Don't wander around in the dark!"

"Next, please enjoy this next-generation game console "Cocoon". "

"This cabin controls the five senses of human beings, whether it is touch, pain, or smell!"

"Huh? Is it really that powerful?" Xiaolan was surprised.

"It's fake, it's just a motion cabin. Once you take off the VR glasses, you'll be back to reality." Alia ruthlessly extinguished the fantasy.

"Yes, I have actually played the prototype. If you immerse yourself in the experience, it is quite novel." Sonoko nodded repeatedly.

It's not as great as it's hyped up to be. It's nothing more than creating a concept, blowing a big bubble, and then attracting investors to join.

"All the senses will put players in a world that is the same as reality."

"It stimulates the central nervous system through a micro-electric device in the helmet and is completely harmless to the body."

"Hmm?" Sonoko was puzzled: "Is there a helmet? Wasn't there only glasses before?"

A "cocoon" slowly lights up from the darkness of the stage with RGB lighting effects that enhance performance.

A fashionable model crawled into the "cocoon" and demonstrated to everyone how to wear the equipment.

Vest, gloves, a belt around the waist, walking sensors for both feet, and finally VR glasses and a special helmet.

Yuan Tai bit the hem of his clothes unwillingly: "Woo - just watching, so boring."

Mitsuhiko also nodded repeatedly in agreement: "That's right, the game is more fun to play in person, alas..."

Alia looked towards the other end of the dark conference room, in the direction where Thomas Sindra left.

So what are you going to do in this world?

……

……

Sindra walked in the quiet basement, looked at her watch, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Seven minutes left..."

At this time, outside the venue, two people were standing in front of the bronze statue and talking.

"It's a really nice bronze statue. I heard it's the most satisfying collection of Boss Sindorra."

"Oh, she moved here specially, it seems she really likes this thing."

"Indeed, it is rare to see such a fighting posture in such a bronze statue. It may be very similar to her."

"A strong woman?"

"Ha ha--"

At this moment, a football flew over and knocked the dagger off the bronze statue.

Hideki Moroboshi's face turned pale and he shrank his neck.

"Hideki, don't play football here!"

He thought he was going to be scolded, but he didn't expect that one of the two people talking was his father.

Facing his father, Hideki Moroboshi certainly didn't dare to get angry, and nodded respectfully: "Yes, father."

Takizawa Shinya saw that his father was also there, so he stuck out his tongue and said, "It seems that we played a little too much..."

Moroboshi Hideki put the dagger back on the bronze statue: "No way, they all look cheap."

Takizawa Jin was a little surprised: "No way? Isn't this the collection of that president?"

Moroboshi Hideki spread his hands and said, "How can you put valuable things in a place like this, especially a temporary exhibition?"

Takizawa Shinya suddenly realized: "That's true... Then let's continue playing!"

On the other side, Yusaku Kudo was being interviewed by reporters at the venue.

"Mr. Kudo, I heard that you and Mr. Kenmura, the development supervisor, have known each other for a long time?"

"Yes, Kenmura Tadaki, the person in charge of the development of Cocoon, is a good friend of mine from college. Through this work, we have been able to revisit our old friendship, and I am very happy."

Kudo Yusaku turned around and asked the staff, "Where is Mr. Kenmura now? For an interview like this, he should say a few words as well."

"Yes, I'll go find him right away." The staff member responded and turned and ran away.

Kudo Yusaku saw his son outside the crowd, who was looking at him quietly.

The father and son reunited after a long separation, but now they were surrounded by a group of reporters and could only communicate with their eye contact.

"Did you receive your mother's gift?"

"I got it, but I don't play games!"

"It's a detective game. I designed the plot myself. You can't do it, can you?"

"Ah, this suddenly seems interesting..."

……

……

Xindora walked through the long basement corridor and came to Jiancun's office.

There was silence all around. She looked around and pushed the door open and walked in.

Jiancun was sitting in front of the computer. When he heard the door open, he slowly turned his chair around and looked at Xindora who came in.

Sindra took a deep breath and went straight to the point.

"I have to get back to the meeting right away. How about you just get straight to the point?"

"Boss, is this how you discuss cooperation with others?"

"How much do you want to sell the data that Hiroki gave you to me?"

Jiancun looked at her coldly: "I don't intend to blackmail you, I just hope you can atone for your sins."

"you--"

"Hiroki knew that thing, your secret that could destroy the Thomas Group. That's why you put him under house arrest, right?"

"This is slander!"

"Whether it's slander or not, you know it yourself, but if you don't rely on Hiroki's help, the project will be even more impossible to complete, so you drive Hiroki to work hard and force him to complete the design of artificial intelligence as soon as possible..."

"Did Hiroki create artificial intelligence?!"

"I don't know. Who knows? Artificial intelligence is so vague, but Hongshu is real."

Jiancun looked at his screen and said, "Hiroki was under great mental pressure. He probably thought he would be killed by you soon, so he released those secrets through the phone line and then jumped directly from the top floor of the apartment."

"Why are you speaking for him? I'm the one who pays you, I'm the one who funds your project - I'll give you even greater support!"

"Because Hiroki is her child! Her only child!" Jiancun stared at him: "You have destroyed more than just a genius!"

"…Do you know Hiroki's mother?"

"Of course I know her! Who among my college classmates doesn't know her? She is a genius in information technology!"

"..."

"Hiroki inherited her talent, and he was the only trace of her left in this world, but you forced him to death!"

"You know, these statements can't convict me. These are just your guesses. Hiroki committed suicide. I'm not directly responsible!"

"Of course I do, so do you want to see this?"

Jiancun turned around and pressed the keyboard, and a batch of experimental project records that seemed to be related to medical technology appeared on the screen.

Xin Duo La's pupils suddenly shrank. How did the other party get those secret records? !

She originally thought that the other party only got the information of the "One Drop of Blood Test" project, but this...

"This is the information Hiroki gave me. I feel like this is the cry from Hiroki's spirit."

Sindora gritted her teeth and raised her hands: "Okay, you win, I will atone for my sins, I will make everything public, and I am willing to accept any sanctions, but Thomas Group is not just my company, there are also those shareholders and my family, I can't implicate them, because some of them we can't afford to offend, so you have to hand over this information to me, and I will bear the responsibility for oppressing Hongshu to suicide..."

Jiancun easily believed this cunning woman.

He turned around and typed quickly on the computer, packaging and downloading the information.

But he didn't see that Xindora revealed her ferocious face!

She took out a pair of antique playing gloves from her pocket, put them on silently, then pulled out a dagger and slowly approached him.

"You don't understand. You don't know what these things mean..."

As she said this, Jiancun turned around in shock.

But it was too late. Sindora, who had studied medicine in depth, easily stabbed the dagger into his vitals.

Seeing Jiancun fall to the ground, Xindora quickly took out a blank CD from the narrator and downloaded the information that Hongshu sent to him.

Then she pulled out the dagger that was stuck in Jiancun's body, took out a few tissues and wiped the dagger casually, then walked away.

It was only after she left that Jiancun woke up as if from a last hurrah.

He used up his last bit of strength and struggled to press three letters on the keyboard -

"J, T, R"

A moment later, Hiroki's voice suddenly rang out in the room through the speakers next to the monitor.

The voice seemed to come from another distant world, full of loneliness and helplessness.

"My name is "Noah's Ark"..."

After a while, the staff came to the office and knocked on the door.

"Director, Mr. Kudo wants to see you, and a reporter wants to interview you."

After hearing no response from the room for a long time, the staff had no choice but to push the door and go in.

But the situation before him made him involuntarily shout: "Director - what's wrong, Director?!"

"Quick! Call 120! Call the police! Call the police!"

……

……

When Sindra returned to the venue, the lights in the hall went dark again.

Uncle Maori stroked his chin and muttered to himself: "What's the trick this time?"

All I heard was the host turning on the stage lights, illuminating a corner of the stage.

"Next, please enjoy today's special guest, Ms. Okino Yoko! The performance for everyone!"

When Uncle Maori heard the name, he couldn't help but cheer.

"What? Yoko is here too? We have to rush to the front, hahaha!"

Just as he ran to the front, the Metropolitan Police Department, which received the report, also sent out elite personnel.

Well, since it was at the Rice Flower Stage, the people who came this time were not people Alia knew.

Instead, it was Inspector Megure, whom she knew but who had become a childhood memory, and his subordinates such as Chiba and Shiratori.

As soon as Inspector Megure got out of the car, he held up his hat and looked at the city hall in front of him: "This is really incredible, a murder happened in a place like this... Chiba, block all entrances and exits."

Chiba immediately did as he was told, while Shiratori walked over, looking a little worried.