I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Chapter 299 Cross-epoch game, decadent system

The content of the invitation is very simple. A game conference will be held in the Mihua Municipal Building.

As the well-known detective Moori Kogoro now in society, the Moori family naturally received an invitation from the organizer.

"Cut, what kind of dinner I thought it was, it was just a game conference."

Uncle Maori looked at the invitation letter in his hand with disdain in his eyes.

He is already running four, and the appeal of games to him is minimal.

"Don't, uncle, I want to go!"

When Uncle Maori didn't want to go, Guangyou hurriedly begged.

The two looked at each other for a while. Uncle Maori frowned and thought for a while: "Okay, okay, it's really troublesome."

Guangyou is very excited, he is very interested in "Cocoon", the case is actually secondary.

"Goro is such a hard-mouthed person."

Guangyou accidentally told her what was in her heart.

Uncle Maori's veins violently violently clenched his fists, and Guangyou suddenly throbbed.

"Is Goro what you can call!"

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In a blink of an eye it was the night of the press conference.

Along the way, Guangyou's face was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

"I didn't expect you to be a game boy."

Xiao Ai looked at Guangyou and said.

Guangyou didn't deny it either, and nodded: "Yes, it's just that the games of this era are too far from my taste."

"Really, it's just a game conference. What are you doing in such a big show?"

Uncle Maori was puzzled.

However, if he knows that global game tournament prizes can reach 40 million US dollars in the future, it is estimated that Uncle Maori can faint on the spot.

"I heard that before the press conference, the spies of my colleagues had already started to act."

Conan’s news didn’t know where it came from, anyway, it’s useless for Guangyou to know that the spy came. Without the help of the artificial intelligence developed by Sawada Hiroki, they knew it would be useless.

In addition to games, Guangyou most admired is Sawada Hiroki, a true genius boy.

The young man just lacked Conan's halo of the same protagonist, and the final result was nothing but his wish.

To some extent, when he was only 10 years old, he was already a pioneer in creating an era.

It's just that Tian is jealous of talents, and the final result is regrettable.

Artificial intelligence, many scientists in previous lives tried to develop artificial intelligence without success.

The so-called artificial intelligence in the market and the artificial intelligence developed by Hongshu are different from adults and small ants.

However, after all, it is the world of Ke Xue, there is no comparison.

Yuan Taibu Mei also came with the Maori family.

"Do you know that because of the emergence of this "cocoon", it is said that the entire game world will undergo a major change."

Mitsuhiko turned his head and told several people the news he had gotten.

"Of course, this game is not a normal game, but it hasn't changed much for the poor players."

Koyo interrupted and said.

The TV station also reported on this press conference.

Therefore, people in Tokyo basically know this game conference that is said to be able to change the game.

Those who can come are naturally happy, and those who cannot come can only sigh.

The latter basically accounted for 99%. Those who can come here are either industry leaders, celebrities, or politicians.

The organizer, Sindora, also spent a lot of money, and it must have invited a lot of politicians, otherwise how could it take the municipal building to hold a game conference.

As he walked toward the venue, Genta saw fifty egg-shaped installations on the huge stage from the glass window beside the aisle.

"Wow, is that a'cocoon'?"

Children are always interested in these games, Yuanta sighed: "I really want to play Cocoon too."

"It's impossible. Although we can come to the party, we are not selected and cannot be the experiencer of the cocoon."

Mitsuhiko shook his head, looking helpless.

To say that he is not interested is a lie, but he recognizes the reality clearly.

"But to experience historical events personally, I feel very special."

Xiao Ai looked at the stage, and she, who was not very interested in games at ordinary times, suddenly became interested in the magical game promoted.

"It's just a game."

Conan is different from the others, he is not very interested.

Maybe it was Guangyou who was abused in the game, he didn't feel much about this "cocoon".

"Hey, when you experience it, you will know."

Guangyou shook his head without explaining too much.

This kind of thing, let Conan experience it by himself.

"I think it's because Conan is not good at games."

Stepme is not malicious and expounds a fact.

Yuan Tai half-squinted at Conan, and said amused: "Conan hasn't even cleared Space Dragon Quest yet."

"Unexpectedly, Conan's brain is so good, but his fingers are so inflexible."

As if to tell the truth, Conan blushed and gave a few people a glance: "I want you to take care of it."

The party venue is already full of people.

These so-called upper-class societies all have their own small circles, and the Maori family is gone.

For Guangyou, chatting is better than eating buffet.

The people here are upscale, and the buffet is of course not low.

But few people moved, they just occasionally took a glass of wine from the tray of the waiter passing by.

Since you can't play, let go of eating.

Yuantai implemented this very well, and the dishes on the table were reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As he ate, he said, "I'm so lucky to have such a delicious thing."

"Fortunately, those kids."

Looking in the direction that Bumei said, a large group of children over there are smiling and putting on their badges.

"They are receiving badges for participating in the game. They must be the kids selected to participate in the cocoon game today.

Mitsuhiko's tone was full of envy.

"Selection? These are all pre-determined. This is not a lucky or unlucky relationship."

Guangyou put his hands in his pockets, looked at the children in the distance, and smiled, "They are all children of rights holders. The so-called second generation and the third generation represent hope."

Uncle Maori was holding a wine glass in his hand, and tender faces flashed in front of him.

"The grandson of the deputy director of the Metropolitan Police Department, the grandson of a financial tycoon, the son of a ruling party politician... these children have no simple family."

Xiao Ai turned to her side and looked sadly at the scene in front of her: "It's like a condensed version of the ugly Japanese hereditary system."

She didn't avoid people.

"Along with this hereditary system, the history of human error will continue to repeat itself."

These words are obscure to innocent children like Bumei, but Bumei did not understand a word.

But Uncle Maori and Conan understand.

Uncle Maori glanced at Xiao Ai in astonishment, then turned his head and glanced at the "hope" that had come together, nodding in agreement.

Koyo said that he didn't have any feelings about it. How Japan has nothing to do with him.

Even if these so-called hopes ruin Japan, Kosuke will not sigh, and may applaud.

Those memories, even in another world, Guangyou will not forget.

For this country, Guangyou just likes certain people in this country.

Of course, he does not deny that many people are still very innocent.