Conan, I'm an actor

At the same time, a large number of prominent figures in society received invitations from Syndra to attend the press conference.

This included New Town and Pisco, and along with the invitation came two experience badges.

"Are you kidding me? I don't have any kids, why would I get this kind of experience badge?" Shinjo looked at the badge in his hand, speechless.

“Investigating your backgrounds might be taboo,” Karen said from the side. “Giving them directly to you and letting you decide who to give them to is the best option. Even if you don’t use them yourself, giving them to younger family members or people you need to win over is also a good choice.”

Shinjo stroked his chin. "That seems to make some sense, but who should we give this badge to?"

"Are you sure you want to do this? We're planning to turn the whole press conference upside down, with the game world being the worst affected. Are you sure you want to give these badges to those kids?" Karen's tone was extremely confused.

“No matter what happens, we will be the ultimate saviors, right?” Shinjo said with a smile. “In that case, there’s no harm in letting them participate in this adventure.”

"I thank you on their behalf!" Karen was also somewhat speechless. "Having an elder like you is neither a good thing nor a bad thing."

“But there are three of them, and they’re missing a badge. Can you get it?” Shinjo asked, stroking his chin.

“I do know who has it, but getting it would come at a high price,” Karen said, her voice tinged with difficulty.

"Then forget it, let them figure it out themselves." Shinjo started thinking about other things.

If I remember correctly, Hiroki's father, the programmer named Kenmura, would die before the press conference. Although he was a bit stubborn, he was a competent tool.

Just then, Yusuke Sakata walked over with an envelope. "This is for Ms. Karen. Since we couldn't find Ms. Karen's contact information, we had to mail it to the company and have them pass it on to her."

Shinjo looked at the Syndra Corporation logo printed on it, his lips twitched, and he poured out the contents of the envelope. Sure enough, it contained an invitation and a badge for participating in the game.

Three days later, Nanatsuki Koshimizu, Yusuke Sakata, and Masaaki Okakura appeared in the basement of the research lab.

"What is this?" Yusuke Sakata looked at the equipment in front of him, which resembled a nutrient tank, with a puzzled expression.

When Xincheng called him in the morning, he thought it was the company's team building event, so he dressed up specially before coming. But it turned out that everyone present was an acquaintance.

“The cabin in front of you is the equipment we’re going to test today, a new product from our company,” Karen said. “With the equipment in front of you, you can move stealthily in a virtual world, just like you’re living in the real world.”

"Is it a device similar to a VR headset?" Karen asked, frowning. "But VR headsets aren't that big, are they? Others just have a helmet. Won't ours be a bit inconvenient?"

"That stuff is garbage. Our product is far more advanced than that. We're preparing to transform into a high-tech company, and this thing in front of us is our first-generation product," Karen said proudly. "Have you heard of that Syndra company lately? Their 'Cocoon' is their competitor."

"What a joke! That's Syndra Corporation, the Syndra business empire, a legend in the industry. How can we possibly win against such a behemoth right off the bat?" Masaaki Okakura was the first to voice his objection.

Looking at the equipment in front of him, Yue Shui asked, "How do I use it?"

She knew Karen's AI identity. In her opinion, Karen and Shinjo were already at the pinnacle of human technology. The Syndra Corporation looked impressive, but technically they were no match for them.

"Put on the helmet and lie down inside. But it's not time yet. We need to wait for Syndra's press conference to start before we infiltrate their server."

"Infiltrate their server? What for?" Sakata Yusuke was a little confused.

“Of course it’s for playing games. That ‘Cocoon’ is a game console, and we’re confident we can make a machine that’s just as powerful as the ‘Cocoon’. But when it comes to games, we’re still complete novices,” Karen said somewhat impatiently. “I need you to experience their games and then write a report about your experience using the games, as well as suggestions for game development.”

She had mentioned the idea of ​​competing with Syndra to her son, Shinjo, but Shinjo expressed doubt about her game development abilities and told her to try making two games first.

She was initially quite resentful, but after creating two mini-games and uploading them to the gaming platform, she lost her temper. The few comments she received were all negative, with not a single one praising her.

Therefore, she decided to first study the other person's game and then borrow some of its techniques.

Meanwhile, at the Syndra company's press conference

"Hey guys in the Junior Detective Club, wanna play a game?" Shinjo asked from behind the three boys.

"I don't want to." Mitsuhiko looked at the Cocoon through the window. At this moment, all he could see was the game pod in front of him, and all other games were boring to him.

“It’s Uncle.” Yuan Tai looked at Xin Cheng with some confusion. “Uncle, what are you doing here?”

"Hello, Uncle." Ayumi greeted him very politely.

"The reason I'm here is, of course, because I was invited," Shinjo said with a smile. "So, I have a trial card for [Cocoon] in my hand. Now, do you want to play the game?"

"You're acting like a villain trying to lure a child with a lollipop," Conan said, appearing behind Shinjo with some displeasure. "What are you doing here?"

Chapter 218 The Press Conference Begins (Part 2)

“Of course I was invited.” Xincheng stroked his chin. “I’m a celebrity in the investment circle, you could say. Getting money from me is much easier than from those bankers.”

Conan's lips twitched. Only then did he realize that Shinjo owned a fairly large company.

"Could it be that the trial card is from [Cocoon]..." Mitsuhiko's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again.

"I want to play, I want to play!" Genta said immediately.

"I want to play too!" Ayumi's eyes were practically sparkling.

"Kid, what's wrong with you?" Shinjo asked Mitsuhiko with a smile. "Is it because you guessed that I only have one spot for the experience and you don't want to be separated from your friends?"

“Yeah, me, Genta, Ayumi, and Conan are all together. We’re all part of the Junior Detective League. It would be too cunning for someone to go play games alone,” Mitsuhiko said matter-of-factly.

Shinjo gave Mitsuhiko's head a good ruffled ruffle and said with a smile, "Kids should act like kids, not like little adults. That's not endearing. Besides, who told you I only have one spot?"

"Then you could have just said so from the beginning." Conan rolled his eyes.

Although Conan was somewhat disgusted with the three kids, he still considered them friends and couldn't stand Shinjo making fun of them like this.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you today." Xincheng spread out his palms. "There are three, one for each of you."

The three children immediately reached out to grab the badge, but their hands stopped in mid-air just before they touched it, and they all looked at Conan almost simultaneously.

“Don’t look at me, I’m not very good at video games, and I don’t like them either,” Conan said immediately.

“It’s good to never give up or abandon, but sometimes you have to fight for what you should fight for yourself.” Shinjo placed the badge in their hands. “As for Conan, his badge is with Professor Agasa.”

"What? Professor Agasa also has a badge?" The three kids were stunned when they heard Shinjo's words.

"Huh?" Conan was also taken aback, clearly unaware of what was going on.

“Yes, that was given to him by Conan’s dad. Conan’s dad is also one of the game’s producers. Getting a badge is no big deal.” Shinjo stood up, patted Conan on the shoulder, and said in a voice only Conan could hear, “Protect them well, Detective.”

Conan's expression changed drastically in an instant. When he tried to find Shinjo, Shinjo had already disappeared into the crowd.

Just then, Ran and Sonoko walked over.

"Conan, you look terrible. Is something wrong?" Ran asked with some concern.

"It's nothing." Conan answered Ran's question curtly. At that moment, only one question was on his mind—who would target the three little ones?

Shinjo warned him of danger, and his first thought was the Black Organization. However, after a moment's thought, he realized it was unrealistic. The Black Organization operated with a very distinctive style, and this situation was clearly unsuitable for them. Besides, the three children shouldn't be their target. Having ruled out the Black Organization, what could Shinjo be referring to?

Just then, the press conference began, and the demonstration of the "Cocoon" commenced. Conan had a general understanding of the "Cocoon's" purpose. As everyone hoped the host would elaborate further, the lights on the display platform dimmed, and most of the spotlights converged on a rising platform.

As the platform slowly rose, Conan saw his father in the center of the platform.

At the same time, Professor Agasa came up behind him and gave him a badge to participate in.

“I think you’ll be interested in this game, since it’s set in 19th-century London,” Professor Agasa said with a hint of pride.

"Dad's still the same as before, he really loves that era," Conan remarked with a touch of helplessness.

At this moment, Xincheng arrived at the basement server room. As the door opened, the middle-aged man inside was taken aback and said in surprise, "Who are you? This is not a place for you!"

“Mr. Kenmura, the Chairman Syndra you invited probably won’t be able to come,” Shinjo said with a smile. “I’ve already blocked the text message; he didn’t even receive it.”

"Who are you!" Kenmura Tadahiro stood up from his chair.

“Tetsuo Shinjo, someone who can help you get revenge,” Shinjo said with a smile. “I want Syndra Corporation’s technology and market share. And you, you want revenge for your son, right?”

Kenmura Tadahira stared at the man in front of him in astonishment, wondering who this man was.

Acquiring Syndra's technology and market share is no easy feat; this man must be a tycoon in some field. Moreover, the fact that he could intercept my text messages and conduct such a thorough investigation...

"Don't even think about it, you'll never guess who I am." Shinjo crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. "Are you willing to accept this deal? Or are you naively thinking that you can bring down Syndra's business empire by using Hiroki's DNA tracking system?"

"Why not?"

“There are far too many ways to shut you up, or rather, to make you disappear.” Xincheng shook his head. “Let me think. You should force Chairman Syndra to confess, right?”

"Yes, he drove Hiroki to his death..."

"But the police have already determined that Hiroki committed suicide. And his work for Syndra was with your ex-wife's consent. Under these circumstances, what kind of punishment do you think Syndra will receive?"

“This…” Kenmura seemed to have thought of something, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

"Let me answer you. You won't be punished at all," Shinjo said with a smile. "Syndra himself might be punished, like being locked up for a few months, but he'll be released on bail the same day he's imprisoned. Also, Syndra's public relations department will suppress all negative news, so in the end, Hiroki will have died for nothing."

"you……"

“All of the above is only possible if Syndra is willing to listen to you and turn herself in,” New City said slowly. “I said he would choose to shut you up or make you disappear. As a descendant of Jack the Ripper, his bloodthirstiness and savagery cannot be restrained by public order and morality.”

"Do you have a better idea?" Kenmura Tadahiro said with a dark face, now convinced that the man in front of him was telling the truth.

"Aren't you curious about what your son will do?" Xincheng asked with a smile. "Like—Noah's Ark."

Chapter 219 Karen's Preparations

"What did you say?" Kenmura's face showed disbelief. "What do you mean by that!"

Noah's Ark had hacked into his computer and sent him a DNA tracking system.

He had discussed this matter with Yusaku, claiming it was done by Hiroki's spirit. However, he knew perfectly well that it was merely a program set up by Hiroki, a program that would be sent at a designated time.

Just from the description of this "new city," Noah's Ark seemed to be alive, and as a programmer, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Hiroki is a genius. The Noah's Ark he released wasn't just any ordinary program; it was artificial intelligence. You don't even know how talented your own son is. You're a really terrible father."

A business card popped out from the new town, grazed Jiancun's face, and flew past, embedding itself directly into the wall behind him.

Kenmura touched his cheek, crimson blood appearing at his fingertips. He turned to look at the business card, which was just an ordinary business card, not some specially modified weapon.

"This is my business card. You can come find me after today's press conference."

What do I need to do?

"You don't need to do anything, you just need to watch."

"Looking?"

“Watch how your son turns Syndra upside down, then we can talk about cooperation again.” Xincheng waved his hand. “I have something to do, so I’ll be leaving now. The show is about to begin, and I don’t want to stay behind the scenes.”

Kenmura tried to catch up, but Shinjo was too fast. By the time he reached the parking lot, he couldn't even see Shinjo's taillights.

"What exactly does this guy want?" Kenmura looked at the business card in his hand and fell into deep thought.

However, he quickly came to terms with it. Whether he confronted Syndra sooner or later wouldn't make much difference. He would just do as that guy said and see what tricks he could pull.

Half an hour later, Shinjo also arrived at the basement of the research institute.