Thief Game: Starting with Obtaining the Kidd Card

"Rejuvenation... a miraculous medicine..."

Chen Feng muttered to himself.

There was a reason why Chen Feng was willing to offend Gin to get this medicine. It was actually quite simple: since this medicine had the magical effect of making people younger, could a slight change in the formula make people immortal?

Even if it's not possible, it would be good if it could help people stay young or live longer.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and asked the system, "System, can you remove the side effects of this drug?"

[Ding, host, shrinking people is a side effect of this drug.]

"Forehead……"

Chen Feng was speechless for a moment.

"What I mean is to change the original formula of this drug, remove the effect of making people smaller, and simply turn it into a drug that makes people stay young or prolong their lives."

[Ding, 5000 system points.]

"Ok?"

Upon hearing that there was hope, Chen Feng immediately perked up.

He sat bolt upright in bed and said without hesitation, "Okay! 5000 points!"

Although 5000 points is not a small amount, it is nothing compared to the potential gains.

Moreover, Chen Feng has made several moves in this world, gaining another 6000 points. Combined with the more than 4,000 points he had left over from the last world, his total points now exceed 10,000.

It's just 5000 points; Chen Feng, the big spender, can afford it.

[Ding! 5000 system points consumed. Recipe improvement in progress...]

[Ding! Recipe improvement complete!]

The proportion of main materials decreased by 2%, the proportion of magnesium chloride increased by 0.3%, and the proportion of calcium carbonate decreased by 0.5%...

Looking at this long list of improved recipes, Chen Feng's lips twitched.

The reason is simple: they don't understand it! And they don't know how to do it!

Adjusting the materials mentioned earlier is relatively straightforward, but in addition, adjustments must be made to the gases added to the experiment, ion interference, and so on.

Even if Chen Feng had studied chemistry, let alone not studying it, he would still have a hard time solving it.

Chen Feng sighed softly.

But then he looked up again in the next second.

He seems to have... forgotten someone...

A smile crept onto Chen Feng's lips again. He must have figured out who to ask to make the medicine.

……

Chapter 217 Suzuki Group Press Conference

Ring ring—

A phone rang, forcing Chen Feng, who was just about to go to sleep, to start working again.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Chen Jun, it's me, Xiao Lan."

Xiao Lan's voice came through the phone, but unlike her sweet tone during the day, it sounded somewhat anxious.

Chen Feng raised an eyebrow.

Although he already guessed what it was about, he still asked, "What's wrong, Xiaolan? Is something the matter?"

"Sorry to bother you so late, but... I wanted to ask, do you know where Shinichi is?"

"Kudo?"

Chen Feng pretended to ponder for a moment before speaking again: "I haven't seen him since we parted ways at the amusement park. Didn't you give him a call?"

“I’ve called him several times, but he hasn’t answered. Neither Sonoko nor Inspector Megure knows where he is.”

Ran's tone was a mix of confusion and worry: "In that case, I won't bother you anymore. I'll go check on Shinichi's house."

Do you need me to come with you?

"No need, I can go by myself, but thank you anyway, Mr. Chen."

"You are welcome."

Chen Feng smiled and replied.

The call was quickly disconnected, and Chen Feng tossed the phone aside.

A smile played on his lips as he muttered to himself, "Is it coming? Kudo Shinichi, oh no, I should call him Edogawa Conan now, right? Haha..."

……

Day two.

It was afternoon.

Sato Miwako, who had just finished get off work and packed her things, was dragged by her best friend Miyamoto Yumi to the front of Chen Feng's coffee shop.

"Miwako, is the coffee from that handsome guy you mentioned really that good?"

Yumi Miyamoto asked with a curious expression.

Miwako Sato rolled her eyes: "You've asked me five times already, so I'll answer you one last time. It's really delicious. I guarantee you've never had such good coffee before. It's practically flawless in both texture and flavor..."

Speaking of this, Sato Miwako couldn't help but recall the cup of coffee she had at Chen Feng's place earlier.

She gently licked her lips, as if reminiscing.

"Alright! Since you put it that way, I'm definitely going to give it a try today!"

Yumi Miyamoto spoke with a face full of excitement.

Without giving Sato Miwako time to react, he grabbed her hand and quickened his pace toward Chen Feng's coffee shop.

Not long after.

The two arrived at the entrance of the coffee shop, but the scene on the door dampened Miyamoto Yumi's spirits.

The coffee shop was closed, with a sign hanging at the entrance that read "In resting".

"Huh? The door's not open?"

Seeing the words on the sign, Miyamoto Yumi felt a little disappointed. She stood at the door and looked inside through the door, but she didn't see anyone.

At this moment, Sato Miwako also caught up. Seeing the situation at the door, she said:

"Are you all set? Chen Jun might have something to do, let's go first, we'll come again next time."

"Ok."

Although Yumi Miyamoto was disappointed, she didn't say anything. She just looked at the closed shop door and muttered, "What an irresponsible young shop manager."

"Ah, that's true."

Miwako Sato nodded in agreement.

Thinking of Chen Feng's lazy, carefree attitude—making two cups of coffee when customers came, and sitting at the front desk reading when there were no customers—I couldn't help but chuckle and shake my head.

Sometimes she longs for this kind of leisurely life too...

"Miwako, stop daydreaming, let's go!"

"Okay, coming right away!"

at the same time.

The scene of the Suzuki Group jewelry exhibition and press conference.

"Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!"

At the front of the stage, a young reporter in work clothes sneezed three times in a row, rubbed his nose, and thought to himself, "Who is insulting me?"

"Hey bro, need some tissues?"

A reporter next to me handed me a piece of paper.

The young man reached out and took it, saying, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The other person replied politely, and then the two did not exchange any more words.

The young reporter was naturally Chen Feng in disguise; as for his purpose in coming here...

Chen Feng glanced at the words "Suzuki Group Jewelry Exhibition Press Conference" on the scene, a mysterious smile appearing on his face before he quickly concealed it, continuing to wait with the group of reporters present.

"coming!"

About five minutes later, someone called out, and then the side door was slowly opened, and a slightly overweight, bald middle-aged man with a mustache walked in.

It was none other than Sonoko's uncle, the senior advisor of the Suzuki Group, the older brother of Suzuki Shiro, the head of the Suzuki Group, and the number one spendthrift in Detective Conan—Suzuki Jirokichi!

Upon seeing Jirokichi Suzuki arrive, the reporters at the scene became excited.

If it weren't for the dozen or so burly security personnel holding them back, they probably would have run up on stage and shoved the microphones in Suzuki Jirokichi's face.

"Mr. Suzuki, is it true that your company is holding a jewelry exhibition this time, which is touted as the largest exhibition in the past three years?"

"Mr. Jirokichi Suzuki, could you please give a brief introduction to the content of this exhibition?"

"Mr. Suzuki..."

Reporters at the scene bombarded Suzuki Jirokichi with questions one after another.

Jirokichi Suzuki could only clear his throat and raise his voice, saying, "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment, let's take it one question at a time."

After shouting twice, the crowd quieted down a bit.

Jirokichi Suzuki pointed at a reporter and asked, "Miss reporter, what did you just say?"

The female reporter who was pointed at immediately smiled with delight, raised her head, held the microphone forward, and repeated her question:

"Mr. Jirokichi, could you please give a brief introduction to the contents of this exhibition? For example, the exhibits and such?"