Zongman: My days as a chaebol in Japan

"Ben! Tom! Jerry!" Blake, who had been watching from outside, saw his subordinates fall down in the meeting room again. His expression tensed and he shouted immediately.

Unfortunately, the three police officers did not respond.

-Judy Stelline

Chapter 428: Kogoro Goes Forward

"Damn it, even our Metropolitan Police Department's anti-gas measures are not immune? Andre, use the alloy sticks and special ropes." When Blake saw this scene, he immediately gave orders to the ferocious-looking Andre Kamil.

"Yes, Inspector!" Andre Kamel's face was serious. He had no idea how his team members fell down. He had an instrument in his hand, and the screen was connected to the perspective of the chests of the three people falling down. There was no attack at all. The three people fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

Andre Kamel took out a stick made of high-grade alloy from the backpack on his back. This stick was extremely hard and could withstand an impact of fifty tons without any damage. The rope was made of a material of the same quality as steel cable.

The noose was quickly formed, and Andrekamel inserted it under Blake's close gaze.

Noisy!Noisy!Noisy!

The moment the alloy stick and the noose entered the venue, a sharp friction sound was heard, followed by a large amount of sparks. After a few seconds, the stick broke and the noose shattered.

Andre Kamel was dumbfounded. He turned around to look at his boss and found that Blake and the others were also dumbfounded.

"What on earth happened in this venue? The alloy sticks and lassoes that could withstand 50 tons of impact force actually broke and shattered?" Andre Kamel went through all the memories in his mind, but had never seen such a strange scene.

Blake sighed, "Sure enough, it still doesn't work?"

Just when the emergency team wanted to continue asking questions, the scene from Conan and his team's perspective in the conference room suddenly changed, and the mysterious man wearing a mask and a black robe appeared again.

It was still a creepy laugh, and after the laugh, the mysterious man said, "Welcome three more challengers to my game. Don't try to bring them out, otherwise, I will kill them all at the first opportunity, kikiki".

"Damn it, who are you and what is your purpose? How dare you openly challenge the Metropolitan Police Department? Have you eaten too many red beans and are missing you?" Andre Kamel had a ferocious face and was shouting angrily, which was indeed a bit scary.

But the mysterious man on the screen obviously didn't care about this threat. He looked straight at Andre Carmel from the mask's eyes and said with a strange smile, "Oh? Brave police officer, your team members are all in my game world. Do you want to come in and participate?"

Blake stopped Andre Kamel who was about to rush into the venue and said, "Officer, control your emotions. We don't know the other party's background yet, so don't act rashly."

beep!beep!beep!

As soon as Blake finished speaking, the intercom rang again, and the voice from inside came out immediately, "Inspector Blake, we checked at the front desk and the power supply room. The power in the conference room on the seventh floor has been cut off, and there is no signal shielding anywhere in the venue. The only thing that appears in the thermal imaging is the person unconscious on the ground."

These police officers were just arranged by Blake. He couldn't figure out what method the mysterious man who called himself Aaron used to achieve this scene, and he didn't understand the phenomenon in the venue that could break the alloy sticks and ropes, so he didn't dare to enter the venue. He could only use other methods, such as power changes and signal sources to track.

The conference room on the seventh floor of the power supply room is independently powered. If the power is cut off, the screen there will never light up again. Signal tracking can accurately know the location of the emission source, and thermal imaging can directly lock the exact location of the murderer.

A very advanced tracking method in modern times, but Blake's method is doomed to fail.

Because the big screen in the venue was still on, there was no sign of power shortage, the signal was normal, there was no trace of sending or receiving, and the thermal imaging did not reveal anything new.

"How could this happen!?" Blake's frown was big enough to kill a mosquito, and his mind was in a mess.

At this time, Kogoro Mori, who was watching the situation in the venue, suddenly felt a mosquito bite on his hand. He raised his hand and saw that the mark of witchcraft began to move slowly towards his arm.

Xiaolan saw what her father did and her eyes instantly noticed what was going on in his hands.

"Dad!" Xiaolan immediately came over and placed her hand directly on the witchcraft mark on Mouri Kogoro's hand. She exhaled her internal energy and directly locked the mark that was moving upwards.

The next moment, the mysterious man on the screen in the venue said in a surprised tone, "Ki? Can it actually block the evil power? It seems that you also have some annoying guys here. Then I can't give you too much time. Those who accept the invitation need to enter my game, find me, and arrest me. Otherwise, even if you don't complete the invitation, the mark will gradually devour your life."

"Will you catch me first, or should I kill Holmes first, kikiki?" The mysterious man laughed strangely and disappeared on the big screen, and the picture on the screen returned to the perspective of Conan and the others.

Kogoro Mouri pondered for a few seconds, then spoke to Xiaolan with a serious face, "Xiaolan, I feel relieved that you are with Young Master Li Xuan. Now that I have received this invitation, I, Kogoro Mouri, will never back down. I will go into the venue and catch this guy."

When Xiaolan heard what her father said, she shook her head and said, "Dad, don't go in. I can remove this mark directly. Believe me, even if you doubt my ability, you have to believe in my man's methods. I just want you to be safe."

When Kogoro Mouri heard what his daughter said, he showed a gratified expression of an old father, and then his expression became very serious, "Xiaolan, I am proud of you, but to face difficulties bravely and move forward is a man's romance. I will definitely catch this guy, and all the crimes will be brought to justice."

After saying that, Mouri Kogoro also told Blake about the witchcraft mark on his hand. Then Blake suddenly realized it and blessed Mouri Kogoro.

I watched Kogoro Mori cross the cordon and enter the venue.

The suffocating feeling from not long ago appeared again. This time, Maori Kogoro held his breath and looked around the venue. A few seconds later, the watch on Maori Kogoro's hand snapped and the wristband broke. Maori Kogoro showed a relieved expression and slowly fell to the ground.

After Kogoro Mori fell down, his image appeared in the big screen's perspective.

"Xuan Jun!" Xiaolan reached out and hugged her man, her eyes full of worry.

Li Xuan gently stroked Xiaolan's back and whispered a few words in her ear.

When Xiaolan heard this, her eyes suddenly showed surprise and she quickly said, "Xuan Jun, are you serious?"

Chapter 429 Princess Elizabeth

"Did I lie?" Li Xuan gently pinched Xiaolan's delicate nose and pretended to be dissatisfied.

Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief, with a slightly embarrassed look on her face. She rolled her eyes, hugged Li Xuan's neck and kissed him hard.

"Hehe, Xuanjun is the best, so I'll go then?" After the kiss that lasted for more than ten seconds, Xiaolan's face turned slightly red and she rubbed Li Xuan's chest.

Li Xuan nodded and said, "Go ahead, use your internal energy to cover up your breath and you can enter that different space."

Xiaolan learned the truth about the strange phenomena in the venue from Li Xuan, and also learned how to enter the different space.

The black-robed masked man named Aaron is an evil spirit. His cultivation was originally at the level of No Leakage. Li Xuan knew this when he scanned the place with his mind when he was on the first floor. He also knew that he had used fog to make everyone in the conference room on the seventh floor unconscious. However, when Conan appeared on the seventh floor, the black-robed man's black fog and Conan's black fog instantly linked together and became a black fog that could slowly drain away life.

If a person who is knocked unconscious by the black fog does not wake up within a few days, his vitality will be lost forever. If he does not wake up, his vitality will be drained away and he will die.

Xiaolan and the others have internal energy cultivation, and it is stronger than Aaron's, so they will be rejected when entering the venue and cannot enter Aaron's black fog space. But as long as Xiaolan conceals her breath and returns to the breath of a mortal, she can use her mental power to actively enter Aaron's black fog space without being discovered.

Under Blake's surprised gaze, Xiaolan entered the meeting room, sat down on the nearest chair, closed her eyes, as if she was asleep, and Aaron did not notice anything unusual. The big screen also showed the image from Xiaolan's perspective.

At this time, Blake slapped his head and suddenly remembered something. He immediately ran to Li Xuan and spoke with a tone that was three parts uncertain and seven parts certain, "Master Li Xuan, there can't be any extraordinary existence in here, right?"

Blake also guessed this from the witchcraft mark of Kogoro Mori and the very relaxed and natural attitude of Xiaolan. As a police inspector of the British Metropolitan Police Department, he also comes into contact with extraordinary cases on weekdays. Every time this happens, he will issue a commission to the Clock Tower. For Blake, who is already at a high level in the British Metropolitan Police Department system, his knowledge and experience far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Li Xuan did not speak. Loreleiya beside him spoke slowly in a cold voice, "Mr. Blake, this is obviously not something that a human can do. You have only discovered some clues now. I doubt your ability to protect the safety of the British people."

When Blake heard Lorelea, the noble of the Clock Tower, speak, although her tone was very unfriendly, he still breathed a sigh of relief. He finally found some direction.

With a smile on his face, Blake continued, "I'm very sorry, Ms. Loreleia, but I'm just an ordinary person after all, so it's understandable that I didn't recognize you at first. Ms. Loreleia, since you are here, can I give you a commission directly?"

Loreleija's eyes turned cold. "Mr. Black, you need to send the commission to the Clock Tower first, and then I will receive the assignment from the Clock Tower. Private contact is not allowed."

Lorelea, who follows aristocratic etiquette, is very particular about rules. Blake wanted to skip the clock tower and let her take the commission directly, but Lorelea refused.

"This..." Blake was a little distressed that Loreleia rejected his request. He didn't expect Loreleia to be such a good girl who abided by the rules.

Blake, who wanted to say something to persuade Loreleiia, was attracted by the exclamations of Judy and the others, and immediately walked back.

"Officer Judy, what happened?" Blake looked at Judy.

Judy pointed to the screen in the conference room and said, "Inspector Black, this is amazing. I actually saw the Princess Elizabeth on the screen. Was this thing stolen? Can it still carry people now?"

Blair touched his head and turned his gaze back to the big screen in the conference hall. His pupils shrank again when he saw Xiaolan on the screen. Then he immediately took out his cell phone and dialed a number on it.

"Hello, is this Blake? What can I do for you?" After the line was connected, an older male voice came from the other end.

Blake didn't waste any words and went straight to the point. He said in a slightly anxious tone, "My God, Wilson, go and see if Princess Elizabeth's carriage is still in the museum?"

Wilson on the other end of the phone had a strange look on his face, but when he heard his friend's anxious voice, he couldn't help but quicken his pace and ran straight to the innermost collection room in the museum. After opening the door, he saw a wooden and steel carriage next to it that was full of traces of time.

"Hello, Blake, the Princess Elizabeth is still there. Is there any problem?" Wilson took a breath and spoke to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Still there?" A question mark rose above Blake's head, and he looked carefully at the scene of Xiaolan at this moment. She was sitting in the carriage of Princess Elizabeth from the last century. It was a treasure of the British royal family in the last century and is now collected in the museum.

Wilson was even more surprised when he heard Blake's puzzled voice, "Blake, did something happen to you?"

Blake thought about it and decided not to tell his friend what was happening on the big screen in the venue. He just said a few perfunctory words and hung up the phone.

"Inspector Blake, I seemed to have heard you say something about the extraordinary just now? Can you help me clear it up?" Elena appeared behind Blake at this time and asked with a curious look.

When Blake saw it was Elena's voice, he waved his hand and said, "It's Ms. Elena, Supernatural? What is that? Is it the latest clue you found?"

Seeing Blake acting crazy, Elena wanted to expose him directly, but in order to get the information, she calmed down and continued to ask questions.

Blake was a little overwhelmed by Elena's questions, and finally could only speak, "Ms. Elena, I advise you not to know about this extraordinary matter, otherwise it will have an unacceptable impact on you, and may even directly change your life."

Elena became even more curious when she heard this.

"Inspector Black, the greatest characteristic of a detective is curiosity. Even if there are dangers ahead, it cannot stop a qualified detective's desire to spy," Elena said, saying that she has made all preparations and can bear all the consequences.

Chapter 430 A sudden cry for help

"Okay, Ms. Elena, although I can't tell you exactly, the supernatural that I know about can be summarized as supernatural phenomena. If you want more accurate information, you can ask the big shot over there. If he agrees, you can understand the supernatural intuitively and accurately," Blake signaled Elena that she could seek help from Li Xuan and others.

Blake himself did not have in-depth contact with this kind of supernatural case. The British Metropolitan Police Department has a special team that deals with this matter, the Temple.

But this group is not actually managed directly by the UK. The Sanctuary is a force provided by an organization called the Church of Angels, which is responsible for handling supernatural cases. However, the appearance fee of the monks of the Sanctuary is very high, much higher than that of the local supernatural force Clock Tower in the UK, and there are other requirements. So many times, unless it is extremely urgent, the Metropolitan Police Department will issue the commission to the Clock Tower.

Blake looked at the scene on the screen. At this time, the large screen was divided into dozens of perspectives, which were the perspectives of the people in the venue.

At this time, Conan was checking the surrounding environment. He only remembered that after he, Maori Kogoro and his father Kudo Yusaku entered the venue, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground. When he opened his eyes, he found himself on a street full of British style of the last century.

If you look closely, you will find that the people around you are also dressed in clothes similar to those in Britain in the last century. The men are dressed in suits and have slicked-back hair, while the women are wearing solid-color tweed jackets with eye-catching white scarves. They look very neat, and their shoes are not modern high heels, but practical flat shoes or low-heeled shoes.

There was also the carriage that had just separated them from the street. Conan searched carefully in his mind. He remembered that he seemed to have seen that carriage before, but he couldn't remember where it was for a moment.

"Hunter!" "Brown!" "Evans!"

Several children who had been scattered gathered together again. They were the descendants of officials and celebrities at the banquet. They were pulled into the subspace created by Aaron. In addition, there were several other children, but the small group was mainly composed of Hunter and the other three.

"Where is this place?" Hunter was a little confused, looking at the strange yet somewhat familiar environment around him.

"I don't know, but it should still be in the UK. Look, although it's far away, the tall Big Ben can prove it." Brown's body shape is a bit similar to Conan's impression of Yuanta, a cylindrical shape.

"Idiot, Brown, just look at the people around you and their clothes and you'll know we are in Britain. Have you ever seen people with such hard hair anywhere else?" Evans pointed at the men with greasy hair around him and complained about Brown.

In fact, after the steam engine was invented, the British discovered that they were very prone to baldness. Of course, the British did not know at the time that it was because their water was too hard, so they had always had the habit of using various conditioners. These conditioners applied to the head were very similar to the hair wax and hairspray used by modern people, so it was very common for British men to have greasy hair in the last century.

"Where are Dad and the others?" Hunter soon discovered a problem, that is, their father and mother were missing.

Brown and Evans also noticed the problem and started shouting everywhere.

However, their efforts were doomed to be in vain, and even attracted two patrol officers with batons.

"Hey, you kids, where are your parents? Don't run around. This area is very dangerous recently. Go back to your parents quickly." The patrol officer touched Hunter and the others' heads and continued patrolling past them.

At this time, Hunter stopped one of the inspectors and said, "Sir, we came to the banquet with our parents, but we were separated by a carriage just now. Do you know where XX Hotel on Baker Street is?"

The inspector heard what Hunter said and nodded, "Okay, that's troublesome. The carriage you just mentioned should be the Princess Elizabeth. On Baker Street, only the royal princess's carriage can run on the street."

"Princess Elizabeth? Isn't it kept in the museum? Can it still run away?" Hunter and his companions followed the inspector and walked forward, asking as they did so.

He knew about the Princess Elizabeth and had seen it before, but that carriage was definitely not the same one as the one inside the museum was about to fall apart. If anyone got on it, they would be crushed immediately. How could it be the same carriage that was rushing around like a mad bull?