I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"Secondly, let alone uncles and aunts, even teenage students will not have expectations about what they will look like in 996 or years. After all, they want to see themselves in their twenties, not themselves who have become office workers and are forced to work every day."

"As for the other point, it's what you said, Bell. It's impossible for a normal person to not take a photo in ten years. There's no point in looking back at his past appearance."

"In summary, the development of the above software has no commercial value except for the appearance of the product in ten years. At least if it is a normal consortium company, it is impossible to provide funds for these projects."

“But funding for R&D projects is necessary…”

Yukiko put her index finger on the corner of her mouth and thought seriously.

"According to what you said, Bell, at present, the only organization that could provide funding for Yuan Jiaming's research and development is that shady organization. But I'm a little curious about why that organization provides funding for the development of this kind of thing?"

Serabelle stared at the phone screen. "From the most intuitive point of view, they probably want to use this invention to obtain the appearance of every person at every age with just one photo."

"That wouldn't be..."

Yukiko covered her mouth as soon as she opened her mouth.

Serabelle shook her head. "Probably not. According to Huiyuan, the organization has only used that drug as a universal poison so far. And these software can't be developed overnight. I'm afraid they've already started the research and development long before."

"Oh, if that doesn't work, I'll go ask Sharon..."

Unable to figure it out, Yukiko decided to start.

"Forget it. She is a classic example of not playing against the wind."

Serabel gently applied a little force with the five fingers of her right hand, and the older girl subconsciously let out a moan.

The afterglow of the previous moment had not yet completely faded away, and Yukiko's eyes immediately became tearful due to the new stimulation.

When the feeling came, she followed her body's instinct to sit on top again, ready to start a new round of battle.

However, at this moment, a clear and pleasant doorbell rang from the entrance.

jingle!

"Hmm, who is it..."

The good thing was interrupted, and Yukiko's cheeks swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In fact, there was no need to think about who was outside the door. She didn't subscribe to newspapers or milk, and the number of people she knew in the entire Beika Town could be counted on one hand.

So it’s no surprise—

The door opened, and the person who appeared outside was indeed the fat Professor Agasa. He was very happy to see that the person who opened the door was Serabell.

"Oh, it's Sera-kun. I didn't believe it when she told me. I didn't expect it to be true... Eh? Why does the living room seem to have a smell?"

Dr. Agasa poked his head into the entrance hall from outside the door and seemed to smell a strange odor, so he sniffed.

Yukiko, who was still sitting on the sofa, smiled awkwardly and hid the used lubricant and the remaining small umbrella behind the pillow while he wasn't paying attention.

"Well, the weather has been hot recently, and the room hasn't been ventilated for a while, so it's normal to have a little smell..."

"Oh, that's it."

Dr. Agasa, who had been single all his life and had no bad habits, naturally believed it firmly.

Then he turned back to Serabelle.

"Oh, yes, about the issue of equipment portability that you mentioned last time, Sera-kun, I thought about it again after I went back, and finally made this based on the daily usage habits of the British."

Ok?

There was a question mark on Serabel’s head. He saw Dr. Agasa slowly took out a... cane from behind?

Then Dr. Agasa grabbed the cane and slammed it to the ground. The stick part immediately broke off in a long section, and a straight sword with a cold glow was pulled out from the handle.

This is a staff sword!

Serabelle opened her eyes wide in shock.

Stop, who are you, Urahara Kisuke?

Chapter 181 Mrs. Suzuki is here~

According to Serabel's original plan, he was going to stay with Yukiko at Kudo's house until around dusk before going back.

However, this plan was forced to end early with the appearance of Dr. Agasa.

After all, Yukiko's explicit explanation was that there were things related to the winery to discuss, and now that everything has been discussed, it would seem a bit strange for her to stay any longer.

But it was okay. Yukiko had enough fun in those two hours in the morning. She was on the verge of losing her mind several times during the whole process.

If it continues this afternoon, she might not even be able to go to the toilet tomorrow.

And because he was so engrossed in the morning, there was no smell of food in Kudo's house until almost lunch time, and he didn't even order takeout.

And it just so happened that the Agasa residence next door had already prepared lunch, so -

Of course, I have to go to Dr. Agasa's house for a free meal!

So a quarter of an hour later, in the living room of Agasa's house, five people including Serabel and Yukiko sat in a circle around the dining table. The food was already on the table, and everyone put their hands together.

"I'm starting~"*5

Serabelle prayed insincerely, then picked up the chopsticks with one hand and reached for her cell phone with the other.

Yukiko glanced at the guy's actions and reminded him with her knee under the table.

"Will playing with your phone while eating cause indigestion?"

"Yeah, I know. I'll just send a message and it'll be ready soon..."

Serabel didn't have the habit of playing with his phone while eating. He took out his phone just to send a message - to send all the files of Hara Jiaming that he and Yukiko had looked at in the morning to Conan.

The files were basically not large, each was only a few hundred megabytes. After connecting to Dr. Agasa's gigabit broadband, they were all sent over in less than two minutes.

Just as Serabelle confirmed that the transmission progress bar was OK and was about to put away her phone, a clear and pleasant default ringtone suddenly rang out.

Serabelle paused for a moment, then picked up her phone again and saw that it was a call from Conan.

It was actually a video call.

Emmmm~

After a moment's thought, he clicked to connect.

Then with a beep, the signal was connected and the picture jumped, and the face of a certain elementary school student, the god of death, appeared on the screen.

The other person also seemed to be eating, and the background should be in a detective agency.

Although Serabelle had never been inside the Maori Detective Agency, he still recognized the large words written on plastic paper on the glass window behind the face in the camera.

In the picture, Conan still has food stuffed in his mouth, his cheeks are bulging and his eyes are half-mooned.

"What? It turns out you really sent it."

ha?

Serabelle didn't understand this logic at once.

"What do you mean it was really sent by me? My chat account is sending you something, how could it be sent by someone else?"

Conan was too tired to argue with this guy, so he simply pointed upwards with his index finger.

"...Do you want to go back and look at the previous chat history?"

uh~

Serabelle didn't actually look through the records, she just briefly recalled them.

To be honest, he doesn't have that many chat records with Conan. If you add up the number of chats over such a long period of time without counting them by the threads, you can probably count them on both hands.

And every time, Conan would send a paragraph, and I would simply reply with one or two sentences.

Well, I have to admit that if someone who usually just replies to you with "um, oh, ok, fine" or even simply uses the Arabic numeral one and a period suddenly sends you a bunch of files one day, anyone would suspect that this guy's account has been hacked.

At the same time, Conan also noticed that the scene behind Serabelle on the other end of the phone seemed a little familiar, and he couldn't help but turn his body to look left and right.

"Huh? You...are at the doctor's house now?"

"Yes."

Serabel answered immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yukiko came over with a bowl of rice, her beautiful and gentle face full of smiles.

"Hi~ New...Conan, mom is here too~"

grass……

Serabel understood that Yukiko changed her words and called Conan because she took into consideration that Xiaolan and Maori Kogoro might be sitting at the dinner table on the other end of the phone. If she had called Shinichi directly, the voice might have been heard and she would have been exposed.

But you have already called yourself mom, what's the point in changing your words?

"Mom...!?"

In the picture, Conan was obviously frightened by her and broke into a cold sweat. He quickly left the screen and glanced in two different directions. Then he quickly picked up his phone, made the excuse of going to the bathroom, and stomped away from the dining table. He trotted all the way to the bathroom, closed the door, and stopped before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, why are you here too?"

"Hmm~ How should I put it?"

Yukiko touched the corner of her mouth with chopsticks and thought about it seriously, then let out a soft "ah".

"Because I was discussing those documents with Sera-kun this morning, I was so engrossed that I forgot to make lunch, so I had to come to the doctor's place for a free meal~"

"Ah? Documents? Oh, yes, documents..."

Conan's thoughts were so confused that he almost got stuck. It was only after Yukiko reminded him that he remembered that he called to ask about the documents.

"So what are these files?"

"that is……"

Yukiko repeated what Serabelle had said before, almost exactly.

Conan on the other end of the phone was stunned.

"Can you spend the whole morning talking about this?"

"This is a serious matter, so of course we have to have a good chat." Yukiko said confidently, "Besides, what I just told you, Shin-chan, is only part of the content we came up with after analysis. The rest can be discussed after you have read it all, so it will be easier for you to understand."

"Yeah, yeah, I see. Call me back after I've read them all."

Concerned about the situation at the dining table, Conan was afraid that if he left for too long, he would be visited by Mouri Kogoro or Ran, so he hung up the phone after responding briefly.

Time quickly came to the time after lunch, and after chatting with Professor Agasa and Akemi and Haibara for a while, Queen Serabel said goodbye.

We have known each other for so long and have already established a close relationship. Besides, the weather outside is so hot, there is really no need to go out and see each other off.

Yukiko also took the opportunity to go back to her home, saying that it was time for a beauty sleep.

After leaving Agasa's house, Serabelle returned to the car, closed the convertible, started the car and turned on the air conditioner. Suddenly, the cell phone hanging on the air-conditioning outlet rang.

Serabelle thought it was Conan calling back, and when she glanced at the caller ID on the screen, she was slightly stunned.

It was Tomoko Suzuki who called.

I answered the call without hesitation, and Mrs. Suzuki's voice with a hint of smile came out of the phone.

"Good afternoon, haven't seen you for a while."

Chapter 182 Black stockings and stinky feet!

Although she had established a cooperative relationship with Mrs. Suzuki long before, as far as Serabelle could remember, this was the first time that the other party had taken the initiative to call her.

Inside the car, Serabelle removed her foot from the accelerator and her left hand from the steering wheel.

"It's been a while, Mrs. Suzuki."

"interesting……"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tomoko Suzuki on the other end of the phone laughed softly.

"There's no need to be so serious. It's okay to just call her auntie like Lan and the others do. Well, just choose the name you're used to."

Although she knew that the other party couldn't see her, Serabelle still raised her eyebrows slightly.