I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

So after the dinner in the venue lasted for nearly an hour, it naturally entered the next stage.

All the food was pushed away along with the movable dining tables, leaving only the necessary alcoholic beverages. The air conditioning in the venue was also changed from warm air to ventilation, quietly diluting the air in the venue that was filled with the aroma of food.

All the guests were seated in the back under the arrangement of the staff. The lights in the venue dimmed, and the brightly dressed female host walked briskly onto the stage under the spotlight, holding the microphone with a sweet smile on her face.

"Good evening, distinguished guests. Thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend our Sindorra Company's latest research results conference. First of all, please allow me to introduce our company's top executive, Chairman Thomas Sindorra!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the second beam of light on the stage suddenly lit up.

Just like when the female host took the stage, a figure appeared in the beam of light descending from overhead.

He was a tall, gray-haired man with narrow cheeks, high cheekbones, a classic European hooked nose, and upturned eyes, giving him a sense of shrewdness and capability. Although he had already entered middle age, his figure was still in good shape. His slightly forward-leaning posture and unhurried pace when he walked perfectly interpreted the meaning of the word "ambitious".

Thomas Sindola walked quickly to the center of the stage, took the microphone from the hostess, and spoke briefly in fluent Japanese.

"We at Sintra have always been committed to researching cutting-edge information technology. Today we are going to showcase our latest research results, and we invite you all to enjoy them together."

There were only three sentences in total. After finishing them, he handed the microphone back to the female host, then quickly returned to the stage and disappeared from the sight of everyone present.

The female host who took over the stage again was still smiling: "Thank you very much, Chairman Sindor, for your wonderful and cutting-edge speech. Now let's officially get into the main topic of today - the new cross-era game console 'Cocoon' developed by our Sindor Technology Company. It can fully submerge players into the game world, including vision, smell, taste, touch, and hearing..."

"I'm not saying this, but the CEO of the Sindor Company is really weird."

In the audience, Hattori Heiji sat next to Serabelle and Conan with his head in his hands and his eyes empty, and complained.

"Isn't today their company's press conference? How come they just stopped with just two sentences? At least say a few more words."

"What are you thinking about..." Conan also squinted his eyes, "Introducing products is the host's job. As the CEO, what can he say?"

"Oh, I'm not asking him to introduce the product." Hattori Heiji scratched his head, not knowing how to summarize it. "What I mean is that leaders are supposed to be good at speaking in clichés, just like the flag-raising ceremony at our school every Monday. There's nothing to say, but the deans can talk for more than ten minutes... Oh, and my dad seems to be able to do this, too."

"I don't know about that. Maybe this isn't popular in their company." Conan guessed without any reason.

Serabelle faced the stage without saying a word. He used to often have to accompany Akai Mari in the MI6 conference room to listen to his leader's nonsense, but now he didn't want to say a word.

There is nothing more annoying in this world than listening to your boss' empty promises.

Just as almost everyone in the venue was attracted by the new-generation game console introduced by the female host on the stage, no one noticed that the CEO of Sindorah, who was on the stage giving a speech a dozen seconds ago, hurriedly walked out of the door in the dim light in the venue.

……

The introduction to the "cocoon" lasted about half an hour, and according to the normal process, the next step should be the trial play session.

however--

"Then there will be a fifteen-minute intermission. After fifteen minutes our trial session will officially begin."

As the lights in the venue came on again, the female host on the stage bowed slightly and walked down from the stage.

Well. This is reasonable. After all, this is a press conference held in front of almost all the upper echelons in Japan. It is a critical moment where success is the only option and failure is not allowed. We must guard against it until the last moment to ensure that there are no mistakes.

So on the surface it is to give everyone some time to go to the toilet and smoke a cigarette, but in reality dozens or even hundreds of technicians are conducting the final testing in the background, and the trial will officially begin after everything is ready.

"So what do you say, we go to the bathroom too?"

Looking around, he saw that many people in the audience were leaving their seats in twos and threes. Hattori Heiji stood up, patted his butt, and greeted Serabel and Conan who were sitting next to him.

However, his words soon caused the latter to roll his eyes.

"If you want to go, go ahead. I don't need to go to the bathroom. Or do you need someone to accompany you when you go to the bathroom?"

"Hey, what are you talking about..."

Hattori Heiji scratched his head.

"Besides, what does it matter? Isn't it normal for high school boys to go to the bathroom together?"

Before he could finish his words, Serabelle suddenly stood up.

Seeing this, Hattori Heiji thought that Conan had accepted his suggestion and encouraged him even more vigorously.

"Let's go, look, little Sera is ready to go with us, don't be so unsociable!"

"What does this have to do with being sociable..."

Conan's eyes are rolling up to the sky. Going to the toilet requires a group. Are you a dung beetle?

Having said that, he still stood up from his seat.

However, just as Conan was about to move out from Serabelle's side, he felt as if he had bumped into something after taking just one step.

When I looked up, I found that Serabelle, who had stood up, had not left, but was standing there with her head tilted, looking at something.

"What's wrong, aren't you leaving?"

"Oh...I don't need to go to the bathroom."

Serabelle took a half step back to make way for the aisle, and pointed in the direction of the venue's entrance.

"I saw Inspector Megure at the door over there, so I was a little concerned."

Mu Mu Police Department?

Conan was slightly stunned.

Logically speaking, although most of the people gathered at the Beika City Hall tonight are important people and they do need careful protection to prevent accidents, but... it is not the Metropolitan Police Department's turn to provide security.

You have to know that for people of this level, it is normal to have a group of private soldiers under their command. They are much more capable than the civil servants of the Metropolitan Police Department. Even if they were not brought to the venue, they would have probably blocked off the entire surrounding block.

But now that Inspector Megure appears here, it means that something has happened and the police have to intervene.

For example, someone was killed?

Chapter 332 Jack the Ripper

"Brother Gao Mu, notify everyone to seal all entrances and exits immediately!"

"Yes!"

"Then Sato, go to the monitoring room and retrieve the full surveillance video before and after the incident!"

"Yes!"

Standing at the entrance of the venue, Inspector Megure issued instructions to his subordinates in an orderly manner.

Just as he finished issuing the order and was about to turn around and leave, a familiar child's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Inspector Megure, why are you here?"

The voice came before the person was seen. Inspector Megure recognized Conan's voice in an instant and instinctively blurted out "Brother Mori".

"Conan? And old Mori...eh?"

However, what Inspector Megure did not expect was that when he turned around, what appeared in front of him was not the familiar combination of brother Mori and little Conan, but two male high school students (in terms of appearance), with Conan, who was out of place in height, sandwiched between them.

"Huh? Brother Sera? And this one I remember from Chief Hattori..."

As a fellow police officer, Inspector Megure naturally recognized the son of the chief of the Osaka Police Station.

Hattori Heiji didn't care about that at all, grinning and saying, "You can just call me Hattori or Heiji, it doesn't matter."

"Oh oh."

Inspector Megure breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

Ever since he received the call from the police and arrived here, he has been trying his best to avoid unnecessary contact with people. One has to know that all the guests who can come here today are either rich or noble, and they are not people that a small police captain like him can afford to offend. If he fails to handle them well, he will lose his job.

Fortunately, the son of the Osaka headmaster seems to be easy to talk to, and is said to be a high school detective.

"So what exactly happened?" Serabelle glanced in the direction where Takagi and Sato had left.

"Yes...something happened."

Inspector Megure hesitated for a moment and didn't make his words too clear.

"If you want to know, just come with me. By the way, isn't Brother Maori here today?"

He asked this to Conan.

"No, he is coming."

When mentioning Kogoro Mouri, Conan's tone instantly became indifferent.

"But Uncle Kogoro accidentally drank too much and passed out before the party started. Now Sister Xiaolan is accompanying him in the lounge."

Mumu Police Department "..."

Okay, that's gross.

So the four of them left the venue, walked through the hall outside and entered the staff passage.

There are no gorgeous marble tiles or dazzling golden crystal chandeliers in the employee passage. Instead, there is only pale, eye-hurting lighting and various protruding and exposed pipes everywhere on the walls.

Even the floor is made of cement, without any tiles.

"Why did you come to such a remote place?" Hattori Heiji was a little curious.

"Yes, this is it."

Inspector Megure walked in front, and there was no other sound in the passage except the footsteps of the four people.

Without even turning his head, he continued, "We came here after receiving a call from the staff. The name of the deceased is Jiancun Zhongbin..."

"Jian Village?"

Conan seemed to react to the name.

Serabelle looked sideways and lowered her eyes: "Do you know him?"

"I can't say I know him, but I often heard my dad mention him before." Conan frowned, "I remember he was a friend of my dad's when he was in college. Although they developed in different directions after graduation, like my dad wrote novels, and Mr. Jiancun devoted himself to the field of computer programming, the two of them still kept in touch. I didn't expect..."

"arrive."

Conan had just finished explaining the deceased's origins when Inspector Megure stopped in front of him.

What appeared in front of the four people was an office with a bunker style. Not only because of its location, but also because its entrance and exit used the explosion-proof door on the submarine that needed to turn a turntable to open.

Just looking at it can help people concentrate on their work.

But now the door has been opened, and the people coming in and out are all police forensic officers.

Serabelle stretched her neck to take a peek inside. The interior of the office was indeed in the style of a serious tech geek. Servers twinkling with starlight were placed against the walls on both sides, and in the middle right in front was a computer desk with a triple screen.

"Police department!"

Almost at the same time as the four people arrived, two forensic officers carrying a stretcher came out of the office. In their hands, they were also carrying a stretcher with the body bag of the deceased. When they saw Inspector Megure coming, they hurriedly responded to greet him.

"It's okay, just do your job."

Inspector Megure passed them sideways, and Serabell, Hattori Heiji and Conan followed.

When she arrived inside the office, Serabelle found that the entire crime scene was unexpectedly clean.

Apart from some bloodstains on the computer chair in front of the desk and under the computer chair, the only remaining bloodstain was a little on the keyboard.

"It seems that the crime scene is in front of the computer desk over here." said Hattori Heiji.

"Well, and judging from the traces at the scene, the deceased did not fight with the murderer." Serabelle glanced at the intact coffee cup on the computer desk.

"But the location of this office is too remote. The cameras can't cover it at all. Why set up an office in such a place..."

"This was actually requested by the director himself."

A slightly timid voice came from the side.

He was a man wearing round glasses and a suit that was different from the ones worn by the police forensic officers. And from the way he addressed the deceased, it seemed that they were colleagues or subordinates.

"Director Jiancun said that he couldn't concentrate in a crowded place, so he moved his office here."

"Oh?"

Serabell raised an eyebrow.

"That means the murderer is someone who knew the victim's office was here, such as a colleague."

"Well, maybe..."

The man with glasses was a little confused.

At this moment, another forensic officer suddenly turned around from the computer and said, "Officer! We just discovered that all the data on the computer's hard drive has been destroyed!"

"Could it be corporate espionage?" Inspector Megure immediately guessed.

"It shouldn't be possible. After all, the game console has already been made." Serabelle denied his guess.