My lover is this organization

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From Sonoko to Yukiko, the only difference is really the hairstyle...

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Chapter 206 Old Cao is a thief

As we all know, China has been full of misprints since ancient times... no, it's homophones.

But homophones are not suitable for everyone.

For example, the homophones written by Lu Xun, they are called homophones and there is nothing wrong with that.

But if you write a homophone, it will definitely be a typo.

But Lu Xun also said that "Qin" can be translated as "qing", which means that if a girl is willing to call you Brother Qin, then her real intention is probably to call you Qing Gege...

Yes, that’s right. This is what Lu Xun said. It has nothing to do with me.

My God, Brother Qin...

As this name came out of Yuanzi's mouth, Qin Wuque couldn't help but twitch slightly at the corners of his mouth.

He decisively changed the subject and got straight to the point: "By the way, Sonoko, did you come here alone this time? It seems that you didn't see your uncle?"

"Ah~ You mean Uncle Jiroyoshi." Sonoko reacted immediately.

Although she didn't know why Qin Wuque suddenly changed the subject, she was very happy anyway because the title was not explicitly rejected.

She recalled carefully, and then imitated a sophisticated tone and said: "Yuanzi, you are a big girl now, and it is time for you to learn to take over the work of the consortium. You can't always let us adults stand in front of you. It's time for others to know the future successor of our Suzuki Group. You should go to this press conference alone!"

"Uh~"

"That's what my uncle said anyway." Yuanzi shrugged. "Actually, I know everything. My uncle likes to be at ease and doesn't like social events like this. But my father is very busy, and if anyone wants to accompany me, it can only be my uncle, so he just found an excuse to slip away."

"Oh Moses Roy..." Qin Wuque clapped with a subtle expression.

"But after all, it's actually not that bad." Sonoko changed the subject, "I was with Ran, Conan, and Uncle Mori just now, so not many people noticed me. There were a few annoying little brats though..."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but look towards a few children who were playing football in the venue not far away as if no one was around.

Qin Wuque also took a glance and recognized that they were the descendants of the bigwigs who had arrived at the Beika City Hall at about the same time as he had just arrived. They seemed to be a Kyogen master, a deputy director of the Metropolitan Police Department, and a bank president.

By the way, what kind of profession is a Kyogen master? Why does it sound a bit like a troll?

Is it because he talks nonsense all the time?

"Oh no, you just said Xiaolan and Conan are here too?" Qin Wuque suddenly realized, "Are they going to try out that full stealth device too?"

He thought to himself, would Conan join him in a game just to get revenge on him, and then deliberately send people to the game to disgust him?

"Of course not." Yuanzi said, "The Sindora Company is very smart. There are only 50 trial qualifications in total, and only those who have participated in the production are eligible for trial. Our Suzuki Group provided financial support, including Brother Qin's Karasuma Group at the time. The partners that Sindora Company found are all giants in various industries. They don't even look at the second-tier ones. Even though there are so many people invited, a large part of them are here for those giants. These are all free publicity channels."

Well, they are all bigwigs from all walks of life.

Wouldn't it be nice if we could have a shot of Allahu Akbar here...

Qin Wuque subconsciously started thinking like a terrorist.

"But Brother Qin should have already obtained the qualification for the trial, right?" Yuanzi tilted her head and pointed to an exquisite badge pinned on her dress above her left chest.

"Yes, there is..." Qin Wuque nodded and put his hand into his pocket, but he was stunned after touching it.

"What's wrong?" Yuanzi asked curiously when she saw him suddenly stunned.

Qin Wuque shook his head in confusion without saying a word. He slowly took his clenched fist out of his pocket, and when he opened his fist, he found two trial qualification badges lying quietly in his palm.

But he clearly remembered that when Captain Qin gave him only one...

Yuanzi was also a little surprised: "There are actually two! I only have one here!"

"Oh this..." Qin Wuque was a little uncertain, "Maybe one of them should be given to me by my grandfather."

"Eh?!"

Sonoko was even more surprised now.

"So you're here, Sonoko."

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly came from the side.

The two of them turned around at the same time and saw Xiaolan, who was still wearing cool and casual clothes, walking towards them not far away, followed by Conan, who also had a trial badge on his chest.

...as well as three elementary school students who looked to be in the first grade, and an old man with round body, white hair, wearing a tuxedo, round-frame glasses.

"Ran? And Conan, Dr. Agasa, and the little brats?" Sonoko was surprised for a moment, then slapped her forehead, "Ah, sorry, sorry, I wanted to come here to drink a glass of watermelon juice, but I happened to meet Brother Qin... Mr. Qin, and we chatted for a while."

Then she bent down and smiled at the three little ones.

"How was it, did you enjoy your meal, little brats~"

"happy--"

The answers were quite uniform.

Qin Wuque was not interested in acting as a caring older brother or the leader of the kids. After nodding politely to Xiaolan as a greeting, he walked straight past the defense line and came to Conan and the old man.

“Ciao~” He waved.

The familiar greeting did not make Conan let down his guard. To be honest, he did not expect to meet Qin Wuque here. Although he had all the necessary equipment with him, he had no confidence in facing him head-on. If he had known that this god of death would be present, he would never have let Uncle Maori and Xiaolan come here today.

"Dr. Agasa, he is the one I told you about before." Conan stared at Qin Wuque and whispered, while calmly kicking the leather shoes of the old man next to him.

"Huh? Oh!"

The white-haired old man called Dr. Agasa obviously knew something. After a brief moment of surprise, he immediately reacted and his face tightened.

It was obvious that he wanted to look serious, but due to rigid conditions, his efforts not only failed to make him look serious, but instead made him look funny and cute like a naughty boy.

"I find that you are really stubborn..." Qin Wuque scratched his head.

Suddenly, the host's voice came through the microphone and the high-fidelity speakers installed on the ceiling at the top of the huge stepped conference hall, resounding throughout the exhibition hall.

"Next, we would like to invite Mr. Yusaku Kudo who has come from the United States to come to the stage and give us the opening speech!"

Hmm? Kudo Yusaku?

Qin Wuque thought for a moment, then immediately turned his head to look at the stage in front of him. He happened to see a middle-aged man with a slender physique, a very elegant and wise temperament, and very well-maintained, stepping onto the podium and taking the microphone from the host. His face was about 80% similar to a certain Tokyo Death God.

"Huh? Isn't that your dad?"

The old boss of Los Santos leaned over, pointed at the mystery novelist who was giving a speech on the stage, and whispered to Conan.

"Yes, but what do you want?" Conan looked alert.

"I...I didn't think about anything."

The old spoonman rubs his hands with flies.

"I just want to ask, where is your super beautiful mother, is she here too?"

"..."

The sudden turn of events left not only Conan but even Dr. Agasa dumbfounded.

No, they are not terrorists at all!

Isn't this exactly the same as a certain sleeping famous detective?

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Take a break~

Chapter 207: Splatoon Gathering

The opening ceremony lasted about half an hour and was hosted almost entirely by Yusaku Kudo on stage. From his discussion of the original intention of developing the project, to his mention of his relationship with "Cocoon", the project leader, to its irresistible evolution into an offline meeting and autograph session for book fans, the popularity of this world-leading mystery novelist was evident.

However, considering that a large proportion of the fans of this mystery novelist are female, and in order to meet the needs of the male guests present, the Sintra Group even invited the popular idol singer Yoko Okino to perform.

Just like this, about another hour passed.

Although Qin Wuque was not very interested in the performances on the stage, it was beyond human power to eat and drink continuously for an hour, so he basically spent more than an hour chatting with a certain Suzuki second daughter, and by the way, he would persecute Conan who looked like he was facing a great enemy and wanted to stare at him every minute and every second.

For example, pretend to casually ask a certain female celebrity whether she is dissatisfied with her husband in some way recently.

Or ask a mystery novelist if he has become incapable of writing due to his advanced age~

By the way, let’s discuss how to maintain a harmonious relationship between husband and wife~

In short, Conan's mentality has exploded in many ways.

Oh, by the way, it's worth mentioning that because Qin Wuque noticed that a certain Tokyo Bleach elementary school student seemed to have a "Cocoon" trial qualification badge given to him by his old father on the grounds that "Shinichi is busy with the case and has no time to experience the game but doesn't want to waste it", he specially gave the other extra badge in his hand to Xiaolan in front of the former.

Conan, who witnessed this scene at the side, almost turned his face green.

What a bastard. It's fine if he's trying to hit on his mother in a roundabout way, but he's actually turning his attention to his girlfriend. This is intolerable.

No! Even if it draws his mother's attention, I can't stand it!

Time passed like this minute by minute.

Just when everyone was about to lose interest in talking and wondering why the press conference had not officially begun, the huge tiered conference hall suddenly went dark.

No, it didn't get dark. To be precise, all the lights were focused on the stage.

The sudden change in brightness made everyone pause, and then they all cast different glances towards the stage.

"Next, please enjoy this next-generation game console - Cocoon!"

The host on the stage has regained control of the microphone. He is standing next to an open "cocoon" in the center of the stage. A model girl dressed in cool and slim clothes is demonstrating how to correctly use this magical machine of this era.

At the same time, it is accompanied by the host's clear explanation.

"This magical instrument can control the five senses of a person, whether it is pain, touch or smell. When the player is in the game world, all sensory sensations will become extremely real under the effect of this instrument. It uses a system that stimulates the central nervous system through electricity. It is not only completely harmless to the body..."

This set of rhetoric was exactly the same as what some groups used when they gave lectures to the elderly to promote those mysterious-sounding health care devices. Qin Wuque's ears filtered out the sound signal the moment it received it.

All he really wanted to hear was the host's last words.

"Then let's move on to the official experience session. Players who have the trial qualification are invited to come on stage and participate in the trial!"

As these crucial words were spoken, there was a slight commotion among the crowd.

Some adults whose faces would automatically convey the words "successful dad" or "strong woman mom" just by standing there lowered their heads, handed the trial qualification badges to their children, and at the right time lowered their eyes that were half-open with kindness and encouragement.

Qin Wuque and Yuanzi each represented a family. There was no need and no one for them to show off their family affection in public, so they just exchanged glances with each other.

"Let's go." Yuanzi said in a light tone.

She took the lead and walked towards the stage, not forgetting to bring her good friend Xiaolan along.

Conan, who originally wanted to go with Xiaolan, could only follow behind with his head in his hands, looking depressed, while also making sure to keep a distance from Qin Wuque.

On the stage, fifty giant egg-like "cocoons" all entered standby mode under the control of a computer program. The eggshells were uniformly half-open, revealing the space capsule-like seats inside. From a distance, they looked like huge cradles.

Most of the people on stage were elementary school students, most of whom were about the same age as Conan. On the contrary, people like Qin Wuque and Sonoko, who were obviously almost adults, became the outliers.

But it's not to the point of causing ridicule.

You have to know that most people in the audience can’t play even if they want to.

Since there was a model lady's operation demonstration in front and the Sindor Group had specially arranged people to assist, there were no technical difficulties in the process of using the computer.

Qin Wuque sat in the cocoon, and he had been thinking about a serious biological problem until the young lady next to him, who was wearing the uniform of the Sindor Company, put a headband for sensing neural signals on his head.

So far, all surgeries in the world that require partial or general anesthesia require patients not to eat or drink for a certain period of time before the operation to prevent certain unexpected situations from occurring during the operation.

But if this machine can really cut off the human central nervous system signals to control the five senses, wouldn't it be equivalent to general anesthesia?

The problem was that the little ones present had just eaten and drunk their fill, and some of them might have started to feel the urge to urinate because they drank too much.

If you think about it...

hiss~

I hope that after the trial is over, the scene won’t turn into a hell scroll.

As Qin Wuque was thinking about this, he saw the translucent cover that had been hanging above his head suddenly descend with the sound of a motor running. Then, as the host said "The trial game officially begins", he lost consciousness.

It's just like turning off the power. It's a very simple and crude way to start the game, without any loading animation at all.