Conan's Unscientific Detective

"Humph……"

Conan turned away and stopped talking to the fake loli who was teasing him.

Really, you're still teasing him at this time...

Believe it or not, he cried right there for you to see?

"After all, he is a disciple of Holmes."

Fujino came to Conan's side, squatted down, and patted Conan's shoulder: "Cry if you want."

Conan: "...??!!"

He was startled when he heard the words, his little eyes were full of doubts, and he noticed the blind spot.

Immediately, he asked Fujino with some suspicion: "Weren't you replaced by Holmes? How do you know what he said?!"

"Ah, I have indeed been replaced, but that doesn't mean I can't see the picture."

Fujino explained in a low voice: "As the owner of the body, I can see the contents of the game from beginning to end."

"Nani?"

"Well, Holmes's disciple or something."

"Nani?!!"

After hearing what Fujino said, the expression on Conan's face immediately became wonderful.

Now I'm actually starting to take what Mr. Holmes said and start talking about it, so what's going to happen in the future?

He could already predict that Fujino and Haihara were not human beings and were using this joke to tease him!

But since this guy Fujino can see it, that means he becomes a disciple, and is also taught by Irene...

"Depend on!"

Conan couldn't help but lean back in his heart. Suddenly, he felt that his beautiful memories were suddenly mixed with something strange.

"Well, come on, disciple!"

Fujino saw that the other party's face suddenly looked very ugly, so he smiled and encouraged: "Even if it is a game, as a disciple of Sherlock Holmes, you should inherit Sherlock Holmes's will and continue on!"

"Ha ha……"

Conan, whose thoughts were interrupted, smiled, feeling a little embarrassed.

Let alone go on, he just wants to find a rope to hang himself!

But he glanced at the face of Holmes that he saw.

He couldn't help but recall the wonderful memories with Mr. Holmes.

As I thought about it, I felt uncomfortable again.

He lowered his head and began to rub his eyes.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

Suzuki Sonoko noticed Conan who was smiling and almost crying suddenly, and asked with a strange look on his face.

"Maybe it's because I'm too sad."

Xiaolan thought for a moment and sighed: "After all, I just became a disciple of Sherlock Holmes, and then I watched my master and Jack the Ripper die together..."

"Well, that's really uncomfortable."

Fujino stood up and nodded silently: "Maybe this is called crying without tears."

General Michael MacAsia, the starry sky star, once said in the large-scale documentary "The Legend of White Moonlight":

"The broken white moonlight is not scary, the white moonlight left in the memory is the most hurtful."

Memories of youth will always trap people in the past. A 17-year-old may not be able to forget it until he is 20. The memory of him will only become more and more beautiful as the memory becomes incomplete, until he is finally flawless and becomes even His current appearance is irreplaceable, so much so that just standing there, he wins directly.

People in memories are always the most perfect. Fujino felt that it would be better to leave some unforgettable memories for Conan.

It was exposed directly, but it no longer meant it.

Now he could imagine that one night in the future, the young detective suddenly thought of the memory of Sherlock Holmes jumping down with Jack the Ripper, and then secretly took out the white wine from the wine cabinet and wrapped it in a quilt. The scene of wiping tears.

It can only be said that the destructive power of Bai Yueguang in memories that is longed for but not available is far more terrifying than ordinary lies.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 565 Cyber ​​Jobber

"But speaking of it, this kid is really similar to that reasoning madman."

Sonoko clicked her tongue, looked at Conan, and couldn't help but complain: "In terms of liking Sherlock Holmes, he is exactly the same as that mystery maniac."

"Well, it does feel similar to Shinichi."

Xiaolan couldn't help but nodded and guessed: "Maybe you fell in love with Sherlock Holmes because of what Shinichi said?"

"That's right!"

The low-pitched Conan realized that he was about to reveal his secret, and immediately squeezed his bitter face and forced a smile: "Everyone listens to Brother Shinichi!"

"I'll just say it! After all, he always likes to talk about Sherlock Holmes and so on."

Xiaolan, who confirmed her suspicion, chuckled, and then said with some resentment: "But it's true, why is he talking about this to Conan!"

Conan: "..."

So is Sherlock Holmes something inappropriate for children?

It hurts, it really hurts!

Got stabbed again!

"Xiaolan!"

"Great, you are all fine..."

"Yeah! We were all worried to death just now!"

"That's right, I thought you really couldn't get out!"

At this time, Mouri Kogoro ran over, held his daughter's shoulders, and burst into tears. Akemi, the Shimogasa sisters, and Okino Yoko who followed behind also came to Fujino and Haibara with lingering fears. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Fujino looked at the worried person in front of him, and suddenly felt that this feeling of caring was quite good.

At least he won't be like an orphan, incompatible with the people around him in the cold, and leave the scene pretending to be cool.

However, Fujino left the scene without much experience.

After all, Sawada Hiroki is still waiting for him.

…………

Following the previous route, Fujino returned to the underground of the city hall among the chaotic crowd.

Kashimura Office.

"Hiroki, are you there?"

Fujino opened the office door and looked around.

"I'm here."

The surrounding servers suddenly flashed with spots of light, and Sawada Hiroki's familiar voice echoed in the room.

"Your body should be in these servers, right?"

"That's right, they're all here."

Hearing this, Fujino glanced around and asked, "So, what should I do?"

"In order to prevent hackers from intruding, the 'Cocoon' project has been physically separated from the outside world when it was developed."

The surrounding servers flickered again: "If you want to transfer, only physical transfer is feasible. Although I can reduce myself to an unevolved level, it still requires a large amount of physical storage media."

"And a large number of physical storage media will definitely be noticed by others. When the time comes, I'm afraid there will be many security guards questioning you."

"Well, that's really troublesome."

Fujino thought about a lot of security guards chasing him while holding a lot of hard drives, and nodded slightly: "Maybe he might be regarded as a commercial spy, and be put into the bureau by those powerful people wearing a big hat. son."

"Ugh……"

Sawada Hiroki sighed: "Is there really no way?"

"But it's not impossible."

Fujino interrupted the AI ​​child's unreasonable association: "Hey, Hiroki, is there a network cable interface or USB interface on your server?"

"USB and network cables are available."

Sawada Hiroki murmured in confusion: "Are you going to..."

Then, he saw Fujino take out a white notebook with a beautiful girl printed on it from under his suit.

Sawada Hiroki: "..."

Where did you get this thing? !

The speechless AI didn't care where such a big thing was hidden, but just reminded: "My data is very large, and the capacity of a single laptop is probably not enough to copy it in."

"This is no ordinary laptop!"

Fujino shook his finger, holding the notebook with one hand, pointing at the beautiful girl and said confidently: "This notebook of mine is an opened notebook. Didn't you see the bride on it?"

"I see... so what?"

"Just tell me where your interface is?"

Fujino is still somewhat confident in his notebook.

If it is said to have been enabled, it is indeed enabled by the system.

Are you afraid of the state-of-the-art technology that is twenty years ahead of this era?

But if his wife can't hold it, then he can only steal those hard drives and go home to assemble the server.

"It's over there, at the external bridge of the server host. I turned off the lights on the other servers, and that's the one that's left."

As soon as Hiroki Sawada finished speaking, the lights of the surrounding servers suddenly went out, leaving only one server on the left at the front of the room with its lights on: "There are transmission lines in the drawer. I suggest you connect a few more. Speed ​​up data transfer.”

"Well, the data cable and the network cable should be able to be plugged in. Oh, you guys are pretty advanced, USB2.0."

"Of course, after all, the most advanced server hardware used here is."

"Top-notch? It doesn't even have lightning, USB3.0 and Gigabit network cables. How can it be considered top-notch?"

While chatting, Fujino stepped forward, took out the data cable, then opened the server cabinet door and immediately found the corresponding interface.

Plug in both the data cable and the network cable and connect it to the computer.

"I'm in, you move on your own!"

Sawada Hiroki: "..."

Why do you feel that what you said is a bit inappropriate?

Forget it.

Hiroki didn't say anything more to this crooked detective, and instead began to diagnose the other party's computer.

Then, he paused and whispered: "Well, can you turn off your firewall so that I can't get in?"

"what?"

Fujino looked strange: "You, an advanced artificial intelligence AI, can't even break through the firewall?"

"It can be broken through, but it will take time."

Hiroki Sawada was on the verge of tears: "And you don't know how to do this system. It's a difficult group to attack. All the subroutines I threw out were killed!"

"Right……"

Fujino raised his chin and said, "It's really possible that you old guy can't beat me."

"I'm not old."

"You are old compared to this computer."