Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 1006: Rei Fangtani: The Most Important Thing Is Asano Nobushige

"Artificial intelligence?" Fangtani Rei was slightly surprised and then angry, "Do you think I'm a fool to believe such rhetoric?"

Hiroki suddenly felt aggrieved: "Everything I said is true, otherwise how could ordinary humans help you avoid surveillance and unlock the door for you?"

Sure enough, he has been having smooth sailing since the beginning of the investigation, just because there was help. But artificial intelligence... what kind of artificial intelligence can do this?

In Jianggu Ling's understanding, the development of artificial intelligence is still in its infancy, and it is impossible to talk to him for so long without revealing his "mentally retarded" nature like this artificial intelligence.

Wait, it seems that there was a very powerful artificial intelligence before. Feng Gurei remembers that its name was...

"Noah's Ark?" Fang Gu Ling asked tentatively.

"It's not Noah's Ark, it's just a system I designed." Hiroki realized something was wrong as soon as he said the words, but it was too late.

"Did you design Noah's Ark?" Rei Fukiya quickly dug out a name in his mind, "Hiroki Sawada, are you Hiroki Sawada? No, no, Hiroki Sawada is dead. Even the sojourn Hiroki Sawada who was in Noah’s Ark should also have disappeared.”

When he suspected Asano Nobushige, he had attended the game conference led by Hiroki Sawada for the purpose of investigation. According to his later investigation, Sawada Hiroki's father Kenmura Nakabin appeared to be very low-key on the surface, but in fact he had been doing some strange things, and seemed to be secretly working for someone.

Listening to Feng Gulii's analysis, Hiroki wished he could turn himself into a hermit crab and hide in his shell.

Really, he is a science student through and through. His favorite thing is computers and his favorite game is programming. This kind of thing where he has to deal with people and avoid being talked about is not suitable for him at all! Especially since the other party is still an undercover agent!

Undercover, what is undercover? Those are a group of human beings who have become spirits. How could he, a ten-year-old science boy, be his opponent?

Hiroki secretly discussed for a long time, and Rei Fukiya had already analyzed a bunch of results: "Hiroki Sawada is dead, so it is more likely that you are his father, Kenmura Nakahin, but you also said that you are Artificial intelligence, or the designer of Noah's Ark... Could it be that Jian Cun Zhongbin was so crazy that he made his own son into an artificial intelligence?!"

Hiroki trembled: "Stop guessing. Who I am has no influence on you at all. On the contrary, if you continue to guess, someone you value very much may be angry."

Fang Guling raised his eyebrows: "A person I value very much?"

Hiroki: "..."

Did he say the wrong thing again?

Fangtani Rei vaguely realized that this artificial intelligence's knowledge of him might have involved the name "Fangtani Rei". This made him uneasy, but at the same time he became more and more curious about the person behind the artificial intelligence. He is probably the person that the artificial intelligence says he values ​​​​very much, right?

But the people he valued most were already dead.

His parents passed away when he was young, and the couple who showed him kindness when he was most helpless were killed by the organization. His childhood friend, You Tongran, died on the rooftop four years ago. His best friends from his student days went their separate ways and reunited in heaven.

He has been alone for a long time, so where can he find anyone who cares about him?

Could it be that the artificial intelligence is also playing word games, and he is referring to all the citizens he has sworn to protect?

No……

Fang Guling suddenly realized that he was indeed alone a few months ago, but now he had comrades walking side by side. Asano Nobushige is also undercover in the organization and bears no less responsibility and pain than him. In a sense, they are the most similar.

If he talks about the people he values, Asano Nobushige is probably ranked first. ——The second one is Zhufu Gaoming. Jianggu Ling once swore in front of his best friend’s grave that he would protect his family with his life.

Hiroki, who was trying to reduce his presence, suddenly found that Rei Fukiya had withdrawn his probing gaze. He put his phone close to his body and seemed to have decided to continue the investigation.

Hiroki couldn't help but raise a question: Could it be that Fangtani Rei had figured it out and didn't want to delve deeper?

But Asano Nobushige, who was thousands of kilometers away, suddenly sneezed.

"Mr. Asano, are you okay?" Sera asked with concern.

Nobuhiro touched the slightly red tip of his nose and said, "Maybe it's because of the wind last night. It's nothing serious."

“Recently, the temperature has been very high during the day, and the exposure has been even heavier at night, making it easier to catch a cold…”

Before Sera Masaki finished speaking, Chisato Nishimura suddenly heard an "ah-chirp" sound and sneezed.

"Miss Nishimura also had a blast last night?"

Chisato Nishimura smiled and said, "Maybe I didn't close the window when I rested last night."

"Did Ms. Nishimura go to the market yesterday? The temperature in the suburbs is much lower than in the city. It's easy to catch a cold every time you come and go." A regular customer of Iroha said with concern, "You live alone anyway and buy daily necessities. Just go to the supermarket.”

"Well, thank you."

Conan pricked up his ears keenly: "Sister Nishimura, the supermarket is close and has a lot of things. Why do you go to the suburban market to buy things?"

Chisato Nishimura was stunned for a moment before saying: "Kid, you are still young and have not been exposed to the daily necessities of life. Low-income people like me have to be careful about everything they buy. Supermarkets are convenient, but they are expensive. I go there every week. You can save a lot of living expenses by buying things in the market.”

"But the market is so far away. Sister Nishimura, you have to spend a lot of money on traveling back and forth, right?" Conan questioned, "Can the money saved by buying things for one person be worth the excessive travel expenses?"

Chisato Nishimura's face turned slightly stiff, and she had no choice but to change the subject awkwardly: "Mr. Police Officer, there should be nothing to do with me here, right? I have to go to work at night, can I go back and rest now?"

Seeing this, Conan walked aside and tugged on the hem of Chiba Criminal's clothes.

"As long as you investigate whether I bought cyanide, won't you know whether I have killed anyone?" On the other side, Ishikawa Yasuhiro couldn't stand the police's questioning and shouted, "You guys are really affecting business here!"

The Mumu Police Department looked around and found that all the remaining guests looked tired and seemed to have lost their patience. Seeing this, he had no choice but to say: "Okay, Miss Nishimura can leave like everyone else after leaving her contact information. We may need your cooperation later. As for Mr. Ishikawa, you left your fingerprints after all, please follow us Let’s go back to the Metropolitan Police Department.”

Chisato Nishimura agreed, then picked up a ballpoint pen and wrote his phone number and address on Takagi Wataru's police manual.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro was dissatisfied and said: "How many times do I have to tell you before you believe me?"

"No matter how many times I tell you, it's useless." A voice suddenly interrupted, "I already know the motive of your murder."

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