Chapter 117 In an Era without Radar, He Knew Nothing About the Dangers

With a loud "bang", the number on the machine rose rapidly, and finally stopped at four hundred points! !

Conan's whole body stiffened and he didn't dare to turn his neck. He just stared at Mao Lilan dumbfounded, cold sweat flowing down his face.

"Conan!" Mao Lilan felt refreshed as if he had beaten Shinichi, "Would you like to try it? It's very useful, right?"

"Uh... no, no, I suddenly want to go to the bathroom..." Conan looked around, "But I don't know where the bathroom is yet."

"I thought I saw it just now." Nobuhiro said, "Let me take Conan there to prevent him from running around."

The main thing is to prevent him from running around and being accidentally affected by the bomb.

When he mentioned the bomb and thought of his similar suit jacket to Hideaki Nakajima, Nobuhiro suddenly seemed to have some kind of premonition and subconsciously touched the contents of his pocket through his clothes.

...Okay, this feeling is obviously two number plates.

So he, who usually likes casual wear, but wore a suit because today's press conference is considered a formal event, how come he got into trouble by such a coincidence?

Fortunately, he was more cautious and remembered his number plate.

There are two number plates in the pocket, which means that Takeshita Yunobu probably took Hideaki Nakajima's number plate, but put it on the wrong clothes when he put his own.

Then...

Nobushige's eyes fell on Nakajima Hideaki and he was determined to proceed according to the original plot.

A chance encounter in the bathroom is a good idea.

Nakajima Hideaki didn't know if he felt the gaze. He turned around and said, "Then I'll go with you."

This request was in line with Nobuhiro's wishes.

It's just that... it always feels weird for two grown men and an almost-adult boy to go to the toilet together...

While walking on the road, Nobushige deliberately got closer to Nakajima Hideaki: "It must be interesting to work in video games, right? After all, you are always in contact with games, and the audience is mostly children and teenagers."

"No, it's just the opposite. Programming is a very mentally demanding job, and I often have headaches and can't sleep."

OK, it only took a short moment for Nobuyoshi to complete the transfer of the number plate. Now that all numbers are back on track, the game can continue. During the transfer process, Nobuhiro did not even touch the number plate representing the bomb to prevent leaving his fingerprints on it.

"Really? That detective Mouri Kogoro's Mystery Mansion must have had many difficulties during the development process, right?" Nobushige walked to Conan naturally and distanced himself from Hideaki Nakajima.

"Yes. Other programmers and I worked overtime for several months to finally complete it. Looking back now, it's really... ah!"

Nobushige grabbed Conan.

Nakajima Hideaki was muttering like this when he bumped into a tall man with a sturdy back and strong waist.

Tequila had a sullen face and walked past them without saying a word, as if she couldn't see these three people at all.

Conan stared blankly at Tequila's leaving figure: "He's really tall..." Without Haibara Ai, the organization's radar, he just thought the man was weird, but didn't think much about it.

"Is he also an employee of Mantiantian?" Conan asked subconsciously out of the professionalism of a detective.

Nakajima Hideaki was knocked to the ground and looked confused: "I guess not, I have never seen him."

Nobushige helped him up and discovered that the number plate had been changed into another pocket.

As expected, Tequila adopted his suggestion and made a deal with Hideaki Nakajima here.

When Nakajima Hideaki came out of the bathroom to wash his hands, Conan asked him curiously: "Programmer is a career with good prospects, right?"

At the same time, Nobuhiro's cell phone vibrated in his pocket, and he knew it was an email from Tequila reporting on the progress of the mission without looking at it.

"Well, probably. But it must be one of the most troublesome jobs." Nakajima Hideaki lowered his head and said to Conan, "Take the mystery mansion of the famous detective Mouri Kogoro as an example. I even got sick once during the period. As a result, I had to catch up while resting at home.”

Conan was surprised: "Is it so hard?"

"Humph, I think you suffered from nervous breakdown due to being entangled in the underground money laundering organization, so you got sick, right?" Koji Ueda sarcastically said as he walked into the bathroom.

Nakajima Hideaki was struck by what he said, and his face suddenly became gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and stared at his back.

Such a strong and unusual reaction caught Conan's attention. He paid special attention to it and silently remembered it in his heart.

…

Nobushige didn't play any other games of Barbarian Paradise that day, but he still watched Mao Lilan's trial of "Detective Detective Mouri Kogoro's Mystery Mansion" attentively.

With Conan as an off-site guide, even though Mouri Kogoro often gave completely opposite reasoning to the reminders of the NPC "Moori Kogoro", Moori Lan still successfully passed the level.

"I didn't expect that the owner of the mansion was the real target of the murderer. The piano teacher was so pitiful. She just went to her employer's house for lessons. Who would have thought that she would lose her life."

Maybe it's because the game graphics are so exquisite and the dialogue is so detailed and real that Mao Lilan couldn't get out of the plot for a long time. She was also immersed in the emotions of the victim's piano teacher and defended her.

…

That day Kogoro Mori took to the podium very formally.

He only said three sentences: "I am very happy and honored to be invited by Mantiantian Company to participate in the design and development of the game Detective Mouri Kogoro's Mystery Mansion as a guide. Although I am not a professional, I I don’t understand the design of the game, but I can see the seriousness and responsibility of every participant in this game. I hope you can all feel the charm of detectives in the game, and real crime scenes are often more complicated and confusing than games.”

In the audience, Mao Lilan's eyes widened in surprise, and Conan's mouth could fit an egg in astonishment.

"That's great! Dad, why do you say it so well?"

Mouri Kogoro walked off the stage amidst thunderous applause, and faced his daughter's expression of shock mixed with joy.

He straightened his face and pretended to be angry: "What! I am such a powerful detective, of course I can speak very well!!"

"Hey~" Mao Lilan smiled and narrowed her eyes, "You are allowed to drink a little strong alcohol today, just consider it a celebration!"

"Really?!" Mouri Kogoro whispered in surprise, reaching out to give his daughter a hug.

However, a small piece of paper written in Japanese was forgotten by its owner and fell gently in the air.

Mao Lilan had sharp eyes and noticed the note at once. She reached out and keenly picked up the note before Mouri Kogoro did, and looked at it carefully.

Mouri Kogoro suddenly had a bitter look on his face: "Xiaolan! That's just a piece of note paper. I might have accidentally stuck it on when I was changing my clothes this morning. Throw it away!!"

"I am very happy and honored to be able to..." Mao Lilan read out the words written on the note, "Ah dad! So you are making cheat sheets!!"

Maori Kogoro chased Mao Lilan to grab the note, and the father and daughter burst into laughter.

"Uncle, it's true that you have to make a cheat sheet with just these few words." Conan said quite speechlessly.

But Xinfan looked at the father and daughter, and his smile became more sincere: "I think this is quite good."