Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Chapter 573: It Couldn’t Be More Serious
Lie and Hiroki left home early, allowing Xiaolan and the others to arrive at the press conference more than half an hour earlier than scheduled.

The "two families" were walking side by side. On the left was Retsu holding Hiroki's left hand and Ai's right hand. On the right was Conan holding Ran's right hand and Uncle Maori standing on his left hand.

As the only adult males in their respective families, Kogoro Mori and Rei naturally go hand in hand.

Syndra's game launch was even more grand than they had expected - with more than half an hour left before it officially started, many high-level people from all walks of life had already arrived.

"This Syndra Company is really amazing." As a detective, Maori Kogoro's observation skills are not bad at certain times. For example, at this time, he recognized those high-ranking politicians one by one. "That one seems to be the president of Touto Bank? And this one over here seems to be one of the councilors of Nerima District..."

"Oh! That seems to be the chairman of the Kurama Group that has been in the limelight recently..."

"That's amazing. They even invited the deputy director of the Metropolitan Police Department..."

Kogoro Mori used several similar words in a row, but none of them were wrong.

On the contrary, Rei, who was walking next to him, was not interested in the political affairs in Japan. He just nodded whenever Kogoro Maori said something, and looked a little silly.

But then, their eyes were both drawn to a figure at the same time... Don't get me wrong, it wasn't a beautiful woman.

Just someone they were all somewhat familiar with.

"That person seems to be... Mr. Tsuchimoto?" Kogoro Mori blinked, a little unsure.

However, the figure in front of him was highly similar to the figure of Tu Yuan San in the Twin Skyscrapers last time.

Mao Lilan looked around for a while, but couldn't find Sonoko. Just then she heard her father muttering. She turned around and was immediately delighted: "Really! It's really Mr. Tuyuan!"

The day before yesterday, when she and Sonoko were in Shibuya, if it weren't for Tsuchimoto Mikami's help, they really wouldn't have been able to experience the advanced virtual game.

Seeing Xiaolan pulling Maori Kogoro and about to go up to say hello to them, Lie smacked his lips, glanced at someone who looked a little rigid in the crowd, and silently pulled the three children to a slightly emptier banquet table.

"Okay, you three can just play here and have some fun. If Mr. Maori asks me, just say I'm going to the bathroom."

Rei waved his hand with a smile, exchanged glances with Hiroki, and without waiting for Conan and Haibara Ai to react, he rushed into the crowd and disappeared in a few seconds.

"Eh? Lin, Mr. Lin?"

Conan's little paws were in mid-air, grabbing only a piece of air.

The long-lost half-moon eyes gradually took shape - it was over, he felt that Mr. Lin wanted to do something bad behind his back again...

Huiyuan Ai didn't pay much attention to Conan's attitude towards Lie, and squinted her eyes: "Then what? What did you want to tell me along the way?"

"...Eh?" Conan was stunned, "Haibara, why are you..."

"'How did you know I had something to say to you'? That's what you want to ask, right?" Huihara Ai smiled as if everything was under control. She stood on tiptoe and picked up a toothpick on the table next to her to poke a piece of cake. "I'm not blind. You looked at me more than a dozen times along the way. You don't think I can't see anything, do you?"

Conan: "..."

Ah.

Is he that obvious?
Huihara Ai took a small bite of the cake: "Then what? What information do you want to tell me? The organization? Or the FBI?"

Conan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lowered his voice: "Hey! Huiyuan, keep your voice down, Hiroki is still beside us..."

Haibara Ai:"……"

At this point, Conan wouldn't still think that Hiroki is just an innocent elementary school student who knows nothing, right?

How should I put it... I feel that Conan is sometimes unreasonably sharp, and sometimes incredibly dull.

Hiroki, who was standing by, was not deaf either. He heard the conversation clearly. He ate his cake and replied, "Ah, it's okay. I understand. You guys continue." Hiroki also felt a little strange: Conan had confessed to Rei several times, but he still didn't say anything in front of him...

Is he not worthy?
Conan: "..."

Damn it, Hiroki heard it anyway...

He really doesn't want to drag Hiroki into this!

Conan's eyes were filled with desolation - of course he knew that Hiroki and Retsu were not simple, but... he subconsciously regarded Hiroki as an elementary school student, and he did not want to involve Hiroki in adult matters.

Under the dual gaze of Haibara Ai and Hiroki, Conan could only tell the truth.

There just happened to be relatively few people around them, leaving them with a vacuum area, and Maori Kogoro and Xiaolan hadn't come to look for them yet...

"Huiyuan, at this press conference tonight, the people from the organization may..."

……

In the corner of the press conference hall.

Without anyone noticing, several plates of pastries on the table kept disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye...

Judging by the number of empty plates next to them, the disappearance of these pastries may have been going on for some time.

So, where did all the disappearing pastries go?
the answer is--

In Gin's mouth.

"…Tsk, that was a bad idea."

Gin stood beside the banquet table where no one was paying attention, observing the attendees with cold eyes, and realized a major problem:
His cognition is slightly behind the times.

Because the last time he sneaked into such a high-level ceremony to obtain intelligence was last time...well, to be precise, it was more than 20 years ago, when he was carrying out a mission in the UK.

At the ceremony at that time, all kinds of nobles wore various fancy aristocratic costumes - everyone was so fancy that he didn't stand out in a military uniform, and it could even be said that he was inconspicuous.

but now.

Gin looked around at the scene where everyone was wearing suits and ties, and felt a little out of place.

...Of course, he was the only one who felt so.

Everyone else ignored him, even though this kind of "dressing up" should seem different in the eyes of normal people, but in fact normal people couldn't see Gin, or they subconsciously ignored him.

After eating some pastries, Gin saw that the press conference had not started yet. After thinking for a while, he decided to check the central control first.

According to the inside information obtained by the organization this time, Sindra Company attaches great importance to this advanced version of DNA tracking program in their hands, and has also applied it to the game currently being prepared for public release. It is said that as long as you enter the game, the machine will automatically compare it with the data in the database. If the original data is not in the database, then a new data will be entered...

And without even knowing it.

This behavior is tantamount to blatantly stealing other people's personal information. In addition, that kind of game cabin is equivalent to directly scanning the human body, so information such as human fingerprints and sclera is also likely to be directly stolen.

With this DNA and other basic information which is the most secretive about a person, can't Sindra do whatever it wants?
——Of course, it is impossible for a decent company to do bad things.

But is the organization serious?

That must be...it couldn't be more serious.

(End of this chapter)