Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 202 Xiaolan's shameful role play, mild
7 p.m.

At the Maori Detective Agency, the roofs of the surrounding single-family buildings and the protruding attics formed a shadow. Yingsheng lay quietly in it, watching Xiaolan's figure through the gap between the curtains not far away through the sight.

It wasn't long before Xiaolan, who was simply tidying up the housework, suddenly seemed to notice something. She walked to the window and closed the curtains completely with a clatter.

Yingsheng continued to stay there for a while, until he heard Xiaolan's question in the headset, he moved backwards silently, like a poisonous snake.

After changing his position, Yingsheng removed the sight and turned to observe other observation positions that he thought were quite good.

After changing positions three times in a row, the alarm device that was set up previously did not sound any alarm, so Yingsheng finally responded:

"The white Santana at the corner of the street, Xiaolan, is walking along the left wall, always looking at the window on the right."

"clear."

After a moment, Yingsheng also got into the driver's seat of Santana and looked in the rearview mirror. Xiaolan, who had been burying her head under the seat, looked up. Like Yingsheng, she was also wearing a black fitted sportswear made of cotton, which made no sound when she moved, and a hood on her head.

Xiaolan picked up the mask at hand and shook it towards Yingsheng. It was a mask of the Queen of Venice with exquisite blue and white paintings.

"Is this okay?" she asked.

"Of course, this thing can only fool NPCs who are not clear about our existence. Suspicious people can guess our identity by looking at our body shape and hairstyle. The mask is not that important."

Yingsheng started the car, also driving slowly at first, then speeding up after leaving the street.

"Eh?"

Xiaolan touched her hairstyle, the super recognizable Angle, and hesitated for two seconds:

"Should I change my hairstyle?"

"That's not necessary. If we get to the point of close combat, you don't want your identity to be exposed. The other party will only die. By the way, try to speak to me in another voice."

"Cough cough cough-"

Xiaolan cleared her throat and said in a hoarse voice: "Tianshu, I will do my best, but I hope that it is best not to be in a situation where I have to silence you."

"I'm trying my best, Alice, but your voice disguise is really not very good. Anyone who hears it will know that you are a girl. Just like the mask, it can only fool strangers and NPCs. It will be exposed immediately when facing familiar people."

"Oh, but you too."

"Yes, I don't even have the skill of voice changing, which is really frustrating."

In Yingsheng's previous life, things like voice changing and appearance changing could be done with just data. His citizen level was very high, and he had Xuantian behind him. Even if he needed to change his appearance when performing a mission, he never had to use the primitive means of natural humans.

In fact, he didn't have biological organs such as Adam's apple and trachea to change his voice at that time.

"We still have to rely on technology." Yingsheng said.

He had actually found a lot of voice changers on the Internet, but most of them were for female voices, and there was no way to adjust in real time or quickly clone other people's voices. They were not even miniaturized, which was quite inconvenient.

"I feel like this shouldn't be too difficult for professionals, but I can't find one right now. Does Xiaolan know anyone?"

"Professionals...scientists..."

Xiaolan only thought for two seconds, and immediately her eyes lit up: "Shinichi's neighbor Dr. Agasa is a very good inventor. Well... although he always makes some explosions and looks quite unreliable, my mother quite recognizes his professionalism as a scientist."

Yingsheng smiled and said, "It's nothing to create explosions. Isn't the Nobel Prize for explosives? And if you explore in a known direction, there won't be so many accidents. You said he always creates explosions. If he is not too sloppy, then he is very innovative in research and development."

Xiaolan seemed to be thinking: "When I was a kid and went to his house to play, he did introduce some very strange things, um... very imaginative." "For example?"

"For example, the bamboo dragonfly in Doraemon can't carry a person, but it can carry a model of Kamen Rider. But the direction control is a problem, and it ended up hitting an electric fan. There is also a remote-controlled football, which can be controlled by the handle. He originally wanted to give it to Shinichi, but he was despised."

"Um……"

Yingsheng shook his head and said, "If it's just this level, there's nothing to be seen.

The first key point is energy endurance, but you said it hit the fan, which is impossible to verify;

The second key point is position recognition. A football is a rolling sphere, and it does not have clear front, back, left, and right like a remote-controlled airplane. Considering that the operator will also be running around on the football field, to achieve this kind of real-time spatial position recognition with an ultra-high refresh rate, Dr. Agasa could have built a radar. Unfortunately, you did not use it and could not verify it.

Besides, there is another question, he gave footballs to Kudo, so do they have a good relationship? "

Xiaolan nodded: "Of course, they are neighbors, Shinichi often goes to his place, I live a little far away, and I am not very interested in those things, except when I am with Shinichi, I rarely go there alone."

"In that case, will he make things for anonymous people?" asked Yingsheng. "After all, if a detective like Kudo knew that we made a voice changer, it would be too suspicious."

"I'm sorry, I'm not very clear about this."

"That's normal. Frankenstein is a monster. Except for those who are very curious and familiar with him, most people will probably keep a polite distance. I'll ask someone to visit him tomorrow. If there is a voice changer, many things will be much easier."

"……Feel sorry."

"I've already said it's nothing..."

dong dong dong——!
There was a sudden knock on the door from the speaker of Yingsheng's phone which was placed on the passenger seat. He immediately pulled over and handed the phone to Xiaolan:

"Now it's my turn to apologize to you. Remember what I told you before? Your breathing should be a little faster, but not too deliberate."

Xiaolan's cheeks immediately flushed, and she nodded and took the phone. After another louder knock on the door, she pressed the receiver:
"Who?!"

"Sorry to bother you, I have an important matter to entrust to Mr. Maori."

The man on the other side sounded quite embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, my father is injured and in the hospital. I won't be able to accept any commissions in the next month. Please change to another firm."

"I see. Is there something wrong with you? Your breathing is a little rapid."

Xiaolan covered the microphone, took two deep breaths, stopped her deliberately disguised rapid breathing, and let go of the microphone:

"Nothing. If you don't know who to entrust, I recommend the Amuro Detective Agency. They are very efficient."

"Is it really nothing?"

"Thank you for your concern. If your request is troublesome, do you need me to help call the police?"

"Um... no thanks. Sorry to bother you."

Conversation ends.

On the surface, everything seemed calm.

(End of this chapter)