Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 138: Sorrowful Words

The main venue is in the underground hollow layer. After passing the front desk, you have to walk through a not-so-short corridor, and then take the elevator or spiral staircase down.

There is glass next to the corridor through which you can see what is happening in the venue.

Yuan Tai leaned against the glass and looked down: "What is that?"

He pointed to the wide stage at the front of the venue, where dozens of round devices were placed in an orderly manner, each of which was about as wide as two people could hold together.

"That must be the cocoon." Mitsuhiko also looked out.

"I want to play with cocoons too," Yuan Tai complained unwillingly.

"That's impossible." Although Mitsuhiko wanted to play, he was more rational and realistic, so he poured cold water on him. "Although we can be brought into the venue for entertainment, we can't experience the game without a special invitation."

Ayumi felt very sorry: "Being able to experience the game in a different history feels like time traveling, it sounds so interesting."

"No matter what, it's just a game." Conan was not very interested in this.

Yuantai and Mitsuhiko gave him dead eyes.

"That's because Conan is not good at games, right?" Ayumi smiled and tried to make excuses for him.

“I haven’t even finished Space Dragon yet.”

"Potmon always chooses the guy with the opposite attributes when fighting."

"My fingers are as stiff as my mother's rolling pin."

"His reaction is as slow as a mummy"

Genta and Mitsuhiko talked back and forth, and soon Conan was on the verge of red fever.

"When it comes to talent, can that be called 'slow'?"

Miyano Shiho heard the children's envy, thought about it, then poked Anhe and took the brooch she had left with him.

"If you want to experience it, I have one here." She held up her brooch and said, "But there is only one. You may need to think about how to divide it."

An He put his own in her hand as well: "Now there are two."

Seeing Miyano Shiho looking over, he smiled and whispered in her ear: "Without Teacher Miyano, it would be no fun to experience this game alone. It's better to give it to the children."

Another barely perceptible blush rose up on her face, and she turned to the children as if nothing had happened.

"Wow, it really is an experience brooch!" The children were pleasantly surprised at first.

But after hesitating for a while, they still didn't reach out.

Ayumi stepped forward, her face full of stubbornness: "Although I really want to experience the game, our teachers have taught us that we can't get something for nothing. We can't ask for the game qualification from Sister Shiho and Brother An."

Then she smiled cheerfully: "But don't worry, we will find a way ourselves!"

"That's fine, you little brats." Suzuki Sonoko put her hands on her hips and looked at them approvingly. "For your words, it doesn't matter if you don't have the qualification to experience it. When the Cocoon game is officially released, I will give each of you a device to play as much as you want, as a reward for your understanding!"

"Really?" The children were about to jump up with joy, "Yeah! Sister Sonoko is the best!"

After chatting along the way, everyone soon arrived at the venue.

Long tables are arranged in an orderly manner in different areas. Meals and desserts are divided into different types and placed on different tables. There are also dedicated waiters serving at each long table.

"There are so many people." Maori Kogoro looked around for a while and said with emotion. Then he sniffed and his eyes lit up: "There are also a lot of wines!"

Just then a waiter walked past him carrying a tray. Maori Kogoro stopped him and took a glass of wine in each hand.

"father!"

Mao Lilan saw that he was so useless that he couldn't walk when he saw the wine, so she reminded him very tactfully: "A lot of your acquaintances in the police force are here today, so you must not drink too much!"

"Got it, got it." Maori Kogoro nodded perfunctorily, then drank the two glasses of wine heroically and burped, "You won't get drunk by drinking high-end wine, hahaha!"

"In fact, the glass you held was made of Johnnie Walker and Chivas Regal, which is a typical strong whiskey with a much higher alcohol content than beer." An He exposed the uncle's lies without giving him any face.

"Go away, drinking is an art. It's not just about the alcohol content." Maori Kogoro squinted at him, "You are still too naive!"

An He did not comment and raised the champagne in his hand.

"You better stop it." Miyano Shiho took the wine glass from his hand.

"I was just holding it." An He defended himself, "Otherwise I wouldn't know where to put my hands. I feel like holding a glass of wine would be more stylish."

"." Miyano Shiho almost laughed at his bizarre train of thought.

"You can eat as much as you want here, right?" Yuan Taiyi had already set his eyes on the food on the table and couldn't hold back any longer.

He grabbed a few skewers of barbecue and laughed, "What good luck!"

"Those kids are the lucky ones." Ayumi looked at the children who were gathered together not far away and seemed to know each other. They all had brooches on their chests that symbolized their eligibility to experience the game.

Kogoro Mori seemed to be a little drunk, and he narrowed his eyes and tried hard to recognize.

".There are grandchildren of the deputy director of the Metropolitan Police Department, grandchildren of financial tycoons, and children of ruling party and politicians. It really is the second and third generations who will shoulder the responsibility of Japan's future."

As he said this, he smacked his lips and continued to drink in small sips.

"It's like a microcosm of the ugly Japanese hereditary system."

Just as several children were looking over there with longing expressions, a cold and pleasant voice sounded faintly.

Kogoro Mouri was still drinking and almost choked when he heard this. Ran Mouri also looked at him with a confused look on her face.

Even some of the guests nearby looked at them with strange eyes.

An He calmly moved a step and used his body to block those gazes.

"With this hereditary system, the wrong history of mankind is just repeating itself."

Miyano Shiho didn't mean to stop talking. She ignored those looks and continued, "The son of a politician becomes a politician, the son of a bank president becomes a bank president. Talent and personality are constantly weakened, and bloodline and family background become the mainstream for judging value."

"No matter how long this goes on, Japan will not change."

There were already whispers around.

"What are you looking at?" Suzuki Sonoko stood up and said in a very domineering manner, "Is there anything wrong with what my friend said?"

The subtle atmosphere disappeared in an instant. Those who had noticed this situation before all smiled kindly, treating it as an interesting topic of conversation and sharing it with their companions to show how profound their thoughts were and how much they cared about the future of this country.

(End of this chapter)