Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 55: A weak woman with double strength and speed

Conan had a rare weekend.

Although there is not much difference between weekdays and weekends for him, after all, the cases around him still happen as frequently.

This day was the launch of Mantiantang's new game, and Kogoro Maori was invited to attend.

Conan was not deeply involved in the gaming industry, but he had heard of this company from the three members of the Junior Detective Team. This was a well-known game producer.

As Conan solves more and more cases with the help of Kogoro Mouri's identity, the reputation of this confused uncle is rising day by day. As if sensing profitability, Mantentang sent a representative to propose cooperation with this "famous detective" to jointly launch a mystery-themed game.

Players will control the character "Mouri Kogoro" and gradually solve the case hidden behind it in a mysterious villa.

This game has a rather unflattering name, called "Detective Mouri Kogoro's Mystery House".

Conan expressed doubts about the namer's taste.

Even if you named it "Detective Maori" or "Maori's Middle-aged Case Files", it would be better than this.

But what made him most tired was not this, but
"vomit--"

Looking at Uncle Maori who was leaning against the wall and retching, Conan moved away with a look of disgust on his face.

"Is it really okay? Let him attend the press conference in this state." Conan raised his head and looked worriedly at Mouri Ran who had the same expression.

"Really?" Mao Lilan put the parasol into her bag and looked at the gradually increasing number of people at the press conference. She couldn't help but complain: "Yesterday I was talking about celebrating in advance, but I ended up getting drunk and sleeping till now."

"Hey, stop talking nonsense." Maori Kogoro's pupils slackened for a moment, and then he forced himself to wake up, "I only drank four or five or six cups!"

"But you drink different types of foreign liquor in turn. The interaction between the different alcohol concentrations will definitely cause problems. It's not beer." Conan squinted his eyes. Yesterday, he saw more than just gin, vodka and bourbon opened.

"Humph, I, Maori Kogoro, am famous for being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Even the mama-san at the pub praises my amazing alcohol tolerance. What can a mere Western wine do to me? Hahahaha."

"Dad!" Feeling the gazes of the tourists passing by, Mao Lilan shouted in embarrassment.

Ha ha
This uncle is beyond help.

Conan has given up on his sense of shame, he is just a child now after all.

In the end, Uncle Maori managed to cheer himself up and entered the building in an image that at least looked reliable.

After all, when Mao Lilan raised her white and tender little hand that could smash the wall tiles without turning red, he couldn't help but feel abnormal.

The Beika Building is a famous commercial office building in Beika Town. The first six floors are operated as shopping malls, and the more than 30 floors above the sixth floor are all rented out. Many large and small companies choose to open companies here, and Mantiantang is one of the largest and most outstanding ones among them.

They have held game launch conferences of this scale more than once. They rented a separate floor as the venue for the conference and set up many equipment and games they had produced in the past on site so that visitors can enjoy them before the conference officially begins.

"There are so many people." There were long queues in front of almost every device, and Mao Lilan couldn't help but sigh.

"Nonsense, almost all the industry professionals related to games and software are here." Maori Kogoro was not surprised. He was very clear about Mantentang's leading position in the industry.

Before entering the venue, you need to queue up at the front desk to receive a number tag, which will be used to store your belongings and as a voucher for experiencing the game.

There were some twists and turns while waiting in line. Kogoro Mouri happened to meet several employees from the Manten Development Department. He was recognized by them because he had appeared at the software planning meeting and they exchanged greetings for a while.

There seemed to be a deep connection between the several employees. Conan's detective instinct kicked in and he subconsciously memorized their features and appearances, as well as their different attitudes towards each other.

Later, these employees chose to cut in line because they were about to return to their posts, but were discovered by the supervisor who came to inspect and scolded. Conan had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu and paid special attention to the number plates they each received.

Soon it was Maori and his group's turn. After receiving their number tags, they entered the venue.

"Wow, it's exactly 100." Mao Lilan looked at the number plate she received with joy and smiled happily at Conan, "It looks like something good will happen today."

Where is this kind of metaphysics?
Conan laughed dryly and didn't care about Mao Lilan's superstition.

But these words reminded him of a man, the guy named An He.

He obviously has first-rate reasoning ability, but he claims to be fortune-telling or something to trick children. This is really too bad.

The last incident at the Ikemura family was also too abrupt. Hattori Heiji's timing in stopping the incident was too abrupt. Conan keenly noticed this and asked Hattori Heiji about it afterwards. In the end, he got the answer "It was Brother Anhe who reminded me."

Although Hattori didn't have time to ask clearly, Conan guessed that even if he asked, he would probably only get a perfunctory answer like "I got it through divination."

Damn it! You are obviously very good at reasoning, but don’t pretend to be “nothing special”!
It's very frustrating, okay!
"Come back here quickly, you stinky Shinichi!!"

Bang! ! !
Just as Conan was immersed in his memories, he was startled by a sudden explosion beside him. He looked around hurriedly and found that it was not an explosion, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wait, it wasn't an explosion?

Looking at Ran Mouri calmly retracting her fist and returning to her ladylike demeanor, and the boxing machine in front of her that had been blown to its limit, Conan swallowed his saliva.

It would be even more terrifying if it wasn’t an explosion!
"Conan, do you want to give it a try?" After venting her anger, Mao Lilan felt much happier. She noticed the gaze of the boy next to her, leaned over and asked with a smile.

"No, no need"

Conan grinned stiffly and slowly stepped back, "I, I need to go to the bathroom!"

After saying that, he ran away.

Before Mao Lilan even stretched out her hand, he disappeared into the crowd.

"Really? There are so many people here. Wouldn't it be bad if you get lost?"

She frowned, feeling that everyone around her, regardless of their size, was unreliable.

Conan naturally didn't know about Mao Lilan's worries, he was just glad that he ran fast.

Although I don't know why I ran.

Just then, a tall and sturdy man in black clothes walked into the bathroom carrying a suitcase. He had a square face and a sloppy moustache.

Just by meeting his gaze for a moment, Conan felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast and got goosebumps.

Not right.

Conan's detective intuition was triggered, and his alertness to the man in black reached its peak at this moment.

How can a normal person carry a box into the toilet?

He quietly followed the burly man and walked into the bathroom with him.

(End of this chapter)