Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

Everyone looked towards the stage.

The game pod opened, and a beautiful female model entered to begin her demonstration.

"This game console uses electricity to stimulate the central nervous system, which can control a person's five senses. Whether it is touch, pain or smell, all the sensations are very realistic, making the player feel as if they are in the real world, and it is completely harmless to the body."

"Is it really completely harmless?" Chi Chufeng narrowed his eyes.

Dr. Agasa chuckled dryly, "So a lot of technical work was put into it. All sorts of extreme situations were considered during the development process."

"Please, Doctor, you weren't involved in the technology development, were you?"

Conan, standing to the side with dead fish eyes, said...

"Well... haha." Professor Agasa awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

Akazuka was aware of this incident, and because there was little risk involved, he allowed Ai Haibara and Ayumi to participate.

Moreover, he had a feeling that the cocoon was of great use to him.

The underground machine room in the municipal building is a completely different world from the one above ground, with its dense network of pipes and a silent environment. The only sounds in the machine room are the operation of the equipment and the flow of water in the aquarium.

This is the office of Tadahiro Kenmura, the head of game development.

Tadahiro Kenmura sat in his computer chair, looking at Thomas Schindler standing in the doorway, his expression unchanged: "Mr. Thomas, you've arrived?"

“Yes.” Thomas Schindler nodded, his pale face and sinister eyes fixed on Kenmura Tadahiro.

“Mr. Kenmura, I have arrived as promised. Can you now hand over the DNA tracking system that Hiroki gave you before his death?”

“Of course, no problem,” Kenmura Tadahira replied, then spoke.

“I can give you the DNA tracking system, but I hope Mr. Thomas can hold a press conference and apologize to Hiroki.”

Thomas Schindler was taken aback: "What?"

“I already know everything.” Kenjiro Kenjiro looked at Thomas Schindler.

"Two years ago, after Hiroki developed the DNA tracking system, he used your DNA to conduct a test and inadvertently discovered a huge secret, a secret that could bring down the Schindler Corporation."

"You were worried that Hiroki would reveal this secret, so you kept sending people to monitor him. In the end, Hiroki couldn't take it anymore and committed suicide by jumping off a building after developing the artificial intelligence 'Noah's Ark,' right?"

Thomas Schindler listened to Kenjiro Kenmura's words without expression.

Tadahiro Kenmura continued earnestly, "I'm not interested in that secret, but now you must reveal everything you did to Hiroki."

"These are the conditions for retrieving the DNA tracking system. Can you do it?"

Thomas Schindler was silent for a few seconds before speaking softly, "No problem, since you insist, then so be it. However, I'd like to confirm first whether that system is real."

“Okay.” Kenmura Tadahiro nodded.

He turned to look at the electronic device in front of him, took a disc out of his pocket, put it in the CD drive, clicked the mouse to open it, and the computer screen was immediately filled with code.

Thomas Schindler stared at the computer screen and quickly put on white gloves.

Then, with a slight movement of his sleeve, a short knife appeared in his hand, and he walked toward Kenmura Tadahira with a fierce look in his eyes.

Tadahiro Kenmura swiped the mouse twice, turned around to let Thomas Schindler examine him, but saw Thomas Schindler holding a short knife, rushing towards him quickly, the knife hitting him directly in the chest and abdomen.

Kenmura Tadahiro let out an "uh," staring at Thomas in astonishment, and asked incredulously, "You, you, why, why?"

"Why?" Thomas Schindler's gaze was fierce as he glared at Kenmura Tadahiro, gritting his teeth and letting out a sinister laugh.

"You yourself said that secret is enough to bring down my business empire, so how could I let you live? As for apologizing to that bastard Hiroki, that's even more impossible!" II.

Chapter 416 JTR?!

Just as the banquet was in full swing, a police car quietly drove into the municipal building parking lot under the watchful eyes of the staff. Inspector Megure, with a sullen face, got out of the car with Shiratori and Chiba.

The fact that Shiratori Ninzaburo, who was just seriously injured, has already recovered is truly a very Detective Conan-esque fact.

"Chiba, immediately have the standby police cars block off all entrances and exits."

Inspector Megure gave a command to Officer Chiba, who was driving, and then looked around at the surrounding cars in a low voice.

"It seems like quite a few important people have come this time."

“Yes,” Shiratori replied with an equally grave expression, “the deputy commissioner of the Metropolitan Police Department, a financial tycoon, and several members of parliament…”

“We need to be careful,” Inspector Megure said, pulling down his hat brim. “Let’s go, the culprit is very likely still inside the venue.”

The basement machine room, Jiancun's office.

Megure also had Shiratori investigating inside the room.

"The victim was Kenmura, the person in charge of Game Cocoon," Megure said in a deep voice. "He was killed by a single stab to the heart, and the murder weapon was taken away from the scene."

Shiratori approached the victim to examine him, then scanned the murder scene.

The time of death was not long ago; it should have occurred during the banquet.

Bloodstained tissues were left on the ground at the scene, suggesting that the murderer had deliberately wiped the blood off the murder weapon.

In other words, the murder weapon might be very important to the perpetrator, or leaving it behind would reveal who the perpetrator was.

In addition, bloodstains were found on the keyboard behind the deceased.

There were bloodstains on the three "RTJ" buttons, and looking at the blood-stained arm hanging by his side, it can be basically ruled out that the perpetrator tampered with it.

The victim appeared to have desperately left a message before dying.

"When was the body discovered?" Inspector Megure asked, turning around.

The first staff member to notice the situation explained, "Just before the performance started, I came here to call Mr. Kudo because he wanted to meet with the director, but..."

"Speaking of which," Shiratori asked curiously, "why is the head of R&D's office in the basement?"

"Because the director said that it's hard to concentrate in crowded places, I came here alone."

The staff member responded with a single sentence, then hesitated before glancing at the computer.

"Well, there's another strange thing. All the data on the computer has been corrupted."

"material?"

"Could it be sabotage by a rival company? I've heard that there were quite a few corporate spies operating behind the scenes at this press conference."

"It shouldn't be," Conan interjected from behind, having entered the room at some point.

"Since the cocoon is already complete, isn't it too late to destroy the data on the person in charge's computer now?"

Inspector Megure turned around in astonishment, his forehead covered in black lines: "How did a child get in here?!"

Conan nimbly ran to Takagi's side: "I came here with Inspector Takagi!"

Takagi wore a sheepish grin; he had once again been blamed for Conan's misdeeds.

“Inspector Megure, there’s a metal detector at the entrance. The murder weapon was probably left in the city hall beforehand. If we investigate, we might find some clues,” Shiratori Ninzaburo said.

"Okay, I'll leave this to you."

After handing the search over to Shiratori, Inspector Megure looked at the keyboard with a puzzled expression and said, "Do the three RTJ keys with bloodstains have any special meaning?"

“RTJ…TRJ…JTR…” Conan pondered, resting his chin on his hand, when his expression suddenly changed. “JTR?!”

Isn't that the abbreviation that my father often used to refer to Jack the Ripper?

"What's wrong?" Takagi asked quietly. "Did you remember something?"

"The game is set in London a hundred years ago, right?"

Conan looked up and asked a question, but before Takagi could reply, he turned and ran out of the underground office without looking back, disappearing in a flash...

"Hello, hello..." Takagi stood in front of the computer, puzzled.

At least explain what you mean before you leave. I've been unfairly blamed for you.

At 8 p.m., inside the press conference venue.

Guided by the host and staff, the children wearing badges went through security one by one and walked onto the stage where "cocoons" were placed. Under the guidance of the staff, they lay down inside the "cocoons".

At the security checkpoint, Akazuka escorted Ai, Ayumi, and Sonoko through the security gate.

Conan also rushed back.

All the selected children lay inside the "cocoon" and prepared themselves.

Not long after, the lights in the venue went out.

"All 50 participants have completed their ride."

A female voice in the room began to give instructions as the guests watched nervously.

"Brainwave transmission device installed, capsule lid closed, main hardware connection initiated."

"The input region encoding connector is used to make fine adjustments to the coordinate axes."

"Punctuation correction 0.2 successful, locking complete, displaying on screen, system startup, energy setting complete."

"Games start!"

The game officially started, and the staff in the large control room carefully checked the situation and projected the game pod's status onto huge screens. At first glance, it almost looked like a battleship command room from an animation.

Chairman Schindler stood with his arms crossed in front of the control room window. With his short mustache around his lips and long, hooked nose, he had very typical British features and looked quite fierce.

He suddenly saw Yusaku Kudo leading several policemen over, and he couldn't help but frown.