Create a fantasy paradise starting from Conan

"A biochemical crisis actually happened, but there wasn't a single word reported online. I thought it was just a false alarm, or that it hadn't happened yet."

"Heiji and I have been running around all day and haven't found any useful clues."

"However, since biochemical viruses are real, protoviruses should also be real."

At this point, Maori Kogoro slapped his thigh unconsciously, and his tone became a little excited:

"We have to hurry. You're in too much danger today. If there's even the slightest mistake, if someone infected gets on a plane or a train, it could be the end of the world."

"Yeah, I'm really lucky today."

Conan nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, took out the pistol and two magazines from his arms, and placed them on the table.

"Uncle, this is the gun Mr. Jing Hao lent me. I just called Mr. Jing Hao and he said he gave it to me."

"He said he wanted to hold a funeral for his son and had applied for a transfer to another country for work. He wanted to take his wife and leave this sad place."

"Uncle, you take care of it."

"Okay." Kogoro Mouri did not refuse.

Logically speaking, this should be handed in or sent back.

But now is a turbulent time, and having a gun can better protect yourself.

"Did you... fire a gun?"

"Well, seven people turned into zombies. In order to prevent them from infecting more people, I also killed four test subjects myself."

Seeing Conan staring at his hands in a daze, Maori Kogoro couldn't help but rub his head and shook his head slightly:

"Don't worry, zombies are not human. Shooting to save others is something you can hold your head high and proud at any time."

"Haha... I never thought that Brother Baimu could even modify memories. It seems like he can do anything, like a god walking among the earth."

Hearing this, Hattori Heiji couldn't help but say:

"Do you think it's possible that the biochemical virus was developed by the Fujimine Group?"

"Or maybe he really is a god, and all this is a test from God for humanity?"

Looking at Hattori Heiji's serious expression, Conan couldn't help but laugh, and the pressure in his heart was slightly relieved.

"Haha...you really dare to think so."

Unfortunately, I can't tell him about the relationship between the Fujimine Group and the organization.

If he knew, he wouldn't have made such a ridiculous guess.

"It's possible they're conducting research. I did a lot of research online today about the Zijiang Hotel and found it very strange. It's clearly doing very good business and is quite large, yet it has no online reputation. Only the locals know about it."

The expressions on Kogoro Mouri and Heiji Hattori's faces suddenly became serious. Indeed, this was too unreasonable.

If a hotel is large and does good business, it is impossible for it to be small in reputation, unless the hotel does not want to be famous.

"By the way, now that the biochemical virus issue has been resolved, let's call Brother Baimu first to see if he knows any more information about the protovirus."

Conan took out his cell phone and quickly dialed Bai Mu's number.

Investigating the mastermind behind this is something that will come later. The most urgent task is to deal with the enterovirus.

What's more, after today's great changes, Bedzhu City has become a ruin and deserted. Even if there are clues, they have long been destroyed, and it is difficult to find any usable clues.

[Beep... Hello, the number you dialed is powered off. Please try again later.]

It rang a few times before it turned off. Apparently, the other party glanced at the phone, but was probably in a meeting or something and it was inconvenient for him to answer the call, so he turned off the phone.

"It's already 10:43. Is he still in the meeting?"

Maori Kogoro reacted almost instantly, with a strong look of envy on his face, and said sourly:

"Alas... he's only a year older than you, right? He's clearly a little brat, yet he's with such a gorgeous lady. Damn it! It's so infuriating!!"

Conan and Hattori Heiji looked at each other, and the next moment, they both reacted almost at the same time and showed envious expressions.

"I heard from my mother before that he seems to be in a relationship with that big star Chris Wynyard? Or her cousin." Hattori Heiji said subconsciously.

"More than that." Maori Kogoro curled his lips, "If I'm not mistaken, he and those girls around him are all... having an affair."

What’s even more infuriating is that he and Fujimine Maku are actually the same person.

In other words, Yukiko is actually his legal wife.

Moreover, Yukiko is already pregnant.

Thinking of this, Kogoro Maori felt very sad.

It's easy to guess that he must be hugging several super beauties every night.

"Eh...? It seems like those girls all live in his house?" Conan asked subconsciously.

"Yes." Maori Kogoro also realized the problem instantly, and his tone became more resentful. "In other words, he is openly building a harem with the woman's permission."

"Damn it! Isn't that guy so infuriating?" Hattori Heiji clenched his fists with anger, "How dare he do such an enviable thing!"

"This is a modern monogamous society. Even the richest men can only secretly support one or two mistresses at most. Yet he is so brazen as to openly maintain a harem."

"He's simply the natural enemy of all men, no, he's the natural enemy of all humankind."

"Since he can modify other people's memories, he must have used some special means, right?"

Of course, Hattori Heiji himself knew that this statement was groundless and was just a verbal complaint.

After all, if he really used the method of modifying memory, it definitely couldn't be just a few people.

"Memory modification shouldn't be that serious. But it's still too much!" Conan became more and more unhappy as he thought about it. "We're here worrying about the safety of the world, and that guy is enjoying himself with super beautiful women, several of them."

That night, complaints about a man in the Maori Detective Agency continued until one in the morning.

……

On the thirteenth floor of a luxury apartment building, Shizuka Marikawa finished her shower and lay on the sofa wrapped in a bath towel, tapping and swiping her fingers back and forth on the screen of her mobile phone.

"There really isn't any news at all. The official lockdown is really good. This is a real-life Resident Evil."

"But, this should mean that everything is fine, right?"

“Reality is indeed different from movies.”

As she was muttering to herself, her cell phone suddenly rang. Seeing that the caller was Minami Rika, Shizuka Marikawa quickly clicked to answer the call.

"Rika, I encountered something super awesome today, but I can't tell you."

Because it was a video call, Minami Rika naturally saw her friend's expression of "just ask me" and was speechless for a moment.

"Shizuka, you big mouth, do you know what's going on? I haven't even asked, and you're planning to tell me."

"Huh...? I haven't done or said anything yet. Besides, I wasn't planning on telling you."

"Are you lying to a ghost?"

Looking at her silly friend on the screen, Minami Rika sighed helplessly:

"This afternoon in the hall, I was really worried about you."

"How dare you speak at that time? It's just a memory of one day. Do you care so much about it?"

"But I was scared." Marikawa Shizuka pursed her lips unconsciously, then quickly realized, "Huh...? Was Rika there at the time?"

"Yes, I was wearing a helmet and standing nearby. I was terrified, afraid you would suddenly say hello to me. Luckily, you didn't recognize me."

"Ah...! I was so scared at the time that I didn't even dare to look at you guys with guns."

"If you were so scared, why did you have the nerve to ask him not to modify your memory?"

"Because I don't think he's a bad person. Besides, his voice was very gentle when he spoke to Miyamoto-san."

As she was speaking, Marikawa Shizuka suddenly reacted and showed a look of surprise:

"Huh...? Didn't Rika's memory get altered either?"

"You just realized it? We police officers have signed a very strict confidentiality agreement with the relevant state departments, prohibiting us from disclosing anything to the outside world."

"Wow! So you're done for? You actually revealed it to me."

Idiot! Big idiot! Idiot.

"You are considered an insider."

Nan Lixiang was too tired to complain, so she asked:

"Where are you staying? A hotel? From what I understand, the compensation for disaster victims is calculated per person. As a single person, you won't get much. Is it really okay to be so extravagant?"

"It's not a hotel, it's a house that Fujimine Group lent me. I say it's a loan, but it's like giving it to me. I don't have to pay anything."

"Fujimine? Oh... that man seems to be the nephew of the director of the Fujimine Group. Are you being kept by him?"

"No! I don't know him well. This is the hush money he gave me."

"Naive! So naive! I know exactly what those rich guys are thinking. It's not just you, that girl too. You've all fallen into his hands."

"ah…?"

"First, I'll keep you by my side, then slowly get in touch with you and cultivate your feelings. When the time is right, I'll take you in one fell swoop."

"Hehe...Rika, you think too much. It's impossible. There's a big age difference between us."

"You're thinking too little. It's obvious that he's just having fun with you and there's no way he'll marry you. Age and other things are completely irrelevant. He doesn't plan to stay with you forever anyway."

"Huh...? Is that so? Then I'll ask him next time I see him."

"... "

Minami Rika inexplicably felt like she was playing the lute to a cow.

It seems that I also have to apply for a transfer to Beika Town.

Otherwise, she wouldn't know when she was eaten.

How can someone be so naive? They're not children anymore.

"Send me your location. I'll come over to play with you when I'm on vacation."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll send it to you right away. By the way, why don't you move in with me? Your previous house in Bedzhu City must be gone now."

"good.".

Chapter 251: You Still Say You Are Not a God

Early in the morning, Rentaro Satomi was strolling on the streets of Tokyo carrying his newly bought breakfast.

In his memory, although he was a sophomore in high school, he was also a police officer. Although his strength was not very good, he was still a veteran.

He partnered with Enju Aihara and made many contributions in the fight against enteric organisms.

However, when I woke up yesterday morning, the protozoa virus suddenly disappeared without a trace. The areas originally occupied by protozoa all turned back into the human world, and my partner Nobuyuki Aihara also turned into an ordinary elementary school girl.

And those past experiences became vague and illusory, just like a dream.

Although I have another experience of growing up as an ordinary student in my mind, there are too many things that don’t make sense, and the sense of incongruity is extremely strong.

Although his left eye, right hand and right foot were still mechanical prosthetic limbs, another memory clearly told him that he had undergone prosthetic limb transplant surgery after a car accident.

But the problem is that there is no news about mechanized prosthetic limbs on the Internet at all.

In other words, this technology did not exist before, and after the scientist named Shirley developed a drug to regenerate severed limbs, there was even less need to develop this technology.

Although there is exoskeleton armor, it was just announced by the Fujimine Group not long ago. It is a simplified version of the mecha and has only military use.

This is the biggest sense of disharmony, and apart from this, there are countless other inharmonious places.

The current Tokyo seems like another parallel world without the arrival of protostomes. To be honest, he quite likes this peaceful world.

However, there are too many incongruities, and I always feel like I have accidentally fallen into an illusion.

When he walked to the hospital entrance, he found Tendo Kimura standing in the shadow by the wall, and Rentaro Satomi stopped unconsciously.

"Why did you come to the hospital?"

"I'm not like that little girl."

Tendo Mugen chuckled, walked behind Satomi Rentaro and gave him a light push.

"Let's go meet Muroto Sumire, one of the Four Sages. With her intelligence and connections, she should know more than we do."