Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

Chapter 175 "Cocoon" Press Conference

Tokyo, Beihua City Hall.

The cold autumn wind swept across the square, carrying a few dead leaves. The red carpet glowed faintly in the night, highlighting the solemnity of the building.

Reporters gathered on both sides of the red carpet, wrapped in their coats, holding cameras and microphones, their expressions unable to hide their excitement and anticipation.

Under the streetlights, the camera lens kept adjusting its angle and flashed. Although the atmosphere was quiet, it was full of latent restlessness.

"Here, a virtual reality game jointly developed by a Japanese game company and Sindor Corporation is about to hold its grand debut..."

The female host reported to the camera in a fluent and clear voice, her speech a little hurried due to the slightly cold air.

However, her voice suddenly stopped, her eyes looked straight into the distance, and her tone revealed a hint of excitement, "Here it comes!"

A silver-white Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the red carpet area in front of the building, and the car body reflected a sharp light like a knife blade under the street lights.

The reporters suddenly became agitated and the sound of shutter clicks rang out one after another.

The car door opened silently and a tall middle-aged man stepped out.

He was wearing a well-tailored dark suit with a tie hanging loosely on his chest. There was a heavy gloom between his brows, as if his whole body exuded a sense of oppression.

The night breeze blew by, and he just raised his eyes slightly and glanced around. The reporters immediately raised their cameras and focused the lenses on his every move.

"Thomas Sindorah!" someone whispered the name.

As the head of the Sindoor Group and known as the "Emperor of the IT Industry", his appearance completely ignited the atmosphere outside the venue.

The reporters' flashes almost pierced the night sky, everyone trying to capture the moment when he had an expressionless face but a powerful aura.

Thomas walked slowly, the soles of his boots tapping lightly on the red carpet, making a steady sound.

His eyes were cold, yet contained a hint of contempt and indifference, as if the commotion around him had nothing to do with him.

He didn't respond to anyone's gaze, but just looked around casually, waved his hand, and walked straight into the municipal building.

As his figure disappeared behind the revolving door, the sounds of shutter clicks gradually faded away, leaving behind a few whispers and sighs that drifted away in the night wind.

Only after Sindora's figure completely disappeared from the revolving door did the female host come to her senses.

She adjusted her headset and continued facing the camera again: "According to the written information sent to the media in advance, this game called 'Cocoon'..." Her voice was still clear as she described the content of the event.

At this time, bigwigs from various business and political circles in Tokyo also arrived at the scene one after another, and the red carpet area began to become lively.

Many people not only brought their own entourage, but also brought their children. After all, this was a game-related press conference, which was undoubtedly attractive to young people.

Kogoro Mouri was also invited to attend, and he brought Conan, Ai, and the three children from the Junior Detective League through security check and into the scene.

As soon as they stepped into the venue, the three little guys ran around excitedly and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Kogoro Mouri was not worried at all. He stood aside holding a glass of wine, smiling from ear to ear, and looked like he was enjoying it.

Conan couldn't help but hold his forehead when he saw his expression like this, and sighed secretly in his heart. Sometimes he really couldn't understand what this Uncle Maori was thinking.

It is obvious that if he were a little more serious, he could get higher evaluation and status, but he is always content with mediocrity and even enjoys it.

Conan turned his gaze to Huibara Ai who was following behind him, and found that she looked calm. A hint of curiosity arose in his heart, so he quietly approached her and asked, "Hey! Why did you follow us this time? Not with Shuo and the others?"

Huiyuan Ai shrugged slightly, her tone as cold as ever: "That group of people is too flamboyant. Whether it's Chen Shuo or Suzuki Sonoko, they always attract attention. I don't like this kind of occasion."

She paused and glanced around. "But you, you're actually here with those three little ones. You look so happy. It seems you've completely integrated into elementary school life."

Hearing this, Conan smiled bitterly and took a sip of his drink: "I can't help it... I just finally finished the things I had on hand recently.

I was just looking for some quiet time, but ended up being blocked by them on my way to school. "Look at that tearful look on Ayumi's face. Can you really say no?" He shook his head helplessly, a hint of helpless self-mockery in his tone.

Looking at his expression, Huibara Ai raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said with a half-smile: "Well, the Supreme Arbiter of the Tokyo Continental Hotel, your way of quieting down is to go to elementary school. It seems that you are really getting more and more used to the identity of 'elementary school student'."

Conan sighed silently, looked at the brightly lit venue, and silently drank the drink in the cup.

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Outside the Rice Flower Municipal Building.

A luxury car with the Suzuki Group logo printed on it slowly drove into the red carpet area, instantly igniting the heat of the entire venue again.

As one of Japan's top conglomerates and a major investor in this project, the Suzuki Group's arrival has attracted countless spotlights.

The car door opened and Suzuki Sonoko, dressed in a gorgeous evening dress, got out gracefully.

At this moment, she had lost her usual liveliness and playfulness, and her face had just the right amount of calmness and coolness, her temperament was like an untouchable flower on the mountain top.

After getting off the bus, she did not rush forward, but turned slightly and looked back, as if waiting for someone.

Soon, the answer was revealed.

In the distance, another extended version of Rolls-Royce came into view. The black gloss of the car looked like an angel under the moonlight, and the conspicuous Continental Hotel logo on the front of the car shocked the dignitaries on both sides of the red carpet.

The reporters instantly became agitated, the sound of shutter clicks continued, and some even excitedly whispered, "The Continental Hotel's car! Who's here?"

Ordinary people simply thought that the Continental Hotel was a high-end membership venue, but the bigwigs present knew that the power behind this logo was enough to shake the entire upper class.

The Rolls-Royce stopped steadily at the end of the red carpet, the door opened, and Mao Lilan slowly got out of the car holding the hand of a tall man.

The man was wearing a black suit that was extremely well-cut, and he exuded an innate powerful aura in his every move.

There was a hint of calm sharpness between his brows, and his steps were neither fast nor slow, but he seemed to silently announce his presence, making people feel awe. It was Chen Shuo.

The reporters on both sides of the red carpet were almost crazy, with shutter clicks coming one after another, and the focus was entirely on Chen Shuo, Mao Li Ran and Suzuki Sonoko.

The bigwigs in the business and political circles on the scene stopped what they were doing, turned around and nodded slightly to the three people, with respect in their eyes. They may not know Chen Shuo's specific identity, but the Rolls-Royce and Continental Hotel logos were enough to make them cautious.

"Here you are!" When Yuanzi saw Chen Shuo getting off the car, his eyes suddenly brightened up, he smiled from the heart, waved and walked forward.

She was in contrast to her previous cold and noble demeanor, and her tone was a little more intimate: "Why are you two here so late?"

"I saw it. You just arrived." Chen Shuo smiled slightly and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Tsk~~ It's okay." Sonoko pouted, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. Mao Lilan stood aside and smiled softly, teasingly saying: "Sonoko's aura was so strong today, I almost didn't recognize her when we were in the car."

"Hey! Of course!"

Yuanzi showed a proud expression and then took her other hand: "Let's go in quickly, it's about to start." The three of them walked towards the entrance of the municipal building side by side. The atmosphere along the way seemed very natural and intimate.

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Inside the venue.

Yuantai curled his lips and looked at the second-generation players who had medals hanging on their chests and were qualified to experience the game. His eyes were full of envy, and he couldn't help but mutter, "Really... I want it too..."

However, before he could finish his words, a sharp voice interrupted his sigh: "Give up!"

The voice was filled with contempt. Yuantai looked in the direction of the voice and saw four boys staring at him with disdain.

The leading boy, a little boy in an expensive suit, held a football in his hands. He raised his chin and sneered, "Listen, a person's life is determined from the moment they're born. For people like you, forget it."

As soon as he finished speaking, another little boy with an equally plump figure came up, adjusted his bow tie, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Yes, beautiful clothes will also choose their owners, do you understand?"

Then, a boy with a ponytail stood up, a mocking smile on his face. He sneered and added, "Those who weren't chosen should just stand aside and drool in envy. People like you are only fit to point fingers at others."

The four children stood in a row arrogantly, their eyes scanning Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi wantonly, as if trying to find expressions of anger or frustration on their faces.

Their eyes were full of superiority, and they obviously wanted to see the three little ones being angry but not being able to speak out.

however……

The three little ones didn't understand the sarcasm at all. Instead, they ignored them as they gathered together to discuss the food and decorations at the dinner party in a low voice, and were completely immersed in their own world.

Conan and Haibara Ai stood aside and watched coldly, with no expression on their faces, and they didn't even have the interest to pay attention.

After all, the gap between the two sides is too big, and responding to such boring provocations will only be a waste of time.

Kogoro Mouri was happily drinking two glasses of wine.

The four second-generation rich kids secretly felt bored when they saw this. After scanning the banquet hall, the leading child shook the football in his hand and said, "Tsk... boring, let's play football!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the football to the center of the banquet hall, and several people kicked the football without any scruples.

For a moment, the banquet hall became smoky and the tables and chairs were almost knocked over. The guests retreated one after another to avoid being affected.

A waiter carrying champagne was nearly knocked over by a kicked football. After barely stabilizing himself, he had no choice but to retreat to a corner. The atmosphere in the entire venue suddenly became tense and awkward.

However, although these actions had obviously disrupted the order of the dinner, no one dared to step forward to stop them.

Although the surrounding guests were dissatisfied with their behavior, due to the prominent family backgrounds of these four people, they could only choose to remain silent and pretend to turn a blind eye. Many people just lowered their heads and whispered to each other, and the scene was quite awkward for a while.

The four second-generation rich continued to playfully and recklessly, completely ignoring the feelings of the others present. The atmosphere grew increasingly tense. The elegance and order in the banquet hall seemed to gradually dissipate amid their unbridled laughter.