Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

Chapter 130 Chen Shuo's Ambition

In the luxurious villa of the Minagawa family.

The atmosphere froze at that moment. Everyone stared in amazement at the scene before them—Wakamatsu Toshihide was hugging Conan tightly, his face pressed so close, he was actually... kissing him! This absurd scene left everyone in a daze, and even the sound of a dropped wine glass rolling in the air could be heard.

Mao Lilan and Sonoko sat in the crowd, their faces filled with shock. They had originally planned to just show up at the party and then leave on the pretext of going shopping, but just as they were about to slip away, they discovered that Conan had secretly followed them.

Even more outrageous is that Wakamatsu Toshihide hasn't given up yet! Taking advantage of everyone's distraction, he tried to sneak up on Ran Mouri. In a corner, he suddenly reached out and tried to forcefully kiss her. However, perhaps due to the dim lighting, or perhaps because he was too clumsy, he went in the wrong direction and mistook Conan, who was sitting next to Ran Mouri, for his target.

So, this scene appeared: Wakamatsu Toshihide confidently pulled "Mouri Ran" over, but ended up hugging the completely stunned Conan and kissed him directly!

Conan froze, his mind shutting down, his eyes filled with disbelief: What the hell? Is this guy blind or out of his mind?! He struggled to break free, but Wakamatsu Toshihide was holding him too tightly, preventing him from moving.

In the next second, Ran Maoli's face darkened, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes. Although Wakamatsu Toshihide's foolish behavior had accidentally not actually offended her, she still felt a strong sense of discomfort. Sonoko was even more stunned. She covered her mouth for a long time before she could say, "This... Toshihide is too stupid! Can't he even tell people apart?!"

The other guests at the banquet were completely stunned. Some covered their mouths, unable to believe their eyes; some even couldn't help laughing, but quickly covered their mouths again for fear of causing greater embarrassment.

Wakamatsu Toshihide finally realized something was wrong. He opened his eyes and saw a little boy in his arms, his face turning pale. He frantically let go of his hand and took two steps back, muttering, "This, this is impossible! How could this happen?!"

"Click!" The camera in Sonoko's hand faithfully recorded this outrageous scene.

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The atmosphere in the Suzuki household's meeting room grew tense and eerie. Several key members of the Suzuki family gathered around the conference table: Suzuki Shiro's brow furrowed, his gaze scanning the documents in his hands again and again, his face filled with disbelief. Suzuki Jirokichi's usually relaxed demeanor froze for a rare moment, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, a hint of anxiety. And Suzuki Tomoko, while maintaining her composure, her slightly trembling hands and tightly pursed lips betrayed her inner unease.

Amuro Toru sat next to Chen Shuo, his usually relaxed demeanor now distorted. He glanced at the document with a complex expression, his lips tightly pursed, clearly struggling to digest the information.

Chen Shuo sat on the other side, his gaze slowly sweeping across the faces of the others. His lips curled up slightly, but that smile didn't reach his eyes, leaving them looking particularly deep and unfathomable. He took a gentle sip of tea, his movements unhurried.

The conference room was completely silent, with only the ticking of a clock echoing through the air. After a long pause, several people put down their documents and looked at Chen Shuo with complicated expressions. The contents of the document had completely overturned their understanding.

Amuro Toru was the first to break the silence. He lowered his head in thought for a moment, then raised his head with a hint of suppressed shock in his tone: "Boss... No, Wuchen... Are you serious?"

Chen Shuo's expression remained calm. He slowly raised his head and looked directly at Amuro Toru. His tone was calm but carried an undeniable firmness: "Do you think I'm the type to joke?"

Upon hearing this, Amuro Toru seemed to lose all strength, collapsing onto the sofa behind him, clutching his head. His voice was low and complex as he muttered, "Of course I know you never say anything you're not sure of… but this plan… if it succeeds…" He didn't continue, but the shock and struggle between his brows spoke volumes.

Suzuki Shiro remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, breaking the brief silence. His voice was low and filled with pressure: "If this plan can really be realized... then the entire underworld of Tokyo... no, the entire Japanese underworld will be reshuffled. Even the white-collar society will be significantly affected."

His tone was filled with mixed emotions, a mixture of awe for the plan and deep concern about its potential impact.

Suzuki Jirokichi leaned back in his chair, his hands folded, his eyes flickering slightly, and a half-smile stretched across his lips. "So, the stakes in this gamble aren't just the Suzuki family's interests; they could even affect the entire country. Mr. Chen, you're quite courageous."

Chen Shuo smiled faintly, a sharp glint in his eyes. "Advisor Suzuki, I'd like to ask, would an ambitious person be afraid of the size of the gamble? This is an opportunity, a chance to reshape order. I'm simply presenting it to you—the decision to participate is yours."

Suzuki Tomoko remained silent, her eyes shifting between Chen Shuo and the documents with a complex expression. Finally, she sighed, looked at Suzuki Shiro, and said in a low voice, "Shiro, do we... have to participate?"

Suzuki Shiro took a deep breath and said calmly, "If we give up this opportunity, we will likely be drawn into an even bigger vortex in the future. Mr. Chen is right. This is an opportunity to reshape order, but it also presents an unpredictable risk."

Amuro Toru slowly sat up straight, his eyes filled with caution and inquiry. He looked at Chen Shuo and said solemnly, "Wu Chen...how are you handling the situation in the underground world?"

Chen Shuo smiled softly, his expression radiating confidence, as if he had already made up his mind. "Of course I will deal with the underground world. I never leave any trouble. But you should also be able to see that although this plan is ostensibly aimed at the underground world, in reality, it cannot be separated from the support of the white world. Both funding and the power of the state behind it are indispensable."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the people around the conference table, and continued, "You two parties represent this country's largest capital and national power, respectively. That's why I approached you first. If you are willing to support us, both the Suzuki Group and this country will reap immeasurable benefits."

The meeting room fell into a brief silence. Suzuki Tomoko frowned slightly and murmured softly, "But if we fail... we will also fall into the abyss, right?"

Chen Shuo's smile faded a little. He nodded slowly, his expression serious. "Indeed, I never shy away from the worst-case scenario. If I fail, it will be a complete destruction. Whether it's the Suzuki family, Japan, or even myself, I will become a public enemy, ostracized or even eliminated by the entire system. This is a choice with no way out."

Suzuki Shiro took a deep breath, his expression becoming more serious. He looked at Chen Shuo and said in a low voice, "Since the risks are so great, why are you still pushing forward with this plan? Is it just for profit?"

Chen Shuo looked Suzuki Shiro in the eye with a firm gaze, his voice low but powerful, "Benefits are only a means, not an end. What I need is a chance to change the rules. The balance between the underworld and the white world is already shaky, and this imbalance will ultimately destroy everything. I don't want to destroy the rules, but to reshape them to make them more suitable for the new era."

Suzuki Jirokichi leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, his eyes flickering as if he were weighing the pros and cons. He suddenly spoke, his tone tentative, "Your idea is indeed bold, but there's a problem... If we join, how can you ensure we don't become your 'tools'?"

Chen Shuo's lips curled up slightly, a sharp glint in his eyes. "Mr. Suzuki, whether you are a tool or an ally is entirely up to you. If you just want to wait and see, or only provide superficial support, then I don't mind finding others to cooperate with. But if you are willing to go all out, I will ensure that you stand at the top and become the new rule makers."

Amuro Toru lowered his head in thought, then raised his head and said in a complicated tone: "Wu Chen, your plan is indeed amazing, but have you ever thought that even if it succeeds, this reshaping will also trigger new turmoil? Can you control all the consequences?"

Chen Shuo looked at him with a calm gaze and a steady tone, "Future turbulence is inevitable, but that's precisely the meaning of reshaping. The old system is already riddled with holes, and the new order will take time to solidify. My goal isn't to control everything, but to create the foundation for new possibilities."

Suzuki Tomoko was still hesitant. She asked softly, "What if we choose not to participate?"

Chen Shuo didn't answer directly, but smiled gently. "Mrs. Suzuki, there are some choices in this world that won't be affected by you just because you don't make them. This is an unavoidable storm—whether you choose to stand on the crest of the wave or be swept to the bottom of the sea depends on your decision."

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After enjoying a sumptuous dinner at the Suzuki family, Chen Shuo returned home. Things went smoothly and he was in a good mood. The Suzuki family decided on the spot to join. Although Amuro Toru did not have the decision-making power, he had considerable power in the official community, so there should be no problem.

The moment he opened the door, he was greeted by boisterous laughter and bright lights. He paused for a moment, then slowed his pace, his gaze darting towards the living room. He saw Ran Mouri, Sonoko, the Haibara sisters, and Qinglan Urashi, all gathered around the sofa, forming a small circle. Everyone's face was beaming, and the atmosphere was relaxed and cheerful.

The focal point was the camera in Sonoko's hand. She flipped through the photos, bursting into exaggerated laughter: "Hahaha, this one is so funny! Look, look, this expression is absolutely amazing!"

Mao Lilan sat next to her, shaking her head helplessly, but with an unstoppable smile on her lips: "Sonoko, don't be so excessive, Conan's face almost turned green at that time!"

Huiyuan Ai covered her mouth and smiled lightly, her eyes full of teasing: "But this picture is really commemorative. I guess Conan will remember it for the rest of his life."

Pu Siqinglan gently played with her hair and asked with a smile, "I haven't seen it yet. What is it? Let me see."

Listening to the chatter of the group, Chen Shuo raised an eyebrow, put down his coat, and slowly walked into the living room. He looked at the lively group of girls with a faint smile on his face: "What's going on? You guys are so happy, what interesting thing happened?"

Yuanzi handed the camera to Chen Shuo with a smile: "Here, look at this one! I guarantee you'll like it!"

Chen Shuo took the camera, looked down, and was stunned. On the screen, a muscular man was kissing Conan seriously, while Conan was shocked, his eyes wide as bells.

Chen Shuo stared at the photo, his lips twitching slightly, and then he gently put down the camera: "Is this... Conan found true love? I can only wish him well. What's going on?"

Hearing Chen Shuo's question, Sonoko burst into laughter as she recounted the "shocking scandal" of the banquet. She vividly described the absurd scene in which Wakamatsu Toshihide forcefully kissed Conan, along with Conan's expression of despair. Maori Ran also managed to suppress a few laughs and added a few more words. By the end, the two girls couldn't help but burst into laughter as they described how they had hurriedly taken Conan away, leaving him to go home alone to "digest life."

After hearing this, Chen Shuo's face darkened and veins popped out on his forehead. "That meat floss guy! No, I have to kill him!"

Mao Lilan quickly grabbed him and said helplessly, "Calm down, Brother Shuo, he didn't take advantage of you. It's not that serious, let's just forget about it."

As the night deepened, the villa gradually quieted down. Chen Shuo stretched his shoulders, thinking about going to bed early after tidying up his room. However, he didn't know that this little episode of the night had just begun.