The content of the invitation letter is very simple. A game conference will be held at the Mihua Municipal Building.

As the famous detective Kogoro Mouri is now well-known in society, the Mouri family naturally received invitations from the organizer.

"Tch, I thought it was some sort of dinner party. It was just a game conference."

Uncle Maori looked at the invitation in his hand, his eyes filled with disdain.

He is already running for the fourth time, and the game has little appeal to him.

"No, uncle, I want to go!"

Hearing that Uncle Maori didn't seem to want to go, Guangyou hurriedly begged.

The two looked at each other for a while. Uncle Maori frowned and thought for a moment: "Okay, okay, it's really troublesome."

Guangyou was very excited. He was very interested in "Cocoon" and the case was actually of secondary importance.

"Wuro is such a hard-spoken but soft-hearted person."

Guangyou accidentally said what he was thinking.

Uncle Maori's veins popped out and he clenched his fists tightly, giving Guangyou a thrill.

"Can you call me Wulang?"

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In the blink of an eye, it was the night of the press conference.

Along the way, Guangyou's face showed uncontrollable excitement.

"I didn't expect you to be a gaming boy."

Xiao Ai glanced at Yu and said.

Guangyou didn't deny it and nodded: "Yes, it's just that the games of this era are not in line with my taste."

"Really, it's just a game conference, why do we have such a grand event?"

Uncle Maori was puzzled.

However, if he knew that the prize money for global gaming events could reach 40 million US dollars in the future, Uncle Maori would probably faint on the spot.

"I heard that before the press conference, the spies who were traveling with us had already started taking action."

I don't know where Conan's news came from. Anyway, it's useless for Guangyou to know that the spies are coming. Without the help of the artificial intelligence developed by Hiroki Sawada, it's useless no matter how much they know.

Apart from games, what Mitsuyou admires most is Sawada Hiroki, a true genius boy.

This young man just lacked the aura of the same protagonist as Conan, and in the end, his wish was granted.

To a certain extent, he was already a pioneer of an era when he was only 10 years old.

It's just that God is jealous of talents, and the final result is regrettable.

Artificial intelligence, many scientists in previous lives tried to develop artificial intelligence but failed.

The so-called artificial intelligence on the market and the artificial intelligence developed by Hongshu are like the difference between an adult and a little ant.

However, this is the world of science after all, so there is no comparison.

Also following the Maori family were Yuantai Ayumi and others.

"Did you know that because of the emergence of this 'cocoon', it is said that the entire gaming industry will undergo a major change?"

Mitsuhiko turned his head and told several people about the news he had received.

"Of course, this game is not an ordinary game, but it doesn't change much for poor players."

Guangyou interrupted and said.

The TV station also reported on this conference.

Therefore, everyone in Tokyo basically knows about this game conference that is said to be able to change the territory.

Those who can come are naturally overjoyed, while those who cannot come can only sigh.

The latter account for basically 99%, and those who can come here are either industry leaders, celebrities, or political bigwigs.

The organizer, Sindora Company, also spent a lot of money and must have invited many political bigwigs. Otherwise, how would it be possible to take over the municipal building to hold a game conference.

As he walked towards the venue, Genta saw fifty egg-shaped devices on the huge stage through the glass window next to the aisle.

"Wow, is that a 'cocoon'?"

Children are always interested in these games. Yuantai sighed: "I really want to play cocoon."

"It's impossible. Although we can come to the party, we were not selected and cannot be cocoon experiencers."

Mitsuhiko shook his head, looking helpless.

It would be a lie to say that he is not interested, but he recognizes the reality.

"But it feels very special to be able to experience historical events firsthand."

Xiao Ai looked at the stage. She, who was not usually very interested in games, suddenly became a little interested in the amazing game being advertised.

"It's just a game."

Conan was different from the others in that he was not very interested.

Maybe he was tortured by Guangyou in the game, and he didn't feel much about this "cocoon".

"Hey, you'll know when you experience it."

Guangyou shook his head and didn't explain much.

It's better for Conan to understand this kind of thing by experiencing it himself.

"I think it's because Conan is not good at games."

Ayumi stated a fact without any malice.

Genta looked at Conan with half-squinted eyes and said amusedly: "Conan hasn't even cleared Space Dragon Quest yet."

"I didn't expect that Conan's brain is so good, but his fingers are so inflexible."

As if he told the truth, Conan blushed and rolled his eyes at a few people: "I want you to take care of it."

The party venue is already full of people.

These so-called upper class people all have their own small circles, but the Maori family is gone.

For Guangyou and the others, chatting is worse than eating at a buffet.

The people here are upscale, and the quality of the buffet is certainly not low either.

But few people moved. They only occasionally took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray passing by.

Since you can't play, let's eat.

Yuantai implemented this very well, and the dishes on the table decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As he ate, he said, "I'm so lucky to be able to eat such delicious food."

"Lucky are those kids."

Looking in the direction Ayumi said, there were a large group of children smiling and putting on their badges.

"They are receiving badges for participating in the game. They must be the children selected to participate in the cocoon game today."

Mitsuhiko's tone was full of envy.

"Choose? These are all predetermined. This is not a matter of luck or unlucky."

Guangyou put his hands in his pockets, looked at the children in the distance, and smiled, "They are all children of rights holders, the so-called second and third generations who represent hope."

Uncle Maori held a wine glass in his hand, and young faces flashed before his eyes.

"The grandson of the deputy director of the Metropolitan Police, the grandson of a financial tycoon, the son of a politician from the ruling party... none of these children have a simple family."

Xiao Ai turned sideways and looked sadly at the scene in front of her: "It's just like a condensed version of the ugly Japanese hereditary system."

Her words did not evade anyone.

"With this hereditary system, human history's mistakes will continue to repeat themselves."

These words were difficult to understand for an innocent child like Bumi, and Bumi didn't understand a word of them.

But Uncle Maori and Conan understood.

Uncle Maoli looked at Xiao Ai in surprise, then turned to look at the "hopes" gathered together, and nodded in agreement.

Guangyou expressed his indifference to this, and what happened to Japan had nothing to do with him.

Even if these so-called hopes destroy Japan, Guangyou will not sigh, and may even applaud.

Even in another world, Guangyou will never forget those memories.

Regarding this country, Guangyou just likes some people in this country.
Chapter completed!