Although it was another "accidental encounter", Qin Zhibo attended wearing a human skin mask this time, and Kudo Yusaku could not recognize him.
Sensing the presence of Kudo Yusaku, Qin Zhibo found Kudo Yukiko's position in the crowd.
Next to Kudo Yukiko were Suzuki Shiro in a beige suit and Suzuki Sonoko in a light yellow dress.
The Suzuki family is here too?
Could it be
Qin Zhibo suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart and quickly glanced at the familiar short figure at the scene.
However, after searching the scene for several times, Qin Zhibo did not see Conan's presence.
Qin Zhibo thought for a moment and then remembered that it was almost impossible for Conan to come to the United States because Conan had a false identity and could not apply for a passport unless he used the A-drug antidote to return to Kudo Shinichi.
However, it would be dangerous to appear as Kudo Shinichi in such a public occasion that attracts global attention.
Although Qin Zhibo did not find any members of the black organization at the scene, Carl Sanford, who was able to introduce people to the black organization, was undoubtedly a relevant person of the black organization.
It’s just that Carl Sanford has disappeared since he left the exhibition hall.
Syndora Building, private meeting room.
On both sides of the black leather sofa, art collector Carl Sanford and Thomas Sindora, chairman of Sindora Company, sat respectively.
"I'll reiterate again, the bronze statue of Battle Angel is my favorite and most important collection. It is the symbol of Sindora Company. No matter what price you pay, I will not sell it."
Thomas Sindora's attitude was tough and seemed to leave no room for negotiation.
But Carl Sanford did not panic. He held his cane with both hands calmly and said calmly: "Don't refuse in such a hurry, Mr. Thomas."
"According to the inside information I received, your company spent almost all of its funds on developing the game, and even borrowed money from Japanese consortiums and banks."
"If you agree to sell me the bronze statue, I will offer you a price you can't refuse."
Carl Sanford's words made Thomas Sindora's attitude slightly relaxed, but thinking about his murderous plan at the next Japanese press conference, Thomas still shook his head.
"Please allow me to refuse, Mr. Carr."
"I know you are very rich, but now Sindora Company has sufficient funds. As long as the game is launched, there will be a rush to buy it around the world, and the company will quickly recover its research and development funds."
"I am very confident in our products."
"alright."
Thomas Sindora suddenly stood up, and when he walked to the door, he turned back and said: "The press conference has already begun, I won't be with you anymore."
"In fact, I personally highly recommend you to play our game. It is very interesting. Once you play it, you will understand why I am so confident."
Carl Sandford sat on the sofa without moving, and said calmly: "I'm not interested in those kinds of children's games."
"And my personal advice to you is not to be too optimistic about everything. Do you know 'Murphy's Law'?"
"If there's a chance that things will go bad, no matter how small the possibility, it will happen."
Staring at Carl Sandford's back, Thomas Sindora narrowed his eyes slightly, then turned and left.
At the press conference in the exhibition hall, the introduction session has ended, and now it’s time for the experience session.
The 50 people who received the oval badges came to the stage one after another, and got into the "cocoon" game cabin under the envious eyes of the audience.
Qin Zhibo is also one of them.
The game cabin uses e-sports seats that will become popular in the future. Qin Zhibo followed the prompts of the young lady next to him and put on the brain nerve signaling device above his head.
The hatch slowly closes from top to bottom.
connecting……
After a while, when Qin Zhibo opened his eyes again, the surrounding scene had completely changed.
This is a virtual stone platform similar to a game hall. 50 players can see each other, including their own bodies.
Qin Zhibo touched his hair first. It was slightly curly and looked like "Michael Bay".
This thing should be used to scan the faces of people playing in the cabin, so the appearance of the human skin mask can be inherited without revealing the identity.
What was even more comfortable was that Qin Zhibo looked around and found that his investigative vision was still effective and he could see the basic information above everyone's heads.
Bill Tuttle, pastor, Social Credit 5,000.
Walter Marsh Jr., president of the company, Social Credit 8200.
Suzuki Sonoko, high school student, social credit 4800.
At this time, the introduction voice of the young lady sounded in the game, introducing the five game scenarios built into "Cocoon" in American English.
They are a Viking pirate, an off-road racer, a gladiator in the Roman Colosseum, a treasure hunter in Solomon's Treasure, and a detective in the foggy London of 1888.
The game adopts a team clearance mode, that is, 50 players can form a team freely to overcome difficulties together.
This made Qin Zhibo a little happy, and he quickly walked to Bill Tuttle to strike up a conversation.
"Hello, my name is Michael Bay. Can we team up and play games together?"
Qin Zhibo introduced himself very much as a gamer, which surprised Bill Tuttle, who was not good at games.
"Can."
Looking at Qin Zhibo's extended hand, Bill was a little frightened, but thinking that it was in a game, he still reached out and responded.
The two hands were held together, but the investigation options that Qin Zhibo imagined did not appear.
Can't investigate?
Qin Zhibo held Bill Tuttle's hand for another two seconds to test, but there was still no option to investigate.
At this time, Bill quickly took back his hand, feeling a little distressed and distressed.
Why do some people always feel sorry for their hands today?
"What game do we play? You decide."
Qin Zhibo handed over the decision-making power to Bill Tuttle. He looked at the promotional animations of several games and decisively chose the game project that seemed the most stable.
"I'd better play this detective game, I'm not very good at running."
Qin Zhibo took a look and found that the other four games indeed seemed to be about fighting and killing, and the off-road driving was also bumpy, which was quite taxing on the body at first glance.
Judging from Bill Tuttle's size and medication, he probably wouldn't want to play such an exciting game.
"Okay, then let's play a detective game."
Qin Zhibo is relatively confident in himself. After all, he has been exposed to games for a few more years than people of this era, and he is still relatively clear about game routines.
As long as you guide this fat uncle through the level, you will be able to gain favor smoothly, and shaking hands in the real world will not be a problem.
The two established a team relationship, and Qin Zhibo looked at Suzuki Sonoko, who was a little concerned, to see if he could also take this rich girl with him.
But Suzuki Sonoko had already taken the lead in choosing the game of the Ancient Roman Arena, and was gesticulating in the surrounding air in a serious manner, looking eager to try and excited.
In this case, Qin Zhibo didn't care, and he and Bill Tuttle took the lead in stepping into the stone gate of the detective game.
After Qin Zhibo and Bill entered the stone gate, little Walter Marsh, who stood out among the crowd, also cast a gloomy look.
He gave up the Viking game in front of him and resolutely stepped into the stone door of the detective game.