【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

"Did you make these?"

The old electronic sound of BOSS came from the speakers under the screen, temporarily restoring clarity to Ruo Muliang's confused head.

He still couldn't let BOSS and Gin see his discomfort.

People who have been successfully brainwashed will not have a splitting headache when faced with these cyber gibberish.

He looked at the pile of scattered parts on the table and nodded hesitantly.

Those were indeed his doings.

It has been four years since I traveled to the world of Ke Xue. The communication tools used during these four years were all brick-like mobile phones. Occasionally, I could use the flip phone for two days when I occasionally got stuck in some memories. The computers are all old-fashioned big-bellied desktops, and even the latest laptops on the market are as thick and heavy as an old-fashioned briefcase.

This made Ruo Muliang, who was accustomed to using smartphones, tablets, and ultra-light notebooks, extremely uncomfortable.

When did the smartphone appear in the plot? It was at least five hundred episodes later. In other words, the days without the smartphone will probably last...a few months on paper, but more than ten years in actual time?

After all, Detective Conan has been serialized for more than 20 years, and the original author said that it was only about half a year ago.

Even if you don’t have short videos or mobile games to kill time, it’s still good to be able to browse forums and stuff.

Therefore, Ruo Muliang, who has enough food and clothing by doing it by himself, will secretly tinker with a bunch of parts during the occasional task, trying to assemble a smart phone.

Anyway, the character of the genius boy supports him in doing this, and the material expenses are reimbursed by the organization, so it can be a hassle.

Gin was very hesitant.

"Yes, sir."

However, when he was doing scientific research, his lazy temper prevailed, and he was very much like fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, so until now he has only made a lot of accessories and a simple Concept machine.

He didn't bother to bring these things back, after all, it was well known that Sangria liked to tinker with various mechanical parts. And these things didn't have any lethality, so they simply threw them in the safe house where he went most often.

The other members of the organization are also very knowledgeable. Ever since he brought down a whole team of FBI with a bunch of beetle robots that looked like children's toys two years ago and almost succeeded in capturing Shuichi Akai, there is no one who is not interested. Those with eyes will randomly touch the sangria stuff.

The FBI asked for rum and gin to be kept alive that time.

However, since those seemingly harmless little bugs can be filled with anesthetics, who says poison cannot be placed in other bits and pieces? It is said that Sangria is also very good at pharmacy. The "healing potion" that every member of the organization now has a codename came from his hand.

"That's a great idea. Can you tell me how far you've come?"

Ruo Muliang touched his nose, lowered his head and started tinkering with the large number of parts. It made him feel a lot better not to have to look directly at the cyber garbled code that came with the BOSS.

The model machine he created is not entirely a model display. It has no problem with basic functions such as turning it on and off, making phone calls, sending text messages, and taking photos. It is more like the kind that was given away by business halls in later generations for 100 phone bills.

Due to technical issues, the touch screen is not very sensitive and there will be a slight delay when sliding your finger. Moreover, the resolution of the screen is relatively low, and when you click on the image, there will be relatively dense color blocks and mosaics on the edges of the characters.

However, in today's environment where even landline phones are not a must-have for every household, and mobile phones are standard equipment for wealthy people, it is no exaggeration to say that this is a masterpiece that spans the ages.

Gin took the machine from Wakamu Ryo's hand and tinkered with it.

The prototype was not very big, and it was more than enough for an adult man like Gin to operate it with one hand. He raised his eyebrows and felt the unprecedented convenience.

"I started doing this mainly because mobile phones are really inconvenient, and I prefer to sit in the laboratory and work on some intelligence or small inventions than running around with a gun every day."

Gin let out a slight snort to express his dissatisfaction.

“Moreover, communication equipment such as mobile phones is connected to the base station of the mobile network through wireless signals, and the base station is connected to other network elements of the mobile network through cables.

How many wireless transmission links a base station can provide means how many phones can be connected at the same time. And as long as the wiring is slightly changed during the transmission process, wouldn't it be an excellent eavesdropper? It can even monitor the information of dozens or hundreds of people at a time. Even a cautious person like Gin-senpai wouldn't deliberately throw his cell phone dozens of meters away and wrap it up with a soundproof device while talking. "

Gin paused while studying the mailbox on his new mobile phone, and suddenly felt that the things in his hands no longer smelled good.

"Furthermore, through the information browsing and search records on the mobile phone, a person's personality preferences can be roughly estimated and basic information can be collected."

This is the so-called big data.

The cyber garbled code that represented the BOSS's emotions seemed to be very satisfied, and two wavy lines appeared on the screen happily, which stung Ruomu Liang's head and made him feel pain again.

"Very well said."

If the smartphone can really be successfully developed and launched, it will be an absolute good thing for Wakamu Ryo.

The amount of data that a mobile phone can run at the same time is too limited, so Moran can only host it on the server and occasionally take over his computer for fun.

Setting up a website is also limited by whether the target has a computer at home. As a result, his No. 3 vest has no chance to appear. He can only occasionally go to Kidd's set to harm Dou Zi or Miss Witch.

Take a breath~

And if the user has thoughts such as "This is really convenient" or "It's so fun" when using the mobile phone, even if it only lasts for one second, it can be converted into emotional value for his use.

You can never have too many skill points.

"Moreover, you can also work on software. A person's fragmented time apart from work and sleep is limited. Most people spend this fragmented time choosing novels, games, movies, comics, etc., and these can actually be passed through The phone is complete.

In addition, we can also reach cooperation with physical stores from all walks of life. When a person's daily necessities, food, clothing, housing and transportation can be completed through this small machine, mental addiction will be even more difficult to quit, right? "

There was a click, and the sound of something breaking suddenly sounded in the secret room.

Ruo Muliang looked around and saw that the model machine in Gin's hand had cracked a crack running through the fuselage.

“The quality is so bad.”

Gin expressionlessly put the phone that was broken in half back into a pile of parts, mentally raising the risk level of the little lunatic.

Ruo Muliang's head began to buzz and hurt again, this time purely because of Qin Ye's hardcore evaluation.

This is the finished product!

“But all this requires a prerequisite, and that is popularity.

There are many issues that need to be taken into consideration. For example, a practical person like Gin-senpai may give up using a new mobile phone because it is not resistant to falling. "

A black line appeared on Gin's forehead. This kid was talking about being practical, but in his heart he was probably thinking about being stubborn, and he didn't even know how to hide the expression on his face.

Ruo Muliang resisted the splitting headache, but did not notice Gin's subtle emotions.

"In addition, in order to reach the level I just mentioned, at least 10 more base stations must be added in Neon territory to achieve full signal coverage. Without transmission channels, this thing is just a good-looking decoration. In this way, The initial cost investment was astronomical, so I gave up not long after I started it.”

BOSS: "Sangria, my child, have you ever heard of the Karasuma Group?"

Ruomuliang was slightly startled, could it be?

"Although the peak period of the Karasuma Group was more than 40 years ago, it does not mean that the current Karasuma Consortium is in decline. It is just that more assets have been transferred to Western countries than in Neon."

Gin explained from the side.

"Even now, the Karasuma Consortium only has part of the industry and a small number of subsidiaries left in Neon. In Neon, only a few consortiums such as the Suzuki Consortium are qualified to compare with Karasuma."

Ruo Muliang's eyebrows twitched.

He didn't know how rich the Karasuma Consortium was. After all, even Aoyama's original work only mentioned it a few times.

But he had an idea of ​​how deep the Suzuki Consortium was. The Memory Egg, worth 8 million, was used as a toy for Suzuki Sonoko when he was a child. When he got tired of playing with it, it was thrown into a warehouse to gather dust.

If you are rich and willful, you don’t know how many times you have to refresh your screen.

So Qin-chan, why do you still have to work overtime every day to pay for 007?

Okay, let’s not complain about this. From a business perspective, no matter how rich the parent company is, it will not fill holes for its subsidiaries without limit.

Moreover, if all the operational funds of the entire black organization were provided by the Karasuma Group, it would be difficult to completely conceal the movement of such a large amount of funds. I am afraid that international organizations such as the FBI would have already used the flow of funds to remove the black organization’s base. It's clear to touch.

BOSS: "So, funds are not a problem. Gin, please go out for a while. I have a plan to talk to Sangria alone."