Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

Mantiantang, in the lobby on the first floor.

There were so many people that the line to deposit items at the counter stretched all the way to the door.

In a corner, Mao Lilan was explaining to the three little ones the general gameplay of the game "Detective Mao Li Kogoro's Mystery Mansion".

"Players will find a body in a house full of riddles and then meet a Maori detective who comes to the scene."

"It's a reasoning game in which you solve the case step by step following hints given by Detective Maori." Maori Ran smiled with her head down.

"How amazing." Ayumi said with her fists clenched in front of her chest.

"It sounds interesting." Mitsuhiko said with some anticipation, his eyes sparkling.

"Really? I can't wait to play it." Yuantai continued.

"Yeah." Conan and Xingchen nodded perfunctorily.

Conan thought to himself, isn't this exactly the same as what I reason every time?

Xingchen thought to himself, haha, shouldn’t this be called Conan Simulator?

Haibara Ai did not come to the scene because she had no interest in playing video games.

"But, we are about to attend the press conference. Is it really okay for uncle to be in this state?" Xingchen looked at Kogoro Mouri and said.

Kogoro Mouri leaned one hand against the wall, looking a little haggard and with obvious bags under his eyes.

He looks like he wants to vomit from time to time. I really don’t know if the organizer has a crush on Kogoro Mouri.

After listening to what Xingchen said, Mao Lilan walked to Mao Li Kogoro helplessly and said, "Really, who told you to celebrate in advance last night and drink so much."

"I only had five or six drinks."

"Gin and vodka." Kogoro Mouri said, pulling his collar.

In an instant, Conan triggered PTSD and his eyes became a little serious.

Xingchen saw Conan's expression, patted Conan's shoulder helplessly and said, "It's just the names of two wines, why is it so serious?"

"Really? Is it that obvious?" Conan had no idea that he was just lost in thought.

It's really like solving a case where you only have clues but don't know the murderer.

"Let's go and store our things first." Seeing that Kogoro seemed to be feeling better, Maori Ran turned around and said to them.

"Hi!" x5

As they were waiting in line, they met a Mantian employee.

He calls himself Nakajima Hideaki and says that he was the one who planned the mystery mansion of the famous detective Kogoro Mori.

"Nakajima, you are really good, if that game software was planned by you." An unfriendly voice came from behind Nakajima Hideaki.

"Ueda." Nakajima Hideaki turned around and saw a colleague who worked with him, named Koji Ueda.

"Using Mori Detective to design games will definitely make a lot of money. It was my suggestion but you just heard it. Three days after I proposed it, you came up with a plan for the same subject matter." Koji Ueda said sarcastically.

"In the blink of an eye, the press conference is about to begin. You are truly a genius at plagiarizing other people's work."

"Both work and women," added Koji Ueda.

After Xingchen heard these words.

I looked at him and there was nothing wrong with him, except that his forehead was quite dark.

There may be a bloody disaster today.

Nakajima Hideaki's expression changed slightly, but he did not refute immediately.

"Takeshita, don't you think so?" Ueda Koji turned around and looked at a somewhat timid man behind him, whose name was Takeshita Hironobu.

"Yes, yes. But these are things from college."

"I have long forgotten it." Takeshita Hironobu nodded.

"Forget it. I'll pretend I didn't see anything about this. I always feel like you've been forced into a desperate situation by the underground money lenders." Ueda Koji said with a sneer.

His words made Nakajima Hideaki's face even uglier.

The line slowly came to Kogoro Mouri, who got the number 96.

When they were about to go to Mao Lilan, the two men suddenly rushed up and said, "Deal with ours first."

"You cut in line." The three little ones shouted in dissatisfaction as they watched them cut in line.

"Sorry, sorry. We have something urgent to do. Can you please let us store our things first, kids?" Mitsuru Ueda was not going to argue with the kids, so he apologized.

"Yeah." said the timid man.

"Can you guys please have some shame?" Nakajima Hideaki, who was standing behind the three little ones, said unable to bear it any longer.

"You'd better hurry up, otherwise the president will scold you for being late." Takeshita Hironobu turned and looked at him.

"this."

"Then I have to deal with it first." Nakajima Hideaki was stunned for a moment, then walked up and said.

The three little ones thought that this person was on their side, but he betrayed them in an instant.

Yuan Tai couldn't help but complain: "What a bunch of rude adults."

"That's right." Ayumi and Mitsuhiko nodded.

"Please, don't make any mistakes." Nakajima Hideaki heard what the three little ones said but didn't care.

"The suitcases you all use are exactly the same." Mao Lilan was quite understanding. She said curiously when she saw that their suitcases were exactly the same.

"Yes. Not only suitcases, but also ties and watches. These are the ideas of our president." Takeshita Hironobu nodded.

Then they started chatting in a disjointed manner, and were unfriendly about the president's designs.

It was as if the previous conflict caused by gunpowder had disappeared into thin air.

But suddenly a voice appeared behind them.

"Cough cough."

They heard a familiar voice and the three of them froze in place.

Beads of sweat flowed down his forehead.

They turned their heads mechanically and saw a middle-aged man in a black suit, with a mustache and a sausage-shaped mouth standing behind them.

"That's not possible."

"She, President!"

"Why don't you get to your work stations quickly!" the uncle shouted.

"Yes" x3

The three of them took the number plates at the same time and ran towards the work area.

Xingchen chuckled in his heart, he was caught red-handed by the boss.

When it was her turn, Mao Lilan got number 100.

"We are so lucky, Conan. Look, our license plate number is exactly 100. Doesn't it mean that good things will happen today?" Mao Lilan said happily to Conan.

Conan thought to himself, what a lucky woman.

Afterwards, the three little ones’ things were stored together with Xingchen, so it was number 101.

Just as Kogoro Mori was attending the press conference, they and their group went to the nearby video game area which was specially provided for tourists to try out and started playing.

Xingchen looked at the arcade machines. These were the popular arcade machines of this era.

He hasn't played it yet.

The three little ones also ran to the arcade next to them and started taking turns playing.

Is this Street Fighter?

Xingchen saw a familiar interface, except that the characters' clothes were exactly the same as in his previous life, except that the colors were different.

His hands were itching.

I haven't played it in a while, although I used to play it with a computer emulator.

You should still remember what the general operation was.