The Split-Actress in Conan's World

Black tea produced in Ceylon does not need to be cold-brewed. Use 85-degree hot water to rinse it twice to wash away the wood smell that has been stored for too long.

Fresh milk flown in from Mongolia is slowly introduced into the cup without adding anything extra. A teaspoon is used to slowly stir it clockwise until it is completely integrated into the tea.

Other things like sugar cubes and mint are not necessary at all.

A cup of fine British aristocratic-style afternoon tea is ready.

Professor Lecter took a sip of his masterpiece and raised his eyebrows in satisfaction.

Adam handed him a wet wipe just in time, allowing him to easily maintain his appearance without having milk stains on his lips.

"There is an invitation letter from the Sindorah Group. Would you like to take a look?"

Professor Lecter put the used wipes aside and took the letter with a gold-stamped seal from him.

The cardboard used for the letter has a very good texture and feels smooth to the touch. The emblem of the Sintra Group is printed on the front, which looks very stylish and high-end.

Professor Lecter opened it and shook out a piece of letter and a medal-sized object.

He seemed to understand something and unfolded the piece of letter paper.

Dear Professor James Lecter:

Spread the letter good.

Do you remember the boy you met in Massachusetts three years ago? He was the boy who asked you about the connection between the human body and soul?

Your answer is memorable.

“When talking about human beings, we always have to think about the relationship between consciousness and matter, which show a high degree of unity in human beings themselves.”

"The body is undoubtedly material, while the soul is the carrier of consciousness at the idealistic level. Philosophers from ancient times to the present have always argued over this, and no one can convince anyone else."

"If we insist on making a distinction, we will easily fall into a war of worldviews and a long period of nihilism."

"Personally, I prefer to put materialism aside for a moment and look at this issue from a more romantic perspective."

“When a person is born into this world, the body becomes a cocoon for his soul, which absorbs nutrients during the journey of life, and his consciousness continues to grow, broaden or deepen.”

"Until a certain point, perhaps when one has gained a thorough understanding of something, or has determined a goal worth striving for, or has made an outstanding contribution to a cause, the cocoon has finally completed its mission, from being a hotbed of life to a shackle that fetters one's height of consciousness."

“At this time, the soul becomes a boat, which will be passed down forever, carrying the human body to infinite possibilities.”

"Just like those great people in history, they left a mark in history books with their life's achievements, some heavy and some light. These outstanding contributions have become more important as time goes by, becoming an extension of their souls. Those who inherited their spirits have become the most loyal ferrymen of the boat of souls."

"These souls carry the bodies that walked into this world in an ordinary way, and together they build a timeless tombstone at the end of time."

“That’s human.”

“That’s civilization.”

This was a huge shock to a child who was only 9 years old. This indescribable shock came from the greatness of human civilization.

So he was filled with passion and determined to forge his soul into a big ship to take himself to that great future and bring more people to that future.

He named it: Noah's Ark.

Of course, this process was full of twists and turns, but the final result was gratifying.

We sincerely invite you to attend the “Cocoon” launch event to be held at the Mihua Municipal Center this Saturday. Attached is the qualification certificate for participation in the experience.

Looking forward to your arrival.

——Noah's ark

Professor Lecter read the letter carefully, and his past memories slowly reappeared in his mind.

At that time, he was still a professor at MIT, and a very famous local company enthusiastically invited him to give a lecture.

That company was Sintra.

He also remembered that the lecture topics they requested were boring.

"What impact will advanced information technology have on the future of mankind?"

He spent the entire lecture almost reading from the manuscript without any interest at all. If he had known that the content would be such boring, he might as well go back to teach those dull students. Maybe a few of his papers would pass.

The employees who were called upon to come to the stage also looked uninterested and sleepy.

There is only one exception.

It was the kid sitting in the front row, named Hiroki Sawada.

Even though it was such boring content, he listened with great interest and from time to time he would take out a small notebook and write something on it.

After the lecture, the child stayed and asked him a very interesting question.

"Professor, what do you think of the human body and soul? Why are they connected?"

This question had nothing to do with the lecture, but it aroused Professor Lecter's interest.

This is a question asked by a 9-year-old.

And he was really thinking.

Professor Lecter was quite interested and gave up the idea of ​​leaving immediately. He chatted with the child there for more than two hours.

He almost diagnosed Hiroki Sawada with savant syndrome.

The child had great difficulty in language communication and could hardly form complete sentences. It took a lot of courage for him to muster up the courage to ask questions.

But when God closed a door, he removed the ceiling for him.

The child is undoubtedly a genius. At only 9 years old, he has achieved great success in the field of information technology and is even exploring the future development direction of this profession.

Not only that, his way of thinking is also different from that of ordinary people. His extremely high IQ makes his thinking often jumpy, and simple logical deductions have been completely transformed into instinct by him. Therefore, his thinking speed is extremely fast, and he has wild ideas and creativity.

With a mentality of cherishing talent, he left his contact information to Hiroki Sawada.

Unfortunately, after that day, Hiroki never contacted him again.

So it was just a matter of letting it go.

Professor Lecter gently stroked the last line of the signature of Noah's Ark with his index finger. He blinked, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes behind the lenses. It was unknown what he was thinking.

"Adam." He called softly, and Adam leaned over.

"Go check the Sindorah Group and the name Hiroki Sawada. I need absolutely true results."

"Yes." Adam left after hearing that.

Professor Lecter folded the letter, put away the invitation, and held the "Cocoon" experience certificate in his hand.

He always has an inexplicable premonition.

His collection may be expanded.

......

The dignified-looking female host took the microphone, read the script one last time, and nodded to her colleague who was fiddling with the camera in front of her.

The photographer made an "ok" gesture and started recording.

"Good evening, dear audience friends. We are now at the entrance of the Beihua Municipal Center. The virtual experience game jointly developed by a Japanese game manufacturer and the American Syndor Company is about to hold a grand first public launch conference."

"Chairman Sindora of Sindora Company has arrived at the scene!"

As these words fell, the black limousine parked at the entrance of the building opened its door, and a middle-aged man in a purple suit and with slightly gray hair walked down. He had sharp eyes and looked very imposing.

After the photographer gave Sindorah a few shots, the female host continued, "According to the written materials released to the media in advance, this game named 'Cocoon' is to let the player enter a capsule like a cocoon, and enter a deep hypnotic state under the consciousness infiltration technology, achieving a nearly real game experience..."

Kogoro Mouri took out the invitation letter at the entrance and had it checked by the front desk staff, then walked into the press conference.

"Really? It's just a game launch conference, why is it so exaggerated? They even have to check the invitation letters." He looked back at the circle of media reporters surrounding the outside and complained in a low voice.

"I heard that before the press conference started, many business spies had already set their sights on this place, so the rules are so strict." Conan looked around the decorations in the venue.

"Do you know that the emergence of 'Cocoon' is said to change the entire landscape of the gaming industry?" Mitsuhiko had already prepared the information and explained it to everyone.

"Wow, what is that?" Yuantai trotted forward and leaned against the glass in the corridor to look out.

Mitsuhiko and Ayumi also came closer and saw that there were exactly 50 devices distributed in a stepped manner in the center of the venue.

"That's what's called a 'cocoon'!" Ayumi said excitedly.

"It looks like a lot of fun. I really want to sit on it and have a look..."

"That's impossible," Mitsuhiko said with regret when he saw Genta's expression, "Although we were invited to the press conference, we are not eligible to experience the game."

“There are only fifty people who can experience this in the whole country!”

The qualifications to experience the cocoon had all been distributed long before the press conference, and almost all the places were in the hands of the upper class, and these upper-class people almost all allocated the places to their own younger generations.

After all, games are mostly played by children.

Although Ayumi's family lives in a high-end apartment and Mitsuhiko's parents are both teachers, they can only be considered middle class and there is still a gap between them and the upper class.

"It's just a video game anyway, right?" Conan glanced at the capsule-shaped cocoon and didn't think it was anything "epoch-making".

He is qualified to experience it, as his father Yusaku Kudo was invited to write the script for this game and has a quota available.

Yuanta glanced at him and gave him a malicious smile: "Conan also said that?"

"It's clear that even the Space Dragon can't be defeated."

Mitsuhiko added: "He is a complete idiot at playing games."

"I want you to take care of it!"

Conan's face turned red. As a high school boy, it was really embarrassing that he couldn't even play games better than an elementary school student.

Chiyoko patted his shoulder without saying anything, just shook her head and sighed.

Even though he didn't say anything, it felt more insulting than Mitsuhiko and Genta combined.

Conan felt a lump in his throat and almost vomited blood.

Looking back, Huibara also looked at her with sympathy.

He couldn't catch his breath and started coughing violently.