Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

Chapter 179 My Name is Noah's Ark

Perhaps because there were so many important people at the scene, the deaths of Tadaki Kenmura and Sindora were handled low-key by the police.

The entire incident was investigated secretly and did not cause any panic at the banquet.

The atmosphere in the hall was still lively, filled with laughter and joy, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the most exciting part of the banquet finally arrived - the trial play of "Cocoon".

Rows of huge game cabins were arranged on one side, and the high-tech equipment made everyone unable to help but cast curious glances.

A group of children gathered together excitedly and lined up in a long queue, their eyes full of anticipation.

In the crowd, Conan had somehow found his way to the queue.

He was currently chatting happily with his friends from the Junior Detective League, with a rare relaxed smile on his face.

It seemed as if he had completely let go of the pressure of the case and was enjoying the moment.

"Wow! This gaming cabin looks so cool!" Mitsuhiko said excitedly, his eyes almost glued to the device.

"I heard that once you enter it, it's like entering another world!" Ayumi also agreed enthusiastically, her anticipation evident in her words.

"Hmph, then I must be the first one to pass the level!" Yuan Tai declared loudly, unable to contain his excitement.

Xiao Ai, who was standing aside, was originally not interested in these things, but at this moment she was also infected by the emotions of her friends.

She reluctantly lined up, and although she looked unhappy, she did not object.

As the children excitedly sat in the "cocoon" one by one, the staff on site operated in an orderly manner.

With smiles on their faces and gentle movements, they patiently adjusted the seats for each child and put on their own helmets.

The metallic texture of the helmet gleams faintly under the light, exuding a mysterious sense of futuristic technology.

When the final confirmation was completed, the staff pressed the control key inside the cabin and the capsule door slowly closed.

Accompanied by a slight mechanical sound, the lights in the cabin gradually dimmed, the children's bodies fell into a state of relaxation, and their consciousness began to be guided into a new virtual world.

Dozens of children, like sleeping seeds of the future, lie quietly in their "cocoons", waiting for the beginning of another fantastic journey.

They are the descendants of Japan's future aristocratic families, shouldering the glory and hope of their families, but at this moment they completely cast aside the shackles of their identities and simply become a group of children, ready to experience the fun of the game.

Conan, sitting in one of the cabins, leaned back in his chair and felt the gentle touch of his helmet.

He closed his eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips. The game was about to start, and he relaxed his breathing, feeling his consciousness being gradually pulled into the unknown virtual space.

In the last moment of losing consciousness, a thought flashed through Conan's mind: "Sometimes it's good not to have to worry about the case."

Then, his consciousness completely sank into the world of "cocoon", with a smile still on his face, as if it was the best response to this brief tranquility.

---

Yusaku Kudo and Dr. Agasa hurried to Kenmura's office. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and the whole room was shrouded in a depressing atmosphere.

Tadaki Kenmura's body lay quietly on the office chair, and a bloody knife lay quietly on the floor next to him. On the other side, Sindora's body lay on the ground, with a frozen expression of fear on her face, which was chilling.

Kudo Yusaku stood at the door with a complicated look in his eyes.

Although he tried his best to remain calm, the death of his friend still stirred a trace of sadness in his heart.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down a bit, and walked into the room.

In the other corner of the room, Maori Kogoro was leaning against the wall, cigarette in his mouth. When he saw the two people coming in, he casually greeted them: "Hey, you came quite quickly."

Kudo Yusaku nodded at him, glanced at the scene, and asked, "Any clues?"

Kogoro Mouri took a deep puff of his cigarette, shifted his gaze from the corpse, and glanced at the police officers who were investigating the scene.

After confirming that no one around noticed them, he lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Jiancun's side is clear at a glance. The murderer is Sindora, and he didn't even take the murder weapon with him."

Having said that, he looked up at Kudo Yusaku, with a meaningful smile on his lips: "However, Sindora's death... is a bit interesting."

Kudo Yusaku frowned and glanced at the scene again.

As Kogoro Mori said, there was no doubt that Sindora was the murderer who killed Tadayuki Kenmura. The knife was thrown at the scene, with fingerprints and bloodstains all there, with no signs of concealment at all.

But why did Sindora die here? What was even stranger was that his death was completely unlike an ordinary fight scene.

"A 9mm bullet went straight through his head through the chin." Maori Kogoro's voice rang out again, a hint of calmness in his voice. "He looked terrified, but there were no signs of struggle. This shows that the murderer was extremely decisive."

Upon hearing this, Kudo Yusaku's eyes narrowed slightly. He once again carefully examined Sindora's body, as if trying to piece together a complete story from the details.

The murderer's method of committing the crime was obviously very professional, precise, quick, and even with a hint of cold playfulness. He looked up at Maori Kogoro, as if trying to find more information from his expression.

"Sindora is both the murderer and the victim." Maori Kogoro dropped his cigarette butt and crushed it with his foot, his face showing a complicated expression. "So, the murderer is most likely..."

"Professional killer!" Kudo Yusaku gave the answer almost instinctively based on Kogoro Mori's inference.

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone, and then he raised his hand to support his forehead and sighed softly.

Professional killers are indeed the most difficult existence for detectives like these.

They may have no connection to the deceased, no clear motive, and act cleanly, disappearing without a trace after killing someone, leaving even their intended target unclear. Such opponents are practically the detective's nemesis.

However, Kudo Yusaku thought more deeply. A hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

As a father, he knew that the entire professional killer network in Tokyo was actually under the control of his son.

"No wonder Shinichi went straight to play games, so that's why." He muttered to himself, with a hint of understanding in his tone.

Maori Kogoro shrugged and agreed nonchalantly, "Yeah, maybe he knows who did it. But it seems he won't interfere."

Kudo Yusaku nodded, a look of relief in his eyes. "Well, he won't easily violate the order that was established with great effort. This kid has grown a lot."

The two looked at each other and said nothing more, but they both tacitly understood the complex meaning behind it.

---

Since Sindora's death was judged by two famous detectives to involve a professional killer, this was beyond the capabilities of ordinary police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department.

The police handled the scene in a low-key and stealthy manner, and carried the two bodies onto stretchers while avoiding causing a commotion.

Yusaku Kudo, Dr. Agasa and Kogoro Mori also walked out of Kenmura's office.

In the corridor, Kudo Yusaku's eyes were closely following the stretcher, especially Tadaaki Kenmura lying on it.

His eyes were filled with complicated sadness. This good friend was a close friend he had known in college, with whom he had shared dreams and laughter, but now he was saying goodbye in this way.

Dr. Agasa looked at Kudo Yusaku's lonely figure, sighed, walked up to him and patted his shoulder, silently giving him silent comfort.

Kudo Yusaku didn't look back, but pursed his lips slightly, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress his emotions in his heart.

Kogoro Mouri took out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter. The smoke slowly diffused in the dim corridor.

He took a deep breath, tried to change the subject, and said, "Do you think he did it?"

Kudo Yusaku tilted his head slightly, glanced at Kenmura Tadaki's office indifferently, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"Probably not."

His voice was low and firm: "Although the murderer fired the gun decisively, it was still a bit rough and not his style."

Maori Kogoro nodded without asking any more questions, but a hint of contemplation appeared in his eyes. He flicked the ash from his cigarette, exhaled a puff of white smoke, and fixed his gaze on the direction where the stretcher was leaving in the distance. His expression grew grave.

In this oppressive atmosphere, the three of them said nothing more and walked towards the venue together. There was no point in discussing this now. Conan would naturally have the answer after he finished playing the game.

---

Returning to the banquet hall, the three of them walked into the still bustling venue, with bright lights, soft music, and the air filled with the scent of champagne and laughter.

Yusaku Kudo, Kogoro Mori and Dr. Agasa walked slowly, each with a different expression.

When his eyes swept over Chen Shuo and his group, Dr. Agasa's face instantly showed a relaxed smile.

He saw Fusae at a glance, and immediately left behind Kudo Yusaku and Mori Kogoro, and walked quickly towards her with a warm smile on his face.

Looking at Dr. Agasa's infatuated look, Kudo Yusaku and Mori Kogoro smiled at each other, and the heaviness in their hearts was alleviated a lot.

The two of them started to join in the conversation, and did not make the tactless effort to ask Chen Shuo if he knew what had happened. This was meaningless.

As they were talking, the lights in the banquet hall suddenly went out, and the originally bustling venue was instantly plunged into darkness.

The noisy sounds suddenly stopped, and the whole space became quiet and a little depressing.

Kudo Yusaku, Maori Kogoro, Chen Shuo and others instinctively stopped talking and quickly turned their eyes to the control console above the venue.

There was a commotion over there, and I could vaguely see staff running around and negotiating anxiously. It was obvious that some kind of accident had happened.

"Nothing will go wrong, right?" Kogoro Mouri muttered softly, taking out his cell phone to use as a light.

A flash of nervousness flashed across Dr. Agasa's eyes as the lead programmer, and the relaxed smile on his face instantly vanished. He hurriedly stood up and rushed to the stairs, shouting as he ran, "I'll go up and take a look!"

Kudo Yusaku frowned, his eyes sharp. He stood up, hesitated for a moment, and decided to follow.

However, just as he took a step, a cold mechanical sound suddenly came from the radio that was originally playing melodious music.

The voice was childish, yet full of a cold texture, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silent darkness.

"My name is Noah's Ark!"

The sound echoed in the venue, like a bolt of cold electricity piercing everyone's eardrums, instantly igniting a certain sense of unease in people's hearts.

In the darkness, Kudo Yusaku stopped, frowning, and glanced towards the control panel again. Maori Kogoro and Chen Shuo also looked up at the same time, their expressions solemn.

They all realized that things were getting complicated... this was more than just a technical glitch.