Ke Xue world is not scientific.

The third and last experimental massage chair was made by Masaki Hiramatsu, the same person who refused to let Suzuki Yusuke and the others come in.

"What the hell is this?"

"Are you going to destroy the monster?"

Hearing the complaint, Nakano also had an association in his mind, "Speaking of which, it seems that there is such a thing in my son's toy."

Suzuki Yusuke watched from the door, smoking a cigarette by the way.

This massage chair is ultra-modern, with a full body wrap and helmet, and it looks like a cartoon robot.

As the machine started, the bag covering Mori Kogoro's body began to inflate.

Then the Confused Detective made that evocative sound again, more exaggerated than before.

"How does it know I want to massage there?"

While enjoying it, Kogoro Mori also asked questions in his heart.

"Because the biggest feature of AIMS for this business is this," Masaki Hiramatsu was rather proud, "The microcomputer sensor will find out the fatigue of the body, and then massage with the most appropriate intensity."

Suzuki Yusuke was a little surprised when he heard this. Compared with the previous two massage chairs, this is already a design of two eras.

The microcomputer sensor that Masaki Hiramatsu mentioned can actually 'find out' the fatigue of the body, and the software program can also control the massager to adapt to the corresponding optimum intensity.

The things involved here are not simple.

Of course, the premise is that Masaki Hiramatsu is not here to brainwash his boss.

Hidego Kasahara wanted to be picky, and tried not to make it difficult for his colleagues, "It seems that the performance is quite good, but it should cost a lot of manufacturing costs, right?"

"No," Masaki Hiramatsu explained, "The new idea is only the computer program, and almost all others use the old skeleton, so the production cost should be less than half of the one you developed."

In a word, Kasahara Hideo was directly silenced.

Suzuki Yusuke leaned against the door frame, squinting his eyes.

computer program......

He suddenly thought about it, this Hiramatsu Masaki is still very young, and his ability in software development seems to be very good, why don't you pull this guy into the organization and become a happy worker?

At this time, after seeing Kogoro Mori's feedback, he calmed down slightly, and Umeya Shiro, who looked much better, made an excuse to leave.

"Next, I'm going to have a drink and think about which one to mass-produce, Mr. Mori, just enjoy it slowly."

The president walked past Suzuki Yusuke and gave him a friendly smile.

Sayo la la.

Suzuki Yusuke has already tacitly agreed that this is the last side.

The next step is to verify whether the program is really as good as Masaki Hiramatsu said.

He went into the house, and the confused detective was still enjoying himself.

"It was so comfortable that I almost fell asleep."

Mao Lilan dissatisfied, "Father, you will hinder everyone's work."

But right now, the three R&D directors don't care about this. It is a foregone conclusion which massage chair Umegu Shiro will choose for mass production.

Hiramatsu Masaki was domineering, and left after taunting.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not very harmonious, the confused detective left the massage chair to leave, and even comforted Hidego Kasahara.

Unexpectedly, this guy pointed at Mori Kogoro and Suzuki Yusuke and shouted, "It's all your fault! This is all your fault! My product will never pass the test with the president!"

"Calm down, Mr. Kasahara," Suzuki Yusuke gently pressed the other party's hand, "I think our opinion is very pertinent."

"you..."

Hidego Kasahara shook his hands angrily and left the field directly.

He originally wanted to say a few more words, but the young man put a lot of pressure on him, so he didn't dare to continue to be a monster.

In an instant, the only stranger in the room was Haruo Nakano, a good old man who had been very kind so far.

"Teacher, let me try this massage chair too."

Suzuki Yusuke was also polite, and sat down on the massage chair.

"You will definitely like it," Mori Kogoro danced and danced. "It feels really good, it's so comfortable!"

Lie down and start.

Suzuki Yusuke suddenly felt like falling into the clouds, but he didn't feel a strong stimulation, but his body was still very comfortable.

It was as if there were several pairs of slender hands kneading and kneading on his body, walking and stopping.

The more this happened, the more he believed that the software developed by Hiramatsu Masaki was really something.

Because he is different from Mori Kogoro, his young and strong body has almost no muscle fatigue.

If the massage chair still treats him like a massage, his evaluation will decrease instead.

But the reality is that the massage chair did notice that his muscles were not tired, and chose a gentle method similar to stroking and pressing.

Seeing that Suzuki Yusuke showed no extra expressions other than a relaxed expression, Mori Kogoro was a little curious, "Yusuke, what are you feeling? Could it be that what I experienced just now was an illusion?"

"No, it's very comfortable, teacher, you worry too much."

Soon, the preset massage time is over, and the gas in the bag is released instantly.

After he got up, he actually felt that his body was a little light. When he moved his body, his muscles seemed to relax a lot.

Suzuki Yusuke has already decided, among other things, he will find a way to get this massage chair back.

As for Masaki Hiramatsu, this guy has the qualifications of a murderer, and I don't know if his level is worth Suzuki Yusuke's taking him from the police.

It's not very suitable to contact and understand.

After all, not only did he not have a deep understanding of software development, but he had just had a conflict with someone.

The first impression is not good, and it is difficult to talk about the truth when you meet alone.

Moreover, he didn't have to win over this person.

After Suzuki Yusuke finished the experience, he took Mao Lilan to experience it again.

As a result, the beautiful girl blushed and tried not to make any sound.

A little thoughtless.

Suzuki Yusuke secretly turned off the massage chair.

After getting this thing back to Tokyo, let Mao Lilan experience it, and then give her a separate space.

Just as he was thinking, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Conan was climbing the table.

Suzuki Yusuke directly mentioned Conan and helped him to the table.

"What do you want?"

Conan hesitated, "I want to see these knives, brother Yusuke."

"Conan, don't play tricks..." Mao Lilan tidied up her clothes and walked over, her face still blushing, "These knives are very dangerous."

"Indeed, they are all real knives."

Yusuke Suzuki took a look. There were almost all the standard knives of various countries and troops, as well as knives produced by major outdoor brands.

He suddenly wanted to buy a butterfly knife...

Chapter 298 The phone has no signal...

The butterfly knife, turning in his hand, seems to be interesting.

In his previous life, when he was very young, he had watched a huge amount of videos of butterfly knives, and the games he played later also included butterfly knives.

After crossing over, he actually forgot about it.

If I didn't see it today, I'm afraid I don't know when I will remember it.

"These knives are indeed real," Haruo Nakano walked over, "Because our president is a famous knives collector, and the customers who deal with our company also know it, so they will put them as decorations in the company."

At this time, the door was suddenly opened, and Hidego Kasahara, who had already left, and Masaki Matsumoto, who had already left, came back again.

Immediately afterwards, Umegu Shiro also walked in.

It's still not dead! ?

Suzuki Yusuke was a little surprised, it was unreasonable, according to past experience, the president placed the order, and the rest of the people left the sight of Mori Kogoro and his party, and basically carried out the murder plan.

When the three stood still, Shiro Umetani said loudly, "I have already decided that the AIMS of the third development department will be mass-produced and sold. In addition, I will merge the first and second development departments into one department."

Hearing this, Kasahara Hidego's face was gloomy and dejected, and Nakano Haruo seemed a little surprised, his expression froze.

"Okay, Hiramatsu stay here, the others go out, we can talk about things later," Shiro Umetani looked at Kogoro Mori again, "Mr. Mori should be tired too, you can go to the reception center to have a rest."

"When work is over, I must have a drink with you."

Is there such a good thing?

Mori Kogoro was overjoyed when he heard that there was wine to drink.

After leaving the room, Suzuki Yusuke walked towards the landline, but after thinking about it, he turned around and sat down on the sofa.

I'd better leave it to Kogoro Mori to make phone calls.

In this situation, the most likely reply would be something like 'wait for the fog to clear'. If the case is not resolved, it is impossible to solve the car problem.

Sure enough, after 1 minute, Mori Kogoro silently put down the receiver.

"The other party said that it would be possible to come to repair it after the thick fog cleared."

Mao Lilan elbowed the confused detective's stomach, "Dad, you must be relieved, right? Then you can drink in a fair manner."

It was actually seen through...

Mori Kogoro wanted to defend himself, but Mori Ran didn't bother to listen, and went directly to help Nakano make coffee.

[Go to bed early, the car rented by the teacher has problems again, and the mobile phone signal is very poor, so I may not be able to come back until tomorrow afternoon. 】

Suzuki Yusuke, who was sitting in the corner of the sofa, sent a text message to Haibara Ai. Just now, the mobile phone received a text message from Haibara Ai under many obstacles.

Ask him how his experience was today.