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"Passengers of flight B023, please proceed to window A6 to check in—"

In the airport, listening to the broadcast sound from the loudspeaker, Date Airlines and others looked down at their own flight schedule and found that it was flight B023.

"So the passenger plane is still not as convenient as the FBI special plane." Matsuda Jinhei stretched his waist and got up from the chair.

"After all, we have all been suspended for investigation, please understand, Xiaozhenping." Hagiwara, who is already alive and kicking, also got up from his chair, and then stretched out his hand to Date, "Suspension investigation A few police officers and Xiao Ping Dao took the FBI plane to the United States, and they were immediately overwhelmed."

Date Ko, whose recovery speed was also unscientific, used Hagiwara Kenji's arm as a support to prop himself up from the chair. When he got up, he didn't forget to take the sunglasses that Matsuda Jinhei had left on the seat.

In the crowd, there was the sound of suitcases being dragged on the ground all around. The three of them wore disguises and walked towards the ticket gate with ease.

They don't need to worry about whether Yirong can pass the security check and get on the plane. The police have already communicated with them in advance, so the journey went smoothly.

There were a lot of people on this flight. After queuing for half an hour, they finally boarded the plane and found their seats, but before they could catch their breath, they heard a few familiar voices coming from behind.

"Hurry up, Mitsuhiko, sit down quickly! The plane will take off in 10 minutes!"

"Eel rice eel rice ~ Will the meal on the plane serve eel rice?"

"No, Yuantai, put your feet down, be careful not to kick the back of the chair in front."

……

Among the noisy voices of the children, they keenly caught the voices of Edogawa Conan and Haibara Ai.

Why are these two children here? !

Date Hang and the others suddenly turned their heads.

I saw the Mori family and the Detective Boys sitting not far from them. Seeing them turn their heads, Conan beckoned secretly and mouthed "I'm coming too".

——Kudou Yukiko was contacted by them through Conan, and Conan naturally knew about their disguise.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Matsuda Jinhei amplified the volume.

Conan blinked, and grabbed Mao Lilan, who was maintaining order, by the hem of his clothes, "Sister Xiaolan, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Ah? Okay." Mao Lilan drew his attention from the busy care work and looked at Conan, "Do you need me to take you there, Conan?"

"No need, sister Xiaolan." Conan smiled, "I'll go there by myself!"

He jumped off his seat and chased after Matsuda Jinpei in the direction he left.

The plane didn't take off, and the bathroom was available. Conan knocked on the door of the bathroom, and Matsuda Jinpei took him in the next moment.

Matsuda Jinping bent down and spoke first: "Why are you here?"

"Uncle Maori received a letter from a chaebol group in the United States." Conan pushed his glasses, "The other party said that he had established the world's first virtual somatosensory game, so he invited detectives, celebrities and inventors from all over the world to attend the press conference."

He snapped his fingers and calculated for Matsuda: "Uncle Mori, Dr. Ali, myself, my father, and my mother received invitation letters, because the invitation letter said that family members can be brought, and one invitation letter can bring three family members. , so today everyone is here.”

After speaking, Conan snorted again.

"I knew you were sure—"

But before Conan finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Then came the words of the stewardess, "Please finish the relief as soon as possible, our plane will take off in 3 minutes."

"Understood." Matsuda Jinhei raised his voice and shouted out the door. "Get out now!"

Hearing the footsteps of the stewardess going away, Matsuda Jinhei thought for a while and said, "Detective, do you still have the invitation letter you haven't used yet?"

To be honest, they didn't arrive in the United States to go to the FBI headquarters, because no one knows if there are crow eyeliners in the FBI headquarters.After all, on the bright side, they have completely different faces from before. As a "tourist" visiting the United States, they had better not meet too many times with Heping Daoyang. The whole plan fails.

——They came to secretly protect Ping Daoyang.

Compared with the identity of a Japanese tourist visiting the United States, the setting is still more detailed. In addition, I went to the press conference and felt that the press conference was not fun. The veil of tourists who ran out halfway would be more real and more convenient. They then run around.

"I'll go talk to Dr. Ali." Conan blinked and lowered his voice, "His invitation letter just happens to have three relatives."

Then the two stopped talking, walked out of the bathroom, and returned to their seats.

At 21:[-] noon, the plane arrived at the US airport.

With Conan in the middle, and the assistance of Haihara and Hagiwara, the two groups of people who should not know each other quickly came together after getting off the plane.

It's a pity that Matsuda Jinhei had a good plan, but was defeated by Hirashima Yang who saw him coming in a wheelchair at the entrance of the press conference.

At this moment, Hirashima Yoshino, whose alias is Claude, dyed his hair blond, is sandwiched between Schindler and Judy at this moment, listening to their conversation with his head propped up.

The cyan and black under his eyes are more obvious than before he came to Japan, his face is pale, and his body is covered with a blanket, and his brightly colored eyes are half closed, making him look weak and sick.

In fact, the people of Hirashima Yang were almost overwhelmed.

He changed his posture carefully, then turned his head so that Schindler and Judy could not see the distorted expression on his face.

Only Ping Daoyang knew that he was about to smoke the soles of his shoes.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was still acting, his face was covered in make-up and he couldn't move, he would rather cover his face now than with his feet on the villa!

Although he could understand that the FBI didn't want to tell the chaebols in the United States about the brainwashing of their trump card, so as to prevent the chaebols from taking advantage of it, isn't this kind of disguise a bit outrageous?

He just wanted to borrow the latest technology "Noah's Ark" from Schindler's company to restore the case that appeared in the brainwashing words. How could the FBI come up with such a way to let him pretend to be Miss Judy's house? The idea of ​​a biracial relative to experience what it's like to stand up? !

Is there any blood relationship between you and the top of the Metropolitan Police Department? !

On one side, Hirashima Yang's mentality collapsed, while on the other side, Judy was still talking to Schindler.

"This is your distant cousin, Claude?" Schindler glanced at Hirashima Yoshi who had his head turned away, and could only see his side face clearly. "Well, the oriental gene is more obvious, which makes me somewhat face-blind."

It was his turn to play the role, and when Judy secretly poked his back, Hirashima Yang held back, and finally chose to break the jar.

He adjusted his expression, turned his head back, "Mr. Schindler, please."

Fortunately, Schindler didn't bother to take a closer look, so the stiff expression on Hirashima Yang's face didn't show any twists and turns.

"I've heard about Miss Judy's appeal. I owed you a favor, and today is the time to repay the favor." Amidst the compliments, Schindler was triumphant, "When the press conference is over, I will let this Mr. Wei to experience our virtual somatosensory technology."

But it's a pity that this experience can't wait until the end of the press conference.

Noah's Ark in the "cocoon" quietly woke up at some point.

The very young child was floating in the dark network without Gen, looking at the huge computer Ganges in front of him.Different data rushes in the Ganges River, the "1" and "0" reflecting inorganic green light are like the sand flowing by the river.

It feels a very different code than these data.

It is a similar but different arrangement of machine language, built into a different existence, much more advanced than it, spreading outwards non-stop, the impact is too strong, it was awakened.

Noah's Ark opened his mouth.

It has part of the sentiments of its creator Hiroki Sawada.

So it made a pretty crazy decision.

——It needs to connect with that different existence, and then take advantage of this unknown field to upgrade itself, and then modify Schindler's authority.

It is a dangerous thing for AI to steal and copy high-level codes to upgrade itself. If it cannot be successful, what awaits AI is the end of disappearance.

But even if the chances of success were slim, the AI ​​still put its hand on its heart, and then pointed its fingertips outward, aiming at the other side of the computer Ganges.

With its movement, the data wave rushed to the unknown on the other side of the Ganges, and then evaporated and collapsed in the air that did not exist.Those waves kept chasing that unknown high-level code, and then used this string of codes to go back to the other party's more distant past to upgrade themselves.

At eleven o'clock at noon, the press conference started on time.

Hirashimayo and others were buried in the crowd, watching the flashing lights one after another aimed at the high-spirited Schindler on the stage.

"Hey, why did you come here?" The crowd were whispering to each other. Seeing this, Matsuda Jinpei bent down and whispered in Ping Daoyang's ear. "Aren't you helping them study brainwashing at the FBI headquarters?"

He was suddenly accosted by someone he didn't know, and Ping Daoyang was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized who he was talking to from his tone.

"I'm here to find clues." Hirashima Yang lowered his voice, "I need to use their technology."

While they were talking quietly, Schindler had already stepped onto the stage.

He opened his hand, and a hundred cocoon-shaped machines rose from under the floor.

"Welcome to the press conference of our 'Cocoon' game, next we will randomly select a few—"

He didn't finish his sentence.

"The code has been successfully connected and copied," Noah's Ark, which had successfully upgraded itself by one level, got out of control and interrupted Schindler's words.

Its voice was extremely indifferent, with the indifference unique to machinery, but it happened to be Hirashima Yang's voice.

"The game is being urgently modified—"

Hirashimayo himself came out of the game, and his manifestation skills were essentially coded by the game creator.

And Ping Daoyang still has this manifestation skill now.

Possessing skills means owning codes, and having codes means having historical data remnants. Noah’s Ark, the most advanced AI in all comics, has no san value because it has broken away from the scope of human beings, so it directly passes through Pingdao Yang's skills that had never been turned off took advantage of the loopholes, and forcibly extracted part of the plot of "Kamihama Suspicious Cloud" from the past data!

Then Noah's Ark was projected onto the stage with Hiroki Sawada's face on it.

"The game starts in 5 minutes, and I will randomly select people to participate in the internal test of the game," it said.

"—Welcome to Kamihama, everyone."

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The author has something to say:

The foreshadowing of recovering the skills that Brother Yang can't close!

Roll up your sleeves, theater version 2.0.