At eight o'clock in the evening, Dr. Ali's home.
In front of the workbench in the room, Dr. Ali held tools in both hands and was carefully making something.
Suddenly, he heard a soft creak of the door. Dr. Ali quickly turned around and saw that Conan had walked in. Shaking the snowflakes from his head and changing his shoes, he couldn't help but let out an "uh" sound. He said helplessly: "...I mean, Shinichi, why didn't you knock on the door first when you came in?"
Even if we are familiar with each other, is this very rude of you?
After Dr. Ali finished speaking, Conan had already changed his shoes and walked into the living room, as if he were in his own home. He apologized insincerely: "...I'm sorry, Dr. Ali, I was a little too impatient... However, Dr. Ali, I have always been like this before, and I have never seen you have any objections...could it be that there are other people in the room and I have disturbed you?"
By the way, could it be that Dr. Ali, a middle-aged single dog, finally couldn't hold it in anymore and called those caring young ladies into his home?
As Conan spoke, his eyes swept around the room, while Dr. Ali said with a black line on his forehead: "Don't look, there is no one else in the room! I just remind you to pay attention in the future!"
After Dr. A Li finished speaking, he said casually: "By the way, Shinichi, not long after you hung up the phone, Xiaolan also called and asked me if I asked you to come over to play games. I will help you cover it up." It’s passed…”
"Really? Thank you very much, Dr. Ali."
Conan thanked him, then walked to the computer in the living room and pressed the power button, then walked to the workbench, looked at the busy Dr. Ali curiously and asked: "Doctor, what are you doing? "
"It's the new prop I told you about on the phone before!" Dr. Ali replied casually, then took a screwdriver and tightened the screws on the new prop, then took the things off the workbench and handed them over. Conan stepped forward and said, "Look, this is it!"
"This thing is... a belt?"
Conan was stunned for a moment, then took the thing in Dr. A Li's hand and looked at it carefully——
By the way, although there are some miscellaneous buckles on this long thing, it is definitely a belt, you can’t go wrong!
After Conan finished speaking, Dr. Ali immediately smiled and said: "Yes, this is indeed a belt - but don't underestimate it, it is not an ordinary belt! This is a football belt I designed specifically for you. !”
"Ah? Football belt?"
Conan was still a little confused, but Dr. Ali took the belt, gently pressed a button on the belt and said, "Look, although this belt looks ordinary, as long as you press this button, something will happen." A football automatically pops out of the hole - the football is made of rubber, and as long as you keep pressing the button and don't let go, it will keep expanding..."
As Dr. Ali spoke, the hand pressing the button was released, and then a football shot out of his belt and bounced in front of Conan.
Looking at the football, Conan's eyes shone slightly, and he couldn't help but praise: "Hide the football inside the belt? Dr. Ali, your idea is really great!"
By the way, Conan now has foot strength-enhancing shoes, and the football he kicks is very powerful, and can directly knock down the target or even knock him unconscious.
It's just that it's not convenient for him to carry a football with him. Even if he can use other things to replace it, he will occasionally encounter situations where he has nothing to play with.
Now with this prop, he is equivalent to carrying a football with him, and his own safety is greatly guaranteed...
Conan was thinking about it in his mind when he saw the football in front of him suddenly made a "chichi" sound and then deflated.
Seeing this scene, Conan said "Ah!" with a look of astonishment on his face, while Dr. Ali scratched his head and laughed dryly: "Of course, because this football is made of rubber, the sealing is not very good, so it can only last for ten seconds. Deflated..."
"Well……"
It will deflate in ten seconds...then the practicality of this thing will be greatly reduced!
But forget it, no matter what, this is still a method. Even if it is only ten seconds, it is better than nothing!
Conan curled his lips helplessly and thanked Dr. Ali. Then he saw that the computer next to him was also turned on. He quickly walked over and said: "Dr. Ali, the computer is already turned on. I will go and read Itakura Taku's diary first... …By the way, do you have anything to eat here? I haven’t had dinner yet…”
"Okay, I understand." Dr. Ali curled his lips helplessly, "I still have some cakes here, so I'll bring them to you..."
"Thank you, Dr. Ari!"
Conan thanked him, then sat in front of the computer, took out the magnetic disk from his pants pocket, gently put it into the card reader next to the monitor, and waited quietly.
Conan waited for a few seconds, only to find that the computer showed a card reading error. At the same time, Dr. Ali came over with a cake and a drink and placed them on the table.
Seeing Dr. Ali, Conan quickly pointed at the computer and asked, "Dr. Ali, look at what's going on?"
After listening to Conan's words, Dr. Ali let out an "ahh", then he went to the computer and looked at it. He frowned and said, "Why is there an error in the display? It's strange, everything was fine yesterday..."
Dr. Ali muttered and took out the magnetic disk from the card reader. After tinkering with the card reader again, he put the magnetic disk back in and took a look. It still showed a card reading error. He couldn't help but wonder. He scratched his head and said: "...still can't read it...it seems like the card reader is broken..."
After Dr. A Li finished speaking, Conan said "Ah" and looked speechless——
By the way, what the hell kind of situation is this!
This card reader never breaks down sooner or later, so why did it break down at such a critical time?
Conan murmured in his heart, and then asked Dr. Ali: "Doctor, do you have a spare card reader here?"
"A spare card reader? Do you think I need a spare one here?" Dr. A Li turned to look at Conan, with an expression like "You are looking down on me, A Li," "I am a doctor and an inventor! Even if this gadget breaks, I can fix it myself, so why do I need a spare?"
"Really?" Conan's eyes lit up, "Then it's up to you, Doctor!"
In the blink of an eye, five minutes passed. In front of the workbench in the living room, Dr. Ali looked at the card reader that had been dismantled into parts. He didn't know how to start.
Conan looked at this scene, the corner of his mouth twitched twice, and then asked with a speechless face: "Dr. Ali, are you sure you can fix it?"
"Well... well..." Dr. Ali blinked:
"...I think I should be able to do it!"
