Soon, the elevator arrived at the showroom.
The showroom is full of colorful large-scale equipment, like entering an amusement park.
After everyone wandered around freely for two minutes, Secretary Sawaguchi brought a professional to introduce the uses of various equipment.
"This is the company's executive officer and chief computer engineer, Mr. Yuan Jiaming."
A medium-sized man with glasses came out. Qin Zhibo looked at his hairline and felt that he didn't have the aura of a strong man, but with a social credit of 4800, he still looked good.
But it may be that programmers in this era are not too introverted...
"Everyone is welcome to come. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."
Soon, the three little ones took aim at an interesting device, which was said to be able to predict faces ten years from now. It was very miraculous.
"Everyone, if you are interested, you can try it."
At the invitation of Yuan Jiaming, Bumi and Mao Lilan were the first to experience it.
The two put on a device similar to a motorcycle helmet and sat on a chair for a while, and the photo was automatically printed.
"Wow! So cute!"
Ayumi's beautiful photos made Genta's face immediately turn red, and Mitsuhiko was also mentally derailed for a second.
Qin Zhibo came over and took a look. With the aesthetics of a "future person", he didn't feel anything special. It was just that his face had become slimmer, his chin had been changed into an awl, and his hair was a little longer.
Mao Lilan on the side is similar, her face is thinner, the horns on the top of her head are smoothed, and there are even traces of algorithm residue on the edges of her hair.
In Qin Zhibo's eyes, this looks like a photo of an internet celebrity.
But in the eyes of others, they all came over and praised Mao Lilan for her stunning beauty.
Wanting to see what her love rival would look like in the future, Ayumi grabbed the photo with both hands and was instantly inspired by this internet celebrity photo.
"What a beauty!"
"She looks a bit like Eri when she was young..." Mouri Kogoro was also a little puzzled, but in fact there was no need to be so puzzled.
Sonoko was a little jealous and said bitterly: "When I think of that guy Shinichi being with you, I feel inexplicably angry..."
"Is it the feeling like a good cabbage being bitten by a pig?" Qin Zhibo suddenly asked.
Yuanzi suddenly realized it and nodded quickly, "Yes, yes! That's how it feels!"
Regarding Qin Zhibo's wonderful metaphor, Mao Lilan next to him was a little puzzled, "...Why am I a cabbage?"
Conan: ╭(°A°`)╮
That's better than me being a pig, right?
The next ones to try the high-tech PS were Mitsuhiko and Genta. Unfortunately, their blades were somewhat inferior, so the effect of P was not obvious and can be ignored.
Next, everyone encouraged Conan and Haihara Ai to give it a try.
When it came to this, both of them tacitly chose to give up. After all, if the machine was even more accurate, their identities would be exposed.
However, no one wanted to spare the two of them lightly. Mitsuhiko and Genta went to drag Haibara Ai, and Mouri Kogoro reached out to lift Conan and wanted to force the two of them to the chair.
This made Haihara Ai startled. Even though he usually has a grown-up face, he must not reveal it in front of Toru Amuro today.
"I do not want!"
"don't want!"
However, the two little ones paid no attention to Haibara Ai's resistance, and followed the Japanese tradition. The more they shouted no, the more excited they became. They lifted Haihara Ai to the left and right and tried to push her down on the chair.
Qin Zhibo stepped forward and stopped the two of them.
"Since the girl says she doesn't want it, she should let go immediately. This is the only way to be a gentleman."
The two little ones were stunned for a moment, and Hui Yuan Ai also took advantage of this moment to break free and run away immediately.
Looking at Haiyuan Ai's still resistant expression, the two realized that Haiyuan really didn't want to be treated like that just now, and immediately lowered his head in shame.
And Mouri Kogoro looked at Conan in his hand and felt that his approach was a bit rough and not Gentleman enough.
As a result, Conan was also released, and the two shrinks escaped the fate of being illuminated by the high-tech prophecy PS machine.
The two of them stared at Qin Zhibo's back silently, feeling grateful in their hearts.
Thank you!
Gentleman!
Skipping Conan and Haibara Ai, it’s Sono’s turn.
Sonoko wanted to be in a group with Toru Amuro, but Toru Amuro shook his head and refused, saying that he didn't like taking pictures very much.
It’s fake if you don’t like having your picture taken, but it’s true if you don’t like being photographed.
As an agent, it would be foolish to leave a photo of yourself under any circumstances.
So Toru Amuro was also skipped, and Sonoko could only be paired with Aso.
After a few seconds, the computer calculated the result. The photo of Yuanzi had short hair and looked more like a rich woman.
But Yuanzi was not satisfied with this photo of herself, and felt that it made her look older (of course).
In fact, Aso has basically remained the same. What he is now will be what he will be in the future.
Yuan Jiaming explained that this is because the appearance of adults is basically fixed, especially those in their twenties, and it will not change too significantly in ten years.
The last group is Qin Zhibo and Mouri Kogoro. The two uncles are more suitable as a control group.
The photo of Kogoro Mouri came out soon, and everyone gathered around to watch it curiously, but found that Kogoro Moori had not changed at all, and there was no sign of aging at all.
Mouri Kogoro was very content with his photo. He smoked, drank, and combed his hair every day. His various bad habits and lifestyle habits could not overwhelm his handsome appearance.
You can rest assured that you will be happy in the future!
However, Qin Zhibo's machine waited for a minute and failed to calculate the result. Finally...
【ERROR! 】
An error was displayed on the screen, and then the helmet automatically raised and released Qin Zhibo.
Computer engineer Yuan Jiaming looked at the machine with confusion, "Error? That's weird, this is impossible..."
Qin Zhibo spread his hands and looked innocent. The subtext was that he was not the one who broke the machine. Please don't touch it.
However, Haibara Ai, who came back after calming down, looked at the "ERROR" with the explosion special effects on the screen and felt a little guilty in her heart.
Ten years later, could it be said that he is no longer here?
No, you need to quickly find an opportunity to tell him that there are bad people around you.
...
After visiting the showroom, Secretary Sawaguchi also received a call that he could go to the banquet hall on the 75th floor.
Taking the VIP exclusive elevator to the 75th floor, a hot-looking woman in uniform was arranging on-site work.
Hearing the elevator bell ringing behind her, the woman turned around to greet her.
"Senior Mori."
Seeing the beautiful schoolgirl whom he longed for, Mouri Kogoro immediately forgot about his weak legs due to fear of heights when he took the elevator just now, and walked forward to hold hands.
"Jiban-senpai, haha... I was supposed to come alone, but I'm really embarrassed to bring so many people."
Mio Tokiwa looked behind Mouri and found that there were indeed a lot of people coming, most of them young faces, who could not help the building's opening ceremony to be more famous.
Only the face of a mixed-race uncle made Tokiwa Mio a little concerned.
"Are you the famous detective Mr. Qin Zhibo?"
"I have admired your name for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come..."
"If you don't mind, could you please come with Senior Mori to the opening ceremony of the building that will be held here in two days?"
6600 social credit, activate!
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
