I, Kudo Shinichi, the rice flower death god

It didn't take long for the box to be wiped out by Dr. Asasa alone.

It was specially prepared by Shinichi with the one for dinner, and it was enough for three adults.

It seems that I haven't seen him for a year, and the doctor's meal has grown again.

Weight too.

Looking at Dr. Agasa's round belly, Shinichi secretly sighed.

"Then let's get down to business. "

Sitting on the sofa opposite, Dr. Asasa's expression became unusually serious.

"Well, according to your idea, I got a few old friends, and finally made the prototype. "

As Dr. Asasa spoke, his face was filled with pride that could not be concealed.

After all, it can be said that it is a cross-era electronic product, and it was actually born in his hands.

As a scientist, there is nothing more to be proud of.

"Where's it already been studied?"

Shinichi was also taken aback by Dr. Agasa's words.

He didn't expect the progress to be so fast.

"It's in my lab, I'll show you there. "

As they spoke, they walked towards Dr. Asasa's lab.

Naturally, they are talking about the smartphone that the new heart has been thinking about for a long time.

Having said that, Shinichi didn't have the idea of building a business empire.

The reason why he asked Dr. Asasa to help develop a smartphone was simply because he wanted to use it himself.

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

After experiencing so many high-end and convenient electronic products in the 21st century, he has long been disgusted with the flip phone in his hand that can only make calls and send text messages.

But subject to the restrictions of the times, the mobile phone in his hand is already the most advanced in the world.

It was a friend of his cheap dad who got the Motorola, which can be called the predecessor of the smartphone.

Of course, it's still far from a real smartphone.

Under normal circumstances, it will take at least another decade for smartphones to truly appear and become popular.

How can Shinichi stand it!

So on a whim, he asked Dr. Asa if he could turn the idea he had offered into reality.

And the doctor deserves to be a doctor and lives up to his expectations.

It's just ......

"This is the smartphone you made?

The new one played with the mobile phone in his hand, and he didn't know how to complain for a while.

The shape of the cube, the sleek shape, and the wide screen are indeed very similar to the smartphones he used before.

Except for the operating system, everything else is basically the same.

It's just that...... What's going on with this five-centimeter-thick body?

"You can't blame me for this, it's to meet what you said, it's so thick. "

Dr. Asa was aggrieved.

"My request?".

Shinichi was stunned for a moment.

It has unlimited access to the Internet, has an open operating platform, runs fast, and sets preferences ...... in a humanized

way

Didn't he just ask for a hundred million points? And these are all essential functions of smartphones?

Without these features, can it still be called a smartphone?

But Shinichi quickly reacted.

Just now, he subconsciously asked Dr. Asa with the level of technology in his previous life, completely forgetting that this era was only an era when computers were popularized for a long time.

With the current level of technology, it is a miracle that Dr. Asasa was able to manufacture this smartphone.

I don't want to ask for anything too much.

"But it still feels awkward to use. "

Operating the smartphone in his hand, Shinichi muttered helplessly.

The difference in the system interface is better to say, and he quickly Xi got used to it. But the thickness and weight of these five centimeters made him really uncomfortable.

In the previous life, I jokingly called this kind of mobile phone a brick, but now it seems that it is really not wrong.

"I'm really sorry, Shinichi, I can only do this to this extent. "

Dr. Asasa touched his sleek head and said in a slightly regretful tone.

In the eyes of this kind old man, this is not only a dissatisfaction with Shinichi's trust, but also a dissatisfaction with his own ability.

"No, I'm the one who said I'm sorry, it's really hard for you. "

Shinichi shook his head and comforted.

Due to the limitations of the times, it has greatly exceeded his expectations to be able to do this.

It's a pity that although Shinichi has memories of his previous life, he doesn't know anything about this knowledge.

Otherwise, we might be able to help.

"That's right!".

Suddenly, Dr. Asa screamed, so frightened that Shinichi almost threw the bricks out of his hand.

"What's wrong, Doctor?".

"It occurred to me that I had a friend of mine who was very good at programming, and he could help him out with maybe, possibly, probably be able to develop a smaller chip. "

Dr. Asasa's voice was low again, a little lacking in confidence.

"Friends of friends...... This kind of relationship is unreliable no matter how you look at it, right?

Although he didn't hold out much hope, out of curiosity, Shinichi still asked.

"It seems to be called Itakura...... Takura Itakura?".

It was clear that Dr. Asa was not very familiar with this friend's friend, and he had to think about it before he could recall it.

"Takura Itakura?".

Shinichi squinted and repeated the repetition, the name giving him a familiar feeling.

But it's not particularly familiar, like I've heard someone say it somewhere.

"Familiar with it, he was originally a CG special effects producer, and he has participated in the production of many famous movies. "

"It's just that because of the deterioration of my eyesight, I turned to developing computer programs. "

After reminiscing, Dr. Asa talked eloquently and introduced the person to Shinichi.

"CG special effects producer, Takashi Itakura, development program?".

At the same time, Shinichi finally remembered, which he had heard from the woman who had absinthe.

Although he joined the black-clad organization, he was only to exercise his abilities, and he was not interested in those classified information at all.

The organization was recruiting powerful programmers, and he accidentally learned about it while chatting with absinthe, and so did the name Takura Itakura.

A genius programmer who is targeted by a black-clad organization.

If this kind of genius programmer were to be able to develop a new type of smartphone chip, he might be able to develop a new type of smartphone chip.

"So where is this Itakura Takura now?"

Thinking of this, Shinichi also moved his mind to meet this person.

"I heard from my friend that Takashi Itakura moved to the countryside to concentrate on developing a new program, so I don't know where it is, but I can ask. "

Dr. Asasa said, pulling out his phone.

For more than ten minutes, Shinichi sat on the sofa in the living room, studying the brick-shaped smartphone in his hand while waiting.

It seems to be a common problem of older people, and Dr. Asasa called to ask for news from Takura Itakura, but he chatted enthusiastically with the person on the other side of the phone.

From recent life situations to professional scientific knowledge, there is no sense of stopping at all.

Fortunately, Xinyi is not in a hurry, nor is he urging.

After waiting for more than an hour, Dr. Asa slowly walked out of the laboratory.

"How's that going, doctor, have you asked clearly?".

Shinichi yawned boredly and asked the doctor.

"Ah, yes, I forgot about it!"

Dr. Asa thought for a moment, then shouted in realization.

"Sorry, I'll call again!".

While apologizing to Xin, the doctor took his mobile phone and dialed the number just now.

"Alas~ It seems that I have to wait for today. "

Leaning back on the sofa, Shinichi sighed helplessly.

This doctor can't get old and start to have symptoms of Alzheimer's, right?