The mastermind behind Conan

In the exhibition hall, it is not allowed to take out things.

Therefore, if you want to enter the exhibition hall, you must store your carry-on luggage at the counter at the entrance of the hall.

"Sir, your luggage?" said the staff at the counter with a smile to Mori Kogoro.

"Oh, okay!"

Mori Kogoro ignored the two sharply spoken men behind him and handed over his bag.

"No. 96, this is your number plate, please take it!"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry!" Mori Kogoro said politely, and then left the line with the number plate.

Just as Shiraishi was about to step forward, Yuxing Takeshita, who was in the rear, glanced at his watch and suddenly shouted in a panic: "Ahhhh

"What!?" Ueda Koji hurriedly glanced at his watch, and also exclaimed.

"You have to hurry up and get ready!" Takeshita Yuxing said in a panic.

"But, but what should I do!" Ueda Koji glanced at the team of the pomp and circumstance, and frowned: "Oh no, we don't have time to queue for that long!"

At this time, Yuxing Takeshita noticed Takeshi in front of him, smiled wryly, and then squeezed over: "I'm very sorry, let me cut in line!"

"Mine too. Ueda Koji also followed Takeshita's footsteps.

"Please—" Shiraishi took two steps back graciously, giving up an empty seat for them.

"Hey, you two, how can you cut the line!" Nakajima Hideaki exclaimed dissatisfied.

"You'd better hurry up, the president will be angry if he's late!" Takeshita waved at him.

"Yes, that's right!" Nakajima Hideaki smiled apologetically at Takeshi Shiraishi before stepping up as well.

"I'm sorry for you, but please don't mistake the briefcase for the three of us!" Hideaki Nakajima carefully handed the box to the staff and reminded him.

"Hey, Mr. Shiraishi, have you noticed that the briefcases of the three of them are the same!" Xiaolan asked suddenly in surprise.

"Yes, it's exactly the same!"

Shiraishi looked at the three boxes thoughtfully, but his mind was thinking about the cautious look when Nakajima handed his briefcase to the staff just now, and his eyes sharpened slightly.

"Yes, this young lady! Not only the briefcase, but all the employees of our Mantendo company have the same tie clips and watches, and they also have the company's uniform logo!" Takeshita Yuyuki explained.

"That's right!" Xiaolan nodded.

Soon, it will be the turn of Takeshi Shiraishi and Yukiko Kudo.

"This is your numbered plate!" the staff handed the numbered plate to Takeshi Shiraishi.

"Wow, I'm so lucky, it's number 100, there's Kiko!"

Shiraishi Takeshi hugged Kudo Yukiko's thin waist very closely, and Kudo Yukiko, who knew that Shiraishi was used to it, did not hesitate at all, stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to come up, and the two kissed sweetly on the spot.

Since the death of Yusaku Kudo, Yukiko Kudo has done everything possible to meet Takeshi Shiraishi's various requests in order to be able to protect Kudo Shinichi.

Not only that, but she also remembered the various habits of Bai Shiwu deeply in her mind.

For example, if Bai Shiwu suddenly hugged her waist, then nine times out of ten, he would kiss her.

Therefore, Yukiko Kudo can now be said to have developed the habit of reacting to Takeshi Shiraishi's different movements.

And getting used to this kind of thing, once it appears in large quantities, it is difficult to change it!

"Bai, Mr. Shiraishi, Mrs. Yukiko, you, you guys..." Xiaolan blushed and said timidly and softly.

"Cut, this guy Bai Shiwu, I don't know how to be ashamed, I can actually bring my Xiaolan in front of so many people! No, we must not let Bai Shiwu, a person of rhetoric, get too close to Xiaolan!" Conan glared at Bai Shiwu hatefully.

In the hall, there was a lot of people.

Various game producers, people from game publishing companies, and journalists gathered together.

In addition, Manheaven Games Company also arranged a lot of game consoles in the venue, so that people who came to the exhibition could experience all the games they had released.

After entering the venue, Shiraishi Takeshi and his group completely integrated into the lively atmosphere of the venue.

Game consoles play in the past, such as Punch Saint, Contra Gong, Luo Guest, Crossing the Line, Hero Glory, etc., are the most popular games in Japan nowadays.

"Next, let's go play that!" Shiraishi suddenly suggested, pointing to a large machine in front of him.

"Huh!?"

"Okay!"

"What is that, what a lot of people look like!"

The crowd walked over.

I saw that Nakajima Hideaki, who I met at the door earlier, was taking off his work uniform, putting on a special fist on his hand, refreshing his nerves, and slammed his fist on one of the panels of the machine, after the sound of "beep click" sounded.

On the big screen of the machine, three numbers appeared: 348!

Bang!

A sensation!

"Hallelujah!"

"It's amazing, it can actually score close to three hundred and fifty points!"

"What a lot of explosiveness this has to be!"

"That's great!Mr. Nakajima, have you practiced before?" Xiaolan hurriedly ran over and asked.

"Yes, yes, I did boxing when I was in college!" Nakajima said as he took off the special gloves in his hand and took over the work uniform from the hands of Yuxing Takeshita behind him.

"By the way, Xiaolan, why don't you try it too!" Nakajima suggested, "This will take the stress away!"

"Pressure, pressure, isn't it?"

Xiao Lan froze for a moment, took the gloves, slammed the punch on it, and shouted, "Hurry up and come back to me!"

"Beep Beep Beep !!!!"

There was an astonishing sound from the machine, followed by three dark brown numbers on the screen: 400.

“400？"

"But, terrible!"

Everyone exclaimed with horror on their faces.

"Xiaolan..." Conan glanced at Xiaolan with a frightened face, and quietly lowered his head.

"Mr. Shiraishi, do you want to try it too?" said Xiaolan with a smile.

"I... I'm not okay—" Shiraishi hesitated.

Takeshi Shiraishi knows very well how strong his explosive power is.

"Give it a try!" Xiaolan looked at Shiraishi Takeshi expectantly.

"Takeshi Shiraishi, this guy... I don't know how explosive his arm is!" Conan looked up and looked at Takeshi Shiraishi with the same expectation.

"Try it!Mr. Shiraishi, you won't be intimidated by Ran's explosiveness!" Nakajima laughed.

"Okay, okay!" Bai Shiwu took the fist glove from Xiaolan's hand and suddenly threw a punch.

"Beep beep !!!"

Three crimson numbers appeared on the screen: 666!

"What !!"

"Perverted!"

"Holy!!Is this still human?!"

“666！！"

"Could it be that the machine is broken!?"

"Who is this guy Shiraishi Takeshi, and what else is hidden!?"