Transform randomly in Kexue World

(This chapter and the contents of this book are created by Ke Huan and have nothing to do with individuals or groups in the real world. Please do not confuse them.)
After getting off the plane and walking out of the terminal, he waited for a while at the baggage claim area. Doraemon was slowly transported in on tracks, and then he looked at Martin with dead fish eyes.

"Just come down by yourself. Do you expect me to pick you up?" Martin lowered his head to play with his cell phone.

Since we were going to Osaka, of course we would contact the local people, Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha, so we saw the two of them in the airport pick-up team.

After greeting each other, Hattori Heiji pointed casually: "Let's go, I have already booked a shuttle bus to Yume Island, it will arrive in just an hour."

The World Expo covers a large area, and there is certainly no room for it in Osaka city, which has a large population and limited land. The World Expo site is located on an artificial island called Yumeshima, which is reclaimed land.

Soon they arrived at the shuttle bus station to wait for the bus. Maori Kogoro, who had done his homework in advance and was ready to show off his knowledge, talked freely: "These vehicles have the function of automatic driving, which can reach the level of experienced drivers. This is the crystallization of Japan's latest technology and the way of travel in the future."

"That's amazing." Xiaolan praised her father: "Which company made these cars?"

"Well..." Maori Kogoro was stunned by the question: "It doesn't seem to be mentioned on the Internet... It may be Toyota. After all, it is one of the largest automobile manufacturers in the world, known for its high quality and reliability."

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya: "Maybe Nissan? I heard on TV that Nissan has made significant breakthroughs in plug-in hybrid technology recently, and is also making intelligent transformation."

Hattori Heiji: "Mazda is also a possibility?"

Yuanzi crossed her arms and thought for a while: "Emm...it doesn't seem to be our family. I haven't heard of this."

Yuanzi didn't have a very good time this holiday because her sister was engaged, so she was entrusted with an important task and was kept by her parents, helping them most of the time.

So during this holiday, Yuanzi was always complaining bitterly about why Martin didn't "tie" her to Hogwarts as well.

Masumi Sera: "It can't be a Honda, my motorcycle is a Honda."

Several people speculated, but unfortunately, the red bus coming from the front had no logo, only a "Keihan" logo. This was not to deliberately tug at people's appetite or to deceive people, but Japanese buses do not have front logos.

Then when getting in the car, Kogoro Maori glanced at the driver's seat. Although it was automatic driving, the steering wheel was still there, and there was a car logo on the steering wheel.

BYD, it’s BYD.

After sitting in the car, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

"Well, don't be so mean." Maori Kogoro took out his phone and made an emergency public relations statement: "The key point of driverless technology is software rather than vehicles. Although imported vehicles were purchased for modification, the driverless system was indeed developed by Japan's Soft Bank Group. It is a driving system called SB driver...hiss."

As he spoke, Kogoro Maori felt that there was something wrong with the words he was saying.

"Fortunately there's no driver in the car, otherwise I would have thought my uncle was scolding him." Martin also picked up his phone, glanced at Conan and asked, "Moss, check what the basic engine of that driving system starting with S is? Is there a risk of it driving us headlong into death? Has its chief engineer been killed recently? Have any of his family members or friends died accidentally within the past ten years? Will the engineer hijack the intelligent driving system to retaliate against society?"

CONAN: Who are you hinting at?

Ten seconds later, Moss gave the answer: "Oh, it's Baidu Intelligent Driving."

They spent most of the time chatting along the way. He Ye curiously listened to Ma Wu bragging about the story of Hogwarts, and then watched Ma Wu perform the three-axe spell.

An hour later, the bus passed a cross-sea bridge, and the endless sea could be seen outside the windows on both sides.

"This artificial island is a bit far from the land. It looks like there's only a bridge connecting it to the ground..." Martin sighed, glanced at Conan, and asked loudly, "Does anyone want to make a bet? I bet this bridge will be blown up."

Xiaolan was embarrassed: "Martin-kun has started again. Whenever he sees a lonely bridge, he thinks the bridge will break."

Although most of the bridges that Martin bet on were actually blown up in the end, a small part was planned to be blown up but was prevented.

"Then Xiaolan will fall into the water along with the broken bridge." Martin continued, "As the saying goes, 'Xiaolan dissolves easily in water', and then when Xiaolan keeps struggling and is about to drown..."

"I can swim, Martin!"

Hearing that his daughter was 'cursed', Maori Kogoro interrupted unhappily: "Tell you, kid, don't talk nonsense, or you'll be spotted by the police."

For such an important event, talking nonsense or behaving strangely can easily attract the attention of security personnel. Inspired by the former prime minister's open-mindedness, the Expo increased the scale and cost of security several times.

"I bet you won't be blown up, but only if you don't allow yourself to be blown up." Sera Masumi joined in with great interest: "What's the bet!?"

This is the bet that Masumi Sera most hopes for. Those who understand will understand.

"The Dream Dance Bridge is not the only way to connect the artificial island to the mainland." Conan, who was flipping through a map book, corrected him, "There is also an underwater subway tunnel."

"Oh, then let's blow up the subway as well, just like in 'Fifteen Minutes of Silence'."

"what?"

"I mean, I'll bet twice." Martin raised his chin provocatively: "Will the great detective follow?"

"I bet it won't explode." Conan naturally said, "With half a bag of dog food."

Martin waved his hand to drive him away: "Get lost, your half bag of dog food has expired long ago."

Conan's eyes widened: "How did you know?"

In fact, that half bag of dog food had been thrown away long ago, and Conan couldn’t remember whether it had expired or not.

"I bought it on purpose and it was close to expiration. How could I not know?"

……

After getting off the bus, I saw the famous wooden dome from afar, then the entrance gate, the ticket checking area, and... the crowd winding all the way from the ticket checking area to the station.

"It will take a long time to line up..." The tall and strong Maori Kogoro could see the densely packed heads. The short and narrow-sighted children could only see countless thighs. Maori Kogoro couldn't help but look at Suzuki Sonoko: "Miss, don't you have the privileged channels of the rich to send us in?"

Suzuki Sonoko was also at a loss as she looked at the team in front of her: "Well... if we had come earlier, I should have been able to get us in before it opened. Now..." This is a world-class event, not something held at home, so she still has to keep a low profile.

Martin shook his head and smacked his lips. "Tsk, if I had known earlier, I would have used the Anywhere Door directly from home to the venue. If I had used the Anywhere Door for the last section of the journey, it would have felt like the entire journey before was meaningless."

Anywhere door? After a moment's pause, everyone suddenly realized what was going on and looked at Doraemon - they didn't want the meaning of the journey, they just wanted to avoid queuing.

Doraemon immediately covered his pocket and took a half step back to be on guard: "Don't even think about it, no way!"

In an instant, everyone around, from Kogoro Mouri and Professor Agasa to the seven real and fake children, and even a few high school students, stared at Doraemon with fierce eyes, and Doraemon felt a lot of pressure.

After all, he is a Japanese robot, and the pressure of being bullied by the atmosphere is still very high.

However, it was too much of a bully to let Doraemon break the bottom line by himself. Martin was ready to give Doraemon some way out, so he winked at everyone and said, "Uncle, Big Black Carbon, hold it down!"

After Kogoro Mori, with a smirk on his face, and Heiji Hattori, with a roll of his eyes, captured Doraemon from the left and right, Martin stopped Masumi Sera, who was eager to join in the fun, and reached into Doraemon's pocket himself.

Although he can get or solve whatever he wants with just a thought, it is obviously more interesting this way.

Dig, dig, dig~ The Anywhere Door doesn't work. I just said that using the Anywhere Door to travel the last section of the journey will make the previous journey meaningless.

Dig, dig, dig~ It's a flashlight, what kind of flashlight? Is it a magnifying flashlight or a shrinking flashlight? Martin took out the flashlight and shone it on Sera Masumi's chest - what a pity, it was a shrinking flashlight!
Without feeling the slightest bit of sadness for the sacrifice of Miss Cushion Man's Seven-Layered Ring of Fiery Sky, the next thing to arrive at the battlefield was - the Wall-Piercing Ring!

Just take the wall-piercing ring and walk to any wall, place the wall-piercing ring on the wall and you can make a big hole... Make it seem like they didn't buy a ticket and want to evade the ticket, pass!

Then it's decided to be you, go ahead! Devil's Passport!

The Devil's Passport is a tool that can exert mental control over an entire country. No matter what the person holding the passport does, the rest of the people will unconditionally allow the other person to do whatever he wants.

"Hello, please let us through. Hello, please let us through." Martin walked in front holding the devil's passport, and swaggered into the queue directly to the ticket check: "Please check our tickets first."

Some of the others were calm or felt at ease, while others were a little uneasy but still followed behind. The three little ones were quite polite and thanked everyone who helped them, and the group entered the venue easily and smoothly.

"Give it back to me!" Doraemon immediately wanted to take the prop back.

"Maybe it will be useful. It seems we have to queue to enter the exhibition hall."

"Then stand in line honestly! Don't lead the children astray!" Dorajit angrily snatched back the passport and put it in his pocket.

Martin pointed into the distance and said, "That pavilion with the long queue seems to be selling the best Dorayaki in the world!"

"Take it! - Do you think I would say that? No way!" Dorajit was obviously not fooled: "You are referring to the toilet! Besides, even if there is such a long line, I can queue up by myself!"

Apparently, after enjoying the convenience of the Devil's Passport, the others had no intention of joining Martin and Doraji's conversation. They had already begun to enthusiastically plan their tour of the park and were even planning to act separately.

Kogoro Mouri also breathed a sigh of relief and took out a cigarette from his pocket and prepared to light it.

"You can't smoke, uncle!" Hattori Heiji screamed so loudly that Kogoro Mori's cigarette fell to the ground.

"Don't you know?" Hattori Heiji reminded Maori Kogoro nervously, "Because Yumeshima was originally a landfill, there are decades of garbage buried under the ground here, and methane is constantly seeping out from the ground. There have been many explosions during the construction period! If there is excessive methane under our feet at this time, if you smoke here, we might all be blown up!"

Kogoro Mori suddenly looked horrified.

The methane concentration at the World Expo site once exceeded 5%... What does this mean? - The methane alarm concentration in a coal mine is generally 1%, and the ideal working condition is usually less than 0.1%.

“Hahaha…” Martin sneered: “I was still wondering where the criminal should place the bomb in this episode, but I didn’t expect that the venue actually had its own bomb.”

Conan: "Haha."

At this time, someone spoke up for Maori Kogoro and said, "Don't worry, methane won't explode again."

An old man who was older than Dr. Agasa walked over. He was wearing a blue work suit and a yellow safety helmet. He had a thick gray beard under his round nose and walked over with one hand in his pocket.

"It's all thanks to the Suzuki Group." The old worker said with a smile, "After the explosion during construction, the Suzuki Group took the initiative to install a set of underground methane extraction and power generation equipment for the venue. Now the methane underground will be collected by the machine to generate electricity, and the methane above the ground will naturally decrease."

Although Suzuki Sonoko had recalled this incident in the corners of her memory for a long time and could not remember it, she proudly puffed out her chest and received praise from everyone: "Well, this is just the basic operation of the Suzuki Group."

The old worker took out his cigarette and handed it to Maori Kogoro with one hand: "It's okay, smoke boldly, young man."

Maori Kogoro smiled and reached out to take it: "Thank you, I am Maori Kogoro..."

The moment Kogoro Mori announced his home, the old man's movements suddenly froze, and the cigarette box slipped between the two men's fingers, fell to the ground and broke, with the crumpled cigarettes inside scattered out.

"Oh, sorry, I suddenly heard the name of the famous sleeping detective Maori Kogoro. I really didn't expect to meet a celebrity like you by chance."

The old man had no doubt about Mouri Kogoro's identity. While explaining the reason for his loss of composure, he squatted down to pick up the cigarette box and cigarettes. As a fellow smoker, Mouri Kogoro also squatted down to help.

There was a hint of surprise in Conan's eyes at this moment, because the old man's right hand was always in his pocket, and even when he squatted down to pick up something, he only used his left hand.

When the two stood up and were about to light a cigarette, a staff member came over and said, "Hey, this is a no-smoking area!"

Although the methane threat has been resolved by the Suzuki Foundation, smoking is prohibited throughout the Expo for safety reasons.

"Walk 100 meters over there and you will see the smoking area sign." The staff first instructed Maori Kogoro to go to the smoking area to smoke, and then turned to the old worker and reminded him: "Please work seriously and do not do anything dangerous that violates the regulations."

"I came here because I can't smoke over there." The old man turned around and walked in the opposite direction of the smoking area. "But it's a bit far to go over there, so forget it. See you again someday, Mr. Detective." (End of this chapter)