Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The sound coming out of the loudspeaker was a bit distorted, mixed with a little bit of electrical noise.

Yun Xianhe's gaze shifted away from Amuro Toru and fell on the door that had been opened at some unknown time.

The pitch-black interior made it difficult to see what was inside.

But the sound definitely came from inside.

Yun Xianhe raised his eyes and glanced at Amuro Toru:

"The interior light is broken?"

The corners of Amuro Toru's mouth twitched but he didn't answer him.

Even the voice that seemed kind just now didn't know how to respond after hearing Yun Xianhe's question.

The voice paused for a few seconds, then smiled awkwardly:

"Mr. Yun is really humorous and funny."

"So the light is OK?"

"Ahem, ahem! Um, please come in, Mr. Yun. I think we can end our conversation as soon as possible so that you can go back and rest earlier."

Hearing what the other party said, Yun Xianhe muttered softly:

"It must be that guy from Ireland who just reported it, right?"

He is indeed a stingy guy. It’s a pity that he saved that guy’s life.

How about letting him die when we restart?

Never mind, the big guy is still quite entertaining, so I’ll keep it.

The brave man, who was thinking about many things, did not show it on his face, and followed Amuro Toru into the dark room.

The system light screen that no one could see had already thoroughly scanned the situation in the room, and even gave each object a clear outline and label.

Yun Xianhe, who was like entering the room with night vision goggles, looked straight ahead and sat on the sofa according to Amuro Toru's instructions.

Then he watched in silence as the other person brought a laptop and placed it on the table in front of him.

Looking at the figure shrouded in darkness that appeared on the computer screen, Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows.

He didn't immediately greet the old man on the other end of the video, but asked curiously:

"Is this the sincerity of the cooperation you wanted to discuss with me before? Finding a person whose authenticity is unknown to me to sit on the other side of the monitor and talk to me? I can't even see his face?"

Toru Amuro did not reply, but stood quietly by the side with his brows lowered.

It looks like a tamed lion that has restrained its claws and fangs in front of its master.

No wonder I'm not used to it.

The black sesame glutinous rice balls that always threaten to complain to Mr. Guang are better.

“Don’t be angry, Mr. Yun. I think I can explain this problem.”

The person on the computer screen spoke.

Yun Xianhe came back to his senses and glanced at him indifferently, then reached out and pulled the laptop towards him.

The boy almost put his entire face in front of the camera.

Compared to the compassion of the angel in the painting he had just seen, his slightly lowered eyes showed an inhuman coldness:

"How can you guarantee that you are the one who can make the decision? Relying on your hidden and deliberately created sense of mystery? Or those shady means? You once tried to kidnap my personal assistant, right?"

'113.'

[The relevant medium has been contacted, and the target location is being searched——]

A mechanical reminder sounded in my mind.

113 in the system space moved his fingers and quickly tapped the operating table that appeared out of thin air.

Xiao Tiandao, who was standing by, watched without saying a word.

He always felt that these two people seemed to be about to do something extraordinary.

Suddenly, Xiao Tiandao recalled that Yun Xianhe once went to a den in the winery and stole an APTX-4869 disk from them.

Is it possible? !

【Be honest. 】

[Good Mr. System...]

Xiao Tiandao, who was about to open his eyes to see clearly, shrank back.

Woohoo... He just wants to watch the fun...

outside system space.

Yun Xianhe has not let go of the laptop in his hand.

He slightly bent one finger and tapped the notebook cover with his pink fingertip.

The regular rhythm invisibly increases the tension of the atmosphere.

The boss hiding in the shadows at the other end of the video felt his heart tighten inexplicably.

He couldn't help but sigh that some people's aura made them naturally suitable for becoming a superior.

The boss looked at the boy in the video who looked very bad, and tried to make his voice sound more sincere:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yun. I have no choice but to meet you like this. I hope you can understand me as an old man. As for kidnapping your personal assistant, how is that possible? We just want him to make an introduction."

The other party spoke without any psychological burden.

For something that hasn't happened yet, aren't they just allowed to make up reasons for it?

Yun Xianhe formed a preliminary impression of the boss behind the scenes - shameless.

[Big brother, his face is so big. ]

'It looks big in the image, and there are age spots.'

[He's sitting in a wheelchair. ]

'He must have lost some of his body functions. Does this mean that he has never taken the drugs they developed? Oh, that's right. After all, he is so afraid of death that he would not try it easily before he is sure of success.'

Everyone complained about the boss behind the scenes.

Seeing that the other party was still waiting for his answer, Yun Xianhe sat up a little straighter, lifted the laptop closer to himself, and then let go.

The person on the other side of the screen secretly controlled the surveillance cameras in various directions to scan the laptop.

After seeing that Yun Xianhe had not put anything inappropriate on it, the smile on the boss's face became more sincere.

"How old are you, sir?"

"Haha, forget about my age. I'm afraid Mr. Yun won't believe it if I tell him."

"Two hundred years old?"

"Um--"

The boss on the other side of the screen didn't admit it, and the elongated tail tone sounded somewhat intriguing.

Yun Xianhe curled the corners of his lips slightly.

The pair of heterochromatic eyes illuminated by the fluorescent light from the computer screen darkened even more.

"Once our cooperation is reached, I think I will be willing to share this secret with Mr. Yun."

"Okay, now are you willing to tell me what you want to cooperate with?"

As Yun Xianhe spoke, he folded his hands on his knees, looking as if he was doing whatever the emperor wanted.

"Of course. To be honest, we are planning to develop a new technology recently, which happens to require a technology from your company."

The other party was very vague at first.

They didn’t explain what exactly they were going to develop, but they did boast a lot about their capabilities.

Technical Yun Xianhe understood that it was the advanced mechanical program instruction feedback plug-in that Qilichu was currently testing in this world. It was a low-level, controllable version of Noah's Ark.

This old guy wants to study intelligent machines?

...flesh and blood, suffering, mechanical ascension?

As he was thinking, Yun Xianhe recalled that he had not paid attention to the movements of the little genius for a long time.

Let the robot following the other person keep a close eye on him to prevent him from being captured by some ungrateful people.

"Old sir, you seem to have forgotten to mention the conditions you can offer."

Only after the boss finished drawing the pie did Yun Xianhe speak slowly.

The boy looked listless and lacked energy.

This is undoubtedly a signal.

The other party is not interested in what they want to develop unless they can come up with a more attractive product.

"Of course, Bourbon."

"Yes."

The wooden stake standing in the corner and blending into the darkness finally moved.

Yun Xianhe watched as Toru Amuro carried a small suitcase over, opened it, and placed it in front of him.

With the light from the computer screen, Yun Xianhe clearly saw a row of red and white capsules embedded in the cushion.

There is a small label on the capsule:

"APTX-4869,?"