Detective Conan: The System Takes Me to Zero's World

Ai Haibara called up a three-dimensional brain image. The fluorescent lights in the laboratory crackled, and light and shadows flickered on everyone's faces.

The alarm lights on the console flashed regularly, and the faint red light and the dark blue synapses on the projection screen intertwined to create a strange color.

"These increased synapses are forming circuits in the brain, like antennas receiving specific signals." Huihara Ai looked solemn, enlarging the screen and tapping the flashing dots.

Conan frowned, clenched his teeth, his clenched fists trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of worry about the winery's conspiracy.

As soon as Kudo Yuki touched the teacup, she suddenly withdrew her hand. A flash of panic appeared in her eyes, but she regained her composure in an instant.

Amuro narrowed his eyes, his sight penetrating the screen like a substance: "The loop frequency fluctuation is the same as the satellite interference signal frequency band three years ago. They have already laid out the 'global control network'."

The door of the laboratory was pushed open with a creaky sound, and Dr. Agasa walked in quickly with a book in his arms. The title page was still covered with dust.

"Finding some old books may help me break through the bottleneck!" He placed the books on the laboratory table, and a yellowed "Frontiers in Neuroscience" quietly slipped from the pile of books, revealing an old document sandwiched in it - that was the dry goods formed by the doctor's in-depth analysis of relevant knowledge when he was young.

Huihara Ai glanced at the documents and threw out the black leather notebook in her arms. The red ribbon drew an arc in the air: "Focus on the third chapter. The metabolic pathway contains clues to cracking the security."

Zhu Fujingguang flipped open his notebook and ran his finger over the word "neurotoxic transformation": "Is this what you discovered when you were organizing the organization? Neurotoxic transformation refers to the process by which substances poison nerve cells and change their functional structure?"

"Not exactly." Huiyuan Ai called up the holographic projection, and the rotating molecular model glowed with cold light. "Compare the spectrum on page 47 with the B-07 sample. The peak of the unknown compound is the same as the security sensor material."

Conan came forward, his lens reflecting the equation: "Can it be used to disguise and crack biometrics?"

"The premise is that he can digest these contents within 72 hours." Huiyuan Ai took back the notebook and opened the notes with a grim expression, "These three risk points are traps set by the organization for interviews. Don't memorize them by rote. They will read micro-expressions."

Zhu Fujingguang spun his pen on the notepad and smiled, "I will use interrogation techniques to reverse the deduction. I want to see how knowledge of poison can be used as a key to break into the door."

"Grayhara Ai took the notebook back from Zhu Fu Jingguang, quickly turned to the newly inserted note, and said seriously: "The three risk points marked here are trap questions that organizations must ask when screening scientific researchers."

She suddenly raised her eyes, her gaze as sharp as a needle, "Don't try to memorize it by rote. Those old foxes can smell the flaws from the micro-expressions when you answer."

Zhu Fujing rubbed his pen and wrote down the key sentence on the note, with a slight smile on his face: "I will transform this knowledge into police interrogation skills and use reverse thinking to simulate their questioning logic."

He chuckled, tapping his fingertips on his notebook, "I never thought that one day I would have to rely on the winery organization's knowledge of poisons to infiltrate their lair."

Kudo Yuki came over and placed a cup of steaming hot cocoa next to the notebook. The hot steam filled the air, bringing a touch of warmth.

"Ai's notes are more valuable than any textbook." She turned to Zhufu Jingguang with a serious look, "If you encounter a problem that you can't solve, use this code to contact me."

She handed over a note with a snowflake pattern on it, with tiny Morse codes hidden in the patterns of the petals.

Ai Huiyuan looked at the back of Zhu Fu Jingguang's research notes and gently closed the computer. Those research materials that were once stained with blood may finally become a sharp blade to destroy darkness.

She reached out and picked up the top book, "Formation and Function of Brain Synapses", and turned to the page with the bookmark, which was filled with Dr. Agasa's comments.

There was half a piece of dried lavender sandwiched between the yellowed pages. She had picked it on the roadside on the day she left the organization.

"The theory here about synaptic plasticity may explain the abnormal proliferation in the samples."

Conan came up to Dr. Agasa and pointed at an illustration in the book, his eyes full of thought: "Doctor, if we regard those proliferating synapses as signal receivers, then the closed loop between them is like a signal amplification system?"

Dr. Agasa touched his chin and nodded: "From this perspective, if the brainwashing signal is successfully connected, it will continue to strengthen in this closed loop and eventually achieve complete control of the brain. However, to form such a sophisticated circuit, extremely complex algorithms and precise drug regulation are required."

Kudo Yuki walked to the pile of books, pulled out a book titled "Frontiers in Gene Editing Technology," and quickly flipped through the table of contents.

"Since the improved APTX4869 drug can induce this kind of neural changes, that mysterious poison that once caused people's bodies to shrink, perhaps their research and development ideas can be found in these books. Maybe we can even find the key clues to the antidote."

Toru Amuro picked up the book on nanotechnology, his eyes deep: "The new biometric recognition device and the nanoscale signal transmission unit may be related. If we can crack the technical logic, we may be able to break through the security system."

He opened the book and a note fell out from between the pages. On it was a diagram of the organizational relationships that he had casually written.

Haibara Ai slid her fingertips quickly across the touch screen, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the blue light of the laboratory cast a shadow under her eyes.

Conan suddenly leaned over, the reflection of his glasses covering the shock in his eyes: "It's like installing countless locks with automatically changing passwords in the brain! The key to unlock each time is the signal randomly generated by those synapses!"

"But the organization's firewall is a hundred times more cunning than an ordinary combination lock." Huiyuan Ai called up the jumping waveform chart and pressed her finger heavily on the abnormal fluctuation. "These closed loops are like quantum encryption. They automatically shuffle the cards every ten minutes, and the shuffled 'cards'..."

She suddenly paused, and the moment she looked at Conan, they both blurted out at the same time: "It's the brain waves of the experimental subject!"

Kudo Yuki closed the book in her hand and said, "We now have a new research direction, and we need to work together."

Dr. Agasa nodded, picked up another pile of books and walked to the workbench, "Okay, I'll go sort out some key data, maybe I can find more hidden information."

The laboratory was suddenly filled with busy sounds, including the humming of experimental instruments and the sound of papers flipping.

Everyone was busy trying to find the flaws in the organization from the massive amount of information and data.

At the same time, in another corner of the city, after Gin finished eavesdropping on Rum's phone conversation, his fingertips unconsciously tapped on the armrest of the leather seat, and the metal watch made a crackling sound as it rubbed against the leather.

"One of Rum's dogs died first." Gin suddenly sneered, his voice was like an ice-hardened scalpel, and his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light in the darkness.

Vodka's knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel, his Adam's apple rolling restlessly: "Brother, that Morishima Hayato...really wants to destroy all the transaction records?"

"Hmph, only an idiot would hold the handle in his hand." Gin pulled off the headset and threw it on the back seat, and the leather seat made a dull sound. His fingers slid across the touch screen of the car computer and called up the dark web transaction data.

"Notify the R&D department and prepare a data overwriting procedure. Rum thought that destroying the evidence would save him from any worries? The organization's transaction chain on the dark web has long been targeted by the police. He is just trying to make up for the loss."

Vodka glanced at the rearview mirror: "But those records... the part involving 'ES Amber', will it alarm that adult?"

"That's why it has to be done cleanly." Gin unbuttoned the silver buttons on the collar of his windbreaker, revealing the cold and hard blue veins under his dark-patterned shirt, and suddenly pressed the seat adjustment button to lean back.

A grim smile appeared on the face covered by shadows: "Rum is secretly promoting the brainwashing plan. Does he really think that the spy of that adult is a decoration? Since Jiajiu dared to expose his conspiracy in person, he must have a back-up plan. Interesting, this scene should change the protagonist."

"What about Cohen..."

"Continue to monitor, but do not act rashly." Gin's fingertips drew a dangerous arc on the touch screen, and the cold blue light illuminated the dark fire in his eyes. "Tell Cohen that the person Rum wants to kill may be the key to unlocking his secrets."

He suddenly paused, stroking the switch of the car radio with his fingers, and the voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "By the way, remind him that before the next mission, it is best to confirm whether the muzzle of his gun is pointed at the wrong person - after all, the lesson of Chianti is still fresh in his mind."

Cold sweat broke out on Vodka's back: "Yes."

A crackling electrical noise suddenly came from the car radio, echoing in the closed compartment like a low hum before a storm.

Gin sneered, and his fingertips heavily slid across the constantly disappearing transaction records, suddenly stopping on the encrypted file marked with a half chess piece icon - a dark red "RUM" mark at the bottom.

"You tampered with the patent number in order to keep the fruits of your labor?" He turned the barrel of the gun, and the metal reflected the words "Sample B-07". "It's time to get some people out early."

In Dr. Agasa's laboratory, the sound of fine electric current and the sound of turning pages of books were intertwined.

"To conduct practical verification of directional induction technology, do we need to simulate three completely different brain wave frequency bands?" Zhu Fu Jingguang half-leaned on the experimental table, frowning, repeatedly stroking the red pen markings on Huiyuan Ai's notebook, with the pen hanging on the paper, and did not fall for a long time.

Huihara Ai paused from typing on the keyboard, and quickly pulled up the B-07 sample EEG spectrum. She pointed at a fluctuation and said solemnly, "That's the theory, but the tissue equipment must have been optimized. This abnormal fluctuation is likely the core frequency."

Conan came over immediately, his eyes sparkling, and pointed at the waveform and said excitedly: "Look at this jagged change! It has the same characteristics as the 0.3 second resonance frequency three days ago. Maybe it's the activation signal of the brainwashing device!"

Amuro Toru slammed the book shut, his eyes gleaming. "Since these extra synapses receive signals, the biometric device sensors may use the same principle. This way we can understand the connection between the security system and the sample data."

Kudo Yuki pressed her fingertips on the page of the book, and the fluorescently marked words "Neural Synaptic Directed Induction Technology" appeared in front of her: "Ai! The last digit of the patent number of Karasuma Group three years ago was RUM!"

Haibara Ai's pupils suddenly shrank, and the experimental table under her hand made a slight sound.

Conan reacted instantly: "Rum! It turns out that he started participating in the brainwashing plan three years ago!"

Haibara Ai walked over quickly and compared the patent drawings and sample data together.

Conan was so excited that his glasses nearly fell off, and he frantically straightened them: "This is the prototype of their brain modification technology! It turns out that they had this bad idea three years ago, and the current B-07 sample is the product of a living experiment!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang stared at the mark of Kudo Xue and said in a deep voice: "If the abnormal gene fragment is the 'switch', then the key 'key' may be the unknown compound.

Moreover, the sensor material of the biometric device is 97% similar to the nano-unit components used to transmit signals in the sample. This is like equipping each experimental subject with a micro-monitor, and the brain activity in the laboratory will be monitored in real time. "

The discussion was heated. Kudo Yuki rubbed his swollen temples and tried to connect the clues.

The system announcement sounded: "A limited-time emergency task has been issued. Gin is destroying the transaction records of fund flows. The firewall of the Karasuma Group server is refreshed every ten minutes! Please copy the transaction records of the Karasuma Group headquarters from the R&D department computer within 2 hours."

Dr. Agasa took out a cartoon-printed paper box from the storage cabinet. The cans made a crisp sound of colliding: "Don't just stand there! Replenish some sugar so you can concentrate!"

Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows and took the orange-flavored soda, and the pull ring popped out.

Conan grabbed the chocolate bar and bit it, making a crunching sound. "Doctor, how did you come up with the idea of ​​inventing a snack that can turn into something new at any time?"

"I'm worried that you might be hungry and your thinking will be affected." Dr. Agasa pushed up his round-framed glasses, his eyes fell on Huihara Ai's white knuckles, and he gently placed the warm milk tea next to her hand, "Xiao Ai, take a break, don't push yourself too hard."

Huiyuan Ai was slightly startled, met the doctor's concerned eyes, nodded gently, and held the milk tea to absorb the warmth. She whispered: "I'm fine... I just remembered that I had to count the time even for my breathing in the organization laboratory."

Kudo Yuki pushed the strawberry cake in front of Huihara Ai, and the porcelain plates collided with each other. "It's different now."

She looked at the table full of documents, then at Huihara Ai's cuffs which were stained with traces of reagents, "No one here will use a stopwatch to measure your value."

Zhu Fu Jingguang tore open the biscuit packaging bag, and the sound of crackling broke the silence: "Come to think of it, when I was in the police academy, Matsuda and his friends always hid snacks. One time, they replaced my compressed biscuits with pop candy."

A faint smile appeared on his lips, and he rubbed the edge of the biscuit with his fingertips. "At that time, I thought they were noisy, but now I think... this kind of fireworks atmosphere is rare."

Conan swallowed the chocolate with his cheeks puffed up, his glasses fogged up: "After this crisis is over, how about we go enjoy a barbecue together? I want three plates of beef tongue."

Amuro Toru tilted his head back and drank the soda, his Adam's apple rolled and a chuckle escaped: "I remember when I was in the police academy, Shinichi broke the water pipe of the park faucet while playing football."

Kudo Yuki took a deep breath and forced herself to come back to her senses.

"Sister?" Conan's sudden call brought Kudo Yuki back to her senses. "Did you think of something?"

"Could the frequency from three days ago be the firewall key to the Karasuma Group headquarters?"

Kudo Yuki slapped the sticky note on the lab table. "The pattern of refreshing every ten minutes coincides with the cycle of the brain wave frequency band. They use the live experiment data as a means of encryption, which can ensure absolute confidentiality and replace the key at any time!"

Conan's pupils contracted violently, and the hand that was pushing up his glasses was suspended in mid-air: "If that's the case, then the B-07 sample is simply a master key! The organization is using the brain waves of the experimental subject to generate a dynamic password!"

Huihara Ai immediately called up the firewall protocol code, and the fluorescent light made her eyes flash coldly: "In simple terms, the closed loop of the sample's synapses is like a cryptographic system.

This is like connecting countless locks that change passwords randomly, imitating the irregular changes of quantum encryption, and those abnormal synaptic nodes are the lock cores that constantly generate new passwords, and are also the core of the firewall key. "

To be continued...