Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

Ai Haibara fell silent, and everyone around her also fell silent.

"...Brother, could you please keep your voice down?"

Seeing the serious expressions on the faces of those around her, Ai Haibara couldn't help but complain.

My dear brother!

Even if you're an alien, you should at least pay attention to the rules of our planet!

Ai Haibara pondered for a moment, then smiled and shook Qi Ming's hand.

"Brother, you're obsessed with watching TV dramas now. You should watch less of them. The content in them is all fake and you can't believe it."

Upon hearing Ai Haibara's explanation, the expressions of those who had been looking over relaxed, and they turned back to their own tasks.

Which TV series?

Qi Ming looked at Ai Haibara with some confusion.

What is this little girl saying? How did she become so engrossed in watching TV dramas?

Just as Qi Ming was about to explain, a childish voice suddenly came from ahead.

"Hmph, that poor little girl is right. The future belongs to us, not you."

Ai Haibara's mood turned somewhat unpleasant.

Who are you calling a poor, pathetic little girl?

Qi Ming's expression also darkened, and he turned to look at the guy who had spoken.

Suddenly, four little boys dressed in expensive suits appeared in front of them from a short distance away.

"A person's fate is already determined at birth. Those at the bottom will always be at the bottom and will never be able to climb up in this lifetime."

A young boy in a red suit, who was leading the group, looked at everyone arrogantly and said...

That condescending attitude, even though he was just a child.

But the words that came out of his mouth also gave a glimpse into what kind of filthy adult he would become in the future.

"Speaking of which, do you really look like people who were invited in, given how shabby you are?"

The boy in the red suit's other companion also gave the crowd a disdainful look and sneered as he spoke to them.

"Could they have sneaked in? Should I call security?"

Hearing these spoiled brats' words, everyone's expressions turned somewhat unpleasant.

Actually, everyone knows the truth about many things. You can continue to exercise your privileges, and we ordinary people won't mind if we don't see it.

But it's a bit unreasonable for you to come up to us and jump around like that.

Are you looking for K?

"You really dare to say that."

Qi Ming murmured.

Having been here for so long, he's met quite a few annoying people.

But he had never met anyone who spoke like that before.

That's not right either; those people usually don't even have a chance to say it a second time.

Qi Ming rubbed his chin, suddenly having a strong sense of déjà vu.

This plot feels so much like a mission where the Dragon King gets his face slapped!

So should I pull out a mountain of gold and throw it in their faces, or should I directly demonstrate my master-level power?

...Ahem, I've gone off-topic. If we keep doing this, we'll turn Japanese games into Chinese-style "fun games."

Qi Ming glanced at the people chatting and laughing around him, and suddenly the organization came to mind. His eyes widened involuntarily, gleaming slightly.

It seems the criteria for promotion to cadre can be determined here!

First, he managed to raise 15 billion on his own.

I suppose anyone here could easily complete this task?

Secondly, cultivate relationships with ten highly influential people.

There are far more than 10 people here.

Thirdly, to accomplish something significant...

I wonder if we could make use of that device called the Cocoon...

Qi Ming's gloomy expression gradually returned to normal, and he even showed a bright smile.

Before Kogoro Mouri could even begin to lecture them...

Qi Ming clapped his hands first at the four arrogant young masters who were still putting on an arrogant posture:

"Well said, very well said. No wonder you are the child of high-ranking officials and big shots. You have a very clear understanding of this world."

One of the children looked at Qi Ming's appearance, frowned, and thought for a moment.

Then, remembering the news she had seen yesterday, she covered her mouth and chuckled:

"Sir, I think I've seen you in an entertainment newspaper before. Killing, the entertainer from Nichiri TV, right?"

"Don't think that flattering us will work. The so-called entertainment industry is nothing more than our plaything."

Qi Ming stepped forward, squatted down, and smiled at the four people:

"Hahaha, I get it, I get it. I was just expressing my envy. I envy you for having such a good birth, and I also envy you for having the opportunity to be little beasts."

"..."

The four young dandies were taken aback at first, but after a moment they understood the meaning behind Qi Ming's words.

"...You, you dare to insult us?"

"How dare you talk to us like that? Do you know who my father is?"

Seeing their exasperated expressions, Qi Ming chuckled and waved his hand.

"I don't know who your father is, after all..."

Qi Ming moved a little closer, squinting and smiling as he got close to their faces.

"I would never memorize the names of dead people."

"By the way, while your parents are still alive, why don't you hurry up and ask them to help you find the best orphanage around here, otherwise you'll miss your chance."

The four children shuddered as they looked at Qi Ming's slightly eerie smile.

Qi Ming's words echoed in my ears. His tone was so gentle, but somehow...

It's somewhat creepy.

"You're acting like a lunatic, pretending to be a ghost or something. Let's go!"

The boy in the red suit, trying to sound brave, shouted out a sentence.

He then decided he didn't want to stay there any longer, so he snorted and turned to leave with his companions.

But their departing steps seemed somewhat hurried.

"Mr. Qi Ming, what did you say to them just now?"

Ran Mouri asked with some curiosity.

"It's nothing, I just shared some life philosophy with them." Qi Ming waved his hand, then walked towards a certain passageway.

"I'm going to pee, Ai, you play here for a bit."

When Conan saw that Qi Ming actually wanted to act alone, his expression changed and he wanted to follow Qi Ming.

However, someone grabbed the back of his neck.

"You brat, where do you think you're going? There are so many people here, what if you get lost?"

"..."

Conan watched Qi Ming disappear into the crowd and sighed in frustration.

He really felt that the back of his neck was a weak point.

Once caught, you will be under strict control.

Hmph, I'll put a row of barbs on my back another day and see if you still dare to grab me!

……

In an underground passage, Qi Ming slowly stopped in a room.

He leaned against the wall, his eyes gleaming with blue light.

Behind the room is the server for the cocoon device.

After a short while, his gaze returned to normal, and he gave a meaningful smile.

"This game is even more interesting than I expected..."

Qi Ming took out his phone and dialed a number.

A few seconds later, the call was answered on the other end.

"Hey." Qi Ming didn't give Gin a chance to speak, and preemptively greeted him:

"Old Qin, I want to do a mission."

"……What did you say?"

"Mihana City Hall, the press conference for the Cocoon, let's call everyone over, this game..."

"I'll lead you guys in the fight."