City Hall, Miya, Tokyo.
On this day, because the virtual game "cocoon" will be held soon, countless reporters gathered outside in the evening to press the shutter frantically in front of the guests walking on the red carpet.
This has long been the focus of the conference grand scale, not only cross era virtual games exciting, invited celebrities have let reporters exultation.
Luxury cars pass in front of the municipal building one after another. Most of the people who get off are celebrities. No one in the huge municipal building is not famous. Of course, it's not without soy sauce
Gao Cheng followed Uncle Maori who raised his head to walk on the red carpet, with a group of children behind him, and finally finished the ten meter long reporter corridor.
"It's amazing," Bumei was so excited that she couldn't even open her eyes when she was illuminated by the flash. "This conference is super luxurious!"
When Uncle Maori showed his invitation and checked his belongings, he entered the meeting hall. Suddenly, he heard a commotion outside, and everyone's eyes were attracted.
"Well?" Uncle looked back and found a tall foreigner with a stern face coming towards the meeting hall, quite dignified.
"It's chairman Sindora!" The reporters standing on both sides of the corridor were noisy.
"Can you look this way?"
"Hum!" Uncle Maori yelled, "it's just a video game conference. Why is it so exaggerated?"
"It's said that before this conference, industrial spies have been operating secretly."
"The emergence of this cocoon claims to change the territory of the entire video game industry..."
Guangyan's children are much more active than his uncle. When they pass through the game experience area like the city hall, they are full of envy.
It's like a movie theater. There are dozens of capsule capsules on the stage. It looks like it's full of science and technology.
"It's going to be on display after the party, isn't it?"
Gao Cheng sighed with regret.
"Are these the chosen children?" Uncle Maori angrily drank red wine, "the grandson of the deputy director of the Department of police, the grandson of the financial tycoon, the son of the politician of the ruling party... All the kids carrying the future of Japan are here."
Huiyuan stood beside Gao Cheng with his hands behind his back. His eyes sank slightly, but he didn't say anything. Instead, Gao Cheng shook his head: "how can the future of a country only depend on these kids?"
"Don't you think this is the epitome of Japan's hereditary system? The son of a politician will become a politician, and the son of the president of a bank will become the president of a bank
"Eh?" Uncle Maori looked at an old scholar like Huiyuan with silly eyes. He froze and even spilled red wine on his hand.
"This kid..."
"Ha ha," Gao Cheng said with a smile, touching the back of his head, "this kid watches too much TV..."
"Ha, so it is." Uncle inexplicably relieved and wiped off his forehead sweat.
The kids in the Chenghu family feel a little terrible every time
"Chenghu! Xiaolan Yuanzi came to the crowd in a red evening dress and said happily, "everyone is here!"
"Well?" Gao Cheng turned his head and looked straight at the chest of the evening dress in the garden.
What happened? Is it that big?
Yuan Zi Leng Leng, holding his waist to Gao Cheng's face, asked: "where are you looking?"
"Ah?" Gao Cheng stepped back and pointed to the game experience badge he was wearing on Yuan Zi's chest, "this... Are you also selected?"
"Well," Yuanzi said, looking at the badge, "at least Suzuki also sponsored the game development. They gave me one."
Bumei gathered around and looked pitifully at the badge.
"Fine."
"I want to..."
Yuan Zi looked at Bu Mei, her face was stiff, and she laughed awkwardly: "it's nothing for you, but there's only one..."
Gao Cheng wiped his nose, which made him feel embarrassed.
But then again, this time it seems like something happened in the Conan theater version of "the dead of Baker Street"... I don't know what will happen, so many people, if there is another explosion or something, it's really fatal.
"You'd better give up," suddenly, four little boys in tuxedos passed by, looking at Bumei's sarcasm. "If you don't have the same identity, don't be paranoid."
"After all, are you really invited? Dressed so shabby... "
The speaking children wear game badges, just like the famous children mentioned by Uncle Maori. The first one is wearing a red suit, holding a football in his hand and looking proud.
"Well, you kids are so rude, aren't you?" "They are my guests," the garden scolded
"Isn't this the daughter of Suzuki?"
A child who is somewhat similar to Guangyan gave a gentleman's gift, which is totally different from facing Bumei.
"Listen up," chuckled the leading child toward Bumei. "A person's life has been decided at birth."“ Yes, beautiful clothes will also choose the people who wear them. "“ Those who have not been selected are drooling with admiration and watching with their fingers. "“ I said, "Gao Cheng looked at the proud kids," life is not as simple as you say. You are nothing without your parents. Isn't it sad? The way of life is arranged from beginning to end, and I don't have my own choice. It's very pitiful to me... "The leading child frowned, stared at Gao Cheng and said," I know you, the famous detective of death, right? Maybe people who have no parents will say that. They don't even have the chance to go to college. What a poor guy... "" ha? " Gao Cheng's forehead jumps, hoping to hit the child, "what do you know?"“ Wait, Chenghu... "Yuanzi grabs Gao Cheng and looks at Xiaolan like asking for help“ Dad, "Xiao Lan turned to Uncle Maori, who was drinking hard and unreliable behind him," you can tell me too! "“ Chenghu boy, it's more and more useless. He can't say that he's just a group of kids. " Uncle Maori coughed lightly, shook his head to Gao Cheng and walked forward with his head raised: "listen, kids, it seems that there are pitfalls in a very smooth life. When you grow up and suffer in the future, you will understand..." is it like a wife running away? " The child in red said with a smile, "sleeping little Wulang, because your wife ran away from home while you were sleeping, so she has this nickname, right?"“ You kids Uncle's whole face changed shape with anger“ It's not sleeping! " Xiaolan seriously stressed, "my mother ran away from home when my father went to the toilet! Right, dad? "“ Why Uncle Leng Leng looked back at his daughter, with tears in the corner of his eyes“ So I hate bear kids Gao Cheng silently held up his arms and watched a few children leave. "It's better to let me beat them up..." the corner of his mouth in a disorderly way: "then everyone will be driven out."“ In any case, "Gao Cheng said with his eyes down," will these children really inherit their parents' career and become Japanese leaders in the future? The future of this country is really bad. " Conan had the same feeling: "it's really despairing, but it's hard to say the future."“ Forget it. What's none of my business? " Gao Cheng shrugged and put his energy into the delicious food on the table: "when they grow up, I don't know what time it will be."