Transform randomly in Kexue World

Chapter 275 αConan, here to take the knife ([-])

  Dr. A Li and Haibara Ai are building a time machine, while Moss, as an artificial intelligence, is hacking into the black organization's computer and can provide them with some professional information for reference from time to time.

  "I'm done, it seems I won." Moss suddenly said: "Actually, I'm competing with you, just kidding~!"

  "Artificial intelligence should be based on imitation learning, right? Did you learn your sense of humor from Martin?" Haihara Ai asked in a calm but curious tone.

  "It's a pity, miss." Moss replied: "I often don't understand Mr. Martin's humor."

  "I see, it's not just the patent on carbon-based organisms that I can't understand." Haihara Ai said with a look of sudden realization: "Also, we have completed it here."

  "Miss, I like your sense of humor."

  Dr. Agasa walked out of the room and said to Martin and Conan who were playing a chasing game in the living room below: "Hey, Martin, Shinichi, we're done here!"

  "Done? Which part?" Martin immediately stepped up the stairs with great interest.

  "All!" Dr. A Li said excitedly: "Moss has invaded the black organization's computer, and our second generation time machine has also done the same."

  "The invasion was successful?" Conan, who was generally satisfied with the existing history, was not interested in the time machine, but he was very interested in the evidence of the black organization: "Apart from the research information on black holes, is there any information about the time machine? The organization’s criminal record!?”

  As he said that, Conan squeezed past Martin on the stairs, overtook the car and ran in.

  Whatever Conan said anywhere in the house could be heard by Moss, so when he ran into the room, Moss told him: "I think there are answers, and there are many."

  "Hurry up and make me healthy!" Conan said impatiently.

  However, Moss did not respond to Conan until Martin came in and said to Moss: "Permission granted, let him see."

  "Received, permission has been granted." "Wow!"

  Then, Moss made a sound effect that was exactly the same as that of a flushing toilet, causing Conan's little head to wonder: Why is it a toilet? What kind of bad taste is this?

  What Moss said about the criminal records of the black organization is all about the black organization's hadron collider, the black organization's "Z project" and human experiments.

  The fourteen cases that Martin saw in the newspaper clippings collected by Kudo Yusaku were not the only ones. The black organization has conducted a total of 1959 human experiments since [-] and has been nearly half a century. Among them, the black organization has only collected [-] human experiments. Compared with the historical report of the thirteen Jelly Man, Yusaku Kudo omitted the Jelly Man suspected of being Conan.

  As for the rest of the Jelly people, it is speculated that they were sent to the underground or the ocean, or to an uninhabited place or the future.

  The black organization collectively calls these experimental reports "Jellyman's Report". In the organization's experimental reports, at the end of the report is written 'Error. Human is Dead. Mismatch.'

  According to the organization's speculation, the gelation is due to the human body's inability to withstand the infinite compression of supergravity and its inability to pass through the singularity of the Kerr black hole. The basic particles that make up the body's tissues become fractal structures due to the huge pressure. This is similar to the gelling phenomenon caused by a telephone microwave oven (tentative).

  But unlike the telephone microwave oven (tentative) that Ai Haibara and Dr. Agas have tinkered with today, it is obvious that the organization's time machine does not have the ability to control the time and place of travel, while the telephone microwave oven (tentative) can use the timing of the microwave oven. The device controls the time and calls the phone number to fix the location.

  In addition to the time machine, Moss also found all the information on APTX4869 from the black organization's computer, as well as the list of APTX series human experiments. With this information, Haiyuan Ai's antidote development can be easier.

  As for the organization's virus, Moss is naturally not a problem.

  Conan looked at the "Kudo Shinichi\is dead" in the experiment list with mixed emotions. If Haibara Ai hadn't changed the record above, he would have been arrested by the black organization.

  But... "Are there only reports on these human experiments?" Conan was still not satisfied: "Isn't there an account book about what bad things the black organization has done?" "Those who use computers more in the organization are basically researchers." Haihara Ai sarcastically said: "Do you think Gin will write what he has done into the computer?"

  This inspired Martin, who quickly said: "Moss, search the Internet for videos with the keywords 'gin' and 'TV station' 'hijacked', and put the videos with the highest views into the organization's server!"

  Conan couldn't stand it any longer: "Are you really not afraid that the organization will detect abnormalities?"

  "If the organization can detect anomalies, then it's not Moss." However, Martin was confident, and Moss completed the work diligently, saying after only five seconds: "Completed."

  Next, it’s time machine.

  "Deng Deng," Dr. Ali extended his hands and introduced: "Telephone microwave oven (tentative), second generation!"

  "Wrong!" Once the time comes to name it, Miss Shirley of the Phoenix Academy is absolutely unwilling to transfer it to others: "Its function is completely different from the previous version. It can truly send one's consciousness to the past, instead of waiting timidly in the future. History has changed, so its name is - the flying golden boat that crosses the long river of time! Time Teleport!"

  "Hey, time jumping machine." Martin nodded perfunctorily.

  Conan followed suit: "Hey, time jumping machine."

  Dr. A Li also joined in with a smile: "Hey, time jumping machine."

  "How can we repair——!" Miss Shirley of the Phoenix Institute clenched her fists, then turned around and secretly pulled out the phone: "Hey, it's me. The spies sent by the agency have infiltrated all the members of the Future Mechanical Research Institute. My words can no longer be conveyed to them!”

  Martin: "Thank you for your hard work in the second grade."

  "Let's get down to business." Conan interrupted: "Haiyuan, do you want to use this machine?"

  "The principle of the time jump machine is to collect consciousness signals in the brain. Moss turns on the organization's hadron collider to create a black hole, and then compresses the signal data through the black hole and sends it to the past." Haibara Ai said: "Because the structure of the brain is also It changes with development, so it's absolutely impossible to send it too far in time, before we take a drug and get smaller."

  "And thanks to someone's ability, I think it can only be sent to this morning at the earliest." Haihara Ai looked at Martin: "So I think the only function of this time jumping machine is as a springboard. I will continue to study the time machine. principle, and try to develop a real time machine that can transport entities to the past, until tonight, and then use this time jump machine to go back to this morning, and repeat, until I can surpass the organization's research and create real time within today. machine."

  Haibara Ai did not suffer from Chuunibyou again to explain her plan. She looked at Martin seriously: "I will not let go of this opportunity, because you are leaving soon, aren't you."

  　Family, I may have almost met the King of Hell today.

  　　The reason was that I felt dizzy last night. I woke up this morning and found that I had a common cold (I obviously had a cold last month, and Origami really has the constitution of Lu Zhishen's Green Daiyu.) Fever, dizziness, and body aches. This wave of influenza in Shenyang was very unethical and completely occupied the hospital, so I didn't go to the hospital. After taking some medicine, I took leave and stayed at home.

  　　Mom thought I was wearing too little and caught a cold. Feeling dizzy, I thought it was reasonable, so I put on my clothes and covered myself with a quilt to cover my sweat.

  　　But, no sweat! And as my body temperature rose, my consciousness became more and more blurred, and my judgment continued to decline. Around noon, I went to sleep → felt uncomfortable → and continued to sleep motionless.

  　　Around two o'clock in the afternoon, I dreamed that a group of bad ancestors and bad ancestors who had never met me circled vertically three times above my head. When they were discussing when I would die, I suddenly realized in a flashback: body temperature. If it continues to rise like this, I will probably burp.

  　　So I tried my best to kick off the quilt and take off my clothes, and instead tried to cool myself down. Around three o'clock, my judgment recovered a little, and I remembered to take my own temperature.

  　　My body temperature was 40 degrees at that time. I couldn’t even imagine how high my body temperature was when I was covered in quilt. I suspected that one of the unshaven uncles I saw in my dream was the Lord of Hell.

  　　You may still remember that in the plot of Conan catching a cold, Martin made remarks in support of covering up sweat, and he learned a serious lesson this time. During this flu-prone period, I advise everyone to think twice before taking action!
  　　
  　
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