Conan: I am a Ke scholar

Chapter 155 Pentatone Regulator

Although Conan had doubts in his heart, everything in front of him seemed abnormal, and he didn't have any evidence at all.

All this made him a little distressed. What did he ignore?

The absconded murderer, a man and a woman, was taken away by the police, and the killer's body was also taken away.

The comatose Chao Wenzao was sent to the hospital. When he woke up, he saw the photo Jarvis gave him.

It belonged to his lovely daughter.

It's a pity that three years ago, when a killer carried out his mission, his daughter lost her life forever.

Chao Wenzao used his own life as a bet, just to attract the killer to appear, and then avenge his daughter.

Although the killer was not killed by himself, Chao Wenzao felt a little regretful, but the killer died, and he also avenged his daughter.

When Jarvis threw an olive branch, Chao Wenzao fell into hesitation. His daughter's revenge had been avenged, and his belief in living was gone.

But after learning about the existence of the virtual world, Chao Wenzao immediately gave up everything, merged the company into the Umbrella consortium, and exchanged the company for his daughter's existence in the virtual world.

He just wants to see his daughter every day.

Si Yi is not short of his company's money, but seeing Chao Wenzao's grief-stricken look, he finally agreed.

Back home, Si Yi continued to study his virtual world. He thought Conan would stop for a while, but he didn't expect Conan to come again early the next morning.

The donkeys in the production team dare not do this, and the God of Death will not bring such overtime workers!

Si Yi looked at Conan with strange eyes, he felt a little uncomfortable, he shook his whole body, and changed the subject calmly, "Si Yi, this thing shouldn't be difficult to make, right?"

Is there anything I can't do.

Si Yi withdrew his strange gaze. Recently, Conan has been too diligent, running around and solving murder cases everywhere.

He couldn't help but sighed and prayed silently for the victim of the next case.

Faced with Conan's strange request, Si Yi refused. Although he could do it, he didn't want to.

Si Yi said righteously, "Things like diarrhea medicine will affect other people's bodies, and I refuse to make them."

He murmured in his heart, God knows what you will use it for, what if you put the diarrhea medicine in my bowl?
Ah!
I have seen through you a long time ago, there is only one truth, Conan, you are going to do bad things, very bad things.

"It's really not for your use, I use it for myself."

No matter what Conan explained, Si Yi chose not to believe it.

Let yourself have diarrhea, how do you say this coquettish operation?

Brain bubbles!

Conan was a little helpless, so he could only tell Si Yi the sad story behind it.

I managed to complete the commission yesterday, helped my uncle complete the commission of Chaowenzao, and got a generous commission fee.

Although yesterday's case was a bit strange, it went relatively smoothly.

At least fewer people died, and the one who died was a killer.

But just when Conan was in a good mood, sister Xiaolan suddenly gave him a news like a bolt from the blue.

His music teacher Yuriko Matsumoto is getting married.

And invite him, Xiaolan, Yuanzi and others to participate.

Facing the wedding of her music teacher, Conan said that she refused. After all, the teacher watched her grow up, and she can recognize what she looked like when she was a child.

Never underestimate a woman's memory.

Especially Kudo Shinichi, a "music genius" who shocked music history!
My body has shrunk, but my mind is still that high school detective, and I'm still a music idiot.

When Conan thought that if at the wedding, Teacher Yuriko recognized his identity and let Xiaolan suspect him, he would be speechless.

Thinking that if her identity is exposed, Xiaolan's fist is like Tianma Meteor Fist, and her fate will definitely be like that telegraph pole.

Absolutely not!

Conan immediately ran to Si Yi for help, to see if he could get a potion to make him have diarrhea.

He drank cold water, ate cold drinks, and kicked the quilt last night, but he didn't have diarrhea, which was really depressing.

Hearing Conan's explanation, Si Yi suddenly realized, his eyes were full of pity. You must know that [-]% of the wedding cases attended by Conan did not end well for the bride and groom.

And now that the bride is an acquaintance of Conan, well, the next victim appears.

Ok!

just kidding.

Si Yi had already remembered that this was the murder of the bride in June, and no one died in this wedding.

It is indeed rare that no one died.

Si Yi looked at Conan with some distress, always felt that it was a little immoral to make diarrhea medicine, Conan was already weak, what should he do if his diarrhea became worse after a few days?
But how should I solve the problem of Conan's tone insufficiency?

Hey, a musical idiot with perfect pitch!

It really subverts the existence of the three views, which makes people headache.

Si Yi rested his head on his hands and looked at Conan with his head tilted. He was in a dilemma for the first time.

The singing is inaccurate because of absolute pitch. No matter how you look at it, such an explanation feels ridiculous.

Si Yi glanced at Conan lightly, "Didn't you learn it when you were in Hawaii?"

Hawaii is a magical place, where everything is taught, shooting, helicopters, swimming, Conan has learned.

But Conan didn't seem to have learned the only thing about singing.

Is it because Hawaii does not teach singing?
Conan smiled wryly.

"Pentaphone insufficiency, absolute pitch."

Si Yi fell into deep thought, how should he solve this problem?
Just when he was in distress, Thor walked in slowly from the outside, and an inspiration suddenly burst out from Si Yi's mind.

Conan couldn't sing correctly because his absolute pitch couldn't be controlled by his brain, so he couldn't sing in the same tone as everyone else.

What if Conan doesn't pronounce it?

As soon as Si stretched out his hand, Thor obediently put his head under his hand, and then actively shook his head.

Conan was stunned to see it, and Si licked the dog like this.

Immediately afterwards, Si Yi started to work. He took out a pronunciation device of the same model as Thor, and then began to modify it according to his own ideas.

As long as Conan Guang opened his mouth without making a sound, the bones in his throat would still say what he wanted to say.

As long as the speaking voice is processed according to a special channel, Conan's pentaphonic insufficiency should not be heard.

In fact, the tone optimization process is carried out on the basis of the sound generator, and the machine is completed after Si Yi casually rubs it twice with his hand.

"Dangdang, five-tone adjuster."

Conan looked at the sound generator of the same style as Thor, and more importantly, Wei Mao's sound generator was pink.

He fell into silence, I, Conan, will not wear it even if I die!

(End of this chapter)