Transform randomly in Kexue World

Chapter 957 Mini Spy Satellite

While Martin and the other kids were watching Kogoro Mouri being pinned to the ground by a grappling technique, Doraemon took the opportunity to silently step back a few steps, then took out a set of props from his pocket.

The mini spy satellite is a magical prop very similar to modern drones, but its advantage is that it can fly intelligently and control multiple units at the same time. It is also very small and silent, only the size of a walnut, and uses anti-gravity technology to float in the air, making it very difficult to be discovered.

Moreover, people of this era are not familiar with this prop, and even if they see it, they may not be able to guess what it is used for.

Doraemon is going to use this prop to find bombs or criminals. As a childcare robot, ensuring the safety of Ma Wu and other children is its fundamental task, but considering that there are always people eyeing its props, it has to use it secretly to secretly ensure the safety of the children in this incident.

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Officer Otaki came to the Security Department with his police ID to "bail out" Kogoro Mori and formally conveyed the request to seal off the venue and allow exit but not entry.

"I didn't expect Mr. Maori to come up with such an idea. It's really... amazing." Otaki Goro said implicitly.

"Under the circumstances at the time, it was not easy for me to come up with the idea of ​​using a 'bomber who was subdued on the spot' to scare off tourists." Maori Kogoro felt that he had reached the peak of his intelligence at the time: "Especially when there was a kid next to me who kept urinating me to shit on the spot."

There was a madman holding a bomb and making trouble at the entrance, which was enough to discourage most tourists from entering, at least not rushing to enter; the madman had been pinned down, which prevented the tourists in the venue from panicking too much and making them queue up and suffer; then the staff came out and said that they would block the gate and cooperate with the police to check whether there were any bombs left behind, so as to avoid a riot among tourists... probably.

The released Kogoro Mouri, with a coat on his head to avoid being recognized, walked dejectedly while thinking about the next direction of investigation.

"I wonder if there has been any progress in the investigation by Xiaolan and the Osaka boy..." Kogoro Mouri muttered.

Doraemon, who was walking behind, took a look at the spy satellite controller in his hand. He really saw another group of people through the spy satellite. Doraemon hesitated, whether to tell Maori Kogoro that the others were...

"Xiaolan and the others are already having fun. They found the Astro Boy Pavilion in the local pavilion to be quite interesting, much more interesting than the national pavilions they visited this morning." Mascot Martin answered nonchalantly.

Except for Miyano Akemi, everyone else there is a high school student. The adult Miyano Akemi and one of the detectives, Sera Masumi, are both somewhat playful, careless and unreliable. Although Hattori Heiji wants to compete with Conan, he can't go against the will of the crowd and subconsciously follows Kazuha.

"Astro Boy Hall..." The children's group also lost their resolve: "How about we also..."

"Oh!" Mascot Martin pointed in a direction: "There's the Gundam Museum over there. There's a huge Gundam statue in front of it."

"Gundam..." Maori Kogoro recalled some of the events around Chapter 490 of Volume 2: "That Gundam... isn't golden, right?"

"It's not gold, and it can't move." Martin spread his hands. "It doesn't even shine. It's nothing special except that it's bigger. I'm not even interested in making trouble."

"Haha...what good news." Kogoro Mouri curled his lips, but when he lowered his head, he found four children tilting their heads back and looking at him with longing eyes.

"Hey, hey, we are looking for the criminal... Well, since we haven't decided where to look for him, let's just search there first... You can only go around once, don't play too crazy, understand?" Kogoro Mouri gave in at the speed of light.

Otaki Goro cannot take care of the child with him as he has to go back and report to the headquarters director.

When leading the children to the Gundam Hall, Maori Kogoro suddenly remembered to ask Martin: "How do you know about Xiaolan's situation?"

Martin pointed at Doraemon behind him and said, "Doraemon launched a mini spy satellite, and then I hacked into its spy satellite. Now its satellite images belong to me."

Doraemon behind him was shocked. It was not surprising that Martin discovered his little trick, but what the hell was the spy satellite hacked?!

Doraemon didn't bother to look for bombs, and immediately controlled all the spy satellites to return for inspection. Soon, the small balls flew back, and Doraemon was shocked - what the hell are these! ?

The purple spy satellite with a metallic luster was fine before it was launched, but after flying back as ordered, it turned into a bunch of small red balls with a big eyeball on it, exactly the same as the one on the butt of a certain mascot!

Because of Martin's words, everyone turned around to look at Doraji and the red eyeballs that flew back.

Seeing this, Ma Wu blurted out: "Brother's buttocks are flying all over the sky."

Upon hearing this, Martin's expression stiffened for a rare moment.

Conan also had to complain: "Are the functions of your mascot becoming more and more outrageous?"

It would be fine if it was a hacker's intrusion, but did they actually physically assimilate the spy satellite?

Mascot Martin put his hands on his hips and said, "There's nothing we can do. There aren't many official settings, so we can only come up with something new."

Doraemon didn't believe it and grabbed a red meat ball in his hand. He took out the time bag and wiped it. It actually turned back into its purple spy satellite.

Then, under the mysterious radiation from someone's nuclear waste water, the spy satellite grew flesh and blood again, drilled out from the cracks and covered the surface, then grew eyeballs and turned into someone's buttocks again.

Although the images seen by these butt eyes will not only be synchronized with Martin, but also transmitted to the controller in Doraemon's hand, there is no loss for Doraemon.

But then Doraemon has to recycle this prop. Imagine putting these infectious big eyeballs into his pocket, and then these big eyeballs spread in his pocket and infect all the props. Doraemon's central processing unit feels as uncomfortable as if it had eaten Martin.

Don't put them away, just throw them away? That would be even more uncomfortable.

Before feeling uncomfortable, Doraemon continued to release these spy satellites that have transformed from electronic technology to biotechnology, looking for bombs or suspects.

In the Gundam Pavilion, Maori Kogoro, who has a flexible moral bottom line, took the children through the staff passage in the name of investigation and ran into the exhibition hall without queuing. Martin was still outside, looking at the Gundam statue and making bad plans. Conan came over and poked it: "Where do you think the criminal would put the bomb?"

Martin thought about it. He really hadn't seen this episode. "I remember there was a famous saying. It said that when a gun appears in the first scene, it will definitely go off in the third scene."

Conan sighed. Yes, he was the protagonist of a children's animation work, and this time the story had to be considered from the perspective of the theater version. The place where the criminal installed the bomb was probably foreshadowed in the experience earlier today.

"The Chinese Pavilion? Or the American Pavilion?" Conan thought, "These two pavilions have the most visitors. If there is an explosion, not only will there be heavy casualties among the tourists, but it will also have an impact on the international situation, right? And there is also lunar soil on display."

"The lunar soil on display is only a small portion held by each country. If it is destroyed, it would be a pity, but it would not make people anxious." Martin also thought about it: "But if the lunar soil of the United States is lost, then most people will probably be anxious, hehehe..."

Because the lost lunar soil is likely to reappear in a laboratory for composition analysis, and this time there will be a comparison object.

"But there should be more dangerous places, right?" Martin reminded.

"More dangerous? Methane?" Conan was puzzled at first: "But didn't we say that the methane that seeped from the ground has been collected and powered by the methane system provided by Sonoko's family..."

Conan's expression suddenly changed: "It's the collection system!"

That is to say, there is a set of equipment storing a large amount of methane in the basement of the venue! (End of this chapter)