Do you think this artificial intelligence will still be in my hands?
The answer to this question is simple—no.
Everyone present knew this: once the FBI learned of the existence of artificial intelligence, they would definitely send someone to investigate.
They might try to entice him with offers, and the terms probably wouldn't be too bad, but Conan knows that no matter how good the terms are, Mitsuyuu would never agree.
However, those people will definitely not give up; instead, they will use some forceful means to "requisition" this artificial intelligence.
Conan knew that Kousuke was strong, but compared to such a large organization, he was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating his own strength.
That's why the fewer people who know about this, the better.
After calming down, Conan apologized to the group: "I'm sorry, I didn't think things through."
"It's okay, I understand you." Kōyū didn't care about Conan's words, waved his hand and said, "This is the current plan. I plan to buy the server and put it in the basement of Dr. Agasa's house... No, let's keep it in the lab."
"As for the firewall, we'll have to rely on the professor. I really don't understand programming." Kōyū turned to look at the serious-looking Professor Agasa and asked, "Professor, you should be able to do it, right?"
"It's possible, but I can only write simple code, and the performance might not be very strong."
This matter concerns artificial intelligence, something that could change the times. Dr. Agasa knows his abilities are limited; he can write firewalls, but their defensive capabilities may not be very high. He looks up at Kouyuki and says, "If the invading virus is very powerful, then my firewall definitely won't be able to stop it."
Guangyou has considered this and has a solution. Although this solution is not very reliable and carries some risk, it should be fine.
"Here's what I'm thinking: poor firewall performance doesn't matter, as long as we don't publicize it, no one should be targeting us."
As he spoke, Guangyou's gaze swept over each of them, "Everyone here is on our side, and you all know the importance of this matter. I believe that none of you will leak this information."
"As for you, Professor..." Kōyū's gaze finally settled on Professor Agasa. "Professor, believe in yourself. You're a genius inventor. So what if the firewall isn't very powerful? It's not something that can't be solved."
Dr. Agasa asked curiously, "What method?"
Guangyou explained, "We can build this firewall like building blocks."
"Building Blocks?"
For a moment, Professor Agasa and Conan were a little confused. What did the firewall have to do with building blocks?
"Guangyou means that we can divide the firewall into different parts, find other people to do it, and finally let the doctor do the assembly."
Ai crossed her arms and said calmly, "Let those people manufacture the building blocks we need, and our job is to use those blocks to assemble what we want."
"As expected, Ai understands me best." Kōyū smiled at Ai, then turned to the other two and said, "That's what I meant."
“I understand.” Professor Agasa nodded suddenly. “If that’s the case, then I’m quite confident.”
"Doctor, the firewall performance can be a bit weak, that's fine, but the person you hire must be reliable," Guangyou instructed. "If a backdoor is left behind, it will be dangerous."
"Don't worry, Kouyu, the people I know are all reliable and would never do such a thing." Dr. Agasa took a sip of tea and said to the group, "I'll contact them now and get the firewall sorted out as soon as possible."
After saying that, Dr. Agasa took the tea and headed towards the laboratory.
Watching Professor Agasa's retreating figure, Conan suddenly remembered something and turned to ask Mitsuyu, "By the way, Mitsuyu, I wanted to ask you, how do you plan to use this artificial intelligence?"
"I'll answer that question later. First, let me tell you something. Actually, I received the artificial intelligence a long time ago." Kōyū glanced at Conan and smiled. "It's on that desk in our room."
Upon hearing this, Conan's face seemed to display several large question marks: "Huh? How come I didn't know that?"
Kōyū gestured a few times in the air, as if to tell Conan where the box was on the table: "It's that box on the table."
"That box that's always been over there?" Conan suddenly felt a little unreal. How could something like artificial intelligence have been right under his nose all this time, and he didn't even know?
He couldn't help but wonder, "Isn't it a bit hasty to put it there? Aren't you worried someone might take it?"
"What are you afraid of?" Kōyū shrugged at Conan. "As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place. I've left it over there for so long, have you noticed?"
"I didn't notice because I don't have the habit of going through other people's things." Conan rolled his eyes at Kōyū and asked, "Stop changing the subject and tell me, what are you planning to do with artificial intelligence?"
"I plan to have this artificial intelligence help Ai develop an antidote."
Kōyū gave Conan, who was already somewhat agitated, a deep look, and continued, "If this artificial intelligence is like Noah's Ark, then its growth rate is one to five, meaning that one year of its growth is equivalent to five years of human growth."
Upon hearing this news, Conan was already quite agitated.
He hasn't mentioned the antidote recently, but he longs for it deep down.
Conan knew that developing the antidote was very difficult, and that there was only one researcher at the moment, so he suppressed his longing and didn't talk about the antidote every day.
Now that there's finally some good news about the antidote, how could he not be happy?
Artificial intelligence, huh? Given time to grow, wouldn't the cure be just around the corner?
"Kuangyou, do you mean that I can soon shed the identity of Conan and become Shinichi Kudo again?"
Even though he knew that Kousuke wasn't lying, Conan still wanted to confirm it one more time.
The good news came so suddenly that he could hardly believe it.
“If the plan goes smoothly,” Kouyu nodded to Conan, his tone very serious, “then in the near future, Conan will become a thing of the past, and you will regain your identity as Shinichi Kudo.”
These words completely relieved Conan. After a long while, he finally spoke up and said, "Thank you, Mitsuyu."
Looking at Conan, who stood in front of him with a slightly complicated expression, Kōyū stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. For once, he didn't block him, but smiled at him and said in a relatively gentle tone, "You're welcome. Although we haven't known each other for very long, I already consider you my best friend."
"You rascal..." Conan reached out and rubbed his slightly hot eyes, then chuckled. "Anyway, I still have to thank you. Although I don't know if this plan will succeed or when the antidote will be developed, you've given me hope of turning back."
After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled.
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