Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 62 Very Simple

"Is it issued uniformly by the company?" Sonoko Suzuki was speechless when he got the answer, "This is too troublesome for your company, such an old-fashioned system."

"Not only the bag, but also the watch and tie clip." Nakajima Hideaki spread his hands, "Actually, this bag is quite troublesome, it's big and heavy, and it's inconvenient to carry it... Now the president still carries it all day It's gone."

"Hmm!" There was a deliberate cough, Nakajima Hideaki and the others looked at it, immediately shut their mouths, shouted "President" and "President Hello", and rushed towards the staff passage.

President Mantiantang looked at their backs displeased, as if he was silently remembering his face, then glanced at Suzuki Sonoko who had just spoken, and saw the entrance card of the investor hanging on her chest, his expression changed , stepped forward to greet her courteously, and then greeted Kogoro Mori.

"You are so hypocritical." Conan Banyue watched him change his face.

"Conan, don't talk like that." Mao Lilan teased him, took his deposit card, and said pleasantly, "It happens to be number 100, so lucky, something good will happen today!"

Indeed, that would be great.Tang Ze nodded in agreement.

"Let's go to the venue. Uncle Mouri won't be able to come out for a while." Conan looked at Moori Kogoro who was pulled aside by the president.

"Let's go." Tang Ze moved his fingers expectantly.

After crossing over, Toru Amuro and Hideo Akai attacked one after another. It was Conan and Kidd at the same time. At the same time, he had to be the Phantom Thief of his own heart, and he had to be prepared to enter the winery. Tang Ze had no leisure time for entertainment. He has never touched a game console, and he is a little eager to try it.

"Want to come to Bibi?" He looked at several people with bright eyes.

Mao Lilan nodded happily, and clenched her fists with fighting spirit: "Don't underestimate me, I'm pretty good at arcade games."

That's true, after all, people who are lucky are more likely to be critically hit in fighting games... Conan, the game rookie African, muttered to himself.

"Then let's win the lottery," Tang Ze grinned, "The loser will be invited to dinner!"

two hours later.

"I give up, I give up." Suzuki Sonoko threw away the handle in his hand and shouted, "Tang Ze, you did it on purpose, who can win you at your level!"

Tang Ze was still rubbing the game controller. The villain on the game screen was jumping and slashing nimbly. After performing a gorgeous combo, the tall boss fell down. A group of tourists around him couldn't help it. Applause.

He pressed his neck, moved his shoulders and neck, stood up from the seat, nodded to the onlookers, walked out of the surrounding with ease, and gave up the trial game machine that he had played so hot.

"Is this game difficult? I think it's okay, and the demo isn't too long." Tang Ze unscrewed a bottle of water and commented while drinking, "The art and plot are quite interesting, and you can buy it to play after it's released. "

"It's not difficult anymore!" Conan, who was carried away three times in 10 minutes and directly used up the chance to play the game, also protested loudly, "Except for you, it's over after playing for more than ten minutes."

"It's really okay, it's easy for you to familiarize yourself with the skills..." For Tang Ze, a Hollow Knight player with four locks and five doors, this kind of action side-scrolling version of Castlevania is a little familiar with the operation, and it is still very easy to play a trial. simple.

He ticked "very simple" on the evaluation form handed over by the staff, picked up the brochure with great interest amidst the dishes on the other side's face, and began to look for the next trial target.

"No, we will lose." Suzuki Sonoko was very unwilling.

Conan echoed: "You can't just admit defeat like this!"

He really has no nerves about video games. Tang Ze beat him to his knees ten times in fighting games, his blood pressure went up, and he forgot all about jokers and crows.

Mao Lilan squeezed her sore fingers, and said with a wry smile: "It's okay if you lose, just treat yourself to a meal."

"'No!'" Sonoko Suzuki and Conan retorted in unison.

At this point, it is no longer a big deal, the main thing is to want to win.

Sonoko Suzuki picked up her brochure and studied it carefully, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Just this one!" She pointed to an item, "I'll see where it is."

Conan leaned over to see the game she was referring to, and nodded hastily.

"Is it a boxing machine?" Mao Lilan looked at it for a long time, doubtfully guessing the purpose of this machine.

"That's right, it's the kind of machine that puts on boxing gloves and can display numbers!" Suzuki Sonoko grabbed her and said solemnly, "It's up to you, Xiaolan, you are our last hope!"

"E12, over there!" Conan pointed to a direction, and stopped Tang Ze who was still reading the manual with great interest.

"Huh? Do you have a machine you want to play with? Then go and have a look." Tang Ze could hear the conversation of several people clearly, but he was just obediently grabbed by Conan's sleeve and dragged to that side.

There is a high probability that in this way, he will meet Zhabi Social Animal, and his out-of-print wine will not be far away.

"This is it!" Sonoko Suzuki pointed at the arcade in front of him with his hips on his arms.

Sure enough, the employee wearing glasses that I met when I entered was standing in front of the machine.

A burly man yelled and hammered the bull's-eye of the machine.

There was a flash of neon lights on the machine, cheerful music played, and the number "248" appeared on the display.

"It's a pity. If this machine hits 250, it will have a very impressive effect." Takeshita Yunobu pushed his glasses, looked at the colleague behind him, "Nakajima! Do you want to try it?"

"What?" Nakajima Hideaki, who was a little out of his mind, was awakened by his shout and turned around.

"That's right, Nakajima, let's try." The third person who appeared with them in the morning, Ueda Koji grabbed his shoulder, "Didn't you belong to the boxing club when you were in college? It's easy to fight."

Nakajima Hideaki was pushed to the front by two people, one left and one right, so he had no choice but to take off his suit, picked up his boxing gloves, and said modestly: "That was all in the past, and it's very unfamiliar now, I'll just try it out." It's..."

He put on his gloves, adjusted his breathing, and swung his fist.

The number "362" jumped out on the screen, and the lights on the machine flickered with brilliant light effects, accompanied by exciting sound effects, and a light shone on Hideaki Nakajima standing in front of the machine.

He laughed heartily, but still said: "The amateur level is not even considered, the upper limit of this machine is not high..."

He took off his gloves, saw four people standing behind them, and handed them over to the most beautiful Mao Lilan: "Miss Mao Li, do you want to try it? This is very stress-relieving."

She is the daughter of Mori Kogoro. Nakajima Hideaki dare not have too outrageous ideas, but he is still very happy to show his handsomeness to a beautiful high school girl and attract a wave of admiration.

Tang Ze glanced at him sideways and made a sharp comment secretly.

With this level of flirting with girls, it's not wrong to be bombed.

(End of this chapter)