Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

"Sindora Group, one of the well-known IT companies in the United States, has a pivotal position in the artificial intelligence and game industry. The games under its name involve action, role-playing, racing, fighting, massively multiplayer online games, etc. , almost all kinds of game categories are involved."

The gaming experience hall of the Syndora Group was full of people, and a young Asian man walked through the crowd.

He has natural black hair that has not been dyed, and under the messy bangs, are a pair of green eyes that make his face look more stern.

As if he was looking for someone, he kept looking around.

When he heard the report, he stopped and looked up at the monitor not far away.

The other screens displayed the game interface of different games, only this one was playing the group introduction repeatedly.

"The group was founded in 19XX and is headquartered in Cambridge, Boston, the United States. As of this year, the group has branches or subsidiaries in other cities in the United States, Canada, the United Kingdom, Japan and other countries or regions, and the total number of employees around the world. There are tens of thousands of people, and the annual turnover last year was as high as 6 billion US dollars..."

When he heard the number clearly, he clicked his tongue: "It's really rich..."

This is a Japanese sentence, but no one else can hear it except him.

Just as he was about to look away, he suddenly noticed that a certain place was full of people. Those people surrounded a large machine that looked like an eggshell, and he could hear their discussions here. Just at this time, the introduction of this machine just jumped out on the TV.

"The Syndora Company is making every effort to create the world's first holographic game 'Cocoon'. Players will wear helmets and lie in a cocoon-like game cabin. At present, they have developed five stages with different scenarios for players to choose freely... …”

After hearing the introduction, the man wanted to continue his search.

This time, the game experience hall of the Sindora Group opened very suddenly. It was said on the official website that it would be closed for one day today, but it suddenly opened at 11:00, and it was possible to experience all the games for free, so many people passing by came in. Take a stroll.

He didn't know why the people in that department suddenly asked him to meet here. Could it be that he thought it would be convenient to cover with so many people?

Out of gratitude and fear for them, he came here on time. As a result, he walked back and forth in the game hall for four or five times, but he couldn't find the person who called him. He sent an email asking for no response at all.

... just to have a look, shouldn't it matter?

The man persuaded himself that he finally couldn't resist the temptation of the first holographic game, and turned his raised feet and walked towards the game cabin.

When stepping on a certain place, he felt wet feet under his feet, and when he looked down, it turned out that there were water stains on the ground.

I'm afraid it was a lot of dirt here not long ago, and a lot of water and detergent were used to mop it up, and a large number of players were welcomed before it was completely dry.

But still not clean.

From his angle, he could see that there were still dark brown stains in the gaps between the anti-skid floors.

……

The man walked behind the crowd to watch the fun.

It turned out to be a quarrel over the queuing issue. After experiencing this holographic game for at least half an hour, everyone wanted to try it, and no one wanted to wait that long, so after a few came down, the queuing order was messed up.

There are several debugging equipment not far away, the staff in charge of the game came to mediate, and the man saw a teenager put down his headphones and got up.

This young man is also Asian. He looks no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. He is not short, and his body is thin. There is obvious baby fat on his cheeks, which makes him a little cute and easy to be liked and despised.

I don't know if he was injured or not. His left eye was bandaged, and he was only wearing a thin sweater.

After he got up, he didn't walk away. Instead, he lowered his head and said something to another staff member next to him. The man nodded repeatedly.

The boy's appearance and clothes seemed out of place here, and the man couldn't help but look at him a few more times. However, in the next second, the young man seemed to notice that someone was looking at him, and stabbed him straight at him.

At the moment of eye contact, he found that the boy's right eye was a red as bright and dripping as blood.

The boy's gaze fell on his face, and he didn't know what touched him. After looking at it for a few seconds, he actually walked towards him directly.

"Are you Japanese?"

The boy used Japanese. He stood still in front of him, because he was a little shorter than him, so he had to look up at him halfway up.

"Yes... er, no..."

The man replied subconsciously, but he reacted quickly and changed his words quickly.

His identity is a bit special.

He used to be a smuggler from Japan. Because he was a smuggler instead of a normal immigrant, his nationality was indeed Japanese.

But last year, he joined a special witness protection program of the FBI, and they gave him a brand new identity, so now he is a complete American, no matter who investigates, he can only be found A Japanese American who grew up here.

His temporary change was too obvious, but the boy didn't question him, just looked at him quietly.

When meeting that eye, the man's back suddenly shivered.

But this coolness came and went faster. When he took a closer look, he found that there was only pure curiosity on the young man's face, and there was no malice at all.

Just a child...

The man was relieved. Just as he was thinking about how to get around, a well-dressed middle-aged man squeezed through the crowd and walked towards them.

It was the person who asked him to meet here.

Seeing him, the man completely relaxed, but in addition to relaxing, he felt a little dissatisfied.

Originally, the person who communicated with him and provided the witness protection plan was a kind-hearted old man. The old man's appearance was very similar to the head of a famous circus, and he was often mistaken. Unfortunately, not long ago, the old man was on a business trip, so he handed him over to another colleague of the same level.

This person is arrogant, and sometimes likes to make assertions. They didn't get along well, but because of his status, he could only listen to him honestly.

"you……"

The man wanted to persuade the young man to walk away, so as not to be rudely driven away by the other party - this person can definitely do such a thing - but in the next second, his eyes suddenly widened.

The middle-aged man suddenly knelt down beside the boy on one knee.

Not only him, but the young man himself also asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

"I see your shoes are dirty, please let me wipe them."

"Oh."

The boy nodded, then raised his feet slightly.

This middle-aged man of high status respectfully held the soles of his shoes, as if accepting some kind of gift, lifted the cuffs of his clean and well-crafted suits, and gently brushed some smudges on the edges for him. .

"Thank you," the boy said.

"My pleasure."

He lowered his head and kissed the toe of his Martin boot.

His actions were careful, not because he disliked dirty shoes, but because he didn't dare to be too blasphemous.

"..."

The man was dumbfounded.

At this moment, he doubted that what he saw was not a living person, but a dog whose whole body was completely dominated.

Because most people's attention was in the game, except for the three of them, no one else noticed this scene.

When the middle-aged man got up, the man found his voice: "You just—"

"Mr. Crowe, this is Zhuxingda." The middle-aged man didn't look at him, and was extremely humble towards the still young man.

Mr. Crow... Mr. Crow?

The man was stunned for a while. The boy's black hair and black clothes were indeed the color of a crow.

"Sure enough."

The boy nodded, turned to look at his face again: "Sure enough, he also has black hair and green eyes, and he looks okay."

There was no hint of anger in his voice.

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After I don't know how many emails I sent and how many calls I made, Zhu Fu Jingguang finally got through.

"Scotland?"

He was relieved to hear Angstra's voice coming from the opposite side. He looked down at the time on the quartz clock across from him. It was 5 in the morning in Japan and afternoon in Boston.

"It's me, how are you? I've been sending messages from yesterday to now, but neither you nor Bourbon have replied to me... Is the mission difficult?"

"The task is not difficult, it has been completed, that is, Bourbon was injured a little, and now he is resting in the hotel, I am taking care of him."

"is it serious?"

"It's not serious, I'll wake up in an hour." Angstra paused, "Scotland, do you want to have a video chat with me?"

"……Um?"

"I want to see you, and I want you to see Bourbon. He is injured, you must be very worried about him?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang hesitated for a moment, he knew that the opposite was Angstra, and it was impossible that after the video was connected, what he saw was the tragic state or corpse of the young tame dye, the video call... It should be just a simple video call.

He took a deep breath and smiled: "Okay."

The video was quickly connected, and Angstra's face appeared on the phone. The camera shakes a bit, as if he was adjusting the angle, and after a few seconds, the picture was fixed, and Zhu Fu Jingguang saw Angstra sitting on the small stool beside the bed, while his hair was taking a nap behind him.

The blond mixed-race man's eyes were tightly closed, his body was covered with a thin quilt, and his chest heaved normally. One of his arms was pressed against the quilt, and Angstra's other hand was holding his hand, and he did not let go even when he was on the phone.

He saw this kind of picture many times when he was hospitalized.

A certain string in Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart that had been tense for many days finally relaxed.

"It's fine," he said.

"How's it going on your side?" Angstra asked again.

"Shirley sent back the money Duoduo, and I've been taking care of it for the past two days."

"...How about your eyes~www.NovelMTL.com~?"

When Angstra asked this question, he looked him straight in the eyes.

"I've seen Qian Duoduo's surgery report, and the veterinarian said that he can wait for his other injuries to get better and replace him with a prosthetic eye." Zhu Fujingguang smiled, "The pet prosthetic eye technology is quite developed now. Yes, you don't have to worry about it, it'll be fine."

"That's good."

Angstra nodded: "If there is nothing else, I'm like hanging up. I'm worried that calling Bourbon's side will disturb his cultivation..."

"Okay. Pay attention to safety in America and don't go to dangerous areas."

When the video call ended, the living room fell silent again.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was sitting on the sofa, because of the pain, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Next to him is an exquisite cat cage, where the wounded money is placed. After the phone hung up, there was a meowing cry from inside.

Hearing the shouting, he did not lift the cat cage to cause secondary damage to the cat, but squatted beside the sofa, so that his line of sight was level with the injured cat in the cat cage.

"When your little master comes back, your eyes will be fine." He said gently.

"Now, please wait for a while. When my pain subsides, I'll prepare cat food for you..."

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