The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Is it issued uniformly by the company?" Suzuki Sonoko was stunned when she got the answer, "This is too troublesome for your company, it's such a rigid system."

"Not only the bag, the watch and tie clip are also unified." Nakajima Hideaki spread his hands, "Actually, this bag is quite troublesome, it is big and heavy, and it is inconvenient to pick up... Even now, the president still carries it with him all day long. It's gone."

"Hmm!" A deliberate cough came. Nakajima Hideaki and others looked at it, immediately closed their mouths, shouted "President" and "Hello, President", and quickly rushed towards the employee passage.

President Manten looked at their backs displeasedly, as if silently memorizing their faces, and then glanced at Sonoko Suzuki who had just spoken, and suddenly saw the admission pass of the investor personnel hanging on her chest, and his expression changed. , stepped forward to greet her attentively, and then greeted Mouri Kogoro.

"What a hypocritical sir." Conan watched his face change in half a moon.

"Conan, don't talk like that." Mao Lilan tugged at him, took his storage card, and said in surprise, "It happens to be number 100. You are really lucky. Something good will happen today!"

Indeed, that would be great. Tangze nodded in agreement.

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

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

After traveling through time, Toru Amuro and Hide Akai attacked one after another, including Conan and Kidd. While he had to be his own Phantom Thief of the Heart and prepare to enter the winery, Karasawa didn't have much free time for entertainment. He had never touched a game console before, so he was a little eager to try it.

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

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

That's true. After all, lucky people are more likely to get critical hits when playing fighting games... African Conan, a newbie in gaming, muttered to himself.

"Then let's get some luck," Tangze grinned, "The loser will be treated to dinner!"

Two hours later.

"I give up, I give up." Suzuki Sonoko threw away the controller in her hand and shouted, "Karazawa, you did it on purpose, who can win at your level?"

Tangze was still rubbing the game controller. The villain on the game screen jumped and slashed flexibly. After performing a set of gorgeous combos, the tall BOSS fell. A group of tourists gathered behind him and watched. Applause.

He pressed his neck, moved his shoulders and neck and stood up from his seat, nodded to the onlookers, and walked out of the crowd with ease, letting go of the test machine that he had played with until it was hot.

"Is this game difficult? I think it's okay. The demo is not long." Karasawa opened a bottle of water and commented while drinking, "The art and plot are quite interesting. You can buy it and play it after it is released. "

"It's not that difficult anymore!" Conan, who was taken away three times in ten minutes and used up all his trial opportunities, also protested loudly, "No one except you ended up playing for more than ten minutes."

"It's really not bad. It's easy for you to familiarize yourself with the techniques..." For Tang Ze, the four-lock and five-door player of Hollow Knight, it's still very easy to get a little familiar with the operation of this Castlevania-like action side-scrolling game and try it out. simple.

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

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

Conan echoed: "We can't just admit defeat!"

He really has no interest in video games. He was tortured by Karasawa on the fighting game for ten consecutive times, and his blood pressure was so high that he forgot all about the joker and the crow.

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

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

At this point, it is no longer a matter of whether the lottery is big or not, the main thing is to win.

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

"Just this one!" She pointed to an item, "Let me see where it is."

Conan leaned forward to see the game she was referring to and nodded hurriedly.

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

"Yes, it's the kind of machine that puts on boxing gloves and can print out numerical values!" 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 grabbed Karasawa who was still reading the manual with gusto.

"Hmm? Do you have any machines you want to play? Let's go and have a look." Tang Ze heard clearly the conversation between several people, but he just took it easy as Conan grabbed his sleeve and pulled him over there.

There is a high probability that you will meet a hot-blooded social beast like this, and his out-of-print wine will not be far away.

"That's it!" Suzuki Sonoko put her hands on her hips and pointed at the arcade machine in front of her.

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

A burly man with a burly back yelled and hammered the machine's bullseye.

A neon light flashed on the machine, cheerful music played, and the number "248" appeared on the display.

"What a pity. If this machine reaches 250, it will have a very impressive effect." Takeshita Yunobu pushed up his glasses and looked at his colleagues behind him, "Nakajima! Do you want to try it?"

"What?" The somewhat distracted Nakajima Hideaki was awakened by his shout and turned around.

"Yes, Nakajima, let's give it a try." The third person who appeared with them in the morning, Ueda Koji, hooked his shoulder, "Weren't you in the boxing club when you were in college? It's very easy to fight."

Nakajima Hideaki was pushed to the front by two people, so he had no choice but to take off his suit, pick up his boxing gloves, and said modestly: "That was all in the past. I'm very unfamiliar now, so I'll give it a try." Already..."

He put on his gloves, adjusted his breathing, and punched forward.

The number "362" popped up on the screen, and the lights on the machine flashed with brilliant light effects. Along with the exciting sound effects, there was also a light shining on Nakajima Hideaki who was standing in front of the machine.

He smiled heartily, but still said: "It's not even amateur level. The upper limit of this machine is not high..."

He took off his gloves, saw the four people standing behind them, and handed them 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 Mouri Kogoro. Nakajima Hideaki does not dare to 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 to himself.

With this level of flirting, it’s not unfair to be bombarded.