When the gin knocks on the door

Chapter 213 Why Haven't Met Your Friends?

Conan was worried that the two of them would get wet in the rain, and he didn't know that the two he was worried about were talking about him.

"That kid Conan doesn't seem to be a threat now, but when he grows up, maybe he can really bring a painful price to the black organization."

The current Conan has not experienced many things, and his actions and plans are not as comprehensive as in the later period.

As long as he is given time, the veterans of the black organization may be able to dig out.

However, the plot has changed a lot, and many people who shouldn't have crossed paths have crossed paths. How the subsequent plot will develop is completely unknown.

"If that's the case, that's great news for us."

Zhu Fu Jingguang always remembered his undercover identity and his responsibilities.

He never really regarded the organization as his own, but was always thinking about how to obtain more information and disintegrate the organization.

If Conan has the same goal as them, then they are like-minded people who can cooperate.

Zhu Fu Jingguang decided to treat Conan better in the future, and let him pick up the game equipment first.

As for the suspicious points on Conan, he will still explore, but he is as wary of Conan as he was at the beginning.Zhu Fu Jingguang

The two fought for a while and then separated naturally.

If it's a duel, naturally they won't use all their strength, and the two of them are still chatting half-heartedly, so it's impossible to tell the winner in a short time.

Although there was no winner, but all kinds of attacks were really painful.

It's just that both of them have good endurance, so they didn't show anything unusual.

MG has installed exhaust fans and air conditioners in the basement, so you won't feel stuffy even if you stay here for a few hours.

Mingjue didn't rush to go upstairs, and trained according to his original training method.

Zhu Fu Jingguang used the remaining equipment to train his physical fitness.

It wasn't until a few hours later that the two of them returned upstairs sweating profusely.

I finished watching Conan's drama a long time ago, and I was playing games alone. When I saw them coming back, I looked up from the sofa.

"You are finally back! Why have you been away for so long?"

"Go out to play."

"Oh." Seeing that they were fine, Conan lowered his head and continued playing games.

He is not an ordinary kid who would say things like not taking him out to play.

He doesn't have any idea of ​​going out to play by himself. Compared with mobile phones and various games, it is obviously more fun to stay at home.

He sort of knew why Mingjue went out less often when he was at his house, the phone is so fun, why did he go out?
However, it is not good to stay at home without seeing the sun. It is still necessary to go out for some activities.

A combination of work and rest will do.

"It's getting late, wash up and go to bed."

"Okay." Conan jumped off the sofa with his mobile phone, and at the same time the game character he manipulated quickly picked up a third-level head.

While bowing his head to play the game, he walked towards the room.

Seeing him like this, Ming Jue was really worried that he would become a teenager with internet addiction.

But didn't he remember that he turned on teen mode on Conan's phone?How come it feels useless at all?
Naturally, Mingjue would not know that Conan easily cracked the password of the youth mode and turned off the youth mode.

Seeing Conan go back to his room, Mingjue shook his head.

I've only been playing for a few days, and I'll see how you play when I get back.

Conan is going to take his clothes to take a shower, but the game is at a critical moment.

He stood in front of the closet, and the game character he manipulated carefully hid in the grass, looking around from time to time.

There are five people left, which means that as long as the other four die, he will win the game.

The roar of the plane came, and an airdrop slowly fell in the air, landing not far in front of him.

After a while, the poison circle was slowly refreshed, and the airdrop in front of him could just serve him as a cover again.

He bent down, slowly crawled forward, and crawled into the safe zone.

At this time, gunshots came from the left, and the number of survivors was one less.

Conan saw a person in the drug circle desperately running in the safe zone, but the safe zone was cleared too quickly, and he fell on the eve of dawn.

One less survivor.

All of a sudden, there were only three people left.

At this time, Conan became more careful, replenished a little ammunition through the airdrop box, and lay quietly in the grass, waiting for the shrinking of the poison circle and the appearance of the enemy.

Soon, another person died, leaving only one enemy.

Conan was determined that he would win this game.

The poison circle narrowed again, and Conan patiently crawled into the safe zone slowly.

In the war between the two Voldemorts, it depends on who wins better.

At this time, Conan heard the sound of spraying energy drinks next to him, and without any hesitation, his camera turned around, and the bullets shot past, and the person who was spraying medicine was caught off guard and turned into a box.

Since then, champions have emerged.

Conan turned off the game contentedly, and was about to wash up.

In the bathroom, Zhu Fu Jingguang was brushing his teeth.Seeing him coming, give him half of the seat.

Conan stepped onto the stool with a toothbrush and water glass, and shared a sink with him.

He was so short that he had to step on a stool to spit mouthwash into the sink.

"Brother Luguang, why is your arm blue?" Conan saw that his arm was blue and purple.

"Here, I fell while running just now."

Conan frowned slightly, the bruise didn't look like it was caused by a fall.But if others don't want to say it, he doesn't force it.

"We've lived here for so long, yet we haven't seen Mr. Mingjue's family." He chatted vaguely with Zhu Fu Jingguang while brushing his teeth.

"He only has one grandfather, and he doesn't live here."

"Shall we go and visit?" After all, it's not a good feeling not to visit the old man as a guest.

"I have to ask Mingjue about this. After all, we are outsiders, so it's hard to explain..."

"Too……"

"However, I didn't see Brother Mingjue has any friends..."

"I don't know..."

"My friend? Of course!" Mingjue, who was pouring water for a drink, suddenly heard Conan asking himself this question.

"We usually use mobile phones to communicate, and we seldom communicate with each other. They are busy with work, so they are so busy with me. That's why I gave you the illusion that I have no friends."

Mingjue has friends of course, but most of them are former classmates who have been scattered all over the world.

Only rarely do we get together.

"Why do you suddenly care about whether I have friends?" Mingjue looked at him suspiciously.

"Just a little curious. After all, Mr. Mingjue is not an ordinary person..." Conan scratched his head with a silly smile.

But after getting along for a while, he almost forgot that Ming is definitely not an ordinary person.

This is probably the real back to basics...

(End of this chapter)