Chapter 62 Very simple

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

Chapter 62 Very simple

"The company issued a unified issue?" Suzuki Yuanko who got the answer was shocked, "This is too troublesome for your company, what a stubborn system."

"It's not just the bag, but the watch and tie clip are also unified." Hideaki Nakajima spread his hands, "Actually, this bag is quite troublesome, big and heavy, and it's not convenient to pick it up... Now the president has taken it away all day."

"Cough um!" A deliberate cough came. Hideaki Nakajima and others looked at it, immediately closed their mouths, shouting "President" and "Hello President", and rushed towards the employee passage under their feet.

President Mantiantang looked at their backs unhappily, as if he was silently recording his face. Then he glanced at Suzuki Yuanko who had just spoken, and saw the entrance certificate of the investor on her chest. His expression changed and he came forward diligently to greet her, and then greeted Kogoro Maori.

"What a hypocritical sir." Conan Half Moon Eye watched him change his face.

"Conan, don't talk like this." Ran Mori pulled him, took his deposit card, and said in surprise, "It happens to be No. 100. I'm so lucky. Good things will happen today!"

Indeed, that was great. Tang Ze nodded in agreement.

"Let's go and have a walk around the venue. Uncle Maori can't get out for a while." Conan looked at Kogoro Mouri who was pulled aside by the president.

"Let's go." Tang Ze moved his fingers with anticipation.

After traveling through, Toru Amuro and Hide Akai came one after another, Conan and Kidd, while they had to be their own monster thief and had to prepare for entering the winery. Tang Ze had no time to enter the entertainment industry and had not touched the game console for a long time. He was a little eager to try it out.

"Are you going to Bibi?" He looked at the people with bright eyes.

Ran Maori nodded happily and clenched his fists with great fighting spirit: "Don't underestimate me, I'm quite good at playing arcades."

Indeed, after all, people with good luck are more likely to hit critically when fighting games... The game chubby African Conan muttered to himself.

"Then let's have a lottery," Tang Ze smiled, "The loser will invite supper!"

Two hours later.

"I give up, I give up." Suzuki Yuanko threw away the handle in her hand and shouted, "Tang Ze, you did it on purpose. Who can win at your level?"

Tang Ze was still rubbing the game controller. The villain on the game screen jumped flexibly and slashed flexibly. After making a gorgeous combo, the tall boss fell down, and a group of tourists watching behind him couldn't help but applaud.

He pressed his neck, moved his shoulders and neck and stood up from his seat, nodded to the onlookers, walked out of the encirclement with a relaxed expression, giving up the trial machine he played with until it was hot.

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

"Not difficult!" Conan, who was carried away three times in ten minutes and used up his trial opportunity, also protested loudly, "One of you except you was over after playing for more than ten minutes."

"It's really okay. It's easy for you to get familiar with the skills..." For Tang Ze, a player with the Four Locks and Five Doors of the Cave Knight, this kind of action horizontal version of the Castlevania action game is a little familiar with, and it's still very easy to play a trial game.

He ticked the evaluation form handed over by the staff, and happily picked up the brochure amid the dishes on the other party's face and began to look for the next trial target.

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

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

He really has no nerves about video games. He was beaten by Tang Ze's blood for ten consecutive days and his blood pressure was high. He threw all the joker and crows behind him.

Ran Mori pinched his sore fingers and smiled bitterly: "It's okay to lose, is it just a meal?"

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

At this point, it is no longer a big deal, it is mainly to win.

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

"That's it!" she pointed to a project, "Let me see where it is."

Conan leaned over to see the game she was pointing to, and nodded quickly.

"Are the boxing machine?" Ran Mori looked at it for a long time, wondering about the purpose of the machine.

"Yes, it's the kind of machine that can make numbers with boxing gloves!" Suzuki Yuanko grabbed her and said solemnly, "Don't you, Xiaolan, you are our last hope!"

"E12, there!" Conan pointed to a direction and grabbed Tang Ze who was still reading the manual with relish.

"Hmm? Do you have any machine you want to play with? Then go and have a look." Tang Ze could hear the conversation between several people clearly, but he was just pulled over by Conan's sleeves and pulled them over there.

It is highly likely that he will encounter a frying animal in this way, so his out-of-print wine will not be far away.

"That's it!" Suzuki Sonoko put her waist on her finger and pointed to the arcade in front of her.

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

A big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist screamed and hammered the bull's eye of the machine.

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

"What a pity. If this machine hits 250, it will have a very impressive effect." Yu Nobu Takeshita pushed his glasses and looked at his colleague behind him, "Nakashima! Do you want to try it?"

"What?" Hideaki Nakajima, who was absent-minded, was awakened by his shout and turned around.

"Yes, Nakajima, let's try it." Ueda Mitsuji hooked his shoulders with the third person who appeared with them in the morning, "Are you not a boxing club in college? It's easy to play this."

Hinashima Nakajima was pushed to the front by two people, so he had to take off his suit, pick up his boxing gloves, and said modestly: "That's all the past, and now it's very unfamiliar, so I'll try it..."

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

The number "362" pops up on the screen, and the lights on the machine flash with brilliant light effects, accompanied by the intense sound effects, and a light shines on Hideaki Nakajima who is standing in front of the machine.

He smiled happily, but still said, "Even amateur level is not considered a good person, the upper limit of this machine is not high..."

He took off his gloves and saw the four people standing behind them, handing them to the most beautiful Ran Maori: "Miss Maori, are you going to try it? This one is very stress-relieving."

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

Tang Ze glanced at him and made a comment.

With this level of flirting with girls, it is not unfair to be bombed.
Chapter completed!