Conan was worried that the two of them would be wet by the rain, and the two who were worried about him were talking about him without knowing that they were worried about him.

"The little devil Conan looks like there is no threat now, but when he grows up, it may really bring a painful price to the Black Organization."

Conan has not experienced many things yet, and his behavior and planning are not as good as in the later stages.

As long as he is given time, the old foundation of the Black Organization might be able to be dug out.

However, he has changed a lot of the plot, and many people who should not have had intersections have intersections. How will the subsequent plot develop is completely unknown.

"If that's true, that's good news for us."

Zhu Fu Jingguang always remembers 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 dismantle the organization.

If Conan has the same goals as theirs, they are like-minded people who can cooperate.

Zhu Fu Jingguang decided to be better for Conan in the future and let him pick up the equipment he played in the game first.

As for Conan's suspicion, he still knows how to explore, but he is as cautious as he was at the beginning. Zhu Fu Jingguang

The two fought for a while and separated naturally.

It is said that it is a competition, so naturally I will not use all my strength. In addition, the two of them are still using their hearts and two people to chat, so they cannot decide the winner in a short period of time.

Although the winner was not decided, it was a real pain to hit the body.

However, both of them had good endurance, so nothing unusual was revealed.

MG is equipped with exhaust fans and air conditioners in this basement, so you won’t feel bored 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 instruments to train physical fitness aside.

It was not until a few hours later that the two of them returned to the upper floor with sweat.

Conan had already finished watching the drama, and he was playing games alone there. When he saw them coming back, he raised his head from the sofa.

"You are finally back! Why have you been going 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 child, he can say things like going out to play without taking him.

He didn't have any idea of ​​going out to play by himself. Compared to his mobile phone and various games, it was obvious that staying at home was a little more fun.

He knew why Ming Jue went out very few times when he was at his house. His mobile phone was so fun, so why did he go out?

However, it is not good to stay at home without the sunshine, so you should go out and have some activities appropriately.

Only by combining work and rest can one do it.

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

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

He walked towards the room while lowering his head to play games.

Seeing him like this, Ming Jue was really worried that he would become an Internet addicted teenager.

But didn’t he remember that he turned on the teenager mode for Conan’s phone? Why did he feel that it was useless at all?

Ming Jue naturally wouldn't know that Conan easily cracked the password of the teenager mode and turned off the teenager mode.

After 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 go back.

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

He stood in front of the wardrobe, and the game characters he controlled were hiding carefully in the grass, observing his vision from time to time.

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

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

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

He bent down, slowly crawled forward, and entered the safe area.

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

Conan saw a person in the drug circle running desperately in the safe area, but the safety area was too fast, and he fell on the eve of the dawn.

The number of survivors is one less.

In this moment, only three people were left.

At this time, Conan became more and more careful. He replenished some ammunition through the airdrop box, and lay quietly in the grass, waiting for the poison circle to shrink and the enemy to appear.

Soon, another person died, leaving only one enemy.

Conan was very sure that he was sure to win this game.

The poison circle narrowed again, and Conan patiently climbed into the safe area.

The war between the two Voldemorts depends on who can get better.

At this time, Conan heard the sound of taking energy drinks beside him. Without any hesitation, his camera turned around and a shuttle bullets shot over. The person who was spraying medicine was caught off guard and turned into a box.

Since then, the champion has emerged.

Conan turned off the game with satisfaction and prepared to wash up.

In the bathroom, Zhu Fujingguang was brushing his teeth. Seeing him coming, he gave up half of his seat.

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

He was too short and needed to step on a stool to spit out mouthwash into the wash basin.

"Brother Green Light, why is your arms green?" Conan saw that his arms were green and purple.

"This one, I fell down while running."

Conan frowned slightly. The bruises didn't seem to be caused by falling. However, if others didn't want to say it, he wouldn't force it.

"We have lived for so long, but we haven't seen Mr. Mingjue's family." He brushed his teeth while chatting with Zhu Fu Jingguang in a daze.

"He only has one grandpa and doesn't live here."

"Do we want to visit?" After all, it doesn't feel good if we come here to visit the old man.

"I have to ask Mingjue this. After all, we are outsiders, so it is difficult to explain it at that time..."

"Too……"

"But I didn't see any friends with Brother Mingjue..."

"I don't know this..."

"My friend? Of course there is!" Ming Jue, who was pouring water and drinking, suddenly heard Conan ask himself this question.

"We usually contact each other on mobile phones, and there are few people in normal times. They are busy at work and are so idle with me, so they give you the illusion that I have no friends."

Of course, there are friends in Mingjue, but most of them are former classmates and have long been scattered around the world.

It only gets together on a very rare occasion.

"Why do you suddenly care about whether I have any friends?" Ming Jue looked at him in confusion.

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

However, after spending time together, he almost forgot that Ming Being is no ordinary person.
Chapter completed!