Chapter 62 is very simple
"Is it issued uniformly by the company?" Suzuki Sonoko was stunned when she got the answer, "This is too troublesome in your company, what a traditional system."
"It's more than just The bag, watch and tie clip are also the same." 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. "
"Hmm!" A deliberate cough came. Nakajima Hideaki and others looked at each other, immediately closed their mouths, shouted "President" and "Hello, President", and rushed forward. Go to the staff channel.
President Mantiantian looked at their backs unhappily, as if silently memorizing their faces, and then glanced at Suzuki Sonoko who had just spoken, and saw the entry of investor personnel hanging on her chest. At the scene, his expression changed, he stepped forward to greet her politely, 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 pulled 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. At the same time, he had to be his own Phantom Thief of the Heart and prepare to enter the winery. Karasawa had no time for entertainment. For a long time, 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 fist with great fighting spirit: "Don't underestimate me, I'm quite good at arcade games."
That's true, after all, lucky people play fighting games. They are all easier to get critical hits... Conan, a newbie in the game, muttered to himself.
“Then let’s get some luck,” Tang Ze grinned, “The loser will treat me 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 against you at your level!"
< br>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 to watch. He couldn't help but applaud.
He pressed his neck, moved his shoulders and neck and stood up from his seat, nodded to the onlookers, and walked out of the surroundings 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 unscrewed a bottle of water and commented while drinking, "The art and plot are quite interesting. I'll wait until it's released. You can buy it and play with it.”
"It's not that difficult anymore!" Conan, who was carried 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."
"Really It’s okay, 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 is very simple to get a little familiar with the operation of this Castlevania-like action side-scrolling game and try it out.
He checked "very simple" on the evaluation form handed over by the staff, picked up the brochure with great interest amid 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 smiled bitterly: "It doesn't matter if you lose, it's just a meal."
"'No!'" Suzuki Sonoko and Conan said in unison refute. At this point, it's no longer a matter of whether the prize 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.
"That's it!" She pointed at an item, "Let me see where it is."
Conan leaned over to see the game she was pointing 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 Tang Ze who was still reading the manual with great interest.
"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 crazy 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 hunky back yelled and hit the bullseye of the machine with a hammer.
A neon light flashed on the machine, cheerful music played, and the number "248" appeared on the display.
"What a pity. If this machine hits 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 distraught Nakajima Hideaki was awakened by his shout and turned around.
"Yes, Nakajima, let's try it." 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? Fight this It's very easy."
Nakajima Hideaki 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 was all in the past. I’m very unfamiliar now, so I’ll give it a try..."
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 and saw the person standing behind them. The four people handed it to the most beautiful Maori Lan: "Miss Maori, do you want to try it? This is very stress-relieving."
She is the daughter of Maori Kogoro, Nakajima Hideaki is not He dared to have outrageous ideas, but he was still happy to show off 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.
(End of this chapter)