This is the fifth time Nan Ling has lost.

However, considering that this was the first time he played this kind of game, it was understandable——

What ass! It's still so frustrating! Knock on the table!

Game console: hp-1-1-1-1-1-1-1

Nan Ling looked at the game console resentfully, ready to get another one.

"Does this guest want to experience the game here?" A man with a dangerous hairline asked politely behind him.

Nan Ling turned his head and glanced at him. The other party's tie clip was marked with the sign of Heaven, and the name on the badge was 'Takeshita Yushin'.

The staff of Mantian... I don't know if it's one of the three people I'm looking for.

"You can relieve the pressure by the way." The man smiled kindly and pointed to a machine not far away.

It should be the scene where I saw my mentality explode when playing games...

Nan Ling looked back at the Street Fighter who couldn't win no matter how hard he fought, and felt that he really needed to vent.

"How do you play this?" Nan Ling, who followed Takeshita Yuxin, looked at the game console in front of him curiously.

"Put on gloves first, and then hit here." Takeshita Yushin pointed to a blue target, "The greater the strength, the larger the number on the screen above."

"It's so simple." Nan Ling poked the target lightly, looked up at the screen, and a '1' appeared on it.

"That's it, please start to experience it." Takeshita Yushin pushed his glasses.

Nan Ling tentatively punched at first. It seemed that he had used two or three points of force, but he did not dare to use all his strength. After all, his physical quality cannot be generalized to that of normal people. Most of the people here are not enough for him to be a slippery shovel.

The screen above shook for a while, and a '245' popped up.

"It's a pity, if it can exceed 250 points, there will be a more dazzling picture." Takeshita Yushin turned his head and greeted, "Hey, Nakajima, can you come and demonstrate?"

Nan Lingzhi's ears froze.

Nakajima... Nakajima Hideaki? The guy who's going to deal with tequila.

That being said, this Takeshita Yushin is one of the suspects.

"Oh, okay." Nakajima Hideaki took off his jacket and handed it to Takeshita Yushin to hold it.

Nan Ling paid attention to Yuxin Takeshita's movements the whole time. When the other party thought he had secretly exchanged the number plates between the two of them, Nan Ling could see it clearly.

Alright, that makes things clear.

Takeshita Yuxin's original brand is 98, while Nakajima Hideaki's brand is 99. After this exchange, they will get each other's brand.

The box with the list is 99, and the box with the bomb is 98. Tequila's number plate is 124, and after the exchange, he will get box number 98, and then he will be killed.

What Nan Ling has to do is to prevent this from happening.

But he is not going to exchange the two's brands here - although it is feasible, Takeshita Yuxin must be clear about his number. When he finds out that the number after changing the brand is still the original one, he may Will change again.

Nan Ling couldn't stare at them all the time, it would look too suspicious.

So he didn't do anything, and after skillfully lowered his sense of existence, he hid in the crowd.

——Of course he hid like this because he saw Conan and Maurilan who came with Hideaki Nakajima.

"Mr. Nakajima seems to be doing a demonstration." Maurilan lowered his head and said to Conan next to him.

Neither of them paid much attention to Nanling, who was not far away.

Hideaki Nakajima sank into his dantian and roared—

——The word '348' appeared on the screen, and by the way, a bunch of fireworks with poor special effects were placed.

Nan Ling was a little speechless.

So this is the meaning of 'there will be more dazzling pictures'? It's quite perfunctory.

"It's amazing." Maurilan applauded the venue very much, "Did Mr. Nakajima learn anything before?"

"I practiced boxing for a while in college." Nakajima Hideaki took his jacket from Takeshita Yushin, unaware that the number plate inside had been changed.

"Miss Mauri, would you like to try it?" Takeshita Yuxin handed the gloves to Maurilan, and the line Nan Ling said was very familiar, "It can relieve stress."

My dear, do you say that to everyone?

"Remove stress?" Maolilan muttered.

Nan Ling looked at Mao Lilan's face suddenly changed, as if thinking of something, he immediately took the gloves -

Mao Lilan stared at the target fiercely, as if he was looking at some enemy.

"Come back to me quickly, Shinichi—!"

When Conan heard this, his whole body froze.

"--boom!"

The screen shook twice, and a '400' popped out.

Nan Ling didn't know what Conan was thinking, but Nan Ling felt a cold sweat dripping silently on his face.

Karate, the most powerful martial art in the world, lives up to its reputation.

"Conan, do you want to try it too?" When Mao Lilan turned his head, he had already changed his expression and handed the glove to Conan with a gentle smile.

"Ah, that... I want to go to the toilet." Conan touched his head guiltily.

Nan Ling almost laughed.

Conan wouldn't be scared to pee, right...Is Maurilan so scary to him?

But thinking about it from another position, if his girlfriend was someone who could smash a telephone pole with one punch, Nan Ling would also be afraid.

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Well... well, understandable.

Nan Ling didn't look at them any more, he had a hunch that if he stayed any longer, he would definitely be found out.

And just when he turned to leave, Conan had already put his eyes on him curiously.

……Eh? Is there really no one? I always feel that someone is looking at me, is it an illusion?

At this time, Nan Ling had arrived at the edge of the venue ~lightnovelpub.net~ near the entrance as planned, and pressed the earphone, "It's time to trade. Go and change the brand."

Speaking of which, Tequila is quite obedient, and he didn't move until he was allowed to trade... If he didn't die, he must have been a very useful tool in the organization.

"Well, no problem," Nan Ling tilted his head and listened to Tequila's question, "After changing the brand, just come and get the box."

He would say that... Naturally, he has the confidence.

Nan Ling looked around.

Now that the press conference has started for some time, almost no new guests have appeared at the door, so the luggage storage area is also very deserted, and there is only one person left in front of the counter where there were two people.

This would make it easier for him to start. But even if he had to deal with two people, his speed wouldn't be much slower.

Nan Ling walked over with a leisurely demeanor, showing no guilt at all.

Ask him to say, those people who are mysterious, secretive, hiding, and have "I have something on their mind" written all over their faces before they do bad things, others don't doubt who you suspect?

The more invisible things you do, the more confident you must appear.

——Nan Ling thought nonchalantly when he stabbed the innocent little sister in the bag with a needle.

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