Conan I am Surrounded by Undercover Agents

"Sindola Group, one of the well-known IT companies in the United States, plays a decisive role in the artificial intelligence and game industries. Its games include action, role-playing, racing, fighting, massively multiplayer online games, etc.

, covering almost all game categories.”

The Sindora Group's game experience hall was packed with people, and a young Asian man walked through the crowd.

He has undyed natural black hair, and under his messy bangs are a pair of green eyes that make his face look even more stern.

He seemed to be looking for someone, constantly looking left and right.

When he heard this report, he stopped and looked up at the display screen not far away.

The other screens displayed game interfaces for different games, but only this one played the group introduction repeatedly.

"The group was founded in 19xx and is headquartered in Cambridge, Boston, USA. As of this year, the group has branches or subsidiaries in other cities in the United States, Canada, the United Kingdom, Japan and other countries or regions. The total number of employees around the world

There are tens of thousands of people, and the annual turnover last year was as high as 6 billion US dollars..."

When he heard the number clearly, he clicked his tongue: "It's so rich..."

This was a sentence in Japanese, but no one else could hear it clearly except him.

Just as he was about to take his eyes back, he suddenly noticed that there were people standing somewhere. Those people were surrounding a large machine that looked like an eggshell. He could hear their discussions even from here. At this moment, there was a sound on the TV.

Jump out of the introduction of this machine.

"Sindora Company is working hard to create the world's first holographic game 'Cocoon'. Players will put on helmets and lie in a cocoon-like game cabin. Currently, five different scenes of stages have been developed for players to choose freely...

…”

Upon hearing the introduction, the man paused as he wanted to continue searching.

This time, Sindora Group's game experience hall opened suddenly. It was previously said on the official website that it would be closed for one day, but it suddenly opened at 11 o'clock. All games can be tried for free, and many people passing by came in to play.

Take a stroll.

He didn't know why the people in that department suddenly asked him to meet here. Could it be that they thought there were more people to provide cover?

Out of gratitude and fear for them, he came here on time. As a result, he walked back and forth in the game hall four or five times, but could not find the person who asked him to come. He sent an email to inquire and no one responded.

...It shouldn’t be a big deal if I just went to take a look, right?

The man convinced himself that he finally couldn't resist the temptation of the first holographic game. He raised his foot and turned around, heading towards the game cabin.

When he stepped on a certain place, he felt wet under his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw that there were water stains on the ground that had not been wiped clean.

I'm afraid that a large area was dirty here not long ago. It took a lot of water and detergent to mop it, and a large number of players came in before it was completely dry.

Still not clean though.

From his angle, he could see that there were still dark brown stains in the gaps between the non-slip floors.

…

The man walked to the back of the crowd to watch the excitement.

It turned out that the quarrel was about the queuing issue. This holographic game lasted at least half an hour. Everyone wanted to try it, but no one wanted to wait that long, so after a few people came down, the queuing order was messed up.

There were several debugging equipment not far away. The staff in charge of the game came over to mediate. The man saw a teenager put down his headphones and stood up.

This boy is also an Asian. He looks to be no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. He is not short, has a thin body, and has obvious baby fat on his cheeks from the side, which makes him a little cute and easy to like and despise.

I don't know if he was injured, but his left eye was wrapped with a bandage, and he was only wearing a thin sweatshirt.

After he got up, he did not walk away. Instead, he lowered his head and said something to another staff member next to him. The man nodded repeatedly.

The young man's appearance and clothes seemed out of place here, and the man couldn't help but look at him a few more times. However, in the next second, the young man seemed to realize that someone was looking at him, and his eyes pierced towards him.

The moment their eyes met, he discovered that the boy's right eye was as bright and red as blood.

The young man's eyes fell on his face, and he didn't know what touched him. After looking at it for a few seconds, he walked directly towards him.

"Are you Japanese?"

The boy spoke in Japanese. He stood still in front of him, because he was a little shorter than him, so he had to half-raise his face to look at him.

"Yes... uh, no..."

The man answered subconsciously, but quickly realized what he said and quickly changed his words.

His identity is a bit special.

He used to be a stowaway from Japan. Because he was a stowaway rather than a regular immigrant, his nationality was indeed Japanese.

But last year, he joined a special witness protection program of the FBI, and they provided him with a brand new identity, so now he is a complete American. No matter who investigates, they can only conclude that he

I'm a Japanese American who grew up here.

His temporary change of words was too obvious, but the young man didn't question him, he just looked at him quietly.

When he met those eyes, a chill ran down the man's back.

But the coolness came and went even faster. When he took a closer look, he found that there was only pure curiosity on the young man's face, without any malice.

Just a child...

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was thinking about how to get around it, a well-dressed middle-aged man squeezed through the crowd and walked towards them.

It was the person who asked him to meet here.

Seeing him, the man relaxed completely, but while relaxing, he felt a little dissatisfied.

The person who originally communicated with him and provided the witness protection plan was a kind-faced old man. The old man looked very similar to the leader of a famous circus and was often mistaken. Unfortunately, not long ago, the old gentleman was on a business trip, so

He handed him over to another colleague at the same level.

This person has a rather arrogant personality and sometimes likes to make his own decisions. The relationship between them is not pleasant, but due to his status, he can only listen to him honestly.

"you……"

The man wanted to persuade the young man to go away, lest he be driven away rudely - this man could definitely do such a thing - but in the next second, his eyes suddenly widened.

The middle-aged man suddenly knelt on one knee beside the boy.

Not only him, the young man himself also wondered: "What's wrong?"

"I see your shoes are dirty, please let me wipe them."

"oh."

The young man nodded, then raised his feet slightly.

This middle-aged man of high status held the soles of his shoes respectfully, as if receiving some kind of gift. He lifted up the clean and exquisitely crafted suit cuffs and gently brushed away some stains on the edges for him.

.

"Thank you." the boy said.

"My pleasure."

He lowered his head and kissed the toe of his Martin boots.

His movements were cautious, not because he disliked dirty shoes, but because he did not dare to use items that were too blasphemous.

"…………"

The man looked stunned.

At this moment, he suspected that what he saw was not a living person, but a dog whose whole body and mind were completely dominated.

Because most people's attention was on the game, except for the three of them, no one else noticed this scene.

When the middle-aged man stood up, the man found his voice: "You just--"

"Mr. Crow, this is the Lord of the Stars." The middle-aged man did not look at him, and was extremely humble towards the young man.

Mr. Crow...Mr. Crow?

The man was stunned. This young man's black hair and black clothes were indeed the color of a crow.

"really."

The young man nodded and turned to look at his face again: "As expected, he also has black hair and green eyes, and he's not bad looking."

There was no emotion or anger in his voice.

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After sending countless emails and making countless phone calls, Zhu Fu Jingguang finally got through.

"Scotland?"

He was relieved when he heard Angstra's voice coming from the opposite side. He lowered his head and looked at the time on the quartz clock opposite. It was 5 o'clock in the morning in Japan and afternoon in Boston.

"It's me, how are you guys doing? I've been sending messages since yesterday, but neither you nor Bourbon have replied to me... Is the mission difficult?"

"The task is not difficult. It has been completed. However, Bourbon was slightly injured and is resting in the hotel. I am taking care of him."

"Is it serious?"

"It's not serious. You'll wake up in another hour." Angstra paused, "Scotland, do you want to have a video chat with me?"

"……Um?"

"I want to see you and let you see Bourbon. He is injured. You must be worried about him, right?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang hesitated for a moment. He knew that the person on the other side was Angstra. It was impossible that what he saw after the video connection was the tragic condition or body of You Tongran. The video call... should be just a simple video call.

He took a deep breath and smiled: "Okay."

The video was quickly connected, and Angstra's face appeared on the phone. The camera shook a little, as if he was adjusting the angle. After a few seconds, the picture was fixed, and Zhu Fu Jingguang saw Angstra sitting on the edge of the bed.

On the small stool, his hair fell asleep behind him.

The blond mixed-race man's eyes were closed, and he was covered with a thin quilt. His chest was rising and falling normally. One of his arms was pressed on the quilt, and Angstra's other hand was holding his hand, even if he was talking on the phone.

None of them let go.

He had seen this kind of scene too many times when he was hospitalized as a child.

A string in Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart that had been tense for many days finally relaxed.

"It's okay," he said.

"How are you doing over there?" Angstra asked again.

"Shirley sent the money back Duoduo, and I have been taking care of it these two days."

"...How are your eyes?"

Angstra looked him straight in the eyes when he asked the question.

"I have read Qian Duoduo's surgery report. The veterinarian said that we can wait until his other injuries are better and then perform surgery to replace him with a prosthetic eye." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled, "Pet prosthetic eye technology is quite advanced now.

Yes, you don’t have to worry about it, it will be fine.”

"That's good."

Angstra nodded: "If there is nothing else, I just hang up. I'm worried that calling Bourbon next to him will disturb his cultivation..."

"Okay. Pay attention to safety in the United States and don't go to dangerous areas."

The video call ended and the living room fell into silence again.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was sitting on the sofa, with a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead because of the pain. Next to him was an exquisite cat cage, where the injured Qian Duoduo was placed. After hanging up the phone, a meow came from inside

Woo shouting.

When he heard the cry, he did not lift the cat carrier and cause secondary damage to the cat. Instead, he squatted beside the sofa so that his eyesight was level with the injured cat in the cat carrier.

"When your little master comes back, your eyes will be fine." He said gently.

"Now please wait a moment. When my pain subsides, I will prepare cat food for you..."