Conan's World: Ke Xue Wei Tan

Outside the Phantom Theater on Broadway, USA.

The night view of the bustling city is undoubtedly the most beautiful. The occasional roar of vehicles passing by on the street adds a bit of brilliance to the flashing neon lights.

Leaning under the street lamp that emits warm yellow light, a beautiful woman has her hands wrapped around her chest, lighting a cigarette at her hand, and the white mist rises, lingering and charming.

Nineteen-year-old Sarie has fully grown, her eyes are dark red, the tail of her eyes is slightly long and upturned, her eyes are bright, and her face has a handsome look that comes from crawling around in the underworld day and night. He has a good temperament, his long hair is neatly tied into a five-petal fishbone braid, and his facial features are covered with makeup to cover his illness, making him look heroic. With his tight-fitting cycling suit, he is very handsome.

"It looks like he is finally more like a bodyguard than before." Belmod beside him slowly teased.

The night was already dark, and Sariye yawned lazily and said slowly: "This is a huge sacrifice for you."

Her voice was a little hoarse and a little tired. After a few seconds, she added: "There are a lot of police cars tonight."

Beside her, Belmod laughed nonchalantly and took out the lighter from the lining pocket of his coat. "Isn't it to arrest the Japanese man who specializes in killing young girls? A little girl like you, too It’s within his hunting range.”

Sarye squinted her eyes, tapped Belmod's waist, took out a lady's cigarette from her pocket and handed it to her, saying: "Let's stop playing charades about our relationship, right?"

Belmode took the cigarette and gently pinched the girl's cheek with his hand, "Don't treat me like a little gangster. We only met for the first time three months ago."

"My guy who has been with me for three months is already able to compete with me in a betting game." Sarye put out the cigarette in her hand, "Since we are so familiar, tell me, why are you pretending to be a road devil? What?"

The dim lights on the roadside fell on this once beautiful woman, making her look mysterious and unpredictable. She knocked on Sariye's head: "Children, don't ask so many questions, they will die."

"I'm most afraid of death." Zariye jumped lightly onto the roadside flowerbed, and looked at Belmode with a probing look in both of their eyes. She looked at it carefully for a while and said: "But you asked me to be your bodyguard, so I have to be prepared, right? After all, I have to deal with the pursuit of most of the FBI."

Belmode smiled, that smile was mysterious and mysterious, but it had a charm that was unique to her.

Sarye turned her head and decisively gave up on in-depth questioning: "Forget it, I'm not interested either. Ignoring your organization's affairs is the way to go."

Belmod showed a mysterious smile again, looked deeply at Sarye, and said meaningfully: "This is why the higher-ups praise you for being smart."

Sarye put her fingertips against her temples, raised the corners of her mouth, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Do I still have this honor?"

Belmod didn't answer, only heard the sound of a car honking from far away. The two of them looked around and saw a pair of dazzling car lights approaching quickly, creating two bright yellow afterimages in the night sky. .

Sarye stared at the car being chased by several police cars from behind, and complained: "Isn't that car flying too low?"

While he was talking, the silver Jaguar parked quietly on the roadside not far from the two of them. Belmod immediately wiped away that hard-earned smile and cast his eyes meaningfully on the Jaguar sports car.

"Come on, kid, I'll show you someone."