Conan’s Watch

FBI cafeteria.

Ming Yuan elegantly took a knife to cut a piece of steak. After living with Sharon for a long time, Sharon’s elegance, Ming Yuan also learned a little.

“Ming Yuan, how did you do it, your sniping distance is the same as that of our best agent, alas, but you are much younger than him.” Judy is still excited.

“Just practice more, just like your pistol, the more practice, the better the marksmanship will naturally be.” Ming Yuan is obviously talking nonsense, but he doesn’t know how to explain it at all, can it be said that he began to practice guns in his last life?

“Huh? Is this so, Ming Yuan you definitely don’t practice as much as me, I have so many cocoons on my hands, Ming Yuan show me your hands, how much have you practiced? After that, Judy directly took Ming Yuan’s hand.

American women are really open enough, the two have only met for a morning, and they directly hold hands, is there no bit of male and female defense?

“Ah, Mingyuan, your hand doesn’t look like a hand with a gun at all.” Judy looked at Ming Yuan’s smooth hand and said in surprise.

It doesn’t mean that you have to forget it far away.

The hand that often holds the gun will have a cocoon in the palm and the mouth of the tiger, and the calluses on the index finger should be the most, which is why in TV, as soon as you shake hands, you know that the other party has used a gun.

Ming Yuan’s hand, on the other hand, is very smooth, except for a little cocoon at the first joint on the right side of the middle finger of the right hand, there is basically no such thing as a cocoon in other places.

What does this prove, more pen holding, what does it have to do with guns?

In his previous life, in the army, there was a teammate who was very powerful in hacking and often invaded the enemy’s computer, and Ming Yuan’s hacking skills were learned from him.

Once, he complained that his hands were full of calluses and his finger dexterity had decreased a lot. When I didn’t become a soldier before, I didn’t have calluses on my hands, but when I became a soldier, I held a gun every day, and after a long time, I was all calluses, and my palms were much rougher.

Ming Yuan used acupuncture and applied medicine to restore his hands to their original state, even more delicate than the original. Ming Yuan also felt that his hands were a little rough, and began to maintain, how to say, he is also a doctor, and he has to take needles, his hands naturally have to be flexible.

In this life, Ming Yuan does not hold many guns at all, but he will still habitually maintain them occasionally, so his hands are more delicate than the hands of some girls.

“Hey ~ hey ~, Ming Yuan, have you ever used a gun, how to look, it’s all a student’s hand.” If she hadn’t seen Ming Yuan’s gun with her own eyes just now, Judy would have wondered if Ming Yuan would have used a gun.

“I was a student. With good hand care, naturally there will be no calluses. ”

“Tell me how you take care of it.” Judy was thrilled that no woman wanted her hands full of calluses, even though they were a sign of her diligent gun practice.

“Next time I bring silver needles, just a few times of acupuncture.”

“Acupuncture, what is that?” Judy was curious, after all, Huaxia things are mysterious here.

“I remember Mr. Kudo Yusaku once said that you have studied Chinese medicine in Huaxia for a few years, and this acupuncture should be regarded as a treatment method of Chinese medicine.” James answered Judy’s questions, and Ming Yuan’s resume included studying medicine in China.

Listening to James’s words, Ming Yuan smiled, it seems that James investigated himself and did his homework. “James is right, it’s interesting, do you want to try it.”

“Okay, okay, be sure to bring it next time.”

“By the way, Ming Yuan, today, there is something I forgot to do, you need to leave your blood sample in the FBI.” James suddenly remembered such an important thing.

“Blood sample, what do you want this for?” Ming Yuan was a little embarrassed, not because he was afraid of pain or anything, but because he gave the other party blood, which was equivalent to giving all his information to the FBI.

The previous fingerprint is nothing, but the blood is different, there is too much information in the blood, to exaggerate, with it, you can trace the eighteen generations of Ming Yuan’s ancestors.

Because of Sharon, Ming Yuan will definitely do something shady, he can guarantee not to leave fingerprints, but he can’t guarantee not to leave blood, then it will be troublesome.

“The work of the FBI is dangerous, and some agents are in danger and there is a high risk that their bones will be lost. If it is a special mission, it is quite possible that he will not be in touch for a long time, and if he dies in some event, we do not know. But there are blood samples, and even if we arrive at the event site very late, we can collect blood to confirm that the agent is still alive. ”

“So, its role is to confirm whether it is dead or not.”

“That’s pretty much it, although, it usually brings us bad news, but occasionally there is good news.”

“Okay, I see.” Ming Yuan definitely left samples, even if he knew that some things were done by himself, he had more methods to push it off. An FBI doesn’t make itself intimidated.

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Sirloin’s villa.

“BOSS, Mingyuan….. Joined the FBI. This call, Sharon hesitated for a long time, several times, dialed the boss’s phone, and immediately hung up. Although he knew that now, Ming Yuan had a protective umbrella, but Sharon still had no way to let go of his heart.

The other end of the phone was silent, Sharon gripped the phone tightly, her breathing slowed down, she was afraid, and there would be a sentence from the other side: Solve.

Silence, or silence. Sharon’s nervous mood gradually turned into doubt, if not for taking the phone, looking at the call displayed on the screen, and the numbers that were still beating, Sharoon almost thought that the boss hung up.

What’s the matter, this is not the style of that gentleman.

There was silence on the other side for almost 5 minutes.

Sharon’s heartbeat was like a roller coaster, comforting himself for a while, the boss did not immediately show his attitude, indicating that there was still a chance, but how many people could defy the boss? What if the boss has to dispose of Mingyuan?

The opposite side finally made a sound, the boss’s sudden voice, almost scared Sharon, hearing the words from the other side, Sharon’s expression became very strange, the person on the opposite side, is it really the BOSS, how can he say such ambiguous words, what is this? “Ah, no more? Are you sure you don’t need me to dispose of it? ”

“Well, no, this is not the style of the boss.” Sharon teased, the entire organization, it is estimated that only she dares to speak to the boss in this tone.

Sharon had a hunch that Ming Yuan’s crisis was about to be lifted. But listening to the tone of the boss, it seems to be a little angry.

“Ah, he’s already joined the FBI, and we’re two people, is it still meaningful to continue like this?” What does the boss mean, the heart that was put down, hung again.

In the eyes of others, the boss will always be elusive, but Sharon is different. She can always see a little bit of Ni Duan from some of the boss’s actions, of course, occasionally the boss will accidentally reveal a little. But this time, Sharon really didn’t understand, the boss exactly…. It’s time to do something.

“Yes… Yes…, I’ll just do as you say, don’t be so angry, do you want us to have lunch together to compensate for the boss?” Sharon teased, making the boss angry, not the first time. Anyway, the boss will definitely not jump on himself with one shot.

On the sofa, Sharang turned on the TV, took the remote control to change stations at will, had nothing to watch, and simply turned off the TV.

After being silent for a long time, the boss actually just said that he knew. If it were someone else, he would definitely order the obliteration. What is this, haven’t figured out how to deal with it? Next, we must continue to report everything about Mingyuan.

Ming Yuan, this little guy, has broken his heart for his affairs these days, and now, how to say it, it can only be said that there is no danger for the time being, and he definitely does not know that he has walked in front of God.

Ming Yuan, this guy, it’s noon, why hasn’t he come back yet, shouldn’t he be fascinated by the beauty of the FBI, Sharon wrinkled his good-looking eyebrows. Ah…. What do you think, I’m Belmode.

Ming Yuan stepped into the snowflakes in the sky again, stretched out his hand, several snowflakes fell into his hands, melted, and looked at these elves flying in the air, Ming Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly.

Fragile snowflakes, when can they be compared with themselves, snowflakes are only snowflakes after all, their fate is in the hands of others. And himself, his own destiny, is in his own hands only!!!

The windows of the villa are open, is it true that Sharon is it, doesn’t it feel cold? A pleasant piano sound floated out of the window, and judging from the tune, Sharon seemed to be in a good mood today.

“I’m back.” Ming Yuan shouted at the entrance.

The piano stopped abruptly, “Oh, you still know you’re coming back.” ”

Ming Yuan listened with a confused look, what’s wrong, wasn’t it okay just now, did he come back late?

“If you don’t come back, I’ll starve to death.”

“Huh? If I don’t come back, you won’t eat? ”

“Allah, I’m in a good mood today and don’t want to cook.”

“Yes… Be… I’ll go cook for you. “In a good mood, shouldn’t it be a big table of dishes?” Sharoon: What is this logic.