My lover is this organization

He just felt a little puzzled. To be more precise, he felt puzzled by the extremely reserved attitude of all Japanese people. Many trivial matters required apologies and bows, and he almost wanted to kneel down on the spot.

As for what?

Suddenly, a voice came from behind: "Takeshita, don't run so fast, take it easy, you've bumped into someone~"

"Ok?"

Following the direction of the voice, I saw that the person who spoke was a young male employee who had just walked out of the elevator. He was also in his twenties and about to turn 30. He was also dressed in a suit and tie, and was carrying a briefcase from the Mantang Game Company. It was obvious that he was a colleague of the person who bumped into someone, who was called Takeshita.

"Ueda, you'd better hurry up," Takeshita said anxiously, pointing to his watch. "It's almost time, we have to get into the venue and prepare, otherwise we'll be scolded by the president again!"

"Ah! It seems to be true. Oh no!" Ueda looked at his watch and was shocked.

So the two of them rushed to the counter in a hurry, not even bothering to queue up, and pushed their briefcases directly to the waiter behind the counter, cutting in line and apologizing.

"It's really hard~" Akemi Miyano, who used to work in a bank, showed sympathy on her face and spoke in a tone as if she deeply felt the same way.

"Maybe this is the life pressure brought by the fast-paced society." Qin Wuque shrugged.

At this moment, the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall black figure flashing among the crowd coming and going in the exhibition hall in the distance. The iconic butt and chin made Qin Wuque recognize the other person's identity at the first time.

What the hell? Tequila?

Why is this guy here? Is he also an old otaku?

……

Entering the exhibition hall, the space suddenly became brighter. The overhead was no longer shrouded in the depressing and anxious atmosphere that hovered like a dark cloud in the front hall. Instead, the sound effects of various game operations were intertwined and echoed in the venue.

For example, on the huge screen facing the entrance of the exhibition hall, someone was controlling a plumber with a red hat to play Mario Odyssey, and on the side screen was a live broadcast of the live game "Picnic", which everyone must have heard of, whether they had heard of the name of Mantiantang or not.

However, this is still a new game launch conference and trial exhibition of Mantang after all. It would feel a bit wrong to have Sony and Microsoft's machines or even exclusive games appear, but it seemed too boring to have only Mantang handheld game consoles, so Mantang company was very cunning and brought out some arcade games that were very popular in the past but are now outdated.

For example, Street Fighter, Metal Slug and the like.

This will not only enrich the content of the trial play exhibition, but also avoid stealing the limelight from one's own game, and it can even serve as a contrast.

Although some IPs are still relentlessly releasing new titles, playing them on coin-operated arcade machines is indeed a memory of the past.

"Que, how about we go play that?" Mingmei calmly pulled Qin Wuque's clothes and pointed to a boxing machine in the distance that was surrounded by a lot of people.

"Which one?"

Qin Wuque raised his head and took a look. After a little thought, he touched his chin with a slightly subtle expression.

"Roar~"

The so-called boxing machine should be accurately called a punch force tester. Simply put, it is a round board hung in front of you, connected to the inside of the machine by a connecting rod mechanism. Players only need to punch the board with all their strength, and the screen of the boxing machine will show the poundage of the player's punch.

The principle is the same as hitting the scale with your fist, and then the machine will automatically take out a peak value.

Of course, you have to wear matching gloves, otherwise your hands will hurt.

Although there are many people surrounding the boxing machine, only a few actually try it. Many people just stand there to watch the fun. Even those who dare to try... or embarrass themselves, most of them are men who come with their girlfriends.

To put it bluntly, this thing is used to show the boyfriend's power.

When Qin Wuque took Shirley and Mingmei over there, they happened to meet a couple coming down from the boxing machine.

I don’t know if it was because the boy’s results were too embarrassing and the girls disliked him, but even the people around him started to tease him, saying that he needed to practice more.

It is said that it is better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. The couple had just come down when Qin Wuque met them directly.

The onlookers started to make a noise when they saw this.

Wow, he brought his baby with him!

Qin Wuque was too happy to explain. No matter what he explained, it would only make things worse.

If she said she was his younger sister, I guess Shirley would probably expose him on the spot.

Calling her sister-in-law doesn't seem quite appropriate.

It would be even worse if he said she was his girlfriend...I was afraid that the onlookers would call the police and arrest him on the spot.

So, to sum up, let's just keep the daughter. After all, he won't suffer any loss by having such a beautiful daughter.

But when putting on the boxing gloves, Qin Wuque suddenly hesitated, took off the gloves again, handed them to Huihara Ai and winked.

"You come."

"..."

The cold-natured girl in his arms looked at him expressionlessly.

"Come on, come on." Qin Wuque continued to make crazy gestures with his eyes.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and Huihara Ai finally sighed silently, and took the boxing gloves from Qin Wuque and put them on her own hands, as if she couldn't do anything about him.

"Just do it!" Qin Wuque was delighted.

Before she could finish her words, the girl threw a punch.

Of course, he wasn't punching some dog's face, but punching the disc of a boxing machine.

The force of the punch was extremely light, as if he was just dusting off some dust, and his attitude was perfunctory.

The next moment, an illusory fist shadow, so fast that no one could see clearly, suddenly shot out along the girl's punching line, and arrived at the same time. The two fists hit the disc almost at the same moment, and the sound caused was like the roar of a huge bell.

Amid the violent vibrations of the boxing machine, a bright and eye-catching number appeared on the electronic screen.

Eight hundred pounds!

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Fuck... the steel came off after being pulled, and it's no use anymore.

Chapter 162 The Tragic Tequila

After all, I am here to visit the trial exhibition with my girlfriends...

Of course, it is impossible for Qin Wuque to be like the super vibranium straight man he was before, finding a place to sit down and play by himself for an hour or two.

Those so-called people on the Internet who were playing games in an Internet cafe, suddenly remembered that their partner was waiting outside in the rain, and slapped themselves in the face to remind themselves to concentrate on playing the game, are just talk at best, just for fun.

If someone were to do something like this in real life, he probably wouldn't even have a partner, let alone an ordinary friend.

So Qin Wuque could only follow the two girls' thoughts and walk around to see what was going on. Occasionally, at Mingmei's suggestion, he would try to play some family games that two or three people could play together, such as street basketball.

Although Haibara Ai did not show much enthusiasm throughout the whole process, she never rejected her sister's proposal. It was probably because she was sent to the United States to study since she was a child. After returning to Japan, she has been focusing on the drug research and development of APTX4869. She has no time and no opportunity to hang out with Mingmei like normal sisters. This can be regarded as making up for the beautiful memories that were missing in her childhood.

As for Miyano Akemi's motive, it was even simpler. She had no interest in the game trial exhibition itself. Her motivation for visiting the trial exhibition was entirely due to Qin Wuque... and her sister Shiho.

In this way, a delicate balance was inexplicably formed between the three of them.

Everyone was drunk with the wine and had no interest in it, and everyone could see that everyone else was drunk with the wine and had no interest in it, but no one felt uncomfortable.

It's very mysterious.

"I'm thirsty."

Walking in the exhibition hall where young men and women were walking side by side, Haibara Ai, ignoring the envious looks cast by the various couples around her at the family of three, suddenly said expressionlessly.

"Well?"

Qin Wuque and Miyano Akemi stopped at the same time and turned around to look at her from the left and right.

Such a scene made the girl purse her lips slightly without making a sound, and her already expressionless face became even more serious.

This looks more like a family of three!

"If you're thirsty..." Qin Wuque raised his head and touched his chin to recall a little, "I remember there seemed to be a beverage vending machine at the corner near the restroom."

"Is there?" Mingmei was a little surprised. The three of them took the same route, but she had no idea what a beverage machine was.

"Yes." Qin Wuque said.

Perhaps because he has been engaged in "freelance" work for many years, every time he goes to a place, he will try his best to write down the location of things that he may need in the future, such as toilets, beverage machines, monitoring rooms, cameras, main power switches, safe doors, key and access card storage locations... and so on.

Qin Wuque stretched out his finger and pointed in the general direction of the beverage machine: "Well, how about you stay here and don't move, I'll carry the beverage machine over?"

"Let's go together." Huiyuan Ai said, "There's a restroom nearby that you mentioned. I have to go wash my hands. They're so dirty."

"Dirty?" Qin Wuque lowered his head and looked carefully at her still white and tender hands.

"You don't think the inside of those gloves was clean, do you?" The girl glanced at him.

"It has been worn by so many people, most of whom are men. Men's hands sweat more than women's. So many people's sweat is trapped in it. In addition, it is approaching summer, and the dirt in the gloves is further fermented. The number of bacteria per square centimeter is many times more than that of the toilet at home. Putting your hands in that thing is just like touching the inner wall of a toilet in a public toilet. So when you handed me the gloves, I even suspected that you were deliberately disgusting me."

Qin Wuque scratched his head: "For some reason, I seem to vaguely see green smoke rising from your hand..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl jumped up lightly on the spot and wiped his hand heavily with an expressionless face.

……

The beverage vending machine is located just at the corner of the passage not far from the restroom, opposite the coin-operated public telephone. The restroom is a little further along the passage.

Qin Wuque could vaguely smell the air freshener wafting from the restroom not far ahead while standing in front of the vending machine.

I don’t know why vending machines are set up in such places. Is it so that people can replenish water in time after the gates are opened?

Qin Wuque thought about it while taking out a few Japanese yen coins from his pocket and said to the two girls, "By the way, what would you like to drink?"

"Just get me a cup of hot cocoa, please." Mingmei smiled warmly.

"I want iced coffee." Huihara Ai said lightly.

"Iced coffee? Want iced coffee?" Qin Wuque looked at this health guru who usually pays attention to an absolutely reasonable diet with a little surprise.

"Why? If you think I'll have menstrual cramps in my current body, then I suggest you go online and check out the age at which girls become fertile."

Huihara Ai added, "Of course, whether or not the FBI will come to your door because the content of your search is too dangerous is none of my business."

"..." Qin Wuque silently made an OK gesture.

As a few coins were put into the coin slot, the entire vending machine suddenly lit up and switched from standby mode to working mode.

He first ordered Mingmei's hot cocoa and Shirley's iced coffee, then thought about it and ordered a can of iced oolong tea for himself.

Three cans of different beverages immediately plopped into the delivery port.

Just as Qin Wuque bent down to get the drink, a slightly heavy, inconsistent and somewhat familiar sound of footsteps suddenly came from a distance.

The old boss of Los Santos subconsciously raised his head and took a look, but unexpectedly found that the person who came was Tequila, whom he had accidentally seen in the front desk lobby before, with a heavy briefcase in his hand.

But compared to the Tequila who walked everywhere with his head held high and never took others seriously nearly two months ago, the current Tequila looks a little embarrassed.

Not only was his leg lame, but even his former arrogant attitude was gone.

It's like being a corporate dog who has been deprived of his full body prosthesis and has had his last bit of surplus value squeezed out of him.

But as a former key member of the organization's executive department and a killer, his perception has not degenerated.

Almost at the same moment that Qin Wuque discovered him, Tequila also saw Qin Wuque bending over to pick up a drink from the vending machine.

The two looked at each other speechless.

One is the person whose leg was broken, and the other is the person who broke the leg of the person whose leg was broken.

Qin Wuque's hands paused for a moment, and he only took out the can of iced coffee from the delivery opening, leaving the other two cans of drinks inside. He changed his posture from facing the customer to leaning back, covering the delivery opening with a casual posture, opened the lid of the can, took a sip, and began to look up and down at the tequila with a scrutinizing gaze.

But when his eyes fell on the briefcase in Tequila's hand, he inevitably froze for a moment.

Because right on the side of the briefcase, there was the logo of the Mantangtang Company.

Qin Wuque almost spit out a mouthful of coffee from his nostrils.

"No way, Tequila! Are you so poor that you have to steal the briefcases of other company employees to make a living?!"

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Chapter 163 Power and Strength

"VINO..."

Tequila lowered his voice, and his expression was not pretty.