Although these two people were not very supportive, Ming Jue still tried his best to finish the cg directed by him.

"Then you will stay here for ten days, and after ten days you will return to your original world."

The golden light ball in his hand slowly rotated, and the other light ball seemed to have stopped running, stagnating.

There was a change of day and night on the golden light ball. After ten days and nights, the two beams of light returned to their original positions and the world began to rotate again.

"The time flow rate in our two worlds is not waiting. After you go back, you are still in your original place and in your original place. No one will notice your departure."

Conan dragged his chin to ponder. This was his usual attitude to think, "That is to say, the ten days of our lives here may only be 1 second for our own world..."

Ming Jue snapped his fingers, "That's right, but the time flow rate on both sides is not equal. But for you, the ten days here are limited to 001 seconds."

The two worlds are not in the same dimension, or even in the dimension again, so time cannot be calculated.

Mingjue summoned them over and was more like a hand stretching down from the high dimension, twisting them briefly from the low dimension to the high dimension.

I don’t understand the specific operation of Mingjue, it’s very mysterious anyway.

"It seems that we can only stay here for ten days." Zhu Fu Jingguang quickly accepted the status quo, put the knife that chiseled an ice hockey into his pocket, gently bit off the thick gloves with his teeth, and then put the gloves into the belt, reaching out to Mingjue.

"Hello, please take care of me in the next ten days."

Ming Jue reached out and grabbed his hand, and the two of them had a brief contact with each other and then separated, "You're welcome."

Conan did not want to accept the reality that suddenly appeared at Mingjue's house, but it was not something he could not accept if he didn't accept it.

Since staying here for ten days is equivalent to 001 seconds, he will reluctantly accept it.

It's so good that he can also ask Conan directly about Belmode. It's so painful to see anyone like a bad person.

He followed suit, "Brother Mingjue, please take care of him."

It’s a pity that he is too short and needs to squat down to hold his hand tomorrow.

After a brief greeting to Ming Jue, Conan looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang.

In addition to Mingjue, there is also Mr. Mizukawa, who is also a person who will live together.

I don’t know if there are any other family members in Mingjue’s family. He just took a quick look at the entire living room. There were no feminine items, and no one else should have lived with him.

I don’t know if his family has special abilities like him…

"Hello, Mr. Midogawa. My name is Conan Edogawa. I'll ask you for advice in ten days."

Instead of reaching out his hand like he did to Mingjue, he bowed.

He and Ming Jue are also considered familiars, and this Mizuka Hiroshi is a completely stranger.

Judging from the outfit, the original tools and ice hockey in hand, this person should be a bartender.

It's easy to get along with when you look at it.

Zhu Fu Jingguang also replied with a gift, "Children Edogawa, please give me some advice."

"Little kid, how old are you? Aren't you afraid to come here suddenly?"

As a policeman, he upholds the good moral character of being enthusiastic about helping others and caring for the elderly and young.

He doesn't have to worry about being found strange in this strange world.

Only then did Conan remember that when he just came over, he was a little too calm when he came over. He didn't look like a child, so he quickly made up for it.

"Six years old. I know Brother Mingjue, I'm not afraid." He scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

"Just not be afraid..."

I don’t know if it was Conan’s remedy, or if Zhu Fu Jingguang didn’t doubt him at all, and he was soon fooled by Conan.

After dealing with Zhu Fu Jingguang, Conan asked Mingjue: "Brother Mingjue, do you have any other living in your home? Will it be inconvenient for us to come here?"

Ming Jue smiled and said, "No, I live alone, you don't have to worry about not being used to living, just treat this place as your own home."

Zhu Fu Jingguang had known that he lived alone for a long time, and compared to these, he was more curious about this world.

He threw the ice hockey into the trash can, walked to the balcony, and opened the curtains.

He just saw the time in the living room clock, and it is now 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Although it was already midnight, the sky outside did not look like it was midnight.

There is a shallow layer of light in the sky. You can see the tall buildings in the distance from afar, with gorgeous light strips constantly wandering among the buildings.

He watched, Ming Jue and Conan also walked over.

Ming Jue pulled the curtains because he was worried that someone would see two people appearing out of thin air at his house. Now that they have come, it is natural that nothing else has to do.

Conan held the railing and looked out on tiptoe.

The balcony is made of brick walls, so he needs to tiptoe to see outside, which is very unfriendly to him.

"It's too late now. If you want to show up, I'll take you out to play tomorrow."

"Um."

Conan still has a lot of curiosity about the world about Ming Jue, and he still has plenty of time to explore and is not in a hurry to do this.

"Let's rest first. If I need to wash, I have some clothes to change here."

Ming Jue's eyes fell on Conan, "I don't have this model of yours. If you want to change it, you can only buy it tomorrow."

The clothes that Xiaolan wore were too big for him, otherwise he could use Xiaolan's clothes to make do with them.

He might be happy to know that it was Xiaolan who passed it through it.

Conan originally wanted to wash up, but after all, he sweated during the day, but Ming Jue said so, so he just did it.

Ming Jue signaled that Zhu Fu Jingguang could take his own actions, and then took Conan to a room.

Unscrew the door and turned on the lights on the wall, so tidy that the somewhat empty room was exposed in front of Conan.

"You'll sleep here in the past ten days, and you've changed your quilts and pillows."

Conan walked in and took a look. At the entrance, there was a single bed, a desk, a bedside table, and a wardrobe. Except for a pot of cactus on the desk, the whole room was clean.

He was about to say something, but when he saw Ming Jue blinking mysteriously, "Tell you quietly that this is Xiaolan's room once!"

After being interrupted by him, Conan's face turned strangely red and forgot what he wanted to ask.

Mingjue patted his shoulder, "Okay, please do whatever you want, just come to me."

Seeing that Ming Jue was out, Conan went straight to the closet.

There are a few pieces of clothes hanging in the wardrobe, and the colors are all women's clothes.

If Ming Jue hadn't just said that Xiaolan had lived here, he would probably think it would be the clothes of a sister of Ming Jue.
Chapter completed!