It is possible that a child was summoned this time and the other party will be summoned to the other party next time, and the other party is already an adult.

This kind of summoning is passive and uncontrollable. The person summoned may appear at zero o'clock in a certain day without warning, just like gin.

But as the owner of this book, Mingjue can also initiate an independent summon.

But this summoning is also uncertain, especially now that the books now have no energy, no one knows who will summon.

Although the time is still zero, the location can be controlled.

Mingjue can directly summon the summoned person into the basement and lock the other party up whenever there is danger.

Since only the energy generated when gin comes, the function of activation of the book is limited, and there is no independent consciousness, many things need to be explored step by step by step by step.

As of now, Gin returned to the original world, the power of time and space that was scattered, and the power of time and space that summoned a person to overflow, can barely make all people or things who have been in contact with Gin blur their memories of him.

This is because there are not many people who have been in contact with Gin. If Gin accidentally appears on the Internet and is watched by the public, the energy consumed to blur all of them will be huge.

"It seems that there is only one more person to summon..." Ming Jue stood up, rubbed his aching head, and was forced to accept this choice.

However, he was not in a hurry to summon it now. In a few days, he would clean up the basement first and replace the rusty old iron door with a soundproof door. This would greatly prevent anyone from hearing the sound from the basement.

"Oh, I have to work again..."

Three days later.

Ming Jue was in his basement and took out a pistol from Gin, turned off the insurance to avoid fire, and inserted it around his waist and covered it with clothes.

During these three days, he roughly prepared the basement.

The rusty iron door was replaced with a thicker soundproof door, and an empty room was tidied up, and a simple single bed and bedding were placed.

The iron gate with grids made of the door of the empty room allows Mingjue to see the situation inside even outside the door.

Because the circuit has not had time to rectify, the old light bulbs used were still used. The yellowed light made this empty room look particularly depressing. With the iron door and iron rack bed, it looked no different from a prison.

In order to avoid summoning another accident like gin this time, he made multiple preparations this time.

Gin's electric stun gun, stick, gun, and all he could use were with him just in case.

Thanks to the equipment contributed by Gin, it would have been not so easy for him to do these prohibited items.

Ming Jue naturally did not intend to lock people in this small basement room. As a good citizen, he had a friendly attitude towards visitors from another world. It was because Gin gave him too much shadow, which forced him to make such preparations.

As time approached twelve o'clock little by little, Mingjue became more and more nervous.

Almost stared at the room in front of him through the iron door.

Finally, as the pointer reached 12 o'clock, a blonde man with his back facing him and holding a tray suddenly appeared in the empty room.

Without any special effects or any signs, a living person appeared.

Unlike his ignorance when the first time Gin came, this time he watched the other person appear with his own eyes.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be amazed when he saw such a scene.

But compared to Ming Jue's amazement, there was a person who was particularly confused at this time.

Tomo Amuro was very confused, very confused.

He was working in a Western restaurant. He had just taken the food from the kitchen and prepared to deliver it to the table. As soon as he walked through the kitchen door, he had inexplicably arrived at such a completely different place from a Western restaurant.

He rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had hallucinations that he had been under too much pressure recently and was too tired from work.

But who would have thought that no matter how many times he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, the scene in front of him had not changed at all.

The yellowed, worn and grayed out, moldy walls, cold and simple iron beds, and yellowed lights are not Western restaurants no matter how you look at them.

Instead of walking around to check the environment as soon as possible, he thought about it carefully.

Logically speaking, if someone knocks himself out and transports him to this place, he will not be unaware of it, and no one has any reason to do this.

He has just joined the organization for a while, and his identity information is very good, without any loopholes. Now he is just an insignificant marginal figure in the organization. It is logical that it is impossible to attract anyone's attention to a small person like him.

Moreover, he did not just work in a Western restaurant, but took on tasks to collect information.

The mission goal is to come to this Western restaurant to eat, and applying for a waiter can make you feel good about contact with the other party.

When you master the food that the other party often eats, it is easy to start with the food and achieve some goals.

However, his mission is not to solve the goal, it is just to collect intelligence.

Could it be that something went wrong on the other side that led to someone knowing his identity?

Anmu's brow frowned into the character "chuan", and he couldn't figure it out.

Just then, he heard the sound, the sound coming from behind him.

"Hello, a friend from another world."

Anmuro turned around and a cold sweat broke out in his body.

Because the scene changed too magically, he did not have any extra mind to check the surrounding environment and did not find any personal existence.

He turned around and saw an iron door.

Behind the iron gate is a man.

The dim lights sprinkled from the man's head, and large shadows were printed on his face. The barriers of the railings made Amuro unable to see his face clearly.

At first glance, it looks like the guard of this prison.

"Who are you?"

Amuro noticed something strange, but he couldn't figure out what the strange thing was.

"My name is Mingjue, the one who summons you from your world."

Although I don’t know how the other party came here, except for the lack of a magic circle, it really looks like a summoning.

"My world..." Amuro's pupils shrank, and he finally realized something was wrong.

It was obvious that this person was speaking a language he had never heard before, but he understood it instantly!

This is not right, this is not right.

Thinking of what the other party just said, a bold and terrifying guess emerged in my mind.

His face changed color and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

He is not an ordinary person, but a policeman who has accepted the task and invaded the terrorist criminal gang!

Others can disappear, but they must not!

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ps:

How to say it? I saw someone saying that I didn’t know what I was writing and what purpose it was.

I'll say something here.

What I wrote is a group portrait.

Seeing many people traveling to the world of Conan, I want to write about people traveling to our world.

Different characters' different reactions after they arrive in our world, the protagonist's various response measures, either fighting wits and courage, or warm daily life, and occasionally some refreshing socialist transformations~

There are hundreds of interpretations of Conan’s case, but the interaction of characters is what I think is the core highlight.

The book has only written 20 chapters, and it can be said that the beginning of a long book has not been completed. The protagonist's purpose is currently to collect energy and cure his legs.

(I have written clearly why they come through energy. If you ignore it, you can look forward)

This is the early stage. After contacting various characters, the protagonist will grow and his mentality will grow, from a transition from passive acceptance to active change.

A butterfly flapping its wings may set off a large storm. When people from different periods of time come, the storm that sets off after they go back must be huge, and the changes to the plot will also be huge.

These characters will not come here only once. As the energy gradually becomes sufficient, the protagonist can also update synchronously to see the changes in Conan's world.
Chapter completed!