[Conan] Days at the Distillery Technical School

Vacation is wonderful, especially when you can stay in a warm house in cold weather, type your beloved code, and smell the aroma from the kitchen while waiting for delicious food to be served.

Fujima Satoshi stood up and walked to the kitchen.

I looked out the window and saw that it was snowing.

She suddenly remembered that during her vacation, someone took away her top spot on the "Most Hardworking" list and became No. 1 in Trojan Horse Village Apartment.

Rye whiskey, I went out to do the task before dawn this morning.

He is very hardworking, even harder than her to some extent.

After all, her pure wheat code name was obtained by studying, while his rye code name was obtained by doing real tasks.

Inexplicably depressed.

Are you not tired, Zhu Xingda?With blood on your hands, doesn't your conscience ache?

This thought only stayed for two or three seconds.She followed the aroma to the kitchen.

It's better to treat the virtuous senior better.

...

Zhu Xingda stood in the snow. Although it had not been snowing for long, a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground. Bright red blood flowed down his drooping arms and cuffs, and was blown by the cold wind. A layer of dry skin flowed down the veins on the back of the hand, falling drop by drop into the snow.

In winter, many non-mandatory missions were left unclaimed, and many members of the code name went to tropical regions for vacation. He just took advantage of this opportunity to catch the leak, and rushed from here to there day and night like a robot.

His eyes fell on his injured arm, and then on the pure white snow with bright red plum blossoms blooming.

Clean up the scene, erase all traces of him, together with the snow—this is what he thought when he was slightly dizzy in front of his eyes.

...

"Give me the strawberry," Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Okay, here we come!" She handed him the washed strawberry plate.

The bright red strawberries are trapped in the white and soft yogurt, creating a strong visual contrast.

She couldn't help but said, "Lvchuan, I'm well supported."

"Even if I eat bibimbap with soy sauce all year long, I'm fine." She looked up at him, "You don't need to work so hard to make tricks every day..."

"I know," Zhu Fu Jingguang put the spoon into the cup, and handed her the fruit yogurt cup, "Let's have some dessert before dinner."

He laughed and said, "Did you know? There is a kind of people in the world, they feel that cooking is very happy, and sharing the prepared food with others will make them happier—"

"Unfortunately, I am this kind of person." He wiped the moisture from his hands, smiled and touched her head.

I sent some of the food I bought to the landlord's family.

I kept some for Toru Amuro who was still at work.

As for Zhu Xingda...

She looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang with a questioning look.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was silent for a while, and said: "You just make the decision."

She nodded.

...

The snow fell harder.

She tied up the scarf, and when she put on the knitted hat, she suddenly remembered the guy who wore the knitted hat all year round.

...does he have to wear two tops when it's cold?

The snow-covered ground is no longer suitable for running up and down like a monkey. It’s no longer enough to grab the balcony or climb over the fence. Tomo Fujima obediently went up and down the stairs, obediently walked from the gate, and obediently stepped on the ground step by step. in the snow.

To return the books borrowed from the library, she chose to walk home.

On the road, I met a pair of troubled brothers who were pushing the motorcycle and cursing: "Baga!"

"How can someone ride a motorcycle around when it's snowing!"

"Who knew it would snow today!"

"Don't you read the weather forecast, you idiot!"

"...I just look at the weather sister, who cares about the weather..."

"Besides, we are violent. The Zou clan is coming, don't you ride a motorcycle..."

When the talking yellow-haired youth turned his head, he happened to see the big sister on the side of the road looking at them with an indescribable expression on her head.

He froze.

"Hey, don't be lazy, Baga!" His companion, a young man with a short hair, raised his head, followed his line of sight, and froze in the same style.

"What a coincidence..."

Fujima Satoshi also thought it was a coincidence, how many times have you met this pair of troubled brothers?Oh, the third time.

She stepped forward: "Want to help? It seems that you are not very strong."

The inch-cut youth felt insulted, and when he wanted to refute, the yellow-haired youth hit him with a chestnut.

The yellow-haired young man smiled obsequiously: "Yes, it's so miserable, it suddenly snowed while riding a motorcycle, and he fell off the car hard!"

"It's just that the motorcycle can fall better than me, and it fell on me..."

The inch-cut youth pushed the yellow-haired youth: "Hey, it's too exaggerated!"

What kind of motorcycle will fall, and it didn't fall at all, okay?It's just the tires slipping, so I almost stabilized it, okay?We can't just sell that for a little profit.

The eldest sister really stepped forward very righteously: "I will come and I will come, and you two will follow behind."

The face of the yellow-haired young man was about to bloom: "Big Sister is in a good mood today!"

Fujima Satoshi helped them push the motorcycle: "Very good."

As if to be sure, he said it again: "I'm in a good mood."

Senior cooks a delicious lunch, can you be in a bad mood?

"Why are you always riding around on your motorcycle?" she asked, "And don't you wear helmets?"

Two young people pushed the motorcycle behind: "Because it's violent. The pride of the Zou clan!"

violent.Zouzu is a group of young people who like to modify motorcycles and cars, and also like to drive dangerously. They belong to Bao.The force group belongs to violence.force group.grassroots.organize.

She was puzzled: "Is the motorcycle fun?"

The two young people chirped and introduced to her the top ten advantages of their lover's motorcycle.

Fujima Satoshi felt it was quite fresh, touched the handlebar of the motorcycle, and then touched the dial.

There are quite a few members in the organization who like to use motorcycles for missions. For example, Belmode, with his blond hair tossed and a helmet on, is really handsome.

"Big sister, do you want to learn?" the yellow-haired youth asked.

Her: "Maybe."

... just got together the money to get my own hands.gun.and spy.hit.gun.People who don't deserve to bring up the topic of motorcycles/cars.

Take two violent.After the young people from the Zou tribe were sent to an intersection, she bid them farewell.

A few days ago, when I was learning parkour, I was almost familiar with the streets of Mihua Town, and I no longer needed to use the navigation to know the direction to go home.

She was at the intersection, waiting for the red light to jump.

The snow is getting heavier.

The visible silence was dazzlingly white.

At the opposite intersection, a familiar person came over and stopped at the intersection to wait for the red light to turn. He seemed a little weak, and his footsteps were a little unsteady in the snow.

What a coincidence...

Those two storms.Are the young people from the Zou clan hooked up with Zhu Xingda?

I don't know if it's an illusion, but every time I meet those two young people, I will meet Zhu Xingda in the next second.

The snow on the road was run over by the wheels. It was not very clean, and it was covered with wheel creases.

He was only wearing a shirt sweater and a jacket outside. The jacket didn't seem to be the one he wore in the morning. There was a trace of tiredness on his handsome face, and the snow-covered trees behind him set off his desolate and chilling atmosphere.

He was also looking at her across the road.

The red light turned into a green light.

He tried to take a step, but was a little shaky, and she ran quickly across the road, holding him up before he fell.

"What's the matter, Master Zhu Xing?"

She pulled his arm around her shoulders so his weight could rest on hers.

Zhu Xingda was injured, because it was a solo task, and the scene had to be cleaned up after the task was completed, the wound was not treated in time, and some lost too much blood—that's all.

"Did you go the wrong way?" She felt strange, obviously the way home was going in the direction she was going, how could he go in the opposite direction to her.

Zhu Xingda didn't speak, he turned his head and smelled the smell of ice and snow on her body, looking at the snow falling on the knitted hat she was wearing, she should have walked in the snow for a long time.

As for going the wrong way? ... originally wanted to turn around, but saw her across the road, so my heart moved, and I waited for the red light at the intersection with her.

"Is there really no need to go to the hospital?" she asked.

He shook his head.

...In fact, he wasn't injured that badly at all, just slightly dizzy from blood loss.

... The unsteady standing just now was just a fake move he made temporarily.

Just to lie to her and let her come over and help her.

Maybe this is called misery?

He leaned his head on her shoulder and touched her head lightly.

This kind of intimacy made the heavy heart feel better in his heart, because the cold feeling brought by the blood loss and the snow also melted away and became warmer.

Fujima Satoshi brought such a large wounded home with half-carrying and half-supporting, and kept feeding him a little snacks along the way, so that he could at least supplement a little nutrition.

...

"I left something delicious for you." When he got home, Fujima Tomo put the three egg tarts he had specially left at noon in a paper bag and put them on the table in Zhuxing's big room.

He was taking off his coat and turned his head: "Thank you, Pure Wheat."

Pure wheat?

She didn't respond, and asked in confusion: "Who is it?"

Apart from the two of them, there is sei in this room?

Zhu Xingda smiled lightly: "Single MaltWhisky, don't you remember your code name?"

Fujima Satoshi remembered his super long code name: "I haven't adapted yet."

... After taking the code name, she was on vacation. No one called her that at all, but "Fujima" and "Xiaozhi".

She glanced at him, his complexion was cold and fair, but his face became even paler after this, and she couldn't help suggesting: "Come to my house for dinner, Luchuan and Amuro are here."

...

When the body is weak, the will is also weak.

I don't know if it was because of this reason, Zhu Xingda actually agreed, he accommodated the voice in his head.

Knowing that he was not liked by those two people, he still joined the "Winter Dinner" with a thick skin.

The atmosphere at the scene was really not very good.

"Sit down, don't move around," Fujima Satoshi pressed down Zhuxing who wanted to stand up, "Take a good rest."

Toru Amuro gave Zhu Xingda a sharp eye.

When she walked into the kitchen, Zhu Xingda replied to Anshi in a flat voice: "She invited me to dinner."

Amuro said nothing.

In order to take better care of the wounded, Fujima Satoshi took the initiative to sit next to Zhu Xingda, causing the other two men who had not yet been seated to pause at the same time.

An Shitou raised his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Zhu Xingda's green eyes sweeping over him calmly and provocatively, and then Zhu Fu Jingguang.

... rye whiskey, wait.

"Xiaozhi, help me untie my apron." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and walked in front of her.

"Okay!" She reached out to untie her apron.

Unbuttoning the apron, Zhu Fu Jingguang turned around, stretched out his arms naturally, and said with a smile, "Hug."

She was also very conscious, stood up and gave him a big hug: "Thank you, Luchuan!"

The interaction between the two is so familiar that Amuro Toru feels chilled.

His younger brother and his younger generation have gotten a little too close recently... These two have their own xenophobic aura when they get together, and the aura of a young couple is bling bling.

Wait... young couple? !

What words flew through his mind just now?

Toru Amuro didn't feel anything else, only chilling and heavy.

...It's time to talk to Hiro about this matter, we can't let these two go on like this, Hiro's temptation.The tendency to abduction is becoming more and more obvious.

"I'm gonna start now!"

"I'm gonna start now."

"I'm gonna start now."

"I'm gonna start now."

Fujima Satoshi was eating seriously, but suddenly he heard Zhu Xingda humming softly, and put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Are you all right, what's the matter?"

He looked sideways at her: "It's okay, I accidentally pulled the wound."

...Why are they selling so badly?

Toru Amuro silently increased his grip on the chopsticks.

Fujima Satoshi looked at him suspiciously, he didn't look like he was okay, he frowned in pain.

"Is there really no need to go to the hospital?" she asked.

Zhu Xing said no.

She gave an "oh" in doubt.

Zhu Xingda felt that her skeptical look of wanting to believe but couldn't believe it was very cute, and thought it was very funny, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

His heart moved, and finally he couldn't resist the bad idea of ​​teasing her.

His figure was crooked, Teng Jianzhi quickly caught him, and kindly said: "Hey, if you feel tired, you can use me as a handrail!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang and Amuro Toru stopped holding the chopsticks at the same time.

Whiskey rye, that effeminate feint of yours is so handy.

The author has something to say:

[Xiuyi version of other people's children] Others enter the winery step by step, Xiuyi, look at it, you will only be jealous, and the tea in the tea is the No. 1 seller!Oh, that other person is your future wife, that’s okay, husband is worth more than wife, I can understand.

[Jing Guang's version of other people's children] Others are also undercover, Jing Guang, you are also undercover, but what did you do?You see you can only play tricks!Oh, that other person is yours... that's all right.

[Zero and zero version of other people's children] Some people have a crazy career line (specially refers to curly hair), some people pass through the love line (specially refers to knitted hats), and some people have full family and friendship lines (specially refers to cats and cats), what about you?Why do you not know what to do, the Shura field can only stare blankly!

(Ling Ling’s grievance: Ling Ling works part-time every day, where does he have time?)