[Conan] Days at the Distillery Technical School

In the early morning, the long-haired man stands in front of the sink, shaves in front of the mirror, calmly applies foam, and holds a razor blade in his hand to stroke along the foam bit by bit.

He suddenly noticed movement outside, so he turned his head away.

"What's the matter, Junmai?" Seeing Teng Jianzhi standing outside as if facing the wall, he asked.

The little curly hair poked his head slightly: "You continue, you continue."

"Are you waiting for me?" Zhu Xing asked.

She chuckled: "Let's talk after you finish shaving, don't scratch yourself."

The corners of his lips curled up slightly.

In fact, from many details, single malt whiskey is a very polite and considerate person.

It's strange, he obviously shouldn't be interested in a natural killer, but he always subconsciously feels that she is not like this, even...

The strong sense of attraction and resonance she brought to him often made him doubt himself.

And this unconscious attraction reached its peak when she saw her desperate to save others.

After washing off the foam around his chin, Zhu Xing turned around and said, "Okay."

The little curly pokes his head again: "Rye, about a hundred meals..."

"It's unnecessary," he said.

Fujima Satoshi fell into a state of poverty again, and he couldn't do that again.

Little Curly has obviously been up for a long time, and there are still some curly hair on his head, which is messy.

She: "I will do what I say, but the time limit will be longer, maybe three to five years..."

Zhu Xingda fell silent suddenly.

His face was sharp in the light of the bathroom light.

"It's not necessary," he rolled his Adam's apple, and after emphasizing it again, he issued an order to evict the guest.

The little curly hair rubbed the raised hair on the top of his head, said "oh", then turned and left.

Zhu Xing closed the bathroom door.

He propped his hands on the sink, facing the mirror, his chest heaved slightly, and the thick brows of the person in the mirror frowned, cold and aloof.

It is unnecessary.

He has been secretly preparing a plan recently, and soon, he will implement the plan and start the first step...

Not three or five years.

Zhu Xingda closed his eyes.

... But he didn't know what to do with her.

...

It's good that there is no agreement on a hundred meals - after all, she has to support one more person now.

Fujima Satoshi returned to her room, Curacao was waiting for her.

Seeing her come back, Curacao said, "Xiaozhi, your hair is a bit messy, can I tidy it up for you?"

She smiled: "Thank you!"

The silver-haired woman with different pupils stood up and reached out to help her tidy up the messy hair on her head.

"Today I'm going to meet my students," said Fujima Satoshi, "Do you want to go together? Or rest at home?"

Curacao paused: "Together."

Curacao doesn't have much to do here.

After she lost her memory, Xiao Zhijiang was the only one by her side.

But Fujima Satoshi didn't expect that the atmosphere when her subordinates met with her students was not very good.

Shui Wurena is quite natural when getting along with her. Although she doesn't talk much, she doesn't seem like a stuffy jar. After all, she is a broadcasting host. On the contrary, she can be felt in a few words. Mind.

On the other hand, Curaçao, because of his own personality and amnesia, speaks much less densely, and his expression is much more ruthless.

Rena Mizuna is undergoing daily combat training.

"Curacao's skill is very good, do you want to try it?" Fujima Satoshi asked.

Previously, he only served as Minzumu Rena's sniper.She is the combat instructor, but after a long time, she will also teach her some other aspects, such as fighting occasionally.

Rena Mizumu's skill is also quite good, but she still lacks some "ruthlessness" in terms of strength.

After all, Fujima Satoshi didn't really kill people.Mad Demon, she also doesn't want her students to become "ruthless", so she didn't mention this point. She only reminded when giving instructions: "Don't hesitate like this in front of Gin."

Rena Mizumu once asked her: "Why?"

She was silent for a moment: "...I don't really want you to die."

This is true for Zhu Xingda, and it is also true for Shui Wuliannai.

And Curacao's skills are more ruthless that Shui Wurenai does not have, and even Zhu Xing does not have her cruel killing move.

Zhu Xingda...

She remembered that when he was training with Zhu Xing, he showed more strength and skills as a professional fighter, but Curacao's shots were more "killing. Skills".

"Curaçao, don't use this action next time." Fujima Satoshi once mentioned this when facing Curacao.

Now when two people are fighting, she reminded again: "Curaçao, don't use ultimate moves."

Curacao nodded.

On the training grounds, the black-haired woman and the silver-haired woman fought together. The silver-haired woman had the upper hand, and sometimes she realized that she had shot too hard and stopped suddenly.

After the competition, Fujima Tomo distributed small snacks to the two: "This is for you, Mizuna", "This is for you, Curacao."

One protein bar per person, fair enough.

She saw that Reina Mizumu was in a bad mood, so she found a reason to call her aside, and patted her on the shoulder: "It's all right, you're more about intelligence, you're already very good."

Mizuruna shook her head, looked up at her: "I just... don't like Curacao very much."

what?

Fujima Tomomi was stunned: "Huh?"

Rena Mizumura showed a helpless smile: "Sorry, this is just my personal emotion."

Junmai is very different from Curaçao, and Rena Mizumu didn't understand why Junmai would find Curaçao as his subordinate, she felt a little regretful.

She didn't know whether she was afraid that the pure wheat would be biased by Curacao, or...

In other words, she clearly wanted to become Chunmai's subordinate.

Fujima Satoshi didn't understand what she was thinking, and thought she really couldn't agree with Curacao on "personal feelings", so he didn't force him, took out beef jerky from his pocket and stuffed it for her: "The protein bar is sweet and sweet. , or do you need salty beef jerky?"

Mizuruna smiled, and accepted the snacks she stuffed.

In the beginning, Shui Wu didn't have the habit of collecting snacks, and she even felt a little inexplicable, but after a long time, she thought it would be nice to get some snacks from her instructor, for example, to see what novel flavors the instructor brought today Small snacks for such boring fun.

On the way home with Tomo Fujima and Curacao, remembering that he had given Mizuno some food just now, he gave Curacao all the fruit candies left in his pocket.

Danshui Master Tomo Fujima, that's right.

"Do you like drawing?" Fujima Satoshi asked her.

"Why do you ask that?" Curacao was at a loss.

Tomo Fujima: "Your memory medium is the five-color card, isn't it?"

Curacao looked a little lonely: "...I don't want to restore my memory."

Single malt whiskey has helped her get her past out of others, but she hasn't recovered her memory yet.Just hearing people talk about her past made her feel heartbroken. If she regained her memory...

"Besides, if I recover my memory, I won't be able to live." Curacao said calmly.

She remembered things that were not good for the organization, and amnesia saved her. Although she is now working under Chunmai, Chunmai is not a senior cadre of the organization after all. If she recovers her memory, she may be implicated.

Little Curly waved his hand: "No, I didn't mean that, I thought you would like the arrangement and combination of colors, and I'm going to buy you coloring. Game books... to kill time..."

For example, "Secret.Garden" this coloring.game book.

Curacao: "..."

Then she laughed, the first time the silver-haired woman with different pupils really bent her eyes and smiled: "Okay."

Curacao was seriously injured after falling off the cliff, and the possibility of recovering her memory is almost zero, which is why the organization can safely let her be Chunmai's subordinate.

...

Back home, when Tomo Fujima checked his mailbox, he found that he had received a reply from Zhu Fu Jingguang.

[The police officer in Nagano Prefecture... that is very likely to be my brother, his name is Takaaki Morofu—Hiro] [This is his photo, can you take a look? ——Hiro]

The man in the photo had a fair and delicate face, and he was indeed the policeman who stopped her at the Nagano border that day.

Fujima was silent.

That's why police officer Zhu Fu let her go.

She replied: [Please thank brother Gao Ming for me, thank him for letting me go!Please tell him that I carried one in the car that day.spy.hit.When I got out of the car, I put the gun on my body.rai.The tower is placed in the side pocket of the seat, and there are three spare bombs.Box, I am indeed afraid.terror.Molecule, if you encounter a case next time, just arrest me when you need it (surrender)—Xiaozhi] She finds it contradictory and amazing.

The police should handle cases impartially and impartially, this is the principle.

The police are undercover to eradicate gangsters.evil.Power deserves the cooperation of colleagues, which is also a principle.

So what should the police do if they encountered an undercover murderer in the process of handling the case?Is there a dereliction of duty between the undercover police officer and the police?Whose dereliction of duty is the better course of action?

This is a philosophical question.

While muttering in her heart, she silently tapped the empty bowl with her knuckles, and walked downstairs with the empty bowl in her arms.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Xingda was standing by the stairs, as if he was waiting for someone, when he saw her going downstairs, he stretched out his hand and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

Fujima Satoshi, who was holding an empty bowl and was hungry, was a little flattered: "Really?"

He smiled softly: "Is there any benefit in lying to you?"

"You were waiting for me?" she asked.

He was silent for a moment before answering: "Yes."

Zhu Xing had figured out that she must be hungry, so he came here to wait for her.

"Thank you."

Zhu Xingda originally reached out to hold her hand, but she didn't hold it, so he put it down.

Fujima Satoshi put the empty bowl in his hand in the kitchen: "Can Curacao come with you?" She now has a little follower behind her, and of course she has to ask her a question about everything.

Zhu Xingda: "No."

"Then I'll send her a message and ask her to eat together when Amuro comes back."

"...You care about her very much." For some reason, there was some inexplicable meaning mixed in.

"Of course she saved me."

"what about me?"

Zhu Xingda's sudden question made her stunned. She stopped in the middle of typing the message, raised her head and looked at him.

Zhu Xingda also saved her more than once.

When the four eyes meet, it seems that the scales of the fish are being turned, and it is like a small hook is gently scratching.

What about him?What about the stars?

She looked away sadly, not looking at those green eyes full of complicated emotions: "...I will love you too."

It's not that you don't care, it's that you don't dare to care.

Curacao is now pure white paper, and Zhuxingda...

"No need." His tone was cold.

Her gaze returned to the phone, and she finished typing calmly: "Let's go."

Sensing that she was sad, he unexpectedly felt the pleasure of revenge for no reason, but——

If you kill one hundred enemies, you will lose three thousand.

Fujima Satoshi did not expect that Zhuxing Conference would order a fugu set meal, one set meal for each person.But after all, Japanese puffer fish are handled by qualified puffer fish handlers, and safety is guaranteed.

However, she always felt cheated.

Today seems to be a grand banquet.

"It's very similar to you." Zhu Xingda looked at the fried puffer fish and smiled faintly.

Varied……

Fujima Tomo swallowed the words silently.

How does fried puffer fish look like her? !

She is safe, non-toxic and harmless, and will not be fried in a frying pan, please know.

After eating and paying the bill and leaving, the two walked side by side on the street.

In the somewhat cool night wind, the deep magnetic voice of the person next to him said: "Will you be schizophrenic while killing people while saving them?"

Teng Jianzhi's whole body stretched like a bow: she said it was a grand banquet.

"No." Then she added: "It's the same when you kill people and save people at the same time."

"It's different," Zhu Xing said coldly.

There is a difference between saving people who are related to you - saving people who are not related to you.

Just as being "forced" to kill for one's own interests (even if not one's own, but for the legitimate interests of others) - being forced to kill for the benefit of souls you have never met, for the benefit of the wider human race, is different, the same reason.

He was asking about the inconsistency of firefighters and killers.

She was speechless, and saw the taiyaki shop at the intersection: "I'm a little hungry again, I'll go and buy some taiyaki."

"I want milk and egg flavors." She paused, "Six."

Pass one of the paper bags to Zhu Xingda.

Sitting together on the bench outside the store, the smell of burnt batter shell and the aroma of milk and eggs permeated the hazy night.

Somewhat subtle.

Three years ago, when they met for the second time, they were at the door of this taiyaki restaurant, and she offered to share a taiyaki with him.

Neither of them spoke, as if realizing that something important was going to happen in the near future.

...

Coincidentally, the next day, rye whiskey and single malt whiskey received the same task email.

[Single malt whiskey for the poorest organization: Please meet at xxx at xx on xx - Gin] Fujima Satoshi's eyelids twitched wildly.

Brother Gin, what do you mean by adding this prefix!When did you become so idle, and you went out of your way to make fun of people?Brother Gin, you weren't like this before.

She couldn't help typing a reply: [To Gin: Task received.In addition, the airspace I applied for is still there, and my route can reach every corner of Japan, please know——Malt】

The author has something to say:

If you feel that the relationship line is cruel, then watch Kiel and Curacao's Shura field recover blood. In addition, after this period, the first year of Conan will be a sweet love line, really!

[A small follow-up] Such rumors spread in the organization: "pass it on, Junmai said that the sky in Japan is hers" "pass it on, Junmai occupies the sky in Japan" "pass it on, Junmai wants to fight with Japan The air force fight "" passed on, Junmai is ambitious to lead the organization to overthrow Japan. The government "" pass on..."

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