[Conan] Days at the Distillery Technical School

I didn't go home for three days, and there was no food at home.

Tomo Fujima took the bag of dirty clothes, threw them into the washing machine when she got home, took a shower, and headed to the supermarket with her gear.

Lack of food is a big deal, and it will kill people.

Amuro Toru, who came back from part-time work, happened to see the curly-haired girl carrying a bag and two large suitcases in her hands at the entrance of the parking lot.

He couldn't help calling her: "need help? Are you moving?"

Tomo Fujima smiled: "No, I won't move—I went to the supermarket."

Toru Amuro froze: "..."

You lugged two 32-inch suitcases to the supermarket?what?Buy it for zero yuan?

Seeing his hesitation, she explained: "There is no car, and the supermarket is far away, and I can't always go to the supermarket. That's why I came up with the method of packing things in suitcases."

Moreover, recently, the tasks and training in the organization have been mixed together, making her dizzy and busy, and she has no time to go to the supermarket frequently. If she doesn't stock up more, she will be sorry for running a marathon to the training ground every day.

Toru Amuro nodded, and the two of them parted ways after that.

To be honest, this junior is just a stranger to him, and sometimes it's fine to carry it along with him, and he can't disrupt his own undercover rhythm because of her.

Right now the most important thing for him is to get the code name.

...although she looks really tough.

When Tomo Fujima returned home, the landlord’s two-year-old son was running in the yard, and the landlady’s wife, Riho Sugiura, who was taking care of him stood beside him. Home: "Go to the supermarket again?"

Fujima Tomo: "Yes."

90% of her two large suitcases plus backpack are food.

It can be said that she has raised the Engel coefficient of Japanese households on her own. Her food expenditure accounts for almost 90.00% of her consumption expenditure.

Just in the middle of the conversation, one sound.burst.fry.The sound of "bang" is all around.fry.open.

Before the landlady could react, the two-year-old son Sugiura burst into tears and cried "Wow". Then Tomo Fujima quickly put down his backpack and suitcase and rushed out of the courtyard.

While coaxing her son, the landlady carried the child back to the house, and turned her head to look at Satoshi Fujima, who had been running away long ago.

Fujima Tomo heard one.burst.fry.The sound rushed to the habit of the scene.

Two years ago, she witnessed one with her own eyes.burst.fry.The high-rise building suddenly bloomed a rich firework in the blue sky, and the billowing black smoke swelled and rose, spreading in the cloudless sky.

Then she heard a heart-piercing "Yan Er!" from afar.

Because she was working in a nearby gift shop and among the crowd of residents who were evacuated urgently, she suddenly felt a tremor in her heart.

The one who will buy her snacks.Bullet the police, also called Yan Er.

burst.fry.The scene was an independent small villa not far from next door.

Fortunately, the accident was not a big one, and it looked more like a small local incident during the experiment.burst.Exploding, she struggled to pull out the man who was sticking out his hand from a corner of the ruins with a disheveled face.

"Are you all right, Dr. Ali?" A young man ran over eagerly, and saw that the disheveled client had stood up straight, and the tense expression on his face finally relaxed a little.

The client was a fat old man. He wiped his face, but this action made his face more like a Siamese cat. After he thanked Fujima Satoshi, he smiled embarrassedly: "Haha, ahaha, The experiment failed again."

"You live nearby?" the boy asked.

"It's the wooden horse village apartment over there." She pointed.

The old man named Dr. Ali smiled and touched the back of his head: "Come and sit down next time you have time."

"Goo."

The old man and the young man looked at her at the same time.

She blinked and blinked: "I'm so sorry, I'm leaving first."

"Come and sit now, let's eat something by the way." Dr. A Li smiled.

The thick-skinned Satoshi Fujima followed the boy named Kudo into the doctor's small villa.

The interior of the villa is very empty, and the design is a bit anti-human in Tomo Fujima's opinion. First of all, the appearance of the entire villa looks like a school's circular runway, and the design of the four sides of glass is more like a library, which is not suitable for private residence.The interior is even more shocking, especially the curved bar in the middle of the living room where you can cook. Behind the bar is a bed, and behind the bed is a bookshelf.

It is like the result of the integration of living room, study, kitchen and bedroom.

But she respects the taste of this seemingly amiable scientist, at least—

It’s not bad to imagine that you can sit at the bar to eat as soon as you wake up; or grab a chef and lock her in the curved bar to cook for her, and she sits at the bar and waits to be fed. It’s even more exciting to imagine. People are excited.

But... It must be very cold to sleep in such a large living room (bedroom) with the wind blowing in and out.She glanced at the gray-haired old man and thought: Dr. A Li must be in good health.

Dr. Ali is calling the insurance company.

She sat at the curved bar and seriously ate the cheese biscuits provided by Kudo Shinichi. After crumpling up the biscuit wrappers and throwing them into the trash can, the boy named Kudo handed her a pack of yogurt cubes. He took it without even looking at it: "Thank you."

Facing this elder sister who ate everything without any scruples, Kudo Shinichi had no choice but to say, "Fujima-san, be careful in the future, don't just throw all the food handed over by anyone into your mouth."

The crime rate in Mihua Town is very high, Fujima-san.

Eating yogurt cubes dry was a bit sticky to the teeth, so she didn't speak.

"The yellow peach-flavored yogurt cubes are delicious." After eating and drinking a sip of water, she did not forget to thank Kudo.

Upon hearing this, Kudo Shinichi understood: This guy must have not even heard what he was talking about when he was eating just now, let alone take to heart what he kindly reminded her, I guess his whole heart is in his heart. The peach-flavored yogurt cubes are on!

...

In this way, even if you know two neighbors.

Fujima Satoshi returned to the wooden horse house, and the suitcase and backpack she had just thrown in the courtyard in a hurry had been moved to the door of her suite.

Empty out the contents of the suitcase and sort them into different cabinets one by one.

When putting the two suitcases back in place, she looked at the open suitcases and squatted aside in a daze.

At that time, Fujima Satoshi was still a little nerd who could only write math competition questions, and the rented house was also cramped, so when he went to the supermarket, he didn’t dare to carry two suitcases like he is now, and at most one suitcase, he was afraid of his hands. feet.

When I was shopping in the supermarket, I met a young man who helped clear the shopping cart into the suitcase. He had a pretty face and teased her: "Hoarding food for the winter?"

She thought for a while, but did not refute: "Yes."

So when I lived in that neighborhood, I often met that young man named Hagiwara, and we got to know each other from time to time.

Hagiwara was interested in her curly hair: "Can I touch it?"

She was straightforward: "Touch it, I won't charge you."

He laughed and rubbed her head carefully.

After a while, Fujima Satoshi witnessed that.burst.Fried, and then I never saw this Kai who would buy her snacks again.bomb.police.

That was the age when she knew nothing and was helpless even if she was on the scene. She could only let the trembling pass from her clenched teeth to the nerve endings in the voice screaming her name.

Fujima Satoshi zipped up the two suitcases and put them in the cubicle.

...

On the way of the [-]-kilometer marathon from Mihua Town to Chiba County, Fujima Satoshi passed a cemetery. She stopped and walked in.

She looked at the first tombstone in the first row, one name after another, and took out a Pocky chocolate bar from her bag.

Is it disrespectful to eat cookies at a gravestone? ...forget about it.

The cemetery is very large, and it is also a big project to identify each tombstone.

When she recognized the tombstone in the fifth row, the young man wearing sunglasses who had been smoking in the corner of the cemetery suddenly said to her, "Hey, little curly hair, who are you looking for?"

Fujima Tomo straightened up and looked at the curly-haired young man wearing sunglasses, pointing at himself: "Call me?"

The tie of the young man in sunglasses was loose, and he stood casually leaning against a tree in the corner: "Is there anyone else here?"

Fujima Zhi glanced at his curly hair: "..."

I am also curly, and I call others curly.

She said bluntly, "I'm looking for a person named Hagiwara Kenji."

The young man in sunglasses leaning against the tree and standing in the shadow of the tree had a strange expression on his face. He lazily pointed to the last row of tombstones in the cemetery: "There."

!You can find it in any cemetery if you walk in!

Fujima gave a thumbs up for his good luck, then looked at the tombstone and ate the rest of Pocky.

The area around the tombstones was clean and it was obvious that someone was cleaning it regularly.

After looking at it for a while, she checked the time on her phone and was about to leave.

The young man in sunglasses standing in the shadow of the tree had finished smoking a cigarette, and he suddenly asked, "Little Curly, do you know him?"

She felt that this question was asked inexplicably, could she still eat a whole box of Pocky in front of his tombstone if she didn't know him?

...No, I made a mistake, it has nothing to do with Pocky chocolate biscuits.

Say it again: She thinks this question is inexplicable, can she call him by his name to see him if she doesn't know him?

She replied: "I know a little bit."

The young man in the sunglasses didn't speak, he reached out his hand, picked a leaf from the low-hanging branches and leaves of the tree, and walked away.

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感谢在2021112619：44：27～2021113003：59：29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：桃之夭夭1瓶；

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