Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Chapter 715 Chapter 705.5 Past Chapter - Blade ①
"Everyone, line up quietly! Don't make any noise!"

……

A dark underground passage in London.

Water leaked from the muddy bricks and tiles into the ground, and more or less dripped onto the faces of several children.

In the cold winter, countless people felt the cold touch and shivered.

The passage is very wide, even if there are four or five lines of children, it doesn't seem crowded...

It’s just that each group of children looks different—yellow skin, black skin, white skin…

These children all come from different countries.

"Name, age?"

At the front of one of the teams, there was an adult in charge of registration.

He spoke broken Japanese...

The child he asked obviously didn't understand and stammered a few words. The man didn't ask any more questions and just wrote a number and let him pass.

The children here are basically orphans. Some of them were abandoned since childhood and have no names. It is normal for them to know nothing when asked.

"Name, age."

The registration work is very boring, at least that's what the person who does the registration thinks.

Just as he finished asking the question and was about to write down a random number, the child in front of him said:
"Kurosawa Jin, seven years old."

The registrar looked up in surprise, only to notice the child's unique long silver hair and face that did not look Asian.

He hesitated for a moment before putting pen to paper.

"The formation of the formation."

Perhaps because he was afraid that he had made a spelling mistake, the silver-haired boy gave him a reminder.

The registrant's eyes jumped, "Okay, go in."

Unlike other timid children, this silver-haired boy named Kurosawa Jin stretched his neck to glance at his notebook when he passed by him. After confirming that he had made no mistakes, he nodded with satisfaction and walked into the dark corridor.

After the boy left, the registrar took out another pen and circled the name 'Kurosawa Jin' with red ink.

"Next... name, age."

……

Kurosawa Jin followed the others and walked deeper into the passage.

The environment inside is refreshing:
A huge underground arena appeared before the eyes of all the children.

Kurosawa Jin's eyelids twitched.

"It seems that the days ahead will be uneasy..."

He sighed inwardly.

However, the other children did not realize what this huge platform meant, and were led by the adults into a deeper passage -

That is where they live.

Looking at the prison-like iron fence and the bunk beds inside, Kurosawa Jin sighed imperceptibly.

Well, he can experience the feeling of being in jail during his lifetime.

"If you guys live here...I'll break the legs of anyone who dares to cause trouble."

The person who led them in was a little cold and spoke in a fierce tone.

Kurosawa Jin felt the murderous aura from the other party, frowned, and walked into the "cell" first.

Seeing someone taking the lead, the other children hesitated for a moment and then came in one after another.

But before long, these children wrapped themselves in the clean quilts amidst their cheers, and some even fell asleep directly...

"...It's so miserable."

Kurosawa Jin looked at the kids with some sympathy, then looked at the only remaining upper bunk, shook his head, and walked around this slightly cramped "cell".

"There are electric lights, a private toilet, and toiletries..."

Quite complete.

Kurosawa Jin inspected the 'cell' as if he were inspecting his territory, and then climbed onto the bed under the strange gazes of several awake children.

……

The configuration of each cell is similar: four bunk beds, a toilet, and a separate shower room...

Although it was all made of bare cement, the environment seemed very luxurious to the children.

The fact that everyone has their own bedding makes these children not want to leave here at all.

In fact, Kurosawa Jin was also a little impressed by the comfortable living environment here.

But when he touched the cold, hard object under the pillow, his eyes darkened...

——A small knife.

He turned around to look at the children who were still excited and hadn't thought about their future situation at all, and quietly put the knife into his sleeve.

“Maybe ignorance is bliss?”

The boy sighed, then looked at a small hole in the wall, silently tore some cotton from the quilt and stuffed it into the hole.

……

Night... probably night.

Kurosawa Jin looked at the wall clock which pointed to 10 o'clock and listened to the children sleeping soundly, but he did not feel sleepy at all.

His physique is totally different from those children, and occasionally not getting enough sleep will not affect his development.

"They should have seen the secret code I left, right?"

Kurosawa Jin was playing with the knife in his hand, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

He knew he was being taken to England...he was originally in Japan.

Most importantly, his four friends are still in Japan...

However, he also did not want his companions to be brought to such a place: his intuition told him that this was not a good place.

In fact, this might be a place to cultivate some special "talents".

——Putting a knife under the pillow is the best proof.

Maybe every child has one under their pillow, or maybe only a few have one...

But no matter which situation it is, there is an opportunity for them to kill each other.

-

The hour hand points to six o'clock.

The supervisors would regularly knock on the bars of each cell with iron rods, making an irritating noise.

Kurosawa Jin opened the door before the other party knocked on it and looked at the adult expressionlessly.

"Who asked you to come out?"

The burly man knocking on the cell was stunned for a moment, then his face turned serious and he said, "Go in!"

The silver-haired boy tilted his head.

Just before the sturdy man was about to grab him and throw him in, the silver-haired boy suddenly jumped up, pounced on the sturdy man, and sat on his shoulders.

At the same time, a sharp knife slipped out from his sleeve and he pressed it directly against the strong man's neck.

"Damn it!" Probably not expecting things to turn out like this, he felt the cold touch on his neck and burst out in his native language.

The strong man's shouting attracted other managers in the passage.

A man in a tuxedo walked slowly from the end.

"Put the knife down, son."

The swallowtail man speaks very standard Japanese.

A pair of light blue eyes stared at the silver-haired boy.

The adults nearby looked at the burly man in a joking manner, and no one came forward to help pull the boy off him.

Kurosawa Jin stared at the tuxedo man for a few seconds before stepping on the sturdy man's shoulders and jumping back several meters...

"Your name is Kurosawa Jin?"

"Yes."

"What a nice kid... come with me."

The man in the tuxedo led him out of the passage.

Before leaving, they all heard the sturdy man's angry voice: "I'll send him to the hell!"

The man in the tuxedo glanced back indifferently.

When he came to his senses, he found that the kid next to him named Kurosawa Jin was also imitating his expressions and movements and glanced back.

The man in the tuxedo raised his lips and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

"What an interesting child..."

……

This is not a prison cell, but a training base.

The man in the tuxedo brought Kurosawa Jin to a small independent room.

The room was very clean and empty, with only a table and two chairs.

"Sit down, kid."

The man in the tuxedo looked very kind, completely different from the men in black guarding near the 'cell'.

But Kurosawa Jin will not be easily fooled by appearances.

He carefully observed the chair from top to bottom, and only sat down obediently after confirming that there was no problem.

At the same time, Kurosawa Jin did not ignore the satisfaction revealed by the man in the tuxedo when he did these actions.

The other person sat opposite him and smiled, "You are a very smart child... Then, can you tell me why you didn't listen to the instructions and ran out at this time?"

Kurosawa Jin narrowed his eyes.

He first quickly went over the other party's intentions in his mind.

This man must have a much higher status in the 'prison' than those men in black - and that is his purpose.

He knew very well that his life here would not be peaceful, but he was not a person who was content with mediocrity. If he continued to follow the "process" of these people, he didn't know how long it would take to leave here, and he didn't know if he would have another chance to go out.

and so.

Kurosawa Jin decided to take a chance.

Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle.

Even if he fails, it doesn't matter. Kurosawa Jin is confident that he can escape from the pursuit to a certain extent in this pitch-black underground...

However, as it stands now, his unusual behavior and agile skills have indeed attracted the attention of these black-clad superiors.

——Of course, he couldn’t explain this purpose to the man in the tuxedo in front of him.

So, Kurosawa Jin started talking nonsense in a serious tone: "I didn't disobey the order. He said from the beginning that we should get up on time at six o'clock every day and gather in the restaurant on time at six-thirty, but he didn't say that we are not allowed to leave the room between six and six-thirty."

To be fair, these words are not nonsense.

Just nitpicking.

The man in the tuxedo was also stunned for a moment, then he laughed as if he had heard something funny, and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, there is indeed no such rule...hahaha!"

"..."

Seeing the other person laughing so ridiculously, Kurosawa Jin wondered if this person's sense of humor was too low.

The other party laughed for a long time before he calmed down and said with a smile: "It took up a lot of time, well... you are very good, I will pay special attention to you in future training.

OK, you can go to the restaurant now...

Oh, by the way, my name is Alex, you can also call me instructor, if someone asks you why you went there, just say I told you to. "

Ali smiled and patted Kurosawa Jin's shoulders twice, then hurriedly left the cubicle.

It can be said that they come and go in a hurry.

The man named Alex seemed to have said something to him, but in fact he didn't reveal anything, he just said a name.

'Perhaps, this is not a name either.'

Kurosawa Jin pondered inwardly.

If it's a name, the English name 'Alex' is too short, not to mention that this is in the UK...

Moreover, the other person's appearance has mostly Asian features.

'Alex' might be a pseudonym or something.

"Well, no matter what, the goal has been achieved." Kurosawa Jin took a deep breath, stood up, and walked out of the cubicle quickly.

It took him a lot of energy to deal with the strong man before.

He was now certain that the people here were no ordinary people, and that the sturdy man in black was as skilled as the garrison soldiers.

Just when Kurosawa Jin was about to leave the room, unexpectedly, Alex suddenly came back.

And he came back in a hurry.

As soon as the other party came back, he stared at Kurosawa Jin's face.

After staring at the latter for a while in bewilderment, the other party slowly asked: "Where were you brought here from?"

Kurosawa Jin was stunned for a moment, then answered honestly, "Japan."

"I know it's Japan... Where in Japan?"

"…Hiroshima."

"Have you ever been ill? Do you know why your hair is white?"

"Instructor, I have never been sick. My hair color is natural."

Kurosawa Jin responded calmly.

It is impossible for me to be sick. I will never be sick in this lifetime.

"Oh, yeah..."

Alex stared at him for a long time with his deep eyes, and then slowly moved away after a while.

"Okay, it's alright, let's go to the restaurant... I have something else to do."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

This left Kurosawa confused:
If there is something wrong, then there is something wrong. Why tell him?

This instructor... is a bit weird.

(End of this chapter)