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

Chapter 725: Past Chapter - Lianzhu-09 Betrayal
"Ah, brother!"

Chi Yanlin, who was squatting on the ground and had finally lit a fire, heard the sound of Hei Ze Zhen and his eyes suddenly brightened.

"What are you doing?" Kurosawa Jin still looked confused. "If you are cold, light a fire and go inside. It's windy outside and the fire will go out in a while."

Having said this, he did not immediately rush the two kids in. Instead, he sat down on the snow next to the two little ones and took out two exquisite lunch boxes from the torn bag.

After seeing the bento, the two little guys, Chi Yanlin and Hechengzhe, started swallowing their saliva.

However, after they received it, they did not eat it immediately like they did in the past. "Brother, this bento is very expensive, right?"

The Brown City man looked at Hei Ze Zhen, his small eyes filled with big smiles.

"It's okay. We got a big order today. The money we made will be enough for us to use for half a year. Don't worry about eating."

Kurosawa Jin smiled and patted the little guy's head, then turned to look at the little white-haired boy who was happily holding a lunch box and preparing to put it on the fire. He stomped the fire out with a frown on his face, "Hey, A-Lin, are you crazy? The rice is already cooked. If you continue to bake it, you won't have any food to eat today, you know?"

Chi Yanlin didn't expect to be scolded, and his eyes suddenly filled with tears, "But brother, last time I saw other people put food into the fire, and the food was cooked."

"The problem is that this is already cooked, and there's plastic. You can't burn plastic, you know?" Kurosawa Jin was speechless, his childish voice was full of helplessness, "Also, you can't eat burnt food, it's bad for your health."

Chi Yanlin nodded, not quite understanding, "Well, I saw someone throwing money into the fire before..."

Kurosawa Jin put out the fire, "That's fake money, used to commemorate the dead."

Chi Yanlin: "Then throw the body into the fire..."

Kurosawa Jin: “……?”

Holy shit, has this place gotten so chaotic that someone dumped a body at the fire scene?

He was immediately shocked.

Fortunately, after some questioning, Hei Ze Zhen realized that what Chi Yanlin was talking about was the video.

It seemed to be a promotional video produced by the government. In his eyes, the images in these videos were very old and in black and white, so he didn't pay much attention to them.

Chi Yanlin, on the other hand, was very interested and took note of the general contents of the promotional video.

In particular, the scene in the film where the white object symbolizing fire twisted and exploded and engulfed the entire city, turning the prosperous city into ruins in an instant is still vivid in my mind.

——This is actually an anti-war propaganda film, which is used to be played on a special day.

But in Chi Yanlin's eyes, he didn't understand what war was, nor did he understand what the things in the movie meant... He just simply wanted to know what that exploding white flame was.

"That thing is a bomb. It's very dangerous. With your current abilities, it's best not to touch it."

Kurosawa Jin didn't mind telling him the names of these things.

Over the past three years, he has almost restored the health of several of his friends.

Two years ago, the policy around the "restricted area" was gradually relaxed, the flow of people increased, and the level of urban management gradually improved...

Kurosawa Jin immediately realized that his previous way of making a living by petty theft was no longer feasible.

Fortunately, he was not unprepared for this situation - in addition to stealing food with his friends, he had also established some interpersonal relationships.

For example, relying on his status as a "disciple of a master" to help some businessmen...

——Of course, he didn’t take his friends to work as child laborers.

Instead, they rely on their own "identity" to entrust those with certain status to inquire about some information, promise some benefits, and then trade the information obtained.

Originally, Kurosawa Jin only planned to use this method to support his family temporarily. When the newly built welfare home nearby was completed and someone came to accept these homeless children, everything would be over.

...Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, the welfare home that has been talked about for a long time has never been started.

Kurosawa Jin also inquired about the address of the welfare home from various sources and sneaked over to see the completion status.

He was disappointed to find that there was not even a foundation there...

God knows how long it will take for the welfare home to be repaired.

Fortunately, Kurosawa Jin was pleased to find that the children he had his eyes on all had a talent for intelligence gathering.

In just half a year, the five children developed that small intelligence transfer station into an intelligence trading venue that was somewhat famous among the gray forces.

The name 'Five Stars' was also chosen by Kurosawa Jin...mainly to satisfy his own middle school desires and some kind of longing.

However, the development of the "Five Star" intelligence station naturally cannot be separated from the support of investors.

The young female owner of the store where Kurosawa Jin bought the Chinese medicine and the old man he treated were actually from a big family in Tokyo - the Fujieda Group.

However, due to a family property dispute, Mr. Fujieda and his granddaughter were forced to leave Tokyo.

Mr. Fujieda, who originally wanted to spend his remaining years in this place, almost passed away due to illness without any preparation...

Then, at this time, they encountered the Kurosawa formation.

Although this grandfather and grandson from the Fujieda family were born into a business family, they were extremely loyal and righteous. When they knew that he needed funds and information, they provided them without hesitation... well, a large sum of money, and a lot of information that he had never expected.

And the price...

He asked Kurosawa Jin to be the master of Mr. Fujieda's granddaughter, the young female boss who called him "little master" at the beginning.

Yes, it's that simple.

Simple and mysterious.

Kurosawa Jin was almost dumbfounded at the time: he had picked up a disciple for nothing, and a disciple who was more than ten years older than he appeared to be...

This old man is so brave!
Last year, Mr. Fujieda passed away. It was not due to illness, but mainly because the old man's life span had indeed come to an end. He had given too much to the family in his life, but did not take good care of his own body.

Later, Kurosawa Jin's new older female disciple also said goodbye and returned to Tokyo because of the matter of inheriting the family business.

However, the exchanges between the other party and the Five Star Intelligence Station have not been severed, but have become closer...

Whenever there is a need, the two sides communicate via telegram. Although the speed is a bit slow, it is still efficient.

With the intelligence and funds, Kurosawa Jin worked hard, recruited a group of "peripheral members" and used the intelligence to make his first pot of gold.

As the market opens up, Kurosawa Jin and his men are no longer limited to the information provided by the Fujieda family.

——They began to go out on their own, using their own advantages as children to obtain some local intelligence, and go in and out of some places that are on guard against adults but neglect to guard against children...

But the abilities of five people were limited after all, so they gradually developed a group consisting of only children.

It is called: social practice.

And because I took advantage of the Fujieda family's connections, so...

Everything seemed so real.

……

When Cang Fengqian and Bai Feng returned from completing today's intelligence mission, Hei Ze Zhen and the other two were having a great lunch.

Seeing the other two friends coming back, Kurosawa Jin smiled and greeted them: "Hey! Xiaoqian, Ajie, you're back? Let's eat!"

Bai Fengjie's eyes lit up. He put down the package in his hand and ran over to join the group of foodies.

However, Cang Fengqian frowned slightly.

"This kind of bento is very expensive." Cang Feng said this to Kurosawa Jin when the other three children finished lunch and went out to play.

He had seen this kind of high-end bento in convenience stores, and one portion cost nearly two thousand yen...basically provided to the rich.

"But the dishes here are much more nutritious than what we had before, so it doesn't matter if they're a little more expensive." Kurosawa Jin didn't mind.

However, Cang Fengqian stopped talking and looked at him expressionlessly.

half an hour.

Kurosawa Jin was defeated and raised his hands, "Okay, okay, I admit that I was too lazy to cook today...but the money for buying groceries is not that cheap."

"That doesn't mean a meal for five people would cost nearly 10,000 yuan."

There was a hint of coolness in Cang Fengqian's voice.

Kurosawa Jin looked up at the sky and sighed sincerely: "Alas, there are not many men as family-oriented as you..."

He felt that if his friend could get married, he would definitely be a househusband.

Ever since he taught his friends some health-preserving tips and nutritional matching methods, Cang Fengqian has memorized them deeply in his mind and would care about whether his younger brothers are getting the right nutrition every day.

The feeling that Kurosawa Jin gave her was... like an old mother whose memory had already become a little vague in his mind.

"…Are you thinking of something disrespectful?"

"No, how is that possible? Oh, by the way, I have two more orders to run this afternoon, how about you?"

"Just one, but I want to take them both to find their way."

Cang Feng pointed at the two little ones with white hair and pink hair who were taking a nap after playing enough.

Currently, there are only three people going out to "work", Chi Yanlin and Hechengzhe. Neither of them has carried out any mission yet, mainly because their health was too poor and they were not suitable for traveling far.

Hei Ze Zhen glanced at the two little ones who were already dazed and shook his head, "A-Lin is fine, but A-Zhe still needs to be recuperated, and his physique... is not suitable for going to crowded places."

Cang Fengqian nodded, "It doesn't matter, I'll take as many as you can. How much did you earn today?"

"Hey, you really look like an old... cough, I mean, I made almost 1.2 million today." Seeing that his friend looked a little unhappy, Gin coughed quickly, "I put the money bag under the blanket at the bottom, you can check it later.

I've already informed the Fujieda family, and you can communicate with them on my behalf in the future. There are also some contacts... It's just right for you to familiarize yourself with them in the next few days.

...Oh, there are also some management models that I was in charge of before, you can also learn from them..."

During break time, it has become normal for Kurosawa Jin and Cang Feng to lie on the cold floor and chat.

Now, they are not so afraid of the cold, and they have saved a lot of money on clothes.

Listening to Kurosawa Zhen's somewhat long-winded words, Cang Feng drooped his eyelids.

Who is the mother after all?
"Are you...going to leave?"

After Hei Ze Zhen had almost finished his instructions, Cang Fengqian spoke softly.

There was something in that tone that was hard to describe.

Kurosawa Jin stopped nagging and laughed, "Huh! You figured it out? Well, I can't always be with you guys, you have to grow up eventually."

He also has to grow up again.

And in his opinion, growing up... means separation.

but……

He really couldn't bear to leave.

Even in just three short years, the joy of life and the warmth of home that he experienced far exceeded what he had accumulated over decades in his previous life.

"We can grow up together." Cang Fengqian said this with great seriousness, "We won't hold you back."

“…Hahaha, I know, I know!”

Kurosawa Jin was still smiling, and fearlessly stretched out his hand to pull the black hair of his friend, "It's too early for that kind of thing. I'm not leaving you now. I have to wait at least ten years, right?"

Cang Fengqian slapped away Hei Zezhen's claws and whispered, "So you still want to leave?"

"Well...what if it is? What are you going to do?" Kurosawa Jin asked casually.

"..." Cang Fengqian was silent for about five seconds, then said seriously, "Break your legs."

Kurosawa Formation: "..."

Well, it seems that my friend has the same deep feelings for me.

that……

"Since you've said that." Kurosawa Jin slapped the other man's head fiercely, "Then I won't leave."

"……you sure?"

"I never lie!"

He always kept his oath.

But what I didn't expect was...

Only this time, he failed to keep the oath he made.

……

The sky darkened quickly.

The pale sky gradually turned into a dim orange-yellow color as if it was roasted by fire.

It was evening now.

After running two orders in a row, Kurosawa Zhen picked up the torn bag and returned to the original "restricted area".

——Normally, he should come back feeling very fulfilled, wrapping up the gifts he prepared with joy and giving his friends a surprise.

But, something is not normal today.

Just as he arrived nearby, Kurosawa Jin looked at the 'no trespassing' fence outside the restricted area and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Why is there a sign here? Shouldn't it have been removed long ago?

"What's going on...what happened here?"

The joy of completing the work was suddenly filled with worry.

Especially when he found that the streets around him, which should have been crowded with pedestrians, were unusually quiet, he became even more worried. He used all his strength to explore the way for himself, and then rushed into the fence with the bag in his hand.

During these three years, he had not slackened in his cultivation, and now he had almost recovered to the level at the end of his previous life.

However, Kurosawa Jin was not sure whether he could be of any use in the current unknown situation.

The unusually quiet streets filled him with uneasiness...

Moreover, he also smelled a faint scent of blood.

(End of this chapter)