Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 374 Extra Story: The Past - Lianzhu-07 The Watcher on the Pavilion

Lishui Yang Street is an old street that existed before the war.

This large piece of land is also close to two kilometers away from the restricted area in a straight line, but it runs counter to the direction of developing the new area.

Naturally, this place has been almost destroyed, and the current buildings have been renovated. It looks like a thriving scene, but compared to the other direction, this side looks much empty.

"I didn't expect that your body is so weak, but you can still run?"

Kurosawa stood beside the mailbox at the street entrance, looking at Cang Feng with some admiration.

The latter was already a little out of breath because of running all the way, but he still gave him a hard look: "Who, weak?"

Kurosawa shrugged with a relaxed face: "Ah~ whoever agrees is who."

Cang Fengqian: "..." Dog thief!
After the little friend finished breathing, Kurosawa took aim at the convenience store not far away, their target this time.

In fact, they originally took the principle of proximity...

But who knew that the nearest grocery store was not open!
Moreover, passers-by came and went in front of the door, and there were more than a dozen large locks on it. Even if Kuisawa wanted to pick the lock to get in, he had to weigh how he could pick the door open on the street full of people without being noticed.

"We don't have much time." Kurosawa looked at the clock on the street seriously, and said solemnly to his little friend.

They have saved a lot of time by running all the way here, but it is already past twelve o'clock.

If you add a setting of 'the child will lose hunger if the child is not fed within an hour', it may feel more urgent.

However, Kurosawa already has the feeling of playing in the real world...

Cang Fengqian didn't have much sense of time urgency, and looked at Kurosawa Zhen strangely, "It's only noon, isn't it early?"

Kurosawa turned around, "But Xiaojie and the others must be very hungry, right?"

Cang Feng remained calm before, "I usually go out in the morning and come back around the afternoon... I usually don't eat at noon."

"...The food is very good, don't eat like this next time."

"...?" Cang Fengqian looked incomprehensible, and then he looked towards the supermarket door, talking about business, "How do you want to steal?"

Kurosawa snapped his fingers: "This is simple... I'm in charge of attracting the attention of the clerk, and you go to pick the goods, um... How many are there in the clerk?"

"On a."

"Yosie! Let's go!"

Kurosawa immediately dragged Cang Feng forward aggressively, not as if he was going to steal something, but as if he was going to buy a shopping bag.

Cang Fengqian: "..."

Is it really okay to go to the supermarket so openly?
……

In the retro pavilion restaurant diagonally opposite the supermarket.

The boy in a black tuxedo played with his black top hat, sipped his tea, and sometimes put down his teacup to 'trick' the roses in the vase by the table.

Inadvertently, he looked through the window and found two barefoot children striding towards the supermarket, one of them had shiny silver hair.

Seeing this, the boy frowned involuntarily—it was such a cold day, how could there be a child walking on the street in such thin clothes without shoes?

Some doubts welled up in my heart, and curiosity urged the young man to go down and have a look.

The boy followed his heart and stood up.

Can……

"Pu Yi! Where are you going?"

The boy was forced to stop, turned his head to look at the slightly plump middle-aged man who was wiping his hands with a handkerchief coming from behind, and lowered his head, "Teacher... I saw two children who didn't wear shoes, and they were also wearing clothes. Very little, just want to go down and have a look..."

"Biao Yi, those poor people's affairs are not your concern!" 'Teacher' frowned, "Those poor people are not in the same world as us... You should focus on tonight's celebration."

"...Yes, I understand, teacher." The boy lowered his head and sat back in his seat silently.

It's just that he disagrees with his teacher's statement in his heart, and secretly slanders him in his heart.

And the 'teacher' was very satisfied when he saw that his apprentice was obedient.

Before the dishes they ordered were served, he began to test and teach the boy:
"Tonight's city building celebration will be your debut, Pirate One, show me your recent training results."

"Good teacher."

The boy restrained his thoughts temporarily, put the hat in his hand on the side of the vase on the edge of the table, then twisted his wrist, and a brand new pair of poker appeared in his hand instantly.

The young man first showed this deck of poker cards without any problems. After shuffling the cards that had been arranged in order, all the suits face down, and fanned them out to his teacher. "Teacher, please choose a card at random. card, I will tell you the suit and number of the card you have chosen."

'Teacher' frowned deeply, his expression seemed to be dissatisfied, but he still randomly drew a poker card as he said.

Afterwards, the boy didn't do anything extra, just folded the cards, smiled a little, and stared at the back of the cards in his teacher's hand for a while, "I think, teacher, the cards in your hand should be Club Q."

As soon as the boy's words came out, the expression of 'teacher' instantly became ugly, with a faint gloomy expression on his face.

He directly turned the face of the poker card to his apprentice, "Liu Yi, is this the result of your training during this period? You can make mistakes with such a simple skill!"

The poker card in the 'Teacher''s hand was the Ace of Diamonds.

It is completely different from plum Q.

The boy blinked his eyes, showing surprise, "Huh? Teacher, do you want to confirm again?"

The 'teacher' was obviously a little angry, and wanted to throw the playing cards on the table without even looking at them.

At this time, the boy said again: "Teacher, take another look at the poker in your hand...is he really just a poker card?"

"what?"

'Teacher' froze for a moment, then looked down at the playing cards.

Just as he glanced down, the boy quickly snapped his fingers.

'Snapped'--

Only a slight pop was heard.

I saw the playing cards that were originally held by the 'teacher' fingertips instantly withered and shattered.

The broken cards turned into pieces of blood-red rose petals and floated on the table... no more, no less, exactly twelve.

But now, what the 'teacher' is pinching at the fingertips is just a flower stem without petals.

"Oh! It seems that I made a mistake in the color of the flower." The young man looked surprised, and picked up the petals with a smile, "It should be... Rose Twelve."

This performance made the 'teacher' stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help showing joy on his face, "Good! Good! Pirate One, you are indeed one of my best disciples! Believe in tonight's celebration, everyone People will applaud you!"

"The teacher has given a prize."

Black Feather Pirates showed an indifferent smile, and silently picked up the petals.

It's just that the two barefoot boys just now are still in his mind...

However, just when the boy turned his head to see if the two children were still there, two small figures ran out of the convenience store diagonally across—couldn't they be the two who were barefoot just now?

Moreover, a male clerk with a broom was chased out in the convenience store and shouted: "You two little bastards! Next time you steal from our house, see if I don't break your legs!"

juvenile:"……"

These two children, are they, thieves?

His expression was in a trance for a moment.

Immediately, he remembered another thing, and said to his teacher: "Teacher, I have a classmate who said that he wanted to come to my performance... I wonder if the teacher can contact the venue, so it's convenient?"

"Your classmate?"

"Well, he's a white horse..."

"Oh? Is that the cabinet minister's son?" The eyes of the 'teacher' brightened up. "Don't worry, I will explain to them at the venue."

The boy still had an impeccable smile on his face: "Thank you teacher!"

"It's all small things... As long as you perform well at the city reconstruction completion ceremony at night, you will be the greatest thank you to me." 'Teacher' said kindly.

After a while, their meals were almost complete.

The young man picked up a mouthful of noodles absently, and glanced at the Indian snow with two rows of feet out of the corner of his eye.

this city……

Is it really rebuilt?
　Hey~ I finally finished coding. qwq
　　
　
(End of this chapter)