The Story of the Migrant Worker from the World of Conan

Then there may be a very good price.

Hundreds of thousands of yen?

Or several million yen?

In short, the leaves are looking forward to it.

The reply will not be so fast, and we can only wait patiently for the time being.

Work while waiting.

Handing out flyers, delivering food, helping people move, doing chores on the set, occasionally running a trick, acting as a stand-in, helping in concerts, etc.

As long as he can make money, he is willing to do anything.

Including being a police informant.

Of course, Mu Mu Shisan wouldn't let him do those dangerous things, nor would he deliberately ask him for information.

Just occasionally ask him if there is any news worth caring about.

Running all over Tokyo, I can meet a lot of people and things.

So the news is definitely there.

As long as it is useful to the police, it can be exchanged for money, sometimes thousands of dollars, and tens of thousands of dollars when it is more.

But that's not his job.

Seriously, maybe the job of delivering the morning newspaper every day is his job?

Whether it is or not, it doesn't matter.

Time passed quietly in his part-time job.

Nearly ten days have passed since the letter was sent, and finally I received a reply from the "motherland".

He eagerly opened the letter and found that it was a contract.

A contract to sell songs.

It doesn't matter what the terms are, it's mainly about money.

After finding the relevant terms, the smile on Ye Zi's face disappeared immediately.

turned helpless.

"That's right, how much money do you want for a nobody."

This is not some entertainment novel.

Some new protagonists write a song, and some people spend hundreds of thousands or millions of soft sister coins to buy it.

That's all fake.

"Selling songs to get rich really doesn't work!"

Accept reality and let go of this idea.

Honestly continue to work and earn money, as long as you do it for two or three days, you can earn money to sell a song, why waste time and energy.

But still a little dissatisfied.

"Every time I want to do something, it always ends in failure. Does success mean that I have no chance?"

Thinking about it this way makes me feel a little sad.

Because it always does.

From the past life to the present life, as long as it is what he wants to do, there will be no success.

What a sad life!

……

No matter when, life is always hard.

Sunshine youth leaves, and occasionally there are times of depression.

When I came to the school, I sat in my seat, supported my head with one hand, and looked at the outside world with melancholy eyes.

It was Suzuki Sonoko, who ran to the seat in front of him and sat down.

"What's the matter, little brat, are you caught in the whirlpool of love?"

Saying so, there was an ambiguous smile on his face.

winking at the leaves.

"Is this melancholy face studying Naoko?"

"Learn from your sister."

Ye Ye doesn't like such gossip.

Just roll your eyes.

But he turned his head subconsciously and looked at Naoko Takei behind him.

Perhaps it was because he heard his name that Naoko Takei was looking at him.

Four eyes facing each other.

Then the leaves showed a bright smile.

"Good morning, classmate Wu Ju."

"……Good morning."

The girl didn't like talking to people, so she just nodded in response.

Then he turned his head and continued to look outside.

She seems to have a lot on her mind.

The leaves were pulled by Suzuki Sonoko by the collar, and the heads of the two were brought together.

"I said, you are too rusty."

"what?"

"It's Suzuki-san, Mouri-san, and Takeu-san. We are not only classmates, but also friends. Isn't it better to just call me by name?"

Saying this, he looked at Maorilan who was walking over.

"Right, Ran."

"Ah, yes."

Maurilan agrees.

At least she and Ye Zi are indeed not just classmates, because Ye Zi is also a student of Kogoro Mouri and a student of Yusaku Kudo.

Although only in name.

But in any case, their relationship should indeed be closer.

Suzuki Sonoko is a bit like joining in the fun.

"Right, Naoko."

"..."

Naoko Takei, who was in depression, looked at them a little dazedly, and didn't understand why the affairs of the few of them brought him into it.

Don't dare to express an opinion.

Because whether it's for or against, it's a little bit bad.

Fortunately, Ye Ye helped her out.

"Let's talk about our business, what are you doing with Wu Ju?"

"Yo yo yo~"

"Yo your sister, you little bourgeois full of love and love, I think you are short of labor, why don't you work with me."

"What little bourgeoisie, I'm the big bourgeoisie."

"嘁~"

"..."

The two of them are always bickering.

Sometimes Mao Lilan doesn't understand whether they have a good relationship or a bad relationship.

Happy friends?

wrong.

Not that pink scent.

Maybe a bad friend.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Kudo-san lately."

As if knowing it later, Ye Ye raised his head and looked around.

In the end, he turned his attention to Maurilan.

"Could it be that they were summoned by the teacher and the mistress to live abroad together?"

"……no."

Speaking of Kudo Shinichi, Mao Lilan was also a little depressed.

But more of a worry.

"On that night at the playground, he said he had something to do, and it was gone forever, and I didn't know where he was."

"Then it might be..."

Just as he was about to say something unpleasant, Suzuki Sonoko kicked his calf.

Turn to look at her.

Found that she was winking at himself.