Conan's I'm really not a model worker in a winery

Chapter 59 Join us and you will be free

Chapter 59 Join us and you will have freedom

In the already dim room, two people, one large and one small, were still chatting back and forth.

"So you are really only seven years old?" The masked man stretched his head.

"……real."

Sawada Hiroki was a little helpless.

Although he was very happy to have someone to chat with him, the other person's purpose was unclear... and he kept worrying about his age.

"Seven years old, graduate student at MIT." The masked man admired and finally stopped worrying, "Believe me, you will definitely become a contemporary living fossil."

Compared with Sawada Hiroki, it seems that Conan is not so outrageous.

Hiroki Sawada showed his beady eyes: "Ah? Yes, really?"

In order to avoid being caught by surveillance cameras communicating with others, Hiroki Sawada deliberately leaned on the table and pretended to be tired and taking a rest.

The masked man nodded and said, "Yes. You will graduate next year, right? I know a 14-year-old girl who also graduated with a PhD from MIT. You are even better than her."

"Really?" Hiroki Sawada heard for the first time that someone about his own age had graduated from MIT. "Where is that girl?"

"Japan, but she is sixteen now."

The masked man played with the TV antenna.

When Sawada Hiroki heard that the other party was in Japan, his eyebrows drooped a little.

For him, those years in Japan were his most depressing days... not much better than now.

So he asked with some worry: "So... is she doing well?"

"...What's wrong?" The corner of the mouth under the mask twitched, and he didn't have any inhibitions about Sawada Hiroki, a precocious child. "I left early on the first day of work and liked to fight with me when I found the opportunity. What should I say?

She didn't listen either... If she were my daughter, I would definitely beat her."

Sawada Hiroki:???

Why did this sound a little strange to him?

After thinking about the mature voice of the masked man, Sawada Hiroki had a bad premonition: "Um, how old...are you?"

The masked man said: "Just call me uncle... I will be 40 at the end of the year, a little younger than your adoptive father."

"...Okay uncle."

Sawada Hiroki smiled awkwardly.

He thought that elders were very serious... This uncle refreshed his understanding.

However, there is still a big problem right now.

Just when Hiroki Sawada wanted to say something, there was a knock on the door.

"Master Hongshu, your dinner."

The person outside the door said in somewhat stiff Japanese.

Sawada Hiroki stood up, glanced at the masked man, walked to the door quietly under the surveillance of the camera, opened the door, took the dining cart, and pushed it in.

The security guard outside the door took a look and saw nothing unusual in the room, then closed the door and left without saying a word.

Sawada Hiroki was also a little surprised when he turned around: Where are the people?

"here."

The sound actually came from above his head.

Hiroki Sawada almost wanted to raise his head and make a dumbfounded expression, but he forced himself to hold it back and waited silently for the masked man to flip over the wall to the side of the TV from nowhere.

"What did you want to ask just now?"

The masked man crossed his legs in front of the TV, with a strand of silver hair peeking out from his hood.

However, Sawada Hiroki didn't think about that 'discourteous thing' and hesitated while eating:

"Um...uncle, why did you come to me?"

"Oh, this." The masked man held his chin as if he was relaxed, "Originally I came to see how the artificial intelligence system was doing. I knew that the creator was only 7 years old, so I couldn't help myself, so I climbed up to take a look.

.”

Of course, he has other purposes...

Sawada Hiroki stopped chewing and smiled lowly: "I'm sorry, uncle, this hasn't been developed yet."

If he hadn't studied this thing, this special uncle wouldn't have come to him, right?

Well, so he should be happy?

Unexpectedly, the masked man's next sentence directly wiped out his sad mood: "I know...it's a good thing you didn't finish it, otherwise I would have to think about how to kill Schindler Company."

Sawada Hiroki: "...?"

Who is this uncle? He has such a loud tone.

Then, the masked man's voice suddenly became deeper: "Young man, I see that your bones are amazing. You are a prodigy in martial arts... Do you want to consider joining our organization?"

Sawada Hiroki: "???"

Uncle, he is just a squatter, his bones are not good at all!

Sawada Hiroki took a deep breath, "You... organization?"

"That's right." The masked man's language was full of confusion, "After our investigation, Thomas Schindler treated you almost like a house arrest for some reason... He stayed in the room all day long, and when he rested

You can only go for a walk on the window sill, and there will be bodyguards watching you when you go to and from school, right?"

Seeing Sawada Hiroki's silence, the masked man continued: "If you are willing to join our organization, I can find a way to help you get out of this place. I can also choose to take your research results away for you or destroy them..."

"Oh, by the way, our organization provides five insurances and one housing fund, work-related injury reimbursement, career freedom, and flexible overtime. When you have no tasks, you can live like a normal person without being bullied."

"..."

Sawada Hiroki swallowed a piece of broccoli with difficulty, his eyes had turned into mosquito coils, "Wait a minute, Uncle, please let me slow down... Uncle, don't you want that artificial intelligence program?"

"...It doesn't matter whether you want that outrageous thing or not, as long as others don't get it."

The masked man touched his chin, "So if you are unwilling to join us and destroy your research results, we will have no choice but to destroy them for you."

The principle is not to let this artificial intelligence fall into the hands of others. It doesn't matter whether he has it or not. Anyway... in his heart, it is not as fun as a smart phone.

"How about it? Think about it..."

"I'm joining."

Without waiting for the masked man to ask again, Sawada Hiroki decisively swallowed a large piece of steak with a firm look in his eyes: "But, can you wait until I finish developing 'Noah'?"

The masked man seemed a little confused and tilted his head.

But then he suddenly realized and clapped his hands: "Oh, that artificial intelligence is called 'Noah'? If you plan to stay here until the development is completed, it's okay. When it's almost completed, you can leave a signal on the rooftop, but Schindler cannot get the finished product.

.”

Sawada Hiroki nodded gently: "I will not let anyone take advantage of 'Noah'..."

If the masked uncle hadn't said so decisively that he wanted to destroy his 'Noah', then he wouldn't have agreed so simply...

I hope Uncle Mask is really not interested in 'Noah' as he said...

"Oh, by the way, I have a suggestion for your name." The masked man suddenly became interested, "How about changing 'Noah' to 'Nokia'?"

Sawada Hiroki: "...?"

Isn't Nokia the name of a telecommunications company?

"Uncle, it's Noah from 'Noah's Ark'..."

"...Oh, I thought it was the cell phone."

Sawada Hiroki: "..."

So why is the phone called Nokia?

He didn't quite understand the uncle's brain circuit.