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

Chapter 715 Chapter 705.5 The Past - Blade

Chapter 715 Chapter 705.5 Past Chapter-Blade ①

"Everyone, please line up quietly! Don't make any noise!"

…

London, dark underground passage.

Water leaked from the muddy bricks and tiles and seeped into the ground, dripping more or less on the faces of several children.

In the cold winter, I don’t know how many people felt the cold touch and shivered.

The passage is very wide, even if there are four or five queues of children, it will not seem crowded...

It's just that each group of children looks different - yellow skin, black skin, white skin...

These children are 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...

One of the children he asked obviously didn't understand much. After hesitating twice, the person didn't ask any more questions. He just wrote down a number and let people pass.

The children who will be here are basically orphans. Some have been abandoned since childhood and have no names. It is normal for them not to know anything about them.

"Name, age."

Registration work is boring, at least that's what the person who registered it thinks.

Just when he finished asking and was about to wait and just write down a number, the child in front of him said:

"Kurosawa Formation, seven years old."

The registration officer raised his head in surprise and noticed the child's distinctive long silver hair and face that did not look Asian.

He hesitated for a moment before writing in the notebook.

"The formation of formations."

Probably because he was afraid that he had made a typo, the silver-haired boy also reminded him.

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

Unlike other timid children, the silver-haired boy named Kurosawa Zhen stretched his neck and glanced at his notebook when he passed by him. After confirming that he had written correctly, he nodded with satisfaction and walked into the dark room.

of corridor.

After the boy left, the registration officer took out another pen and drew a circle on the name 'Kurosawa Formation' with red ink.

"Next...name, age."

…

Kurosawa followed the others into the depths of the passage.

The environment inside makes people suddenly feel enlightened:

A huge underground arena appeared before the eyes of all the children.

Kurosawa's eyelids twitched.

"It seems that the days to come will not be peaceful..."

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 their residence.

Looking at the prison-like iron bars and the bunk beds inside, Kurosawa sighed inaudibly.

Yes, he will be able to experience the feeling of squatting in a position in his lifetime.

"You guys live here...if you dare to cause trouble, I will break his legs."

The person who led them in was a little cold and his tone was very cruel.

Kurosawa felt the murderous aura on his opponent's body, 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 not long after, these children all wrapped themselves up in those neat and clean quilts while cheering, and some even fell asleep directly...

"...It's so miserable."

Kurosawa looked at the children with some sympathy, then looked at the only upper bunk left, shook his head, and walked around the slightly small 'cell' first.

"There are electric lights, separate toilets, and toiletries..."

It's quite complete.

After Kurosawa inspected the 'cell' as if inspecting his territory, he climbed onto the bed under the strange looks of several awake children.

…

The configuration in each 'cell' is similar: four bunk beds, a bathroom, and a separate bathroom...

Although they are all made of bare cement, the environment seems very luxurious to the children.

Just because everyone has their own bedding, these children don't want to leave here at all.

Kurosawa Zhen actually feels a little emotional about the comfortable living environment here.

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

——A small knife.

He turned his head and glanced at the children who were still in excitement and did not think about their future situation at all, and quietly stuffed the knife into his sleeve.

"Maybe ignorance is also a kind of happiness?"

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

…

Night...probably night.

Kurosawa looked at the clock on the wall pointing to 10 o'clock and listened to the sounds of children sleeping soundly, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

His physique is completely incomparable to these children, and his occasional lack of sleep does not affect his development.

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

Kurosawa played with the knife in his hand, with a slightly worried look in his eyes.

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

The most important thing is that his four friends are still in Japan...

But he didn't want his companions to be brought to such a place: his intuition told him that this was not a good place.

In fact, this may be a place to cultivate special talents.

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

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

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

——

The hour hand points to six o'clock.

The supervisor regularly knocked on the bars of each cell with an iron rod, making an annoying sound.

Kurosawa opened the door before the other party knocked, and looked at the adult expressionlessly.

"Who asked you to come out?"

The strong man who knocked on the cell was stunned for a moment, then lowered his face and said, "Go in!"

The silver-haired boy tilted his head.

Just before the strong man wanted to grab him with his own hands and throw him in, the silver-haired boy jumped up suddenly, jumped on the strong man, and straddled the other man's shoulders.

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

"Damn it!"

I probably didn't expect things to turn out like this. I felt the cold touch on my neck and burst out in my native language.

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

A man in a tuxedo walked slowly from the end.

"Put the knife down, kid."

The swallowtail man's Japanese is very standard.

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

Some of the adults nearby looked at the strong man jokingly, but no one came up to help pull the boy off his body.

Kurosawa stared at the man in a tuxedo for a few seconds, then stepped on the strong man's shoulders and jumped back several meters...

"Your name is Kurosawa Formation?"

"yes."

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

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

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

The man in the tuxedo glanced back indifferently.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the kid next to him named Kurosawa also imitated his behavior and glanced back.

The man in the tuxedo raised the corners of his mouth, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

'What an interesting kid...'

…

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

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

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

"Child, sit down."

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

But Kurosawa Formation will not be easily fooled by appearances.

He carefully observed the up and down of the chair, and after confirming that there was no problem, he sat down honestly.

At the same time, Kurosawa did not ignore the look of satisfaction shown by the man in the tuxedo when he did these actions.

The other person sat opposite him and said with a smile: "You are a very smart child... So, can you tell me why you disobeyed the instructions and ran out at this time?"

Kurosawa narrowed his eyes.

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

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

He knows that his life after here will definitely not be peaceful, but he is not willing to be mediocre. If he continues to follow these people's 'process' honestly, he doesn't know how long it will take to leave here, and he doesn't know

Is there any chance to go out?

so.

Kurosawa decided to take a chance.

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

It doesn't matter even if it fails, the Kurosawa Formation is confident that it can escape a certain degree of pursuit in this pitch-black underground...

However, it seems that his unusual behavior and agility have indeed attracted the attention of these men in black bosses.

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

So, Kurosawa started to talk seriously: "I didn't disobey the instructions, but he said from the beginning that he would get up on time at six o'clock every day and go to the restaurant on time at six-thirty, but he did not say six to six o'clock

Half not allowed to leave the room.”

To be fair, these words are not nonsense.

Just deliberately trying to find fault.

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

"..."

Seeing the other person laughing ridiculously, Kurosawa suspected that this person's smile was too low.

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

Okay, 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 it was me."

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

It can be said that it comes and goes in a hurry.

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

'Perhaps, this is not a name either.'

Kurosawa array thought to himself.

If it's a name, the English name 'Alex' is too short, let alone this is in the UK...

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

‘Alex’ might be a pronoun or something like that.

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

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

He can now confirm that the people here are not ordinary people. The skills of the strong man in black are already comparable to those of the garrison soldiers.

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

And I came back in a bit of a hurry.

As soon as the opponent came back, he stared at Kurosawa's face.

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

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

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

"...Hiroshima."

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

"Instructor, I have never been sick. The color of my hair is natural."

Kurosawa array responded calmly.

It is impossible to be sick, not even in this life.

"Oh, yes..."