Conan: I'm Really Not a Model Worker at a Winery

When Hiroki Sawada 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 worriedly: "Then... how is she doing?"

"What's wrong with that?" The corners of the mouth under the mask twitched, and he didn't mind the precocious kid like Hiroki Sawada, "Leaving early on the first day of work, and he likes to fight with me when he finds an opportunity. What do I say? She doesn't listen either... If it was my daughter, I would definitely beat her up."

Hiroki Sawada:? ? ?

Why did he hear something wrong with this?

Thinking about the mature voice of the masked man, Hiroki Sawada had a bad feeling: "Well, how old are you...?"

The masked man said: "You can just call him uncle...he will be 40 by the end of the year, and he will be younger than your adoptive father."

"...Okay Uncle."

Sawada Hiroki smiled awkwardly.

He thought the elders were very serious... This uncle refreshed his perception.

However, there is one big problem right now.

Just as Hiroki Sawada was about to say something, there was a 'dong dong' knock on the door.

"Master Hiroki, your dinner."

The person outside the door spoke in somewhat blunt Japanese.

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

The security outside the door took a look at the room and there was nothing unusual, then closed the door and left without saying a word.

Sawada Hiroki was also a little surprised when he turned around: Where is the person?

"here."

The voice actually came from above his head.

Hiroki Sawada almost wanted to raise his head to make a dumbfounded expression, but he held back forcibly and waited silently for the masked man to flip over the wall to the side of the TV.

"What did you want to ask just now?"

The masked man was doing his job cross-legged on the TV, a strand of silver hair protruding from the hood.

However, Hiroki Sawada didn't think about the 'disrespectful thing', he hesitated while eating:

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

"Oh, this." The masked man propped his chin neatly, "I wanted to see how the artificial intelligence system was doing. I knew the creator was only 7 years old, so I couldn't hold back, so I climbed up to have a look. .”

Of course, he has other goals...

Hiroki Sawada stopped chewing, and smiled lowly: "Sorry, Uncle, this hasn't been developed yet."

If he hadn't delved into 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 sadness: "I know... Fortunately, you didn't finish it, otherwise I would have to think about how to get rid of Schindler's company."

Sawada Hiroki: "...?"

Who is this uncle?The tone is so loud.

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

Sawada Hiroki: "???"

Uncle, he is just a squat at home, 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 delusion, "According to our investigation, for some reason, Thomas Schindler treated you almost under house arrest...staying in the room all day and night, when you rest You can only go for a walk on the window sill, and there are bodyguards watching you when you go to and from school, right?"

Seeing Hiroki Sawada'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 away or destroy your research results for you..."

"Oh, by the way, our organization provides five social insurances and one housing fund, work injury reimbursement, professional freedom, flexible overtime, and you can live like a normal person when you don't have any tasks.

"..."

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

"...That outrageous thing, it doesn't matter if you want it or not, as long as it doesn't get caught by others."

The masked man touched his chin, "So if you don't want to join us and destroy your own research results, we can only destroy them for you."

The principle is not to let this artificial intelligence fall into the hands of others, it doesn't matter if you own it, anyway...in his mind, it is not as fun as a smart machine.

"How? Think about it..."

"I'll join."

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

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

But then he clapped his hands suddenly: "Oh, that artificial intelligence is called 'Noah'? You can stay here and finish the development. You can leave a signal on the rooftop when it is almost finished, but Schindler can't get the finished product. .”

Sawada Hiroki nodded lightly: "I won't let anyone take advantage of 'Noah'..."

If it wasn't for this masked uncle who said so decisively that he wanted to destroy his 'Noah', then he wouldn't have agreed so simply...

I hope that 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 a little interested, "Should we change '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 a mobile phone."

Sawada Hiroki: "..."

So why is the phone called Nokia?

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

Chapter 58 Gin Jumped From the Building!

"...Is it like this, Uncle Blade?"

"No, no, your thighs are not even parallel to the ground... Raise your hands a little higher to stretch your muscles!"

"Uncle Blade, my balance is not good..."

"It's okay, just practice more."

"..."

For four or five days in a row, the masked man would stay with Sawada Hiroki for four or five hours.

Sawada Hiroki also learned the name of this easy-talking masked uncle... or the code name, 'Blade (pronunciation, jin)'.

And from the second day on, Uncle Blade started tricking him into doing 'preoperative preparations' on the rooftop when he was resting...

Xiao Hongshu was worried for a long time, only to realize that "shu" is a martial art, not a surgery...

It's just that after moving, 'Blade' often looks very helpless.

The little guy's physical fitness is too poor...

"You should exercise more." 'Blade' said.

But Hiroki Sawada is also very helpless: In addition to going to school, he can spend up to an hour a day on the rooftop, and can only stay outside for 15 minutes at a time.

Night of the sixth day.

Hiroki Sawada stretched his sore wrist from typing the code for too long, looked up and saw a familiar figure again, with a smile of his age: "Uncle Blade!"

'Blade' sat on the TV and waved his hand: "I'm going back to Japan tomorrow, and I'm here to say goodbye to you today."

"Leave tomorrow?"

Sawada Hiroki looked slightly stunned, and a sense of loss emerged in his heart, but he didn't show it.

'Blade' shrugged his shoulders: "My situation... is a bit complicated. After you complete the development, I will have someone pick you up and go back to Japan... I will put the contact information here, and you will remember to take it away later."

After finishing speaking, 'Blade' left a note on the TV cabinet, turned down the TV, pushed open the glass window and walked out.

"...I will remember."

Sawada Hiroki replied softly, looking fixedly at the night sky outside the window, a sense of determination was quietly brewing in his heart...

At this moment, 'Blade', who had already half walked out, suddenly poked his head in again: "By the way, you have to memorize what I taught you before, and organize an assessment every three months, so you don't fail. "

Sawada Hiroki: "..."

Why does Uncle Blade always interrupt him to brew his emotions!

'Blade' went on to say: "Also, you'd better turn on a desk lamp..."

Hiroki's heart warmed.

"Otherwise, if you use your eyesight like this, you may become blind when you grow up." Someone added.

Hiroki: "..." Return his touch!

Just after explaining to Hiroki, the masked man 'Blade' waved his hand, and under the gaze of Sawada Hiroki, he went down the [-]-story building...

Sawada Hiroki still remembers his conversation with Uncle Blade a few days ago:

"Uncle Blade, can you fly?"

"...that's not going to work, but I can take you if you want to go bungee jumping."

He also witnessed with his own eyes how Uncle Blade climbed up from the next floor with a long and thin fishing line...

Like Spider-Man in the comics.

Sawada Hiroki felt a little pity.

If it wasn't for the lack of time for free activities, he really wanted Uncle Yan to take him to play the so-called bungee jumping.