[Conan] Days at the Distillery Technical School

After she came back from the mission in Kyoto, Zhu Fu Jingguang found that Fujima Satoshi's time at home was shortened, not only that, but also the training time was shortened, he was a little worried.

He had no intention of following her, so he took a chance to ask her what was going on.

She said it was her new hobby.

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't doubt it at all - until he happened to see her walking into the small steel ball shop.

His heart suddenly lifted.

Are you still investigating the underworld?Or is it a secret mission given to her by the organization?It can't be her "new hobby", can it?

Zhu Fu Jingguang hesitated for a while, and finally stepped into the small steel ball shop.

The next day, he found another time to walk into the small steel ball shop, and she was still there, and she even used the cubicle specially for it.

On the third day, Zhu Fu Jingguang finally couldn't bear it any longer. He stood outside the cubicle with his arms folded, his face clouded over.

As soon as the cubicle door opened, he stepped forward and stopped her.

……

Seeing those usually warm phoenix eyes staring at her coldly, Fujima Tomo felt like she was caught by her mother when she skipped class and played games in an Internet cafe—although she had never tried it, and only listened to the lectures of her former classmates. Had such an exciting experience.

She subconsciously touched her bag with her hand.

This little move was noticed by Zhu Fu Jingguang, and he frowned: "What's in the bag?"

She shook her head guiltily.

"Give me your hand", Zhu Fu Jingguang was obviously a little annoyed, and his tone was not as gentle as usual.

Want to slap your palms?

Fujima Satoshi cautiously stretched out his hand—but was held by him, and he walked out of the small steel ball shop.

"It's too noisy inside," he explained lightly.

"What's going on?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked.

She didn't answer, just lowered her head.

Seeing her like this, he felt even more angry. He held back and continued to ask in a more peaceful tone: "Is it a mission?"

She shook her head.

"Is it a mission?" He put the accent on "mission" this time to indicate whether it was a mission from the police.

She continued to shake her head.

Zhu Fu Jingguang understood, and he frowned: "So it's your new hobby?!"

She froze for a moment, nodded, and admitted.

...she was still lying to him.

How could such a person suddenly like playing pachinko?

Zhu Fu Jingguang's other hand hanging by his side slowly clenched into a fist, his chest heaved slightly, and a sense of unwillingness and powerlessness suddenly surged in his heart.

He didn't speak, and let go of her hand.

"Got it." He just replied flatly, "Be careful on the way home."

Fujima Satoshi was silent for a while before catching up.

"Lu Chuan!" She caught up with him panting.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked back at her, and met her eyes for a while, without speaking.

"Lu Chuan!" She took his hand, "Lu Chuan!"

Like a child shaking a grown man's hand for forgiveness, he thought.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

Her expression was troubled: "Luchuan..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart touched, and he suddenly regretted his actions.

She has her own plan and her own difficulties, is it his turn to take care of her?Even if you are a relative, you can't interfere with her plan casually, let alone get angry at her or lose your temper with her because of such a trivial matter...

He crossed the line.

But he's just...

Zhu Fu Jingguang's expression softened, and he said softly, "I'm sorry, if you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me."

She said softly, "Lu Chuan, I'm sorry..."

He embraced her and embraced her in his arms.

"I'm sorry to lie to you, I won't be like this in the future", she patted his back, then gently broke away from her arms, and handed him the bag she was carrying: "I'll show you the bag."

……

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't expect that just a week after the steel ball incident, a major incident would happen in the organization.

It was hard for him not to link that incident with Tomo Fujima.

The reason was that Gin Jiu received an anonymous email in his mailbox.

【It's a great honor to hack into your kill list system. I'm ranked third. Here's a merciless request: Can you change my name for me?Please change the original remark name (forgive me for not even wanting to mention it) to "Louis XIV"—Louis XIV on] The source of the email is unknown, and the members of the information team in the organization have no clues to track it down.

Quietly hacking into the organization's system...the plan to disturb the organization last time...

This self-proclaimed "Louis XIV", what exactly? !

It's that blondguy again.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Fu Jingguang thought: there must be a close connection between Blondguy and Fujima Tomo.

After leaving the small steel ball shop that day, she showed him her bag, which contained a computer.

"Not playing pachinko," she clarified.

As for why she chose the small steel ball shop, she didn't say, and he didn't ask.

At night, Zhu Fu Jingguang rarely suffered from insomnia, he tossed and turned for a while, got up and went to the balcony outside, looked up at the bright moonlight.

...

The next day, Zhu Fu Jingguang went downstairs with a tray containing a plate of dishes, and was going to have lunch with Tomo Fujima.

When he closed the door, Zhu Xingda happened to come back from outside.

Zhu Xingda's eyes lingered on the tray in his hand for a few seconds before entering his room.

After passing by for a very short time, Zhu Fu Jingguang inexplicably felt that Zhu Xingda's eyes were strange.

But soon he will know what's wrong with Zhu Xingda's eyes.

"Lu Chuan, what should I do, you are too kind", Fujima Satoshi wandered around the room, not knowing what to thank him for.

Snacks that he doesn't like... Looking at it again, she has nothing to give away at all...

Zhu Fu Jingguang held down the shoulder of the little curly hair that was spinning around like a small spinning top a little funnyly: "Sit down, you are dizzy."

Little Curly himself was a little dizzy, and nodded in a daze: "Okay, okay."

"It's nothing at all," he said with a smile, "Don't take it to heart, you just think that since we live so close together, it's nice to have dinner together."

... What's more, he is just a honeytrap, and he feels guilty for being so touched by her.

"I'll make it for you next time," Fujima Satoshi could only think of this way.

Zhu Fu Jingguang originally wanted to take this opportunity to secretly tease out her relationship with that mysterious person blondguy/Louis XIV, but he had no choice but to eat half of the meal, and the unpleasant burnt smell slipped in through the crack of the door.

Fujima Satoshi put down his job: "I'll go and have a look."

Zhu Fu Jingguang also got up.

The burnt smell came from the third floor, filling the entire floor, and even the landlady couldn't help but go out to check.

She was a little worried: "Lu Chuan, you didn't forget to turn off the fire, did you?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head: "I closed it."

He can probably guess whose masterpiece it is.

... After going up to the third floor, the source is indeed Zhu Xingda's house.

Knocking on the door of Zhu Xingda's room, after entering, he saw the evidence of the crime in the kitchen - a pot of burnt charcoal.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was a little helpless.

Why did he feel that Zhu Xingda was competing with him in secret?

... Seeing him carrying the dish down to find her to have dinner with, he felt annoyed at the kind of rivalry with him in secret.

He glanced at Zhu Xingda who was standing on the side with a calm expression, and Zhu Xingda glanced at him indifferently.

What's the comparison?It's not the king of kitchens... I can't tell, Zhu Xingda is quite naive.

Zhu Xingda picked up the towel hanging by the kitchen counter and wiped his hands, wiping off the gray and black on his hands: "I'm sorry to disturb you, I didn't notice it for a while, I didn't pay attention to it."

Fujima Zhi felt sorry for his pot, picked it up and looked at the bottom: "This pot can't be taken anymore."

Zhu Xingda subconsciously tried to stop her, stretched his hand into the air, but retracted it, hanging by his side, his fingers curled slightly into fists.

He looked away.

She put down the pot, glanced at her hands, and said "eh?"

The hand holding the handle of the pot instantly turned into little black paws.

He just wanted to stop her.

There was a faint smile in Zhu Xing's big green eyes unconsciously, but when he realized it, he covered his eyelids again to hide the smile in his eyes.

……

Zhu Fu Jingguang secretly sighed.

Because when Zhu Xingda came out, he couldn't get a word.

After a few days he was on a mission.

On the days when Zhu Fu Jingguang and Amuro Toru were both out, Gin Jiu asked Fujima Satoshi to go there.

"Learn from the people in the information group for a while," Gin's instructions were simple.

Fujima Satoshi nodded: "Okay."

Her math skills and C language foundation are very good, and she made up for the secret technique a while ago, and her brain is also very bright, if she learns it systematically.guest.Penetration hacking techniques and anti-hacking.guest.Intrusion detection technology may be much more useful than the group of people in the information group who "can't develop software that even a game system engineer can write".

——Gin thought so.

"A bunch of trash," Gin closed the Porsche door and put his hand on the roof.

He didn't know anything about being hacked into the system, and even let that person get his mailbox, but he couldn't find it.

The organization has no enmity with the Kaitou Kidd, and even Belmode and the Kaitou Kidd have a master-student relationship, and they are related by relatives.Suddenly a weird "Louis XIV" appeared...

Gin narrowed his eyes slightly.

From this day on, Tomo Fujima began her three-point-one-line training class life of "home-information base-supermarket".

…Every day I live as if I am going to take the college entrance examination.

Her invasion.Intrusion technology and anti-intrusion.She learns technology very quickly, and it is precisely this speed of making up for the rocket that makes her existence a nightmare for the information base.

Every time the member named Tomo Fujima mastered a technology, a poor programmer was recruited.Hit patrol.The leader of the information team of the TV station grabbed the trainer and gave him a meal.The content of the training is nothing more than "trash" and "bad fish" this kind of trash talk inherited from gin.

Some programmers finally couldn't sit still and took some snacks: "Xiaozhi, let's take a break, and we don't need to participate in the competition!"

A programmer stroked her little curly hair affectionately: "I've lost a lot of weight, you should take a good rest."

After touching the little curly hair, I rubbed my hands unwillingly: Damn it, why do some people work so hard to get so much hair and the hair quality is so good!I'm in tears!

But the snacks couldn't stop her from moving forward.

Tomo Fujima thought of the situation when he rented a small pachinko machine at the pachinko shop not long ago in order to send out that provocative email, just to study hard to hide the .IP address technology, and secretly clenched his fists.

If you don't learn at this time, when will you wait!If you don't learn from the free training class, you are a fool!

The road is long and long, and I will search up and down.There is a way in Shushan...

Hey, it's you, you who are still smiling strangely in front of your phone, hurry up and study after reading this chapter!

Off topic.

Anyway, one day Satoshi Fujima came home from the information base and happened to meet Zhu Xingda.

Zhu Xing took a big look at her thinning face, turned around and went upstairs without saying a word.

After a while, there was a knock on her room door.

"For you," Zhu Xingda handed her a plate with strange food, which smelled like curry.

Tomo Fujima was a little stunned. She knew Zhu Xing was not good at cooking, and she never brought her food, but why did she come to deliver a dish to her suddenly?

Seeing her staring at him blankly, Zhu Xing said in a blunt tone, "Take it."

... After another three seconds of being stunned, he retracted.

She quickly took it: "Thank you, would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

Everyone has brought food to her, so we can't let people stand outside and wait for the dishes to be collected.

Zhu Xingda wanted to refuse, he thought that he might as well just leave the plate to her, but he moved his lips and said, "Yes."

"Why did you suddenly give me food?" She asked after entering the room.

Zhu Xingda came into her room for the first time and was studying the living room carefully. He turned his head to look at her with a flat tone: "Can't I?"

She choked and nodded: "Oh, you can."

Seeing that she was still staring at him blankly, Zhu Xing's big eyes flickered away: "Don't show such an expression."

She blinked: "I..."

In the prolonged sound of unknown meaning, his breathing became a little rapid.

"I like you very much, Zhu Xingda."

There was a loud "boom" in his heart, and he stopped for a few seconds before slowly returning to normal operation, his pulse getting faster and faster.

As for what she said next, he couldn't hear clearly:

"You don't need to make something with your own hands. I'm not picky about food. Even if you don't give me anything, or even grab food from me, I won't hate you..."

He did not hear.

Among all the messy words, he only heard "I like you".

The author has something to say:

Viewing small theater:

Jing Guang (face turning blue): You, you just use that pile of goo to lie to her...

Toru Amuro who came back from get off work without knowing the truth (stop): Hiro, calm down.

Touzi turned his head to see the big screen, and his hypocritical smile gradually disappeared: ...Where is my knife?What about my 40m knife?

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!