"You want to trap me?" Amon stood outside the orphanage, looking at the wall that was not too high, and showed a contemptuous smile.
Although I don't know why, everyone is particularly concerned about tonight. It was during the busy time of everyone that Amon, who spent several days to find out the entire orphanage, finally ran out.
Even if he lost his extraordinary abilities, those memories were still in his mind. He could easily find the blind spots in the security personnel's vision and thinking, and he could also quickly determine where he could hide.
Although I misjudged some heights and caused myself to lose weight and have a small scratch, this is obviously not a problem————
These days, Amon has eaten well, so his health is still good.
"Where are we going next?" Amon walked slowly along the unfamiliar streets, looking at the vehicles on the street that were completely different from those of his era, and felt a little confused for a moment.
"This damn body!" Suddenly, Amon seemed to react and complained in a low voice. He took out a candy from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, and then started looking for a target to attack.
Yes, start, because he has no money and no food.
The three meals in the orphanage are easy to digest, have relatively balanced nutrition, and are not easy for children to eat (seed, braised noodles, multigrain meat porridge, etc., because this kind of food even contains vegetables that children do not like to eat)
, it is also difficult to pick out, and there is no need to consider the leftovers), but this also means that they are difficult to preserve. The food in Amon's hands now is only some candies that were rewarded by the aunts for good performance.
As for candy, I obviously can’t get enough of it.
Perhaps because the Chinese New Year is approaching, there are not many pedestrians on the street. During this time in the orphanage, Amon also learned some things about the outside world, such as traffic rules, currency in this world, and of course, some texts.
At this moment, Amon was very glad that he had secretly learned a bit of this language from his memory in order to scare the current secret agent, otherwise he would not even be able to understand the signs on the wall now.
Walking along the street, Amon bypassed restaurants, canteens and other places and headed towards more crowded places.
There are many pedestrians pulling cars on the street, and they seem to have similar goals.
"This is probably something that the district buys for the New Year? Well, in that case, they should all have money on them, right?" Amon thought, and his pair of small black eyes kept scanning back and forth in the pockets of these people.
Looking for the location of the wallet.
Although he has rarely actually stolen items with his hands, the Thief's Potion has existed in his body for so many years, and the knowledge of theft has long been reflected in his instincts.
However, something embarrassing happened to him——
Why don’t any of these people carry wallets?!
Amon didn't understand this situation very much, because in the general education class at the orphanage, he had seen the currency of this world. He couldn't think that these well-dressed guys could keep accounts when they bought things, right?
Unwilling to give up, Amon wandered on the street for more than half an hour. He touched countless people's pockets on the way, but found no wallets or coins. Instead, he touched a few strange things the size of an adult's palm, but the thing clicked.
They would ask him to input fingerprints or something, and then they would report errors continuously. Amon's knowledge of thieves from another world would not be able to open the "lock" of this thing at all.
"Tsk..." Amon felt that his stomach was getting hungrier and he decided to follow the crowd to the place where they bought things to find out what these guys were trading for.
But at this moment, Amon keenly noticed that there were eyes on him.
As a thief, Amon could easily detect the malice in his eyes. He almost immediately gave up the idea of stealing and took advantage of his short stature to sneak into the crowd in an attempt to escape.
But being short in stature means that his movement speed must be much slower. After running a few hundred meters, a man who looked unremarkable stood in front of him, and behind him, a hand grabbed his clothes.
collar--
"You brat, who are you hanging out with?"
A slightly angry voice came from the mouth of the man carrying him behind him. As a senior parasite, Amon immediately found a similar scene from his huge memory (this chapter is not finished yet!)
Amon's Adventure Part 2
scene--
These two men were probably local gang members, and they regarded themselves as pickpockets controlled by other gangs.
Thinking of this, Amon immediately displayed his acting skills as a god of deceit, and said pitifully:
"I'm a runner...the previous boss was arrested."
"Running orders?" The man blocking him showed a ferocious smile, and slapped Amon with his hand, causing blood to ooze from the corner of his mouth and stars to appear in his eyes.
Amon only felt extremely humiliated, but he also understood that he could not deal with these two people now. He could only continue to act cowardly and took out a few "bricks" the size of an adult's palm from his waist, which he had not taken out before.
There were few, but I didn’t know how to use them. I just thought they might be worth some money, so I kept a few of the best ones.
At this time, he threw a few bricks in front of the other party and said:
"This is all I have gained today. In fact, I just wanted to steal a few dollars for a meal. Who knew they didn't go out with money! If you can give me a bite of food, my life will be yours from now on!"
"
"Okay kid, there are two brushes!" The man behind him put Amon down and took the "brick" in his hand. His expression was a bit subtle. He just saw this kid looking for time and thought whose family it was.
The baby fished across the border, but unexpectedly encountered a wild craftsman.
Look at this kid, he doesn't speak well, even if he is kidnapped, he won't be a kid from a rich family. As for the hook (referring to the undercover)... he won't let such a kid come.
Thinking of this, the man winked at his companion, who nodded, reached out and patted Amon on the shoulder, smiling and saying:
"Want to hang out with us? Do you know the rules?"
"No, I don't know..." Amon stuttered deliberately, and then said with a somewhat naive expression:
"Give whatever you get to the boss, and the boss will take care of the food."
"That's okay, you can hang out with the two brothers first! Go and process your harvest first, and then I will take you to have a good meal!"
When Amon saw the man put the "brick" into his pocket, he thought to himself that this thing seemed to be worth a lot of money. When he reached out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, he followed the man obediently.
Seeing how well-behaved he was, the man thought he had been trained well by his previous boss. He lamented that he picked up a treasure for nothing on New Year's Eve while checking these mobile phones.
These days, people are less and less fond of bringing money on the streets. Although mobile phones are worth some money, they have to be sold by professionals, and the profits are basically eaten up by those who collect stolen goods.
"The brands are all mixed up. It seems like this kid doesn't know what things are worth... It looks like he needs to be taught how to recognize the brands..."
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