Find Me in 1000 Years

Back Training

He rubbed his eyes before getting out of bed. While thinking what he wanted to do, the young man moved to the door and stepped out.

Outside, it turned out that people started descending to the 1st floor for breakfast. Irish saw Ken standing near the fence on the 2nd floor, instantly calling out to him. "Ken, let's get off breakfast!" He waved his hand.

The young man while tidying up his messy hair, went down the stairs. He approached the dining table and turned to the sofa where he laid Vicky down and the man was still sleeping there.

"It's your breakfast this morning." Irish handed the package along with a glass of coffee in a plastic glass.

"Mk." Ken pulled out his chair. When he sat down, he realized he had coffee. "What'sthis? Coffee?" His face showed dislike. "Is there no warm chocolate or cold juice?"

Jack, Ben, Irish and Devan are having breakfast, looking at him.

"Why don't you just ask for chocolate milk?" ledek Devan, the guy with the glasses.

"I'm not that old, I have to drink coffee."

The young man's comments again got a sharp glare from those who were sitting with him. Ken had to shut up. He pulled the package in front of him that felt warm. There is a large meat sandwich. He started to bite her.

"Today you're going to practice Ken again, but soon," Irish said.

"But we're going to meet for a while, because the time is narrow" Jack said. "I hope you're ready tonight" he told Ken.

The boy stopped eating. "What's? Later tonight? Isn't it too soon?"

"It's for tonight's show, so, can't help but, you should be ready."

"What's? I'm not a robot." The young man looked at everyone in front of him. "Do I have to steal any more jewels at another museum?"

"No, it's completely different. I'm going to put you in a mansion with strict supervision. No one can enter the house easily, so can we, but later that night the house will have a party so that the security of the house is relaxed. You're gonna go in at the party and get stuff in the safe."

Ken scratched his head. "What are you crazy about, hanging this hard thing on me?" His gaze was instantaneous. "Find someone else!" The young man immediately stood up, but Irish held back his arm.

"We've considered carefully, you can definitely do it" said the woman.

Ken brushed off the woman's hand and was about to leave.

"You can't turn it down because you're our member" the woman said casually.

The young man was upset. He came back, but only to take his breakfast and leave. He spent the breakfast in his room.

Just as he finished his bath, the woman approached. The woman had returned as usual, being inside her room without excuse. It seemed that the young man indeed could not have any privacy.

"Come, now we're training."

Ken was forced to follow the woman into a room. It was the first time he ever trained. Did he have to repeat his training at that time?

The door was opened and in the room the lights were on, with the curtains closed in each window. In one corner of the room was a table with an iron box placed on it. They came to the table.

"You're gonna learn to open this safe now." The woman pulled the chair that was on the side.

Ken pulled the chair in front and sat facing the iron box.

"The prune is locked and must know the key number in order to be unlocked, but it can also open by listening up close when the number is dialed." Irish stood up from her seat and tried to open the safe door. " Nah, it's like it's locked." He turned to the round iron in the middle of the door. "You'll have to turn this around to find the key number for the door to open. It's 10 numbers."

"Well, that's a lot." Ken's surprised.

"But you don't have to memorize it if you can open this door by just listening to it."

"You can use this tool." The woman offered a medical device that doctors often use.

"Stethoscope?" The young man frowned. "Wait." He stood up and placed his ear against the iron door. He then turned the round iron in the middle of the iron door. "I can hear it."

"OKs. You better turn it to zero."

Ken according.

"After that, open it!"

The young man put his ear back on the iron door. Slowly he turned the round iron to the right until the sound of iron shifted. "One."

"Nr ...."

Although subtle, the young man could still hear it. He turned the round iron again until he heard the sound of the iron shifting again. "Two."

Irish smile.

Ken kept doing it until the last number. "Ten." He opened the door easily. "Oh, so." The young man sat back down.

"But the sound is very subtle, Ken. If you're in a quiet room it's okay, but we're going to a party. Silence is an impossible request." The woman thrust the stethoscope at Ken.

"Later. Uh, how about a key system?"

"Button?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"But as far as I'm concerned, this safe is no button system."

Uh, what year is it? Haven't found the button system yet? "Oh, so? Uh, I'm just giving you the possibility," elak Ken.

"Mh, we'll be meeting soon. After that we'll get ready to go." The woman returned the device.

"Ahhh ..," the young man scratched his head while receiving the stethoscope. Why is time so fast, huh .... This is not fair. To worry, I don't have time.

They then went back out of the room. Apparently, people were still gathered at the dining table. Only difference, there is Vicky there is taking breakfast or either lunch because time has increasingly shifted to daylight. The bule man looked up, as the people who asked him to speak looked up at Ken and Irish on the 2nd floor.

"You really went to that bar last night?" ask Ken the woman.

"Mmd? Aye." Yeah." The young man stepped forward and then turned and stepped back. "I'm going to rest in the room first. Just let me know if you're going to start a meeting." He then went into his room not far from there.

The young man entered the room and threw his body on the bed. "Huh ...." He put the stethoscope on the side. Ken sighed and looked at the ceiling. Then he remembered something until he reached into his jeans pocket.

The broad coin necklace in the middle was now on the sidelines of his fingers. The young man put it in front of his chest and held it. Suddenly he remembered Mira.

Mmh, I don't know why I feel like we're gonna see each other there again, Mira. Like you said, we met today. The young man smiled happily.

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This week we talked about technical work. It turns out that this time they entered the house of a millionaire who not only guarded the strict escort, but also quite sophisticated technological guard, so it has many traps for a thief.

The condition map inside the house is also doubtful, because it is likely to have been changed from the initial floor plan of the house.