Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Chapter 283 Monday (Tuesday)

After leaving the cafe, Conan walked a few steps quickly, walked to the same level as Haiyuan, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Ren, what does this mean..."

"I don't know. Maybe he has other plans." Haiyuan did not turn his head, still looking straight ahead, walking slowly and unhurriedly, "Anyway, it will take a long time, he will give you an answer. Just wait."

……

At two-thirty in the afternoon, Haiyuan stood downstairs at the Mori Office with his handbag in hand, waiting for someone to come downstairs.

I have an appointment to learn to knit a sweater this afternoon, and I have tools in my bag that I may need.

This handbag was not the one given by Lu Ren. Carrying that bag on the street was really a bit too extravagant and dangerous for a child.

Easily robbed.

Moreover, Haiyuan was reluctant to use it.

……

Before being formally taught, Haiyuan checked the information on the Internet, did some previews, and learned about the general process of knitting sweaters and the tools required.

as well as--

The next one is their master, Fei Yingli, who will teach them how to knit sweaters for a week.

Before this, Haiyuan had never met Fei Yingli. He only knew that she was Mao Lilan's biological mother and that she was separated from the drunken and confused detective.

Others are unclear. Haiyuan didn't know what Fei Yingli looked like, let alone Fei Yingli's temperament.

Fortunately, it is easy to find this person's information online.

[The Undefeated Queen/The Queen of the Legal Realm/The Undefeated Queen of the Legal Realm]

...Anyway, no matter which title, there is the word queen.

In addition to her glorious record, there are photos of Fei Yingli's public trial and subsequent interviews on the Internet.

Well, she is a great beauty.

If you add Conan's evaluation, it is - a beauty who is meticulous, strict to the point of cruelty, and has a bad temper, and often scolds and hits others (limited to childhood, Xiaolan played in Xiaoxin's area until she was covered in mud, and then came back to be beaten) ).

It feels like he and Lan are two extremes.

Haiyuan let out a breath and squeezed the purse in his hand. He would know after a while.

She is actually not afraid of this kind of person.

As the head scientist of the organization, Haiyuan often dealt with Gin.

That gin guy...

Who could be more cruel and harsh than him?
  So...it doesn't matter.

What Haiyuan can't handle is the kind of familiarity/over-enthusiasm/over-tenderness.

For example, Shiina flower and Maori orchid.

Mao Lilan is okay, especially Shiina Hua, who has to hug her every time.

At two forty-five, a quarter of an hour later, there was a knock on the door from the corridor, followed closely by the sound of footsteps.

The appointment time was at this point, so Huiyuan arrived early.

The two chatted for a while, then walked to the platform and started waiting for the bus.

After getting in the car, the two sat side by side in the back seat of the car.

The gray field is on the inside and the orchid is on the outside.

After sitting down, Haiyuan put his head to the side and stared at the scenery outside the window. She doesn't like talking to people.

Kelan was in high spirits, and even though it was cold, she couldn't resist her strong desire to communicate.

Unless Haibara covers his ears, words will inevitably reach his ears.

"Book signing/Ten years apart/Let's have dinner tonight/Seven o'clock/Restaurant Française/Tea party/Lucky color/The legend of the red thread."

Lan's voice is nice and she doesn't speak too fast. There is no feeling of birds chirping in my ears.

Therefore, Haiyuan only felt a little helpless, but not angry.

This feeling was actually quite familiar to her. When I was in the organization earlier, every time I met with my sister, she would always talk and she would listen.

It's just that compared to Mao Lilan, her sister's voice is more mature.

In terms of mentality...

No evaluation.

If, just if.

What if——Lu Ren had not saved her sister.

Then she should be very resistant to Mao Lilan now.

Not for anything else, just because she can see the shadow of her sister in Mao Lilan.

The clouds covered the day and the sunshine. In the darkness, Haiyuan's face was reflected in the car window.

His face was expressionless, with dark circles under his eyes, and a little gloomy... In a daze, Haiyuan remembered the previous conversation with his sister.

[How could anyone like a dark girl like me? 】

dark……

Haiyuan turned to look at Mao Lilan.

Sunshine, vitality, vitality. Her smile is gentle and healing, and she is also considerate of others.

if……

That's all, don't think about this.

Haiyuan suppressed the fleeting thoughts in his heart and said softly, "Sister Lan."

"Huh? What's wrong with Xiao Ai?" Lan asked.

"In your eyes, Lu Ren, what kind of person is Brother Ren?" Huiyuan said.

"..." Lan fell into silence. After a moment, she smiled bitterly and said, "It's really hard for me to answer your question."

Lan looked at Huiyuan, "Xiao Ai, what kind of person is Brother Ren in your eyes?"

Haiyuan blurted out, "A person who is trustworthy and someone I am willing to trust. (In most cases)"

"It's good." Lan smiled and nodded, "My feelings are almost the same as yours. Brother Ren is very good to me and us. It's just that I don't really agree with some of his views and practices."

What Brother Ren did might be right, but she didn't want to admit it now, let alone become that person.

Just think of it as her willfulness.

Lan didn't want to mention it anymore, so she changed the topic and looked at the bag in Haiyuan's hand, "Xiao Ai, why don't you bring the one that Brother Ren gave you?"

"The security is poor and I'm afraid of being robbed."

"...Same." The public security here is indeed not good.

Five minutes later, the two arrived at the door of Fei Law Law Firm.

Lan walked in front, raised her hand and started knocking on the door.

"Please come in."

……

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Haiyuan packed his things, took his bag, stood up, bowed slightly to Fei Yingli, performed the disciple ceremony, and then said goodbye and left.

Lan didn't go with her. I still have something to talk to my mother about.

After Haiyuan closed the door, Fei Yingli took off her glasses and rubbed her eyebrows, "This kid will be a good lawyer in the future."

Calm, mature, rational, serious and understanding.

"Is she the doctor's child?" Fei Yingli asked.

Mao Lilan put down her needlework and nodded repeatedly: "Yeah. She's very cute! I really want to hold her in my arms."

Fei Yingli joked: "Yes, it's much cuter than when you were a child."

"Forehead."

"It's infinitely better than a certain arrogant little devil." Fei Yingli pointed to the ball of wool on the table, "This is also for that arrogant little devil."

"It's Xinyi's birthday soon."

"It's May 4th, so you have to hurry up. Otherwise, you won't be able to finish it by then."

"Try it first. If it doesn't work, go to the mall to buy it during the day on Sunday." Mao Lilan was very open-minded. She was in no hurry.

She originally planned to pick one up at the mall as a gift, but had no plans to knit it by hand. It just happened that Haiyuan also had such needs, so she came with him.

After all, my mother is very cruel to children.

She was scolded a lot when she was a child and has personal experience.

As a result, my mother quite admired Haiyuan.

Good.

Lan was completely relieved. She looked at the time and put down her needle and thread. "Mom, I'm going back first to see how dad's preparations are. Remember to come when the time comes."

"Don't worry, I promised you something. I will definitely not break my promise."

"Yeah." Before reaching the door, Lan turned back and asked, "Mom, why did you separate from my dad in the first place."

Fei Yingli was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "These are all old things, why are you mentioning them?"

"Ok."

Lan leaves the office.

Fei Yingli stood back, leaned against the back of the chair, and put her hands on her legs.

After a long time, she closed her eyes and whispered: "It's all old things. Just don't mention it."

(End of this chapter)