Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

Chapter 11. Secret Soup Snowy Night Long-sleeved Kimono Incident. The Beginning

In this way all plans can be carried out.

Gong Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and refocused on the legal documents.

Just get those files out of the way...

If it is fast, it should be finished next week, and with the time spent staying up late, it should be faster.

It's just that if you don't go to school and deal with legal affairs at home every day, you will expose some things about yourself...

It will be bad if the queen mother finds out.

Gongsheng couldn't help gritting his teeth, and swiped the keyboard with both hands more desperately, transcribing a whole page of text in a few minutes at a speed twice as fast as before.

Seeing the boy's earnestness at work, Yuanzi, who was sitting opposite him, also retracted the hand that had just bumped his fist, picked up the prepared spoon to stir the porridge, and dug a spoonful into his mouth.

Very delicious porridge.

Mao Lilan, who was staring at the direction of the bathroom, was still humming softly, as if she was in a super good mood because of something, and combed her hair in the mirror.

Just like a normal family morning!

Inevitable illusion...

Yuanzi felt that his brain circuit was getting more and more wrong, and these weird thoughts would always appear.

"Beep beep———!"

"Beep beep———!"

The phone rang twice in a row, and it came from Gongsheng's pocket.

Withdrawing his hands on the keyboard, he opened the flip phone, and an unfamiliar phone number was displayed on the screen.

"Hi, hello, Mr. Mori, may I ask who you are?"

It's very early now, not the time to dial the phone for stock securities and business sales, it is obvious that he knows his own phone specifically, and then calls at this time.

There is also a situation where the other party is very anxious, but because some things need my help, they have been waiting, waiting all night.

Gongsheng looked out of the window, at this moment the sun had completely penetrated the sky, bathing the whole Tokyo in sunshine.

So instead of waiting until eight o'clock, I chose to call in a hurry.

"Hello Maori lawyer..."

It was a female voice, which seemed to carry some excited emotions, mixed with a kind of eagerness, but she tried hard to suppress herself and calm down.

"Don't call me a lawyer, I'm just acting as a legal adviser, it looks like you have some problems and need my help, don't you?"

Sherlock Holmes' reply.

Because this is a very polite way, and very professional question and answer way.

Show the other party that you have deduced the other party's needs for yourself, and let the other party have initial trust in you with words alone.

Then use an inquiring tone, reveal humility, and expand the topic for the other party, so that the other party will not feel that your existence is too far away.

Always keep a distance from your customers. The control of this distance, near and far, is a manifestation of communication.

Otherwise, I have already guessed that it will be like Kudo Shinichi, and there will be a lot of crackling...

I'm afraid the customers are not disgusted yet, and those who listened to the conversation wanted to roll their eyes.

"Well, yes, I have a very important matter to ask for your help, because... woo woo woo woo... I really don't have any other options."

The only choice other than you is to kill.

The voice on the other side began to sob sadly, unable to hold back his emotions.

The public student reached into his pocket, took out a pen and a small shorthand notebook, and turned to a new page.

"It's okay, at least I'm still your last choice. You can tell me your address directly, and tell me the time when you can meet and communicate with me, so that I can find you conveniently."

I hope this time I will pay the commission fee.

This is the minimum label for public students.

It is hard to imagine this kind of grief when the two cases were concluded without paying the lawyer's fee.

As a newcomer in the legal field, I didn't receive attorney fees for the two cases, and the refund of the court fees was tortuous and tortuous for a long time before I barely got it back to the account.

Waiting, the crying voice on the other end of the phone gradually became weaker, and the emotion gradually adjusted and recovered.

Hearing a moving sound, it seemed that he brought the microphone to his mouth again...

"I'm at XXX, Mihua Town. If possible, can you come here today... Sorry, maybe I'm too anxious."

There were a few more sobs, and the other party tried hard to restrain their emotions.

It sounds like the incident was serious.

The public student didn't interrupt, and waited patiently for the other party to continue to suppress his emotions before expressing them.

I don't want my behavior to break the last string of the opponent.

"I always have time now, you can come here any time, you can call me when you come, and I will welcome you... Please be sure to come."