He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

“She can’t keep up the act forever. As long as I keep following her, I’ll eventually discover something, at least I can figure out her behavior patterns and thought processes.”

"How long do you think this will last?"

"Ah, anyway, I won't give up." Shinichi Kudo ended the conversation abruptly: "Mizuki, is there anything else?"

Ying Sheng sighed softly, "Sweet dreams."

"Huh...that's weird, bye-bye."

After hanging up, Ying Sheng dialed Yukimatsu Kiyoko's number again, and this time the call finally went through.

"Sorry, Hotaru-kun, I was just taking a shower."

Kiyoko's voice remained cool and gentle, seemingly no different from usual.

Ying Sheng was silent for a few moments. "How could you get home so quickly?" he asked. "The air is a bit chilly tonight."

If you use an anti-inflammatory spray in your mouth, your breath will definitely have a minty scent.

"Yes, there are some. Hotaru-kun, do you want to ask me about things related to Shinichi Kudo?"

"No, I'm just bored. Is there anything you want?"

"Huh? Why are you suddenly bringing this up? I need to think about it carefully. Hmm... Could you make it a little more abstract? Not a tangible thing, like someone's pain or something."

"Of course, anyone can."

"Well, I want to see my mother suffer. When she was spending that money on a frivolous lifestyle, she met some not-so-good people, and for some reason, they showed my picture to the public, and then she was subjected to strange harassment. It's really distressing."

"Does she need to die?"

"Yes, didn't Ying Sheng-kun advise me to befriend time and not to be impatient when things happen?"

"To put it bluntly, I'm not in a good mood."

"why?"

"For a woman I don't even really know, how should I put it... tsk, in short, everything is a bit strange, but I can't quite put my finger on it."

"Oh, then let's not do it. If you act impulsively, Hotaru-kun might slip up and the detective might find out."

"Alright, I will make sure Ms. Cedar experiences what hell truly is."

"I love you, Mr. Moon."

[Love +1]

A dial tone came from the receiver. Ying Sheng put away his phone, took a deep breath, and his expression returned to normal...

Snapped! ! !

A loud noise suddenly came from next door, which made him raise an eyebrow and feel a little curious.

Before Hotaru could even eavesdrop, he heard Kogoro Mori's impatient voice say:

"I've already apologized to Eri. You don't need to worry about this. Go back now."

The sound was quite loud.

Hotaru couldn't hear what Ran was saying, but just a moment later, Kogoro Mouri's voice rang out again:

"Okay, okay, don't worry about that. The food tonight was good, but it was from outside, right? Xiaolan, you still need to cook for yourself, don't be lazy. By the way, when did you get a new phone? Where did you get the money?"

A moment later:

"It's that Shinichi Kudo again. He solves cases without charging money, he... he..."

He couldn't continue speaking halfway through his sentence.

Ying Sheng chuckled inwardly. It was probably because this guy suddenly remembered that if it weren't for Kudo's help in this incident, he would probably still be in the dark about the matter and would have to stay in the detention center for at least a few more days.

Even now, Eri Kisaki still paid a large sum of bail to get him released.

Bang! ! !

Another loud bang—the hospital room door slammed shut. Hotaru walked towards the door, just in time to hear Kogoro Mouri's increasingly agitated voice:

"Hey, Xiaolan, don't go! Give me back my phone! I was wrong! I didn't bet on the horses!"

thump—

As soon as the first knock sounded, Ying Sheng opened the door. Xiao Lan looked indignant and turned to leave without saying a word. She almost bumped into a doctor on the way, knocking the alarm clock out of his hand, but Ying Sheng caught it in time.

Return it and apologize.

This interruption slightly calmed Xiaolan down, but her tone was still full of anger: "Shuiyue-kun, do you know that Dad just asked me for money?"

"what???"

This really confused Hotaru. Had Kogoro Mouri really gotten this bad?

Realizing that her words were ambiguous, Xiaolan sighed: "It's not that he's really so poor that I need to support him. Even if his firm doesn't open, the rent from the ground floor shop can still allow him to make a living."

only……

He just asked me about my phone, and when I said it was a gift from a friend, he immediately beamed with joy and said that friend must be Shinichi. He said that if we officially started dating, I should give him my allowance for this month so he could use it to buy horses.

I was so angry that I took his phone away to stop him from gambling.

Ying Sheng's eyes flickered slightly: "May I take a look at Mr. Mori's phone?"

Gambling seems like a pretty interesting thing, doesn't it?

Chapter 79 Xiaolan, you're too lazy!

After glancing through Kogoro Mouri's phone call history, Hotaru handed the phone back to Ran and smiled:

"The recent call logs don't involve horse racing. Mr. Mori is probably just holding a grudge against Kudo and spoke without thinking in his frustration. Don't worry too much..." Startled by Ran's sharp glare, Hotaru immediately straightened up:

"Mr. Mori is really going too far!"

Xiaolan's lips curled up slightly, but then immediately deflated, her mood still extremely bad.

"Mizuki-kun, how can we get Dad to change his ways? He wasn't like this before."

Weren't you full of confidence before?

"I do think he'll change, but I can't see any hope. I want him to get better soon."

“In my eyes, it’s just about leaving it alone and staying away, but you…” Ying Sheng sighed softly, “You could never do that to your own father. Sigh, let me think about it.”

"By the way, you should return the phone first; you're not really going to take it anyway."

Xiaolan pouted somewhat unwillingly, but still quickly ran back. Watching her retreating figure, Ying Sheng really wanted to say:

Let go of the need to help others and respect the fate of others.

He could say those words to anyone, but he couldn't say them to Xiaolan.

Even though Ying Sheng didn't need the unconditional kindness she gave him, he did gain something from it in the current situation.

Xiao Lan returned quickly, and Ying Sheng said:

"I think the key to breaking the deadlock lies with Attorney Fei. Don't they still care about each other? I don't know why they separated or if there's any chance of them getting back together, but love is definitely a great cure for despair."

Xiaolan sighed softly, "I've tried to persuade them many times, but it hasn't worked."

Ying Sheng shook his head: "That's definitely because you haven't found the root of the problem. How did you advise me?"

"Just...let them make up."

"Sigh, you really are an idiot."

Seeing Xiaolan's bewildered expression, Yingsheng glanced around. They had already reached the first floor, and the garden was not far ahead. Under the night sky, the flowers and plants were sparse and rather desolate.

Ying Sheng walked over to a bench, brushed aside a few fallen green leaves, sat down, and said:

"Do you think it's easy to persuade someone to change their way of life that has lasted for ten years? If you don't believe me, look at yourself. I've tried so hard to persuade you to move out and live alone, but I'm afraid you haven't even had a few thoughts about it."

Xiaolan sat at the other end of the bench, somewhat unsure of herself: "I don't think it's easy to make my parents reconcile. I've been trying to persuade them."

Ying Sheng asked, "Do you know what fake effort is?"

Xiaolan lowered her head: "I know."

"On the surface, you may appear very busy, but you are inefficient in your work, and you may even make some basic mistakes or have the opposite effect. This is fake effort."

There seems to be someone like that in our class too. Their notes are even neater and more detailed than yours. They practically want to draw the shape of every sneeze the teacher makes.

But how did she do on the last test?

Xiaolan lowered her head even further; she had completely understood what Yingsheng meant.

"Third from last."

"What about the other two guys who are even worse than her?"

"You're in last place, Shuiyue-kun."

"what?"

Xiaolan quickly explained, "But you missed the exam that day. Normally, you would be in the top three in the class; the second to last is Zhongdao, but he has never been focused on his studies, and his club performance is excellent."

Ying Sheng seemed to be deep in thought. He wondered why Zhongdao had an initial positive impression of him; it turned out to be because of this.

Well, let's just say we've uncovered an Easter egg.

He sighed softly: "So, don't you think that guy is actually wasting his time?"

She creates the illusion of being very hardworking by taking meaningless, thoughtless notes. But is she really studying hard? On the contrary, I think she is the least attentive person to her studies in our class.

It's merely using physical exhaustion to mask an empty and lazy mind.

Seeing that Xiaolan was in low spirits, Yingsheng paused for a moment and said, "On a side note, please don't call me a scumbag."

Xiao Lan immediately looked up, blinking her eyes curiously: "Absolutely not!"

“People with such empty and boring thoughts usually have a weak sense of self and care a lot about the attention and recognition of others.” Ying Sheng stretched out his right hand and slowly clenched his five fingers into a fist: “If I wanted to, it would be the speed of light.”

Xiaolan was stunned for two seconds before she reacted, gritting her teeth: "People..."

"Ok?"

"Human...scum of the earth!"