Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

All book rights are sold.

She shows up in every place every day, praying like a crazy woman to be able to accept the commission.

He bluntly stated that the accuser behind the scenes was the daughter of a Tokyo congressman and the daughter of a real estate tycoon.

According to the boy, this must be done.

This is already eight law firms...

Keep getting up and picking up all the files, even being looked down upon and looked down upon.

But thinking of his own sister who endured such stares, she was finally forced to jump off from the [-]-meter position.

What are these public appearances...

[Get ready, we will be ready to start the court in two days——Mori Gongsheng. Legal Aid]

"Do you have to lose..."

"But it's better than this obscurity!"

Akechi Huili got up and went on to the next law firm. Anyway, there are still a few days left, so he will do the whole thing.

The nine families were kicked out...

No.60, was kicked out......

......

The hundredth family was kicked out...

Chapter 28. Sorry, I won't help you anymore, Lan

Today is an important day.

Waking up very early, propping up heavy eyelids that have only rested for four hours.

A pair of slender jade fingers typing on the keyboard is not only because of the girl's own skin color and delicateness, but also because of the sickly whiteness of the girl who has lived in the basement and laboratory for a long time and has never been exposed to sunlight.

Fushahui official website.

Just today, the official website announced the specific matters of Fusha's painting in the neon branch, as well as the specific address and time of the first press conference.

Fusa Ekishita will be there in person.

The latest women's bags, or bags that were only released in the past, may also have the opportunity to appear as re-engraved products at this conference.

But the price is beyond Miyano Shiho's reach.

"I really want to buy one for my sister..."

It is a luxury.

In his mind, he fantasized about Miyano Akemi receiving the backpack he sent, smiling on that gentle but sad face.

If so...seeing my sister's smile...

Sliding the mouse, Shiho looked at the advance photos displayed on the official website, many of which were out of print in previous years.

"Just give one to my sister, that's all."

However, it can only be expected.

Zhibao's money is not too much, and the real bulk belongs to scientific research funds, which cannot be withdrawn and used at will.

As for Mingmei's money, it is definitely not too much.

Those eyes that were buried by the darkness shone with crystal luster, but because of the same color of darkness and pupils, the crystal luster was submerged and turned into a void.

I no longer fantasize about sending a bag to my sister, or even take a step back, simply go shopping with my sister, and peek at the unaffordable bags through the window, I will feel excited from the bottom of my heart.

mouse down...

The information sent out along with this official website is about the results of the previous event, the first cover model of the Neon Division of Fushahui Group, and the audition results.

Many people signed up, and many celebrities sent out registration letters on Twitter.

Today is the day of the reveal.

"Maolilan?"

No pictures, no hints, no other information, just a name on it.

Shiho was stunned, filtering female celebrities all over the world in his mind, but there was absolutely no celebrity whose name was Mao Lilan.

So, Nihong and the high-level daughter of the United States, the family lady, the daughter of the chaebol?

Haven't heard of the surname Maori?

"There can't really be a girl who is loved by the lucky angel?"

The last question blurted out.

In his heart, Zhibao engraved the name of 'Mo Lilan' in his heart.

It's the first time I'm curious.

Not the curiosity about the mice, nor the curiosity about the death list.