Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

The public student held the handle of the motorcycle tightly, and the car left the parking booth, drove into the sidewalk, and then drove into the driveway.

On the side of the road, how many girls are hiding from the rain.

The makeup on the face was removed, and it was washed by the rain to the original.

"Brother, do you know the models painted by Fusha?"

Suddenly froze, Xiao Lan lay tightly on her back, her heartbeat roaring in her ears like rain.

And in the backpack, there is also a copy of Fusha's clothing accessories.

The happiness that should have been shared with Shinichi, but he didn't say it, but even if he said it to Shinichi, he wouldn't care.

Xinyi's mother is a big star. To Xinyi who has been in contact with such a model since he was a child, he probably wouldn't care too much about it, and all he has in his head is "The Detective Collection of Sherlock Holmes".

"Isn't it an appointment, we will go together next Saturday."

The helmet can only cover the rain, but it also blurs the vision.

Gongsheng needs to speak much louder than usual, because the helmet blocks the sound, and when it rains, the sound transmission is blocked, and it will become blurred and hard to hear.

Looking at the road ahead, and because of the sudden heavy rain, many people on the side of the road began to look for taxis, and the road conditions became congested due to the activity of the cars.

The locomotive passed through the cracks, increasing its speed, and soon the apartment buildings in the distance could be seen.

"It's an appointment... But the invitation letter from Fushahui Company only gave me time, but didn't leave the contact's phone number..."

Will it be fake.

The sky resounded with thunder, and it slammed into my ears.

Hugging the boy tightly again, Xiaolan trembled all over, revealing her fear unreservedly, without hiding it at all.

Close your eyes tightly, don't want to go to so many things in your mind.

It seems that at this moment, Shinichi, his father, and his mother cannot protect themselves.

The shield in the dream is resisting everything.

"Silly sister."

Gongsheng felt the strength coming from his waist, and the approach from behind was more comprehensive.

Turning the hand again, the pointer on the instrument rushed to a higher and faster number.

......

At the moment, Lan's house, in the apartment.

Sonoko was curling up his legs, staring sideways out of the window, watching the rain splashing on the glass, accompanied by thunder and lightning in the sky.

Living away from home for the first time...

Without the identity of Miss, everything becomes strange and uncomfortable, but everything needs to be familiarized and adapted slowly.

For example, Yuanzi has only eaten a little bread and drank a little pure water since morning.

Can't cook.

And there are no ingredients in the refrigerator, so Xiaolan leaves in a hurry to make a date with Xinyi.

Bow your head, cover your belly...

"Bastard boy, I'm hungry."

Next to it is a rag doll that has been pierced more than a thousand times, with the distorted words 'Mashup Brother' written on it ten years ago.

Picking up the needle, Sonoko pricked it again.

The rain outside kept beating the exit drum for the eldest lady, and she was unwilling to go out for dinner.

Also, stubborn, do not want to contact the family to send a nanny.

"Wooooow~~ I'm so hungry~~"

Chapter 40. That Knot

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

Two sounds were made at the same time, the sound of thunder and the sound of opening the door at the same time.

Gongsheng took back the key and put it in his pocket, pushed open the door of Lan's house, and motioned for Mao Lilan to go in first.

"Brother, won't you come in?"

Putting the cake on the shelf in front of the door, Mao Lilan looked back at the Gongsheng who was about to turn around and asked.

"I went to the convenience store downstairs to buy some things, and I'll come up later. The bag is here."

The only good thing is the backpack.

Because it is a computer bag, it is waterproof. Otherwise, not only the public is in a state of drowning, but also the laptop is also swimming ashore.

After finishing speaking, the public student once again took the elevator that was not yet closed.

Standing in front of the door, Xiaolan stared at the backpack on the ground, and the double raincoat was also hanging on the umbrella stand.