Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and troubles, it’s better to say goodbye.

I'll go ask Xiaozi this afternoon.

The donation is the result of the donation of the company.

The person is very gentle and the coffee he makes is good, but the rice is not very good.

But if you eat one or two meals now and then, there's nothing wrong with it. After all, her steaks are fresh.

That's it for dinner today.

At 7:30 in the afternoon, after eating five steaks and two pastas, Lu Ren paid the bill and asked, "Xiao Zi, do you have a cat?"

"No. The landlord won't allow it."

"That's a pity. Have you seen stray cats nearby?"

"nor."

It seems that the three-flowered flower has not appeared yet. Lu Ren continued, "Okay, then you can get busy. I'll leave first."

"Walk slowly and be careful on the road."

At the same time, Dr. A Li’s home.

Conan was lying on the sofa reading detective novels while drinking a drink.

"Edogawa, I have something to talk to you about." Haibara walked in front of Conan.

"explain."

"You know what Brother Ren likes."

Ok?

Hearing this question, Conan raised his head and put down the novel in his hand, "Why are you asking this? His birthday is coming soon? As for what he likes, he prefers to eat."

Do I need to tell you that?

"Any more?"

"No. Who knows what else he likes, and I didn't ask." Conan spread his hands, showing that he was helpless, and then asked again, "Why do you ask this?"

"I want to apologize to him."

Regarding being rejected yesterday, Haiyuan thought about it for a while after returning home, and finally came to the conclusion that Lu Ren might still be angry because of that joke.

Otherwise there is no reason to reject her.

Apologize?

Conan wanted to ask, but judging from Haiyuan's expression and her temper, he probably couldn't figure it out.

It’s better not to make things difficult for yourself.

"I can't help you with this. Although I often deal with him, most of the time I am solving crimes. Everyone is busy with their own business. I have never seen him show any special preference for anything."

"Think again, you are a famous detective."

"Even if you say that, by the way." Conan thought of a move, "I don't know, but some people should know. The waiter at the Rice Flower Cafe. I see Brother Ren deals with her every day. She should know."

Haiyuan hesitated for a while, then took out his phone and said, "Let me ask."

"You actually still have her phone number." Conan said curiously.

"She gave it to me last time we met."

Haiyuan replied, and then heard the call was connected, and an energetic voice came from.

"Which one?"

"it's me."

"Xiao Ai? Ah xN." After Shiina Hanagui screamed for a while, she asked, "Do you have anything to do with your sister?"

"Do you know what Brother Ren likes?"

"Brother Ren? Let me think about it." The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then suddenly said, "Brother Ren, he likes pets. This morning he asked me if I had any cats or dogs at home. After learning that I didn't have any, , I think he is still a little lost."

Is that the case?

Haiyuan was doubtful, but could not find a better solution at present.

"Thank you, Sister Hua."

"It's okay. If you have anything to do, call my sister. I'll hang up first."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Haihara looked at Conan and said, "There is one more thing."

"Ok?"

"The school will hold a garden party soon and requires groups to perform."

"Are we a team of two?"

"We were in groups of five, and I asked them to write Five Hundred Words."

"Huh?" Conan was puzzled, "What do you want them to do? Those brats will only get in the way."

Haiyuan held out two fingers, "First, there are not enough people with only two people. Second, the three of them are isolated. If I don't invite them, I won't invite them."

"Don't care about that. Why don't you ask Brother Ren to stop their five hundred words? I think it's enough."

Let me talk about what Conan learned from Lu Ren during this period.

That's just a little bit.

Don't meddle in other people's business.

"That's why we call them out. Isolated people are more likely to go to extremes. Brother Ren and I agreed that if a few of them commit crimes again, they will write a 500-word review for a lifetime. A lifetime is an exaggeration, but I estimate that the entire They have to write all the time in elementary school.”

"Okay. So what should we play?" Conan asked.

"It's not clear yet, I'll leave this matter to Tsuburaya."

You really can summon people.

Conan cursed but didn't say it out loud.

"Okay, come with me now." Haiyuan reached out and pulled Conan up from the sofa.

"Where?"

“Buy a cat.”

"You are really ready to give it away. But what do you ask me to do? I don't know much about cats." Conan didn't really want to move. If he had this time, he might as well read a novel.

"I have no money."

"You mean you want me to pay for it?"

"Yeah." Haiyuan nodded.

"What's the reason?"

“Because you have money.”

What Lu Ren did.

Conan thought for a while and decided to find a compromise. After all, the antidote had to be left to Haiyuan, and he didn't dare to really stalemate the relationship.

"Otherwise, I'll accompany you to catch a stray cat."

Haiyuan frowned, "Street cats are not wild and untamed."

"Let's give it a try. I feel that with Brother Ren's temperament, no matter how wild a cat is, it will be obedient in his hands. The most important thing about a gift is your intention, and the most important thing is to give it within your ability. If you spend a lot of money to buy a cat Money. I don’t think Brother Ren will be happy either.”

It seems so.

"Let's go."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 186 Test

For many industries, focus itself is an extremely rare gift.

Do one thing with no distractions and very efficiently. You can save a lot of time and devote yourself to other things.

It's no surprise that Conan has such a talent for solving crimes.

It's just that his talent level was too high, so he devoted all his energy to solving the case.

The human brain has its limits, and there are only so many processors. Focusing all your energy on solving crimes will inevitably lead to deficiencies in other aspects.

In other words, the truth is revealed again and again.

However, the characteristics of the world or the aura of his biological son are there, and ordinary people cannot find them.

Lu Ren, however, does not have such talent in solving crimes. He can be completely focused when writing, but he can't do it when solving crimes.

But so far, this flaw does not affect the number of draws he earns.

With the plot hanging on, Lu Ren can always be one step ahead of Conan.

Today is no exception.

It was just eight o'clock when the commission that came to my door was broken.

As usual, Lu Ren claimed that something was wrong and took Conan away from the scene of the crime. Leave Brother Maori to take notes.

Since the last ski villa incident, Conan unilaterally announced a clear break with Lu Ren, and the relationship has been relatively stiff.

But this did not affect Lu Ren.

As early as that time in the art museum, he knew clearly that there was an invisible and deep gap between him and these original characters.

From that moment on, there was no hope.

Even more so now.

But it doesn't matter, the distance between people is constant. The farther the distance between two people, the closer they will be to other people.

It may not be a bad thing.

Rather, Lu Ren is in better shape now.

You can devote yourself to work without emotion.

And Lu Ren has always been good at this.

Work is work.

Unless something endangers the life of the original character, Lu Ren will not ask, let alone intervene.

Because arbitrarily interfering may lead to changes in the plot.

The exception is Haiyuan. The two of them get along relatively well.

Xiaolan's words depend on his mood that day.

Generally speaking, it doesn't matter. Mao Lilan basically only feels pain for two things.

One is, encountering a murder case.

Second, I was thinking about Shinichi and was hurt by love.

The former can't help, and the latter doesn't want to help.

As for Conan, Lu Ren only cares about one thing, which is to prevent him from sending his face to the winery. Regarding other things, Conan loves whatever he wants.

But today, Lu Ren rarely cared about Conan.

"What's with the scratches on your face?"

Conan's face has two lines on the left and three on the right. It looks like a cat scratching it.

This discovery made Lu Ren interested.

This has been going on for two days. Lu Ren, who pursues the strategy of letting things happen, has not found a cat or dog.

On the contrary, he looked at Conan as if he had met a cat.