Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

It is also one of Lu Ren's favorite famous scenes.

Mysterious reason and a little bit of evil.

Make Haiyuan's image more three-dimensional.

I thought this plot was aborted and the pistol wouldn't appear.

As a result, he was beaten.

Then leave it to Haiyuan to play, and let her have the opportunity to recreate this famous scene one day.

But you have to make sure it's not lethal first.

Otherwise, don’t worry.

Some toy manufacturers now make toys for children that are a bit powerful.

It's easy to hurt yourself if you're not careful.

Haiyuan wasn't exactly a child, but he always wanted to be on the safe side.

Lu Ren turned around and pulled the trigger towards the door in front.

Just like pressing the switch of an umbrella, Lu Ren heard a blast and seven roses were shot out from the barrel.

Eh? It’s also a bit fun.

Suddenly I kind of like it.

Lu Ren played with it for a moment and stuffed the seven roses back into the barrel.

Then he put the pistol in his pocket, opened the door and returned home.

"You're back."

"Hmm. Why haven't you slept yet?" Lu Ren asked while changing his shoes.

The lights in the living room were on, and Haiyuan was sitting on the sofa holding Little Orange.

"Isn't it the school festival the day after tomorrow? I have something to ask you."

"Yeah." Lu Ren sat next to Haiyuan and took the orange that came from Haiyuan's arms.

"It really kisses you." Haiyuan said slightly. Lu Ren usually doesn't feed the cat or stay home.

Either she did it or Dabai did it, and in the end, Orange only recognized Lu Ren.

"Hahaha." Lu Ren masturbated twice, "That's right."

After all, he has Wan Jie, a cat-loving artifact. It can be called human catnip.

"Xiao Ai, what do you want to tell me?" Lu Ren tried to change the topic and reminded Hui Yuan.

"I suddenly thought of something today. When Edogawa becomes Kudo, what will happen to Conan?"

Lu Ren stroked the cat's hand and said, "Aren't you responsible for this?"

"You didn't tell me. It's not you who makes the decision, I'm responsible for executing it." Haiyuan said.

".", where has Huiyuan's subjective initiative gone? Could it be that he did too much?

Lu Ren thought for a while and decided to put this issue aside for the time being.

"Okay, I was negligent. Then you will dress up as Conan. The makeup will be done by Shimabukuro Kime. As for the voice, let the doctor help make a mask-type voice changer. During the school festival, you will say that you have a cold and wear it the whole time. Put on a mask.”

"Yeah. No problem. I'll ask the doctor for help when I get back tomorrow." Haiyuan replied.

"Do you have any other questions?" Lu Ren asked again. It's best to solve it once and for all.

"No more. I'm going to rest, and you should go to bed early." Haiyuan stood up from the sofa and walked upstairs.

"Wait a moment." Lu Ren called to Haiyuan, took out the gun and rose from his pocket, and handed it over.

Haiyuan reached out to take it and whispered, "Walter PPK automatic pistol, is this for me to use for self-defense? Where are the bullets?"

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What’s more, Lu Ren didn’t even know what this gun was called.

I just feel familiar with it and know how to use it.

After all, Huiyuan had spent time in an organization, and his knowledge reserve was different from that of ordinary people.

"This is a fake gun, a small toy." Lu Ren gathered his thoughts and pointed straight ahead, "You will know after you shoot in front of you."

Toy?

After Haiyuan heard this word, he was stunned for a moment.

Do you really treat her like a child?

She is no matter how old she is, and she still buys her a squirt gun.

Haiyuan frowned and fired a shot forward.

With a brush sound, seven roses shot out from the barrel again.

Eh?

Haiyuan was stunned for another moment.

Guns, roses.

There are seven roses.

I kinda like this toy.

"Thank you. I'll accept it." Haiyuan was now in a happier mood and his tone became much lighter.

"As long as you like it." Lu Ren rubbed Little Orange's head. Now he felt that it was better to play with the cat.

"But why are you thinking so hard about buying me this thing?"

"I didn't buy it either. My friend over there sent me a gadget." Lu Rendao.

"so."

"Yeah. By the way, this gun is quite exquisite. You can use it to scare Conan."

Lu Ren made a gun gesture and put it near his temple, "Just point it at his head and shoot him directly."

Huiyuan did not agree to Lu Ren's proposal.

She touched the petals of the rose. Judging from the texture, they were fake flowers.

Haiyuan had a clue in his mind, "The flower bullets in this gun can be replaced, right?"

"Yes, you can change it. You can put up to seven flowers, but one is fine."

"That's okay." Haiyuan reached out and pulled out seven roses from the barrel and held them in his hand. "Your suggestion is good, but you can't use roses. I'll buy some lilies or tulips tomorrow to stuff them."

"Huh? Why bother? This isn't it."

Lu Ren's next words were choked by the roses on his face.

Haiyuan tapped Lu Ren on the head with a rose bouquet, "Idiot."

Ok?

Then, Haiyuan went upstairs with the flowers.

Lu Ren was left sitting alone on the sofa, touching his face and thinking.

This artificial rose flower is too restored in places that shouldn’t be delicate.

The thorns scratched his face.

There is still some danger.

You really can't use this flower. Conan is definitely not as thick-skinned as him, so don't bleed when the time comes.

Dabai in the distance slid over.

[Master, little master, do you like the carbon-based creature named Edogawa? 】

Lu Ren thought for a moment, and then prepared to say according to his own understanding, "It depends on how you define liking. It has to be in the conventional sense. Probably not. It's more of a comradeship."

He is more like Xinlan.

[Then Master, why do you understand? Master is a fool. The gentle Dabai shook his head and sighed. 】

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Lu Ren bent down and knocked on the Dabai fuselage, "Why don't you say half of what you said? Tell the whole story."

【All right. Roses represent love, and the meaning of seven roses is - secretly loving you. You ask the little master to shoot this flower to Conan. The little master will definitely be angry. 】

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Damn it, the old thief Qisan mistook me.

This is what was in the original plot. He didn't know there were such twists and turns.

[Tulips and lilies represent friendship. The little master has already reminded you. Master, you are still asking why there are no roses. The master is an idiot. The gentle Baymax shook his head and sighed again. 】

"Stop swearing, stop swearing."

One chapter first.

The rest is still being written.

In the original work, Qi San indeed drew seven roses.

It's hard not to suspect that this old thief is trying to make a fuss.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 213: Generosity

Ugh.

Headache, high blood pressure.

Not in the mood to sleep.

Baymax is a robot after all, and doesn't understand the art of human subtlety at all.

This straight ball hammer made Lu Ren's head hurt.

But no matter what, Lu Ren felt that what Dabai said might indeed be true.

Forget it, don’t worry about it.

This is the world in which he lives, not the world written by Qi San.

The work will inevitably be mixed with the author's personal feelings. And feelings are the biggest variable.

Which character the author likes or dislikes will cause the work to deviate from the original creative intention.

That is to say, the taste has changed.

Therefore, it can only be said that the people Lu Ren came into contact with were similar to those written by Qi San, but they were by no means the same.

What did Qi San want to express, what did he want to imply, and what did the characters in his paintings do?

Lu Ren didn't care.

Those things have not happened yet and cannot happen.

This is not Qi San's world, and he can't make the decision.

I figured it out, but I still can't sleep.

Such a big mistake came out.

Lu Ren rubbed his eyebrows, took out his cell phone and called Hua Mi.

A moment later, a cold voice came from the other side of the phone, "Sir Glen, what are your orders?"

"Give me some bombs. I want a small-yield remote-controlled bomb. I need it now. I'll get it when it's ready."

Work when you can't sleep.

"Your will."