Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

If everything could be repeated, perhaps the ending of the story would be different.

Unfortunately, there is no if in the world.

……

After watching Shodo Weika get into the car and leave, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko also gave up the idea of ​​continuing shopping.

They declined Lu Ren's proposal to see each other off by car. After bidding farewell to Lu Ren and Xiao Ai, the two of them left the place hand in hand.

Oh, and there's a Conan carrying a shopping bag next to him.

But that's irrelevant. Lu Ren retracted his gaze, took out his phone and checked the time, "It's four o'clock. Why don't we go shopping nearby? You haven't bought your clothes yet."

"No." Haiyuan shook his head, "We have been shopping for a long time today. Let's go home and stop by the supermarket to buy some food on the way."

"Ah."

……

In the evening, the two returned home, each carrying a bag of ingredients for tonight.

In fact, according to Lu Ren's idea, he could just carry these things alone, but Huiyuan insisted on sharing some of them. Seeing her firm attitude, Lu Ren said nothing more. After weighing it for a moment, he handed the lighter portion to Haiyuan.

Dabai and Orange, who noticed the two returning home in advance, were waiting at the entrance as usual.

【Welcome the master and little master home. Gentle Dabai expresses sincere joy. 】

Compared to Baymax, who looked quite active by shaking his fuselage left and right, the reaction of Tangerine lying on its fuselage was much duller.

It raised its head slightly and glanced. After seeing clearly that it was a familiar thin figure, it meowed rather perfunctorily, and then continued to lie down on Dabai's body and take a nap.

"Brother Ren, has Orange gained weight again?" Haiyuan frowned, looking a little solemn.

In Haibara's impression, the last time she saw the orange, Baymax's body could still hold it completely.

Now it's completely the other way around. Orange's stocky body and slightly long cat hair directly wrap around Dabai's fuselage.

At first glance, it looks like a puddle of orange cat cake that moves from side to side.

"Pets are actually just like people. Being too fat can cause various diseases. Brother Ren, you really need to consider losing weight for Orange."

"It actually goes on the running wheel every day, and the amount of exercise is not low."

Lu Ren was also a little confused about Orange's current body shape.

He also didn't understand how this sturdy little orange, who had fought with Conan for a long time when he was a child and almost scratched Conan's face with a claw, gradually turned into what he is now.

Lu Ren bent down slightly, grabbed the orange cat by the back of his neck, and reached out to lift it up.

Tangerine, who was suddenly lifted into the air with his limbs completely stretched out, did not struggle at all. After taking a look at the large primate in front of him, he continued to snore and take a nap.

"You are quite comfortable." Lu Ren smiled helplessly, bending his arms and holding it in his arms. "I will take it to the doctor tomorrow and give it a comprehensive checkup."

"Ah."

Looking at the oranges balled up in Lu Ren's arms, Haiyuan said nothing and walked straight into the kitchen carrying the ingredients.

Seeing this, Lu Ren was about to follow him in and strike, but then was pushed out by Hui Yuan.

After trying to help to no avail, Lu Ren returned to the living room and sat on the sofa. He rubbed the orange lying on his lap and picked up the newspaper on the coffee table.

While reading the newspaper, Lu Ren would look up from time to time to glance at the little figure busy in the kitchen.

Her focused expression and neat movements made Lu Ren couldn't help but feel that time occasionally showed a gentle side to him.

"Brother Ren, it's time to eat."

"Huh? Oh, good."

Well, maybe it's not only gentle, but also passes quickly.

Lu Ren helped bring the dishes to the table, while Hui Principle stepped on the small stool and used a rice spoon to add rice to the two of them.

"By the way, Xiao Ai, I just watched the news. Osaka will play the final of the Tianlocust Cup tomorrow. The Tokyo SPIRITS team will face the BIG Osaka team."

"Yeah. It's a pity that the main players of both teams can't play."

"Huh?" Lu Ren looked stunned, "Do you know about this?"

Haiyuan nodded. She wasn't very interested in football, or in other words, she wasn't interested in any sport that required physical effort.

But her deskmate is a football fanatic. Even if you no longer want to talk to him, you will still be forced to listen to him from time to time.

Haibara: "Tokyo's main player Hideo Akagi is injured, and Osaka's Higo Takasuke is forced to miss tomorrow's final due to three yellow cards. Such a dramatic thing is quite rare."

If there is such a thing as fate, then God must have favored both teams equally.

but……

Haiyuan raised his head and glanced at Lu Ren. After meeting his eyes, he pretended to look away casually.

She lowered her head slightly and picked at the rice in the bowl awkwardly, one bite after another.

In the past eighteen years, Hui Yuan Ai never expected the favor of fate or the blessing of gods.

Because if it really existed, wouldn't her fate seem a little too gloomy?

But at this moment, Hui Yuan Ai clearly realized that maybe the gods really favored her.

What she once lost, what she longed for, what she never had, is now being regained bit by bit.

Everything she has now may just be making up for the past. But even so, Huiyuan was already satisfied, because this was something she had never expected.

Thank you, Lord Kami.

"Xiao Ai, why are you eating only without vegetables? Did I eat too much? It's okay, you cooked a lot, enough for the two of us."

Haiyuan gathered his thoughts and reached out to pick up a chopstick of vegetables in the bowl. She looked at the person opposite who was not eating elegantly, and raised the corners of her mouth subconsciously, "How do you think of the dishes I cooked today?"

"It goes without saying, it's first-class, and the chefs in the hotel are only at this level." Lu Ren took the time to give a thumbs up, then lowered his head and continued to cook.

"Then you have to finish it all, leaving nothing behind."

"no problem."

"Brother Ren."

"Ok?"

"Please give me your advice in the new year."

"It's the New Year again?" Lu Ren suddenly raised his head, showing an expression that something was wrong, "Oh no, I didn't prepare a red envelope. Just wait until I can give one to you."

With that said, he was about to get up and leave the table.

Huiyuan: "..."

"No need for red envelopes, just say four words to me."

"Oh oh. Happy New Year!"

"..."

Haiyuan raised her head and glared at Lu Ren. She couldn't tell whether Lu Ren was really stupid or pretending to be confused.

"Hahaha, just kidding."

Lu Ren walked up to Haiyuan, reached out and rubbed her head, then squatted down to be eye level with her sitting on the chair.

"Please give me your advice in the new year."

ps: New Year

Chapter 555: Life is Unpredictable

"This is a robbery that happened at Imperial Bank not long ago."

At night, in the conference room of the Tokyo base, Gin reached out and gently pushed a stack of information in front of Lu Ren.

On the photo on the homepage of the profile, a young man with a scarred face wearing a baseball cap was circled with extremely eye-catching black and red marks.

Lu Ren looked at the figures in the photo silently.

Being familiar with and almost fully involved in a certain plan, he naturally knew what this photo was about.

That is the "Fake Shuichi Akai" disguised by Bourbon through makeup.

This bait was originally used to lure out Zhen Akai Shuichi, but it accidentally attracted the hungry wolf of the organization.

Lu Ren didn't feel much about this, and it had nothing to do with him. The two winery sisters who made the plan should have a headache.

After flipping through a few pages, Lu Ren put down the information, looked up at Gin, and asked with interest: "What are you going to do?"

"Send someone to find out his true identity. If he is really Akai Shuichi..." Gin raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a ferocious, bloody smile, "Then kill him again."

"Ah."

The expected answer was just not enough.

"Is it just that?"

"Of course not, and Kiir. Death is the only destination for traitors."

"Kiel..." Lu Ren paused for a moment, "I remember that she should still be at the organization headquarters. What should we do, take her back first?"

"She is already on her way here, and I am going to monitor her personally. Otherwise, those losers from this headquarters will probably mess things up."

"Ah."

Waste from the headquarters...

This was the first time Lu Ren heard from Gin Jiu his overall evaluation of the organization headquarters. Although this evaluation may be a bit extreme, I think it should be pretty good.

Of course, the Tokyo branch is basically just a bunch of losers. The few elites still have their own agendas.

Lu Ren is happy to see this happen. If these elites really want to work together, then he will have a headache.

It's pretty good like this right now. Everyone is holding each other back, and everyone is busy in a meaningless way.

However, in the following Akai Shuichi hunting operation, it is not entirely true that the organization gained nothing at all.

Lu Ren clearly remembered that in addition to the fake Akai Shuichi at the scene, the real silver bullet also ventured to the scene.

It’s just that organizations didn’t seize the opportunity.

But just because they couldn't catch it, it didn't mean that Lu Ren couldn't catch it. As long as he is willing and uses a few tricks, he can cause serious damage to the FBI.

Not only can he directly physically eliminate Shuichi Akai, but he can even be more radical and fake it, and it is not a problem to directly make the mistake and let Bourbon be buried together.

If you do this, the villain's character is definitely established, but it is a bit hate-inducing, and it is very likely that Edogawa Conan, who has written the script in advance, will collapse directly.

Lu Ren thought for a moment and gave up on this somewhat tempting idea. There was no such deep hatred between him and Edogawa Conan, so there was no need to target him like this.

It's just... if you don't intervene with the idea of ​​killing them, but simply cause them a little chaos, it won't do any good to Lu Ren.

Even if it's meant to be fun, it's really not interesting.

Lu Ren didn't want to get too involved in such a meaningless thing. But based on Gin's current attitude of actively involving him in discussions, it would be unlikely that he would completely stay out of the matter by then.

Moreover, he took the initiative to propose the plan to assassinate Shuichi Akai. Now that the plan was at risk of failure, even if the organization was not prepared to hold him accountable, he had to step up and clean up the mess.

"Glen, what do you think?"

"Hmm?" Gin's voice interrupted Lu Ren's thoughts. He looked at the latter and said, "Just do as you say. I have no objection."

"No, I mean, you don't seem angry at all about this?"

In Gin's opinion, the person in front of him is the one who truly has zero tolerance for traitors.

At first, it was just some rumors that Gin considered to be baseless, but almost the entire Tokyo base was soaked in blood. Not to mention the subsequent execution of Miyano Akemi and the burning of Pisk.

Glenfiddich is undoubtedly a little too calm now. From Gin's point of view, this was a bit abnormal.

Almost all members of the organization actually sincerely hope that Glenfiddich's emotional and mental state will remain as stable as possible.

But what's interesting is that if Glenfiddich is too emotionally stable, it will cause worries to members of the organization, such as Gin.

After all, no one knows whether Glenfiddich's current mental state is stable or he is preparing for a bigger outbreak in the future.

"Angry? Why are you angry?" Lu Ren reached out and clicked the photo on the table, "If this Akai Shuichi is pretended by someone else, it means that the plan has not failed, and I have no reason to be angry. If this Akai Shuichi is real... …”

"Why are you angry with the dead?" Lu Ren waved his hand, "You are just too radical sometimes. There is no need to be angry over such trivial things. Look at me, how stable my mood is."

Gin: "..."

"By the way, when will Keir arrive?"