Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

"Xiaohua, why are you talking to the air again? Lu Ren didn't come today." The store manager couldn't bear to look at it and reminded him loudly.

"Oops, I forgot again."

Lu Ren, "."

Well, this little guy is just being silly.

"But I always feel that Brother Ren is here today, especially just now, the feeling was very strong."

Shiina Hana walked up to the store manager.

"Illusion. If you are tired, go back and rest early today."

The store manager patted Shiina Hana on the head, for this child who was about the same age as his daughter.

His attitude was always extremely accommodating.

The children have grown up too. I started to feel lonely.

"I'm not tired. I really felt it just now."

"What do you feel?"

"That's it. Huh?" Shiina turned around and said, "Brother Ren, when, no, why did you come? Didn't you say you were going out for many days?"

"The matter over there has been taken care of in advance." Lu Ren put his hand into his pocket, took out the compressed biscuits and placed them in Shiina Hua's palm, "This is a special product for you."

"Thank you? Why is it a compressed biscuit? Did you buy it in any store?"

"You guessed it right, but there's no prize."

"It's too much. But" Shiina Hana put the biscuits into the pocket of the apron she wore, then showed a big smile, "Welcome back, what can you drink?"

Looking at this chapter, some readers said that Vodka is a programmer. Where did you read this news? Baidu and Moebai don’t have it. The author went to Wiki to check again. Nor did he say he was a programmer. There is only one post on Zhihu saying that Vodka is a programmer. But the authenticity of that news is questionable. If anyone knows, please leave a comment.

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Chapter 82 A strong man weighing more than kilograms

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Ren greeted Shiina Hana and walked out of the cafe carrying a piece of chocolate mousse cake.

"Brother Ren!"

As soon as I walked out, I heard a warm greeting.

Lu Ren looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young woman standing not far away waving to him.

She wore a red off-shoulder dress and high heels. Pedestrians passing by frequently paid attention to him.

Some people can represent the word beauty itself just by standing there.

This little girl with cunning shoulders was none other than Shinobu Sakai, who had arranged to meet him here yesterday.

What made Lu Ren feel strange was that she was carrying a woven snakeskin bag in her hand?

Lu Ren wasn't sure.

If this were true, it would be a shame for her to dress like this.

"Xiao Nin, what is this in your hand?"

"A meeting gift for Mr. Mori."

"All in this bag?"

This bulging bag contained two Conans, and Lu Ren believed it.

"Yes. Here are the specialties from my home: Sayama tea and Kawagoe sweet potato fruit. There are also some mountain products that can be stewed into soup. There are also some home-braised braised foods."

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Common sense is completely useless to you, right?

This is the first time a stranger comes to visit, what should he give?

Even if it is, it shouldn't be packed in a snakeskin bag.

Very strange, indescribably strange.

But Lu Ren also felt that this actually matched well with Brother Maoli.

Unreliable people are much more accepting of unreliable things than ordinary people.

Negative is positive.

That counts.

"Let's go then."

Lu Ren reached out and stopped a taxi.

"Huh? Do you want to take a taxi? Taxis are very expensive."

"That's not it? Are you going to walk there?" Lu Ren pointed at the two Conan-heavy snakeskin bags in Shinobi Sakai's hand.

The urban beauty is wearing big waves and high heels, but she is walking on the street with this thing in her hand.

Is it because you think the former is not enough to attract attention?

In this day and age, it’s not popular to be so curly, right?

"Ah."

Shinobu Sakai was completely unaware and didn't feel anything was wrong at all.

"I'll pay for the car. Get in the car. I still have some money."

"But."

"Don't feel embarrassed. I often eat and drink at Brother Maori's house. Most of the big bag you gave him will end up in my stomach."

Xu has had too much contact with Shiina Flower.

Lu Ren can easily read the brain circuits of these offline girls.

But he didn't think it was a good thing to be happy about. sad.

"Really."

Lu Ren nodded.

"That's fine."

After explaining the situation to the driver, Lu Ren walked to the back cover of the car and opened the trunk, "Can I help you put it in?"

"No need. It doesn't weigh much."

Shinobu Sakai put the snakeskin bag he was carrying into the trunk with one hand, his expression as usual.

He looked so relaxed and happy, as if he had done something trivial.

If it weren't for the fact that the car was obviously shorter than before. Lu Ren almost believed it.

Although he looks weak on the outside, he is actually very powerful.

Why is it another Mao Lilan?

terrible.

The car arrives at its destination.

After Shinobu Sakai unloaded the goods from the car, he looked up and stared at the Mori Detective Agency in front of him, and said happily, "It's so impressive."

Then he came to his senses, "Why is it a detective agency? Shouldn't it be a comedian agency? What if someone really treats Mr. Mori as a detective and comes to visit? That would be a big delay to other people's affairs."

Hey, this little girl has no common sense and is out of line.

But I still have a pretty clear understanding of Brother Maori.

Of course, this is limited to what you think about in your mind.

On the surface, Lu Ren will still resolutely maintain the image of Maori.

Emotionally, I don't think it's possible, but if the truth he tells really affects Mao Li's self-confidence, then where else can Lu Ren go to get involved in the case?

You can't take this kind of risk just for the sake of quick talk.

"I told you yesterday. Brother Maori is really a famous detective. Comedian is just his side job."

"It turns out to be true!"

"Yeah. Let's go upstairs."

After the two went up to the second floor, Lu Ren pressed the doorbell.

Usually he just opens the door and goes in. This time I have a guest, so I’d better go through the process.

This Dianlan hasn't finished school yet, Maori must be the one to open the door.

"This is the Maori Detective Agency. Excuse me. Huh? Ren? Why don't you just come in? Why bother ringing the doorbell?"

"Because I also brought a guest. Lan should have told you yesterday."

"That seems to be the case. I was drinking." Maoli turned sideways and said, "Come in and talk about it."

Lu Ren walked in first and then looked back. If nothing else happened, he would see some very interesting pictures.

"Hello Mr. Mori! I am your fan! Our whole family loves your show! You are an excellent comedian!"

Shinobu Sakai stood at the entrance, closed his eyes, and bowed ninety degrees to Mouri.

Because she was too close, her big waves hit Mao Li in the face.

The sound was no louder than a direct blow to the ear.

This time, Maoli took two steps back before standing still. He covered his face and said quietly, "Thank you very much for your like. But in fact, I am a famous detective."

Unfortunately, I didn't want to mention the comedian before I walked in.

When I saw the real person, I was so excited that I completely forgot about it.

Shinobu Sakai apologized profusely and began to bow repeatedly.

"It's okay. It's a detective's duty to make everyone happy. You gained happiness from my show. That's enough. No need to feel guilty. I'm very happy that fans come to see me."

"Thank you!" Shinobu Sakai stood up and stretched his hands forward. "This is a gift for you. It contains some specialties from my hometown."

"I'm so sorry." Maoli said politely, but his movements were not slow at all.

When he was about to take it, Lu Ren reminded him, "That thing may be a bit heavy, brother, please be careful."

"Ah."

Mao Li agreed with his mouth, but he didn't agree in his heart.

This little girl was carrying everything effortlessly, could he still overturn the car?

Not everyone is his daughter.

Besides, he is a judo master!

The best is the strong man who can lift a thousand pounds or two hundred pounds with four ounces. He can still knock him down with just one look.

It's just a bag of gifts.

Boom!

Maoli stuck his butt out, knelt on the floor, and buried his head in the snakeskin woven bag.

It looks funny and pitiful.

Shinobu Sakai was startled, "Mr. Mori, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Maoli put his hands on the ground and was about to stand up, then put his hands down again, "Well, Aren, come and help me down. My waist seems to be flashing."

He doesn't even know how to support you in this position.

After struggling for a long time, Maoli was able to lie down on the sofa. Lu Ren lifted the clothes off his back and prepared to apply plaster on him.

Maori tried his best to tilt his head and smiled at Shinobu Sakai, "Ms. Sakai, don't worry, this is also done. Ouch!"

Lu Ren slapped the torn plaster on Mao Li's back, "How can you be so brave now?"

There are snakeskin bags in Japan, but how many years ago did they exist? This was not found. So, everyone understands the spirit.