Ke Xue: Xiaolan delivers goods to your door at the beginning

"It happened yesterday..."

Seeing that a simple sentence had piqued the interest of her two friends, Xiaolan simply turned her body to the side, stretched out her arm, and adjusted the phone to a suitable angle for Sera Masumi and Sonoko to see.

"Look, it's already been reported! From the red Siamese cat attacking the airship to its subjugation and arrest, there are even photos of the victory celebration in Osaka last night! ~!"

Scrolling down from the news headline, the first two photos still show the airship in the background.

The first photo shows an ampoule with a red Siamese cat logo, filled with a fluorescent green liquid that looks like a biological weapon but is actually just raw lacquer.

The second photo shows the terrorists being subdued and tied up.

The background of the third photo changed to the Conrad Hotel from last night, which was exactly the scene where Suzuki Jirokichi shook hands with Hattori Heizo.

Sera Masumi stared at the handshake photo for a second, then suddenly turned her big cat head to a boy behind her who was leaning against the wall in a daze.

"Brother Xiaofeng, you're on the news!"

"……what?"

Lin Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. After sorting out his thoughts in the blink of an eye, he quickly walked up.

Where? Really?

"Look."

Sera Masumi borrowed Ran's phone, stretched out her arm, and shoved the news screen in front of the boy. At the same time, she used her other index finger to reach around the side of the phone and point to the familiar half of a profile in the lower left corner of the photo on the screen.

Uh--

Lin Xiaofeng recognized the face at a glance. Although the angle was a bit tricky, he could still clearly see the outline of the lips and the bridge of the nose, as well as the calm yet determined look in the eyes.

Yes, that is definitely him.

But don't the TV station reporters understand what it means to highlight the key points? Isn't it a basic photography skill to not include irrelevant content when taking important photos?

Oh well, I'm not exactly a secret person anyway.

It shouldn't be a big problem.

……

At the same time, in Kyoto, fifty kilometers away from Osaka.

Arashiyama in Kyoto has been the residence of many Japanese nobles since the Heian period. It is famous for its maple leaves and cherry blossoms. Every autumn, the mountains are covered with ten miles of red maple leaves, making it a must-visit destination for tourists in Kyoto.

Nestled amidst the vibrant red maple leaves that resemble a tourist paradise, a grand, classic Japanese-style house with a rich history sits quietly within the landscape.

White walls, green tiles, pavilions and towers, bamboo shadows swaying, koi carp playing.

It has the style of traditional Japanese aristocracy.

After passing through the long corridor of the old house, we arrived at a Japanese-style room in the southeast corner. A beautiful young woman with short, curly brown hair was sitting on the tatami mat. Her kimono, painted with red maple leaves, exuded the elegance of a lady from a wealthy family. The sash around her waist accentuated her slender figure and made her already impressive bust appear even more magnificent.

This scene could easily be mistaken for a scene from a Japanese Sengoku period drama depicting the daughter of a daimyo, and no one would doubt it.

Of course, this is on the premise that you have to ignore the butler in the suit who just walked in next to the girl, and the tablet computer that the butler is handing over.

"Miss, the tablet computer has been brought over for you."

"Thank you, Iori."

The girl thanked the butler in a distinctly Kyoto accent, then took the tablet with her left hand and lightly touched the screen with the tip of her right index finger to open the browser.

"Hmm~ It's the Suzuki family again. Let's see what they've come up with this time?"

The exact same news, the exact same layout and photos.

Although there are a few typos and occasional word errors between the lines, it is clear that Director Mizukawa worked through the night in his hotel room to compile the photos and articles and submit them to Nichiri TV. Therefore, there are many obvious signs of rushing to finish the work, but fortunately, it does not affect the readability much.

"I see, it's related to the red Siamese cat."

After a quick glance, the girl quickly grasped the general content of the news.

The butler, named Iori, coughed lightly and added, "It is said that this airship was originally intended by the Suzuki family to confront the Phantom Thief Kid. However, things didn't go as planned. For some reason, the Phantom Thief Kid did not appear to fight this time. Instead, he was targeted by the red Siamese cat that had previously robbed the Nishitama City Biological Research Institute. The news did not mention how it was resolved in the end, but the Suzuki family must have its own security forces."

"Security forces...?"

The girl's slender fingertips tapped the tablet screen, and she shook her head slightly with a slight smile.

The butler, Iori, paused for a moment, but didn't say anything more.

Seemingly sensing Iori's inner doubts, the girl didn't hesitate to explain.

"Did you see this photo of Suzuki Advisor and Hattori General Manager shaking hands? In the background, the east side of the hall (of Mali) is full of employees wearing Suzuki Group uniforms, while the west side is mostly filled with people in casual clothes. However, looking at the entire east side, I didn't see any bodyguards."

Iori seemed to understand something: "In other words..."

"In other words, someone else must have helped the Suzuki Group resolve this crisis."

The girl smiled slightly and released her left hand from the screen.

"As for who it is, we can find out by simply checking who has been in close contact with the Suzuki Group recently."

"understood."

Upon hearing this, the butler bowed slightly, then rose and left.

The Japanese-style room returned to silence. After a moment's pause, the girl let out a soft sigh and put down her tablet. Just as she was about to stretch, she inadvertently noticed a familiar profile in the lower left corner of the photo on the tablet screen, which had been previously covered by her left thumb.

"Wait, this person looks like... my future husband?"

The girl did some thinking. Summer vacation was almost over, and after it ended, she would transfer to her future husband's class and live together.

529. Concubine Yingli

Lin Xiaofeng arrived at the building where Fei Law Firm was located. The reason for coming here was that Fei Yingli wanted Lin Xiaofeng to come, as there were too many people at home.

Lin Xiaofeng pressed the button at the elevator door and waited quietly.

Just then, a flustered sound came from behind:

"Excuse me, please make way, I can't take it anymore..."

Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Xiaofeng turned to the side, reached out and placed her hand on the folder, which was taller than her head, and the swaying folder immediately stabilized.

Thank you for your help.

With a sigh of relief, Kuriyama Midori thanked the unknown passerby.

Lin Xiaofeng pulled out a few documents, revealing her water-green eyes, and smiled:

"Little Green, you're really dedicated. Looks like I need to talk to Eri about giving you a raise."

"It's you, Mr. Lin."

Kuriyama Midori paused for a moment, her eyes darting around, before she adopted a gossipy expression.

"You're here for our agency's Karuizawa celebration party, right?"

Lin Xiaofeng helped her take down a few more documents, remaining noncommittal: "Since you already know, Xiao Lü, why are you asking me?"

"drop--"

When the elevator reached the first floor, the two looked at each other and went inside together.

With Lin Xiaofeng's help, Kuriyama Midori was able to free one hand. She pressed the button for the 7th floor, looked up, and asked curiously:

"Mr. Lin, are you aware that recently, the teacher and Prosecutor Kujo have become enemies again because of the case?"

Lin Xiaofeng shook his head.

He really didn't know about this.

Eri Kisaki is a queen-like figure who hates it when others interfere with her cases once she takes them on.

If he secretly helps her, she might find something to use against him, and he might be invited to her house to try her newly developed "dishes".

That's an unbearable pain...

Lin Xiaofeng wouldn't want to try this unless absolutely necessary...

Kuriyama Midori received the answer, nodded, and didn't ask any further questions.

Reiko Kujo is one of Eri Kisaki's few friends.

She had originally hoped that the man beside her could help mediate the temporary conflict between the two of them.

But now it seems that the other party can't help either.

"drop--"

The elevator quickly reached the 7th floor.

Lin Xiaofeng placed the documents on Lishan Midori's desk, and the lawyers in the office area all looked up, each with a different expression.

He ignored it, left a message, and left the staff office area.

"Little Green, I'm going to find Eri now. Don't come in unless you have to."

Kuriyama Midorime stood by the table, dumbfounded:

I'm still a child. Is this something a child can understand?

In a private office.

Eri Kisaki rested her round buttocks on the office chair, sitting upright, her blue OL outfit outlining her perfect figure.

She glanced at the clock on the table again; it was 2:17.

The two agreed to meet in the afternoon, but 1 p.m. is afternoon and 5 p.m. is also afternoon, but they have completely different meanings.

She slowly twirled a pen in one hand and held her phone in the other, the dial pad on it, muttering to herself:

"Didn't that guy promise me he'd be there on time? Is he going to stand me up...?"

I was just about to make a call to urge them.

"Knock knock!" A knock came at the door.

Eri Kisaki immediately put down her phone, then raised her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, before slowly uttering two words: "Please come in."

Lin Xiaofeng pushed open the door, looked Eri Kisaki up and down, and nodded in satisfaction:

"Good, you don't look haggard because of the case a few days ago, otherwise I would be heartbroken."

Eri rolled her eyes at him; she rarely fell for his act.

"Now that you've arrived, I'll have them go back and pack their luggage."

Eri Kisaki stood up and, while organizing the documents she had finished processing, said:

"Wait here for a bit, I'll go out first—"

Lin Xiaofeng placed his phone in front of her, interrupting her. The word "received" sent by Kuriyama Midori was very conspicuous.

Eri Kisaki looked up and asked silently.

Lin Xiaofeng put away his phone and smiled, "I've already told Xiao Lü to help you handle these things. Tell me about you and Jiu Tiao."

"I heard you two had another fight?"

Eri glanced at him and said, "Should..."

"It was Xiao Lü who told you, right?"

She sat back in her office chair, looked out the window, pursed her lips, and said:

"Being a lawyer and a prosecutor is just like that."

"No matter how good friends you are before the trial, there will always be a winner and a loser after the trial begins. Can the loser still maintain the same calm attitude as usual?"

She sighed: "I understand some things, but doing them is not so simple."

She recounted the case in detail.

Lin Xiaofeng sat on the guest sofa, making tea and listening attentively, occasionally offering his own opinions.

"So, you won this time?" He had guessed the outcome and asked in advance.

Eri glared at him and said irritably:

"Can you wait until I finish speaking!"

Lin Xiaofeng shrugged and held out his hand, signaling her to continue.

After laying the groundwork for the case's disadvantages for so long, it still ended in victory; it's hard to say she wasn't just boasting.

Eri Kisaki recounted an economic fraud case with breathtaking detail, and when she spoke of the judge's victory, a smug look appeared on her face.