It's easy to tear down a house, extremely easy.

You only need to bring someone who does not belong to the family into the home, and then let him run wild in front of everyone in the family, and you can easily tear down the home.

Because what makes a family is for everyone to give up their own personalities and focus on the one they love.

The family is extremely humble...

At this time, a troublemaker appears. He will continue to use you to squeeze your family's love for you, wreak havoc, and leave triumphantly.

And I told you clearly that I will come again next time.

...

The house has been cleaned, the soup remnants on the table have been cleared away, and the broken kitchen utensils have been put into garbage bags and thrown into the garbage hole and slid into the garbage chute on the first floor.

Finally, I used a mop to clean up the muddy footprints on the ground. I didn't wear any slippers, so Kousei took the shoe cabinet back.

Check each room to confirm whether electrical equipment such as air conditioners, desk lamps, chargers, etc. are in a safe state and turned off.

After handling these, Gongsheng left.

Departure time is eight o'clock in the evening.

Turning off the lights, the whole room fell into darkness without a trace of light. Yuanzi's bedroom and Xiaolan's bedroom were also without light.

"I'm leaving."

This time no one replied "Be careful on the road".

The door was closed and Gongsheng left Lanzhai.

...

Mori House.

With her hands wrapped in bandages, Xiaolan got out of the car at Suzuki Sonoko's house. This was the first time she didn't say goodbye or thank you to her best friend, just like two strangers who couldn't get over each other.

He watched the car leave without saying a word.

I didn’t bring any luggage, so I stayed at Lanzhai.

I stood in front of the corridor of my home again and looked at the Poirot Cafe next to the corridor. The lights were not turned off, but there was no business either.

Loud singing was coming from the law office on the second floor, and the lights were bright.

With her right foot on the third step and her left foot on the fourth step, Xiaolan looked back in confusion at the mahjong room across the road, but found that there was no figure of Kogoro Moori playing mahjong.

It seems I didn’t play mahjong today...

The hand holding the doorknob felt a slight pain, and Mao Lilan opened the door and walked into the second-floor room of the law firm.

After a simple cleaning, two sacks of beer cans were piled up in the corner. The floor was swept with a broom but not with a mop. There were still cigarette ash residue on the reception table.

On the opposite side of these is Mouri Kogoro, who is wearing a pink support uniform, dancing and waving support fans with both hands.

Even though he is thirty-seven years old, he is actually just as chasing after his idols as a young man.

At this moment, she was swaying in a cheering dance, and she was very skilled at it. She was twisting left and right, and her face was cheering at the recorded program on TV.

"Yoko Tan! Yoko Tan! Yoko Tan is the best!!!"

The pink support uniform is a bit awkward when it appears on the uncle's body.

Only then did Xiaolan understand how unrestrained her father would be after she left. She had never seen him in this state at home in the past.

It's like a shameful history.

When Mouri Kogoro noticed someone entering the door, he was ashamed. He turned around in embarrassment and saw his daughter appearing in front of the door, looking at him with a look that said, "You don't want to be good."

"Uh, Xiaolan, why are you back?"

Mao Lilan walked to the reception table and picked up a pile of impurities with a pair of dead eyes. On top of it was the morning cook selection of the daily radio station.

It is a morning cooking program that the Japanese radio station invites many female celebrities and changes it every day, and then issues a selection list so that people can cheer for their favorite chef among the many chefs.

Refueling means spending money.

Looking at various female celebrities wearing swimsuits and aprons, holding spoons in their hands, showing shy looks, and wearing heavy makeup, they don't look like they are cooking at all.

The one that Mouri Kogoro ticked was Okino Yoko, and next to it were the support items and voting papers that had not yet been sent.

"Dad!"

Now Xiaolan understood why her father was so happy when he saw her off.

The indulgent life of middle-aged men.

"Uh, haha, occasionally, occasionally."

I was a little embarrassed that my daughter saw my current state. I completely lost my face in the sewer and washed it away.

Kogoro was still wearing support clothes and secretly used the remote control to turn down the TV volume.

"Occasionally, or occasionally every day?"

Xiaolan couldn't believe what her father said by chance.

"Occasionally every day, hehe, hehe."

Barely alleviate the embarrassment.

Kogoro hurriedly went to the refrigerator and took out two bottles of beer, placed one in front of himself, and handed one to Mao Lilan as a habit.

I forgot to boil the water at home and the electricity was only turned on today.

By the way, most of the people who come here at this time are poker players, and Kogoro is more proficient in holding a beer than a water glass.

【stare----】

Under his daughter's "completely unwilling" gaze, he took back the beer in his hand and sat on the sofa opposite Mao Lilan like a child who had made a mistake.

Kogoro did not expect his daughter's sudden attack.

He looked at his daughter again. Her expression and condition were very good, and she couldn't even see the slightest hint of fatigue. It should be that she felt relaxed after no longer having to take care of housework and troubles.

But there was a trace of sadness between his brows, as if something bad was going on in his mind.

Then I saw the bandages on Xiaolan's hands...

Subconsciously worried about how his daughter had been injured, the old father suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

But after careful observation again, I feel relieved again.

"Hey, what are you peeking at again?"

Seeing her father's smile gradually getting worse as he stared at her, Mao Lilan raised a vein on her head and resisted giving this middle-aged man a kick in the knee.

"It's nothing, I just thought that boy took good care of you."

The corners of his mouth were filled with pride.

There is also a sense of pride that comes from nowhere.

The old man's current state made Mao Lilan confused, but when he heard the name "that boy", he did not refer to Shinichi, but to Kousei.

"Dad, how did you know?"

Asked in doubt for a moment, Mao Lilan couldn't understand how Mao Li Kogoro guessed it.

"The bandage technique in your hand is completely different from the way you usually tie bandages. It is a technique that has been professionally learned, and it is the emergency medical treatment technique of the Metropolitan Police Department. That kid learned it from the infirmary of the Metropolitan Police Department when he was very young.

Pass."

The siblings used the Metropolitan Police Department as a playground when they were very young, playing everywhere.

Unlike Mao Lilan, who got tired after playing for a while and was carried by her younger brother, who was one year younger, so she slept on his back, or found a bed in the infirmary and used her younger brother's knees as pillows.

The emergency bandaging skills learned by police officers are professional skills for medical students. Only by practicing over and over again and becoming proficient can it become a skill.

Mao Lilan's own bandaging skills are that of a layman. He can only wrap them a few times and it's easy.

"Brother, did you learn it when you were a child?"

This time it was Mao Lilan's turn to be surprised.

"Otherwise, do you think who dealt with the wound every time your mother cut her hand with a kitchen knife?"

Pouring his lips, Kogoro looked disdainful.

I don’t know whether he is disdainful of his son taking away his wife, or whether he is disdainful of Mao Lilan’s innocence.

"It turns out that at that time..."

Xiaolan lowered her head and opened her hands. This was what she had done after being grabbed by Gongsheng before going out.

"Don't look at your brother who always says he can't do this or that. In fact, your brother is stronger than anyone else. When he says he is inferior to others..."

Pause for a moment and let out a wine belch.

Kogoro seemed to be a little proud, and his face gradually became 'floating'.

"Looking back, he has surpassed that person."

She inherited the strong character of Concubine Yingli, but also inherited the hidden attributes of a certain person, a more rational and strong personality.
To be continued...