Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

The weak dizziness that had been happening all the time also got better, and the discomfort caused by hunger no longer interfered with Gongsheng.

His mouth didn't stop for a moment, he ate until the bone part of the chicken leg bone was exposed, and Gongsheng still crushed it with his teeth, sucking the soup inside the bone.

Then put aside the chicken leg bones that can be eaten by a dog, not a single drop of fat stayed on the table with the chicken leg bones.

"This is the detective!"

On the screen, Kudo Shinichi, who was being followed and interviewed by the reporter, was standing proudly beside the deceased.

Invincible, handsome, handsome, and a fascinating sense of justice...

Hasty footsteps came, and when Kudo Shinichi finished speaking, the police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department arrived belatedly.

Seeing this scene, Gongsheng stopped biting the chicken breast...

Resisting the urge to laugh, he desperately swallowed the chicken breast which did not taste very good.

"Why did you come in through the window again?"

The beautiful woman turned her head, the 50-year-old rings did not leave too many marks, on the contrary, the pure black waist-length hair still carried a sense of youth.

With intellectual eyes and a strong bookish temperament, he has never shown a declining figure at this age.

I am afraid that some people will believe it when they are 40 or 30 years old.

The legendary frozen age, Mrs. Qin.

Gongsheng received a call right after the trial, stepped on the silver motorcycle and rushed to a small villa near the library of Didan High School, a kilometer away.

This is the home of the old man codenamed 'Qin' from the Didan Council.

Mrs. Qin turned her head, her scarlet pupils covered by thick glasses stared at Gong Sheng at the dinner table.

"The smell of chicken soup comes from the window!"

Tell the truth honestly.

Gongsheng pointed in the direction of the kitchen, the rich aroma of chicken soup was still wafting out.

"..."

Mrs. Qin looked up.

Staring at Gongsheng who ate half of the chicken and drank a big bowl of chicken soup...

Staring at Gongsheng, he ran back to the kitchen, and when he returned to the dining table, he filled another bowl with the remaining half of the chicken breast and drumstick...

Staring at Gongsheng, he ate a whole chicken and drank two bowls of chicken soup...

He ran back to the kitchen, held the clay pot and put the remaining chicken heads, chicken hearts, chicken livers, and chicken intestines into a bowl.

"Hoo hoo, hoo hoo, the chicken soup is delicious!"

Shrinking his head, holding the bowl to his mouth, he sipped the juice while shouting hot.

Gongsheng carefully stared at Mrs. Qin from the corner of his eyes.

"There is still rice in the rice cooker, I will eat some rice later... If you don't eat in the morning and overeat at noon, it will hurt your stomach."

Mrs. Qin shook her head helplessly.

Because I know that the boy will attend the court trial, in order to keep my hunger, let my spirit be empty, so that I will not be affected by the satisfaction and drowsiness after a full meal.

Only in this matter, the seven members of the Di Dan Council will not reprimand the public, and prepare the rest place or food that the other party needs in advance.

"I know, I know."

Gongsheng shook his head, crushed the egg and ate it, swallowing it into his stomach.

He held the bowl to his lips and drank it dry in one gulp.

I went back to the kitchen again, filled a whole bowl of rice, and then poured the remaining chicken soup on the rice to make a simple chicken soup with rice.

Returning to the living room, sat down for the fourth time, picked up the soup and rice grains with chopsticks and delivered them to his mouth.

Hot soup contains nutrients, salt, and water to meet the needs of the body.

The fullness of the rice also captures the stomach...

30.00% level, still not full.

Gongsheng let out a small belch, which seemed to be a protest from his stomach, a protest against wrapping but not including food.

"Aren't you full?"

Mrs. Qin supported the position of her skirt, and with two documents in her hand, she moved from the sofa to the dining table.

Put the two documents in front of Gong Sheng.

Gongsheng stared at the empty bowl, and the clay pot in the kitchen was also empty, but his stomach was still not satisfied.

"Forget it, don't eat."

Putting down the empty bowl, Gongsheng let go of his appetite, and turned to look at the two documents Mrs. Qin handed over.

Business matters.

Two are packed in envelopes, the first is a degree certificate, and the other is a letter of appointment.