Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

The first is the follow-up of the public health legal aid case. I thought it would be over simply after paying the fine. Unexpectedly, in just one day, two defendants, one dad was detained by the procuratorate pending trial, and the other dad was put on file for investigation by the police department.

The so-called case was also requested by the Dongdu Court to retry, and all documents were resubmitted for trial purposes.

Even the defendant was brought down. This kind of trial is completely a formality. The referees come to clock in and get off work. The players need to play a few kicks to shoot a promotional video for the audience to see.

On the other hand, Fei Yingli's law firm was completely closed, and Fei Yingli gave up becoming a lawyer, leaving only the office with the name of Kuriyama Midori.

Ending the internship period ahead of time, and inexplicably entering the social animal life ahead of time, it is no longer helping the teacher to collect case materials, but actually starting to get in touch with his own cases.

And because the young master of a certain law firm stayed in bed at home, his wish to have a meal with his concubine Eri-sensei at the end fell through, and Midori Kuriyama expressed discomfort.

It's too casual, there is not even a handover ceremony, and Toei at least has a handover ceremony every year!

Continuing to run, starting to solve the case independently brings tremendous pressure, only the busyness of the social animals makes Li Shanlu feel at ease.

……

new York.

A menacing woman dragging a suitcase, wearing tadpole sunglasses to hide her face.

The slender jeans wrapped around the slender legs, the strong buttocks were stretched, and the top was linen brown. The Asian's light yellow complexion was paired with waist-length bangs, and he walked with a cool wind.

It seems that the hair is a little troublesome, holding the back of the head with his hands, and flicking it back casually, causing a whole silky wave.

"Hmph ~ hum ~ hum!"

Joy, joy that cannot be suppressed, waved the ticket in his hand, came to the ticket gate, and followed the lady in front.

I noticed the lady in front of me from the side. Just from the side face, I could see that she was a big beauty, wearing a short cake hat, and only a little bit of brown-blond hair was exposed from the brim of the hat.

Also wearing sunglasses, with a gentle and shy demeanor, with a strange beauty of age and mixed race that doesn't fit the appearance, the movement of holding the ticket with his head down seems to be recalling something.

There is a natural sadness that arouses pity.

By the way, Yukiko feels that she should have seen the lady in front of her, but she can't remember...

Wearing a small golden cake hat, paired with a beige soft coat, and a light blue and orange long skirt with a beige hem, covering all the way to the calf.

Saw a pair of white cotton socks, warm thick women's leather boots.

The collocation of the whole body brings a kind of warmth and sunshine.

"Who is this guy?"

It doesn't belong to the trendy collocation, and the texture of these clothes is not the clothing craftsmanship that I have seen, at least Xizi has never seen it in neon and New York fashion.

I have never seen such a style of clothes on various clothing impurities.

But it looks very well-proportioned and decent when worn on the other side.

Who is she?

With this doubt in her heart, Yukiko Kudo picked up the suitcase and stepped into the cabin of the plane.

This is a fourteen-hour journey, and there are similar reasons to the return, such as feeling that there is a conflict between the husband and wife, and there is a lipstick mark on Yusaku Kudo's collar.

It's so simple, the anxiety and restlessness that will appear after reaching this age, and the crow's feet that appear secretly every day make Yuxiko full of worry.

This is a blind trip, and Yukiko doesn't know the purpose of returning to Neon this time.

With just an idea in my mind, I left from the hotel where the husband and wife lived.

"Swish, swish——!"

In the compartment next to her, a lady sat down. She was the one who got on the plane with Yukiko just now.

The other party moved very slowly, and even adjusted the seat a little.

It is also a close-up situation, Yukiko can observe this person whom she feels familiar for a second time.

He is about 50 years old. From the texture of his skin, it can be seen that although he is fair and fair, he also has macular spots that are difficult to erase.

The fingertips are traces of frequent handwriting, with obvious calluses.

The lady took off her sunglasses, but still did not take off her hat, her face could be seen through part of her bangs.

It was also after seeing the lady's appearance that Yukiko's originally calm expression instantly turned into surprise, and at the same time she was a little uncontrollable excited.

Fusae Campbell Kinoshita, the chairman and chief designer of Fusae Group, is the apex of world-renowned fashion brands.

The other party appeared here, the flight to Neon Tokyo, and next Saturday, the Fushahui Tokyo branch will start operations, and there will be a press conference for the first show.

Thinking so in my mind.

Yukiko also took off her sunglasses, revealing a shining angelic appearance, no longer concealing it as before.

The competitive spirit can't help but activate...

You know, until now on Fushahui's official website, the matter that Mao Lilan was selected as the cover model of the first edition of Fushahui's neon branch is still arguing on the official website of the United States.

And Mao Lilan is also Kudo Yukiko's default daughter-in-law.

Even if she is a daughter-in-law, she can't rely on her youth and beauty to steal her own glory...

Daily brain circuits are twitching.

Any woman, whether it's Fei Yingli or Mori Ran, Yukiko is unwilling to admit that she is different from the other party, whether it is appearance, body shape, skin, or the crucial age.