Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

Kogoro saw Mao Lilan's hand covering his face, which was wrapped with a bandage, his heart of steel softened in an instant, and he couldn't continue to be strict.

He had no choice but to turn around and turn his back to Mao Lilan.

"You gave up your own brother to others, and hoped that others would treat your brother well, while you showed an appearance of sacrifice."

"Daughter, can you be clearer? Why can you give the care you give to the public for free? Why do you want to give up the responsibility of being a sister? Why did you push your own brother away ten years ago? , ten years later and now you want to push away your own brother, is he your Mao Lilan's dog?!"

It is so noble to give up responsibility.

He also thinks that he can fulfill the love of others.

Kogoro can only wake up the daughter in front of him, hoping that she will stop dreaming.

Chapter 28. The Sisters' Survival

"Dad, how do you know?"

Covering her cheeks, every word was accompanied by pain, like thunder crashing through Mao Lilan's heart.

Never talked to anyone.

Ten years ago, without telling Concubine Yingli, Gongsheng went to Didan Elementary School to visit Mao Lilan the day after he divorced and left home.

The innocent boy walked for two hours, starting at two o'clock in the afternoon, and did not show up in the classroom until four o'clock, and found Mao Lilan who was sitting alone on a chair.

I thought that in the past night, siblings would not care about their parents' problems.

But the result of waiting was "You don't deserve to be my younger brother at all", and then pushed away hard.

"I was going to pick you up from school secretly without telling my boss, and I saw that the son went to see you without telling Feiyingli, and Feiyingli was also picking you up from school secretly without telling your brother."

You never know how many pairs of eyes were watching you that afternoon when you pushed your brother away.

Kogoro didn't tell this matter until today.

I just want to leave a face for my daughter.

From the beginning to the end, it is not the divorce certificate that can break up the family, and the parents love their children.

It is the heart that really breaks this family apart.

When the heart is broken, it is really broken.

"Xiao Lan, you choose your own path in the future, and you also decide how you want to treat the people around you. As a father, I support your daughter's decision unconditionally."

"but"

Kogoro went back to the window and looked downstairs.

My foolish boy is my own foolish boy after all, hiding below this time and not coming up, obviously wanting my father to deal with the bad guys to the end.

The owner of the mahjong parlor was still pointing in the direction of the detective agency and cursing.

Turning his head, Kogoro looked at Mao Lilan.

"I need you to make a decision now, or you will never see Gongsheng again, and completely give up your responsibility as a sister. If you choose to push it away, don't regret it, and don't feel sorry and look for your own brother after a few years."

"Or, you take on your responsibilities, as a sister's responsibilities."

No one can escape responsibility.

Kogoro knows very well that most of the regrets in the world stem from unwillingness to take responsibility, and when he wants to pay it off, he finds that he is powerless.

In the end, these regrets can only be brought into the coffin and cannot be paid off.

He picked up the beer on the table again, opened the tab, and took a sip.

"Lan, in 17 years, have you washed your brother's clothes once, have you carefully prepared a table of meals for your brother, have you taken your brother to the playground once?"

That's what can never be made up.

Full of melancholy, Kogoro sat back on his office chair, feeling the refreshment of the alcohol-numbed head, which made the heaviness and boredom disappear little by little.

This kind of life is really comfortable.

The answer is no.

Xiaolan looked at her father who was sitting paralyzed.

"You go, there is no place for you to live at home."

Taking another sip, Kogoro put the bottle on the table next to him.

"Upstairs to my room"

Xiaolan got up from the sofa, with palm prints on both cheeks, her fingers wrapped in tape pointed to the ceiling, the third floor, her own room.

"I'm going to use your room to raise a dog, so there's no room for you in this house. If you think about it, go by yourself."

Holding the remote control in hand and pressing the button, Yoko Okino's singing resounded through the Mori Detective Agency on the second floor.

As for the daughter, it's up to you to choose.

The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of flesh, and the beatings have already been beaten, the words have already been said, and the persuasion has already been persuaded.

Kogoro couldn't drag his daughter to kneel down for his son.

"Dad, I'm going back."