Conan's wine wants to be watered down

Walk quickly to the fourth lab where Shirley is, swipe your card and go straight in.

"Shirley, don't think I'm going to be like the guy before."

All these words got was Shirley's indifference.

"I know that kid who abused my identity first came into contact with you, but I'm in the organization... It's been twenty years since I became a core member. "Judging by the extremely disordered data in the organization, this is indeed the case.

"You think I'm going to be a fake? The smartest thing about that kid is that he took advantage of the fact that I would be disguised, and he happened to have a face that I would disguise, Lin Yiqing's face, a world-class rich man, I will indeed disguise myself when I have no money.

Lin Yi was chattering over there, and Shirley was still doing the experiments she had on her hand as if she hadn't seen Lin Yi at all.

"Lin Yiqing's face?" I heard the last sentence until I heard the name - Lin Yiqing.

She still remembered that party, and she also remembered the business card that Lin Yi gave her before, and the name on the business card was Lin Yiqing, but that guy didn't look like a rich man, let alone a world-class rich man.

"Why, you don't know that fake Cointreau just... Exactly the same as Lin Yiqing? I recruited him in the first place just because of his appearance.

Lin Yi, who was crazy about belittled himself, almost exposed his vest, but fortunately pulled it back in time.

Thinking that as soon as I came here, I kept talking, almost classifying myself in the NPC industry, but I thought that Shirley should not be a player.

"Since you're so powerful, then you can study the project here." Shirley said such a sentence coldly, which really caught Lin Yi off guard.

"Why, now that you know that your body doesn't support this level of work?" Lin Yi habitually mocked.

If he hadn't thought about asking Shirley out to play this time, he probably wouldn't have found out about it, and he really didn't take her own body seriously.

"How do you know if you can't try it yet?" Shirley's words seemed to show her determination.

"If you don't believe me, why don't you supervise me? It's in this lab. "

Radical Method! If he can't even hear this little agitation, then he won't mix in the winery, but well...

It's also good to stay here with Shirley, even if you can't cultivate feelings, you can watch good-looking girls do experiments, it's pleasing to the eye, and you can eat two more bowls of food.

"Good!" Say yes decisively.

Later, the next day, when Lin Yi came to the laboratory in a hurry, the door was locked, the permission was closed, and a note was left on a desk in the laboratory.

- I suddenly remembered that there was another appointment, in that case, please use this reserved laboratory for me, and the unfinished project is in the third drawer on the left.

Just as he was surprised by Shirley's current move, the phone suddenly vibrate.

It's a text message, from Shiho Miyano, and the content is also very simple, asking him if he wants to go out for a walk.

Lin Yi looked at his current situation, it was difficult to answer this question, but all he could do was refuse, the ghost knows why this laboratory has been strengthened again, day by day, if it continues like this, it is estimated that it will explode inside, and the outside will not know.

I guess I won't be able to get out in a short time...

- I'm sorry, I'm currently on a business trip abroad.

Tearfully declined the invitation.

Now it's regret, I really regret it, what a radical method!

Who knew Shirley would turn out to be like this! It's unbelievable....

Sitting in the laboratory, Lin Yi looked at the project materials in the drawer.

It's all simple stuff, and if it takes a week to study these things, then Shirley should be laid off, and the level is too low.

"I don't seem to hate Cointreau that much." Lin Yi said with a smile.

After all, such a simple project is obviously to not embarrass him, it can't be to humiliate him, right?

At this time, after receiving Lin Yi's rejection text message, Shiho Miyano lay at home and watched TV, and from time to time he would pay attention to the situation of his mobile phone.

"Strange... With such obvious humiliation, how did that Cointreau not send an annoying text message? Obviously

, such a simple and excessively simple project in the laboratory was put by her in order to humiliate Lin Yi.

Now she couldn't help but laugh at the thought of that guy's angry look.

It's just that according to that human nature, it should have been discovered at this time, why haven't you sent a text message yet?

Could he even be able to endure this?!

Indeed, not only can he endure it, but he also feels that this is what Shirley left behind to make him less hard.

I don't know what Lin Yi has in his head, like a licking dog, but the first time a single dog chases someone, it seems to be like this...

Anyway, the parties don't care.

......

A golf course.

Conan has become accustomed to the persistent look of Kogoro Maori, almost... It can even be said that he didn't hit a single ball at all.

But looking at that confident look, he couldn't say anything.

In boredom, he saw the two people next door who had just arrived, the relationship between superiors and subordinates, and the golf game was not very good, but it was a bit too good compared to Maori Kogoro.

"Uncle, you're fighting so fast." It didn't take long for someone to finish all the balls.

Conan leaned over and looked, it was true that he had played it all, but he couldn't say that completely, after all, he had seen this uncle give some of his ball to another uncle next door.

"Hahaha, I'm used to playing faster, president, I'll help you make a cup of coffee."

The uncle left and went to the service desk in the stadium, presumably to make coffee, but who knows?

"Huh? Uncle, you're amazing. Conan walked over to the president again.

Watching the president swing a golf club that looked a little old, hitting a ball every time, and listening to the crisp sound over there, he knew that it should be a good ball.

Technically, it's a good game.

"Kid, stand up a little bit, or the club will hit you in a moment." At this time, a slightly younger man came, and he moved Conan inside.

It looks like there's a real fear that Conan will be hit by a golf club.

"Okay, thank you." Conan politely thanked him, stood at a distance and took a look before returning to Mori Kogoro's side.

Looking at Kogoro Maori's barely touched ball, Conan sighed slightly.

In a trance, Conan heard a crisp hit, and it looked like his uncle had made a good shot, and before he could celebrate, an explosion came from the side, and there was a wave of heat.