Chapter 426 Fei Yingli’s cooking
"very good."
"Since you and your father both want to eat my cooking."
"Then when you return to Tokyo today, come directly to my house!"
"Huh?" The father and daughter's hearts sank: "Today, today?!"
"uh-huh."
Fei Yingli curled her lips slightly and snorted, looking in a good mood.
On the other hand, Maori Kogoro and Maori Lan turned pale and panicked.
Looking at it like this, it seemed that the person who had just been involved in the murder case and was almost arrested as the murderer was the father and daughter, not Fei Yingli.
Lin Xinyi didn't understand why Uncle Maori and Miss Maori reacted so loudly.
He just turned to Fei Yingli naturally and said:
"Aunt Fei, when the local police in Karuizawa arrive, please cooperate with your colleagues to clarify the circumstances of the incident."
"Understood, we all know what to do."
Fei Yingli nodded calmly, indicating that she knew how to handle these finishing tasks.
"but."
Something suddenly occurred to her.
Those beautiful brows frowned slightly, especially when Lin Xinyi called her "aunt" and added the honorific "you" by the way.
Although Fei Yingli is not the kind of superficial woman who cares about age or the gaze of men.
But that's because, before that, no man had ever called her aunt.
Now Lin Xinyi is shouting like this from an aunt
To be honest, it's quite irritating.
"actually."
Fei Yingli hesitated for a long time, and finally said uncontrollably:
"Shinichi-kun, you can completely change your name for me."
Her tone was full of hints.
"Change your name?"
Lin Xinyi was confused when he heard:
"Aunt Kefei, you are an aunt who is almost 40 years old, and you are also my aunt in terms of seniority. If I don't call you aunt, why should I call you aunt?"
Fei Yingli's face almost turned black when she heard the four aunties mentioned in this sentence.
If it were her best friend Kudo Yukiko, she would have gritted her teeth and forced Lin Xinyi to "do his own thing" and change her name to her sister.
But Fei Yingli and Yukiko are two types of people with completely different personalities.
Yukiko has an out-of-the-box nature and can joke with young people without any psychological burden. She talks openly and silently about being the older sister of young men.
Although Fei Yingli has the appearance of a young lady, she actually has a calm temperament at the level of an aunt.
She was really embarrassed to say this.
I am embarrassed to force young people to "discuss their own issues" with me.
In this way, Fei Yingli tried hard, but finally gave up her wish to make Lin Xinyi change his words:
"Forget it. You can call me whatever you want."
"Okay, Auntie Fei."
"."
The corners of Fei Yingli's mouth twitched slightly.
Apart from Kogoro, it was really rare that anyone could make her have such "murderous intention".
"By the way, Shinichi-kun."
Feiying thought of something.
With a black line on her head, she smiled and invited:
"Are you interested in having dinner with me at my house?"
Afternoon, Tokyo, Fei Yingli's house.
"Mom" Mao Lilan rushed to help her in the kitchen: "You drove all the way back from Karuizawa and went to the supermarket to buy so many vegetables. You must be very tired now, right?"
"How about I help you with today's meal?"
"No." Fei Yingli clutched the kitchen knife energetically, with no intention of giving up her position as chef:
"I alone am enough."
"Xiaolan, just sit down and wait outside."
"Mom" Miss Maori made her final struggle.
Click——
Fei Yingli cut the potatoes on the chopping board in half with a knife, and the lenses of her glasses reflected the cold light:
"Why, Xiaolan."
"Our family has not been reunited for ten years. Don't you want your father to eat the food I cooked with my own hands?"
"I" Mao Lilan was defeated.
Dejected, she left the kitchen and returned to the living room.
The two men in her family, Mouri Kogoro and Conan, were sitting on the sofa with pale faces, waiting restlessly.
As soon as Maori Lan appeared, Maori Kogoro couldn't wait to ask:
"Xiaolan."
"D-Did it succeed?"
Mao Lilan shook his head desperately:
"No, mom insists on cooking by herself."
"It's over."
"The devil's seal will finally be lifted!"
Mouri Kogoro's face turned pale.
Conan also seemed to be thinking of some unbearable childhood memories, and sat there dejectedly with his future father-in-law.
"Hey, hey."
Lin Xinyi couldn't understand their performance:
"Is it so exaggerated?"
"How terrible is the food cooked by Aunt Fei?"
"This." Mao Lilan thought for a long time, but could not give an accurate adjective.
In the end, she just glanced at Lin Xinyi with sympathy:
"Mr. Lin, you shouldn't have come today."
"Yeah." Conan nodded silently in agreement.
Uncle Maoli even lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then recalled with the sad smoke: "Boy, do you know?"
"When I first became a police officer, I would vomit with acid reflux basically every day."
"Is this normal?"
"How can a rookie who has just become a police officer not vomit?"
Lin Xinyi couldn't help but recall how embarrassed he was when he first entered the industry:
Although I had already learned anatomy when I was in school and had come into contact with many corpses, I felt that I had become immune to them.
But you won’t know until you actually get into the industry.
Work is different from study. The corpse will not appear on the dissecting table by itself.
Sometimes they may be in sewers, sometimes in septic tanks, and sometimes they may be in garbage dumps. You have to fish them out yourself.
In short, it was like stabbing myself to death with a knife. I was so disgusted.
but it doesn't matter
"You just get used to it after spitting it out."
"When you change from a new police officer to an experienced detective, you won't be disgusted by corpses anymore."
"No, boy, you don't understand."
Mouri Kogoro shook his head solemnly:
"I'm not talking about the corpse."
"When I first became a police officer, I felt nauseated every day because..."
"At that time, when I went to work every day, Yingli would prepare a love lunch for me."
Lin Xinyi: "."
"Do you understand now?" Mouri Kogoro was very melancholy.
"Haha." Lin Xin said with a smile:
unacceptable.
There is a love lunch box prepared every day when I go to work.
Where can I find such a virtuous wife?
Listening to Uncle Maoli, he still feels aggrieved?
Lin Xinyi couldn't quite understand Mouri Kogoro's feelings, but instead showed a look of contempt.
"Mr. Lin"
Mao Lilan keenly noticed something:
"Don't misunderstand my father."
"He truly loved my mom."
"after all."
Before she could finish her words, Conan came up with a reasoning with an emotional expression:
"Uncle Kogoro had nausea every day at that time, which means he didn't secretly throw away those bentos."
"Instead, I ate the bento that Aunt Yingli prepared every day and ate it diligently."
"this"
Having said this, Conan looked at Mouri Kogoro and could not help but feel a surge of admiration:
"This is what is called true love!"
"Yeah!" Mao Lilan nodded in agreement seriously.
"Oh, I wish you could understand."
Mouri Kogoro's tone was melancholy, but also filled with pride.
It seemed like a combat hero who was reminiscing with his children and grandchildren about the tragic battlefield many years after he retired from the army.
"This" Lin Xinyi's mouth twitched slightly when he saw it:
Is it so exaggerated?
Just have a meal.
My aunt is rich, beautiful and virtuous.
Uncle Maori, you are a greasy middle-aged man who flirts with women and doesn’t do housework.
It’s okay if you don’t do housework. Most Japanese men don’t do housework anyway.
But the problem is that according to the traditional division of labor in Japanese families,
Women take on the task of taking care of the family, and men, as the head of the family, have to take on the task of earning money to support the family.
Uncle Maori, you haven't even completed the task of supporting your family seriously.
Why do you have the nerve to dislike your wife’s unpalatable cooking?
Lin Xinyi felt a little angry and unfairly defended his aunt:
"I think you guys are going a little too far."
"Even if the food doesn't taste good, it's still the concubine's sincerity towards her family. How can you say that behind someone's back?"
"And no matter how bad it tastes, how bad can it be?"
"Can we still eat dead people?"
Evening, Metropolitan Police Department.
"Okay. Yeah. I understand."
"Mr. Lin, please take care of yourself."
Asai Narumi put down the phone with a serious look.
"How's it going, Asai?"
"Has Mr. Lin returned to Tokyo?"
Sato Miwako asked with some concern.
"I'm back."
"but."
Asai Narumi's expression was a little strange:
"I heard that he had a bad stomachache and had vomited so much that he couldn't walk."
"Um" Sato Miwako continued to ask: "What about Miss Mori?"
"So does she."
"This arsonist case can only be solved by us."
The second is later