Chapter 170

Yingsheng thought thoughtfully, does this characteristic of gentleness remind Xiao Ai of her sister?

"That is indeed a very suitable person to talk to."

Taking a taxi to the Japanese TV station, Yingsheng was about to go in to inquire when he met a young lady who had just left the TV station. He approached and struck up a conversation, and it didn't take long before he got the contact number of Reina Mizuna.

Returning to the waiting taxi again, he asked the driver to drive to Yi'an's apartment. Yingsheng sent Rena Mizuna's phone number to Ai Haibara and asked her to contact her herself.

Shuiyue Yingsheng's identity was public, so of course he couldn't have any form of private contact with Shirley. Just finding a phone number was enough.

Halfway through, Xiaolan received a call from Kudo Shinichi, turned on the speakerphone, and listened:

"Xiaolan, can you come to the hospital to take care of Uncle Maoli? He is in a very bad mood now."

"Eh? What exactly happened?"

Xiaolan was quite surprised and looked up at Yingsheng.

Yingsheng spread his hands: "Kudo, tell the truth, Xiaolan will make her own judgment."

Kudo Shinichi was silent for a few breaths: "Why don't you say it?"

"Because I think this kind of thing is irrelevant, but since you mentioned it, let Xiaolan listen. And if you say it yourself, it can prevent me from avoiding the important and taking the easy, right? Of course, you'd better be objective yourself."

"good."

After a brief silence, Kudo Shinichi revealed the previous events without any concealment, including Kanako Mitsue's spontaneous behavior, and Towako who took the initiative to call Mouri Kogoro from behind.

Xiaolan was a little shocked at first, but after hearing Kudou Shinichi relay Yingsheng's thoughts, she gradually calmed down. When Kudou Shinichi finished telling everything, she only thought for a moment and then asked:

"What was Dad's attitude when he was talking to Miss Towako? Did he try to hide it from you at first? What was your immediate reaction after you found out?"

Xiaolan's questions were clear and logical, but Kudo Shinichi frowned slightly: "Did Suigetsu ask you to ask these questions?"

He felt that Xiaolan seemed to be PUAd too deeply.

Yingsheng raised his eyebrows and was about to ask, "Are you the guy who peeked through the crack in the door to look at people?"

But before he could speak, Xiaolan took the first step and said, "Yes, shouldn't these questions be asked?" Jisui raised her head and blinked her innocent eyes at Yingsheng.

Yingsheng curled his lips slightly, but without saying anything, he listened to Kudo Shinichi from the loudspeaker:

"Once you want to test the strength of a piece of glass, it will inevitably end up shattering. Testing with bad intentions cannot explain anything except the ulterior motives of the tester. Human nature cannot withstand the test."

Yingsheng chuckled: "It makes sense, but not much.

Kudo, let me ask you, is Mr. Mori a father? Is it a husband? Is he a normal person with sound intelligence and just experienced some education?

You can completely deny it, but he is definitely not glass, and Miss Towako has definitely not done anything extraordinary. It is not a bottom-line test.

Is it right? "

Kudo Shinichi retorted: "But you clearly know that Towako is different to him."

"What's the difference? Also, can you answer the previous questions first?"

Yingsheng waited for two seconds and received no response. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Towako's phone number: "Forget it, you are so hesitant. I'll just ask myself."

The call was quickly connected, and Yingsheng asked about the questions Xiaolan had just said. There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then a soft voice came out.

He doesn't say much. In short, Kogoro Mori is a very restrained gentleman.

Yingsheng thanked him, apologized for what happened before, and hung up.

What does this mean?

Yingsheng chuckled softly: "Kudo, please tell me what you just said to Mr. Mori later. I guess he will be so ashamed that he will be ashamed. Whether he is a gentleman is still open to question, but Miss Towako is a real lady. "

Kudo Shinichi was silent.

"Okay, that's it. Do you have anything else?" Hotaru asked, "According to what Miss Towako said, Mr. Mori should be in a relaxed and calm mood now. It is absolutely impossible to say that he is in a bad mood. Kudo, aren't you? What’s the misunderstanding?”

"Uncle Maoli is Xiaolan's father after all."

Yingsheng was not qualified to answer this, so he closed his eyes and said nothing.

Three seconds later, Xiaolan smiled softly: "Please Shinichi, let dad show him the animal world. A bad mood will affect the recovery of the injury."

The corners of Yingsheng's mouth raised slightly...

"Xiaolan, you can't just listen to Shuiyue, you have to make your own judgment."

Yingsheng's mouth tightened.

What nonsense did this guy say?

But before he could open his mouth to refute, Xiaolan smiled and said, "Because I think what Mr. Shuiyue said is very reasonable, and there is no use for me to go to my father's side."

Kudo Shinichi hurriedly said: "How could it be useless? You are his daughter."

Xiaolan frowned slightly: "Xinyi, I feel like you care too much about your father. Didn't you hate him before? Is there any other purpose?"

Kudo Shinichi was silent for a few breaths: "Do you care about Suigetsu more than Uncle Maori?"

Xiaolan sighed softly: "I understand, yes, we are in a hurry to go on a date now, see you Shinichi."

Without waiting for the other person to speak, Xiaolan hung up the phone, muted it, and put it away.

He turned to look at Yingsheng, who had a rather helpless expression, stretched out his hands, took his shoulders and tilted him towards him.

Lean on.

The silence lasted for a long time. When Ian's apartment passed by the edge of the window, Xiaolan finally spoke in a low voice:

"what is this?"

"Even if you can't be lovers, you are still friends. Kudo's intentions are good. I hope you won't be deceived by this scumbag like me." Ying Sheng said calmly.

"Is that all?"

"Some things can only be cherished after they are lost. Maybe there are some reasons for this. And I provoked him before and said that I would take another female companion to the bar tonight. When he accused me of not being sincere to you, I said no matter what you do, it has nothing to do with him."

Xiaolan chuckled: "It's indeed too much. No wonder Xinyi is so angry. What is your purpose?"

"Of course I hope he can learn to cherish the people in front of him and not make the same mistakes again if he finds Mr. Xuesong in the future."

"Probably not, they are very compatible."

"Who knows what Cedar-san is really like, what if she is just an experienced acting master. Of course, everything has to wait until Kudo finds someone first. I am just giving him a little more motivation, hoping that he will not go astray. "

"Going astray means he came back to find me? That's not possible."

"That's impossible to say."

While talking, the car had stopped below Ian's apartment. Yingsheng got out of the car and was slightly surprised when he saw a familiar figure in a blue dress on the steps next to him.

This person is the woman he chatted up outside the Japanese TV station. She has a good figure and good looks. She has dark brown wavy hair and gold earrings. She looks quite noble. She seems to be named Ikezawa Yuko.

Does she also live here? It's quite a coincidence.

It was already five-fifty, and Okino Yoko still hadn't come back. Xiaolan looked at the time and couldn't help but said: "It's really hard for artists. They have to work even on weekends."

"It's just that the rest period is different from that of office workers, and they earn a lot." Yingsheng glanced around and pointed to a Western restaurant, "Let's go eat first. The game in the afternoon was great. Kyogoku-senpai said You are making rapid progress."

Xiaolan snorted: "You've been chatting with Yuanzi all the time, okay? You can watch at most two of my four games seriously."

"That's weird. I obviously looked at it very carefully and discovered a new flaw in your movements."

Yingsheng looked around and saw no one around, then kicked sideways towards the telephone pole next to him. The pole was unharmed, so he kept kicking and looked at Xiaolan, reminding her: "Pay attention to the position of the toes of my left foot. "

Xiao Lan followed the words and looked over, and saw that Ying Sheng's toes were still forward, and frowned slightly: "You can't use your waist strength like this, it's a very non-standard movement."

"Yes, but there are actually advantages to not being standard." Yingsheng controlled the speed and slowly lowered his right leg, "Pay attention to my upper body and waist and hips to see if there are any obvious changes."

Xiaolan stared at the part Yingsheng mentioned, with no eyesight. It wasn't until Yingsheng put her feet completely on the ground and asked if she was thinking, that she vaguely thought of something.

"Shui Yuejun's kicking posture is very non-standard. It relies entirely on the leg muscles and basically does not mobilize the strength of other parts of the body." Xiaolan paused for a few breaths. "Although it is not powerful enough, it is concealed enough to avoid Being read by the opponent? "

"correct."

Yingsheng smiled and said: "It's similar to what I said in school last time. After you throw a right straight punch, your body will habitually lean to the left. This is very predictable. Logically speaking, only when you hit the punch This happens when you are unstable, but your kicking skills are clear and super strong.

I didn't understand it before, but now that I think about it, it should be because you are too impatient and always pursue combos. At the same time, you are too serious when learning moves, striving to make every hit perfect and meet the standard perfectly.

This causes problems with the connection and makes your entire movement look a bit erratic. "

Xiaolan was thoughtful, but still asked: "Isn't it good to meet the standards?"

"If you are just doing a single action, then it is good to meet the standards, but since you are fighting with people, you have to consider mobility."

Yingsheng pointed to his waist.

"Suppose you attack me and miss with your right fist, and I use this to hit you to the left of the central axis of your body. Is it more likely that you will tell me where it is on the spot?"

Xiaolan nodded hesitantly, and then asked with a strange expression: "Do you always carry that with you?"

Yingsheng lifted up his clothes and found them empty. He shrugged: "I'm not a terrorist."

"..."

Xiaolan was speechless for two seconds, then returned to the topic: "You mean to retain your strength, right? Don't use old moves, always leave room for change."

Yingsheng gave her a thumbs up: "Don't you know very well? Remember Bruce Lee's words, flow like water and don't be bound by 'shape'."

"But……"

Xiaolan hesitated and said, "I feel like that would be very powerless."

"Killing... ahem, I mean, in fighting, strength is secondary, precision is the first."

Yingsheng clicked on his eyebrows, nose, chin, temples, throat, belly, ribs, joints, etc., and shrugged.

"That's it. Naturally, the human body has so many weaknesses. As long as you can touch them, you can defeat someone without much effort."

Xiaolan pondered for two seconds and said quietly: "What you just said was killing, right?"

Yingsheng looked confused: "Is there any? You heard it wrong."

"…………"

Xiaolan rolled her eyes at him, but didn't dwell on it. Yingsheng was an outlaw, and she had known that for a long time. Wasn't she the same?

Xiaolan thought about it and nodded, "You make sense, but I'm participating in a karate competition."

Yingsheng shook his head, "I didn't ask you to break the rules, I just asked you to stay calm on the field... No, I mean you should stay calm in any battle.

Unless you want to suppress your opponent's special move, or prevent the enemy from escaping, combos are completely unnecessary. A precise attack only needs one.

That's right.

And aren't you born with supernatural power? Even if you keep a third of your strength, it doesn't matter. You can still beat the enemy to pieces.

Thinking about it this way, it seems like a good way to pretend to go all out, lure the opponent to reveal a flaw, or force a flaw directly, and then win with one strike."

Bang——! ! !

Xiaolan punched the nearby electric pole, and a "well" character appeared on her forehead. She asked with a smile, gritting her teeth, "Who do you say is born with supernatural power?"

Yingsheng's sight extended along her arm, first the small crater on the electric pole, then the dense cracks like a spider web, and it seemed that something had just rubbed against his neck, was it a splash of cement fragments?

Yingsheng's sight moved back and looked at Xiaolan, wondering: "You mean, your strength is not innate, but acquired through acquired efforts?"

"…………"

"Sorry, I ignored your efforts with just one sentence, which is really wrong." Yingsheng put his hands together to apologize, and then became excited again, "This realm can be achieved through practice? Then I have to work harder."

"…………"

Xiaolan snorted coldly and retracted her hand. She was 100% sure that Yingsheng was pretending. How could this guy not understand what she meant.

"I'm sorry that I care about this. I always wanted to be a Yamato Nadeshiko."

"Hmm..."

Hina wondered, "Is there a conflict between being strong and being a Yamato Nadeshiko? It would be more convenient to do housework this way."

"...The current aesthetic is white, thin and young, OK? Like Xuesong." Xiaolan said unhappily, "Didn't you notice that almost all girls have reduced their appetite since Xuesong came to our class."

"I didn't notice it. Anyway, don't imitate her. She's just pretending."

The two continued to the restaurant. When crossing the zebra crossing, Xiaolan suddenly turned around and looked at her:

"Did you change the topic to something important?"

"No, you think too much..."

"Sonoko, you were talking about this before."