I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Uncle Maori excitedly asked Xiaolan, "How is it possible! I'm your father Maori Kogoro! This is your mother, Concubine Hideri, remember?"

Uncle Maori was sweaty, but when Xiaolan said plain "I can't remember, I can't remember anything" directly, the corners of the eyes of a middle-aged man of Uncle Maori were a little moist.

Conan walked up to Guangyou and sat down. He lowered his head and his voice was slightly hoarse: "This time you have to help me bring the murderer to justice. I allow you to use more ruthless methods, but you can't kill."

Guangyou chuckled softly: "Yes, after all, Xiaolan can be my family. It is not my character to let the murderer go, but now Xiaolan has amnesia and needs you to be a doctor."

Conan suddenly raised his head and looked at Guangyou: "What to do, tell me!"

After Guangyou spoke out his plan, although Conan had some doubts about its success, he still responded decisively. Regardless of whether it succeeded or not, this method also gave Conan some hope.

For a while, the atmosphere in the ward was very heavy. No one spoke. After ten minutes, the door was pushed open. Kousuke and Shiratori walked in. Shiratori said, "The resident psychologist in the hospital is not there. , So I asked Mr. Fengto to come and take a look for Xiaolan."

Uncle Maori and Fei Yingli both got up and thanked them, and Conan walked to the side to listen to the diagnosis.

Only Guangyou sat on the sofa with his hands propped on his head and looked bored, but if anyone could look at Guangyou's eyes carefully, he would find the killing intent like ice thorns in his eyes: "You have committed sins, you cannot live."

After Kyoto Kyosuke briefly asked some common sense questions like "Do you remember what happened to you today", "Who are you" and "Where is the capital of Japan", Kyoto Kyosuke nodded, thinking about his condition. There is also judgment.

Kousuke Kousuke took everyone to an empty room next to them and said to them: "Lingyuan should be backward and forgetful, but fortunately, the common sense of life is there and it will not affect normal life, but I recommend staying in the hospital. A few days to see the development."

"Reverse forgetfulness?" Uncle Maori was a little puzzled by the term.

"Reverse amnesia is a sudden memory disorder. It refers to the loss of memory within a certain period of time. The causes of reverse amnesia include cerebral hemorrhage, trauma, etc., and it can also cause reverse amnesia due to intense mental stimulation." Guangyou Explain the term in a way that he thinks is relatively easy to understand.

Uncle Maori got a rough idea and asked eagerly: "Can it be cured? Is it easy to cure?"

Kyoto Kyosuke comforted: "Mr. Mori, don’t worry. There are probably two methods for this disease. One is to let her return to the scene and try to treat her through intense stimulation, and the other is to slowly accompany her in life. Slowly restore memory."

Then Kousuke Kousuke left the room, and Conan pointed to Koyo next to him and asked, "Do you know what kind of stimulation Xiaolan is experiencing? I think there is something hidden behind this."

"Clever I was confused for a while." Kosuke curled his lips. "Didn't you find an on flashlight? What can a prisoner rely on to determine the position of Officer Sato in the event of a power failure?"

Being mentioned in this way, Conan also understood the specific reason: "Are you saying that Xiaolan thought it was the officer Sato she killed that caused her amnesia?"

Guangyou just nodded lightly, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes, murmured: "If it wasn't for you to use it, you would have enjoyed the meal in my little black room now."

Guangyou didn't stay in the room, and went straight to Xiaolan's room. Not long after he walked out, he heard Uncle Maori shouting.

Soon after, Guangyou heard a loud knock on the table, and Guangyou shook his head: "Follow the rules and save face."

Pushing the door open, only the bedside lamp next to Xiao Lan's bed was still on in the whole room, and the sobbing of the garden echoed in the room: "Lan, even if you can't remember it for a lifetime, I am also your best friend! "

Guangyou's eyes couldn't help but a smile hung up at the corner of his mouth: "It doesn't matter if you have this friend, even if you lose the world."

This scene made Guangyou feel a little bit distressed. Yuanzi’s family is very high-grade, and it is definitely the upper-class society in the upper-class society. In these places, there are very few people who can be friends with her without selfishness, or even none, so she is extremely Cherish this friend Xiaolan.

The so-called true love in adversity, Yuanzi is usually careless, and often jokes on Xiaolan, but when she encounters this kind of thing, she can't suppress her emotions in her heart, and huge tears keep dripping on her valuable pants. But she didn't realize it, just staring blankly at Xiao Lan who was asleep.

Guangyou stepped forward and patted Yuanzi's shoulder and said softly, "God won't let the laughing girl suffer, everything will be fine."

Yuanzi wiped away her tears, and nodded heavily: "Xiaolan is such a good girl, God will definitely bless her!"

Then she thought of the murderer. She changed her usual appearance and said viciously: "If I know who the murderer is, I swear, I will definitely make him regret coming to this world!"

The garden at this time was a bit strange, but those who came here were quick to go, and after she had finished speaking, they returned to their original appearance.

Then Guangyou lay on the sofa in the ward with his eyes closed and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already bright, and the sun shined through the gap between the curtains on the face of Xiaolan who had already woke up.

After a night of rest, Xiaolan improved a lot, but the confusion on her face remained undiminished. She looked at Guangyou who stood up and asked, "Little brother, what is your name?"

Guangyou responded: "Sister Xiaolan, my name is Guangyou!"

"Guangyou? I'm familiar." Xiaolan forced a smile, "But, sorry, I can't remember."

Of course Guangyou didn't mind, and waved his hand: "It's okay, let it happen, take your time, don't worry about this kind of thing."

Uncle Maori standing outside heard the movement in the room and opened the door. He saw Xiaolan who was awake and said, "Xiaolan, I bought a bowl of porridge for you. After you finish drinking, take a break and come with us. Check it."

Although Xiaolan had forgotten everything, Xiaolan felt deeply about Maori's deep concern. She nodded and wanted to take the porridge, but Maori waved his hand to prevent Xiaolan from eating, her face was full. Seriously: "You are a patient, I will take care of you."

Xiaolan didn't think about it, nodded and said, "Thank you, Dad... Dad."

After hearing it, Uncle Maori's face was full of smiles. After making sure that the temperature would not be hot enough, he gently sent a spoonful of porridge into Xiaolan's mouth.

Ten minutes later, Uncle Maori finished feeding the porridge, got up and said with a smile: "Then I'll go out first, you have a good rest, and you will have a check-up with us later."

Xiao Lan nodded, Uncle Maori turned and left the ward. Xiao Lan, who had just lost his memory, called his father. He was very happy and couldn't help but walk a little lighter.

Guangyou looked at the hot red fingers of Uncle Maori, and sighed: "Pity the parents of the world."