I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

After putting the gift from the garden aside, Xiao Ai stepped forward, the two eyes collided, Xiao Ai's delicate earlobes were slightly red, and she took out the gift from behind and handed it to Guangyou: "For you."

For a while, Guangyou was stunned, Xiao Ai frowned when Guangyou hadn't reached out to accept the gift, and said, "Don't forget it!"

Her earlobes became even more red, and Guangyou hurriedly accepted the gift from Xiao Ai: "Yes, why don't you, I don't want Aijiang's things, then I will really be struck by the thunder!"

Some words made Xiao Ai a little embarrassed, she hurried to go to Xiao Lan to help Xiao Lan.

Conan touched Guangyou with his elbow: "The sour smell of love, tut."

Guangyou held the gift given by Xiao Ai, and looked at Conan: "Single dogs like you don't understand."

After saying that, he left, Conan pouted, "I'm not a single dog, but... I just haven't confessed it yet."

"Happy birthday Guangyou!"

"Bang, bang!" Everyone fired a salute, and the offices with fluttering ribbons were everywhere, and then Xiao Lan said: "Then, go ahead!"

As soon as the voice fell, Guangyou picked up the nearest cake and slapped Conan's face on the left with a serious face, acting skillfully and smoothly: "Let Conan taste the first bite..."

As the saying goes, good is good for evil and evil is rewarded. Before Guangyou finished speaking, Xiao Ai's face was muddled by the cream. Xiao Ai chuckled, "I think Guangyou should also taste it. It tastes very good. OK."

Guangyou reached out and wiped off the cream on his eyes, then picked up a piece of cake and threw it on Conan's face. Conan was stunned on the chair with a creamy look: "I didn't mess with you, I'm TM..."

Conan was speechless. He was shot while lying down. Guangyou curled his lips. It was impossible for Xiao Ai to beat Xiao Ai. It happened that Conan was next to him and it was easy.

"If I know the truth, my tears fell..." Conan also figured this out. He wanted to cry without tears, and meowed to celebrate someone else's birthday, but he got a creamy face.

Conan stuck out his tongue and licked the cream beside his mouth.

but.

Doesn't taste...

"Snapped"

Another piece of cake was summoned by Conan. Conan wiped the cream from his eyes and nostrils with both hands: "The clay figurines are also angry!"

"Snapped"

Lao Tzu said: "Everything may not be used to it the first time, and it may not be used the second time, but you will always get used to it the third and fourth time."

Through the thick layer of cream on Conan's face, Guangyou saw Conan Sheng's unlovable expression, and sighed, "I'm sorry, Conan."

"Snapped."

"But it's really cool."

For a while, this birthday party seemed to have turned into a cream fight. Everyone was very happy. Uncle Maori was holding a can of beer from a distance based on his age and watching the children's mischief and did not stop: "It's nice to be young. ."

Even the little sorrow that usually shows people with a cold face was a little bit more laughter today, and Guangyou was dumbfounded several times.

The birthday party lasted until nearly ten in the evening, leaving a lot of mess. Today, everyone was a little tired, and Uncle Maori was a little bit drunk, so everyone put the mess over there and looked back before cleaning it up.

After washing Conan lying on the bed, he looked at the ceiling and smiled: "Although the process today made me feel a little depressed, overall it is still great."

"It's just, when can I recover..."

With the full moon in the sky and the stars, Guangyou was half lying in his pajamas on the lounge chair on the top of the office, and the table beside him was on the table with the gifts he received today.

For the first time he received gifts from others between his two lives, Guangyou attached great importance to them. He deliberately saved these gifts until the end of the party, and he was going to unwrap these significant gifts under this wonderful night scene.

A gust of night breeze blew, a trace of bangs was slightly blown, that smile was full of deep meaning, deep gaze looked into the distance, and then turned to the gift aside.

Guangyou reached out and picked up one, stroking the pink package of the gift: "It's Ayumi and the others."

He moved very carefully, for fear of breaking the packaging, the gift gradually revealed its true colors, and Guangyou couldn't help laughing after seeing it.

"Draw it."

The gift of the three of Bumei is a painting, a painting of everyone. To be honest, the painting is not good. Everyone can only identify who is who by some characteristics of people, but Guangyou sees It can be concluded that the three of them have already painted very seriously. It doesn't matter how the painting is done, this intention is already very precious.

The painting was put into the frame, and Guangyou touched some cheap frames on it: "They are really hardworking."

Unpacking Conan’s blue gift package, Conan’s gift to Guangyou is two tickets for a popular band concert now. Suddenly, Guangyou smiled. The laugh is that Conan is very insightful, and the gift is a couple ticket. .

Yuanzi gave a mobile phone, which was expensive. Xiaolan gave a pair of shoes, and the blue and red contrasted limited edition Nike. Uncle gave a winning lottery ticket.

Guangyou couldn't help but curl his lips: "Uncle is true... Yo, he won 10,000 yen. This is the highest lottery in the lottery, right? Has he ever won?"

Without thinking about it, Guangyou put his attention on the last gift. It was a gift wrapped in lavender. It was given by Xiao Ai, and Guangyou put this gift at the end.

Picking up the gift carefully, Guangyou unpacked the package more carefully. Inside the package, there is a layer of gift box packaging, also in the color of lavender, with white decorations on it.

In the most conspicuous position of the gift box, there is a capsule pattern, and there is a line of white characters under it that reads Happy Birthday. Guangyou laughed when he saw this: "Are all medicine A become the representative pattern of a small sorrow, it is really interesting."

After opening the gift box, Guangyou smiled again. Inside the box were a sweater and a black sweater. After unfolding it, there were some simple decorations on the sweater.

Some details on the sweater indicate that this sweater is hand-knitted. Thinking of this, Guangyou shook his head: "This girl."

"But, I like it very much." Guangyou folded the sweater back into the gift box.

He folded his hands behind his head, folded his legs, squinted, looking at the distant night sky and feeling the cool night breeze. After a while, Guangyou got up and stretched out: "It's time to go to bed. Go to school."

....

"Guangyou sauce! Conan! Teacher Xiao Lin called me and said that there was an earthquake this morning, and the school will have an urgent holiday!"

Guangyou, who was washing in the bathroom, was not surprised when he heard Xiaolan's words. After spitting out water, he wiped the residual toothpaste on his mouth.

There was a small earthquake in this place in Japan for three days. During the period when Kosuke came, I was completely used to it. It is no exaggeration to say that many people can calmly eat instant noodles when there is a clear sense of earthquake.

If it's a major earthquake, you still have to run. Guangyou pushed open the bathroom door with this thought. When he saw the scene in the living room, Guangyou smashed his mouth: "I think it's better to go to school."