I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Everyone followed the prestige, the water of the waterfall rushed down, and under the light produced by the fireworks, the black shadow gradually became clear. A woman with long hair in a shawl and a body slowly swaying from side to side hung above the waterfall.

There was a hint of horror in the eyes of everyone attending the celebration. They had already recognized the figure, and Ebinahara Sumi was like a mermaid upstream.

The only difference between the beautiful mermaid in the fairy tale and Shoumei at this time is the pale paper face and wide-eyed eyes.

After dragging Sumi to the shore, the rope on her neck couldn't help making people wonder whether it was suicide, and Guangyou looked at the scene in front of her curiously.

The rope on the neck is a fixed rope set on the bank of the river to prevent danger. At first glance, all this looks like an accident caused by Sumi falling into the river because of the darkness.

But is it really that simple?

Guangyou smiled. As a resident on this island, how could she not know that there is a river here, let alone a waterfall, could she not hear the sound of the water flowing?

What's more, why did she want to come to this place, thinking about this, Guangyou suddenly took a picture of her mind: "Oh, yes, what matters to me, there are two big detectives here."

I wanted to leave directly, but Sumi, who watched the brainstorming death of the people, had a disagreement when she was looking for the mermaid bones that were fried three years ago. Naoko firmly believes this.

But Rokuro Fukuyama, who was Sumi's fiance, gave the statement that the skeleton was a middle-aged woman, and the lower body of the skeleton was just smashed.

Among the various opinions, Guangyou took Xiao Ai down from the waterfall first. Soon after they got down, several people on the waterfall walked down holding Sumi's body.

As soon as the front foot arrived, a fatter middle-aged man rushed over and hugged Shou Mei's body and started crying, with despair in his voice.

The middle-aged man who came was the father of the deceased Shoumei. He cried for a while, and Xiao Lan, who had been calling the police for 50 years, trot out from the crowd.

Xiaolan was a little helpless. The police were contacted, but now the weather is bad and going out to sea is dangerous. The police said that they might not be there in the first time.

In Xiaolan's eyes, it was a troublesome thing, but in the eyes of Guangyou, this matter was not a troublesome thing, but rather good news. At least one knew that the murderer could not escape by boat.

What's more, there are still two big detectives on this island, just thinking about it, Guangyou's inadvertent last words saw Heiji straighten the cap that he was wearing on his head, and then he made a tsk in his mouth.

Everyone has their own subconscious actions, like Heiji often wears a hat, and habitually brings the hat on his head straight when he is serious.

He Ye, who has known him for so many years, knows this point naturally, and then smiled: "The murderer will definitely be caught soon. Pingci has already moved his hat to the front. It seems that he is already serious this time. ."

"However, but Xiaolan, you can't like the guy from Pingci. If you compare it to you, I have no chance of winning at all."

Talking with Ye, his voice gradually lowered, and a blush also appeared on his face, and the amorous feelings that showed up for a while made Xiaolan suddenly feel a sense of protection in his heart.

Xiao Lan was taken aback for a moment, then opened her hands and hugged He Ye in her arms: "He Ye, you are so cute!"

He Ye just now is like a female cat who protects her calf. Although she can't consciously fight for the person in front of her, she still stays in front of her. This kind of temperament is quite affectionate.

Everyone came to this island to patronize the case and did not arrange the place to live. They were outside all day. Uncle Maori looked at the dead Saori and his father who was interested in drinking, and said, "Originally. I still want to visit Miss Saori's house, but now it seems that I can't ask anything. Let's find a longevity woman first."

Junhui was stunned for a moment and then nodded in agreement, and then she walked ahead to lead the crowd. The shrine is a shrine, and of course they cannot live in it.

When he came to Junhui's house and sat down, Guangyou had time to observe the house that looked a little old outside, but it was actually a little old.

Heiji looked around and exclaimed, "I can't see it at all. Didn't they sell the dugong arrow number plate for a lot of money?"

He Ye held the traditional tea in his hand, took a sip to his mouth, and explained back: "No, they only sell five yuan for a number plate."

Pingci can’t help being a little surprised, even Guangyou, because this is not Huaxia’s five yuan, Huaxia’s five yuan can buy at least 10 packs of spicy strips, and there is more than a bottle of Happy Water.

In Japan, what you can buy for five yen is basically the same as giving away for free, but after thinking about it, Koyo was relieved.

The five yuan in Japanese is similar to the sound of destiny. Most people don’t think that five yuan is money. They think that five yuan coins are lucky mascots. In these people’s hearts, five yuan coins are offered to shrines. You have established a fate with God.

It is said that if you go to places such as Japanese shrines and temples to offer a five-yuan coin, you have to prepare it in advance, otherwise it will be difficult to exchange it temporarily.

Guangyou shook his head helplessly, saying that many Chinese people are superstitious, but in fact, most people in Japan have this kind of "superstitious" thinking.

Xiao Ai, who was sitting next to Guangyou, took a sip of tea and told Guangyou: "I heard you talk about the five-yuan coin. I have heard a strange thing before. Can you listen?"

Guangyou was very interested in this kind of short story, so he nodded and said, "Tell me."

"I heard that someone left his wallet on the counter while shopping in the supermarket and was stolen. Then a few days later, the police called him and asked him to claim it. When he got the wallet, he found tens of thousands of dollars inside. The yen has advanced and the bank card is gone, leaving him with five yuan coins left over from grocery shopping."

After listening to Xiao Ai's story, Guangyou couldn't help but laughed out: "It's okay, that thief is very arrogant. He clearly said that stealing your money is related to you."

Xiaolan and Heye are also explaining some of the celebrations to a few people, such as the completely random lottery draw, which continues the previous traditions.

Hearing Koyou nodded repeatedly, and had to say that although the shrine did not correct the popular misconception of the dugong arrow, at least it was not for money to be hyped.

This made Mitsuko take a look at this shrine, and when everyone was talking, a sound of crutches knocking on the ground came into the room. After a few seconds, the door was pushed open, and a wrinkled face came out of the door. .

For a while, several people in the room were frightened. The people who came in seemed to have become accustomed to the reactions of the people, and asked calmly, "Is there something you are looking for me?"