I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

The moment the tramp opened the door, the car burst and made a violent explosion. All this happened for a moment, and the surprise expression on the tramp's face was swallowed by flames before it could change.

The homeless man was in the center of the explosion. It would be hard to find the fragments when he looked back. Looking at the Porsche 356A that had become a fireball not far away, feeling the billowing heat wave from the fireball, the gin hummed coldly and turned his head away.

Seeing that the eldest brother was gone, Vodka quickly followed, took a few steps, looked back at the still burning wreck, and snorted likewise.

....

Just after Guangyou had bandaged, Guangyou heard an explosion in the music in his ear, but there was no joy or disappointment on his face. It was still difficult to kill the gin with such a simple thing.

Why would Guangyou do it if he can't kill it?

To put it simply, it is two words, disgusting, which means disgusting the gin and creating a hatred. Anyway, there is enough, and a little more light believes that the gin does not care.

As for the big vodka Kosuke next to Gin Wine, of course he never underestimated it. It wouldn't be very difficult to get a code name, but being around Gin Wine might reduce his sense of existence.

Guangyou nodded: "Although the vodka guy does not have a high IQ, he is still a strength player from a physical point of view."

"What are you thinking? Is it related to the explosion just now?" Xiao Ai asked softly.

"Hey, blow up the gin car." Guangyou raised his eyebrows, hitting his disgusting purpose, and his mood was slightly happy at this time.

"He seems to have several Porsche 356A." Xiao Ai thought for a while, and said, "But you still successfully disgusted him, but you have to be careful. He is a man who will repay him."

Guangyou nodded indifferently. He also understood what kind of person the gin is, and fully understood the consequences of doing this, but the two represent different camps. Maybe they will reconcile the relationship in the future, but now this This possibility is almost zero.

It's impossible for gin to be undercover, right?If it's really an undercover, isn't Karasuma Renye autistic?

Of course, if something like that happens, Guangyou is very happy to comment. After all, two people are currently enemies. It is best to describe it as a dog biting a dog.

But Guangyou also knew that this thing could only be thought of in a dream.

"Boy, don't you know that the action is dangerous?"

Uncle Maori looked at Guangyou, who was wrapped in gauze on his arm, and was also a little worried, "How about it, are there any problems."

After seeing Guangyou shook his head, Uncle Maori straightened up and criticized: "Not as an example, and why did you get mixed up with that guy Kidd."

Picking up the top hat on the side, Uncle Maori looked at Guangyou's dress carefully: "Boy, do you know who Kidd is?"

"It's Brother Xinyi." Guangyou said this suddenly.

"Nani!"

At the same time, Conan, Xiaolan, Uncle Maori, and Bumei all said these two words in unison.

"An la, teasing you guys." Guangyou waved his hand and smiled.

After hearing this, Xiaolan nodded: "Just tell me, how could the guy Shinichi be Kidd? How could the guy Shinichi be Kidd because of his low EQ and poor skill."

Conan rolled his eyes, whether this was a boast or a curse.

Among the people, only Uncle Maori nodded secretly, leaving a heart in his heart: "It is indeed a little like, they are all such stinky farts."

"Boom!"

The loud noise caused Uncle Maori to look up at the upper part of the twin tower skyscrapers. Suddenly he cried out in pain: "My car!"

At this time, he remembered the red convertible sports car he had won. Unfortunately, that sports car had already said goodbye to him, and it was probably broken to pieces now. It would be okay for him to leave a thought if there was a finished piece.

At least this is his first car of his own, and it is also very advanced.

Uncle Maori sniffed his nose, and his eyes were full of pity. Just when Uncle Maori was uncomfortable, Mio Tokiwa, who had escaped a long time ago, smiled and said, "Don't worry, Senior Maori, we will give it to you again later. A past one."

"Really?" Uncle Maori suddenly became excited. His luxury car dream appeared again, and it has been 99% completed. He still believes in Tokiwa Group or Mio Tokiwa. After all, they are all alumni and a great cause. I don't care much about that.

Didn't you see Mio watching her face almost ruined after she built the building?

In fact, Mio's heart is not as calm as everyone thinks. She is still a little worried at this time, because this maintenance may still have voices of opposition in the city. The cost is okay, but the people above don't know how to send it.

Oki Iwamatsu is also dead. This problem is like a sword hanging on Miu's heart. The maintenance cost is trivial, especially for the entire two-tower skyscraper, the cost is simply too cheap.

"Police officer, I surrendered, I killed Ogi Yansong."

A slightly old voice suddenly sounded. Officer Mumu looked at Ruyue Fengshui in front of him. After a while, he asked: "You really killed him? Why did you kill him?"

Fengshui’s face was very calm: “I killed it because he built the twin-tower skyscraper. I live on the top of the mountain. Because I’m getting older, I bought the mountain to paint Mount Fuji. There is a house built on it, and I can see the whole of Mount Fuji directly, but because of this building, it blocked my view, and my mind was killed when I was confused."

"I approached him by sending him my painting and then killed him."

"Then Mr. Yuan Jiaming is also you?" Officer Mumu remembered everything Ruyue Fengshui said seriously.

Feng Shui shook his head: "He is not me. I found him dead when I passed by, and then I smashed that small wine glass next to him."

"Because the smashed small wine glass represents Mount Fuji divided into two." Conan said solemnly.

Fengmizu nodded, and turned his head to say to Mio who was surprised: "I hope I can see that studio in the rest of my life, and I can draw a picture. I'm sorry Mio."

After that, he turned and got into the police car. Takagi, who was holding the handcuffs, was also very embarrassed. This time the prisoner was too honest, and he was a little too wrong to guard.

The next thing has nothing to do with Guangyou and his party. The time is too late, so everyone stayed in Building B, which is still intact. They plan to stay in the hotel in Building B for one night. They will go to Jingshi tomorrow. The hall recorded confession.

Although there are many vacant rooms, but so many things happened tonight, Xiaolan and Yuanzi decided that it would be better to live in the same room first. They said that, but in fact, Yuanzi was a little scared. Lan also nodded helplessly.