I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Looking at the puzzled eyes, Koyo explained: "Humans, have a habit of blindly following and joining in the fun. This is definitely the case when this store has just opened, not to mention that Ginza has a lot of people and is normal. Wait It won’t be so much after a period of stability."

The two came forward and ordered two cups of American coffee recommended by the clerk, and a few of them left after they got their drinks.

Sitting on the side of the window, the afternoon sunshine poured in through the window, holding a slightly warm but not hot coffee, the two chatted quietly.

"Did you say that there is really a curse in this world?" Xiao Ai's delicate hand moved slightly and opened the lid of the coffee.

Guangyou also opened the coffee lid. After hearing Xiao Ai's question, he gave her a curious look: "Why do you ask?"

"I feel like you are really cursed, wherever you go and where you die." Xiao Ai put the coffee in front of her nose, smelling the aroma of coffee, and said lightly.

Guangyou is not so particular about Xiaoai. After removing the lid, he took a small sip: "How is it possible, the curse does not exist, if there is, it is Conan's infection."

How could he admit this kind of mysterious and mysterious thing, even if there is such a thing, what can he do?Don't just take it silently?

Anyway, this BUFF will only take effect on passers-by. If it takes effect, Guangyou believes that Conan will definitely solve the case for passers-by and return the truth to passers-by.

Guangyou changed the subject directly, and then turned around and drank this so-called American coffee, which is the most common coffee, with a light and clear color and almost transparent.

Koyo can even see the brown coffee at the bottom of the cup. This is in Japan. If you order American coffee in France or Italy, you might be laughed at.

The French jokingly call American coffee the water for washing socks. Of course, this has nothing to do with ordinary people drinking coffee occasionally. After all, turnips and vegetables have their own loves.

Fortunately, there was no problem with the coffee shop this time. There was a problem. Guangyou was really muddy off his crotch, not shit or shit.

After drinking the coffee and blowing on the free air conditioner in the store for a while, the two got up and walked out of the store, giving up their positions to another couple.

After going out of the store, the two began another round of shopping. After shopping for a long time, the two looked at the time and were ready to go for dinner.

Just playing outside until nearly seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the two separated, Xiao Ai returned to Dr. A Li's house, and Guangyou returned to the office.

"I am back."

Pushing open the door of the office, Uncle Maori and his party also finished their dinner. They were sitting in front of the TV and watching the TV series. When Guangyou came back, Xiaolan responded immediately: "Have fun ?"

Naturally, he couldn't hide from Xiaolan and the others about his going out, but Guangyou didn't hide it from them either. He smiled and nodded: "It's a great fun. I brought you gifts today."

Speaking of gifts, a few people who hadn't reacted before responded, especially Conan, and went directly to Guangyou: "Gifts? What did you buy?"

Guangyou ignored the face-changing Conan, took out a piece of clothing from the gift bag, and said, "This is for Sister Xiaolan."

Xiaolan also thanked him in surprise, and then took the clothes Guangyou was holding and happily walked to the next bathroom to try on the clothes.

Then, Guangyou leaned to Uncle Maori's ear: "Uncle, I brought you a bottle of imported red wine. You can hide it later."

Uncle Maori raised his eyebrows slightly, restrained the urge to stick out his tongue and laughed, patted Guangyou's back fiercely, lowered his voice and said, "Gwangyou, you guy can do things, much better than Conan. Eat and drink every day."

Although the voice was small, Conan heard it, his eyes were blank, and he was very dissatisfied.

If it were not for my detective Shinichi Kudo, how many cases could you uncle solve?

Don't you know it?

But Kwangwoo's next words made Conan laugh directly.

"Conan, this is the Collector's Edition of the Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes for you. It is the first edition of the book sold." Guangyou took out a beautifully packaged box.

When Conan heard Guangyou's words, he couldn't bear the kind of throbbing in his heart, and his feet kept moving in place, his eyes flashing like a wolf, still a hungry wolf.

The moment Guangyou put the box on the table, Conan rushed to the table, gently stroking the box with his hand, just like the wolf meets the woman.

Slowly opening the box, when Conan saw the book that looked very chronological in it, his breathing became heavier.

However, he couldn't bear to turn it over. Conan just wanted to use this kind of thing as a collection. It is naturally impossible to see it. If he turns around a page or two, it will definitely make him autistic.

After Guangyou handed out the present, Xiaolan also changed her clothes, opened the bathroom door and walked out. She walked into the crowd, turned around, and asked, "How is it? Do you look good?"

"Good-looking!" Guangyou nodded and praised. After all, Guangyou and Xiao Ai chose this together.

Even Conan woke up from the temptation of the book and swallowed dryly: "It's so beautiful!"

"Really." The smile on Xiaolan's face suddenly disappeared, a little sad, "but this dress seems a bit expensive."

She often goes out to go shopping with the garden. She also has the foresight. Of course, this brand is not the most expensive grade, but she rarely thinks about it.

Guangyou waved her hand to relieve her: "It's okay."

Yuanzi also quietly told Xiaolan about the purchase of the bag before. Although she was a little surprised, Xiaolan also accepted it. After Uncle Maori heard about it, he didn't say anything.

He originally thought that children could not keep the money well, but Guangyou’s usual performance made him quite relieved. What’s more, it’s mainly him who raises Guangyou anyway, even if Guangyou’s own money is lost, he Can also afford it.

How can you grow without experiencing ups and downs?

Under Guangyou's persuasion, Xiaolan also accepted the dress with information, and she also liked it from the heart.

After a while, it was not too early, and Guangyou was also ready to wash and sleep. After all, the injury was just right now, and Xiu Xian was still a great burden to him.

Before going to bed, Uncle Maori answered the phone, and when he answered the phone, he was all smiles: "Ahahaha, this is what it should be, Officer Mumu, the cultivation of the next generation is still very important!"

After hanging up the phone, Uncle Maori said to Xiaolan like a spring breeze: "Guangyou went to help Police Officer Mumu and they broke the case today. The owner of the restaurant is also generous, and he directly gave 100,000 yen to say thank you , Officer Mumu asked us to pick it up tomorrow."

But Guangyou didn’t hear them. He blanked his eyes with a sense of helplessness. At this time, Conan, who was sitting at the table with the light on, complained: “Can you turn off the light for me and sleep? Give you a set of books and you won’t sleep. Up?"

Conan turned the book carefully at this time, turned a page, read the original words on it, feeling a little excited, after hearing Guangyou's words, turned his head and nodded: "Let's do it."

Then he put the book back into the box with a bit of reluctance, and carefully put it on the most prominent place on the table, and then went to bed honestly.