I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Fei Yingli got out of the taxi and looked around. When she saw the green of Lishan, she asked, "Miss Lishan, how can I find it?"

Li Shanlu shook his head, frowning slightly, "No, according to the police record, I remember it was just around here."

"This one."

Kosuke pointed to an izakaya called Misaki next to him, and said to the two who were talking.

Fei Yingli tilted her head, and when she saw Guangyou and Conan beside her, she was taken aback.

"Gwangwoo, Conan? It's not something a good boy should do if you don't go home so late."

Fei Yingli walked towards Conan and Guangyou, slightly positive.

Just as she was about to say something, Kuriyama Green said one step ahead of her: "Lawyer Concubine, it seems that this is the pub."

Fei Yingli turned her head and glanced at the name of the shop on it, and nodded: "Well, since it's here, let's go in."

Xiaolan also walked out of the fork in the side road, trot a few steps, and approached this izakaya called Mihan with a few people.

The owner of this pub Masako Kameda and the ex-wife of Shinji Usami are washing dishes.

There is no one in the shop except Guangyou.

After entering the door, Fei Yingli directly told Masako what she wanted.

She wanted to know about Usami Shinji.

After hearing the question, Changzi still lowered his head and brushed the dishes on his own. After a while, he said faintly: "I have forgotten about that person."

Fei Yingli would not simply believe in Masako's side words. One day the husband and wife are a hundred days grace. Although they are divorced, she thinks such things are quite unforgettable.

"I've known about your couple before and after they separated, but Miss Kameda..."

Before he finished speaking, Masako interrupted directly: "You are the cause of Masaki's death. Why is it not you who died? As long as he gets drunk, he will put these two sentences on his mouth.

There was no expression on Changzi's face, as if she was talking about other people.

But after Guangyou heard it, his heart was slightly pantothenic.

Her child had an accident, how could she be indifferent.

As a mother, she was said by her beloved, the kind of grievance in her heart is hard to describe.

Being able to say these words without emotion, Guangyou also felt a little pity for the one in front of him.

"We understand your feelings very well, but your husband is in a very difficult situation. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level buddha. I still hope you can help him."

Kuriyama Green's persuasion did not play a role.

"Sorry, I don't want to think of anything about him at all now."

Changzi was still doing what she had at hand, and there was no impatience on her face, everything seemed to have nothing to do with her.

"The construction site where the death case occurred is nearby, if you know what happened..."

"I don't know anything. If that's all you want to say, I can ask you to go back first."

The repeated questioning made Chang Zi feel a little impatient, and directly ordered several people to leave.

When Fei Hideri hesitated, the izakaya's shop was opened.

Uncle Maori walked in with the surprised eyes of several people.

Uncle Maori was also slightly stunned when he saw Fei Yingli, and asked, "How come you guys are here?"

"The strange thing is you, why are you here?"

"I usually come back here for a drink or two."

Masako's eyes flowed between the two.

"So she is your friend."

"More than that, they are all married."

Guangyou murmured in his heart.

Uncle Maori didn't seem to want others to know about his relationship with Fei Yingli, so he found a reason to leave after hesitated.

"Does he come to you often?"

After Uncle Maori left, Fei Yingli immediately turned her head and asked Masako.

Changzi nodded slightly: "Mr. Mori usually takes care of my business in this shop."

"Actually that night..."

Chang Zi's unintentional words caught several people's attention instantly.

Guangyou yawned, the process here is a bit boring.

He is not like Conan who is always ready to brainstorm.

Masako had no choice but to admit that he had seen his ex-husband that night under the questioning of Concubine Hideri, and Usami Shinji met with Uncle Mori for the second time.

This stretched Fei Yingri's frowning brows.

After leaving the izakaya, Fei Yingli is going to the office to ask Uncle Maori about the situation.

Fei Yingli was sitting at the table slowly drinking tea, waiting for Uncle Maori to return without rush or panic.

"Drink a glass of wine every day, happy as a fairy."

After waiting for a long time, Uncle Maori finally returned.

Judging from the fact that he is still humming a little song, it is estimated that he is drinking too much.

Uncle Maori who opened the door greeted Xiao Lan's pretty face covered with clouds.

"Why haven't you slept yet."

"What are you talking about, where are you going to drink until so late!"

"It's different everywhere, you really look more and more like your mother."

Uncle Maori put his head in his hands, tilted his head and said.

"If you have any comments, just tell her directly."

Xiaolan turned around and let Uncle Maori see Concubine Yingli who was drinking tea.

In an instant, Uncle Maori was half awake from the wine, extremely embarrassed.

"The old problem hasn't changed."

"Huh, you don't need to care about my business."

Uncle Maori took off his coat and sat down cross-legged.

A strong scent of alcohol rushed into Guangyou's nose, making him frown.

This is the case with Guangyou who is still far away, Conan and Fei Yingli who are close by are directly smoked and cover their noses.

Uncle Maori looked triumphant and said, "Hey, drunk attack, let's start!"

After speaking, Uncle Maori wanted to burp out of alcohol.

Before the fight, Guangyou pinched his nose and sprayed air freshener in front of Uncle Maori's face.

The first death before leaving the teacher is the feeling of Uncle Maori at this time. He has not yet burped, and he is sprayed with air freshener.

"Deserve it."

Fei Yingli turned his eyes on Uncle Maori.

With the help of air fresheners, the smell of wine in the air has dissipated a lot, but it still exists.

Fei Yingli covered her nose with a handkerchief and asked: "I came here to ask you about the murder case that occurred at the construction site in Beihu Town. I wonder if you remember it."

"There seems to be such a murder case."

It's late now, and Conan is also listening to the two discussing the case because of curiosity and insisting on the smell of wine.

And Guangyou is completely different from him, he is not curious about the case.

To be precise, ordinary people would not have any curiosity about the murder, but would stay away from it.

It was late, so Guangyou went back to the room to sleep after saying hello to a few people.

He wanted to leave the room that was sprayed with air freshener and still smelled of alcohol, and returned to the comfortable bed to fight against the landlord.

He suddenly wanted to go back to China.

He hasn't been back for a long time.

Thinking of this, Guangyou smiled bitterly: "Let’s go back when this matter is over."