I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"There is another paragraph describing Erha"

Guangyou also became interested, he also liked dogs like huskies, but Erha was too easy to let himself go.

"Beiming has a dog whose name is Ha, one ha tops three tigers, three ha sinks the aircraft carrier, five ha destroys a country, ten ha destroys the world, 100 ha destroys the Milky Way, thousands ha destroy the universe, Wanha Genesis."

Guangyou's words made Xiao Ai laugh slightly: "It's too exaggerated."

"Exaggeration is exaggeration, but the facts are also very troublesome. If you don't train, Erha can easily ruin your sofa or something, and you will feel that you have gone the wrong door when you go out and come home."

While the two were chatting, Xiaolan and the others also took their bags into the villa.

Xiao Ai also wrapped her apron with great interest to make chocolate with Xiao Lan.

After Guangyou took a look, he went out without any interest.

Chocolate!

It's very simple. Buy the finished chocolate, melt it, put it in a mold, and finally make a decoration.

The finished product is perfect in two words!

Don't ask, it is convenient to ask.

Guangyou walked a few steps in the snow, and the completely different feeling under his feet made him feel strange.

Of course it’s not interesting to step on the snow alone.

Guangyou was the only one outside and couldn't fight snowball fights, so Guangyou could only build a snowman by himself.

The snowman is very simple. Make the biggest ball, put a smaller ball on it, put the smallest ball on the top, and put a branch or something on both sides.

Simple is simple, but Guangyou is really making a snowman for the first time.

There is too little snow in the south to accumulate even if it falls. Not to mention making snowmen, it is difficult to squeeze a snowball the size of a fist.

Guangyou proudly piled up snowmen, completely unaware of how ugly his snowmen were.

Conan wanted to laugh when he saw the snowman through the window.

Through the window, Guangyou couldn't hear his laughter and was immersed in the pleasure of making a snowman.

When the piles were about the same, Guangyou found that there were snowflakes floating in the sky, which was not a good sign.

The snowman was a bit close, but Guangyou didn't want to expose himself to heavy snow because of the snowman.

Kicked the snowman with one kick, and Guangyou suddenly realized that compared to building a snowman, kicking the snowman seemed more enjoyable.

The moment the Snowman was kicked and disintegrated, the feeling turned out to make him a little addicted.

Chiyoko also went to Wanxiang and took Saburo back to the villa.

The snow is not too big now. It stands to reason that the reporter who went out to take pictures should have returned, but he has not been seen yet.

Some worried Fenchuan Shiguo and Gan Liazi rushed out of the villa, taking advantage of the snow not so big to find Erheng.

It was getting late, and Guangyou, who was already sitting on the sofa, looked at the little sorrow with this chocolate trace on his face beside him, with a smile in his eyes.

"Why look at me like this?"

Xiao Ai looked at Guangyou very puzzled.

Guangyou pointed her cheek.

Xiao Ai took the mirror and saw the chocolate on her face. She blushed and quickly wiped her face with a tissue.

"Why didn't you remind me earlier?"

Guangyou had actually watched it for a while, and Guangyou had to wait for her to ask.

Guangyou raised his eyebrows and said, "Because I want to see it."

Xiao Ai gave Guangyou a white look, then got up and went to the kitchen.

"I am full."

Conan looked forward, not squinting, and touched his stomach.

Guangyou didn't say anything, just shook his head.

Yazi and Shiguo suddenly pushed in, and said with some worry: "Our door has searched for all the places he will go, but I still haven't found Erheng."

Uncle Maori didn't dare to be ambiguous. Taking advantage of the fact that he could still see things outside, he hurriedly opened the door and broke up with Yazi Shiguo to find Erheng who had disappeared.

Xiaolan also followed, and Guangyou and Conan, as children, were arranged by Xiaolan to stay in the villa.

Guangyou was too lazy to get away, but Conan was unwilling to stay here and ran out the door with Saburo.

As soon as Conan left, the back door of the villa opened, and another Saburo walked out from behind the door.

"what's going on?"

Xiao Ai who stayed in the kitchen watched Saburo stand up and picked up Ako's chocolate, then ignored Xiao Ai who was aside and ran out from the back door.

"Oh, this is another one, it should be called Jiro."

Guangyou closed the back door, turned his head and said, "The two of them took turns to guard the tombstone of the male owner of the villa."

When Guangyou saw it with his own eyes, he had to sigh that these two dogs were indeed spiritual.

It is also quite smart to be able to guard the tombstone day after day and year after year without being discovered.

After listening to Guangyou's explanation, Xiao Ai became more and more curious about these two dogs.

"Aren't you going to talk to the detective?"

"He? If I intervene, he will feel much less pleasure after solving the case, and then he will say that I am nosy."

Koyo shrugged, the goal of this trip is to make chocolate anyway.

Let Conan immerse himself in the pleasure of solving the case.

By the time Uncle Maori came back, it was completely dark, and Erheng, who went out to shoot animals, died as expected.

Uncle Maori called the police the first time he came back.

Unfortunately, there was an avalanche at around eight o'clock in the evening, which directly blocked the tunnel that must be passed through. The police did not come so quickly.

It's tomorrow morning at the earliest, and the police can't guarantee that they can come tomorrow morning.

Shu Jian Yuzo Itakura, who came with him, looked like he knew it a long time ago, and said, "Let me just say it. You didn't believe it when I said it just now."

Guangyou, who was sitting aside, curled his lips and whispered, "Didn't you do it."

Conan focused slightly. He heard what Guangyou said in a low voice, and he kept an eye on the two of them.

He understands Guangyou's temperament. Under this circumstance, he will not be aimless, and he has basically verified what he says every time.

Sometimes Conan was also a little confused, and he tried his best to reason out. As a result, Guangyou can know the truth of the matter before him every time.

This also made Conan feel a little helpless.

They were discussing the case nervously, and Uncle Maori was rarely serious about it for a while.

Shujian Yuzo and Itakura Soo walked to the side of Uncle Maori and asked, "Is there no other film or tape in that little brother's bag?"

Uncle Maori took off his gloves, glanced at them, and said, "There are some, but those are not opened."

"Maybe it is the reason why Mr. Erheng prefers photography to photography."

Before he finished speaking, Yazi retorted: "It's not like that. If he is really allowed to choose, he will choose to use photography to record what he sees. He also took a lot of things last night."

Conan raised his head to look at Yazi, and asked, "Can you show us that videotape."

"Yes, yes, but there are a lot of rolls in his bag, which makes it a little difficult to find."

"Then I can only ask Sister Yazi to you."

Guangyou said with a smile.