I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"Ah~~"

Guangyou yawned, his handsome eyes dim.

Open the door, ready to put some water in the toilet.

As soon as he opened the door, Guangyou saw Conan lying asleep in front of the TV.

The TV is still on, and the game screen is still displayed on it, but the word "Failed" is displayed on the screen now.

Turning off the TV, Guangyou entered the room and took a blanket to help Conan cover it.

After entering the toilet, I filled out the water comfortably. After washing his hands, Guangyou went back to the room and changed clothes.

When Guangyou finished changing his clothes, Conan woke up too.

"Thanks."

Conan was holding the blanket, his eyes still drowsy.

"Hurry up, wash and change clothes, and go to school."

Guangyou didn't care either. He went into the kitchen and took a glass of milk from the refrigerator, a few slices of toast, and fried some eggs by the way.

After making a few simple sandwiches, Guangyou can enjoy his breakfast.

Although it is said that breakfast should be a good one, except for those rich second generations who don't have to go to work, who would take so long to prepare a luxurious breakfast.

Two slices of toast, one fried egg, and a glass of milk are common in Guangyou's breakfast list. After all, they are very convenient.

The time for school is not so stressful. After breakfast, Guangyou still has time to play a video game that Conan has not cleared.

"On this level, I can't pass it no matter what."

Conan bit the toast fiercely and watched TV fiercely. He had been stuck here for a long time yesterday.

Guangyou yawned, glanced at Conan, turned his head and said, "Actually, you only have to come to this corner first, and you can get the props after a while..."

This level of Guangyou only took five minutes, which was because he deliberately slowed down to teach Conan.

Conan was a little puzzled: "Why do I feel that your operation feels so slow? I almost broke the case and it is still the same."

Guangyou didn't explain, he would understand when Conan played more.

Although there was plenty of time, Guangyou didn't want to step into the class. After waking up Xiaolan and greeted him, Guangyou and Conan went out.

....

When Guangyou arrived, Xiao Ai had already been waiting at the door.

"Good morning, sad dress."

The good mood of the day starts in the morning, and Guangyou is actually quite satisfied with the status quo.

Xiao Ai nodded as a response.

Guangyou doesn't know why every morning. Although there is no appointment, he can always meet the three of Bumei at the same intersection.

"Hi! Good morning!"

The smiles of the three made Guangyou sigh that the children really didn't have any troubles.

A group of people came to school talking and laughing.

What happened at the cocoon conference last night did not affect the children in the class.

Of course, there are some children who will talk about cocoon.

After they learned that the cocoon could not be popularized, it was a pity that they just left the matter behind after they finished a class.

"Gwangyou, what was your role last night?"

At lunch, Conan asked out the doubts that had been suppressed in his heart last night.

Guangyou took a bite of the rice ball, looked at him and said, "Didn't you guess it?"

Conan nodded: "I guessed it was you. I heard your name at Holmes's house was Jim. I didn't have any ideas at the time, but then I heard you said that Huihara would go with you, so I guessed it."

Guangyou finished the rice ball and wiped his hands: "Then what else are you asking?"

"I'm just wondering what your last scene was for?"

Hongshu told him yesterday that Guangyou himself added the scene at the top of the tower.

"Isn't it a pity that I didn't see Holmes on this trip, and it's all you guys playing, I'm bored."

Guangyou sighed, "It's too difficult for me to play a game and I can only play a trick."

The so-called protagonist that doesn't want to be the leading role is not a good protagonist.

It was said that it was a gift for Hongshu, but Guangyou still wanted to show up again.

Conan shook his head and said, "If Sherlock Holmes is the description in the original book, then I would feel a little pity, but my ass father still used his appearance as a template, it would be a shame all of a sudden."

After chatting for a long time, Conan was still wondering why Guangyou wanted to add that scene.

Guangyou didn't answer him at the end. It is better not to know many things.

Physical education, most students' favorite course.

Many times, Guangyou doesn't like to move around, leaning against the big tree, enjoying the shade under the shade.

The weather outside is not hot, but it is more comfortable under the shade of the trees.

With a piece of grass in his mouth that he didn't know its name, he half-squinted at the children running around on the playground.

Unlike Hongshu, Guangyou doesn't want to move.

"Student Guangyou, why don't you go and play with your classmates? It's not good for your body to sit next to you all the time!"

The bald dean of Dean of Didan Elementary School looked at Guangyou and frowned.

Guangyou's appearance does not have the vitality and vigor that a child should have.

The dean of academic affairs has always been a figure that many students are afraid of at school.

Guangyou is not afraid, but you are not afraid and you are not afraid. Respect must be respected.

Standing up and looking at the dean of academic affairs, Guangyou said with a smile: "Director, a piece of your hair has fallen out. I suggest you go back and take a look."

The dean of academic affairs frowned and touched his wig: "Really? Then I'll go back and take a look."

Suddenly realizing that something was wrong, the dean of academic affairs looked at Guangyou seriously: "Guangyou, you have to move, otherwise people will get rusty if you sit all the time."

Guangyou nodded, indicating that he knew it.

The dean of dean was helpless because of the lack of oil and salt. He shook his head and walked towards his own office.

"Should I change to a wig?"

The dean of academic affairs left, Guangyou took off a piece of grass again and held it in his mouth.

"Want to listen to a song?"

Guangyou didn't check whether Xiao Ai agreed, climbed to the tree and picked the tenderest leaf he could find.

Naturally, the leisure time can't just stay like this, but the leisure time that finally came to Guangyou doesn't want to sweat profusely under the sun.

There is more time to sweat, not bad at this time.

Leaves are like human beings, no one is exactly the same, and the sound of blowing is slightly different.

However, under the beautiful tune, the difference between different blades is also reduced a lot.

Guangyou's technique of blowing leaves is not so good, but he can play so few songs he is familiar with.

The song was very short, and soon Guangyou put the blown leaves on the grass.

"Very nice, but I think this tune is cheerful, but there is always a sadness that cannot be concealed."

Xiao Wei looked at Guangyou in a puzzled manner, and she heard something different in the song just now.

Guangyou laughed self-deprecatingly: "Perhaps, I just thought the tone seemed pretty good anyway, so I wrote it down."

Negative energy is still less spread, and good young people in the new era need positive energy.

Even if the positive energy is not in line with the reality in some cases.

Suddenly a football rolled beside Guangyou.

"Hey! Guangyou, kick the ball over!"

Conan in the jersey shouted to Guangyou.

Guangyou ran over with the football: "I'm still short of people, take me one!"