I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Little lamented: "What do you mean?"

"It means I'm not from this world, maybe I'm from another world."

Guangyou put his hands behind his head, did not open his eyes, and said indifferently, "You are just a comic in my world, an ordinary comic that has been serialized for decades, and any of you is just a character in the comic. "

"Then I said I have lived for hundreds of years."

Xiao Ai shook her head with a look of disbelief, "Then how did you come to this world?"

Guangyou opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Xiao Ai's blue eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Who knows."

"Just know you are talking nonsense."

Xiao Ai frowned Liu's eyebrows, got up and walked barefoot into the tent with his shoes.

Guangyou didn't catch up, just lying on the ground quietly. After Xiao Ai got up and left, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Chengshi and closed his eyes again.

Sometimes no one believes the truth...

This was within his expectation. For example, after a person suddenly heard of something beyond his worldview, he would subconsciously choose not to believe it.

Unless he has experienced the same thing personally, he will suddenly understand, oh, it turns out that this thing turned out to be true.

Like a dream, I always think of some philosophical questions when I'm bored.

Is there any consciousness after death?

He didn't feel anything at all, as soon as he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, he crossed over like this, as if he had had a ridiculous dream.

The breeze by the stream has some unique coolness in the mountains, with a very faint fragrance of wild flowers.

I don’t know how long it took, Guangyou felt that someone was coming by. He opened his eyes and took a look. Xiao Ai handed him a lunch box and said, “It’s time to eat.”

"okay."

Guangyou got up and took the bento box and opened the lid. Suddenly he found a few figures in the forest.

After squinting his eyes, after a careful identification, the identity of the figure was confirmed.

Guangyou also saw a familiar figure, the mountain village exercise who admired Uncle Maori's "first melon skin in the police world" before.

The appearance of the mountain village exercises is really recognizable, just like the coral heads in Henggou.

Ask him to say that his ideals in mountain village exercises are very good, and he becomes a policeman, but his character ultimately limits his career.

After he overcomes his heart, he successfully changed his timid, fearless and uninspiring character. He used his assistant to participate in cases and think more. Based on his love of his profession, he became a beloved police department. Not difficult.

The lunch for this trip was prepared by Xiao Ai, and it tasted pretty good.

The time came in a hurry, and it was just a simple preparation.

Slowly enjoying the breeze by the stream, eating lunch.

When the two were eating, the sun was already off work, and the sky was already covered with a black coat.

The air in the wild is indeed good. Guangyou has said it more than once. You can see all the Big Dipper and the zodiac quite clearly.

"Some people say that when people die, they will become stars in the sky, do you think it is true."

Xiao Ai looked up, her charming eyes reflected the stars in the night sky.

Guangyou glanced at her. This question is not difficult to answer for someone like her with a lot of knowledge, but she still asked this question.

Guangyou took a breath and said with a smile: "Yes, even if people who care about you die, they will look at you in the sky with their eyes open."

Suddenly, Guangyou got up and looked at the quiet and unmanned environment around him, and said to himself: "The equipment you bring is still available."

Back in the tent, he took out the bag that he turned back to take.

In addition to the tent, he also brought a guitar, which is a necessary prop for many literary and artistic youths.

Even if you don't know how to play a chord or two and then hum an unknown song, you can successfully pretend to be a force in front of a layman.

The prelude of this song is not long, only just twenty seconds.

"The brightest star in the night sky, can you hear clearly..."

This time, Guangyou was not translated into Japanese, and he always felt strange after the translation.

Besides the sound of insects beside the creek, Guangyou's loud and emotional singing is left.

"Gwangyou?"

Conan's voice rang across the stream, causing Guangyou to stop his movements.

"Why are you here?"

Within seconds after Conan made his voice, Bumei and his party walked out of the forest behind him.

"Let's come camping."

Guangyou put the guitar next to him and waved to the other side, "Good evening."

"What a ghost, we are here to find Mitsuhiko, and we found him missing."

Conan's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his tone was worried, "Our investigation found that he should have come to this forest. Have you seen Mitsuhiko?"

Guangyou shook his head: "No, I haven't seen it this afternoon."

Conan nodded: "Okay, let's find it again."

As he said that, he took Genta and the others and walked back to the forest to continue searching for the missing Mitsuhiko.

Xiao Ai glanced at Guangyou, who was not ready to get up, and asked, "Aren't you going to help?"

"You don't need to go, they will find it soon, and the equipment on Conan's body isn't just for viewing."

Guangyou yawned, picked up the guitar beside him and continued singing.

"I pray for a transparent heart and tearful eyes..."

The song lasted only four minutes, and it was over in a blink of an eye.

After the song ended, Xiao Ai praised: "This song is pretty good."

"Do you understand Chinese?"

Guangyou looked at Xiao Ai in surprise.

"It's a little bit."

This sentence, Xiao Ai, is spoken in Chinese. Although it has an accent, it is far from the correctness of the word, but in Guangyou's view, self-study is quite good.

"That's great."

Guangyou didn't stingy with his encouragement, "But there is a little mistake, I will teach you later."

The language is to dare to speak, such as English, he has seen many people with average English test scores, but spoken English can communicate with native speakers without any obstacles.

Since Xiao Ai wants to learn, he is naturally willing to teach.

Sitting on the grass and resting for a while, Conan walked out of the forest with the disappeared Mitsuhiko.

"Guangyou, did you bring anything to eat? I was starved to death if I didn't eat at night."

After solving the current problem, Conan realized that his stomach seemed to have begun to protest.

Guangyou nodded, got up and went back to the tent and took out a few rice balls from the bag.

However, he stood by the stream, looked at the stream between the two, raised his head and said to Conan, "It's connected."

Guangyou glanced at Conan and his party who were eating at the opposite side across a small stream, then raised his hand to look at his watch, and said to Xiao Ai, "I will see the fireflies soon."

After waiting for another five minutes, a bug with faint fluorescence flew out from nowhere.

One, two... countless.

Under the lead of this firefly, many fireflies flew out of the forest along irregular routes.

In an instant, Xiao Ai forgot the question in her mind, and many fireflies surrounded the group of people.

The fireflies are not good-looking, but the scene where many fireflies glow at night is extremely beautiful.