I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

The rain is hard to extinguish, and the wind blows more clearly.

If you fly up to the sky, it will be a moon star.

This is "Inspiring the Firefly" by the poet Li Bai, and Guangyou doesn't have such talent to write poetry.

There is not a single line of fireflies in the whole poem, but the lines are not separated from the fireflies.

From ancient times to the present, there have never been many verses describing fireflies or expressing emotions through fireflies.

Guangyou looked around the sky full of fluorescence, also lamenting the magic of the Creator.

The sky is studded with stars, and countless fireflies are flying in the forest. Bumei can hardly distinguish between reality and dream.

The fireflies go back and forth, high and low, just like invisible elves floating in the woods carrying small lanterns.

"It's so beautiful."

This is the inner sigh of everyone present.

"If humanity continues to expand and develop so endlessly, it is estimated that fireflies will be extinct."

Guangyou thought to himself that the living conditions of fireflies are harsh. Although there are artificial breeding, the best state is to let them grow in the wild.

The extinction cases of dodos, Antarctic wolves and other creatures are still vivid.

According to his understanding, from the 17th century to the present, about 300 species of animals on the earth have completely disappeared on the earth in about 300 years.

On average, one species is extinct every year. This number is already quite exaggerated.

Guangyou also lamented the sadness of this animal when he looked at the fireflies in groups that were attracting the opposite sex and continuing their lives.

I was born to grow up to mate, and I will leave this world soon.

The time for the fireflies to glow generally only lasts two to three hours, and the beautiful scenery will feel sparse and common.

It's enough to appreciate it for five to ten minutes when you have feelings occasionally.

"What are you going to do tonight?" Guangyou looked at Conan and pointed to the twinkling stars in the sky. "There are no more cars at the station. Are you going to sleep here tonight?"

Conan nodded and said seriously: "It seems that this can only be done. Fortunately, I asked Dr. A Li to say hello before I came out."

"But where do you sleep?" Guangyou shrugged, pointed to the tent, and said, "I can't sleep so many people in my tent."

At this time, Dr. Aka walked out of the forest and said to everyone: "The Yamamura police officer said that we can take us back to Gunma Prefecture. We can take a ride to Gunma Prefecture and then return to Mihua Town tomorrow."

"Okay." Conan nodded in response, then turned his head and asked Guangyou, "What about you?"

"Us? Our tents are all set up, what do you think?"

Guangyou blanked Conan's eyes, but he couldn't see him far away.

"Okay, let's go first."

Conan waved his hand, a look that Guangyou didn't appreciate.

Guangyou curled his lips, waved goodbye to Bumei, and sat down on the grass again.

"Go to bed after watching it, it's too early." Guangyou said to Xiao Ai while lying on the grass.

"Yeah." Xiao Ai picked up the guitar on the ground and handed it to Guangyou, "You play another one, and then go to rest."

Guangyou didn't refuse, and took the guitar, thinking about what to play.

.....

At eleven o'clock in the evening, in a tent by a stream in the forest.

Guangyou and Xiaoai lay in two sleeping bags separately, half a meter apart. This distance is not far, but from the perspective of Guangyou, it is like a gully in the sky.

"The road is long and long." Guangyou shrank in his sleeping bag, staring at the top of the tent, and sighed, "The revolution has not yet succeeded. Comrades still need to work hard."

Xiao Ai on the other side closed her eyes, but her delicate earlobes and reddish cheeks proved that her heart was not as calm as the forest.

The tent is not soundproof, and the wild owls in the forest are also active, and their voices can be heard in Guangyou's ears from time to time.

The night was getting deeper, and Guangyou fell into a deep sleep in the company of the forest symphony.

He woke up early the next day, and his lunch was only enough for yesterday's meal. If he didn't do anything this morning, he would definitely be hungry.

It is not a good habit to skip breakfast, and it is easy to cause stomach problems.

Guangyou went to the forest to find some dry firewood and some stones, and simply built a stove, then lit the fire with a lighter and stuffed it into the homemade stove.

Sitting by the stove to dispel the coldness in the morning, Guangyou rolled up his trousers and prepared to go down to the stream to catch some fish.

Yesterday he saw a relatively large fish in this creek, and he wanted to come and reached the age of adult fish.

Forget it, Xiaoyu, after all, it is not easy for others to give birth.

But of course it's hard to catch with bare hands, so Guangyou deliberately found a sharp and stronger harpoon.

As soon as he entered the water, a coolness hit his forehead, Guangyou frowned slightly, but did not go ashore, holding the super crude "wooden harpoon" in his hand, he stood motionless in the stream.

Even if the little fish was hovering at his feet, Guangyou didn't move.

After waiting for a long time, a larger fish appeared in his sight.

But he still didn't act rashly, and the saying that people are mature can also be placed on other animals.

However, it has never seen anyone and only knows to act cautiously, but it does not have that high IQ to distinguish the source of danger.

It slowly approached, and then Guangyou made a violent shot and stabbed the harpoon fiercely at the fish.

It's a pity that the fish just ran away after a short time.

I picked up the harpoon and saw it was half broken.

After breaking the can, Guangyou broke the branch in half and continued to use it.

After waiting for five minutes, no fish came.

Fortunately, Huang Tian lived up to his intentions. After more than half an hour, Guangyou caught two fish, not big, only a little bigger than Guangyou's palm.

Scrape the belly of the fish with a knife, remove the internal organs of the fish, then scrape the scales off with a knife, and finally wash it in flowing stream water, and the treatment is complete.

If you are at home, you will definitely have to pickle the ingredients, but if you are in the wild, you will get it all at once.

Insert the fish into the branches from end to end, set it on the stove, and wait for it to cook.

Busy with the fish, he has forgotten his cold and somewhat numb feet.

Roasted for a while near the fire, the feeling slowly disappeared.

"You got up so early?"

Xiao Ai rubbed her eyes and walked out of the tent. She stretched out and squatted beside Guangyou. She stretched out her hand and baked her hands by the stove. She said in surprise, "You still caught fish?"

"Yeah, otherwise what shall we have for breakfast?"

There was a little pride on Guangyou's face, and she pinched Xiao Ai's white and tender face, and said, "Hey, go and wash your face, the fish is almost baked."

"Oh."

While she was washing her face, Guangyou turned the fish over, looked at the color, and nodded in satisfaction.

The two sides of the fish have been roasted to golden brown, and the oil of the fish itself can be seen on the surface to emit an attractive light.

There are no too many seasonings, only a very natural fragrance. Guangyou smelled it and was quite satisfied.

There is no technology to speak of, it's just the grasp of the heat, one more firewood, one less life.

"It looks pretty good."

Guangyou turned the fish over and went through the final process, and kept talking extremely narcissistic words.