I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

By the creek, Guangyou and Xiao Ai slowly ate the fish in their hands.

The ingredients are natural, the taste is quite good, the meat is fresh and tender, firm and plump, but it is a bit smaller, and you can't fill your mouth with one bite.

After eating the fish, the two were ready to take the Shinkansen back.

When I went back, Xiao Ai was responsible for collecting the tent. The stove Guangyou had just set up was destroyed, and then he stepped on the fire to remove the trouble.

"All right."

Guangyou looked around for fear of leaving some garbage to pollute the environment.

After confirming, Guangyou picked up the bag with the tent, Xiao Ai carried the guitar, and the two walked towards the station together.

There are still very few people at the station, only one or two white-collar workers in suits and briefcases.

After about ten minutes, the two Guangyou got into the car.

There are no more than five people in a car, and there are even two of them in the car Guangyou and Xiao Ai are sitting in.

After driving for an hour or two, I finally returned to Mihua Town.

When Xiao Ai returned to Dr. A Li's house, Conan and the others had not returned.

"Then I will go first."

After Guangyou packed everything up, he returned to the office.

Xiaolan went out to play with Yuanzi, and the office was left with Uncle Maori.

He was still so decadent and raised his feet to read the newspaper, while the TV on one side was still on, and seemed to be waiting for a horse racing program.

After talking to Uncle Maori, Guangyou went upstairs and took a bath.

"Comfortable."

Guangyou lying in the bathtub let out a pleasant cry, "Sure enough, taking a bath is really cool."

He fell asleep while soaking, and he had a dream.

In his dream, he didn't come to this world and had no other opportunities. After entering the society, he could only do ordinary jobs.

With a dead salary of four to five thousand a month, he mixed with food and waited to die. When he was in his thirties, the family was not organized and nothing was achieved.

Looking at the big guys in the chat group who said that the salary of 70,000 a month was very low, he silently cut out and looked at WeChat with a single-digit balance and Yu'e Bao with a double-digit balance.

When he returned to the group, he suddenly woke up when he saw the big men in the group discussing the 200 square meters of the smallest house in the family.

"I'm still having nightmares.

The water in the bathtub was already cold, Guangyou got up and dried her body, put on her pajamas and was about to go back to the room to sleep.

No matter what it is today, he doesn't want to step out of the house anymore, the shadow of this dream is too great.

Lying on his soft bed, Guangyou felt his muscles relax.

The tent was not as comfortable as a bed, so I had a good rest for a day. Tomorrow he will find Chengshi and have a chat with Kiichiro Numabuchi.

Cheng Shi had sent him a text message just now, and Kiichiro Nububuchi had been intercepted successfully, and there was no direct violence with the police.

As for the method, I won’t talk about it. Anyway, I need to help some people solve some problems.

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After eating at noon the next day, Guangyou came to the Lavender Bar.

Today is a rare day off in bars, and a sign for a day off has been hung outside the door.

Guangyou opened the door and entered, and you could see Chengshi sitting on the deck at a glance.

"good afternoon."

Guangyou sat opposite Chengshi with a smile on his face.

"Oh, today is a rare day off, and my shopping time is gone."

Chengshi frowned Liu's eyebrows, and his lips with tomato red lipstick looked quite attractive on his snow-white face.

Today's Chengshi is wearing a close-fitting white cashmere sweater, with a talisman on his chest, the one Guangyou gave her last time, and a pair of jeans that are so simple that there are no other decorations on his lower body.

"After all, you are also the boss."

Guangyou smiled, "You also have shares in the bar, so much work for those who can."

Chengshi shrugged and stared at Kosuke with water-like eyes. After a while, her lips lightly opened, "Okay, I'm going shopping, you can talk to that Numabuchi Kiichiro."

After speaking, she went to the bar to pour two glasses of juice and put them in front of Guangyou, and then walked out of the bar swiftly.

Soon after Chengshi left, a man came over.

The man's hair can just touch his shoulders, and the forehead to the bridge of his nose are hidden under his thick bangs, and the exposed cheekbones are sunken inward.

His mouth was dry enough to peel, and he was hunched as he walked.

No one would be interested in him even if he saw it.

Kiichiro Nububuchi walked very slowly, as if he didn't care about his surroundings.

He sat opposite Guangyou, motionless, lowered his head slightly and asked in an inaudible voice: "A child?"

The voice is actually not good, but it is much better than his appearance.

"Do you care?"

Guangyou rubbed the glass full of juice in his hand and glanced at the rest of the bar, "If you care, I can make it up."

"No, I don't care who you are at all, I'm just curious." Kiichiro Numabuchi still lowered his head, his voice was not happy or angry, "I just want to know what you are looking for?"

Guangyou put down the cup without concealing it, and said straightforwardly: "I want you to be my trump card against that organization."

Kiichiro Nububuchi began to tremble all over, as if a chicken had met an eagle.

"I don't want to. I would rather be caught by the police and be sentenced to death."

After a long time, Kiichiro Nububuchi made his response.

Guangyou was not surprised by this answer, but did not give up the proposal, persuading, "You really don't want revenge?"

"I think, but I know the horror of that organization."

Kiichiro Nububuchi's voice fluctuates a little, and his tone is mixed with fear and hatred.

With this kind of emotion, Guangyou is no exception. He originally thought he had entered the organization, but the organization actually wanted to train him to be a no-feeling killer.

After the failure, he was faced with conducting human experiments to give play to the last remaining heat.

"The organized training is very hard."

Guangyou leaned on the backrest behind the deck, tilted his foot, and prepared to play the emotional card, "Since you want to see the fireflies when you were a child, and because the kid also wanted to find the fireflies and did not harm him, I think you still have Some humanity."

"Perhaps, I remember that scene very deeply."

Guangyou smiled silently, and as expected, the gentle policy still works.

For some people, it's useless to insist on it, circumvent it from the side, and when he reacts, he is already surrounded.

Guangyou thought to himself: "Is this a kind of "rural surrounding the city"."

After returning to his senses, Kosuke looked at Kiichiro Numabuchi, and waited for him to take the initiative to narrate the scene in his mind.

Kiichiro Nububuchi raised his head for the first time, and his bangs were attached to his forehead. From the gap between the bangs, he could see his sunken eye sockets and sparse eyebrows.

Koyo's mind quickly appeared of Kiichiro Nububuchi's face, with long hair, sparse eyebrows, deep eye sockets, turned nostrils, and sunken cheekbones. If he scored a point, then he would be considered magnanimous.

But Guangyou doesn't care about his appearance, but cares about his skill and utilization value.