I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"Watch the game, Conan and the others are on the court."

Guangyou put the matter of the Dream of Red Mansions aside and moved his attention to the arena.

Yuanta was at the forefront, followed by Ayumi Mitsuhiko Conan.

The three in front also waved to the auditorium with a smile.

When they looked in the direction of Xiaolan and Yuanzi, Xiaolan and Yuanzi also half stood up and waved at them.

After both sides are fully prepared, the game officially begins.

The juvenile detective team played against the Juye team.

The relatives of the other party enthusiastically cheered on their children, and Yuanzi and others did not admit defeat.

Yuanzi took out a loudspeaker from the shopping bag and shouted into the loudspeaker: "Boys! Come on! You can't lose the momentum!"

The scene fell silent for an instant, and everyone in the field turned their heads to look at the garden that was still non-stop.

"Come on! Come on! Eh, Xiaolan, why are you pulling me?"

Yuanzi hadn't reacted yet, so the loudspeaker also spread this sentence throughout the game.

Xiao Lan held her forehead, sighed, pretending not to know Yuanzi.

The audience suddenly laughed, and the garden understood this time.

Blushing, he put away the megaphone, and smiled awkwardly at the surroundings.

The game continued, and it was decided by tossing a coin that the Juye team would take the lead in the first round.

Guangyou stared at the tennis ball. It seemed to look at it. After looking at it for a short time, he felt a little sleepy and couldn't help but yawn.

"Guangyou, you should cheer them up too!"

The garden sitting by the side can't stand it anymore. Although it is not very exciting, it is not bad. After all, it is still a child.

"Oh."

Guangyou nodded clearly, stared at the game intently, and then began to admire him.

"Wow, wonderful."

"Wow, awesome."

"Fuck..."

"It's enough."

Even Xiao Ai couldn't stand it anymore, and she stretched out her hand and twisted it fiercely on Guangyou's thigh.

"hiss"

Guangyou felt the pain in his thigh, and couldn't help but thought to himself, "Sure enough, this TM is a woman's natural skill."

Of course, he didn't dare to say this sentence, shut up, not so exaggerated adjectives, watching the game on the field, looking for his own fun.

The victory in this game was of course won by the young detective team with the protagonist's halo BUFF bonus.

On the podium, Bu Mei and the three laughed happily.

After receiving the gold cup belonging to the victors, the media helped them take photos and asked for an address, saying that they would be sent back as a souvenir.

In fact, they don't need to be so troublesome, but this is the request of Suzuki Sonoko, the lady of the Suzuki Foundation.

Because their boss bought their newspaper for fear that the garden was unhappy, they compromised.

It is now at the peak of the flow of people leaving the venue, and it is impossible for Bumi to come over.

...

Yuanzi looked at Conan and his party slowly coming out of the field, and teased: "The champions are back."

Yuanta and several people just blushed and smiled. Obviously, they are also very happy. What is happy is not about getting a gift, but they have proved themselves in a competition.

Guangyou took the gold cup, weighed it, and said with a pity, "It would be great if it were pure gold, but it's just a small game."

Impossible to impossible, you still have to think about it.

Compared with the monetary value brought by pure gold, Guangyou felt that the spiritual value was more precious.

"This is a gift promised to you."

Yuanzi picked out a few seemingly childlike from many shopping bags, and handed them to Bumei and the others one by one.

The gifts in the bag are the same, so there is no need to distinguish.

Step Mei held the gift bag and said, "Can we open it?"

"Of course you can, but I think it would be better for you to save this suspense until the evening."

Xiaolan squatted down, put her hands on Bumei's shoulders, and said, "Now you should go back to rest, take a comfortable nap, and then we will have a big meal to celebrate."

Tired is always after overexcitement...

Guangyou blinked and raised his head forty-five degrees to look at the sky, "Why is this sentence so familiar? I remember the original sentence is so empty and then after overwork."

Shaking his head, he ended these impure thoughts in his mind, and followed the group of people walking towards the hotel.

...

In the hotel, Guangyou sat at the desk in his room, turned on the laptop, and logged onto the forum.

Clicking into the affiliated mailbox of the forum, Guangyou saw a small red circle in the inbox with a white 1 written on it.

Clicking into the email, Guangyou glanced roughly, and then went to the post to confirm receipt.

Like Taobao in the previous life, the money is stored in the website's account and will be sent to the seller's account after confirming receipt.

Among them, the forum will draw a 10% commission, which is quite dark, but if you are unwilling, you can trade face-to-face at the risk of being caught or hacked.

The forum does not force you to trade on his website. If one party does not comply with the agreement, the forum will send someone or offer a reward to the other party.

It's still very humane.

Thinking of this, Guangyou chuckled lightly. After checking the security of the files with the detection tool on the forum, Guangyou downloaded all these files.

After checking the security of the system, Guangyou disconnected the internet and began to read the information.

The information is very detailed. From the birth of Cheng Zengjian three to the present, how many points have been taken in each examination in elementary school, and what he has done has been scolded by his parents. These trivial things are also exhaustive here.

The level of detail is beyond Guangyou's imagination, but this is also because Cheng Zengjiansan originally came from an ordinary person. If he is special, not only the level of detail, price, and time will change dramatically.

Guangyou spent an entire hour looking at his information, which was the time after he deliberately skipped some places.

What he focuses on is the bad things he has done, such as embezzling several pennies, how much each penny...

After reading the information, Guangyou couldn't help feeling a little pity for Cheng Zengjiansan. If he were only a corrupt official, there might still be a possibility in his life.

"Several times of hanging are probably considered light."

The method of death penalty in Japan is similar to the long-distance drop hanging law. Although there is such a penalty system, there are few examples.

In the end, the result of Sung Zeng Kensan's sentence depends on the decision of the Minister of Justice, but it is precisely because of this that most of the Minister of Justice is generally unwilling to act as an executioner because of political opinions or other personal reasons.

Koyo sent the information directly to the Japanese prosecutor's office, keeping a backup in his hand. If the prosecutor's office does not act, then just disclose it.

He has given enough face.

Closing the notebook, Guangyou walked to the bathroom.

After taking a comfortable bath in the bathroom, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still an hour and a half to set off to the hotel for a small celebration banquet.

While there was still time, Guangyou decided to lie in bed, rest for a while, and watch TV to pass the time.