I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"Not stupid yet."

Guangyou put away his smile, as if a ray of light flashed in his eyes, he smiled, "Thank you for your three views."

"What do you mean?"

Conan's mood has also fluctuated, "They found me, but why didn't they catch me!"

"Also, what do you mean by thanking my three views?"

Guangyou didn't answer all of his questions, just explained: "The person you met is the only person in that organization who won't kill you and Lan."

"Gin?"

Conan didn't feel right as soon as he said the name. If it was gin, he would definitely be caught and killed, so he changed his words and asked, "Who is it?"

Guangyou didn't conceal it, and said frankly: "It's the woman who was suspected at the Beihu Hotel before."

"You mean her?"

Conan's expression relaxed a little, and he asked suspiciously, "But why doesn't she kill me and Lan."

"You don't need to know this, it's just a gossip."

Guangyou hurriedly stopped the topic, looked back at him, reached out and touched his stomach, and said, "Now we should go back to eat, I am starving to death."

"You guy."

Conan looked at the back of Guangyou walking away after speaking, and hurriedly followed after a murmur.

The snow that had fallen all night finally stopped, and the sun filled Tokyo through the clouds, which seemed to remind people to start a new day.

It is now at the peak of work, and there are more pedestrians on the road.

Passersby are all wearing thick coats and hats on their heads.

But in this group of passers-by, there was a man who dressed very much like them, but in the eyes of Guangyou, seemed incompatible with passers-by.

The man stood there, dressed like the others: a black jacket, a black knitted hat, an earplug in his ear, and a cigarette in his mouth.

His whole body exudes a breath that no strangers should enter.

When Guangyou walked to the man's side, the man's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes glanced at Guangyou unconsciously.

After Guangyou felt this look, he raised his head and smiled at the man: "Meet you again, uncle."

"Ok."

After the man responded with a sound in his nose, he stepped forward and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"Who did you talk to just now?"

It seems that the sequelae of hypoxia for several hours have not fully recovered, and Conan's face is not so good-looking.

"I just admitted the wrong person." Guangyou patted him on the shoulder, and his tone was slightly softer, "How do you feel? Is it better?"

"much better."

....

Back at Dr. A Li's house, Guangyou opened the door and a scent came out.

His eyes lit up, he hurriedly walked into the door, went straight to the table, looked at a breakfast placed on the table, and almost couldn't help but slobber.

"Eat breakfast." Xiao Ai untied her apron, walked to Guangyou, opened the chair for him, and said, "It's not good for people to skip breakfast."

"it is good."

Guangyou turned his head and kissed Xiao Ai lightly on the cheek, smiling and saying in American English, "This is breakfast money."

"I didn't even brush my teeth, there was a smell."

Xiao Ai blushed and gave a disgust in American English, stretched out her hand and sat down on the chair next to her, "Hurry up, I have already eaten, and I will wait for your bowl to be washed together."

Conan stared dead fisheyes, turned his head and tried not to let the two appear in his field of vision.

Feeling that the two are about to interact, they asked, "Hui Yuan, do you have breakfast? I'm starving to death."

Xiao Ai didn't reply, and said, "There are instant noodles in the kitchen, so make yourself."

"This gap."

Conan turned his head and glanced at Guangyou, who was happily eating a hearty breakfast, sighed, and prepared to make a bowl of noodles to cushion his stomach.

He hasn't eaten anything all night, and now he is indeed a little hungry.

"Have you really eaten?"

Halfway through the meal, Guangyou suddenly thought of what Xiao Ai had often lied to him before, so he stopped eating and looked at Xiao Ai suspiciously.

Xiao Ai's heart warmed, but her face didn't show any signs of dissatisfaction, she said, "Do you not believe me?"

"Nothing, I'm just afraid that you Nizi didn't eat breakfast."

Guangyou shook his head, and said with some worry, "Girls often don't eat breakfast, it's easy to get the root of the disease."

"Ann, I really have eaten it."

Xiao Ai deliberately looked impatient and nodded, "Do you want me to take an X-ray of my stomach to show you that you believe it?"

"Just eat it."

Guangyou looked at Xiao Ai not as if it was lying, so he turned his head and continued to eat breakfast in small mouthfuls.

Conan sat down at the table holding the instant noodles with a look of sleepiness, supporting his weak self with his hands.

For him last night, it was simply hovering between life and death, so he was very nervous.

After entering the comfortable environment, he felt tired, and wanted to sleep especially.

The instant noodles lasted only a few minutes, and Conan held on to himself without falling asleep. He reached out and lifted the lid of the instant noodles, mixed the bottom, and ate it directly.

The stomach that had been empty all night finally got something in at this time.

"call……"

A mouthful of noodle soup flowed down his throat into his stomach, and Conan felt his whole body warmed up.

The slight dizziness caused by a few hours of hypoxia has also been relieved a lot.

"I'm going to wash the dishes, you go take a bath, the water has already been put away for you, and then you give me a rest."

Xiao Ai did not give Guangyou the right to refuse at all, got up and put away the bowl and walked towards the kitchen.

Conan's movement of eating the noodles stagnated. For some reason, he felt that the noodles in his mouth were no longer fragrant. The four words to describe it were the same as chewing wax.

However, he was already familiar with this feeling, and after a little sighed that life was not easy, he continued to eat noodles.

Guangyou listened as if, no, command-like words, there was rarely any resistance in his heart.

Without saying a word, he walked directly to the bathroom very well, ready to take a shower.

There was already water in the bathtub. He reached out to measure the temperature and smiled and said, "The temperature is just right. You can take a bath if it is slightly warmer."

A hot bubble bath on a cold day is undoubtedly quite comfortable.

When the hot water flooded his whole body, the feeling of being surrounded by hot water almost made Guangyou scream comfortably.

It was already past eight o'clock in the morning when he came out of the bathroom. At this time, Guangyou's mental thief was good. Although Xiaoai asked him to take a rest, he just lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

"Little Ai, I can't sleep, can I get up?"

Guangyou blinked at Xiao'ai, trying to be cute and let Xiao'ai nod and agree with his idea of ​​getting up and moving.

Xiao Ai sat on the edge of the bed, flipped through the latest issue of fashion magazines, glanced at Guangyou, and said faintly: "No, not enough sleep time is bad for people's health."

"This is what you said."

Guangyou looked at the successful smile at the corner of Xiao Wai's mouth, feeling a hint of happiness while helpless.

He couldn't fall asleep, and he wouldn't refuse Xiao Ai's kindness. He closed his eyes and made a look of rest and said, "Okay, I'll take a rest."

"Well, I will give you a bowl of noodles at noon today. Let me say yes. I will definitely not make it as delicious as yours."

"Everything you make is delicious."