I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"Look again? Be careful. I take you back to make soup."

When these words came out, the two people in the monitoring room were a little stunned. They thought it was a rough nerve, but they were really not afraid.

This haunted house is a specially made specimen. Toad's upper body was specially modified.

This kind of disgusting scene even some girls who work in the haunted house don't want to touch it, but the kid said that he wanted to take it home to eat?

Want to make soup?

Is this TM or a person?

The two younger brothers who are Japanese said that they could not understand, this thing is so disgusting, can you still eat it?

"Spring Field, are we unable to keep up with the times."

One of the men looked at Guangyou on the screen again, and suddenly felt a feeling called Xin Tired.

"maybe."

The staff member called Spring Field leaned back in his chair and nodded weakly.

In addition to bragging and farting, the fun of the two of them at work was the expression of the shocked guests.

As a result, a "werewolf" came, let alone being disgusted, and even people wanted to eat it.

…

"You are disgusting."

Xiao Ai couldn't stand it, she turned her eyes to Guangyou, let go of her hand holding Guangyou, and turned around in the room on her own.

"This stuff seems to be able to move."

Guangyou and Toad stared at each other with big eyes. In fact, he just wanted to see if this guy's eyes could turn.

Huang Tian paid his attention. When the staring contest between Guangyou and Toad entered the white-hot stage, the contestant Toad could not bear the pressure from Guangyou's eyes, and quietly turned around and changed his direction.

"Hey, this one is very funny."

A very bad idea came up in Guangyou's mind. He couldn't help letting out a weird laugh when he thought of the effect that would appear after implementing this idea.

"What laughing?"

Xiao Ai carefully observed the entire room, and asked without turning her head. The laughter just made her inexplicably think that someone should suffer.

Guangyou didn't hide it at all, and said: "This toad's eyes will move. I want to make Conan look at it lovingly when he wakes up."

"Tsk."

Xiao Ai couldn't help but fill in the picture, but she didn't say anything. After she recovered, she continued to observe the decorations on the table.

Guangyou took out his phone and took a picture of Toad. He decided to go back and wash the picture out, and then asked it to say hello to Conan.

This is not a prank. As soon as Conan wakes up and sees Brother Toad, he will wake up completely. This is more useful than an alarm clock!

"Conan, you have to understand my Guangyou, this is all for your own good!"

Guangyou put away the phone with tears in his eyes, and continued to look at the table in front of him.

"The people in this room have obsessive-compulsive disorder. The distance between the jar and the jar is similar, and the categories are also divided into..."

Guangyou's words came to an abrupt end, holding the candlestick a little closer to some tables, his eyes condensed slightly, and he muttered to himself, "Someone took the jar here."

I don't know if it was the arrangement of the haunted house, Guangyou didn't care either. After simply remembering this, he continued to look down.

There is a well-preserved jar in the back. The toad in it is alive and healthy, lying quietly in the jar, without any thoughts of resisting. Its mouth bulged and it made the call that the two had heard before. sound.

It seemed that it was because they had been in the dark relationship before. When the living toad saw the light, it seemed a little uncomfortable, his mood seemed a little anxious, and his cry became louder.

"Noisy, believe it or not, take you home and feed Xiao Hei downstairs?"

I don't know if this toad understands or has adapted to the light. After Guangyou said this, its voice became a little lower.

"Quite obedient."

Guangyou took a look at it, and then looked back at the jar that should have been on the table but was not there. The position where the jar was supposed to be is now empty.

"It seems that this little thing called it just now because the little friend next to him has disappeared?"

Guangyou could tell from the traces left on the table that there was definitely a living toad in the jar next to it. Now where the thing went inside is a question worth pondering.

The only call in the room was the little thing next to it, and there was no second one, but all the signs here indicated that there was a second living here.

"Ok?"

Guangyou wanted to take a step to the side, but he seemed to step on something that was quite sharp under his feet.

The candlestick was put down a bit, and Guangyou also saw what was stepping on just now. He bent down, did not reach out his hand, just squatted aside and watched, muttering to himself: "Look at the amount of shards of this glass and the same seal on it. , It should be the jar, but where did the little things go?"

There is so much dust here, if it is really accidental, at least there will be traces left by the movement of that thing.

"what have you found?"

Xiao Ai walked to Guangyou, bent down, looked at the shards of glass on the floor, a little surprised, and asked, "This shouldn't be arranged by the haunted house."

The organizer of the haunted house is not a fool. How could dangerous objects such as broken glass be placed in a room without light? If something happens, it will not be over.

"It seems that someone took this thing deliberately and accidentally broke it."

Guangyou stood up, shook his shoulders, a hint of playfulness flashed across his face, and said, "Or, that person deliberately broke it."

He already knows a bit about what happened in this room. Although he doesn't know who took it, or what it was for, it was taken anyway. This is certain.

"Little Ai, did you find anything on the other side?"

Guangyou turned around, ignoring his side of affairs, and hurriedly glanced at the table on the other side of the room.

Some daily necessities and witch utensils are placed on the table, such as pots and utensils for witch alchemy that are often seen in movies and TV shows.

"No."

Xiao Ai shook her head, subconsciously grabbed Guangyou's hand, held it gently, and continued, "Let's go, the next room."

The two walked out of the room, Guangyou habitually closed the door, and prepared to go to another room deep in the passage with Xiao Ai to take a look.

In fact, it wasn't very far, the two walked a few steps before reaching another wooden door that looked very normal.

Of course, the wooden door with a few mottled blood stains is not normal, but compared to the previous one, it is already normal.

Pushing the door open, it was another familiar scene, the dust in the air was spreading over. With previous experience, Guangyou took a step back when he opened the door.

After the air circulated slightly to let the dust dissipate, the two walked into the room.

This room seems to be dedicated to the collection of so-called alchemy materials. The glass jars are placed on the table regularly, and the unknown liquid immerses the materials in the jars.

Xiao Ai had already prepared for this kind of scene, and didn't have any special reaction, but Guangyou rarely saw this kind of scene. While walking in the room, looking at these jars, he was amazed: "I don't know that. What is the difference between the witch’s room in the era and the one here."