I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"The doctor said that the next door seems to have entered, is that you?"

The moment he saw this text message, Guangyou frowned.

When Conan was taught to make chocolate just now, because the room was dark, he turned on the light and didn't turn it off until he left.

It took about ten minutes, right?

When making chocolate, he didn't pay much attention to the time, and Kosuke couldn't be sure how long the lights had been turned on, but what was certain was that Dr. Aka must have confirmed that someone had entered Kudo's house from this point.

Recovered, Guangyou turned his attention to the text message.

Judging from the superficial meaning of the text message, Xiao Ai learned that Kudo's house had entered from Dr. A Li's side, not seeing it with her own eyes, but it does not rule out that she said so on purpose.

He didn't do anything shameful, but he still didn't want Xiao Ai to know so early, otherwise the surprise of receiving the gift would be gone.

After considering it, Guangyou edited the good news and went back: "It's me."

In this case, Guangyou felt that it would be better to admit directly, but he couldn't say his own purpose. If it's Xiao Ai to ask, just think of a reason first, and dispel Xiao Ai's doubts.

Soon, Xiao Ai replied, the content was quite concise: "Yeah."

While waiting for the reply, Guangyou made up the reason, but Xiao Ai didn't even want to ask him why he wanted to go to the Kudo House, but just replied with the word "um".

Guangyou guessed that Nizi just wanted to confirm if the person coming in next door was threatening.

So after Xiao Ai confirmed that it was Kosuke who entered Kudo's house, she didn't continue to ask questions.

This simple "um" is full of her trust in him.

"This feeling of being trusted is really good." Guangyou no longer remembers how many times he sighed, or perhaps he has experienced a lot of intrigues before. Every time he feels that others trust him, a warm current flows in his heart.

At the same time, I felt the burden on my shoulders heavier.

I can't live up to the trust of these people.

Guangyou put the change of clothes aside, leaning on the sink, and sent a text message to Xiao Ai: "Are you free this Saturday?"

A few seconds later, Xiao Ai replied: "Where to go?"

"Go to see the wrestling competition held at the Dongdu National Technical Hall." Guangyou edited a text message and sent it over, "It's just a bit early. The game starts at seven o'clock, and it may be up at six."

After sending this text message, Guangyou hurriedly sent another one: "Or else don't go, the game time is really early, you can sleep in."

"I don't have the habit of sleeping late." After editing the text message, Xiao Ai suddenly remembered that morning in the hospital. She couldn't help but feel a slight warmth in her earlobe. She pursed her mouth and sent the text message.

"Okay." Guangyou did not continue to persuade him after receiving this text message. Xiao Ai is not a three-year-old child and has his own judgment. He respects this choice and replied, "You remember to rest earlier, I Let's take a shower first."

"OK, good night."

"good night."

After confirming with Xiaoai about watching the game on Saturday, Guangyou took a happily bath, then returned to his bed, closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep.

...

Time flies, and it will soon be Friday.

In the past few days, Kosuke and Conan will go to Kudo House to see the chocolate situation.

Although Xiao Ai knew that he had been to the Kudo House, he and Conan made a special circle, just to avoid Dr. Ari's door, so that Xiao Ai would not see it.

If the number of discoveries increases, Xiao Ai will develop curiosity if he is not sure. How about keeping up with it?

The way to enter the Kudo House is still to sneak in.

On the first day, Conan would still complain about this: "Why do I have to be like a thief when I come to my house and prepare gifts? It's not a shameful thing."

At this time, Guangyou always ignored him, and then choked him: "Don't care about this kind of detail, and leave after confirming the state of the chocolate. Moreover, it can also exercise your stealth ability by the way, so as not to turn back when you die. Others found out."

As soon as these words came out, Conan was at a loss.

Because he was indeed discovered by others during the investigation, and not once or twice.

Die, bah... After the investigation was found, he was worried that it would hurt the people around him, but luck was good, and the people around him were fine.

Something went wrong with him himself.

If it wasn't for his stealth ability not good enough, then he wouldn't fall into the current situation.

In that case, is Guangyou better to himself with his perfunctory words?

As soon as this thought came to his head, Conan realized that something was wrong. When people practice stealth, they will do some training to avoid the camera and reduce the movement of oneself.

What kind of ghost training is sneaking into your own home...

Sure enough, is it just perfunctory?

Whenever this kind of thought came up, Guangyou had already sneaked into the house to check the status of the chocolate.

If there is a stomach, Conan has nowhere to say, so he has to hold back, follow up silently, and check the state of his chocolate.

This situation lasted for that day, and Conan got used to the feeling of sneaking into his home in the next few days.

I don't know if Kwangyou has complained in private, but Conan followed him to the kitchen to check the status of the chocolate without saying a word.

The infiltration was quite smooth. Because of previous experience, Guangyou didn't turn on the lights when I went to see the situation these few times. When I sneaked in and left, they were both light-handed, and they left after confirming that there was no one nearby.

But the chocolate was not going well. On the third day, today, and the day before the holiday, Guangyou found that white oil stains appeared on the chocolates of the two.

It didn't seem obvious, but Guangyou decided to do it again, and Conan did the same.

There are still a lot of materials from last time, and they are all in the kitchen.

With the previous experience, it will be much faster this time.

Conan's IQ is not low, he is not an idiot, and it is easier to get started after doing things once.

This time it only took a little more than half an hour. The chocolate was finished, poured into molds, and put in the refrigerator.

It can be completely solidified by refrigerating for more than two hours. It is estimated that tomorrow's game will last for a half day. This evening, adding half a day is definitely enough.

When we come back from watching the game tomorrow, Guangyou can prepare the gift.

After confirming that there was no mistake in the gift, the two left the Kudo House in the same way and returned to the office.

When she returned to the office, Xiaolan had just cooked dinner, and when the two arrived home, she asked them to wash their hands and prepare for dinner.

"I accepted an invitation for an event a few days ago." Uncle Maori said to Xiaolan after eating a mouthful of food, "I will leave early tomorrow, so I don't need to prepare breakfast for me."

"I see." After Xiaolan responded, she turned to Guangyou and Conan and said, "You two go to bed early today, don't get up tomorrow morning."

"Ok."

After responding, Guangyou and Conan immersed themselves in solving the food in the bowl.

After eating and helping Xiaolan clean up the table, Guangyou took a suit and took a bath.

Tomorrow is also a holiday no matter what, he has to give gifts, and it’s always right to change into better-looking clothes.

It was only eight o'clock in the evening when I took a shower. Guangyou lay on the bed and took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Xiao Ai: "You go to bed early today, don't stay up late, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Na Nizi's response is always that simple: "I see, you go to bed earlier, good night, see you tomorrow."

Looking at the content of the message, the corners of Guangyou's lips raised slightly, and he sent a reply after editing.

"good night, see you tomorrow."

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