I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

By the time Guangyou and his party walked out of the Dongdu National Technical Hall after watching the game, it was almost noon.

The warm sunlight dispels the morning chill, and it will only make you feel comfortable when you shine.

"It's really exciting!" Uncle Maori stretched his waist and said with some intent, "It's not a trip in vain."

"Yes." Xiaolan nodded, and smiled in agreement, "Mr. Kiba and Mr. Oshin are so amazing."

In this match, Nagase Leopard was too cool, and the opponent of the wolf face fighter temporarily changed to the main player Kiba.

The two played back and forth, and it was really exciting.

but...

Recalling the process of the game, Guangyou sighed and said secretly: "Kiba still put some water."

It's definitely enough to fool laymen, and the deafening cheers during the game speak for themselves.

But in the eyes of Guangyou, this game is too moist. Kiba has many opportunities to fight back, and there are many opportunities to directly determine the victory.

But Kiba didn't seize it. To be precise, he should have given up these opportunities.

The purpose is to allow Great God Jingqing to maintain a winning streak while continuing to conceal the true identity of the wolf face fighter.

In fact, Guangyou can understand, after all, besides Nagase Leopard Tai, the wolf face fighter is the hottest wrestler in the Imperial Wrestling Association.

For the Imperial Wrestling Association, the consequence of not doing so is the loss of a lot of money.

Originally, the Nagase Leopard's too cold had already made them lose a lot, how could it cause the Wolf Face Warrior to have problems again.

Fortunately, Kiba's acting skills are good, and there are no flaws. The audience who saw him release the water is very few.

"By the way, what do you guys do?" Uncle Maori glanced at the time and said to a few people, "I have something to do later, so I have to take a step first, or I will let a taxi take you back first?"

"No, dad, go ahead." Xiaolan shook her head and said with a smile, "I will take them to lunch, and then send them back."

"It's okay." Uncle Maori thought for a while, nodded, and said, "Then I'll go first. Be careful on your own way. I might come back later in the evening, so I don't need to prepare dinner for me."

"Okay, go all the way slowly."

"Goodbye uncle."

After bidding farewell to Uncle Maori, Xiaolan asked several people: "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

Conan didn’t care much about what he had for lunch. What happened today made him feel a little bit. Thinking of the things he had done these days, he was not thinking about eating, so he said casually: "I can do it all."

The question was left to Guangyou.

It is not very wise to let Guangyou, who has a choice phobia, make a choice. After thinking for a while, he has not made a decision.

"Guangyou?" Xiao Lan raised her hand and shook it before his eyes, and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

"Still thinking about it." Guangyou looked around, and the first restaurant he saw was a ramen shop across the road, so he said, "Why don't you eat ramen."

Then Guangyou turned his head and looked at Xiao Ai. Before asking, she saw Xiao Ai nodding at him.

"Okay, then." Xiaolan nodded when she saw that there was no objection from a few people, and said, "Then I will have ramen at noon."

Crossing the road into the ramen shop, it may be because the game just ended, there were many customers in the shop.

At this time, there are five or six empty seats left in the store, and they are not all together, but divided into three double tables.

The four quickly divided into two groups and sat in the empty seats.

As soon as I sat down, Guangyou heard someone next door discussing the case just now:

"I heard that no one seems to be dead in the National Technology Hall opposite."

"Did you know? It's all in this news paper, and the dead one is the Nagase Leopard who is very popular recently."

"I really like this player, but unfortunately, he died at a young age."

"Who said no."

Hearing these words, Guangyou couldn't help sighing: "These media are really fast."

It’s only a few hours since the police started investigating. I didn’t expect these media to even arrange the newspapers. It is estimated that today’s noon news is "Wrestlers tragic death lounge, the murderer turned out to be him."

Ramen came up soon. After he and Xiao Ai whispered "I'm going to start", they started to solve the ramen in the bowl.

"Chuck chuck~"

"Tons, tons, tons~"

With the side dishes, Guangyou took a mouthful of soup and noodles. It only took a few minutes to solve the noodles and soup in the bowl.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Xiao Ai said in a low voice when he saw him like this, "Is anyone robbing you?"

"I'm used to it." As soon as Guangyou finished speaking, he saw Xiao Ai holding a tissue in his hand and helped him wipe the soup stains from his mouth.

"It's the same as if I haven't eaten in a few years." Xiao Ai naturally knead the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can by the table, then picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat the noodles.

"Hehe." Guangyou laughed suddenly, not knowing whether he was laughing at what he was eating like "have not eaten in a few years", or at Xiaoai's behavior just now.

After eating the ramen, Guangyou put his hand on the table, supported his chin, and looked out the door. From time to time, he glanced at Xiao Ai who was sitting opposite him, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

A few minutes later, Xiao Ai finished her share too.

After eating the ramen, the two walked out the door.

They met with Xiaolan Conan outside the door, and the four took the bus back to the office.

The arrangement for the afternoon has long been set, and Guangyou and Conan have to sneak into Kudo's house again to wrap up the present.

By sending a small sorrow, Guangyou successfully sneaked into Kudo's house with the old method, and Conan could only follow behind him because there was no suitable reason.

Coming to the kitchen, Guangyou first observed the condition of the chocolate, and then nodded in satisfaction.

The white odor rising from the chocolate just taken out of the refrigerator can be vaguely seen, and the rich aroma of the chocolate can be smelled when you get closer.

When he finished unmolding the chocolate, Conan arrived.

Taking out the gift box that he had prepared for the chocolates, Guangyou put the chocolates in it, and asked Conan, "In other words, how are you going to send this thing out, or the old way of putting it at the door?"

"No." With a slight smile on Conan's face, he walked to Guangyou with the chocolate he made himself and asked, "How many boxes are there?"

After throwing one to Conan casually, Guangyou continued to pack the box, thought for a moment, smiled and asked, "You don’t want to use something," I ran into brother Xinyi on the road, and he asked me to give this to sister Xiaolan. 'The reason to hand over the gift to Xiaolan, right?"

"..." Conan's demolding action was slightly stagnant, and his expression was a little embarrassed. He coughed and asked, "How did you know?"

"I can think of it even with my toes." Guangyou couldn't help but shook his head and said, "You want to give the gift to Xiaolan by yourself. I understand this idea, but it's not appropriate unless you confess yourself to Xiaolan. Identity, otherwise it is likely to have counterproductive effects."

"Why?" Conan asked somewhat puzzled.

"Because she will have the idea of'Why didn't he give it to me personally'." Guangyou shook his head and sighed Conan's emotional intelligence when he was online and not online, and said, "If you really want to give the gift to Xiaolan If so, then you might as well not give it."

The words are very clear, Conan is not stupid, he understands as soon as he listens, sighed, and asked, "What should I do?"

"Actually, you can do this..."

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