I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"Actually, you can do this." Guangyou packed the box, turned his head and said to Conan, "You can pack your gift, put a courier note on it, and put the gift directly at the door."

Seeing Conan thinking, Guangyou explained: "Although they are both at the door, there is a huge difference between the two. Putting it directly at the door will also make her think about'why didn't he hand it over to me'.

At this point, Conan understood everything, nodded suddenly, and sighed: "You are right, but I always feel a little regretful."

"Then...you just tell Xiaolan your identity directly." Guangyou took out the ribbon, tied the box with a beautiful bow, and nodded in satisfaction.

In fact, to be honest, Guangyou doesn't care whether Conan will tell Xiaolan his identity. Overall, the impact is actually quite small.

And if Xiao Lan knew that Conan was Shinichi Kudo, the way the two got along would definitely change.

If Yuanzi discovers that the relationship between the two has changed...

Thinking about it this way, Guangyou realized that he was still a little bit expecting Conan to confess his identity.

But this is just to think about it.

"Let's do what you said." Conan sighed, lowered his head to demould the chocolate, and said nothing.

After taking a look at Conan, Guangyou shook his head helplessly, turned and left the kitchen, leaving only one sentence: "I'm going out to prepare something."

After leaving Kudo's house, Kosuke went directly to the nearby TA-Q-BIN delivery point to buy a few cartons, and asked those people to post the courier notes on them.

Of course, Guangyou paid some money for this and also spent a lot of time.

Infiltrated Kudo's house in the same way, and when he returned to the kitchen, Guangyou saw Conan sitting in a chair holding the packaged chocolate.

"No, pack it up." Guangyou put one of the smaller cartons in front of Conan, and then he set up the cartons and put the packed chocolates in.

"Don't you just give me a chocolate?" Conan looked at Guangyou's carton and asked in confusion, "What do you want such a big box for?"

"Who said I would only give a chocolate." Guangyou glanced at him strangely, turned and walked to a cabinet in the kitchen, and took out the gift bag hidden inside.

"I prepared two gifts, and chocolate is just one of them." Guangyou raised the gift bag in his hand towards him, returned to the table, and put the gift box in the gift bag and the jewelry box neatly away. In the carton.

"You are..." Conan saw the golden ginkgo leaf logo on the gift box. He felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. After thinking for a while, he finally remembered, "You still bought the bag?"

Guangyou nodded and explained, "Well, this is what I bought a few days ago, which is the day you text me."

I don't know if Nizi will like this gift.

"You are really willing too." Conan put up the carton, put his chocolate in it, and said, "This bag shouldn't be cheap, right?"

Pulling aside the chair and sitting down, Guangyou waved his hand indifferently: "It's only a few hundred thousand, little money~"

"..." Conan was silent.

Suddenly wanted to hit someone.

"Hehe..." Seeing that the expression on Conan's face had changed, Guangyou changed the subject and said, "I'll get the tape."

After speaking, he got up and left the kitchen.

Glancing at the back of Guangyou's departure, Conan looked a little complicated, and said to himself: "Thank you."

He could see that Guangyou's appearance of big money was just trying to enliven the heavy atmosphere he made.

This man... really doesn't know what to say about him.

After a while, Guangyou returned to the kitchen with the duct tape.

"I forgot to say it just now." Guangyou said to Conan as soon as he returned to the kitchen, "You can write a letter to tell Xiaolan your current situation. It's best to write it as a love letter. The more fleshy the better, tut, It definitely makes Xiaolan angry."

"Love, love letter!" Conan's face suddenly appeared ruddy, he was a little stuttered when talking, and shook his head quickly, "I really can't write that kind of thing."

"Knowing that you can't write, I'm just playing it." Guangyou felt amused when he saw him like this. "But I still have to write the letter. As for what I write, I can't control it. You can do it yourself, of course. , This is just a suggestion, and it’s okay if you don’t write it."

Immediately afterwards, there was silence between the two.

Knowing that Conan was thinking, Guangyou didn't bother him.

After a moment of silence, Conan nodded, his expression looked a little serious, and said, "I'll get a pen."

Before he turned around, Guangyou stopped him: "No, isn't it just paper and pen? No, I'll prepare it for you."

Turning his head, Conan saw a piece of letter paper and a pen on the table. He looked up at Guangyou and said, "You thought about it a long time ago."

"How about it?" Guangyou said while sealing the box with tape, "With your mind, can you think of this way?"

"What is my brain? I don't like to hear what you say." Conan spit out and sat back on the chair, picked up the pen, and started writing.

After sealing the box, Guangyou sat on a chair and watched Conan write a letter with her hand in her arms. He wondered if he would write a letter to Na Nizi someday.

To be honest, he has never written such a letter.

It seems that this matter can be put on the agenda.

Thinking of how Nizi might react after receiving the letter, Guangyou smiled silently.

"I'm done." Conan's voice suddenly sounded, pulling back Guangyou's thoughts that had already drifted away.

After regaining his senses, Guangyou raised his head and glanced at Conan, then suddenly smirked and stood up and reached out to the letter: "Why don't you let me see what you wrote, maybe I can help you revise it."

"I don't have to trouble you." Conan hurriedly withdrew the letter paper and said, "I'm very satisfied, no need to modify."

Look at him, as if he is so rare, Guangyou waved his hand, glanced at the current time, and urged: "Yes, go, put your letter in and seal the box. It's almost two in the afternoon. Click, send this gift out early."

"Yeah." Conan responded and glanced at the letter he wrote. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the content, he folded the letter a few times, put it in the cardboard box, picked up the tape set aside, and began to seal it.

After he sealed the box, Guangyou said to him: "Okay, you go back first, remember not to pass by the door of the doctor's house, go around, go back and put the gift at the door of the office on the second floor, preferably with a voice changer Changed to the voice of a young man and shouted inside, "There is express delivery.""

"I see, you are really long-winded." Conan impatiently picked up the carton with the gift and said goodbye to Guangyou, "Okay, I'll go back first."

"Yeah." Guangyou chuckles, "Don't accidentally expose it then."

"Got it." Conan left this sentence and left the kitchen.

Now everything is ready, just send the gift out.

But before that, Guangyou had to clean up the kitchen, such as cleaning the chocolate molds. After all, it was impossible to just keep it like that.

Hmm... By the way, I have to take a shower when I finish cleaning up the kitchen.

The best appearance appeared in front of Na Nizi.

"Hehe~"

After Guangyou chuckled lightly, he hummed an unknown tone, which sounded very cheerful.

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