I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Five minutes later, the ghost draw ended and Guangyou lost.

"Let's play it here, now it's almost time." Guangyou put down the card in his hand, got up to move his muscles, and said to several people, "I'm going to prepare lunch."

"Wait a minute..." Conan stopped and said, "You haven't accepted the punishment yet."

"Hurry up, I have to go and prepare lunch after I have posted it." Guangyou didn't say much, and when he heard it, he bent over and moved his face over, and urged.

After Conan put a sticky note on his face, Guangyou straightened up and said, "Okay, I'm going to prepare lunch."

Entering the kitchen, Guangyou first tore off all the sticky notes on his face, crumpled them up and threw them into the trash can.

As soon as he took out the ingredients that he bought in advance from the refrigerator, a little mournful voice sounded behind him.

"Need help?"

"It just needs it." Guangyou was not surprised, and even got used to it.

He separated some of the ingredients and said to Xiao Ai, "Xiao Ai, you help me wash these."

"Yeah." Xiao Ai walked to Guangyou and began to help Guangyou clean the ingredients.

As time passed, a scent wafted from the kitchen.

...

1:30 in the afternoon.

"Heh~"

After yawning, Conan turned his head to look at Koyo who was playing a racing game, and asked, "Koyo, why the guy in Hattori hasn't come yet?"

"You ask me who am I asking?" Guangyou said while controlling his car, avoiding obstacles one after another on the track, "Besides, didn't Xiaolan go to call? What's the hurry?"

"Of course you are not in a hurry if you have games to play." Conan curled his lips and said, "I don't have one."

"How about..." Guangyou said without turning his head, "Let you play?"

"No, let's play with the two of you." Conan knew his game level very well, so he refused.

"Just wait, don't worry." Guangyou continued to control the car, comfortingly said, "Anyway, you can't go to the theme park today. It doesn't matter when you come normally."

When I finished eating at noon, it was already half past twelve.

There is only half an hour left before the appointment with Hattori Heiji.

During this half an hour, Guangyou, who felt bored, played a game console with Xiao Ai.

From fighting games to current racing games, from 12:30 to now 1:30.

But until now, Hattori Heiji and Heye still haven't come.

Had it not been for not knowing the specific addresses of the two of them, Guangyou would have gone out to pick them up.

I don't know what they are doing outside, they can pigeon them for an hour.

Fortunately, it was raining outside, and they couldn't go to the theme park. They came too late.

"I won." Xiao Ai controlled her car to cross the finish line, and the corners of her mouth made an arc.

"Ah, I lost." Guangyou said unconvincedly, "Come on again, this time I can definitely beat you."

"Then one more." Xiao Ai glanced at Guangyou, then smiled and said, "Let's talk about it first, I won't let you on purpose."

"That's the best."

...

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Guangyou turned his head to look at Xiao Ai and asked: "Xiao Ai, are you still playing?"

"Take a rest." Xiao Ai put down the handle and said,

"Alright." Guangyou turned off the game console, turned his head and said to Conan, who was a little sleepy on the other side, "Hey, Conan, wake up, let's go downstairs and ask Xiaolan to see what is going on. ."

"Yeah." Conan rubbed his sleepy eyes, stood up and stretched.

Then the three came to the office on the second floor.

"Sister Xiaolan, brother Pingci, haven't they come yet?" Guangyou opened the door and saw Xiaolan standing by the window looking out, and asked aloud.

"Yeah, it's already two o'clock now." Xiaolan turned around, glanced at her watch, and said with some worry, "Isn't something going wrong?"

"Then just call him directly?" Uncle Maori said without looking up while reading the newspaper, "He is such a big man, and there are conditions at home, he should have a mobile phone."

"I've already called." Xiaolan frowned slightly, "but his mobile phone seems to be out of power, and has not been able to get through."

"Could it be that he simply forgot about it?" Uncle Maori put down the newspaper, raised his head, and guessed, "Maybe he is still sleeping in bed now."

"Probably not..." Guangyou looked down at the phone and denied this statement. "Brother Pingji sent me a text message at 8 o'clock in the morning saying that they had already set off."

I didn't pay attention before, and only now did Koyo find out that there was an unread text message from Hattori Heiji on his phone.

"I and Ye are ready to board the plane, remember to let Kudo prepare a big meal to entertain us, this time we must make him bleed!"

The time of receiving the text message was 7:56 in the morning.

"Well, Guangyou is right. I also called Hattori-kun's mother before." Xiaolan frowned and said, "She said they had already boarded the plane at 8 o'clock in the morning."

"It's too early." Uncle Maori also felt that something was wrong. "If an appointment is made for one o'clock in the afternoon, it will be too late even if it is ten o'clock."

By plane, it only takes one to two hours from Osaka to Tokyo.

Even if the flight is delayed due to special circumstances, those three hours should be almost the same.

After all, it wouldn't have been until two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Oh, I remember." Xiaolan said suddenly, "When I called his mother just now, his mother told me that he would first find a person named Nanchuan."

"Nanchuan?" Uncle Maori felt that the name seemed familiar.

"Yes, if I remember correctly, that person was Nanchuan. He used to be a subordinate of Director Toyama and Papa Ye," Xiaolan recalled. "Now it seems to be working in a detective office in Tokyo."

After hearing about the detective office, Uncle Mori suddenly remembered: "Could it be Mr. Nanchuan from the Beito detective office, right?"

"Eh, Dad, do you know him?" Xiaolan nodded and said, "It seems to be him."

"It happened to know each other." Uncle Maori raised his head and recalled, "Horse racing, racing, boat racing...In short, he is a man who likes to gamble."

"Then why did Hiraji go to find Mr. Nanchuan?" Guangyou squeezed his chin, guessing, "could it be that he and Sister Ye's father are looking for Mr. Nanchuan, and then it is not convenient to come to Tokyo, so let Hiraji and the others Come and help by the way?"

He can only think of this possibility.

After hearing Guangyou's guess, Xiaolan nodded, and said with some surprise: "Guangyou, what you said is correct."

After a pause, Xiaolan explained: "That Mr. Nanchuan wrote a letter to He Ye's father, saying that there is a very important thing to tell him."

"But there will be no news later, so He Ye's father will let He Ye and the others stop by to visit Mr. Nanchuan."

"Maybe they talked too much, and finally forgot the time." Uncle Maori said after hearing the outline of the matter, "Well, I will call the Beihu Detective Agency and ask about the situation. Maybe they It's in the office."

At this time, Xiao Ai pulled down the corner of Guangyou's clothes and said softly: "I always think it's not that simple. There is a generation gap among several people. According to common sense, even if you talk, you won't talk for so long."

After thinking for a while, Guangyou nodded in agreement and said:

"Detective agency...I always feel that Heiji is involved in a certain case now."

"If Mr. Nanchuan also disappeared, then I would be sure of my guess."

...