I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Inside the restaurant.

A group of people ordered the order and sat at the table.

"Guangyou, what are you going to do?" Conan frowned and thought.

"I'm going to eat first..." Guangyou said unhurriedly.

"Hmm." Conan listened carefully to Guangyou's thoughts while thinking.

He thinks Guangyou should have a certain idea, otherwise, why would he be brought to the restaurant to discuss it?

"After eating, take my little Ai to play nearby, or go directly to Mihua Town." Guangyou said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a serious tone.

Originally, I took her out to play today, but it didn't work out, and I took her out to wander around.

The voices of several people talking were very small, and the uncle Maori and Xiaolan sitting next to them could not hear clearly.

But Conan heard it clearly.

After hearing these words, Conan's thoughts instantly stagnated, as if sinking into a quagmire.

The thoughtful expression on his face also slowly disappeared.

"You're so numb..." Conan recalled what Guangyou had just said, feeling that his goose bumps had fallen all over.

I wanted to spit again, but he realized the point.

Go directly to Mihuacho?

"Aren't you going to see who is imprisoned in the attic?" Conan raised his head and looked at Guangyou. It may be that he hasn't slowed down from the sentence just now, causing him to subconsciously say this. Scratched his arm.

"I don't care who is imprisoned, unless it is my friend who is imprisoned above, I just want to confirm the situation of the attic, and then let the police come and deal with it."

"I have done my best in this matter."

When saying this, Guangyou didn't have any psychological burden.

This matter had nothing to do with him, thinking so much and telling Conan about these findings was just out of his heart, and also to avoid certain situations from happening in the future.

If someone is imprisoned in the attic, the final result will be 80% of their mouths killed.

This is a judgment made by Guangyou based on his own experience.

It is very likely that the other party will use gasoline to light the house, so that the imprisoned person will be reduced to ashes with the house, so that it can be disguised as an accident scene.

As long as the hands and feet are clean, the police will probably not find any particularly useful clues.

The news will also say, "A fire broke out in a house in Xianqiao Town, and unfortunately some people lost their lives."

Those who don't know can be fooled, but Conan who has been to the scene may be aware of clues.

If he knew that the incident was not an accident, then he would have been autistic for a long time.

If he really knew it, then the first sentence that came out of his mouth was definitely: "If I could find something wrong then, maybe those people would not die."

He thinks so purely because he is so kind.

Even if the murderer committed suicide after being exposed, he would think whether there was something wrong with his own way, and he would think about whether there was a better way to deal with it.

In order to avoid such a situation, after Guangyou found the wrong place, he told Conan the first time, except for the reason why he was changed, in order to prevent him and Conan from having a bump in their hearts.

After coming here, Guangyou has been changed a lot.

Before, he really didn't bother to look at this kind of thing, let alone take the time to manage it.

But it's different now.

There are changes and there are changes, but he has not yet reached the point of Conan.

If he could help the police, he would have done his best, unless his friend was imprisoned.

"Then have you been sure?" Conan also understood Guangyou and nodded. Just when he wanted to speak, he realized that this was a public place. He looked around, then quietly asked, "Someone is actually imprisoned. Is that in the attic of Lawyer Ito's house?"

"Eight or nine do not leave ten." Guangyou nodded calmly, and said aside what happened at the time. "When I texted you, I heard a voice from the attic."

"Voice?" Conan frowned, pinched his chin, and listened carefully.

"Yes, sound." After Guangyou clicked a little bit, he began to think about the characteristics of that voice and began to analyze:

"The sound is dull and short, indicating that there is not enough storage capacity."

"Judging by the size of the voice, it should be a professionally trained male."

"That is to say, the guards should be two or more adult males, so that the guards can be foolproof. At the same time, they should have offensive equipment, perhaps guns, or electric batons. ."

Listening to Guangyou's analysis, Conan showed a thinking expression on his face and nodded from time to time, agreeing with Guangyou's statement.

"Anything else?" Conan was listening while thinking, if someone is actually imprisoned in the attic, what method should be used to rescue them.

How about transferring one of them first, and then destroying them one by one?

"At the entrance, I also found another woman's shoe prints. The arrangement of the shoe prints is irregular and a bit messy, leaving traces of varying shades."

"After contacting the current scene, you can make a bold guess. I guess this woman is also one of the imprisoned."

"In other words, I guess that besides the lawyer Ito, there should be two to three companions in the house, and at least two people are imprisoned."

These are also Guangyou's own analysis, and there is no evidence to prove his inference.

But Conan knew that this was Guangyou's way.

The two were discussing seriously, causing Guangyou to not notice the change in Xiao Ai's expression.

With this tender gaze falling on Guangyou, Xiao Ai recalled what Guangyou said just now.

I remembered what he called her in that sentence...

She didn't think that name was very numb. After hearing that sentence and feeling the spoiling in Guangyou's words, Xiao Ai felt as if she had just finished eating a sandwich she liked most.

Peanut butter and blueberry jam sandwich flavor...

"Does it belong to your house..." Xiao Ai's eyes were placed on the boy in front of him, and the sound of cooking in the kitchen and Guangyou's discussion seemed to have been selectively blocked by her.

The smile on the corner of his mouth is like the sun exposed after a light rain, which is enough to make people feel warm. If Guangyou sees it, it is estimated that his mood will also improve.

A word inadvertently will always touch the girl's heartstrings, giving birth to countless ideas in the girl's mind.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ai put one hand on the table, while the other hand rested her chin, turned her head slightly, let Guangyou occupy all her sight.

In her eyes, Guangyou, who was seriously discussing, had an unspeakable attraction. He was obviously not top-notch, and he could only say that he was a little handsome, but it made her unable to look away.

There was a hint of tenderness in the smiling ice blue eyes.

"Yours..." Xiao Ai repeated softly with a voice that only she could hear.

"Does it belong to your house..."

After a while, Xiao Ai returned to her senses and chuckled, her tone seemed a little arrogant, "You haven't asked me if I want to..."

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