I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"Then the only man who came here to visit?" Officer Bow released his hand and asked.

"No, there are four people in total." Uncle Maori said, "In addition to the man, there are the husband of the deceased, the sister who works in fortune-telling, and a man who used his store catalog to sell."

"The Feng Shui teacher and the deceased's husband are not suspects."

When the words fell, Officer Yu turned his head and glanced at Hattori Heiji who had said this.

Then Hattori Heiji shared their speculation with Officer Bow.

"In other words, those two people have sufficient alibi." Officer Bow nodded, saying that was reasonable, but he still couldn't just rule out the suspicion of the two.

"Furthermore, we stayed there for another five minutes or so." Conan raised his head and looked at Officer Bow, and said, "Until we left, there was no sign of fire in the house."

"I see." Officer Bow nodded and said, "But we still have to investigate routinely."

"According to the current situation, the biggest suspects are the deceased's sister and the man who came to sell the door." Uncle Maori recalled, "The fortune teller came to borrow money from his sister, but he didn't succeed."

"Mrs. Zhujiao had a very bad attitude towards that man, and even moved her hands. Although it may be because she hates sales, she does not rule out the possibility that men hold a grudge."

"Hmm..." Officer Bow thought for a while and said, "Speaking of fortune tellers, I remember that there is a floor in the building in front of Beihu Station where all the fortune tellers are used."

"Then that woman might be there." Hattori Heiji looked at Officer Bow and said, "Officer, where shall we go to see?"

"Well, that's what I meant." Police Officer Bow mentioned this because he wanted to go and investigate, so he didn't refuse and nodded in agreement.

After speaking, Officer Gong led the Maori uncle and his group to the Beihu Station.

On the way, Conan took out his phone and glanced at him, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Guangyou sent me a short breath."

He turned the phone to vibrate just now, so he didn't see it.

"Should be asking when we will go back." Hattori Heiji walked next to Conan, looked down at the phone screen, and said, "He also asked me before."

"Not exactly, you can see for yourself." Conan glanced at the content of the text message without explaining, and directly handed the phone to Hattori Heiji.

Looking at the phone screen, Hattori Heiji whispered out the text message: "I will help you solve your luxurious dinner. Don't thank me, this is what I should do..."

The moment he saw the text message, Hattori Heiji felt that he was more balanced.

"There is more below, continue to look down."

"Oh." Hattori Heiji looked down and read the second half of the text message, "By the way, tell Hattori, I will help with his share..."

After seeing this sentence, Hattori Heiji fell silent.

Withdrawing his hand, Conan edited the text message and said: "In addition to these two sentences, he did ask us when we will go back, and also asked the general situation of the case."

He didn't feel much, he was used to it.

It was not in a hurry to hurry now, Conan edited the general situation of the matter and the information he currently knew into a text message and sent it to Guangyou.

...

After helping Xiao Ai laid the bedding, Guangyou went to the laundry place.

Originally wanted to help a little bit, but Xiao Ai said that there was not much room for him. He refused to help because of the chaos, and drove him back to the room by the way.

Sitting at the table, Guangyou supported his face with one hand, and tapped the table with the other rhythmically, occasionally changing the melody, humming just a few words.

Before this state lasted long, Guangyou felt the phone in his pocket vibrate.

"SMS?" Guangyou took out his mobile phone and glanced at him, muttering to himself, "Conan's... At the time of the incident, Mr. Zhujiao and the Feng Shui master went out for a drink, so the fortune teller and the salesman were the most suspicious. ..."

"Preparing to investigate the fortune teller..."

After reading the content of the text message, Guangyou put down the hand holding his face, edited a text message and sent it to Conan, "Don't jump to conclusions so early, I think the most suspected one should be Mr. Zhujiao."

After a while, Conan replied: "Why? At that time, we saw Mr. Zhujiao go out for a drink with the Feng Shui master, and we stayed at the door for a few minutes. There was no sign of fire in the house."

"Anyway, please pay attention." Guangyou did not explain too much, and replied, "Anyway, you continue to investigate, I have to take a hot bath later."

Conan briefly introduced the situation of the four people in the text message.

He had already guessed the unusual relationship between Feng Shui Master and Zhujiao Liangzi.

He also learned from Hattori Heiji that Feng Shui master and Mr. Zhu Jiao were college classmates.

A man knew that he had an extra hat on his head, and continued to lie to him, with a grin on his face, and he was planning revenge in his heart.

This kind of plot is pretty old-fashioned.

Because Guangyou had no evidence to prove this, he told Conan to pay attention to Mr. Zhujiao.

As for whether Conan listened, this is not something that Guangyou should consider.

After replying to Conan, Guangyou did not wait for his reply. He put away the phone, got up and took a set of pajamas, opened the door, and walked towards the bathroom.

The Japanese toilet separates the dry and wet, and the laundry is in another area, so Xiao Ai is doing the laundry, which does not affect his bathing.

When Guangyou came to the bathroom, Xiao Ai almost washed the clothes.

Putting the pajamas aside, Guangyou helped take the clothes out of the washing machine and put them in the next basket.

Taking the basket of clothes in Guangyou's hand, Xiao Ai glanced at the pajamas that was set aside, and said, "You go take a bath. Let me do this, and the water has already put it away for you."

When she was waiting just now, she felt she had nothing to do, so she helped Guangyou set up the water "by the way".

As soon as he picked up the pajamas, Guangyou heard these words, turned his head and looked at Xiaowei who was holding the basket, smiled, stretched out a hand and rubbed her hair, and whispered, "Really, you...we It's becoming more and more like a home."

"You have said this several times." Xiao Ai raised her head and said flatly to Guangyou's eyes.

"Well... it seems to be true." Guangyou recalled, he seemed to have said it many times, and suddenly laughed.

Although he actually wants to say another sentence every time he wants to say it, it always becomes this sentence when he comes to his mouth, maybe because he is shy.

Waiting for Guang Yousong to open her hand on her head, Xiao Ai took a step forward holding the basket full of clothes.

When she walked to Guangyou's side, she suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?" Guangyou turned his head and glanced at Xiao Ai who stopped next to him.

"Can you put it in other words next time?" Xiao Ai turned her head and looked at Guangyou, and said softly, "For example, remove that'more and more like'."

Before Guangyou could react, Xiao Ai held the basket, opened the door, and walked out.

Standing in place, Guangyou softly repeated the words Xiao Ai said: "Remove the'more and more like'..."

After a moment of loss of consciousness, Guangyou suddenly laughed, turned around, and walked into the bathroom holding his clothes.

Soon after the bathroom door was closed, Guangyou's voice faintly came from the bathroom.

"Home..."

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