I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Love is ultimately a matter of two people.

Others can make some reasonable suggestions.

If two people have the intention to know each other, or have affection for each other, then they can also be matched appropriately.

Create a further opportunity for the two.

But excessive intervention is inappropriate.

Conan also understood what Guangyou meant.

He nodded and agreed:

"it is good."

"Then I'm out."

After speaking, Guangyou turned and left the room.

Only the thoughtful Conan remained in the room.

Thinking of what happened just now, he felt ashamed of the network delay:

"How did I come up with such a bad idea of'simulation confession'!"

"That guy Guangyou must have laughed at me many times!"

Conan was full of shame and grabbed his hair.

He took a few deep breaths and calmed down.

There is still shame in his heart now.

But under his special comfort that "Guangyou already knew he had a lot of black material", he was much better.

"It's better to plan how to confess."

Thinking of business affairs, Conan no longer entangled whether Guangyou had too much of his black material.

He held his chin as if he was reasoning, thinking seriously.

...

After walking to the living room and pouring a glass of water, Guangyou received a text message before drinking two sips.

It's not sad.

But after reading this text message, a smile appeared on his face.

Some "glasses kid" in the room should calm down now.

The "glasses kid" who calmed down probably felt that the "simulation confession" was useless.

however...

"This method is actually not bad."

"Hey..."

Xiaolan, who had just walked out of the kitchen, just heard Guangyou's "ill-intentioned" laughter.

Without mind reading, she naturally didn't know what Guangyou was thinking at this time.

She asked curiously:

"Guangyou, what are you laughing at?"

Hearing Xiaolan's voice, Guangyou recovered and explained to her:

"It's nothing."

"I just feel very happy."

"Ok."

Without further questioning, Xiaolan saw that Guangyou seemed to be going out, and asked:

"Guangyou, are you going out?"

"Are you going to find Xiao Ai?"

"You can have dinner soon."

Waved his hand, Guangyou explained to Xiaolan:

"Not looking for her, I just went out for something."

"I will definitely be back before dinner."

"okay then."

Without wanting to ask Guangyou what he is going to do, Xiaolan just cared:

"Then be careful on the way."

"come back earlier."

"it is good!"

After leaving such a sentence, Guangyou opened the door and left.

Before any action, some preparations must be made.

This is his habit, and this time is no exception.

...

Inside a coffee shop next to a busy street.

The morning sun spills in through the glass windows and shines on people, making people feel very comfortable.

No one patronizes the coffee shop.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are more staff than customers.

But not because of the bad business of this coffee shop.

It's because it is the peak time for work.

Not many people hold a cup of coffee and sit in a coffee shop to enjoy it slowly.

The few who come in occasionally are all office workers rushing to the company and leave after buying.

However, it is not that no one comes.

Among the guests who can count with one hand, the most special one is the man in the corner with a black knitted hat.

That's what the clerk who came to the morning shift thought.

The clerk who was clearing the table raised his head and glanced at the man from time to time.

Not because he came to the coffee shop so early to drink coffee.

Mainly because this man...

"very handsome."

Looking at the calm face under the man's knitted hat, the displeasure of the clerk who got up early to go to work suddenly disappeared.

The girl's heart throbbed.

In this deserted coffee shop, it became especially clear in her ears.

The air around it seemed to be stained with pink.

The clerk withdrew his gaze a little bit reluctantly, while continuing to tidy up the table, he whispered to himself:

"I really want to meet."

She is still single now!

Isn't it normal to have this kind of thinking!

Unfortunately, she goes to work today.

If she gets a complaint from a client after approaching her, she will be deducted from her salary.

She won't let her small salary shrink again.

After clearing the table, the clerk wanted to go back when he happened to see the coffee shop door being pushed open.

She smiled habitually, leaned slightly towards the direction of the door, and said enthusiastically:

"Good morning!"

"welcome!"

A warm welcome but no response.

The clerk did not feel dissatisfied for not responding.

After all, there are many such guests, she is used to it.

But she still stopped because of the visitor who had just come in.

She was a little confused, but more curious about this strictly covered guest.

The height of this guest is not very high, and it is visually shorter than her.

He was wearing a black robe and gloves on his hands.

If you look closely, you can still see the mask on the guest's face.

When walking, he lowered his head slightly, as if he didn't want others to see the face under the robe.

There is almost no skin exposed in the air.

This can be considered a fancy dress.

It's like the mysterious people who often appear in anime and manga.

Wearing a black robe, people can't see their appearance.

Normally, the face under the black robe is likely to be an acquaintance of the protagonist.

After the protagonist saw who it was, he exclaimed:

"why you!"

...

Probably because of the boom in animation and manga in Japan.

It makes people think that this costume might be playing role-playing.

Someone will definitely think this black robe is suspicious.

But with the idea that more is worse than less, and they have to go to work, they will not tell the police specifically.

after all...

Maybe it's really role-playing?

After saying this to myself, those who went to work and those who should go to school went to school.

The clerk shook her head and retracted her divergent thinking.

Afterwards, she saw the black-robed man walking towards the corner after entering the shop.

The black robe man sat opposite the man wearing the black knitted hat.

"They two knew each other."

The shop is not busy in the morning, but she can look at it for a while.

Curiosity is human instinct.

Although she was far away and couldn't hear what the two people were talking about, she was also interested to see.

The clerk shook his head and sighed slightly:

"Unfortunately, far away, I can't hear anything."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the man in the black knitted hat raise his hand and motioned to her.

"Could it be that?"

A smile suddenly appeared on the clerk's face and ran over.

This smile is from the heart, not the kind of formulaic smile.

Although it is unlikely, it does not prevent her from having such an idea.

She came to the two of them, leaned slightly politely, and asked with a smile:

"What can you two do for help?"

The man in the black knitted hat raised his head and glanced at the clerk.

At this time, the clerk could see more clearly, and his heart "pounded" faster.

This stern face and the kind of cold temperament exuding.

It's her dish!

In addition to the eyes are a bit shocking, it is a perfect male god!

However, her ideas will eventually fall through.

Just listen to the man’s magnetic voice:

"A cup of black coffee, thank you."

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