I'm making soy sauce in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 1 Old-fashioned time travel

In one room there was only one oil lamp emitting a faint light.

The lights are flickering, and the warm light makes the objects on the wooden table clear at a glance: a laptop computer, a dagger with blood grooves opened, two Beretta 92Fs equipped with silencers, and a desert sword carved with complicated patterns. eagle.

On the wooden table, a pair of hands was slowly wiping the Desert Eagle with a piece of brocade.

Under the illumination of the lights, the Desert Eagle flashed a silver streamer, exuding a dangerous aura.

The cold touch made the owner of those hands feel extremely comfortable.

After wiping the gun, those hands lightly caressed the body of the gun, keeping every inch from the muzzle to the trigger.

Guangyou sighed, and put the artistic gun on the wooden table.

With his left hand, he turned on a switch under the table, instantly, the room was brightly lit.

The whole room is not big, with a desk, a cabinet, and a bed, and the only modern facilities are a laptop on the desk.

"Come out, I know you're coming."

As soon as the voice fell, a figure appeared in the seemingly empty room.

Upon closer inspection, the man had a cropped head, was wearing a decent suit, and had white gloves on his hands.

The man's blue eyes stared at Guangyou whose back was to him, hesitated for a while, and sat down on his bed.

After a long time, the man let out a long sigh: "You hurry up, the farther you go, the better."

Guangyou turned around slowly, his cloudy eyes gradually brightened, but it was only for a moment, and in the next second, he returned to his ancient and calm face, and said calmly: "You will die if I leave .”

The man had obviously thought about this issue, pursed the already thin lips of the British, and persuaded: "I'm fine, I'm still useful to them, you can go."

"If you don't kill me, they will send someone here. They can't hide, they can't hide, there's no need."

Guangyou's tone was very flat, as if he was talking about something completely irrelevant to him, "It's at least better to die by your hands than by those people's hands."

After finishing speaking, Guangyou quickly turned around, picked up the Beretta 92F on the table and shot a few shots around the room.

The man sitting on the bed just watched Guangyou's seemingly crazy behavior, even if a bullet burst past him, he never frowned.

He just fired a few random shots, and when he was done, he threw the gun at the man sitting on the bed.

Then, Guangyou got up and made a mess in his room, as if he had been robbed by thieves.

Finally, he sat back on the chair, his eyes under the messy hair were still cloudy: "It's your turn."

The man pointed the gun at Guangyou with his white gloved hand, and there was some guilt and dissatisfaction in his tone: "Why bother, teacher."

"Whatever should come will come, not to mention, I have lived enough now."

Guangyou turned around and picked up the Desert Eagle on the table. After stroking it again, he threw it to the man together with Beretta, "I have owned this gun for many years, but I have never fired a single shot with it. I will give it to you in the future." is you."

The man took the gun, and there was a rare fluctuation in his eyes.

In the next second, Beretta's gun was aimed at Guangyou who was sitting on the chair.

"boom!"

After a gunshot, a bloody hole appeared on Guangyou's forehead, and blood flowed out profusely.
Looking at this scene, the man felt even more guilty. He lowered his head and stretched out his hand to take out a gemstone necklace from his pocket.

That gem didn't have the brilliance of other gems, it seemed to be covered with dust, and it looked like it was no different from a street stall.

The man took a few steps forward, put the gem necklace on Guangyou, and put the gem into his clothes.

"Return it to its original owner, let it go"

Japan in another world
Somewhere in the dilapidated courtyard in Edogawa District, although the courtyard is dilapidated, it is very tidy.

"crunch."

An old man pushed open a dilapidated door: "Come out, cuties, I brought back a little brother!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the room was pushed open, and more than a dozen children rushed into the yard to surround the grandfather. These children, male and female, ranging from 10 years old to 4 years old, shouted in unison: "Grandpa Dean! "

One of the little girls looked at the little boy in the dean's arms with curious eyes: "Grandpa dean, this little brother is so good, he doesn't cry at all, unlike Ren Jian, who always likes to cry."

The little girl poked the baby's face with her little hand as she spoke.

The Renjian that the little girl was talking about was suddenly unhappy: "I was still young at that time, Zhu Yin, I don't believe you didn't cry."

The dean shook his head when he heard this, but the smile on his face couldn't hide his mood, and then he looked at the little boy in his arms with loving eyes.

At this time, the little boy's eyes caught the dean's attention.

Because the little boy's eyes are not like normal people at all: the little boy's eyes are dull, although the owner of these eyes can already see that he is a good-looking embryo at this time, but these eyes seem to be poured into a clear pool. It's a pity that it's like a pot of ink.

There was a hint of helplessness in the old grandfather's eyes, but he was more loving, and smiled: "This child, let's call him Guangyou. I hope he will be protected by the gods like the sun."

With the passage of time, Xiao Guangyou has grown to 5 years old.

As I got older, my problems gradually became clearer.

After the grandfather knew about Xiao Guangyou's problem, he also knew why Xiao Guangyou was abandoned.

Although helpless, the grandfather did not give up on the child.

Because the old man really likes cute creatures like children, and after these years of life, the old man still has a certain affection for Xiao Guangyou.

Oh~ I forgot to introduce my grandfather. His name is Ryosuke Ikeda. He is 78 this year.

Because he was infertile, he loved children very much. After he was 50 years old, he used the wages he had saved in the first half of his life to establish this orphanage. It has been 28 years. During these 28 years, nearly 100 children have been adopted.

"Hey, old man Liangyou, if you don't pay the rent, you don't want to live here. What kind of orphanage do you want to adopt when you can't live on your own?"

A sharp-tongued young man knocked on the dilapidated door and shouted.

The old dean Liangyou sighed. In the past 28 years, his savings have been exhausted, and the monthly subsidy is not enough.

If the young man's father hadn't appreciated his approach, the orphanage would have disappeared long ago.

However, with the death of the young man's father, the young man began to press for the rent, and it was finally the day when the orphanage was disbanded.

The day after the young man was sent away, the old director Liangyou had no choice but to disband the orphanage.

He entrusted all the children he adopted to other orphanages, only Guangyou, because of his particularity, the orphanage didn't want him, so the old director Liangyou could only keep Guangyou by his side
Half a year later, the old dean died of an acute heart attack in an accident.

After all, the old dean is very old, and there is no place for him to go to work. There are too few financial resources and the pressure is too great.

So poor little Guangyou had no one to support him, and was driven to the street.

Apart from the clothes on Guangyou's body, there is only a piece of paper on which his life experience is written.
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I know that my chapter, or my book, can only use spicy chicken, and maybe spicy chicken is not enough to describe it.

[I'm afraid you won't be able to see the back, so stick it to the front]

[You guys can move to the comment area first, and there will be a drug test post by a previous reader boss on the top. 】

【Don't talk about you guys, I want to beat myself up when I read it. Why is it so stupid?】

[The words have already been said before, the previous writing is really rubbish, very poisonous, very poisonous, and it will be improved later, if you feel poisonous after reading it, please don't spray...]

[The drug test post is actually very clear... Sorry, the writing is not good, I hope everyone will be tolerant]

The humble writer here is very sorry for the bosses, and I will kowtow to the bosses: "Boom boom boom!"

[The writing in the early stage is very rubbish. I hope that the boss Haihan who clicked in, if the drug resistance is not particularly high in the early stage, he will definitely be poisoned. Turn to the back and take a look. I believe you can see the progress.

Of course, if you feel unbearable, just leave silently.

In any case, I, a silly kindergarten author, would like to thank all the big guys for clicking in.

Meeting is fate, no matter whether you hate my book or not, I wish you a lot of money, smooth sailing on the road to promotion, harmonious and happy family, and good health and longevity to your elders.

Really, don't tell me that you are full of poison resistance points, there are probably not many of you who can last.

It will only be better in the future, anyway, I am sorry for the bosses who clicked in, and wasted a few minutes of your life. 】

[As long as I see a new face, I will tell him this...so humble]

[The humble author can assure you that the front was poor, but there will definitely be progress in the future, especially the latest chapter, which has made great progress (compared with before and after). If possible, I beg you to come back and subscribe. 】

[The humble author really knelt down and begged Haihan, the bosses, to apologize from the bottom of his heart to the bosses who clicked in, sorry! ! ! ! 】

　Changed a bit, although this paragraph is useless at the beginning, but now it is too time-consuming to change the previous one, so I can only do this first == I am not willing to delete chapters, please forgive me.

　　
　
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