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

Chapter 12 The Anti-Crow Organization is Preliminarily Established
"Who the hell are you?"

"Me? Of course I'm a child?"

"Absolutely impossible, according to my detective intuition, you definitely have a problem!"

"What's my problem, Conan, don't think so much, okay~ How about I treat you to Haagen-Dazs?" Guangyou pretended to be a child, holding his chin, and said to Conan with a smile.

Early in the morning, Conan pulled Guangyou into the room, and then the scene above happened.

Conan walked back and forth in the room: "You must have a problem, to be honest, in the name of my detective Kudo Shinichi..."

Having said that, Conan hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Kudo Shinichi?" The corner of Guangyou's mouth twitched into a playful arc: "Yo, what a familiar name? It seems to be the one Xiaolan sister has been talking about all the time, right?"

Guangyou nodded his chin with his index finger, "You said you are Kudo Shinichi, so it seems that you and Xiaolan took a bath together at the Uncle Mori Class Reunion last time~".

Guangyou walked up to the blushing Conan, slapped Conan's head, elbowed Conan, and said in Xiaolan's voice, "I even rubbed Conan's back~"

When Conan heard this, two lines of nosebleeds flowed down.

Guangyou ignored it, pretending to open the door: "I want to talk to Sister Xiaolan about this."

Conan ran to the door two steps at a time, blocked the door, sighed and said, "Okay, I'll tell you the truth, I'm Kudo Shinichi, on the night you came back with Xiaolan, I met a group of people The man in black, I followed them and saw they were trading something, while I was not paying attention, someone knocked me out, and I became like this after waking up."

Conan pulled Guangyou to the side, and continued: "The reason why I live in Xiaolan's house is because Xiaolan's house is a detective agency. I think that one day, I will encounter a case related to the man in black."

Conan turned to look at Guangyou: "What about you? In exchange, should you tell me your real identity? Are you also getting smaller?"

Guangyou pretended not to understand: "I'm just an ordinary boy~"

Conan clearly felt the teasing in his tone, and grabbed Guangyou's shoulder: "Say it quickly! Who are you and why did you live in Xiaolan's house!"

Guangyou was already prepared in his heart to be exposed.

When I went to the art museum some time ago, after helping the old curator, Guangyou noticed that Conan occasionally looked at him suspiciously, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Seeing that he was in such a hurry, Guangyou broke free from Conan's hand and said, "Huh? How should I say it, believe it or not when I say that I am from another world?"

"I don't believe it." Conan thought he was still playing with him, and shook his head.

"To be honest, if you don't believe it, forget it, you can treat me as a smaller one, it doesn't make any difference." Guangyou shrugged helplessly.

Conan smiled as expected, and nodded: "If that's the case..."

As he spoke, he began to look Guangyou up and down.

Seeing a chill, Guangyou took a few steps back: "I like girls."

Conan knew he had misunderstood as soon as he heard it, and hurriedly said: "Who is not, I just want to ask if you can help me fight against the organization."

"Snapped"

This is the sound of Guangyou slapping himself on the head, thinking to himself: No one will believe the truth, even though it is really nonsense, um... so be it.

Conan thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Then what was your identity before shrinking?"

Guangyou thought for a moment, and replied: "I am a passerby who graduated from the police academy but became a chef in the end."

In fact, he wanted to say that he was a mercenary, but this excuse was too nonsense.

According to Xiao Ke's thinking, it is estimated that it will take a long time to push back.

Conan nodded, and suddenly said: "That's just right, my fighting ability is very poor, and you came in time."

Guangyou nodded, and complained in his heart: "You actually know that your fighting ability is poor. Seeing your mindless behavior, I thought you didn't know."

After complaining, he immediately straightened his face, walked to the window, and stood with his hands behind his back: "Conan, have you ever thought about how big this organization is?"

Conan thought for a while, then shook his head.

Guangyou continued: "As far as I know, this organization has existed for nearly half a century. I don't know how many people belong to the organization. I can only tell you seriously that the organization's tentacles have already reached out to you." Every country, management has their people."

Conan was very excited: "Are you going to make me give up?"

Guangyou shook his head and looked back at Conan: "I said this not to make you give up, but, I hope you don't act so high-profile like a stunned young man, are you afraid that the organization will not find you? And Don't you think your high profile will make Xiaolan suspect that you are Kudo Shinichi?"

Conan looked embarrassed and couldn't say a word.

Guangyou smiled again: "Don't worry, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. You can't rush to deal with this crow organization."

"The Crow Organization?" Conan asked suspiciously.

"Don't you think their organization is dressed in black, like a group of crows?"

After hearing this, Conan and Guangyou thought about it carefully, and laughed together.

After laughing for a while, Guangyou looked at the sky outside the window and said, "Well~ Conan-kun, to celebrate the success of our cooperation, let me treat you to dinner."

"Huh?" Conan was dragged out of the office by Guangyou when he was still in a daze.

"Where are you two going?" Xiao Lan leaned out of the office window and shouted at the two of them.

"Dr. A Li made a new game software, and Conan and I went to play ~ we won't come back to eat tonight ~"

After Conan regained his composure, he found it at the entrance of the vegetable market: "Guangyou, what did you bring me here for?"

While looking at the market, Guangyou replied, "Of course I'm buying vegetables, I cook them myself, how expensive it is to eat in a restaurant."

"You know how to cook?" As soon as he finished speaking, Conan patted his head, "I forgot what you just said."

Guangyou curled his lips: "Tiehanhan."

"What did you say?" Conan couldn't hear clearly.

Guangyou, who pretended not to hear this, took Conan for a stroll, and it seemed as if a group of mud horses galloped past Conan's heart.

Because all the bought vegetables were handed over to Conan, Conan could hardly lift them in both hands now. After Guangyou noticed, he ended his desire to continue shopping.

In his previous life, Guangyou didn't have many friends, and he didn't have many hobbies. Among the only hobbies left was eating.

One sentence is good: Foodies who don't like being a chef are not good foodies.

Guangyou with empty hands and Conan with full hands finally arrived at the doctor's house. As soon as the doctor opened the door, he saw Conan's miserable appearance. He quickly took the food in his hands and invited the two into the house.

Guangyou took the dishes, hummed a little tune and went into the kitchen. Although Dr. A Li didn't know how to cook, there was still a kitchen, but it seemed a bit messy if it hadn't been used for a long time.

Dr. Ali looked at Guangyou, feeling inexplicably clever, so he leaned in front of Conan: "Xinyi, what are you going to do, what's wrong with this kid?"

Conan looked at the kitchen, leaned into the doctor's ear and said, "This child seems to have also become smaller after taking the medicine, although he doesn't seem to admit it, and I have already told him about me."

Dr. Ali looked very surprised: "Yes, what are you doing here today?"

Conan showed half-moon eyes, and said speechlessly: "He said to celebrate the cooperation, and then he took me to the vegetable market and said that he would cook for us."

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, I just left the door at noon, and now it's dinner time.

"Dinner is ready, Doctor, Conan!"

Guangyou touched the earlobe with his hands, then put his fingers to his mouth and blew.

After Conan and the doctor hiding in the laboratory heard it, they opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a strong fragrance rushed into the nostrils of the two of them, their minds were directly intoxicated by the fragrance, and they "flyed" over as if floating.

Dr. Ali looked at the food on the table and sniffed it with his big nose: "It smells so good!"

Conan pointed to the food and said, "This seems to be Chinese food, right?"

Guangyou nodded and said, "Yes, you won't get tired of Huaxia's food for 100 years!"

Guangyou looked at the food on the table, he felt very accomplished.

Cuisine pays attention to color, aroma, and taste, and all three are indispensable: "color", of course, is not the color, it can be understood as the appearance of the dish, just like a person, if a person is good-looking, he will leave a good impression on others at the first sight. You are not good-looking, so you can only rely on fate to meet someone who can understand you.

"Fragrant", well understood, is the taste, the taste of all aspects.

"Taste" is like a person. The "smell" of a person is your heart, and your attitude towards people and things is your "smell".

When you have all three, you must be a popular person, and so are the dishes.

Guangyou introduced to Dr. Ali one by one: "Although I don't know if your taste can be eaten, let me introduce it to you. This dish is called squirrel mandarin fish, and the three delicacies next to it are ground three delicacies. The season is not here, the taste will be worse, and then this is braised pork, and cold seaweed shreds, and I made a sizzling Japanese tofu, and finally there is a bowl of lighter winter melon ribs soup."

Conan and Dr. Ali couldn't wait a long time ago and sat down directly. Although judging from the way they swallowed their saliva, they wanted to eat very much, but their good cultural education prevented them from making any gaffes.

Guangyou looked at them like this and didn't say anything. After saying "start eating", the two said "I'm going to start" according to the Japanese dining table culture, and then started to gobble it up.

In terms of food culture, Japan and China still have some things in common. For example, you can’t insert chopsticks directly into the rice, because they think it’s for the dead. The difference is that they usually eat soup or noodles. Japanese people often It will make a sound. In China, it may be said to be impolite and unattractive, but in Japan, it is a compliment to the food and the chef.

Seeing the two of them, Guangyou also smiled contentedly.

After eating, Dr. Ali and Conan burped in an indecent manner while touching their swollen stomachs.

Conan turned to Guangyou and said, "It's so delicious, to be honest, hiccup, I, hiccup, I've never eaten such delicious food in my life, hiccup."

Dr. Ali, who can only eat instant noodles in fast food boxes, nodded vigorously in agreement.

Guangyou squinted his eyes and rested on the sofa for a while, then went to clear the table.

……

At night, as night fell, Kwang-woo lay on his own bed looking at the ceiling.

He had no expression on his face, but he was very excited in his heart.

"It can be regarded as progress..."

"Hope it goes well..."

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