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

Chapter 167
The door knocker knocked on the door and made a dull sound of "dong dong", which could be regarded as the role of the doorbell.

Soon, a young woman in a maid outfit with a pockmarked face opened the door and bowed slightly to them: "Mr. Motegi, Mr. Mori, and Ms. Senken, I have been waiting for you gone."

Then he moved to the side and signaled for a few people to enter the house. The hall of the Twilight Pavilion is a symmetrical structure, with a wooden ladder on each side.

"Is there anyone?" A rough male voice shouted.

After the maid responded, she walked towards the owner of the male voice. The owner of the male voice was wearing a pure white suit, with a beard on his face and chin, and a fatter figure.

Several people also recognized the fat man's identity after seeing him. His name is Dashang Zhushan, and he is a gourmet detective.

I don't know what he said to the maid, but I heard him yelling: "What? You said that the chef suddenly fell ill and couldn't come to cook?"

He looked very angry: "That's not what we agreed on. If it wasn't for this dinner, I wouldn't have come all the way here on purpose!"

After some discussion, Dashang Zhushan was a little annoyed and decided to let him cook this dinner. At this time, Xiaolan also came out of the bathroom to join everyone.

After discussion, everyone learned that besides the four famous detectives present, there were two other detectives, one was a woman and the other was a boy. The word boy deeply caught Xiaolan's attention.

She also hoped that the said young detective was Shinichi, and Conan knew that this was impossible, so he thought it should be Hattori.

The maid shook her head and said: "Although the guest list that the master gave me at the beginning did have these two names, Mr. Kudo has been unable to contact, and Mr. Hattori has a midterm exam recently, so Mr. Hattori's mother I personally called and declined the invitation."

"Then where is your master now?" Motegi Haruki asked.

"Actually, I haven't seen him yet."

The maid's answer surprised everyone. Under the inquiry of Uncle Mori, the maid named Aki Ishihara applied for the job very strangely.

According to her, the salary for this job is good, and there are many people who want to interview. When she walked into the interview room, she found that there was only one computer and a manual for the dinner party, and there was only one other List of guests.

When she followed the prompts on the computer to read all these documents, the words "You are hired" were displayed on the computer.

That is to say, from the interview to the application to the reception of guests, Ishihara Aki, the maid who applied for the job, has never even seen the employer, and the subsequent contact is by phone and email.

This sense of mystery made the detectives present a little curious, as if they were in a game at this time.

Motegi Haruki smiled: "Sure enough, from the moment I opened the door, I felt that this house is a bit interesting, and the handle is also interesting."

Xiaolan took a closer look at the handle, and there were some mottled marks on the handle at this moment. At this moment, Motegi Haruki said: "Be careful, miss, these are some historical bloodstains."

Being so close to the bloodstain, Xiaolan hastily stepped back a few steps. At first she thought it was just to scare her, but a female voice behind her directly shattered her self-consolation into pieces.

A woman sprayed a few times on the handrail of the stairs with a watering can. The white gloves on her hands also showed her identity. It was obvious that she was the female detective among the other detectives.

She slanted her hand to cover the place where she just sprayed, and there were some marks on the place where she just sprayed, and she said: "I think it's the droplets attached to the door at an incident angle of 45 degrees." Bloodstains, except for the bloodstains on the door, the walls and the floor, although someone has wiped it, but almost every part of this villa has blood stains."

"It seems that the owner of these bloodstains is definitely not just one or two people." The female voice was very calm, which made people feel that it was quite different from her appearance.

A seemingly gentle woman said something that sounded a bit creepy, and she was so calm.

"The analysis is wonderful." A young voice sounded from above the stairs.

Just now, the gentle woman's watering can is filled with luminol, also known as luminol, which is a kind of luminol that can be sprayed on the blood stains to make the blood stains produce a blue-purple fluorescence through a chemical reaction.

In forensic science, the luminol reaction can identify bloodstains that have been scrubbed long ago, so it is also widely used in many aspects such as criminal investigation.

The young man walked down the stairs slowly. The woman she praised was named Guntian Yumei, and the young man's name was Baima Tan.

Uncle Mao Li was impressed by the name Baima Tan, because the surname of this name was the surname of the Baima Police Chief. As expected, this young man named Baima Tan was indeed the son of the White Horse Police Chief.

Going down the stairs, he put his hand to his mouth and whistled. With the sound of his whistle, an eagle flew from upstairs to his hand and stopped.

The eagle's name is Watson. It is said that because he often investigates cases with the white horse, he seems to be particularly sensitive to the smell of blood.

After seeing the eagle, Guangyou's eyes finally showed joy and curiosity for the first time, and he also whistled. Watson's sharp eagle eyes first looked at Guangyou who was whistling.

There was a little movement under his feet, but it still stopped on Baima Tan's hand. Baima Tan saw this and said with a smile: "Watson won't listen to strangers, you should let it go."

Before he could speak, Guangyou laughed, and whistled again, which was sharper than the previous one. This time Hua came alive, flapping his wings and flying to Guangyou's side.

The eagle claws were extremely sharp, so Guangyou deliberately took off his coat and folded several layers on his hands before motioning for Watson to stop.

Seeing the eagle up close, Guangyou was very happy. The eagle should be a very popular creature in the hearts of most boys, especially the cats and dogs in the family of a big man in a mine in a certain worship area in his previous life are not uncommon. , I like raising tigers, lions, leopards, eagles and so on.

Generally speaking, a creature like an eagle would naturally not obey the orders of strangers, but Watson has been tamed and has become popular with him. If a wild eagle comes, even if Guangyou blows his beak to pieces, he won't take a bite. , at most a bird droppings as a gift.

This made Tan Bai very embarrassed, coughed twice: "It seems that Watson likes this kid very much."

After looking at it for a while, Guangyou raised his hand to let Watson go back to Tan Baima.

At this time, his arms were covered with clothes, and Watson also withdrew his strength, but his hands still ached a little. If it wasn't for the clothes, his hands would have been burnt if they didn't bleed.

(End of this chapter)