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

Chapter 192 Why don't you ask the magic conch?
"Could it be that Saori was a ghost last night?" He Ye and Xiaolan had this question in their hearts at the same time.

The sound of crutches came, and Changshou Po's face was slightly worried, and she shouted: "Jun Hui, where are you, Jun Hui?"

After being mentioned by Changshou Po, everyone remembered that Jun Hui, who said to go to the warehouse to look for the roster last night, hadn't come back yet. Guangyou looked at Changshou Po who was going away, with a smile on his lips.

Conan looked at Guangyou's smile, and asked suspiciously, "Guangyou, do you know something?"

Guangyou raised his eyebrows suddenly, and took out the conch he had picked up on the beach before: "Want to know? Then ask the magic conch!"

Conan: "."

"I shouldn't have believed him." Conan turned his head to look at Heiji with a complicated expression on his face at this time, "You also thought of it?"

Heiji heaved a long sigh: "I don't want to admit it, but it seems that this possibility is the most likely now. I'll go and talk to uncle."

Half a day later, the results of the investigation came out. When Uncle Mao Li heard the results of the investigation, his heart sank, and he turned around and said to several people: "You are right, the police compared the tooth shape of the charred corpse with that of Jun Hui. After comparing the traces of Miss’s dental treatment, it was found that they were exactly the same.”

Lu Lang, who was anxiously waiting for the news at the door, couldn't believe it. He fell to his knees and shouted as if he could vent his anger.

The news was heavy, but several people still told the news to Changshou Po who was lying in bed. After hearing the news, Changshou Po was very calm and just sighed: "Is that so, Jun Hui is dead, young Life is gone one by one, and I am the only one left dragging this body to continue to linger on."

Guangyou and Xiao Ai returned to the small town again, this time the restaurants in the small town were also open, and from time to time tourists came out touching their stomachs.

The two walked into a small shop casually. The boss was an elderly uncle. Although he was old, he tidied himself up very neatly.

After seeing the two people coming in, the uncle forced a smile on his serious-looking face, and said in greeting, "Please sit down."

After the two finished cooking, the uncle still had the same smile on his face: "Little friend, what do you want to eat?"

The names of the dishes in the store are all written on bamboo signs and hung on the wall. No matter which small restaurant in Japan it is, there is basically fried chicken.

The two ordered fried chicken and some seasonal seafood. The uncle's movements were very neat, and the dishes came out soon. I have to say that although the uncle didn't have a good smile, the dishes he made were mouth-watering.

The fried chicken has just entered the mouth, the crispy skin on the outside is not thick, it is just right, and it doesn't make people feel like eating noodles, and the meat quality is also quite good, with distinct traces.

Guangyou couldn't help admiring: "Uncle, the food you made tastes good."

Hearing someone praised him, the uncle showed a natural smile. Guangyou looked around the store, and asked with some doubts: "But why is there no one there?"

It stands to reason that the owner of the shop naturally hopes that his business will be prosperous instead of being empty, but the uncle doesn't care about this at all. He tidied up the stove and replied, "It doesn't matter. I didn't come here to make money."

"Listen to Uncle, aren't you from the island?" Guangyou said vaguely, chewing on fried chicken.

The movement of the uncle's hands suddenly froze, but he quickly returned to his original state: "Yes, I came from my 20s, and now I'm over 40. I'm from Tokyo."

Guangyou's curiosity was instantly aroused, and he asked, "Then why did you come here? Isn't it very good to develop in a big city?"

After the uncle cleaned up, he also sat down and took a sip from the wine bottle beside him: "At that time, I had a quarrel with my mother, and I left home directly as a young and energetic person. I was too busy to work. I didn't care about anything else, until the day my mother died, I didn't have time to see her for the last time."

There was a trace of remorse in the uncle's bright eyes, and he took another sip of wine: "I found out later that my mother was already sick when she quarreled with me, and she didn't contact me until the day she passed away. She was afraid of affecting me. If my relatives did not tell me the news of her death, I would still be kept in the dark."

Guangyou also sighed, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I don't know."

"It's okay, that's my problem." The uncle smiled lightly, "Later I came to this island. This island can calm me down. I cook every day and go home to rest at night. My life is very comfortable. The city is bustling, but this suits me better."

Guangyou put a piece of lobster meat into his mouth. The lobster meat was firm, tender and delicate, with a delicious taste. After careful chewing, there was still a sweet taste, but in Guangyou's mouth, it tasted like wax.

While chatting with the uncle, he was thinking about things thoughtfully. Soon, the dishes were finished, so he bid farewell to the uncle and walked out of the shop.

Looking at the blue sky, Guangyou let out a long sigh, and thought to himself: "I don't know how my mother is doing now."

The words just now reminded Guangyou of his mother in the previous life. At that time, he was still in the same world. Guangyou also went back to visit quietly, and left quietly after seeing that there was no serious problem. But now the two worlds have been separated, and he can’t even go back.

At the beginning, except for some charities, Guangyou kept only a small part of the rest of his money, and most of it was called to his mother. When Guangyou saw that their lives had improved a lot, he also quietly leave.

Guangyou and his mother had also talked on the phone, but the father had been obsessed with the poker table and wine table, and didn't care at all about the son who had long since disappeared.

Thinking of this, Guangyou always felt a little sad. Since he was a child, he envied those families whose parents cared for their children without arguing or arguing. Fathers and sons could joke with each other and have heart-to-heart conversations with their parents. This is something Guangyou has always envied. .

But those can only be imagined in a dream, but the reality is that it is impossible to talk about it, and I will argue with you if I talk about it.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Ai asked with concern seeing that Guangyou's mood was not right.

Guangyou shook his head pretending to smile, it’s better not to talk about such things, he just wanted to bring laughter to Xiao Ai, and replied: “It’s nothing, I just think it’s a little bit of a shame that I won’t be able to eat such cheap and delicious seafood in the future.” pity."

Seeing Guangyou clutching her chest and pretending to be uncomfortable, Xiao Ai chuckled softly, "I'll just come back with you in the future."

Her comfort was very effective, Guangyou sighed and then smiled at Xiao Ai: "That's true."

In fact, the town was almost done shopping. On the way, I bought some traditional snacks on the island, and the two walked towards the mermaid waterfall. The focus of the celebration night was on the celebration, and the two did not take a good look at the natural scenery of the island. .

The number of tourists along the way also decreased a lot after the end of the celebration, and the residents on the island also relaxed. There were not a few aunts chatting with melon seeds on the side of the road.

When passing by an aunt, what the aunt said caught Guangyou's attention.

(End of this chapter)