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

Chapter 446 We Are Both God and Devil
After taking a shower, Guangyou returned to the room.

Sitting at the desk, he said to Conan who was lying on the bed, "The water has boiled for you."

"Oh, thanks."

Conan got up, sat cross-legged on the bed, and asked curiously, "What's in that book?"

"Some private content about me, are you sure you want to know?"

Guangyou turned his head, grinning at the corner of his mouth, revealing a weird smile, "It has something to do with my little Ai."

"That's it."

As soon as Conan heard this, he lost interest, got out of bed, and complained, "It's probably some kind of love diary, really."

"It's good to know."

Guangyou didn't deny it either, just nodded with a smile, and watched Conan leave the room.

The moment the door closed, he put away his smile, opened the drawer and took out the notebook again, muttering to himself: "It's time to fill in some content."

He flipped through the notebook, and turned the notebook to a blank page, saying that it was blank, in fact, there was already a pattern on this page, but it was not like the other pages had been filled.

Guangyou picked up a pencil and began to draw in his notebook.

Occasionally erase mistakes with an eraser, and occasionally fall into a moment of contemplation.

In this state, it wasn't until Conan took a shower and opened the door to come in that Guangyou heaved a sigh of relief and closed the notebook.

The time was just right, and as soon as these were done, Conan opened the door and walked in.

Conan sat on the bed, yawned, turned his head to look at Guangyou, and asked, "Are you still writing that love diary?"

Guangyou put the notebook back into the drawer, and at the same time replied: "No, I've finished writing it."

Going back to the bed and leaning against the head of the bed, Guangyou couldn't help but yawned, smacked his lips, and took out his phone to check, he found that he had an unread text message.

"Sleep."

Guangyou looked at the content of the text message, smiled and put away the phone.

"Huiyuan's?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Conan felt a little stupid, "Don't answer, just treat it as a white question."

Guangyou yawned again, and said, "It's good to know, now turn off the lights and go to sleep."

around noon the next day
Uncle Mao Li sat in front of the sofa and shouted to the three people in the office: "Xiaolan and those two brats, come and watch TV."

Guangyou walked slowly to the sofa and asked, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

Uncle Mao Li folded his hands and sold a lawsuit about what was going to happen next: "You three will know when you watch TV."

On the TV, there was a familiar figure being interviewed by reporters.

"Dad, you're on the news!"

Xiaolan pointed at Uncle Mao Li on TV, and was a little surprised, "Did you interview him yesterday?"

"Ah."

Uncle Mao Li didn't show any emotion on the surface, and his tone seemed to be very embarrassed, "They asked me for filming yesterday, and it's really hard to refuse. After all, I'm also a public figure, so I have to give them some face."

Guangyou sat on the sidelines and watched the news, complaining silently in his heart: "You stinky uncle."

"Actually, I just persuaded him to surrender as soon as possible after deciphering the murder method."

Uncle Mao Li on TV looked serious, nodded slightly to the reporter, and said, "That's it, let's take my leave first."

After finishing speaking, he left the crowd without looking back. Even though the media behind him tried to persuade them to stay, Uncle Mao Li still didn't stop for a second, but just waved his back to them, looking calm and indifferent.

"Farewell, heh..."

Uncle Mao Li grinned at the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows, lowered his head slightly, and said very pretentiously, "A man doesn't need to talk, his back can express everything."

But in the next second, Uncle Mao Li made a fuss and started laughing loudly, "I'm so handsome!"

Conan glanced at the narcissistic Uncle Mao Li, and said in a strange way: "It's just a coincidence that a murder case was solved. What's there to be proud of, really."

He spoke in a low voice, but Guangyou heard it clearly. He looked at Conan and joked, "Can I understand that you are not convinced?"

"Do whatever you want"

Conan glanced at Yu, but didn't explain too much.

At this moment, the office phone rang suddenly.

"Jingle bell~"

Xiaolan quickly picked up the phone and asked, "This is the Maori Detective Agency. May I help you?"

"game?"

Xiaolan frowned slightly, holding a pen next to the phone, and at the same time recorded the general request of the person on the phone, "A system engineer of game software disappeared suddenly. You are looking for this person, right?"

The movement of Uncle Mao Li’s hands suddenly froze, and he shouted softly to Xiao Lan: “Xiao Lan, if you want to find me, just say I’m not here, and I’ll be busy at night recording the TV series that Yoko filmed this time. .”

Xiaolan took a deep breath, showing a smile on her face, and said to the other end of the phone: "No problem, of course we can deal with it immediately, my father is also very free today."

On the three words "very empty", Xiaolan deliberately emphasized a little bit.

"feed me"

Before Uncle Mao Li finished speaking, Xiao Lan had already hung up the phone.

I saw Xiaolan staring at the new half-moon eyes, looking back at Uncle Mao Li, and said in a commanding tone: "Hurry up and shave off your beard, tie your tie, and get ready to go to accept business."

"Oh"

Before the two of them looked at each other for a second, Uncle Mao Li was the first to lose the battle. He responded weakly, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Being a father is not as dignified as being a daughter...

Uncle Maori feels like a failure...

Conan looked serious, patted Guangyou on the shoulder, and asked, "Tell me, will it be related to that this time?"

"You said that?" Guangyou understood the meaning of Conan's words as soon as he heard it, and smiled faintly, "Maybe."

Conan walked up to Guangyou and sat down, a little puzzled: "I can understand that they let Huiyuan develop drugs, but why do they need a system engineer?"

"They are both gods and devils, and they want to turn back the tide of time and bring the dead back to life."

What Guangyou said suddenly surprised Conan and felt chills on his back.

Conan took a breath and asked, "What do you mean?"

Guangyou took a deep look at him, and suddenly smiled at him.

This smile and the previous words made Conan feel a lingering chill all over his body.

Guangyou explained: "Tell me what you want, don't worry about it."

After finishing speaking, he got up and said to Xiaolan, "Sister Xiaolan, I'm going to play at Dr. Ali's house for a while."

"Go, be careful on the road."

After getting Xiaolan's response, Guangyou got up and patted Conan's shoulder: "Don't think too much, I'll slip away first."

Seeing the back of Guangyou leaving, Conan frowned and scolded: "Why is this guy so like a magic stick these two days, what he said is like a godsend, and he doesn't explain it, I really am"

"God, Devil"

Conan reached out and rubbed his hair, complaining, "What are you talking about?"

Although he didn't know what this sentence meant, he felt that the purpose of the organization was not that simple.

Can the goal in this sentence really be achieved?
Conan fell into deep doubt.
(End of this chapter)