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

Chapter 482 Preparing for a Date
"Date, date, hehehe."

After taking a bath, Guangyou lay on his own little bed, tossing and turning completely unable to stop.

"Hey, that's enough."

Conan pulled the quilt to cover his ears, and his muffled voice came out through the quilt, "Isn't it just a date? It's not like you didn't have one before, so why are you so excited?"

Guangyou laughed naively when he thought of the reason, and explained: "This time, Xiao Ai invited me, which is quite different from before."

"It makes no difference."

Conan, whose emotional intelligence is off-line, said that he did not understand the difference between the two at all.

Anyway, it's two people hanging out, so it doesn't matter who invites whom!
The guy next to him is an asshole. He has been watching the relationship between the two of them heat up rapidly, and he can only remotely ob, occasionally send text messages and make phone calls, but the guy next to him is throwing dog food every day.

Fortunately, he has gotten used to it, but he still feels a little uncomfortable. To describe it in one word: envy, jealousy, not hatred.

If he wanted to hate it, he could only hate himself for playing Mao Tail, why not call the police?
"What, this is completely different."

Guangyou was completely opposite to Conan, looked at the ceiling, and explained, "A girl invites a boy, this is something that proves her courage."

Not all girls will take the initiative to send out date invitations to boys, but most girls have great courage to send invitations to boys they like.

Except for those girls who already regarded dating as their three meals a day, girls who usually look carefree or shy are no exception.

"That's right."

Conan got out of the quilt, exposed his whole face, looked up at the ceiling, and said to himself, "Lan must have summoned up the courage to invite me to the paradise."

"I really envy you. You can say it so directly. In comparison, I'm like a coward."

There was a wry smile on the corner of Conan's mouth. Of course he liked Xiaolan. He has liked Xiaolan for more than ten years since he was a child, but the courage accumulated in the past ten years is only so little.

"Don't learn from me, I'm different from you."

Guangyou knew what Conan was thinking over there, and he also tried to persuade him, "To be precise, I and you, Xiao Ai and Xiao Lan, are different."

"You and Xiaolan have lived in the sun since childhood. Anyone can invite in advance, and anyone can be invited. It depends on the two of you."

Guangyou put his hands behind his head, changed into a more comfortable position, and continued, "I am different from Xiao Ai. Xiao Ai's life experience destined her to be absolutely impossible to take the initiative to invite at the beginning."

"Since this is the case, the invitation must be proposed by the boy me. This kind of thing must have someone take the initiative to make progress."

Thinking of today's Xiao Ai, Guangyou raised the corner of his mouth and said, "After I made her change, she will take the initiative to invite, so it is different from before."

The smile on Guangyou's face flashed a trace of pride and pride, and he said with a smile, "This is not just an invitation, but also a testimony, a testimony that belongs exclusively to me and her."

Conan also felt reasonable, nodded, and said, "I envy you, I definitely can't do what you do now."

"To be honest, there is no need to learn from me."

Guangyou shook his head, and said earnestly, "No matter how you fall in love, whether it's direct like me, or occasionally flirting with you like you, it's all love."

"There's no need to think that one is good and the other is bad."

Conan listened to Guangyou's words verbatim, and he had to admit that Guangyou was indeed better than him in this respect.

"The relationship between you and Xiaolan is like eating a lollipop, every bite will experience just the right amount of sweetness."

Guangyou turned his head to look at Conan, and taught, "Just be your original selves, and you don't need to care about such things."

After hearing Guangyou's words, Conan couldn't help putting on a smile: "I feel much better after you say that."

Guangyou smirked, and couldn't help but tease: "Looking at how you've been educated, I'm relieved to be a father."

"asshole."

Conan turned around after cursing, but after turning around, he smiled quietly, and secretly said, "Thank you, Guangyou."

Just after he finished saying this in his heart, Guangyou suddenly felt a change in the atmosphere in the air, so that he shivered.

"Why Mao feels that the atmosphere in the room is a bit orange."

Guangyou didn't know why, but always felt that the atmosphere in the room was a little weird.

"Forget it, forget it, go to sleep."

Guangyou wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, closed his eyes, and prepared to sleep.

...

At [-]:[-] in the evening, in an unlit room on the third floor of the Mori Detective Agency.

Guangyou opened his eyes, and said speechlessly: "Mo Dan, I can't sleep when I think about tomorrow's date."

"By the way, let's draw the family portrait while you still remember."

Guangyou lifted the quilt, got out of the quilt and got off the bed, and tiptoedly sat down in front of the desk.

I took out the so-called "Book of Demons" from the drawer, turned to a blank page, took a pencil from the pen holder, and started to draw the line draft.

In the past, he drew more casually, and his line drafts were all floating clouds, but this time the family portrait he wants to draw is different, and he has to take it seriously.

The impression of the couple in my mind is still deep, and it is not too troublesome to write a line draft.

A simple summary is "writing like a god", the pencil rubbed back and forth on the notebook, and within a few minutes, a simple image of a woman appeared on the paper.

While drawing the line draft, Guangyou said narcissistically: "It seems that my skill has not diminished in the past."

If you feel it when you are painting, it will be really fun to paint.

It took another ten minutes of "swish, swish, swish", and the rough line draft was basically done.

By the time he came back to his senses, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

Guangyou looked at the painting that was just about to be colored, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "It's okay, the rest will be done later, go to sleep now."

Closing the notebook, putting down the pen, turning off the desk lamp, Guangyou tiptoed back to the bed.

Perhaps because of painting, Guangyou's heart also calmed down, so he fell asleep better.

After lying on the bed for a while, Guangyou let out an extremely regular cry.

...

Early the next morning, Guangyou got up from the bed at 6 o'clock, and quickly ran into the bathroom to sit in the final preparations without affecting the sleep of others.

After washing his hair, Guangyou faced the mirror and styled his not-so-long hair. He looked at his current image in front of the mirror, then nodded in satisfaction, and said narcissistically, "Well, this boy He looks in good spirits, neat and tidy, broad and handsome."

Putting down the hair dryer and walking out of the bathroom, he is now ready to go directly to the paradise and wait.

Although the appointment time is 9 o'clock, it is better to go early for the appointment, not to mention that there is enough time, so that even if something happens, there is time to deal with it.

Xiao Lan, who got up early to prepare breakfast for everyone, looked at Guangyou as if she was about to go out, and asked, "Guangyou, where are you going when you wake up so early?"

Guangyou didn't hide it either, after all Xiaolan knew about it a long time ago, so he said directly: "I made an appointment with Xiaoai to go out to play today."

Xiaolan smiled when she heard it, and said nothing to Guangyou, "Then wait a while, I'll make you two sandwiches, you can't skip breakfast."

When Guangyou heard Xiaolan's words, he didn't reject her kindness, nodded to her, and said with a smile: "Then I will trouble sister Xiaolan."

"It's okay, anyway, I was going to make them sandwiches this morning."

After finishing speaking, Xiaolan put on her apron, walked into the kitchen and started to prepare.

"Xiaolan is a really nice girl."

Guangyou turned his head and looked in the direction of his room, and said, "You should cherish it, brat."

(End of this chapter)