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

Chapter 588 Accepting the commission
The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

The golden color of the sky has begun to dim, the night is beginning to appear, and a few shimmering stars can already be seen in the sky.

The journey was not far, but because Guangyou walked slowly, it took more than ten minutes to get back to the office.

Standing on the ground floor of the office, Guangyou did not go upstairs, but stopped in front of the mailbox hanging on the wall of the corridor on the ground floor.

Open the mailbox belonging to the office, there are not many things in it, and you can scan everything at a glance: a few envelopes, a folded newspaper, and of course, there will be no shortage of evil little advertisements.

The others had nothing to do with Guangyou, and he had no interest in them, so he just took them out by the way, and he focused all his attention on one of the kraft paper envelopes.

When he saw the envelope, Guangyou muttered, "It's okay, at least nothing went wrong."

This letter was naturally the one he wrote for Kuroki Tetsuya, which contained a power of attorney and the commission money that Kuroki Tetsuya had put in his schoolbag before.

In order not to make Uncle Mori suspicious, Guangyou specially asked Kuroki Tetsuya to post a stamp just now.

Judging from the current situation, there is no major problem, and it should be able to bluff Uncle Maori.

After emptying out the mailbox, Guangyou went up to the second floor with his schoolbag on his back.

"Uncle, I have your letter."

As soon as he entered the door, Guangyou directly put the pile of letters on Uncle Mao Li's desk, then sat on the sofa, turned on the TV and started watching.

"Is it the electricity bill or something?"

Uncle Maori, who was sitting on the chair, put his feet down on the table, picked up one of the letters, tore it open, looked at it, and then said in surprise, "This letter is still pieced together from newspapers. Your daughter She has been kidnapped by us, if you want her to live, send 100 million cash to Mihua Park at [-]:[-] pm tomorrow, and if you call the police, you will bear the consequences."

After reading the contents of the letter, Uncle Mao Li remembered his daughter's karate level, then shook his head and sighed: "The current level of liar business is not very good."

"Sister Xiaolan should be back, right?" Guangyou pretended to rub his stomach and asked, "I'm a bit hungry."

"I've been back a long time ago. I think it's upstairs in the kitchen. If you're hungry, there should be a pack or two of biscuits in the refrigerator. You can fill them up first." Uncle Maori answered while picking up another letter.

Guangyou replied nonchalantly: "Forget it, save your stomach for dinner."

"Huh? Why is someone still sending me money?"

Hearing this sentence, Guangyou, who was lying on the sofa, quickly changed his posture and began to listen attentively.

Seeing several ten thousand yuan banknotes in the envelope, Uncle Mao Li looked very surprised, but when he saw the power of attorney inside, he understood that this was not winning a lottery, but coming to work.

Of course he is happy to be rich, but he still murmured: "It's this kind of person who doesn't want to come to the door. If you don't give money first, who would accept this kind of commission."

As soon as these words were spoken, Guangyou knew that the matter was almost settled, but whether he would pick it up or not was none of Guangyou's business, he did everything he could do.

If you don't pick it up, there's nothing you can do, just return the money to Hei Muzhe later.

He had also thought about this kind of situation, so he attached an address on it. If Uncle Mao Li didn't accept the commission, he could send it back to this address.

However, how could Uncle Mao Li refuse? He unfolded the power of attorney and glanced at the content before nodding, and said to himself: "So it's to investigate the other party's private life, okay, I'll accept it for the sake of sending all the money." , but why both husband and wife have to investigate?"

"Could it be that another person wants to interfere with other people's feelings? If so, this commission cannot be accepted."

Looking at the contents of the entrustment letter, Uncle Mao Li frowned. He wanted to keep the money as private money, but the content of the entrustment was a bit strange. If it was as he thought, then this entrustment would definitely not be accepted.

It sounds very immoral to help others destroy their families.

In order to confirm this point, Uncle Mao Li read the power of attorney again, this time carefully, after carefully reading all the contents, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that the parents are investigating the children, so it all makes sense. "

"I've accepted this entrustment, and according to the above, the investigation will start tomorrow." Uncle Mao Li put away the entrustment letter, looked around, and stuffed the money into his pocket after confirming that there was no one else except Guangyou. inside.

It seemed that he was afraid that Guangyou would report to Xiaolan, so Uncle Mao Li discussed it with Guangyou: "Xiao Guangyou, don't tell your sister Xiaolan, I will go out and buy you some delicious food later, for the money"

Hearing this, Guangyou pointed his chin with his finger, pretended to think for a while, and said, "I want to eat the new cream cake from the cake shop nearby, uncle."

Before he finished speaking, Uncle Mao Li waved his hand and said proudly: "Isn't it just a cake, I'll buy it for you later, but it can't be too big, children should eat less of that kind of thing."

"Eat what you have."

Hearing Guangyou's answer, Uncle Mao Li was obviously very satisfied, and he even praised: "You are much more sensible than that kid with glasses. I will buy cakes and so on for you when this case is over."

After saying this, Uncle Mao Li began to clean up the letters on the table, such as advertisements, and the useless letters similar to the previous blackmail letters were thrown into the trash can by him.

At this time, one of the small advertisements caught the attention of Uncle Mao Li, looking at the words and pictures on it, he said: "When this case is over, I will take you to this place to soak in the hot springs, and you can also go hiking in the mountains by the way. "

"Is it really just to go to the hot spring?" Guangyou turned his head to look at Uncle Mao Li's pretending seriousness, and thought of the special nature of the hot spring, feeling a little suspicious in his heart.

Naturally, it is impossible to say these words, otherwise a shock would be inevitable, he is not that stupid.

Having said that, it is a good thing for Uncle Maori to take them to the hot springs, and there are many benefits of going to the hot springs, and it is indeed a good thing in life to go out for a hot spring to relax occasionally, so he can't refuse.

"Then it's settled. I'll go downstairs to buy some beer."

As he said that, Uncle Maori stood up from his chair, and after a little movement, he walked out the door with the newspaper that had just been delivered.

Now that Uncle Mao Li has accepted the commission, Guangyou has no reason to continue pretending here, so he turns off the TV and prepares to go upstairs to see the situation.

Compared with the second floor, the third floor is less commercial and more homely. As soon as you open the door, Guangyou can smell the aroma of vegetables coming from the kitchen.

In the living room, Conan was sitting there, flipping a book in his hands. This time it was not "Sherlock Holmes", but another detective novel.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Conan teased without raising his head: "Yo, you are willing to come back."

"What are you talking about? It's like I don't go home every day." Guangyou rolled his eyes at Conan, then went straight to the room, leaving a sentence, "Call me for dinner, thank you."

(End of this chapter)