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

Chapter 692 Eating Phases
By the time Guangyou and his group walked out of the Dongdu National Technical Hall after watching the game, it was almost noon.

The warm sun dispels the morning chill and is nothing but comforting.

"It's really wonderful!" Uncle Mao Li stretched his waist, and said with some unfinished thoughts, "It's not a waste of time."

"Yes." Xiaolan nodded, and agreed with a smile, "Mr. Kiba and Mr. Osami are both amazing."

Due to Nagase Baota's coolness in this game, the opponent of the wolf-faced warrior was temporarily replaced by the main general Kiba.

The back and forth between these two people is indeed very exciting.

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Thinking back on the game process, Guangyou clicked his tongue and said secretly: "Kiba still put some water."

It was absolutely enough to fool the uninitiated, and the deafening cheers during the game said it all.

But in Guangyou's eyes, this game is too watery, and Kiba has many opportunities to fight back, and there are also many opportunities to directly seal the victory.

But Kiba didn't seize it. To be precise, he should have given up these opportunities.

The purpose is to allow Dashen Jingqing to maintain her winning streak while continuing to conceal the true identity of the wolf-faced warrior.

In fact, Guangyou can also understand, after all, apart from Nagase Baota, the wolf-faced warrior is the most popular wrestler in the Imperial Wrestling Association.

For the Imperial Wrestling Association, the consequence of not doing so is a lot of money lost.

Originally, Nagase Baota's coolness had already caused them a lot of losses, so how could it be possible for the wolf-faced fighters to have problems again.

Fortunately, Kiba's acting skills are good, and he didn't show any flaws. There are only a handful of audiences who saw his release.

"By the way, what should you guys do?" Uncle Mao Li looked at the time and said to them, "I have something to do later, so I have to go first, or I'll let a taxi take you back first?"

"No need, Dad, go get busy first." Xiaolan shook her head and said with a smile, "I'll take them to have lunch, and then send them back."

"That's fine." Uncle Mao Li thought for a while, nodded, and said, "Then I'll go first, and you guys should be careful on the road. I might come back later at night, so you don't have to help me prepare dinner."

"Okay, walk slowly all the way."

"Goodbye uncle."

After bidding farewell to Uncle Mao Li, Xiao Lan asked a few people, "What do you guys want to eat for lunch?"

Conan didn't care much about what to eat for lunch. Today's incident made him feel a little bit. Thinking of what he had done in the past few days, he didn't think about eating, so he said casually: "I can do it."

The question was left to Guangyou.

It is really not very wise to let Guangyou, who has choice phobia, make the choice. After thinking about it for a while, he still hasn't made a decision.

"Guangyou?" Xiaolan raised her hand in front of his eyes and asked, "Have you thought about it yet?"

"Still thinking about it." Guangyou looked around, and the first restaurant he saw was a ramen shop across the road, so he said, "Why don't you eat ramen."

Then Guangyou turned his head to look at Xiao Ai, before he could ask, he saw Xiao Ai nodded to him.

"Okay then." Seeing that none of them had any objections, Xiaolan nodded and said, "Then I'll have ramen for lunch."

Crossing the road into the ramen shop, probably because the game had just ended, there were a lot of customers in the shop.

At this time, there were only five or six empty seats left in the store, and they were not all together, but divided into three tables for two.

The four of them quickly divided into two groups and sat in the empty seats.

As soon as he sat down, Guangyou heard someone next door discussing the case just now:
"Have you heard that, there seems to be a dead person in the National Technical Museum opposite."

"You didn't know? It's all in the news and newspapers, and the one who died is the Nagase Baota who has been very popular recently."

"I quite like this player, but unfortunately, he died at a young age."

"Who said it wasn't."

Hearing these words, Guangyou couldn't help sighing: "These media are really quick."

It has only been a few hours since the police started their investigation. Unexpectedly, these media have even arranged for newspapers. It is estimated that today's noon news will be "The Wrestler Died Tragicly in the Lounge, and the Murderer Turned Out to be Him".

The ramen came up soon, and after he and Xiao Ai whispered "I'm going to start", they started to finish the ramen in the bowl.

"Chi Liu Chi Liu~"

"Ton, ton, ton~"

As for the side dishes, Guangyou took a mouthful of soup and noodles, and it only took a few minutes to finish the noodles and soup in the bowl.

"Why are you in such a hurry to eat?" Seeing him like this, Xiao Ai teased in a low voice, "Could someone snatch it from you?"

"It's just getting used to it." As soon as Guangyou finished speaking, he saw Xiao Ai holding a tissue in his hand, and helped him wipe the soup stains around his mouth.

"It's like I haven't eaten in a few years." Xiao Ai crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can beside the table with a natural expression, then picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat noodles.

"Hey." Guangyou laughed suddenly, and he didn't know whether he was laughing at his eating appearance as if he hadn't eaten in a few years, or Xiao Ai's behavior just now.

After eating the ramen, Guangyou rested his hands on the table, supported his chin, looked out of the door, and glanced at Xiao Ai sitting opposite him from time to time, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

After a few minutes, Xiao Ai also finished her portion.

After eating the ramen, the two walked out the door.

Meet Xiaolan and Conan outside the door, and the four of them took the bus back to the office.

The arrangements for the afternoon had already been made, and Guangyou and Conan had to sneak into Kudo's house again to collect the gifts.

Using the pretext of sending Xiao Ai off, Guangyou successfully sneaked into Kudou's house using the old method, but Conan could only follow behind him because he had no suitable reason.

When he came to the kitchen, Guangyou observed the condition of the chocolate first, then nodded in satisfaction.

The white gas rising from the chocolate just taken out of the refrigerator can be vaguely seen, and if you get closer, you can smell the rich aroma of the chocolate.

When he finished unmolding the chocolate, Conan also arrived.

Taking out the gift box he had prepared to hold the chocolates, Guangyou put the chocolates in it, and asked Conan, "By the way, how are you going to send this thing out, or is it the old way of putting it at the door?"

"No." With an indistinct smile on Conan's face, he walked up to Guangyou with the chocolate he made himself, and asked, "Are there many boxes?"

After casually tossing one to Conan, Guangyou continued to pack the box, thought for a while, and asked with a smile: "You don't mean to use something?" ' for the reason why you should hand over the gift to Xiaolan?"

"." Conan's unmolding action froze slightly, his expression was a little embarrassed, he coughed lightly, and asked, "How do you know?"

"I can imagine it with my toes." Guangyou couldn't help but shook his head and said, "I understand the idea of ​​you wanting to hand over the gift to Xiaolan, but it's not appropriate unless you confess yourself to Xiaolan. identity, otherwise it is very likely to have the opposite effect.”

"Why?" Conan asked a little puzzled.

"Because she will have the idea of ​​'why didn't he give it to me'." Guangyou shook his head, sighed Conan's emotional intelligence that was online and not online at that time, and said, "If you really want to, just give the gift to Xiaolan like this If so, you might as well not give it."

The words were very clear, and Conan was not stupid, so he understood as soon as he heard it. He sighed and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"Actually, you can do that."

　Well, I guess I really need to take a day off sometime.
　　Now I go to bed at two or three o'clock every day for several months. It's a bit difficult
　　Alas. But if I ask for leave, I don’t know how many people will leave.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)