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

Chapter 701
After a while, Guangyou finished the last stroke.

Looking at his own painting, Guangyou showed a satisfied smile.

I draw very well, really well.

Again, he is unprofessional.

What is drawn may have many loopholes in the eyes of those professionals.

But he himself felt that enough was enough.

Anyway, I don't rely on this to eat.

And most of the valuable paintings become valuable after the artist's death.

As for the illustrator.
It seems that it will be very popular in Japan in the future, and it will definitely make a lot of money.

Forget it, let's talk about it later.

After regaining his senses, Guangyou turned his head to look at Xiao Ai, and saw that she was still studying.

I wanted her to take a look at the painting, but looking at it like this, I decided not to bother her.

Including the scrapped teddy bear, he has drawn three paintings today.

Some tired, rest for a while.

Well, in fact, he just wanted to catch fish and rest.

Opening the lid of the gift box containing chocolates, Guangyou took out a piece of chocolate, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it.

He is not very fond of chocolate, but he is very interested in the chocolate made by Xiao Ai himself.

Eating chocolate, Guangyou lay on the table, looking sideways at Xiao Ai.

I don't know if the rain has stopped now.

After delivering the dinner, he didn't go up again, so naturally he didn't know what was going on outside.

"Did you draw it?"

When Guangyou was distracted, Xiao Ai's voice suddenly sounded, pulling him back from his thoughts.

"Well, it's not long since I finished the painting." Guangyou sat up, handed the painting to Xiao Ai, and said with a smile, "Do you want to see it?"

"Don't look at it." Xiao Ai said not to look at it, but her eyes still drifted towards the painting.

"Look at it." Guangyou pretended not to know, and directly stuffed the painting into Xiao Ai's hands, then stood up, and said, "I'll go to the bathroom first."

Before Xiao Ai could refuse, Guangyou immediately got up and walked out of the basement.

Stop by to see if the rain has stopped.

Back in the living room, Guangyou first went to the bathroom to solve his own problems, then walked to the window and looked out.

At this time, the sky outside was completely dark, and the rain was still falling.

The rain was heavier than before.

Occasionally a flash of thunder flashed through the thick clouds.

With the help of the thunder, Guangyou saw the trees outside being shaken by the wind.

If it was a small sapling, Guangyou even thought it would be blown off by the wind directly.

"Boom!"

A few seconds later, a deafening thunder sounded.

"Well, I guess the rain won't stop for a while." Guangyou looked out of the window and said calmly.

He checked the time, and it was already past seven o'clock in the evening, almost eight o'clock.

Borrow an umbrella and go back to the office through the storm.

Or continue to stay at the doctor's house to avoid the rain.

"Let's stay at the doctor's house to avoid the rain." Guangyou decisively chose the latter.

Personal reasons are only a small part of it, mainly because the rain is too heavy.

The office didn't have a car, so they couldn't pick him up.

I don't know where the sports car in the previous picture was driven by Uncle Mao Li.

Maybe it was sold by him, and then used the money to buy beer and bet on the horses.

Or maybe it was sent directly.

Guangyou didn't know the specific situation, but what he knew was that if he went back through the storm, he would definitely be drenched in water.

Even if you take a taxi, public transportation is very expensive in Japan.

Especially for taxis, it costs tens of thousands of yen to go from the city to the airport, or thousands of yuan in soft sister currency.

It's worth a plane ticket.

Although Dr. Ali's home and office are not far away, let's forget about wasting money.

What's more, Dr. Ali is not an outsider, so there is nothing to worry about.

If it doesn't work, just stay here for one night.

Just go back and talk to Xiaolan.

"It's a good idea, as expected of me." Guangyou found several reasonable reasons in his heart for staying overnight tonight, so he successfully convinced himself.

Taking out his mobile phone, Guangyou directly dialed Xiaolan's number.

"Sister Xiaolan, it's still raining heavily outside, I may not go back tonight."

"Okay then, remember not to trouble the doctor, and be careful when you sleep at night, don't catch a cold."

"Well, I'll hang up first, good night."

"Good night~"

After hanging up the phone, Guangyou thought of the content of the call, only feeling warm in his heart.

It feels good to be cared about.

After watching the rainy scene through the window for a while, Guangyou wanted to say hello to Dr. Ali and talk about the overnight stay before going back to the basement.

"Doctor, can I stay tonight?" Guangyou found Dr. Ali who was watching TV, and explained the reason, "It's still raining heavily outside, so I can't go back."

"Of course no problem." Dr. A Li naturally agreed.

Anyway, the house is big, even if you live in a few more it is not a problem.

And there are so many people, he thinks this is very good.

After saying hello, Guangyou was ready to go back to the basement.

He came out not only to go to the bathroom, not only to see if the rain stopped outside, but also because he wanted to give Xiao Ai some space so that she could look at the painting.

That painting is rather special. It would be fine if it was painted by someone else, but the protagonists in the painting are the two of them, and both of them have personally experienced things.

Guangyou still remembers what happened that day quite clearly.

Judging from Xiao Ai's reaction just now, she should also remember.

After seeing that painting, Xiao Ai will definitely think of what happened that day.

He was fine, but Xiao Ai was different.

Anyway, Xiao Ai is also a girl, if you want her to look at that painting, it is best to give her a space to be alone and let her get used to it.

This is indeed the case, Xiao Ai looked at the painting in his hand, and that picture appeared in front of his eyes again.

Looking at it, Xiao Ai couldn't help chuckling.

At that time, Guangyou leaned over to encourage her, but after hesitating for a while, she still agreed.

Not because of the doll, but because she wanted to, that's all.

Back in the basement, Guangyou saw Xiao Ai sitting in front of the chair, looking at the painting.

Sitting back on his chair, Guangyou took out a piece of chocolate from the gift box and threw it into his mouth, trying to melt the chocolate with the temperature of his mouth.

"How is it? Is the painting okay?" Guangyou asked vaguely with chocolate in his mouth like a child wanting to praise.

"Well, it's okay." Xiao Ai nodded with a natural expression, matching her way of admiring the painting, as if she was really commenting on a painting.

She was admiring the painting and Kwang-woo was admiring her.

A few minutes later, Xiao Ai put down the painting, Guangyou took out a piece of chocolate from the gift box, brought it to Xiao Ai's mouth, and said softly, "You can eat one too."

Looking at the chocolate delivered to her mouth, Xiao Ai said softly: "I haven't finished the box you gave me yet."

The subtext is obvious: "You can keep what I gave you and eat for yourself."

There are only so many chocolates, if he eats it by himself, then Guangyou will eat less.

That's what she said, but after Xiao Ai saw Guangyou's eyes, she still opened her mouth, took a small bite and took the chocolate from Guangyou's hand.

"It's okay, there are still more." Guangyou smiled and didn't care.

"En." Xiao Ai replied after swallowing the chocolate.

After feeling that the chocolate in his mouth had almost melted, Guangyou took out another piece of chocolate from the gift box, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Seeing the smile on his face, Xiao Ai took another bite of chocolate, her eyes gradually softened.

Forget it, if you finish eating later, just make another one for him.

(End of this chapter)