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

Chapter 736 Suspicious Lawyer

"Ding-dong~ding-dong~"

After standing at the door and waiting for more than ten seconds, Guangyou heard a burst of slightly messy footsteps.

After a few seconds, the door was opened.

"Little friend, what can I do for you?" Misari Ito looked down at Kosuke and asked with a smile.

"Auntie, may I borrow the bathroom at your house?"

In order to match his current identity, Guangyou deliberately changed his voice when he said this.

"Yes, of course." Misa Ito glanced at Yuu's expression, turned sideways after thinking for a few seconds, and said in a gentle tone, "Kid, after going up to the second floor, turn right and the second room is the bathroom."

Although she didn't know why she paused for a few seconds, Guangyou didn't want to ask any more questions, and walked into the room after thanking her.

When taking off his shoes at the entrance, Guangyou's movements suddenly stopped for a second.

He found many wet shoe prints on the ground.

Because of his previous occupation, the moment Guangyou saw these shoe prints, thoughts began to surge in his mind, and pieces of information came to mind.

"Little friend, just wear these slippers." Misari Ito walked to the shoe cabinet, took out a pair of cotton slippers from it, bent down and put them on the entrance.

"I'm sorry, kid. Auntie's house doesn't have slippers for children, so I can only ask you to make do with it." Ito Misari's tone and expression revealed a sense of apology.

"It's okay." Kosuke's brows that were frowning because of thinking were instantly relaxed, and he looked up at Misari Ito, showing a smiling face.

He was good-looking, and he carried out the concept of "life is like a play", so his smile was quite innocent.

"I'm the one who troubled you this time, Auntie." Guangyou took off his shoes, put on the pair of cotton slippers, and said with a smile, "Auntie, you don't need to say sorry at all. If you want to say it, it should be me."

Seeing the smile on the child's face in front of him, Ito Misa was stunned for a moment, and after regaining his senses, a smile appeared on his face again, and said: "You are really sensible, kid, go quickly, the second room on the right on the second floor is the bathroom Come on, don't go wrong."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie!" Guangyou thanked with a smile, then walked towards the stairs.

The moment he turned around, the smile on Guangyou's face disappeared instantly, as if the smile just now was just an illusion.

The thoughts in my mind continued to surge.

Judging from the pattern of the shoe prints, at least four to five people walked by here.

In the short time, Guangyou just glanced at it hastily, but didn't look very carefully.

One of the row of shoe prints is slightly smaller than the other shoe prints. According to preliminary judgment, this row of shoe prints should be left by a woman.

And this shoe print is absolutely impossible to belong to Ito Misari.

According to his observation, Ito Misari should not have gone out today, and even if he did, it should have been a long time ago.

In other words, besides Ito Misari, there is another woman who has been to this house.

It's not just these things that make Guangyou puzzled.

Also, he found that there were shoe prints coming in at the porch, but none going out.

It would be wrong to say that those people stayed here until the soles of their shoes dried up and then left.

Generally, the shoes of the guests are only placed in the entrance for convenience, and they are not deliberately stored in the shoe cabinet.

If there were real guests, there should be a deeper mark left at the place where the shoes were changed in the entrance, but there was none here.

It is not ruled out that Misari Ito is obsessive-compulsive and likes to put shoes in the shoe cabinet.

More importantly, among the rows of shoe prints, several shoe prints are still fresh.

These shoe prints emit a faint luster under the light.

It's all so obvious, it's impossible for Guangyou not to notice.

In other words, there are people in this house other than Misari Ito.

There are at least four.

On the way to the bathroom, Guangyou looked around from the corner of his eye.

But nothing useful was found.

Walking into the bathroom, after solving his own problems, Guangyou turned down the toilet seat, sat directly on it, took out his phone, and sent a text message to Conan:

"I feel like there's something wrong with this lawyer."

Soon, Conan replied: "What's the matter? Is there any problem with her? I think she is quite nice, and she speaks very gently."

"On the floor of the entrance, there are only footprints going in and no one going out." Guangyou briefly summarized what he found just now, "judging, there should be four to five people in this house, and one of them is determined to be a woman other than a lawyer. .”

A few seconds later, Conan replied: "It may be a friend who played in the past."

"I can guarantee in the name of Kudo Shinichi that these people are definitely not friends of that lawyer." Guangyou quickly edited the text message and sent it without even thinking about it.

If those people were friends who came to play, then there should be some movement.

For example, the sound of programs on TV, the sound of conversation between people, and the sound of footsteps made by shoes touching the floor.

but.
None of these.

The whole house was silent.

Just when Guangyou was concentrating and listening carefully to see if there was any movement in the room, Conan sent a reply: "I believe you, I believe you, but why do you have to promise in my name."

Just about to edit the text message, but before typing a few words, Guangyou heard a dull sound from above.

"Boom!"

Reminiscent of all the suspicious signs before, Guangyou always felt that the voice was artificial.

Not the sound of something falling to the ground.

The sound is dull and short.

If it is artificial, it means that the person does not have enough energy storage conditions.

It is likely to want to make a sound in a short time to attract the attention of others.

In this house, apart from Ito Misari and those few people, he was the only one who came in to borrow the bathroom.

It must be the conversation between him and Ito Misari just now that caught that person's attention.

That's why that person wanted to attract his attention in this way.

"Have you been imprisoned?"

After connecting all the discoveries and clues together, this possibility popped up in Guangyou's mind:

Someone is imprisoned in this house.

The voice came from above, but Guangyou didn't find a staircase leading to the third floor in this house.

The only possibility is that the house should have an attic.

Recalling the scene when he first came here, Guangyou suddenly remembered that there was a window on the second floor.

"Attic? It's a bit difficult."

Guangyou frowned when he realized that someone was imprisoned in the attic.

things are tricky
The attic is not only hidden, but there are only two points that can be attacked:
The window outside and the hidden door in the attic.

Of course, it is also possible to directly use bombs to explode, but let alone the fact that there are no grenade explosives, even if there are, Guangyou would not be able to use this method.

You know, there are still people imprisoned in the attic.

If you really throw grenades and explosives in it, not only can the guards be dealt with, but even the imprisoned people will be cool off along with them.

That would save a fart.

　I thought about it, it may be a problem with the manuscript ==
　　At the beginning, I had sixteen chapters to save, so it was easy to write, without any pressure, and in no hurry.

　　But now there is no chapter, I feel a little anxious every day, I am very sorry for you when it comes to this ==
　　To be honest, I really like the style of writing at that time.

　　I remember that I read a certain book, and then I received some influence when I wrote it.

　　Later, it actually stabilized somewhat, but due to an accident, the number of drafts gradually decreased.

　　As for the absence of a chapter, it leads to..., I am very tight every day.

　　no time to grind
　　In addition, now I go to bed at two or three o'clock every day, and wake up at five or six o'clock, my mind is quite chaotic == thinking or something is like falling into a quagmire.

　　Alas, sorry, sorry ==
　　I'll give it a try and see if I can slowly change back.

　　As for the sugar.. To be honest, I can’t do the high sugar in every chapter ==
　　After all, for things like sugar, writing too much is too easy to repeat.

　　Well, but I'll do my best.

　　I already have a sugar plot in my mind, but it's not the time yet ==
　　Next month, maybe I will take a day off to save some manuscripts or something.

　　I hope that the style of writing can be restored as soon as possible, it is difficult.

　　sorry == oh

　　
　
(End of this chapter)