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

Chapter 793
He just rubbed gently, and soon Guangyou let go of his hand.

"You messed up your hair." Xiao Ai looked at the novel without looking up.

The words that came out of his mouth seemed to be complaining, but Guangyou didn't hear the meaning of complaining.

If she really complained, then she wouldn't let Guangyou rub her hair, and there wouldn't be a smile on her face when Guangyou rubbed her hair.

Obviously knowing this, Guangyou just laughed twice, then stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair again, "Just mess it up."

Waiting for Guangyou to let go, Xiao Ai first turned the novel one page backwards, and then patted Guangyou's hand symbolically.

"Don't make trouble, let me read a novel."

"alright."

Time always passes inadvertently.

"Don't go to bed too late." Xiao Ai had just finished washing, and before returning to the room, she told Guangyou who was about to wash up.

"You too, go to bed early." Guangyou nodded to Xiao Ai, watched her walk into Xiaolan's room, then turned and went into the bathroom.

After washing up, Guangyou returned to the room.

Lying on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, Guangyou didn't know if it was an illusion, but he could still smell a faint fragrance.

Picking up the notebook on the side, Guangyou looked at the painted painting.

After watching for a while, Guangyou picked up the pencil and added some details on it.

After sleeping for so long in the afternoon, I really don't feel sleepy now.

However, although he is not sleepy, when the time comes, Guangyou will put down what he is doing and lie down under the blanket.

Even if he won't be able to fall asleep for a while, Guangyou will close his eyes and force himself to fall asleep.

"Kudou, you beat me three times." Hattori Heiji walked into the room with a smile, and Conan followed him without responding.

"Finally found one you're not good at."

"It's just a game." Conan pouted, expressing that he didn't care about it.

"Hey." Hattori Heiji didn't say anything about letting him go, seeing Conan's intentional indifference, he immediately felt relieved.

"Kudou, let's compare again when we have a chance."

With no one around, Hattori Heiji was finally able to call out the name "Kudo Shinichi" without psychological pressure.

"You should play by yourself." Conan went straight to the bed and refused directly, "I'm not interested in games."

"I think you can't beat me, so you don't dare?" Hattori Heiji put away his smile and directly pierced Conan's cover-up.

"Who dares?" Conan put on his pajamas, glanced at Hattori Heiji, "Wait until your reasoning beats me thoroughly."

"Cut" Hattori Heiji didn't take this sentence seriously at all.

The reasoning abilities of the two are actually comparable, and Conan made it clear that he didn't want to play games with him.

"I think you just don't dare." Hattori Heiji pierced Conan's cover up again.

"The two of us are detectives, what kind of game are we competing in?" Conan climbed onto the bed, lay down under the covers, and said with a natural expression.

"Don't dare to say so much?" Hattori Heiji looked disdainful.

"Didn't I say it earlier, when your reasoning completely beats me, let me compete with you as much as you want." Conan was sure that Hattori Heiji would not be able to do it, so he spoke with confidence.

"Otherwise, if you admit that you are inferior to me, I might agree to compete with you in the game."

"It's a good idea." Hattori Heiji knew what Conan was thinking, but he could only follow along, or was he admitting that Hattori Heiji was not as good as Kudo Shinichi?

"Despicable." Hattori Heiji looked at Conan who was lying on the bed with a calm expression, and repeated, "Don't you just dare not fight me?"

"Is it that hard to admit that I'm not as good at the game as I am?"

"Then you admit that your reasoning is not as good as mine, and I will fight you." Conan continued to refuse Hattori Heiji with the same reason as before.

"Beautiful thinking!" Hattori Heiji naturally couldn't agree to this condition.

While the two were arguing, Guangyou, who had been drawing on the bedside, said something casually.

"Stop arguing, I feel that the level of both of you is about the same."

As soon as the voice fell, Hattori Heiji and Conan stopped arguing.

The two fell into silence.

"Go to sleep, I have to go to the theme park tomorrow." Guangyou continued to draw, and said to the two without raising his head.

After hearing Kosuke's words, Hattori Heiji thought of the fight he had with Kosuke.

Although he still felt relieved that he had finally found someone who was better than Conan, but compared to just now, that sense of relief was a little less.

"sleep."

He didn't talk to Conan about the topic just now, after Hattori Heiji said something, he changed into pajamas and lay down on the bed.

"Hattori, sleep well at night." Conan recalled the pictures he saw when he woke up the last two times, and reminded him, "Otherwise, you should go to the floor."

"I'll try my best to control it." Hattori Heiji responded casually, and then said, "Okay, go to bed quickly."

Although he didn't quite believe Hattori Heiji's words, Conan didn't say anything more.

After another 10 minutes, Conan and Hattori Heiji had fallen asleep.

Guangyou, who was leaning on the bed and drawing, also stopped his pen, looked at the current time, got up and got out of bed, and put the pencil and notebook back on the desk.

After putting the two things away, Guangyou lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, and smelled the fragrance lingering from the tip of his nose.

Compared with the beginning, this scent has been much weaker.

If you don't calm down, you will definitely not smell it.

This fragrance became weaker and weaker with the passage of time, and Guangyou slowly fell asleep with a smile.

A few hours later, a ray of light pierced the sky, breaking the tranquility of the night.

This ray of light spread around at an extremely fast speed in a short period of time.

Soon, the entire sky was illuminated.

With a round of red sun slowly rising from the horizon, the originally light blue sky was also dyed orange red.

After another hour or so, Guangyou, who was still asleep, frowned slightly.

The next moment, Guangyou opened his eyes, completely waking up from sleep.

He had another dream last night.

However, he did not dream of the sea of ​​flowers.

It was a dream of the past.

At the beginning of the dream, he was still on the bus that was about to explode, holding Xiao Ai and jumping out from the broken window.

As a result, the next moment, his vision became blurred, and when his vision became clear again, he found himself lying on the hospital bed.

Before he could react, he felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing on his face, then he felt itchy on the tip of his nose, and then he felt that the corners of his lips were covered with softness.

At that time, in the dream, he didn't realize what it was, but now that he is awake, he also remembered the scene in the ward.

"Somewhat true." Guangyou half sat on the bed, rubbing his face with his hands.

The feeling in the dream is very real, whether it is the gust of fragrant wind or the rapid heartbeat when the soft ball touches the corner of the lips.

The fragrance that lingered on the tip of his nose last night has completely dissipated.

Turning his head to look out of the window through the gap between the curtains, looking at the golden color in the sky, Guangyou sat on the bed and took a rest for a while.

Then he put on his clothes, got out of bed and opened the door to the living room.

"Get ready for breakfast." Guangyou covered his mouth and yawned. As soon as he walked to the kitchen door, he saw Xiao Ai wearing an apron.

Hearing the movement behind her, Xiao Ai stopped what she was doing and looked back.

Seeing it was Guangyou, Xiao Ai raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said hello, "Good morning."

"Good morning." Guangyou smiled and responded.

(End of this chapter)