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

Chapter 828
Fifteen minutes later, the last float drove towards the second half, and the surrounding tourists dispersed one after another.

But there are still some tourists who stop in place, look down at the photos they just took, and then share them with their companions.

Among them was Guangyou.

"Actually, I think these photos are pretty good." Guangyou flipped through the photo album with his head down, talking to Xiao Ai without looking up.

"People are a little blurry." Xiao Ai interrupted Guangyou's movement, pointing to the photo on the phone screen.

In that photo, Xiao Ai is okay, but Guangyou is blurred.

And Kwang Woo was still smiling when taking the photo.

It was a good photo at first, but it was made a little weird by the blurred Guangyou.

"It's something that can't be helped." Guangyou glanced at Xiao Ai in the photo again, not caring that he had become blurred.

He didn't want that either.

But when I took the photo just now, I didn't know who it was, but I bumped into him suddenly, so he became blurred in the photo.

After complaining, Guangyou was about to delete the photo of "smiling until blurred".

"Actually, this one looks quite interesting." Guangyou glanced at himself in that photo, and couldn't help laughing.

Just when he was about to press the delete button, Xiao Ai interrupted his action.

Then, Guangyou heard Xiao Ai say: "Send me this one too, I'll use it as a computer desktop."

"." Guangyou was silent for a moment.

Can this kind of black history survive?
One side is Xiao Ai, and the other side is his dark history.

At this moment, a balance seemed to appear in Guangyou's heart.

Seemingly seeing what Guangyou was thinking, Xiao Ai suddenly remembered something, leaned closer to Guangyou, and whispered in his ear.

"I still have the photo of you wearing it."

She didn't say it was that photo, but Kwang-woo understood what she meant.

"Ahem. Don't mention that photo." Guangyou looked up at Xiao Lan and He Ye who were at the scene at the time, and was relieved to see that they were also discussing the photo they took just now.

"Actually, I don't want to."

"But you still did it." Xiao Ai had a smile on her lips, as if she was determined to eat Guangyou.

The fact is indeed the case, Guangyou actually didn’t think this photo was that bad, but felt that he looked a bit magical with the “fuzzy smile”.

"Okay, I'll send it to you later." Guangyou looked compromised, and continued flipping through the photo album after speaking.

After watching in place for a few minutes, Hattori Heiji was a little helpless, seeing that a few people didn't intend to stop, he urged.

"Are you going back yet?"

"What's the rush! Just look at the photos." Kazuha looked dissatisfied at Hattori Heiji, and put away the phone.

"I have plenty of time for you to watch when I go back." Hattori Heiji snapped back.

Xiaolan on the side came out again to ease the atmosphere, "Okay, He Ye, it's getting late, let's go back and take a look."

"En." He Ye nodded and responded.

"Let's go, let's go back." Guangyou has almost finished organizing the photos, deleting what should be deleted and keeping what should be kept.

Most of the photos are kept, and the deleted photos are those that cannot be seen at all, such as two people are blurred.

Or overexposure or something.

The rest stayed.

"Finally I can go back." Conan covered his mouth with his hand and yawned.

He feels that he basically has no sense of existence today.

During the day, I watched the merry-go-round horse, didn’t go to the haunted house, basically paddled the bumper car all the way, and watched from the side when I was catching dolls.

Didn't buy any souvenirs in the gift shop either.

If Xiaolan hadn't pulled him to take a photo during the float parade, Conan wouldn't have known anything to prove that he had been here.

Unlike when I came, I came to kill the hour before the float parade, but now I want to go back.

It was getting late, so the group quickened their pace.

Ten minutes later, Guangyou and his party walked out of the theme park.

I stopped a taxi on the side of the road, got in the car and told the driver the destination, and the group started to do their own things.

The front passenger, Hattori Heiji hugged Conan.

Most of the topics between the two of them could not be known to He Ye and the others, so they kept silent after getting into the car, without saying a word.

Compared with them, the back row is much "livelier".

After getting in the car, He Ye continued to discuss in a low voice with Xiao Lan the photos he just took.

After Guangyou got into the car and sat firmly, he packed and sent the photos to Xiaoai's mailbox.

Afterwards, the two didn't talk about anything, Guangyou patted himself on the shoulder, although he didn't speak, Xiao Ai still understood what he meant.

Leaning his body, leaning his head on Guangyou's shoulder, he slowly closed his eyes, as if he was resting.

After watching Xiao Ai for a while, Guangyou also closed his eyes, put his hands on his cheeks, and assumed a posture of resting.

Many tourists left after watching the float parade, and many of them were driving cars, which caused Guangyou and his party to be stuck on the road near the park for a while.

But the traffic jam wasn't too severe, and the road became smooth after a few minutes.

Because it was too late, Uncle Mao Li called Xiaolan on the way.

"Xiaolan, haven't you come back yet? Do you need me to pick you up?"

"No need, Dad, you should go to bed early, we are already on our way." Xiaolan looked through the window and looked at the scenery outside.

"We're going to Mihua Town soon, and we'll be back in about 10 minutes. Go to bed early."

"Okay." Uncle Mao Li said a few more words before hanging up the phone.

After another 10 minutes, the taxi stopped downstairs of the office.

"Xiao Ai, I'm home." Guangyou squeezed Xiao Ai's hand lightly, and woke Xiao Ai softly, "Go back to sleep."

"Yeah..." Xiao Ai reached out and rubbed her sleepy eyes, nodded, and responded lazily.

After letting Xiao Ai sit on the seat for a while, Guangyou pulled her out of the car.

After Hattori Heiji settled the bill, the group went upstairs.

"The police car is so cool, there is no traffic jam, and it doesn't cost money." Hattori Heiji thought of the nearly [-] yen fare just now, and felt a little heartbroken.

Japan's transportation costs are very expensive, especially taxis, which cost nearly [-] yen for a half-hour journey.

Still comfortable in Osaka, he can call a police car with just one phone call. Not only does it look cool, it attracts attention, and most importantly, there is no fare.

"It's just you who don't take it seriously." Guangyou's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help complaining, "I've seen you use a police car as a taxi."

"I think it's pretty good." Hattori Heiji thought nothing of it, "The police car is so handsome, you don't have to worry about traffic jams at all."

"Ha ha."

(End of this chapter)