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

Chapter 961 Vent
"By the way, if that's the case, then the light cord in his bedroom is." Uncle Mao Li said aloud after a moment of silence.

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant, and Akashi Hiroto naturally knew it too. He continued to look at the fishing knot on the light rope and said:

"Yeah, only the light cord was attached by my father himself. He doesn't like us touching things in his room."

"That knot was simply tied by him, and I can't untie it at all."

"So, I can only cut the light cord with scissors."

"If the knot in that lamp-line was a fishing knot my wife made."

Tears flowed from the depths of his love, Hiroto Akashi did not suppress his turbulent heart, allowing his eyes to become moist, his nose sore, and his vision blurred.

Under the light, the crystal tears reflected the shimmer.

The voice from Akashi Hiroto's mouth was trembling, and he said intermittently:
"If that knot is my wife's fishing knot."

"I might"

"I may not be able to cut that light cord."

When he said this, Hiroto Akashi's eyes were already filled with tears.

Now he can only see the halo of the lights, the blurred figures, and the outline of the furniture in his own living room.

He frowned tightly, trying not to let the tears flow.

But when he said the next sentence, the tears that had accumulated in his eyes for a long time flowed down his dark cheeks in an unruly manner.

"Maybe."

"Maybe it won't happen this time."

After speaking, he closed his eyes, as if the tears would not flow out.

But things backfired, and even though he didn't want to, tears still oozed from the slits in his eyelids and dripped onto his clothes.

It also dripped on the hearts of everyone.

No one will laugh or ridicule this man who can choose to give up revenge because of a knot that all fishing enthusiasts know.

Most of the people present felt that he was pitiful and hateful.

Poor is speaking of those things that happened to him:
His beloved wife died of illness, and it was his respected father who caused all this to happen.

The father's betrayal, originally thought that the unreasonable and willful reasons put forward by the father were the evidence that the father regarded him as his own son.

In the end, he just wanted to use him.

"If... if my father just treats me as a 'toy', I will be very sad, maybe I will leave quietly"

"However, I will never do something like today."

"My wife...she is innocent!"

In the eyes of everyone, Akashi Hiroto closed his eyes tightly, clenched his fists, and shouted loudly, as if to vent.

After venting, I felt powerless for a while.

Because everything has already happened.

His wife has been dead for three years.

Even if there is no cremation, it has already become a pile of bones without temperature.

Because he realized this, Akashi Hiroto, a man in his 30s, cried very sadly.

Silently, but his tears could not stop flowing down.

At this time, Akashi Hiroto's emotions have collapsed.

Everyone in the living room was silent.

Unlike everyone else, Guangyou only felt that he was pitiful.

It is not his choice to be born, nor is it his choice to be adopted.

What he can choose is to move out to live with his wife as a normal father and son after he becomes an adult, and go back to visit occasionally.

Or in order to repay the original adoption, give up some things,
There is no doubt that the affectionate Akashi Hiroto chose the latter.

The person he loves also chose the latter because of love.

In the deep mountains, there is no feasting, no high-end restaurants, and even to go to the supermarket to buy things, you have to walk three kilometers.

But his wife still chose to follow him.

In the end there was an accident.

In Guangyou's eyes, Hiroto Akashi and his wife are very pitiful, and the only one who hates him is Yanfu Akashi who treats others as tools.

"Death is worthless."

This is Guangyou's evaluation of Yan Fu Akashi.

The living room fell into silence again, and the clock on the wall was still ticking, but it was different from before.

There were more men's low whimpers.

This time it was a real whimper, and it was a whimper that came out of extreme grief.

However, after all, it is impossible to make him cry all the time, Akashi Hiroto knows this very well.

Because of his affairs, it has been delayed for a long time.

The truth of the case has come to light, and his "prey" has also been found by the "hunter".

Now, it's time to leave.

The whimpering gradually weakened, and it took some time for Akashi Hiroto to calm down a little bit - at least he didn't cry like before.

He raised his head and faced everyone with his face soaked in tears without hesitation.

Afterwards, Akashi Hiroto said to everyone with such a face: "Sorry, I couldn't control myself just now."

"It's okay, I understand." Uncle Maori said out loud.

Not too many words, just such a simple sentence.

"Thank you." Akashi Hiroto turned his head to look at Yamamura Cao who had been standing aside and said in a deep voice, "Officer, let's go."

"Oh, oh." Then Yamamura took out the handcuffs from his pocket, ready to handcuff Hiroto Akashi and take him away.

"Officer, if possible, please wait a moment." Hiroto Akashi suddenly said as if he had thought of something.

"What's the matter?" Yamamura stopped his movements, the handcuffs on his hands had been unlocked, and the silver light was shining under the light.

"I, I want to have a sip of wine." Akashi Hiroto was like an alcoholic obsessed with drinking, and he wanted to have one last sip before being caught.

"." Yamamura didn't respond, he turned his head subconsciously, and glanced at his reliable senior - Mori Kogoro.

"Let him drink it." Uncle Maoli thought for a while, but nodded in agreement. He saw Hiroto Akashi crying like this for his dead wife, and it was impossible to remain calm.

After all, in some respects, he is the same as Hiroto Akashi.

"However, Mr. Hiroto." Uncle Mori agreed, but he still had to give Hiroto Akashi a vaccination first.

"It's dark now, and the road outside is not easy to walk."

A thoughtless remark made Shancun Cao a little puzzled.

"What is Mr. Mao Li talking about?" Yamamura Cao didn't understand the meaning of Uncle Mao Li's words.

The house was surrounded by forest, and it was dark, so it was really hard to walk.

But what does it have to do with what's going on now?

He didn't understand, but someone in the living room did.

Apart from Conan, Guangyou and the others, Hiroto Akashi, who made Uncle Mori say this, certainly understood the meaning of this sentence.

This is to keep him from thinking about running away.

However, this is what Uncle Maori thought too much.

He didn't want to escape, and he had nowhere to escape.

His home has long since disappeared, three years ago.

Even if he escapes, where can he escape to?

"I think it's more comfortable to ride in a car." Hiroto Akashi responded in the same way.

"That's good." Uncle Maori nodded.

After getting the consent, Hiroto Akashi took a deep breath, got up and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

He wasn't an alcoholic, and he didn't even drink much.

But sometimes in order to cook, in order to satisfy his father's occasional desire to drink, there are still a few cans in stock at home.

When he came to the kitchen, Akashi Hiroto did not rush to take out the beer, but scanned the entire kitchen.

From the pots and pans to the stove for cooking, to the sink next to washing dishes and vegetables, and even the shelf where the seasonings are placed, he also swept them one by one.

As if to engrave everything in the kitchen deeply in my mind.

(End of this chapter)