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

Chapter 962 Restart

His father never cooks at home.

Therefore, it is he and his wife who are responsible for the food at home.

Before the accident happened, before he knew the truth, he often prepared meals in the kitchen with his wife.

Occasionally he is in charge of cooking, while his wife helps out.

Occasionally, the roles of the two will be reversed, his wife is in charge of cooking, and he is helping out.

The kitchen was filled with laughter from the two of them.

There is nothing for entertainment in the mountains, but the time with family and lover can make him happy and satisfied.

unfortunately
An accident three years ago destroyed all of this.

Whether it is the family he has loved deeply since he was a child, or the woman he met in tennis and fell in love with when he grew up.

It's gone, it's all gone!
The laughter of the past seems to still be echoing in my ears, but people are no longer there, and there are only illusory dreams.

In the past three years, he often dreamed about the days before, the day when he heard those words, and then he woke up suddenly from the dream.

When he woke up, he found that his forehead was covered with sweat.

He even thought about whether he was wrong.

He once told his wife that his father gave him a warm home. He was very grateful to his father and wanted to repay his kindness.

Said more than once.

Therefore, under his influence, his wife is also grateful to his father.

Because of this, the couple has always indulged his father, as long as his father asked, they would try their best to meet it.

If he hadn't met his wife;
If he didn't move here according to his father's idea, but continued to live in downtown Tokyo where it was convenient to see a doctor and buy things;
If his wife is not like him, who has been indulging in his father's unreasonable and willful requests, and refuses directly on the grounds of illness
Will all this be changed?

His wife also has parents, relatives, and friends.

But because of her own affairs, she passed away at such a young age, leaving her parents, relatives, and friends forever.

Willing to be separated from relatives and friends in Tokyo;

I am willing to move with him to this kind of remote mountain where there are few people and life is still very troublesome;
Willing to repay the debt of gratitude with myself.
Such a good person like her should not have such an ending.

Everything is because of him.

"Sorry" Akashi Hiroto was not in a hurry to take out the beer, he just walked back and forth in the small kitchen, saying so.

And the people in the living room did not rush.

Even if he is the murderer in this case, it is enough to make people lament his poor life experience.

Now that he has admitted that he is the murderer, he has not shown any intention of resisting.

There are police officers guarding the outside, although due to geographical reasons, only one or two police officers guard the door, and there is Uncle Maori inside the house.

Getting caught is a foregone conclusion.

Therefore, everyone "indulged" this poor man once.

Agree to let him have a sip of beer before being caught.

Even though he hasn't brought out the beer for a long time now, everyone didn't make a sound to urge him.

However, he won't be allowed to go on like this forever. If time drags on for a long time, he will still use some coercive measures to take him away.

At the table in the living room, Guangyou did not look at Hiroto Akashi in the kitchen like everyone else, but picked up the teacup, took a sip, and sighed:
"Oh, what a pity."

"If he has some connections and can contact me before, maybe I will take this order and help him get it done without him being responsible."

He really felt sorry for Akashi Hiroto.

Just because an old bastard like Yanfu Akashi spent more than ten years of his time in it, it's not worth it.

How nice to let him deal with it professionally.

Absolutely clean and neat, and will not involve Hiroto Akashi.

However, ordinary people can't get in touch with people like him.

What he said was a bit inappropriate.

Hearing this, Xiao Ai flicked the book for a moment, but she didn't turn it over. She raised her head and looked at Guangyou beside her, and asked softly:

"Are you still in touch with those things?"

"No." Guangyou also looked at Xiao Ai, shook his head, and said, "It's hard to get out, why do you want to go back?"

"En." Xiao Ai got the answer, but she still didn't take her eyes off Guangyou, as if she was still waiting for something.

"What's more, I now have a reason to come out and never go in again."

When saying these words, Guangyou was still looking at Xiaoai.

There is still a curve from the heart on the corner of his mouth.

"Start again?" Xiao Ai asked calmly.

"Start again." Guangyou responded with an affirmative tone.

"En." Xiao Ai nodded, then lowered her head and continued to read, and then she said, "For you, starting over is the best choice."

"Well, I know." Guangyou liked the feeling of being cared about by someone he cared about, and the arc rose a little bit.

After taking a sip of the warm water in the teacup, he added another sentence:
"To you too."

"Ah."

Xiao Ai, who was reading a book with her head down, was the same as Guangyou, with a smile on her lips.

She also likes the feeling of being cared about.

Glancing at the girl with her head down reading a book and a smile on her lips, Guangyou turned her head and took another sip of water with a smile.

Reasons can be complex, but they can also be simple.

That world was not very good, full of the most primitive survival principles:
The weak eat the strong.

Now that he finally managed to escape completely, Guangyou would return to that place only if he had something wrong.

And, like he said.

He has a reason to have to leave that world and doesn't want to go back.

Here, there are people he cares about.

"This vacation is okay. Although something happened, it's okay." Thinking of this, Guangyou drank the water in the glass in one gulp.

At this moment, a mutation arose.

"Mr. Hiroto, what are you going to do!?" Uncle Mori said loudly when he saw Hiroto Akashi's movements in the kitchen.

"Calm down first, and talk if you have something to say!"

...

Time goes back to a few minutes ago.

In the kitchen, Akashi Hiroto was looking at everything in the kitchen, thinking about the past.

The house will also be sealed off after he is taken away.

It must be more than ten years before he comes out.

Can this house withstand the wind and rain of nature and the devastation of more than ten years?
Will he see a ruin then?
Regarding these questions, he already had answers in his heart.

So, while these things were still in memory, he wanted to look at them more, so as not to forget them later.

If it weren't for the conditions, he even wanted to walk around the house, not to miss every corner.

Walking, walking, Akashi Hiroto suddenly felt a little reluctant.

However, he knew he had made a mistake and was about to be arrested.

There are silver handcuffs shining behind him. As long as he walks out of the kitchen, there will be an extra pair of "jewelry" on his hand.

And he deserves it.

He couldn't keep walking in the kitchen.

In a few minutes at most, he would have to go out.

Thinking of this, Akashi Hiroto stopped doing things and took out the beer he should have taken out of the cabinet.

"Pfft~"

The can was opened, Akashi Hiroto looked at the foam coming out of the mouth of the can, and then he took a sip into his mouth.

The bitter beer flowed down his throat, as if flowing into his heart.

His mood has already calmed down a lot.

This time his tears were very honest, not only did they not flow out, they didn't even appear in his eyes.

It's just that the eye sockets are slightly red and the nose is sore.

Just as he was about to take another sip, something on the table caught his attention.

Holding the beer can in his hand, he stood there, a little dazed.

Then, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand, and pulled out a knife from the knife holder.

The blade shone with a frightening coldness under the light.

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(End of this chapter)