i'm not a detective

Chapter 42 What is the purpose of life?
Takeshi Qihara copied his hands and looked around on the first floor of Matsuuchi's house, even going in to the kitchen.Qing Jian Liuli couldn't sit still anymore, and took a peek at Nakano Eri, who was sitting still, carefully got up and followed behind Takeshi Qihara's buttocks, followed him to look around, and used the skill acquired before - hot reading technique, to learn from the living environment On the other hand, analyze something.

Of course, after going around the first floor, she didn't analyze anything. She only thought that Songnei's house was more beautifully furnished than hers. Songneixue was indeed from a big family, and her aesthetic taste was at least better than her mother's wild man who ran from Xiongshou Mountain. Go two streets.

She followed Takeshi Qihara to the second floor, and found that there were two beds in the Matsunai couple's bedroom, which was very similar to her home. Her parents also slept in separate beds, but this could not be used as evidence of disharmony between husband and wife. The situation is very common in Japan, it is said that this is conducive to adequate rest.

Of course, this is only possible if the room is big enough. The poor ghost couples just need to squeeze together honestly, and they can't share the bed.

Takeshi Qiyuan walked around the bed for half a circle, opened the door of the changing room with great interest and looked at it for a while, took off a men's suit and compared it to himself, put it aside, and twirled another The material of the women's pajamas, looked around, then turned around and went to the dressing table to take a closer look, and took a bottle of perfume and sprayed it into the air to smell the smell.

"Be honest, just look at it, don't make a mess, there is no manners at all." Qingjian Liuli muttered, followed his ass to clean up, and now reached out to grab the perfume bottle, forgetting the "superficial assistant plan" ", I was very upset-his behavior was seriously inconsistent with the education she had received since she was a child, and she couldn't bear it.

Takeshi Qiyuan shrugged, stroked her chin and left, she packed up the mess and hurried to follow.

Next to the bedroom is the study room, with large windows, plenty of light, shiny wooden floors, a large mahogany desk, and a large bookshelf full of books.

As soon as Qiyuan Wujin entered the door, his eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to the bookshelf to browse the spine of the book, reached out and took out a book, stood there and opened it for a closer look.Seeing that Liuli's heart tightened, Qing immediately leaned over and tiptoed to read with him, but he turned the page as soon as he read a line, couldn't understand at all, and bent over again Looking at the title of the book, I found that it was called "Shan Zhi Huo Mi Ji".

What the hell is Shanzhihuo?

She tiptoed to look at the content again, and murmured back half a sentence that Jinghong saw at a glance, "In the wild of Aomori, there are mountains and gray dances, chestnuts grow in clusters, grayish yellow in color, edible, delicious, common people..."

She didn't understand, and couldn't help asking, "What does this mean?"

"It's a kind of mushroom called Huiwu. It should be the same species as modern Maitake and Grifola frondosa. It is produced in the mountains at the junction of Aomori Prefecture and Akita County. Um... it should refer to Mount Baishen, on Mount Baishen You can find it if you find a chestnut tree, and the taste looks pretty good, I haven't tasted it yet." Qiyuan Wu was concentrating on watching, and smacked his lips while talking.

Qing Jian Liuli was even more surprised, confused: "What does this have to do with the case? Aren't we investigating the case? Why do you care about mushrooms?"

Qiyuan Wu turned a deaf ear and said casually: "You don't understand."

Qing Jian Liuli endured it, after all, the "Superficial Assistant Project" needs to be more well-behaved, but she couldn't help it, and said unhappily: "I don't understand, obviously you are very weird."

Qi Yuanwu was still flipping through the book quickly, and said calmly: "Then what do you think people are alive for?"

"People live for..." Qingjian Liuli was stunned, she had never thought about this question, she was in a daze for a while before hesitatingly said, "Is it to become a person who is helpful to others?"

"Wrong, people live in order not to miss it, to keep experiencing and experiencing it." Takeshi Qiyuan started talking nonsense, "For example, the moonlight is beautiful, but we have never seen it carefully, and we have never seriously appreciated it. It's a pity. Another example, Youdao food looks delicious, but we don't taste it, and we don't experience the beauty. If we remember it when we are dying, our life will not be complete.

Our life is very short, so we must cherish it, so we must try our best not to leave any regrets, not to miss any wonderful moments, and learn to enjoy life.Just like this gray mushroom, if I wasn't reading this book now, how would I know that there is such a wonderful thing in this world, I can't get it and taste it, I just missed it, what a pity..."

Seeing that Liuli was dizzy, she didn't know where she was for a while, and felt that what Qi Yuanwu said seemed to make sense, but at the same time seemed to be unreasonable. It is right to cherish life, but people live in this world just to eat some mushrooms. the moon?
She hesitated and asked, "What about the case? Also, why do we discuss the philosophy of life?"

"The case?" Takeshi Qiyuan straightened his expression. After all, he couldn't experience anything without money, so he immediately closed the book and handed it to her, and said seriously, "This book has a lot to do with the case, and it has a very serious suspicion. Take it back and torture it carefully."

He didn't give up after taking a copy, and then reached out and took out "Fresh of the River" and "Flavour of the Sea" on the bookshelf and handed them to her together, "These two books are also very suspicious, and they are most likely to be accomplices, so take them away together !"

Seeing Liuli holding the book, she looked at him in disbelief, her little heart ached with anger, she didn't expect that he could break the lower limit, he wanted to use power for personal gain in every case, and wanted to prostitute the victim's book for nothing.

She couldn't control the scorching breath from her nose, and said angrily: "We are here to investigate the case, you can't do this, it's wrong!"

Qiyuan Wu was still looking for books he hadn't read, stuffing them into her arms one by one, and said indifferently: "This is investigating a case."

"It's not at all. You can't just take other people's things." Qing Jian Liuli has her own persistence, and she can't watch him run on the road of crime, and then put the book on the shelf, and said without fear, "You I'm not afraid even if you turn around and torment me, since I am your assistant, I am obliged to correct your mistakes, now you go to investigate the case, or I will tell Miss Nakano and let her deal with you!"

"It's really investigating the case."

"What does that have to do with the case?"

Takeshi Qiyuan became serious, and said softly: "I know Yuto Matsushita from the side. His hobby is probably reading. The books he read are very miscellaneous. From the anecdotes of celebrities in the Momoyama era to the biography of the astronomer Kepler, you can read them easily. My travel miscellaneous notes to the prohibited private prints found at second-hand stalls, from Renaissance oil painting albums to islander aboriginal painting illustrations, there are all kinds of types, so I want to read books I haven’t read and learn more about them Give him a look, maybe you can find relevant clues."

You don't have to quibble, you just want to whore other people's books for nothing!

Qiyuan Wu said a lot, and his eyes were very sincere. It was enough to send him to the men's public relations club as a jerk to deceive Obasan, but Qingjian Liuli knew him well now, and she couldn't believe a single punctuation mark, but she I also don't want to quarrel with him loudly, after all, it's in someone else's house, so it's not very good.

She hesitated for a moment and gave in, thinking that if he could find the murderer who killed Yuuto Matsuuchi, Yuuto Matsuuchi would not mind lending him the book to read for a few days, and said depressedly: "It's fine to have a look, but you You can't leave the book, you have to return it to someone after you finish reading it."

"When did I say I can't return it? I'm not a thief, so why would I take other people's things for nothing? Besides, what's the use of asking for it after I've finished reading the book? Remember to send it back to Mrs. Songnei when the time comes." Takeshi Qiyuan said again He took out the book, stuffed it into her arms, and said with a smile, "Remember it, it's your responsibility if you forget it, you stole it!"

This is a nuisance!

Qing saw that Liuli was so angry that she wanted to throw the book on his head, but she didn't dare, after all, she was acting as a superficial assistant, and the overall situation was the top priority, so she could only put a dark face on him and let him stuff it into his arms, and finally held more than ten books , pouted and followed him to the desk.

Takeshi Qihara sat down behind the desk, first pulled out a copper globe decoration, and then began to check the desk, flipping through the manuscripts of Matsuuchi Yuto, but Matsuuchi Yuto mainly writes in magazines, and there are not many left at home .

Wu Qiyuan took ten lines at a glance, sat down at the table after flipping through, fell into deep thought, tapped the table with his fingers rhythmically, Qing Jian Liuli waited for a while with the book in his arms, then calmed down, and asked curiously: "Did you find anything?"

Qi Yuanwu came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, Matsuuchi Yuki didn't kill him."

Qing Jian Liuli was taken aback: "Is this sure?"

Qiyuan Wu glanced at her, and said directly: "Let a psychic medium of my level walk around the house at will, and I still can't see how the relationship between the couple is, so I can change careers directly. There are some minor problems with the relationship between the couple. , does not rule out the possibility of divorce in the future, but up to the time of the incident, Matsuuchi still has a lot of affection for her husband, and it is impossible to intentionally kill him."

Qing Jian Liuli was stunned for a moment, and now she believed in Qiyuan Takeshi's judgment, even though his character was flawed, she didn't question anything, she just murmured: "Then who could be the criminal? The police have already ruled out the other suspects." ..."

"Keep looking. The police must have been negligent. It's useless for them to rule it out." Takeshi Qiyuan was also a little disappointed. If Matsuuchi was the murderer, the money would be very easy this time. There is no good way, I can only continue to spend time, but it's okay, at least I didn't run in vain and got a few good books.

He got up and shook his head, "Let's go, go down, let's talk to Mrs. Songne."

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Takeshi Qihara went downstairs with Qingjian Ruri, Matsushita Yuki and Nakano Eri were drinking tea quietly, seeing that they were finally willing to come down, the first time they cast their eyes on Qingjian Ruri, they all noticed that Qingjian Ruri was holding a large stack of books, Together, they looked puzzled.

Qiyuan Takeshi smiled at Matsunai Xue: "Sorry, I want to check these books in detail, please don't mind."

Qing saw that Liuli was not as thick-skinned as him, and her little face turned red when she was seen, so she whispered, "Don't worry, I'll send it back for him right after the inspection, it won't be too long, he reads very fast."

"It's okay, if it's too troublesome, you can stay." Song Neixue didn't care about a dozen old books at all, and she didn't care about burning all the books on that shelf if she could end this nightmare.

She looked at Qiyuan Takeshi, and asked politely: "Qihara-san, what do you want to talk about this time? The police have looked for me many times, and the police know everything I know."

Takeshi Qiyuan sat down on the sofa opposite her, poured himself a cup of tea, first glanced at the fine-textured Sabami Shaofen Yin Tang Caoxian teacup, then lightly sniffed the tea, took another sip, and exclaimed: "Good tea , tea is the taste of tea soup, flowers are the soul of tea soup, madam, your taste is very good."

Song Neixue looked at the teapot, and said hesitantly, "You're flattering yourself, this... it's just an ordinary scented tea bought from a supermarket."

"But the quality is still very good, and you are very good at picking tea." Takeshi Qiyuan smiled and put down the teacup, getting back to business, and said seriously, "You and Songnai-san have often quarreled recently, right? Before Songnai-san was killed, did you just quarrel? "

As soon as he said this, Qingjian Liuli was startled immediately, and Nakano Eri held up his glasses, the lens flashed white, and his eyes became sharper, staring at Matsuuchi Yuki firmly - before Matsuuchi Yuki submitted it to the police In his testimony, he did not mention that the husband and wife had just quarreled.

Song Neixue's face turned pale again in an instant, she opened her mouth to speak but didn't know what to say for a while.

She did not tell the police that she had a cold war with her husband, because it was unnecessary, and it had nothing to do with her husband's murder, but now that it is known for no reason, the suspicion is probably even greater...

She took a deep breath and said very seriously: "In the past year, there have indeed been some problems between me and Matsuuchi-kun, but please believe me, I will never hurt him."

Qi Yuanwu nodded lightly and said: "I believe you, I'm just asking to confirm that you really won't hurt him, and now I can really confirm it completely."

Song Neiyuki was about to explain why she didn't mention the cold war with her husband before. It was a private matter between the husband and wife, and no third person knew about it. Hearing him say that suddenly, the words were suppressed, and he hesitated: "You trust me?"

Qi Yuanwu smiled and said: "Yes, it is inevitable for husband and wife to be angry. No couple dare say that they have never quarreled, but you love him, I believe you will not hurt him, at least you will not intentionally murder him. Besides, you have always tried to be a good and understanding wife, and when you quarreled with Song Nai-sang, it was almost because he was sulking out of nowhere, and you just wanted to explain him, and you can't blame him at all."

Song Neiyuki stared blankly at Qiyuan Wu for a while, and asked, "You...how did you know?" She couldn't figure out why Qiyuan Wu went around her house, even the absolute privacy between their husband and wife Got it, there shouldn't be a third person in this world who knows all of this.

"For professional reasons, I work part-time as a psychic. You can come to me anytime you need it in the future." Qiyuan Wu smiled and didn't explain much. Now is not the time, and instead said, "Mrs. I will come to harass you again, please rest at ease and sleep well, or your body will collapse, but now please work harder and repeat the scene of the day of the crime."

"Repeat?"

"Yes, how did you do it then, do it again now."

Matsuuchi now has some inexplicable confidence in the high school student Qiyuan Takeshi, and after a little hesitation, she changed positions and said: "At that time, I was sitting here watching TV and waiting for Matsuuchi-kun to get off work. He had a meeting that night, usually Will be back around ten o'clock..."

"Wait a minute! The page will..." Qingjian Liuli flipped through the small book, she remembered seeing this word in the briefing of the case before, but she couldn't remember what it meant.

Matsuuchi glanced at her, and explained softly: "It's the layout meeting before the magazine's release. Although Matsuuchi-kun is a reporter, he is in charge of the art column alone. He needs to work with the editors to determine the content of the current issue."

"Ah, yes, please continue." Qingjian Liuli found the excerpts from last night, and the pages will be held regularly every month. The police judged that the murderer knew this long ago, and suspected the editors, reporters, and employees of the magazine. After a round, none of them had a motive for committing the crime.

"Not long after the evening theater started, I heard something moving in the yard." Song Neixue got up and went to the entrance to open the door, which was very close, only a few steps away, and continued, "But the TV was a bit loud at the time, I heard Matsuuchi-kun's voice, but I wasn't sure, so I went to the door to check."

Speaking of this, her face completely lost all color. It is estimated that the impact of that scene was very strong, and she had a psychological shadow. "As soon as I opened the door, I saw Matsuuchi-kun collapsed not far from the door, his body was covered in blood."

"And then?" Qiyuan Wu asked.

"At that time... At that time, I was terrified and panicked. I didn't know what to do. I called for help. Then I came here and knelt down to help Matsuuchi-kun seal the wound, but he had too many wounds. His body, neck There was blood everywhere on the ground, I didn't know where to press, and finally covered the wound on his neck." Song Neixue tried hard to maintain calm, and slowly narrated the scene of that night, which was basically consistent with the testimony she submitted before , with only a slight difference in wording.

Finally, she knelt down on the ground, pointed obliquely at the sky above the Penhe River, and said blankly: "Matsuuchi-kun was... at that time... he couldn't speak, he kept looking at me, raised his hand and pointed there, but There was nothing there, it was pitch black and I didn’t see anything, I couldn’t think of what he wanted to say, and later Police Officer Xianggu kindly told me that Matsuuchi-kun might mean that the murderer jumped into the river and escaped, so that I don’t have to Thinking wildly, the police have given up on this clue, but I feel... I don’t know, I don’t think it should be, but it’s just a feeling, and I don’t know if it’s right.”

Takeshi Qiyuan looked in the direction she pointed, and saw that the sky was blue, and clouds like cotton candy were drifting slowly by, looking peaceful and peaceful.

Other than that, nothing.

(End of this chapter)