i'm not a detective

Chapter 52 I've had a flash of insight through lamb ribs

Takeshi Qihara remained silent in the car, because he didn't see the bullshit, and he still couldn't find anything suspicious in the face of the authenticity, so he was directly dragged by Nakano Eri to the sheep ball house for the final evidence investigation.

After Eri Nakano showed his ID, Immaruya immediately provided a takeaway order record, and found a large list of names of the Uchii family on it. It seems that the Uchii family is a regular customer of Immaruya. After the incident, I often order the takeaway from this restaurant at night, feeling suspicious that I can’t get enough of it, but this certainly cannot be used as evidence.

Even Kiyomi Ruri and Nakano Eri have speculated about the forged alibi, asking the clerk if they saw Kazuo Hiradan at the time, it was still useless-it's normal for the clerk not to see Kazuo Hiradan, whoever ordered a takeaway would ask for a delivery The takeaway clerk goes in and sits down and eats and drinks together?
As for looking for clues from the izakaya, soup room, and taxi that Uchii and Hirakan visited that night, the scalp is numb just thinking about it. It has been three weeks. Who can remember what time the two ordinary guests left?
Prosecutors dare not use this kind of evidence at all, and lawyers can detain the police as a suspect of inducing memory with their backhands.

The case seemed to be at a standstill, and Eri Nakano didn't know what else to do next. He looked at his watch and found that it was past five o'clock. Then he saw that Takeshi Qihara hadn't spoken. He thought that he had been hit, and his voice was rarely soft: " It's almost dinner time, do you want to eat here?"

"Miss Nakano wants a treat?" Takeshi Qihara immediately raised his head and smelled the smell of the sheep ball house, then turned his head to look at the sanitary conditions, and asked the female shop assistant with great concern, "Is the sheep today?"

"We are a century-old store, and we slaughter sheep on a regular basis every day. The lamb is definitely the freshest, and customers can rest assured." The female shop assistant immediately assured.

After hearing this, Takeshi Qihara hesitated, and pondered: "It doesn't sound very reliable. Hirano has only been established in 81 years, and you are a century-old shop?"

The female clerk said earnestly: "Our general has inherited it from our grandparents for four generations. Hirano has been selling yokan soup here since it was a small town. It is really a century-old shop."

The century-old Qiyuan Takeshi is still very interesting, and I decided to try it immediately.

The female clerk immediately greeted them warmly to sit down, asked them to order, brought hot towels, barley tea, and three bowls of milky white light soup, and said courteously: "The pre-dinner soup passed down by our general ancestors, slightly The acid is very appetizing, please use it slowly for the three guests, and the dinner will be served after a while."

Takeshi Qiyuan has always been very careful when eating out, and he dared not go to the kitchen to take a look, chasing an invisible one. Now he is very interested in looking at the soup, picks it up, tastes it carefully, tastes the taste, and then takes out a pen and paper I started to write, and after I wrote two words, the nib of the pen was blocked again, and I was about to let the automatic fountain pen machine run it, but the automatic fountain pen machine had already delivered a delicate pen with a blank expression——Qingjian Liuli knew that this kind of unlucky thing must have happened a long time ago And the second time, I have already consciously carried a pen with me.

Takeshi Qiyuan glanced at the ordinary fountain pen in distaste, but didn't bother her any more. He wrote two lines and tasted a product of mutton soup. You generals, tell him again, I don’t like lamb ribs that are too old, I have to choose lamb, and my taste is relatively bland, as for the seasoning..."

He was babbling and explaining endlessly, Qing Jian Liuli shyly said to Nakano Eri in embarrassment: "He is just like that, very delicate and picky, Miss Nakano don't mind."

Eri Nakano straightened her glasses, and a disapproving white light flashed across the lenses. In fact, the one she was serving was even worse. He was a different kind of Japanese, like having a feud with water. Unless he was going to meet important people, he would never touch the water. She found that guy picking his feet secretly in the office several times, but she never told anyone about it—Wu Teng'an was of average blood, but he was about to retire, he was a senior in the police station, even if he was sloppy Well, even the director can't scold him face to face, and everyone else has to endure it.

Comparing the two, Takeshi Qiyuan is only picky and has a bad personality, which is already very good, at least it is clean and has no strange smell, and it is a hundred times better than Wu Teng'an, an elderly divorced sloppy man.

Nakano Eri didn't say anything, but felt that Qing Jian Ruri was too young, and a white light of contempt flashed on his glasses.

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The food came to the table quickly, and Qing Jian Liuli felt a little weird. She was quite sensitive, and always felt that several female shop assistants were secretly observing here from different angles. She looks cautious, but the food is really good. I feel that the quality of this restaurant is very high. All kinds of mutton dishes are tender and delicious, and there is almost no smell. I want to go back and ask her mother to bring her again.

Takeshi Qihara's food is not bad, the taste is good, the century-old restaurant specializes in mutton dishes, and taking advantage of the developed farming industry in Hirano, there is indeed something, even if there are not many things, but it can still make do.

If you are too lazy to cook someday, you can order food from here... Well, you can have your assistant rush to pick it up, and you can save some food delivery fees.

They ate together for a while, and Qing saw that Liuli's little mouth was greasy from eating, and started chatting, and asked Qi Yuanwu: "You have also read the original work, did you find any flaws just now?"

Eri Nakano immediately looked over with concern, while Takeshi Qihara ate the lamb ribs slowly, and said casually, "No."

"What now?"

"Think of a way slowly, and see if there is any other way to open up the situation." Takeshi Qiyuan must produce results after collecting the money. It can't be seen that it is a fake, and he is already considering going the wrong way. Set him up, so that he doesn't call himself, and don't worry at all-he used to set up the real bastard fat sheep, and spent several months and a year on and off. Today is not without gains. I looked at the painting up close and confirmed a guess, which will be of great use later.

Qing saw Liuli but was very anxious. After all, the case dragged on for too long. When she wrote it in the novel later, the pace would be too procrastinated. I am afraid that the sense of reading will drop sharply. She couldn't help but began to actively provide inspiration again, muttering: "Song Nei When Hiroto was killed, he pointed to the sky. There is nothing worth noting about the daytime sky. I always feel that the night sky in the painting is very suspicious. Have you really looked at it carefully? Maybe we should find an active star map and compare it carefully by month... "

Qiyuan Wu sucked his fingers and signaled Qingjian Liuli to pour tea for him. By the way, he cleaned up the trash on the desktop, and said casually: "No need, there are three kinds of star maps now, one is the active star map for beginners like you, and the other is There is a professional all-sky star map, and there is another kind of human-shaped self-propelled star map. I have identified every star in the picture. Unless the brightness level is too low, it doesn’t matter whether you draw it or not. Otherwise, it is basically the same as the current sky. Consistent, no flaws—Matsuuchi Yuto pointed to the sky before he died, of course I will take a second look at all the sky in the painting, I confirmed yesterday that there is no problem."

Look at you crazy, return the human-shaped self-propelled star map, it seems that you are the only smart in the world...

Qing Jian Liuli complained in her heart while clearing the table and changing the hot tea for him, but she didn't give up, she thought about it and said: "Then I remember a similar case in a mystery novel, it seems that there are too many cases in a painting. A small star, but it was identified as a fake by a clever detective, is it similar to the current situation, there is really no more star in the painting?"

Takeshi Qiyuan bowed his head and continued to eat: "I told you that it is absolutely impossible to have any more stars. You are talking about the forgery of 3000 million famous paintings. The Van Buren supernova in 1858 appeared in the famous paintings of the 17th century, but that It's just a fiction, it's fabricated, and it's impossible for something like that to happen in reality."

Qing Jian Liuli wondered: "Why is it impossible? Art comes from life, maybe it is adapted from real events!"

Takeshi Qiyuan glanced at her speechlessly: "There are many kinds of supernovae, and their locations are not necessarily very close to the earth. They are easily blocked by cosmic celestial bodies and cosmic dust. Supernova explosions that can be observed with the naked eye are rare in human history. Count, I don’t remember the name of Van Buren. If the plot in the novel really happened, then can you explain how the person who forged the famous painting painted a supernova that needs an astronomical telescope to be observed into the oil painting? He ate There are too many, and you are painting with a professional-grade astronomical telescope every day?"

"This one……"

Qing saw that Liuli was stunned, and couldn't think of an excuse for a while, but Qiyuan Wu suspected that she was always talking too much, and before letting her go, he slashed casually, "It's the name Van Buren Supernova, it should be The author made it up indiscriminately. In 1858, let alone the naked eye, no supernova explosion was observed with astronomical telescopes. It is very likely that the author found Eta Carinae. The star reached its highest brightness after 1841. It was misunderstood. It's a supernova explosion."

Seeing that Liuli continued to be dumbfounded, Qi Yuanwu waved the half-gnawed lamb ribs again, and continued to chop out without mercy, dealing a series of critical strike damage, "The lines of the novel are also very problematic, although it may be that astronomy was not developed enough at that time. The reason, but 'If you know some common sense about the solar system, you can easily identify that the painting is fake' is still a bit outrageous, I don't even know what to say, the supernova exploded in the solar system, the author was burnt to ashes long ago, editor There is no such outrageous story, so you can save it, the mystery novel is completely useless, I didn’t mention it, I don’t even bother to think about it.”

Seeing that Liuli had broken his defenses, and even suffered continuous blows and internal injuries, there was no reason to argue, his voice was a little sweet, and he said very depressed: "I just want to give you some inspiration, and I didn't say that mystery novels must be right, just Said it was possible..."

Takeshi Qiyuan waved the lamb ribs again, and gave her another blow to the head cruelly, trying to inflict huge injuries, and said lightly: "Stop dreaming of your heroine, if I were the heroine, you can't be the heroine, what do you think? That situation is totally…”

Speaking of this, he was stunned for a while, his brain was numb for a while, as if an electric current was passing through, and for a moment Matsuuchi Yuto pointed to the sky before dying, an inconspicuous book in a certain set of books on the shelf, the life of Ichinose Homo, The notes left by friends of Ichinose Fan, the list of Japanese calendars, and the details in "Okinoshima Four Branch Volumes" are arranged in a straight line and directly connected together.

He had been looking for loopholes in forgery techniques, as well as comparing documents, looking for places in the paintings that did not conform to historical facts, and accidentally drew mistakes. Injury is the real flaw. The forger did not draw something too much, nor did he draw something wrong, but failed the science class and drew something less!

With the fact that this is not a flawed flaw, everything makes sense, and it's no wonder that only Yuuto Matsuuchi found out, and ninety-nine percent of him had just read that book.

Takeshi Qiyuan's brain was electrified for a moment, but his expression remained unchanged, and he continued, "Well, it's completely impossible to appear, so you don't need to think about it. Well, I will teach you so much, now let's eat quietly."

"Wait!" Qing Jian Liuli stared at his face suspiciously and said, "Something is wrong, did you think of something just now?"

"No." Takeshi Qiyuan continued to gnaw on the bones, enjoying the tender mutton.

"No, you must have thought of something!" Qing Jian Liuli looked more and more suspicious, and said with certainty, "When you usually teach me, you speak very fast, you can't wait to say two hundred words in a second, and you never get stuck. But you got stuck just now, and you got stuck for a long time, you must have thought of the key to solving the case, right? I reminded you and let you discover the truth in a flash, isn't it?"

Qiyuan Wu couldn't help laughing, glanced at her, and laughed: "That's impossible."

"No, you just thought of it, it was my inspiration for you!" Qingjian Liuli has never been so sure as at this moment, she is the heroine, she is the one who gave Qiyuan Wu the inspiration!

Qiyuan Wu glanced at her again and shook his head frantically: "Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible, you can't give me any inspiration."

Seeing the scorching gas coming out of Liuli's nostrils, Qing Qing's eyes were red, she stared at Qiyuan Wu's face, and said angrily, "Why don't you admit it, I'm obviously the one who thought of it for you!"

Qiyuan Wu turned sideways, and said sincerely: "You really think too much, you didn't give me any inspiration, let alone be the heroine, the novel is all made up, so don't think so much, hurry up and have a good meal Well, mutton won't taste good when it's cold. Come... try this piece of lamb ribs, the taste should be quite good for you."

Qingjian Liuli looked at him, then at the lamb ribs, then at Nakano Eri, who had been watching the show, and forcibly swallowed back what she said. After all, she couldn't lift his skull to see what was inside. What, I couldn't prove that he was lying, so I could only shut up and recite the "Lady's Heart Sutra" silently, so as not to be so aggrieved that I strangled the bastard to death in his seat.

The dining table was temporarily quiet, she lost her appetite after silently reading the "Lady's Heart Sutra", and decided to work overtime tonight, writing to death that bastard Qiyuan Takeshi overnight, so she killed him with a dump truck, while she was gritting her teeth and secretly Getting angry, I suddenly heard Nakano Eri asking strangely: "Qihara, what's wrong with you?"

She looked in surprise, and saw Takeshi Qiyuan staring at the lamb ribs in his hand, muttering in his mouth: "Lamb ribs, lamb ribs, ribs, ribs, ribs..." He muttered in various languages After murmuring for a while, suddenly his eyes lit up, he stood up and said seriously: "Miss Nakano, let's call the two police officers, Okuno and Hidaka, I have already had a flash of insight through the lamb ribs, and I can see through the fog, and I can arrest the criminal !"

Eri Nakano was stunned, and got up speechlessly, feeling that she was in vain in high school before, but she never met the best of Takeshi Qihara. There was a "clack" sound, looking at Takeshi Qiyuan's neck, his left foot was about to move, and he couldn't help but want to kick his neck off.

Bastard, are you kidding me, what does lamb ribs have to do with this case?
Obviously it was me who reminded you, and I was the one who gave you the inspiration, but you black-hearted bastard is really greedy for my credit. Is it so difficult to admit that I am the heroine? !
　It has been changed many times, but in the end it can only be like this. Everyone guessed what the puzzle is. They underestimated that everyone's intelligence effect is not good enough. Next time, change to a difficult case and add more daily routines.

　　Give me another chance, and I'll do some research.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)