i'm not a detective

Chapter 64 Do I Have to Kneel and Beg You to Fall in Love?
After eating the hot pot, Nanahara Takeshi opened the window for ventilation, and the cool breeze from Hokkaido in the middle and late April came in, and the indoor temperature dropped slightly, but Qingjian Liuli didn't care at all, she just felt that her stomach was warm and her body was lazy , I wish I could just lie down on my back, close my eyes and squint for a while.

It's just that it's too ugly for a girl to lie down on her back and rub her belly in front of a boy after she's full. She can't accept it at all, so she can only sit there, holding warm barley tea and humming secretly.

I don’t know why, but I really like to eat this kind of hot pot. The lamb is so fresh and the dipping sauce is so fragrant. The combination is invincible, okay?

Those gourmets in Japan don't know what they are doing. Why don't they promote this kind of hot pot on a large scale?

It's a pity that I got to know this bastard... No, it's a pity that I got to know him a little late. It would definitely be more comfortable to sit in the kotatsu on a snowy day and eat hot pot with him while it was steaming.

Well, remember, when it snows this year, you will have to eat like this again.

Wu Qiyuan was also holding barley tea to digest food, rushing to eat made him accidentally eat a little too much, ruining his health plan, he was hesitating in his heart whether to lower the food level, feeling that if he continued to eat like this, it would not only affect his health plan It's over, it seems that the food budget will also exceed the standard-this Tibetan fox's food intake has also increased too much, it was only half of the current amount on the first day, right?She used to think that the scraps of dinner would be enough for her to eat, but she didn't expect that she had grown to the point where she started grabbing food in just a dozen days.

Of course, this is a trivial matter, and I am afraid that the guests will eat too much, but if I grow a Tibetan fox into a pig, and I take a piglet around outside all day, this style will drop too much...

But the emperor's tongue couldn't stand the downgrade of the food level, and it was very embarrassing.

He thought for a while, gave up, took out Atsushi Kameda's "code book" and began to look through it, imagining all kinds of possibilities, and prepared to work hard and earn more money back.

The room was silent for a long time, Qingjian Liuli hummed secretly for a while, looked up, and finally remembered the commission and the case, she planned to discuss it with Qiyuan Wu at dinner, but just now it was too comfortable, Qiyuan Wu He is very protective of food, and he is not allowed to take his mutton to eat. He only cares about fighting wits with him, and accidentally forgets it.

Now that she remembered it, she hurriedly moved her position, moved closer to him and watched it with him, and asked curiously after watching for a while, "Can you decipher it?"

Takeshi Qiyuan passively smelled the smell on her body, and suddenly felt that it was okay, at least she was qualified as an air freshener, and oily bleeding was better than bloody when she was fattened by a knife, but her face remained calm, and she shook her head slightly Shaking his head: "Not for now, this is not like a password, it should be a mark that only Kameda knows."

Qing Jian Liuli also felt that it didn't look like it. Although there were many symbols on it, they were too single, and the repetition rate was extremely high. It would be difficult to convey too complicated information with a codebook. Company staff, what is there that needs to be kept secret? With this in mind, I wonder if he can understand it after a long time, what exactly is he guarding against?"

"Let's go to his house tomorrow to have a look, maybe we can find something." Takeshi Qiyuan turned to the two pages full of square frames, looked up to recall the autopsy report of Atsushi Kameda, and had a vague guess, but for a For company employees in their 40s, it is a bit unreasonable. We can only seek to collect more information tomorrow before we can judge.

It's just that this business really lost money. If I knew it was such a trouble, I shouldn't have asked for a high price because of the introduction of an acquaintance.

Seeing that Liuli hadn't given up yet, she was staring at the two pages of pictures, hoping to have a flash of inspiration and give the detective a hint as the heroine, but before she could come up with a clue, Qiyuan Wu turned her head and reminded: : "You should go to work."

Ah, yes, I came back late today and went straight to dinner. The room hasn’t been dusted, the shoes haven’t been wiped, the dishes have to be washed, and the kitchen has to be tidied up... But I don’t want to move when I’m full. If I can just stay here It's good to eat without working part-time.

Of course, she herself knew that this was impossible, so she was too embarrassed to spend dinner here, just thinking about it, got up and went to work honestly, and as soon as the housework was done, Takeshi Qihara immediately crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and started to rush. When she went home, she had no choice but to put her bag on her back, carry the box of sundries and leave—Qiyuan Wu's place is more fun, since it's close to home anyway, she wants to play for a while before going home, just to discuss It's fine to do whatever tomorrow, but he always refuses, and he will drive people away as soon as the work is done.

You idiot, one day in the future you will be bored, and I won't talk to you, I will suffocate you to death!

She complained in her heart that she entered her house in less than a minute, and habitually called "I'm back" before taking off her shoes and carrying the suitcase back to her room.In the living room, Qing saw that Xiangzi was watching the educational program required by the school with her little daughter in her arms. She looked back at her, and didn't bother to ask her if she had dinner, so she turned back and continued watching TV.

Okay, I see that your unlucky child is not far from the day you lived there, and you came back 9 minutes later than yesterday.

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Qingjian Liuli returned home, took a bath, changed clothes and pulled her hair in one go, then went to Dad's study, found his tape recorder and took it back to her room, took a tape from the glove box, and looked at the cover called "Blue "Tokyo" was stuffed into the tape recorder, and soon the slow-paced folk songs sounded in the room, almost lulling her to sleep.

She listened to the song and wrote homework indiscriminately, then took out "The Detective Collection of Ms. Liuli Mosi, the Most Beautiful Detective in the World", and recorded everything that happened today, including Atsushi Kameda's "secret words" and that She roughly copied the two pages of pictures based on her memory, and then looked at them and began to think hard.

Well, still can't read it, but it's definitely not normal, who remembers daily things like that?

Soon her mind turned to "Murder in Gugu Park" and "Precognitive Dream", and she began to think about how the two are connected.

Before the murder, the old lady Fumeijiang definitely could not see or listen to the scene of the murder, even if the murderer accidentally made the public broadcast when rehearsing the murder scene in advance, and it happened to be heard by the old lady Fumeijiang in her half-dream and half-awake , which triggered a nightmare, which also makes no sense.

Yes, it doesn’t make sense, let’s not mention the use of the murderer rehearsing the simple murder scene. Is it because I’m full? It’s just that the murderer has been locked up in the detention center since he was arrested that day. I was having nightmares, but I did it on time every other day, and it was even clearer each time. I almost figured out what Kameda and Aigura said when they were arguing at that time. Who is still doing the rehearsal on the radio?

Conspiracy?Even if there is an accomplice and everyone is killed, what is he trying to do by repeating the rehearsal?
Reminisce about the excitement at that time?

This doesn't make sense logically!

It’s the same if you think about it from another angle. Atsushi Kameda is dead, and he can’t keep rehearsing the broadcast, and he is really stupid to frame others for several years. Even if he succeeds, he is a bit stupid. I can’t think of him Reason for doing so.

Grandma Bichuan’s precognitive dream is also weird. The first time it can be justified, it is considered a supernatural phenomenon, but the second and third time it is very strange. Do you repeatedly “predict” things that have already happened?Isn't it time to predict the next victim?Especially when I still have dreams every other day, I always feel a bit too coincidental.

This puzzle is very likely to be the key point of this case. It is a guess that I can't think of a reasonable reason for a while, and it can't be explained at all.

Hurry up until tomorrow, I can't wait to investigate, what kind of secret is hidden in it, what happened to make it all make sense?
Qingjian Liuli sat at the desk and frowned and thought hard for a long time, but couldn't think of anything, couldn't help standing up and lying on the binoculars by the window to see what Qiyuan Wu was doing, whether it was boring or not? Frowning and thinking like her.

If so, her dedicated little assistant can balance her mind.

But at first glance, I was disappointed. Takeshi Qiyuan was busy in the kitchen like a normal person, his figure appeared and disappeared, as if he was playing with his oven, wearing heat-resistant gloves, he was pulling out an iron plate, which seemed to be browned and crispy. The small biscuits, I don't know what it tastes like.

This guy lives so comfortably, he always bakes biscuits at home at night...

Qingjian Liuli subconsciously sniffed it, but she couldn't smell it from too far away, so she didn't dare to watch it again, and she felt hungry again. At the same time, she found that the singing had stopped at some point, so she went to turn the tape over and continue playing, picked up a This second-hand movie magazine fell on the bed, and began to flip through the interview topics and anecdotes from decades ago, and then thought about the possibilities of the puzzle, but the slow singing was too hypnotic, and her eyelids became heavy after turning a few pages , leaned over and fell asleep hugging the pillow, and murmured after a while, "Why? It doesn't make sense..."

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In the early morning of the next day, Qingjian Liuli heard the sound of her mother waking up. She rubbed her eyes and woke up. She stretched her body and stretched her body. She felt that she slept very comfortably. After a while, she remembered the experiment. , glanced at the tape recorder, and found that the play button had already automatically popped up, and she didn't feel anything after the tape was played.

As for nightmares...

She tried to recall for a while, but she had no memory of whether she had a dream or not last night. She vaguely remembered that she had a dream, but it was not scary at all. It seemed that she and Takeshi Qiyuan were chasing a lamb with BGM. It's a slow, slightly sad ballad...

It's weird, I can't remember clearly, but it's probably like this, does it count as thinking every day and dreaming at night?

She thought wildly about washing and dressing, then stuffed second-hand movie magazines into her schoolbag, and secretly continued to read them when she went to school, and she didn't feel anything after reading them all day.

Then it was time for school, and she rushed out the door as soon as the bell rang, eager to solve all the mysteries and find a reasonable explanation for this weird incident, but this time Yuko Sawada gave her a hand. Holding back, watching her disappear like flying, she was so angry that she slammed the friendship plan book on the ground.

Asshole, enough is enough!
The two of you are insane, you don’t get oil and salt over there, people who go to seduce say they met a wooden man, this one here after school seems to be manic, and he can’t pull it together, how can we get together like this? !
Does this mean that I must kneel down and beg you to fall in love?
(End of this chapter)