I'm Not a Detective

Tanakura Sanae is very efficient, and her "psychic detective" gimmick is quite attractive. In addition, Hirano has not had any major incidents recently. The next day, with this special article, she made her debut in the "Hirano Evening News" for the first time. There was a large space on the third page of the newspaper, which published the beginning of the investigation of the "Bonhe Town Murder Incident" and a large amount of inside information, which was dozens of times more detailed than the press release that the salty fish got from the police station press officer.

Qingmi Ruri also specially bought the newspaper of that day, and after just one glance, she revealed her hidden face. After being completely disappointed with the Japanese police organization, she was also completely disappointed with the Japanese journalist organization. She really dared to publish anything for the sake of sales, even After sending people to verify and find nothing, it was concluded that Takema Nanahara had "super powers" and that he could really find the suspect based on his "perception". It was simply speechless.

There must be something wrong with this world, but what is the problem? Why do normal people like me seem so out of place, but that bastard is like a duck in water?

She began to think about this problem, and kept a straight face for several days. She began to dislike Nanabaru Takeshi and didn't want to talk to him. Even when he left early and came back late, he often disappeared for two or three hours without asking. She was just a depressing little housekeeper who earned 100 yen an hour. She kept Nanahara's house spotless every day. Even on Sundays, Takeshi Nanahara arranged for her to tidy up the backyard, pull weeds and turn over the soil to prepare a small garden and spring and summer planting. Order vegetables.

The days passed peacefully, and the next week soon came.

As soon as school ended that day, Takeshi Nanahara assigned her another job. While changing her shoes, he ordered: "I have to go out for something. You go home and return the books in the Matsuuchi family."

Qing Jian Liuli was holding his schoolbag and said in surprise: "You've finished reading now?"

"I finished reading it a long time ago. You can return it now. Go early and come back early. Don't miss out on the work at home." After finishing speaking, Takeshi Nanahara left by himself, smiling and looking in a good mood.

Qing Jian Liuli gave him a strange look, took the car home to pick up the book, and then went straight to Bonhe Town, feeling very anxious.

She has always had a strong sense of empathy. She has always felt that Song Neixue was very pitiful. She had wanted to visit her for a long time, but she was afraid of making her feel more uncomfortable. Now this opportunity was perfect, but when she saw Song Neixue's face, she Startled.

Matsuuchi Yuki was wearing a black mourning dress, which made her face paler than last time and her spirit even more depressed. Qing Jian Liuli quickly said hello. She cowardly wanted to say a few words of comfort, but she lacked experience and didn't know what to say. , could only take the book out of the bag and said: "Mrs. Matsunai, this is the book that I took away for inspection before. I sent it back to you."

Matsuuchi Yuki forced a smile, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you stay. I... I'm really rude. I haven't even thanked you for finding the person who killed Yuuto-kun..." As she spoke, she subconsciously turned over the pages of her late husband. The collection of books left behind seemed to be looking for the scent of the late husband. Suddenly, he found a white envelope inside. He picked it up and asked hesitantly, "This is it?"

"It seems to be a letter to you." Qingmi Ruri glanced at the envelope and found Matsunai Yuki's name on it, and said strangely, "I don't know either, Nanahara-san didn't tell me."

Matsunai Yuki hesitated for a moment, then opened the envelope and poured out a letter, a set of cruise tickets and a form requiring a passport to register. She glanced at the ticket and was stunned. She seemed to have thought of something. She quickly opened the letter and started to read it. But before she read the two lines, her eyes were blurred with tears. She pressed the letter tightly to her chest and asked Qingjian Liuli: " Is Nanahara-san really a psychic?"

Qing Jian Liuli had already guessed what was going on. After hesitating for a moment, she felt that the overall situation should still be given priority. Well-intentioned deception is sometimes inevitable. She whispered: "Yes, he has some very special abilities, and he also has a psychic medium. A small stall.”

"I knew it..." Song Neiyue wiped her tears and continued reading the letter, but after a while the tears couldn't stop again, and they fell like a broken pearl necklace, soaking the letter paper.

Qing Jian Liuli was really curious, but it was not convenient to stretch her head to see, so she hinted: "What is written in it, Mrs. Matsunai."

Matsunai Yuki didn't mean to read the letter to her. It involved a lot of privacy. She put the letter away and said softly: "It's some things that only Yuuto-kun knows and some words that only Yuuto-kun can say. Last time I told her I suspected that Nanahara-san was a psychic. Ms. Nakano later asked me some questions. I heard that Nanahara-san was also the one who sensed it, but I didn’t expect that he knew so much in detail. I want to know a few things and sentences. It takes a while to remember, but Yuuto-kun must have asked him to do it."

Then she looked at Qingmi Ruri and said seriously: "Thank you, Mr. Nanabahara, for helping me tell him. I completely understand what Yuuto-kun means. I have never blamed him and will do what he wants. Please don’t worry about my physical condition anymore, Nanahara-san, I will live a good life.”

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Qing Jian Liuli rushed out of Matsuuchi's house without even caring about the girl's reserve. If she didn't have the key, she might have been able to break through the door of Takeshi Nanabahara - she and Matsuuchi Yuki had been chatting for a long time. , although I don’t know what lies Takeshi Nanahara made up, but I can clearly feel that she has regained her vitality, and that’s enough!

At this moment, Takeshi Nanabahara was already at home, hammering nails into the wall of the living room. Qing Jian Liuli stopped the car in front of him and said seriously: "Thank you, Mr. Nanabahara."

Takeshi Nanahara glanced at her sideways and said with a smile: "It's just a small thing. Now believe it. I keep my word. Did it really help her?"

Qingmi Ruri was really touched. Unexpectedly, she just mentioned a few words to Takeshi Nanabahara, and he really reached out to help without asking for any benefits. He even offered a large sum of money. The cruise package was definitely not cheap, so he directly I gave it away without even paying the cost.

She thought this was amazing, and felt that she had really misjudged Takeshi Nanabaru before. He was a bastard, but he was not a bad guy. He was still kind-hearted deep down, and he was slowly transforming into a good egg, which was very gratifying.

"You did a good job this time, I'm very happy." Qingmi Liuli hummed twice, thinking that Takeshi Nanabaru might have done this to make her feel better, and then asked curiously: "What did you write in the letter?" , why did you give her a boat ticket?"

Takeru Nanahara hammered the nails hard and said casually: "I didn't write anything. I just wrote some words of apology for Matsuuchi Yuuto, some words of enlightenment, and some little secrets that only the two of them knew, and then asked Matsuuchi Yuuto When traveling, I carefully selected the cabin. She will meet several people with very good personalities and temperaments during the trip who can share a common language with her. They will become her good friends and accompany her through this period. In hard times, start a new life.”

It turns out that you guys have gone out early and come back late these days to do this. It turns out that you have secretly done so much for me...

Seeing that Liuli's heart softened even more, Qingqing whispered, "That's good." Then she thought for a while and said, "I'm willing to share half of how much the ticket is."

Takeshi Nanabahara glanced at her in surprise: "First-class cabins on luxury cruises are not cheap. Are you sure?"

"It doesn't matter." Qingjian Liuli has never cared about money, not to mention that this matter is really what she wants. She can't let Takeshi Nanahara bear all the losses for her, so she said directly, "I can work for you to pay off the debt."

"Well, since you insist, there's nothing I can do." Takeshi Nanahara sighed, "Then just add 200 hours."

"It's not enough, 300 hours is enough. I won't let you lose too much." Qingjian Liuli said sheepishly, feeling that she would have to work more seriously in the future to be able to live up to his kindness.

"250, don't argue with me for 250, just 250." Takeshi Nanahara didn't care about this small amount of money at all. His living expenses were many times greater than they seemed on the surface. He reached out and took out a scroll from the side, unfolded it and hung it on the wall. He took two steps back, took a satisfied look, and said with a smile, "How about it? Does it match my living room?"

Qingjian Liuli looked up and was surprised: "Hey, isn't this the spring volume of "Okinoshima Four Scrolls"? The broken volume, why is it here with you?"

Takeshi Nanabahara was still admiring the paintings: "The bank lost money to my grandma's house, so of course we had to try our best to recover the losses. As soon as the case was concluded, I tried to find a way to get the evidence back. I wanted to try to see if I could sell this somewhat legendary fake as much as possible. The price, but there were only a few bidders for the Autumn Scroll, and no one wanted the Spring Scroll. I only spent over one million yen including the law firm's commission fees, and I got it."

Qingjian Liuli was even more surprised, "You spent more than one million to buy fakes?"

"Who said this is a fake?" Takeshi Nanabahara smiled happily, "I never said that the Spring Scroll was a fake. After 121 years of disappearance, there is probably only one incomplete volume left of the "Okinoshima Four Scrolls", otherwise it would be ignored. The forger is highly skilled, and it is impossible for them to fake it so much that even I can't tell the difference between the real thing and the fake without a reference. After all, Ichinose Nori didn't pass down many works, and they are rarely found on the market. It is difficult for them to get the original works to split them for research. "

Qing Jian Liuli was shocked, looked at the paintings on the wall and said hesitantly: "Then why do they make fakes when they have the original?"

"It's probably like this. It can't be sold at a high price, and it's not complete. It's hard to sell. It's better to use fakes to complete it and sell it for almost 200 million, which will make more money. If it were me, I would make the same choice." Takeshi Nanabahara was really happy, "But it's not a problem for us. Anyway, we picked it up for nothing. If we hang it here for ten or eight years, I will think of a way to hype it up and prove it is authentic. It won't be a problem to sell it for tens of millions of yen. Finally, my hard work has not been in vain." God, I almost got beaten by you."

Qingjian Liuli stared at the painting for a while, feeling that Takeshi Nanahara's analysis was very likely to be true. She turned to look at him and asked in confusion: "Why didn't you tell the bank?"

Takeshi Nanabahara didn't care. In the past, the people he caught the most were those on Wall Street. "I'm not the father of a bank. They can't think of blaming me. The art industry is all about eyesight. There's nothing anyone can do about it." I am willing to spend more than one million yen to be considered a noble person. In another antique store, Yuanqinghua could be said to be a dog food bowl and bought for five yuan."

Qingjian Liuli still couldn't accept it, "Then you help Mrs. Matsunai for free..."

Takeshi Nanahara said casually: "Of course it's because I'm too conscientious. I picked up such a large amount of money for nothing. It's too hot to get. I have to do some good deeds to balance it. Well, when Tatsuo Uchii is released in the future, I can do it too. Give him some and see if he can make a comeback and form a good relationship, so that he won't think about stabbing me to death again when he has nothing to do."

"Then those 250 hours I just spent..." Qingjian Liuli couldn't accept it at all, and her outlook was hit again.

Takeshi Nanahara turned around and flicked her forehead, laughing loudly: "You are such a pig-brained idiot. You believe me just because I say it. How could it be an authentic work? I just bought it as a souvenir. After all, it looks so good." Counterfeits are also rare, which will be very helpful for me to learn techniques in the future and are highly valuable for collection."

Bastard, it turned out to be a lie. This big liar deceives people all day long. It scared me to death!

Qing Jian Liuli breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said angrily: "You guys, don't make such jokes in the future. Why are you so out of tune all day long? It's so true that I thought this painting was really worth tens of millions of yen. "

Takeshi Nanahara smiled at her. For him, the Bonhe Town murder incident was over here. He turned around and left, saying: "Okay, don't look at it. I'm hungry. I'm ready to eat. Come and give it to me." Come on, you can order today and eat whatever you want."

Qingjian Liuli subconsciously took two steps with him, but with a thought in her heart, she turned back to look at the remaining paintings on the wall, with a suspicious look on her face again.

Wait, why does it sound wrong? Could it be that this guy who is authentic is deliberately deceiving me?

But is this really possible?

Bastard, is this a real thing or a fake? Is it really worth tens of millions of yen?