I'm Not a Detective

Takeshi Nanahara accepted the job and casually asked for 50,000 yen, which was the same treatment as the "flower pot burial case", but he was not in a hurry. After asking for the address, he asked Ba Shusheng to go back first to appease his wife and daughter. He would be there Go investigate at dusk.

Ba Shusheng has no objection. Fifty thousand yen is his weekly salary and he can afford it. Dusk is the time when the two realms of yin and yang are separated. It is also the most likely time to encounter ghosts in Japanese folklore. This is the time to investigate. It makes sense - if something is discovered at dusk, it would be best to settle it that night.

After he sincerely thanked him, he said goodbye and left. Seeing Liuli clearing the table, Qingqing frowned and said, "It's so strange. What could be the reason?"

Nanabaru Wu touched his chin and said in deep thought: "It's hard to say, this is the first time I've encountered this kind of thing."

"Could he be a homeless man?" Qingjian Liuli actively made the assumption, "The house is a haunted house and it is difficult to sell. A homeless man occupied the house for the night, but it happened that Ba Shusang bought it. He became so angry that he started causing trouble, thinking Scared their family away?"

"Of course it would be best if it was that simple." Takeshi Nanahara stood up and said, "Let's go, there's no point in guessing, go see it on the ground."

"Ah, now..." Qingjian Liuli said half a sentence before he woke up. Qingyuan Wu didn't think clearly about what was going on. Of course, he had to go and have a look in advance, otherwise he wouldn't be able to pretend to be a ghost later.

She was speechless and ran home to change clothes. When she came out after changing clothes, Takeshi Nanahara had already pushed the bicycle out of the warehouse and was waiting for her at the door.

Qingjian Liuli looked at Nanahara Takeshi expressionlessly for a moment, then he got on the car and took Nanahara Takeshi away with him.

This good-for-nothing pretty boy can really make others move, but he refuses to move himself.

Seeing that she was so obedient and riding so steadily, Takeshi Nanahara sat in the back seat and peeled a piece of candy for her. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Come on, eat some candy."

Qingjian Liuli curled her lips in disdain, took the candy with her backhand and ate it, humming twice as it was so sweet that she stopped complaining about him.

Her recent exercise was quite effective, and she rode her bicycle very fast. It took her more than 20 minutes to reach the address of Ba Shusheng's new home. After just one glance at the "haunted house", she understood why Ba Shusheng took the risk to buy this unlucky house. .

This house is indeed very beautiful. The main body is a small milk-white foreign-style building, with a high and elegant porch and an exquisite door. In addition, the round arched window is full of Greek-style reliefs. The whole thing is quite romantic, and it also There is a quite large garden with trees and flowers in early spring. Even if it lacks maintenance, it is still full of green leaves and full of vitality.

Qing Jian Liuli only took one look and fell in love with this house. The girl's heart was moved and she couldn't help but clasp her fists and exclaimed: "What a beautiful little building!" When she gets married in the future, if she can live in such a house, she will Can be very satisfied.

Takeshi Nanahara looked at it for a moment through the high wrought iron fence, nodded and smiled: "I did get a bargain. If this house had just been built, it would cost at least 40 to 50 million. If you buy it for 14 million, you will be scared." It’s worth half-death.”

Well, now a house in Japan is not an investment. It will only depreciate and hardly increase in value. A second-hand old house that is more than 20 years old will probably be discounted by more than 20 million. If two people die, the price given by the real estate agency will still be worth it. That's fair.

"Let's go in and have a look." Qing Jian Liuli's girl's heart faded quickly, and she exclaimed, her curiosity gaining the upper hand again.

She looked left and right before climbing up the fence, taking a slight breath, holding up her hands, and nimbly climbed over the fence. She straightened her waist, let go of her hands to push back upright, and landed firmly on her skirt with her hands.

This set of movements was smooth and smooth, fully demonstrating the flexibility and balance of her body, and she was super strong, without revealing any fat.

She hummed proudly and looked back at Takeshi Nanahara, ready to drag him in with kindness, but Takeshi Nanahara had already opened the courtyard door from the side and came in, looking at her strangely: "What are you doing, courtyard?" The door is unlocked."

Ah, isn't it locked? Why didn't you tell me earlier?

I haven’t climbed over this kind of iron fence for many years, so I just felt itchy...

Qingjian Liuli quickly followed him, and the two of them walked around the small western-style building together. From time to time, they pushed the windows or carefully checked the ground and drainage pipes, but as expected, as Ba Shusheng said, no trace of illegal intrusion was found.

After turning around and finding nothing, Takeshi Nanahara carefully looked at the lock on the door and found nothing suspicious. He took out two pieces of wire and pushed the lock in.

The outside of the small western-style building is very Western-style, and the inside is the same. The floor is paved with marble, and there is a large artificial crystal chandelier on it. The stairs leading to the second floor are also made of stone, and there are also sculptures of Greek mythology characters. It seems that the people who built the house were interested in it. I have a favorable impression of Greek mythology, or I think it can be unique and improve my own style. Of course it is not worth mentioning now, but in the late 1970s, it should still be quite trendy.

There are sculptures, reliefs, and murals, of course. But after all, it is a home environment. Both the reliefs and murals are not big. They are just for decoration. However, they are all designed by famous artists and handmade. They are of great artistic value. I think that is why the decoration of the house is so beautiful. The previous owner didn't want to change it and kept it.

And except for the decorations that came with the houses when they were built and cannot be removed at all, there is basically nothing else. As Ba Shusheng said, there is really nothing to steal, except for a few broken boxes and cabinets that cannot be thrown away. The original furniture had been sold off by the relatives of the previous owner, and these rags were left...someone was willing to steal it, which would save the cost of disposing of large pieces of garbage. Ba Shusheng should thank him.

"Here, here!"

Takeshi Nanahara was wandering around the empty house, and Ruri Qingmi had already found the room that Ba Shusheng was painting before - he started painting from the bedroom on the second floor, and it seemed that he wanted to paint all the way out the door.

Takeshi Nanahara went upstairs and twirled a pile of salt used to ward off evil spirits on the way, but it was just salt, the kind of salt sold in supermarkets, without anything else.

He followed the sound and found Qingmi Ruri in the small bedroom on the second floor. There were several barrels of paint labeled 150, a large roll of unopened floral wallpaper and some painting tools. The walls... were very white. But it's not the delicate whiteness of a fresh coat of paint, it's like the original coating is rejuvenated.

"What's going on? Do you see it?" Qingjian Liuli asked curiously as he watched Nanabaru Wu touch and smell the wall.

Takeshi Nanahara stared at the wall and pondered for a moment, thinking thoughtfully but not speaking. He turned around and opened a bucket of paint, took a look at it, and then looked at the label on the bucket.

Qingjian Liuli immediately looked at the label of the paint bucket and whispered: "Light calcium carbonate, polyvinyl alcohol... what is this?"

Takeshi Nanabaru said casually: "Just think of it as processed lime powder and adhesive glue."

"Is it common? Are there any problems?" Qingjian Liuli has never painted a wall or done interior decoration, and has never been exposed to these things.

"It's very common, and there's no problem. The cheap stuff produced by small workshops is the mainstream paint for painting walls now. It will be very white when it's just painted, but it will slowly turn yellow and black soon. In another two years, the emerging paint will Latex paint would completely knock it out of the market - latex paint dries faster and the whitening effect lasts longer."

Qingjian Liuli hesitated and said: "Since there is no problem with the paint, does it mean that someone simply tampered with the wall?"

"It doesn't matter about the wall." Takeshi Nanahara touched his chin and smiled, "But it seems our luck has come."

Qingjian Liuli asked strangely: "How come it has become our luck?"

Takeshi Nanahara turned his head and looked out the door, straightened his back, and stepped up a big step in energy. He said happily: "Although I don't know the specific reason, there is definitely something valuable hidden in this house, and he is not a customer." Yes. Then as long as we find it first, wouldn’t it be equivalent to picking up a lot of money for nothing? What else is it but luck? "

"Valuable things?" Qing Jian Liuli was confused and said unhappy, "What are you talking about? Tell me from the beginning. First, tell me what's going on with the wall?"

Takeshi Nanabahara was already wandering around the small bedroom with great interest, knocking and knocking, and said with a smile: "It's very simple. Someone washed the wall with sawdust and then swept the sawdust away."

"Sawdust? The kind of sawdust that falls off when sawing wood?"

"Yes, it is actually a very good adsorbent. Today's paint dries too slowly. When the paint is half wet, rub it gently on the wall with sawdust. The newly painted paint can be rubbed evenly. Come down."

Qingjian Liuli looked at the smooth wall and understood a little, but hesitated: "Are you sure?"

"|Of course I'm sure. In addition to the smell of lime, there's also the smell of bitter almond mixed with a little vanilla." Takeshi Nanahara lay on the wall and explained while knocking on the wall, "That's the smell of cellulose and lignin mixed together. As a result, old books in the library that have not been turned over for a long time will also produce this smell, and the most direct way to smell it is to gently rub the sawdust."

What a low modus operandi...

Qing Jian Liuli lay on the wall and sniffed desperately, remembering the smell in her heart, but she couldn't help complaining in her heart.

She said depressedly: "The murderer... No, what kind of murderer is this? The prisoner... is not a prisoner. This guy doesn't deserve to be a prisoner! This guy washed the wall, made sawdust all over the floor, and swept away the salt when sweeping the floor. Some? Is he doing this to scare away Ba Shusang? Want him to think that this place is haunted and not dare to come again, so that he can find something easier? "

Takeshi Nanahara nodded: "This is the only reasonable explanation at present, but pretending that the original owner stopped painting the wall and scaring Ba Shusang is just one thing, and the other is to prevent him from moving his wife and children in. Ba Shusang is very good at work, Going out at night and working at night would not hinder the search of the house, but once his wife and children moved in, it would be inconvenient to sneak in and search. So the guy had no choice but to wash the walls. While pretending to be a ghost, he also He pushed back the construction progress, so the things he was looking for are still in the house and now belong to me.”

Qingjian Liuli was speechless and said: "Are you just forcing the progress of the construction to be delayed like this?"

"Isn't the effect very good? Ba Shusang really didn't continue to paint the walls, and his wife and children didn't dare to move in."

"Then he is not afraid of being exposed. Isn't Ba Shusang ambushing him in the middle of the night and arresting him?"

"I will definitely be more careful next time I come here, but it is safer than having a mother and daughter in the house." Takeshi Nanahara said nonchalantly, "When a family moves in, every treasure must be worshiped. This way, there is at least a chance. As long as you wait a while If you drag it, maybe he will find the thing."

"Then he might as well just buy this house..."

"I don't know. He's probably a real pauper who can't afford 14 million yen."

Qingjian Liuli stopped talking after a few words. It wasn't that he couldn't use it, but he didn't want to use it anymore. He pouted and was very unhappy.

I originally thought it was another weird case similar to the "suicide insurance fraud" case. I was so excited when I came here, but it ended up being so rubbish and not suspenseful at all. Takeshi Nanabahara came over and sniffed it with his dog's nose to find out "the crime was committed." "Methods" and "modus operandi" are extremely low, which is simply a shame in the criminal world.

It's boring. This case doesn't deserve to be copied into "The Detective Collection of Miss Liuli Moss, the Most Beautiful Girl in the World". It's a waste of so much time.

She now has a broader perspective, and she no longer pays attention to ordinary small cases. She followed Takeshi Nanahara and said unhappily: "It's so simple. Just tell Bashu-san and let him find a way to arrest him. Let's forget it." Let’s go back!”

"No, my treasure is still in this house, I want to take it away." Takeshi Nanabahara refused without hesitation, his expression was ten times more focused than when he first arrived.

"That's not your treasure." Qingjian Liuli protested.

"Things without an owner belong to whoever finds them. If I find them first, it's mine." Takeshi Nanahara found a wooden stick and beat it inch by inch, listening carefully, trying to find the thing.

Qing Jian Liuli was even more speechless. By the way, he also figured out where the strange black spots on the salt layer came from. There were probably people doing the same thing as him, knocking on the floor and walls everywhere, trying to find a hiding space.

She was too lazy to talk about boring cases, so she just followed Takeshi Nanahara with an expressionless face and watched him search, planning to wait until he found something before talking about it. But she watched helplessly as Takeshi Nanahara jumped up and down, knocking all over the place upstairs and downstairs, even in the garden. I walked around several times but couldn't find anything.

This was beyond her expectation. After all, Takeshi Nanahara has always been good at finding things, so he couldn't find them. Could it be that his previous reasoning was wrong and that the person who sneaked in was not searching for treasures?