I'm Not a Detective

The next day, the serial bombings in Hirano really took up the front pages of newspapers. The headlines were more horrifying than the last. The media was super excited and feared that the world would not be in chaos. However, this time the police were not too scolded. Reporters and critics went there. Say Good Night, Meow Meow, Group C went.

Fanatic fans even dared to impersonate criminals, fully demonstrating what it means to be a fan and a gangster. The media began to dig into their old accounts with great interest, from being secretly photographed to smoking, to internal C-position fights, to seducing their managers to cheat on them in order to get the upper hand. From deceiving and tempting fans to spend medical expenses to help them achieve success, they verbally criticized and vowed to drive these little trash back to the back streets.

This should be beyond the expectations of the police, and it is probably a blessing among misfortunes.

Qingjian Liuli secretly read the newspaper in class. In addition to hating these shameless idols, she didn't find much useful information. She began to think hard about the intersection between the two victims. After all, the police have not found any clues. According to It is very difficult to recover explosives, so the suspect can only be identified through the contact between the victims.

However, according to the preliminary investigation by the police, the two victims did not intersect in work or life, so where else could they intersect?

Are they all members of a ski club?

Or maybe we learned to drive together and passed the driving license test?

Or are they all the backbone of a secret criminal organization?

She used her imagination in various ways, but couldn't think of any possibility for a whole day. She finally stayed up until 3:40 in the afternoon, and immediately rushed to the shoe cabinet to wait for Takeshi Nanabahara, and then followed him out of the school.

Eri Nakano was probably very busy today and sent Taiji Okuno to pick them up. Ruri Qingmi asked nervously as soon as she got in the car: "Officer Okuno, are there any new cases today?"

Taiji Okuno started the vehicle and went to the victim's residence and replied: "No, the police are on alert now. He should not dare to do anything again for the moment."

Qing Jian Liuli felt a little relieved and asked curiously: "Did you find any new clues today?"

Taiji Okuno shook his head and sighed regretfully: "We haven't gained much here. We only suspect that the murderer may have a white van. The parking attendant of the shopping mall recalled that before the second bombing, there was a white van. The van seemed to be parked near the employee passage, but he was not sure whether it was related to the case, and he did not write down the license plate number.

Before the second victim, Ms. Kikumoto, disappeared, Ms. Maki Ojo from Domachi district recalled seeing a white van, but she only had this impression and did not know the driver, license plate number, model, etc. Can't remember the details. "

The search headquarters was not idle today, and sent a large number of manpower to conduct all-round inquiries near the two bombings and the residences of the victims, hoping to find one or two witnesses who had seen the murderer. Unfortunately, at the end of the day, only After getting some vague memories, it is still difficult to investigate along this line.

Leaving aside the fact that it is impossible to confirm that the white van is related to the case, even if it is confirmed, there are too many such trucks in Hirano. They are mainstream distribution vehicles. The number is at least five to six thousand, without even a license plate number or logo. There are no items, but one car is being inspected. When will this inspection take place?

Qingjian Liuli was also a little disappointed, but Takeshi Nanahara was sitting in the back seat, touching his chin and smiling: "Is the memory blurry? If the memory is blurry, maybe I can try it."

Taiji Okuno braked, turned around and said in surprise: "Nanahara-san, do you have any idea?"

Takeshi Nanahara smiled and said: "There is a little trick that can help the brain remember, but the success rate is a bit low, I can't guarantee it."

Taiji Okuno didn't care. Any clues now are valuable. He immediately said: "It doesn't matter if the success rate is low. You can try a few more times."

Takeshi Nanabaru smiled noncommittally and said: "The main thing is to see if the person is suitable. The effect will be good if the person is suitable. We will discuss this matter later. Let's complete the task assigned by Miss Nakano first."

Okuno Taiji had confidence in Takeshi Nanawara. After all, he had shown his magical side many times, he immediately continued to set off, first sending him to the residence of the first victim.

This person was the stockbroker, his name was Makoto Kamura. He was almost bankrupt and had divorced his wife. He didn’t even have anyone to ask questions. Takeshi Nanahara walked around his small apartment carefully, and Qing Qing Seeing Liuli following behind him, he also observed carefully, paying special attention to the group photo, hoping to find the second victim in it.

Of course, she couldn't find it. She watched Takeshi Nanabaru wandering around, stroking his chin and thinking, and quickly walked over and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Takeshi Nanahara shook his head: "It's normal. There is no hidden secret. He is just a calculating and selfish villain. But considering that he is a stockbroker, this is normal. He is now hit. He is living a decadent life, but unlike a person who has a ghost in his heart and whose life is being threatened - he is not very defensive and does not feel that anyone is trying to kill him."

Qingmi Ruri was a little regretful that she couldn't find any clues, but Takeshi Nanahara didn't care much. After finishing speaking, he turned around and took another look at the messy small apartment. He felt that nothing was missed and said directly to Taiji Okuno: "Let's go to the next one! "

Soon, they came to the home of the second victim. This victim is now named Ayaka Kikumoto. She just got married. Although she also lives in a small apartment, the family atmosphere is obviously better than that of the first victim. It was much better, and her husband had been notified and was waiting at home without going to work.

Takeshi Nanahara greeted him politely and continued to wander around the apartment, occasionally looking through it, and by the way, he also looked at Ayaka Kikumoto's photo album.

The Japanese attach great importance to the sense of ritual and are very keen on taking group photos. On anniversaries such as kindergarten and junior high school entrance, they take special photos. This photo album can almost be regarded as a microcosm of Ayaka Kikumoto's life, Takeichi Nanhara I flipped through the pages, watching Kikumoto Ayaka go from being a baby to going to school, then joining an ordinary advertising planning company, attending several company receptions and annual meetings, then getting married and leaving, changing her surname and applying for a new one. Signature seal, eventually transitioning into a housewife position.

Qingjian Liuli stuck to his side, stretched out her little head and watched with him. As long as there was a figure that was not Kikumoto Ayaka in every photo, she had to carefully identify it. In the end, she found nothing, and whispered to Takeshi Nanawara: " Do the two of you meet?"

Takeshi Nanahara thought about it for a moment and shook his head: "You can't tell. At most, she is a little indecisive and timid, but she is normal. She is just an ordinary housewife and has not joined any clubs or religious groups. My life experience and that of my previous stockbroker can be considered two different people, and they cannot overlap."

After a pause, he continued to ponder, "But unlike that stingy stockbroker, she is more defensive. She has several books on women's self-defense, and there are also many women's self-defense items in the closet. Supplies, there was probably a time when she was very afraid of someone attacking her, but that was at least a few years ago.”

Qingjian Liuli quickly took a look at the closet, and sure enough, she found several bottles of pepper spray that looked very old at first sight in the utility box, as well as small self-defense tools such as mini alarms and bright flashlights. She hesitated and said: " There seems to be nothing surprising about this. She is a young woman who used to be a company employee. If she works overtime and returns home, she will definitely have to walk at night. Is it normal to learn about women's self-defense skills and carry some tools to prevent perverts? "

"This does make sense, but she was a little too prepared." After Takeshi Nanahara answered casually, he turned to Kikumoto Ayaka's husband and asked, "Kikumoto-san, your wife had an encounter a few years ago. Did something special happen? Like a robbery or something."

Kikumoto Ayaka's husband was in a daze. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment before hesitatingly said: "We only met the year before last and have never heard her mention it, but..."

"But what?" Qingjian Liuli asked immediately.

"But she was a little afraid of walking at night. She hadn't resigned at that time. If she got off work late, she would ask me to take her home. That's why we got closer..." Kikumoto Ayaka's husband said as he recalled , finally the words died out and turned into a low sigh.

Qingjian Liuli glanced at him sympathetically and whispered: "I'm sorry, please forgive me."

Kikumoto Ayaka's husband shook his head and continued to sit in a daze.

Qingjian Liuli looked at Takeshi Nanahara. A young woman was afraid of the dark and walking at night. It was normal even if she bought some self-defense props. She asked him in a low voice: "Is there anything else suspicious?"

"No more." Takeshi Nanahara looked around the room. This place couldn't be more normal. It's just an ordinary family. He wouldn't pick a family like this even if he was choosing a fat sheep. Not only would he not be able to squeeze out any profit, but he might also ruin his moral character and be raped. hack.

Qingjian Ruri has completely assumed the identity of "Qingjian Police" and wants to solve the case very much, but is disappointed: "Can't you find any intersection at all? Is it really a random kidnapping and killing? How to investigate this?"

Takeshi Nanahara shook his head and whispered: "At least I can't see any intersection between these two people. Then it will be difficult for us to help with this case. Let's help the witness recall the scene at that time, so that the girl with glasses can feel The consultant fee is not in vain, and we can go back.”

"Ah, are you going back now?" Qingjian Liuli was a little unhappy. The murderer was so cruel, and she wanted to catch the murderer.

"What else can we do if we don't go back?" Takeshi Nanahara asked angrily, "Are you going to stay and cause trouble? There are thousands of police officers in Hirano, and there is no shortage of the two of us who can go around asking questions."

Qing Jian Liuli pouted a little unhappy, but there was nothing she could do. If the murderer randomly selected his victims, then the detective would really not be as effective as the police.

Takeshi Nanahara had made up his mind and immediately said to Taiji Okuno: "Officer Okuno, we can now meet the people who provided clues. What do you think of the characters of those two people?"

Taiji Okuno was stunned and thought this question was a bit strange, but he hesitated and said: "The parking attendant seems to be more cheerful and gives people a warm feeling; the other lady from a small town speaks softly and seems to be more serious. Be careful people.”

Takeshi Nanahara nodded lightly: "People with cheerful personalities are not suitable. Let's go find the lady from the small town."

Of course, Taiji Okuno had no objection. He immediately flipped through his notepad and led Takeshi Nanahara and Ruri Qingmi there. They directly found another housewife, Maki Kojo, in this town area.

On the day she was kidnapped, she had greeted Kikumoto Ayaka on the street. When questioned, she recalled that a white van passed by quickly, which was consistent with the memory of the parking attendant at the shopping mall. Neither of these two people thought that this car might be related to the case, and they didn't pay attention to the details.

Xiaocheng Maki was a little surprised that the police came to inquire so quickly and brought two high school students with them, but she still made tea and treated them well, and was very cooperative.

Takeshi Nanahara introduced himself, sat on the sofa holding a teacup, and explained his purpose of visit with a smile. Maki Kojo repeated what he had told the police before, and finally regretted: "The car drove away from me at that time. In the past, I thought it was a bit dangerous for him to drive so fast in the town area, but I took a quick look and now I can’t remember anything else except that it’s white and it’s a van.”

Takeshi Nanahara smiled and said: "Actually, just one look is enough, Mrs. Xiaocheng, the human brain is actually very magical, and sometimes it can remember much more things than imagined. If you don't mind, I can help you recall it, and please Don’t worry, it’s completely harmless.”

"Of course, what should I do?" Maki Xiaocheng asked immediately.

"Please stand up, would you mind holding my hand?"

Maki Kojo was almost forty years old and was not in the feudal era. Of course he didn't care. He gently held Nanabahara Takeshi's hand and asked cautiously: "What next?"

Takeshi Nanahara smiled and said: "Please close your eyes, slow down your breathing, and stay relaxed."

"Okay." Xiaocheng Maki cooperated very well. She closed her eyes, adjusted her breathing, relaxed, and said softly, "Then let me recall what happened at that time..."

"No need." Takeshi Nanahara interrupted her softly and said with a soft smile, "That's not important. Let's talk about the person you care about most first. Is your daughter in a rebellious stage recently?"

Maki Xiaocheng couldn't help but open his eyes, but immediately closed them again, and said hesitantly: "That's right, this child has a very bad temper recently."

"Ever had a quarrel with you?"

"It's not really a quarrel, it's just... it's a bit of a headache. Her grades have dropped a bit quickly recently, and she always likes to talk back."

"What exactly happened?" Takeshi Nanahara spoke softly while squeezing Maki Kojo's hand rhythmically.

Xiaocheng Maki was really worried about her daughter's recent rebellion. She heard Takeshi Nanabahara asking about it, so she couldn't help but talk about it. She began to detail all the things about her daughter that were difficult for her to understand recently. The heat came from the last wave, and my body bones became a little loose, as if I was soaking in a hot spring, and I felt really drowsy.

Takeshi Nanahara listened patiently, his hands kept moving, and he would join in a few sentences from time to time. As Kojo Maki fell asleep, she became more and more focused as she talked. At this time, Takeshi Nanahara suddenly pulled out his hand, held her neck, and pressed it together. He picked up the princess by bending her knees.

His movements were as fast as lightning and without the slightest hint of fireworks. Kojo Maki's brain didn't seem to understand what was happening. The moment he was picked up by Takeshi Nanabahara on his knees, his legs were still upright, and Takeshi Nanabahara put her He slowly laid her flat on the sofa, stretched out his hand to cover her eyes, and said in a softer voice: "Very good, very good. You are very relaxed and safe. Where did we talk? You were about to go out to do shopping. It just rained. The air quality is very good and has a unique smell after a rainy day.”

Xiaocheng Maki seemed to have really fallen asleep, and murmured: "I smell it, it smells very good, the rain just stopped..."

"You were in a good mood and started walking towards the market, passing by houses one after another..."

"Yes, when I passed by Mi Chuan's house, her dog kept barking."

"You walked through the intersection and met Ms. Kikumoto..." Takeshi Nanahara guided her in a very soft voice, "I said hello and she left. At this time, a car passed by and you took a look."

"White van with a lot of mud on the body."

"There seems to be someone in the cab."

"A man, bent over, seems to be a bit old, wearing a peaked cap..."

"Time seems to have stopped. This is a scene from a movie. You take a closer look."

"The car body is sideways and white." Maki Xiaocheng's voice was like mumbling, and he couldn't hear clearly. "It seems to be flattened near the rear of the car, and the color is a bit yellow."

"The cars all have license plates and signs."

"The car body is sideways and white."

Takeshi Nanahara's voice was soft but sure, Maki Kojo's voice was erratic like gibbering, Taiji Okuno swallowed and took out the guard, while Qingmi Ruri covered her mouth tightly for fear of screaming.

Bastard, did this guy... hypnotize the witness? Does he still have this ability?