I'm Not a Detective

The prisoner was brought to justice, the "treasure" from hundreds of years ago was found, and the commission was successfully completed. Qingmi Ruri and Qing Yuanwu returned home, one wrapped his head and started doing housework, and the other went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Qingjian Liuli asked while removing the dust: "Have you known for a long time that the treasure is Shi Jian Ding Yin?"

Based on her understanding of Takeshi Nanahara, he had obviously long ago guessed that the treasure was not the type he preferred. Otherwise, he would never have taken the customer to get it directly. Otherwise, even if he would not be greedy, he would still have to get it first. Pick out the ones he likes first.

That's right, he is such a bitch and a money-grubber.

Takeshi Nanahara was looking for ingredients in the fresh-keeping refrigerator. In addition to the dishes Qingmi Ruri ordered tonight, some ingredients that were about to expire could not be wasted. He planned to cook them together for her. He said casually: "Of course, it's not difficult to guess."

Qingjian Liuli became curious: "So, how did you guess it?"

"There is a local legend that the creek was very suspicious." Takeshi Nanahara took out the green pepper and smelled it. He felt that the freshness was average. He couldn't keep it any longer and put it aside. He explained casually, "I heard it again and it was the same as hundreds of years ago. Related to the Ainu riots, it is basically certain that it is not a good thing. What valuable things can a bunch of poor people running for their lives have?"

"Local legend?" Qingjian Liuli dragged the vacuum cleaner and was startled. "It's a story that mountain spring wells can cure diseases? Isn't that the special effect of mountain springs?"

Takeshi Nanabahara picked out another piece of fatter pork belly and weighed it. His mind was not talking at all, "Of course not. As long as every liter of water contains two billionths of a milligram of silver ions, most bacteria in the water can be killed." , or absorb and neutralize minerals that are harmful to people. I guess this is why the legend that the well can cure diseases is an exaggerated legend. Just taking a dip in it, the actual effect is estimated to only kill E. coli or E. coli. Typhoid bacteria, cure diarrhea or fever.

Similar legends exist in many Western countries. The so-called "holy water" in the past was actually storing or heating purified water in silverware, so that it would have a certain effect of killing germs, so I was sure that they threw away some of it at that time. Large silver coins floated upstream from the spring. "

Qing Jian Liuli suddenly realized that she had guessed that there was silver and holy water upstream. Could it be that finding a silver bowl to hold water in it could hold the holy water?

But she thought about it and couldn't help but question: "This can't rule out that there are other treasures inside, maybe there will be gold and the like. Don't you want these?"

Takeshi Nanabahara prepared the menu and started to work. He was going to let Qingmi Ruri, who was delicious, handle the ingredients that were about to expire. He said casually: "That's impossible. The Ainu people don't have mining or smelting technology, and even gold sand has to be mined." Panning was only available in the 19th century, otherwise they would not have been driven all the way from the southeast to the northwest of Japan. Therefore, in addition to some ding silver obtained from trade, they also had at most some Koshu gold and nugget gold, but the gold was small in size and value. It’s high, they won’t have too many of them, they’re easier to carry, and they’re less likely to drop them halfway.”

Qingjian Liuli said in surprise: "Throw it down?"

Takeshi Nanabaru said calmly: "Yes, they were forced to throw it away. The Modog tribe failed in the Daonan Twelve Hall riot. The clan leader Hu She was dead. The remaining tribe was chased by the Oyizaki family all the way to Sapporo. Who knows? Can we still come back? If we left those Ding Yin halfway, we must have lost too much force, or we were preparing to go over the mountains and carrying too much burden, so we could only abandon them temporarily. It was purely out of necessity and not because we really wanted to hide the treasure.

Moreover, if there is Koshu gold and nugget gold inside, and those things are not like dingyin that will soak in water and become like pebbles, they should still be very conspicuous hundreds of years later. It should have been discovered by Da Duan Dai or others, and it is not the right time. Let's dig it out in the gravel. "

This is speculation. It has been more than four hundred years and there is no record in the book. Everything can only be speculated. He cannot guarantee that it will be the case, but he thinks that this is the most likely possibility - that stone bear is probably sacred to the Modog tribe. The holy objects, or the most important totems of faith, could no longer be moved here, so they were forced to be placed in the spring. Ding Yin couldn't care less about them and threw them away.

Qing Jian Liuli nodded, feeling that this seemed to make sense, and turned around to drag the vacuum cleaner to another place. After the dusting was completed, she washed her hands, put on a piggy apron and went into the kitchen to help. Then she resumed the topic and asked curiously: "Then Miss Duan's ancestors were the ones who hunted down the Modog tribe? What is a grass hunter?" Position?"

"A grass hunter?" Takeshi Qihara made room for her to mix the meat filling. This idiot has the strength to kill. "A grass hunter is a ninja in today's terms."

Qing Jian Liuli took the minced meat and was shocked: "Miss Da Duan's ancestors were ninjas?" How is this possible? He was killed so easily without passing on any skills?

"It's not the kind of ninja that you think of that can fly in the sky and escape from the earth and can do sorcery." Takeshi Nanahara glanced sideways and could guess where she was thinking, "The kind of ninja you think doesn't exist at all. They are all popular stories from the Edo period. The imaginary creations in it.”

Qing Jian Liuli was surprised again: "Ninja...are you made up?"

Takeshi Nanabaru said with a smile: "It's not entirely made up, it should be said that it was magically modified. The so-called ninja initially refers to thieves, robbers and villains who can 'endure'. Later, various special skills were added during the Warring States Period. Soldiers - special troops under the command of many daimyo such as the Black Legs, Kusanagi, and Ranpo, were combined together and were collectively called ninjas by writers of novels during the Edo period. They all began to wear ninja clothes and covered their heads, and became a A career.”

"Ninru?" Qingjian Liuli understood somewhat, but asked curiously, "What is Ninru?"

"Even if you sneak into the city secretly, or sneak into the city in disguise, you can't act openly when trouble comes, so it's called forbearance." Takeshi Nanabaru said with a smile, "The main job is to scout the terrain, spread rumors, inquire about information, or secretly set off fires Something like that, equivalent to a primitive spy!"

Qing Jian Liuli was slightly disappointed. Talking about ninjas like this sounded rubbish. After thinking about it, he asked again: "What about the Grasshoppers? What do they do?"

"They are soldiers with grass skills." Takeshi Nanabahara cut a green pepper and said, "For example, grass ambush refers to those who are good at ambush and sneak attack in the mountains and forests; such as grass walking, which refers to the covert tracking in the mountains and forests; such as grass cooperation , that is, they are good at frontal combat in the mountains and forests; people or teams with similar skills were called grass warriors and grass warrior teams at that time, which you can understand as today's mountain infantry."

"So that's the case. No wonder Miss Duan Dai's ancestors were able to get the news about the treasure at that time." Qingjian Liuli estimated that Duan Dai's ancestors later captured a straggler low-level tribesman from the Modog tribe in another place, and they were able to interrogate something. , but what is the actual situation? Now that most of the Duan family are dead, it is difficult to find out.

However, when he was hunting down the Modog tribe, he also hid the news and wanted to find the Modog tribe's property. He probably didn't expect that his own bloodline would be cut off!

This can be considered a different kind of greed that kills people, just for a little money.

I think back then, most of the Modog tribe threw one or two dingyin in a sheepskin bag into the water. After so many years, the sheepskin bags were rotten and gone, and the dingyin and gravel were mixed together. As a result, even if Duan Dai saw it, she would not be able to recognize it. It was treasure that had been wandering around the mountain and lost its life in vain.

Qingjian Liuli sighed in her heart for a while, and then curiously asked: "What does Nama Dog mean in the Ainu language?"

"Generally it refers to fish skin, and sometimes it also refers to fish skin clothing or protective gear. The Modog tribe was a fishing and hunting tribe living on the seaside at that time. There are no more documented records later. It should be that they collapsed and died during the escape, or changed. Where I live, I can no longer get fish skin to make clothes, so I changed my clan name.”

Fish skin tribe? What a LOW name...

Qingjian Liuli complained in her heart, and then remembered the clues to the treasure that the Duan family had, "What about the mountain girl? Shen Wei is referring to the stone bear, right? What is the mountain girl referring to?"

Takeshi Nanahara started to heat the oil pan and said casually: "The mountain girl refers to a kind of red trout that has the habit of backtracking. It is born in the mountains and grows in the sea, and then returns to the mountains from the sea to die in a mountain pool. Because it died before It will lay eggs, and in order to prevent its offspring from encountering too many natural enemies or competitors, it will try to climb up the river to the top of the mountain. The closer to the top of the mountain and the pool closer to the source of the river, the more it likes the place."

Qing Jian Liuli was suddenly enlightened, feeling that all the puzzles were solved, and continued to use the Qiyuan Wudang Encyclopedia, and said with great interest: "Tell me again about the riots in Daonan Twelve Halls."

This guy has a bad personality, but he is really useful, just like the Humanoid Library.

Takeshi Nanahara glanced at her sideways, and even though he pretended to be blind and made her cry, he didn't refuse. While cooking, he said calmly: "Then we have to lose Takeda Nobhiro's fight for inheritance rights and flee all the way north to Hokkaido. Let’s talk about becoming the adopted son-in-law of the Uyizaki family and inheriting the family business.”

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"The meat-stuffed green peppers are also delicious, and they sizzle when poured with boiling oil."

The Donan Twelve Hall Rebellion (or should we say the Ainu resistance to the invasion) is a long story that lasted for four generations until most of the Ainu tribes in the Donan area were defeated and dinner time passed. Qingjian Liuli secretly rubbed her belly, holding the health and digestion tea, humming quietly and feeling a little sleepy again.

The food is so delicious and the historical stories are so interesting. This meal is so comfortable.

Takeshi Nanahara held her chin and sat opposite her, looking at her speechlessly. It felt like her mother would come back four months later and hand over a 200-pound fat man. She didn't know whether Qingmi Xiangzi praised him for feeding him well or whether she was praising him for feeding him well. Will kick him to death.

Feeling that his life was in danger, he squinted and said, "I've been eating a lot of fat for several days, and I'm done with it. I need to adjust my diet!"

Qingjian Liuli sniffed, then snorted secretly, ignoring him. She could only have fun for half a month anyway, so she had to eat enough, otherwise she had been deceived by Takeshi Shichihara for so long.

Besides, if you get fat, you can just lose weight. How can you irritate your mouth!

She was feeling comfortable when she suddenly heard the doorbell. Seeing that Takeshi Nanabahara was sitting still, she could only get up with difficulty, went to open the door, and in a blink of an eye, she took back a small cardboard box specially used for logistics distribution, and asked casually: "What did you buy again?" weird stuff?"

Come on, this guy doesn't even bother to go shopping. He spends all day mail ordering all kinds of random stuff from all over the world, and he doesn't know how much extra money he has spent.

When you become the master of the family, you have to take good care of him, this guy will not live at all.

Takeshi Nanahara took one look and said: "I didn't buy this. I only ordered some ingredients recently, and it's impossible to deliver them in such a small box."

He had said before that he wanted to get some dried mushrooms to eat. Qingmi Ruri thought it was him ordering some rare ingredients or seasonings by mail. Upon hearing this, he quickly stood up the box and looked at the label, and said warily: "Is it another case? Is it Mysterious Man

Takeshi Nanahara took the box and smelled it carefully, then listened carefully to what was going on inside. He handed the box to her again and said nonchalantly: "It's probably that boring guy again. Open it and take a look."

Qingjian Liuli stood up and got a paper knife, opened the mouth of the box, poured it out, took out a postcard, and then looked inside, there was nothing else.

Takeshi Nanahara reached out and picked up the postcard and took a look at it, raising his eyebrows slightly. Qingmi Liuli quickly moved to his side and took a look at it, and found that there was only one sentence written on it: I can only play with you.

She looked over and over again, and found that there was really only this sentence. She felt that he was really a sick guy. What did he want to say without any beginning or end?

She wondered: "What does this mean? Shouldn't he send you some of the victim's belongings? Show it off to you and share his success with you?"

Takeshi Nanabaru touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "But he didn't succeed this time. He probably started to dislike me. I...well, we seemed to have ruined his favorite work. He seemed a little disappointed. Prepare to ask me for compensation."

Qing Jian Liuli flipped through the postcard again and looked at the sentence again, and she understood a little bit.

Keita Yukiei is a serial killer who was "taught" by Mysterious Man X. He just came back and committed his first crime, and was inexplicably found out by Takeshi Nanahara. It probably affected Mysterious Man X's plan and did not make him happy. He was a little dissatisfied. This is sending a letter to curse people.

It's so annoying. This person hides his head and hides his tail. He only dares to hide in the dark and scare people. He always makes others feel uneasy.

She became a little worried and asked with concern: "Isn't he planning to attack you?"

Nanabaru Wu touched his chin and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like he plans to attack me... Well, you should be more careful these days and don't go out and run around if you have nothing to do."

Qingjian Liuli said in surprise: "Should I be more careful? What does this have to do with me?"

Takeshi Nanahara smiled innocently: "It feels like I accidentally broke his toy, and he probably wanted to break my toy to get back at me, so... I should be fine. In his eyes, I You can play games with him, but you have to be careful not to be plotted by that guy."

Qingjian Liuli was stunned for a while, expressionless and narrowed her eyes, looking at him with contempt.

You bitch, you are a toy, and if you understand him so well, you are probably a psychopath just like him!

Hey, he's scaring me. He's here to plot against me. I'm worried that I can't find him. If he dares to come, I'll blow his head off with a punch!

I have to take it slow. This case has been handled poorly, so I must be really tired... That’s all for tonight. I may really need to relax and try to improve the quality of my daily routine and cases in the next period.

As a part-time player, I really tried my best. An average of more than 7,000 words a day is really not a lot, so it’s the end of the month. Even if I can’t update this week, I have to continue to use the monthly ticket. Please!