I'm Not a Detective

After the monthly exams, the cultural festival has become the most important event before the summer vacation. The students of the private Yuying High School are even more busy. Even Qingmi Ruri was forced to sew three pairs of pants in the evening - in the "Clothing Group" There were several girls with good sewing skills, and the tasks assigned to her were relatively simple, all of which were pants.

With the props and costumes basically completed, it is now the first Monday in July. The cultural festival will be held tomorrow. It is obvious that the students are in an impetuous mood during class, looking forward to the carnival starting.

After class, a copy of the "59th Chapter Cultural Festival Handbook" was passed to Qingmi Ruri. This is the activity list and schedule compiled by the Cultural Festival Executive Committee. Many copies were printed and distributed everywhere for the convenience of students and the public. Visit the place.

Qingjian Liuli flipped through it casually. She couldn't escape in school anyway, so she could only play for fun. Then she had to pick something interesting.

Maybe you can go watch a movie. I heard that the school's film club is quite powerful. They have won awards in previous competitions. Maybe the movie they make will be interesting. And the ticket price is only 59 yen, which is quite cheap. I don't know if they can Get your money back.

The Light Music Department has a live stage, the Wind Department has a concert, the Judo Department has an exhibition competition, the Calligraphy Department and the Painting Art Club have jointly held a calligraphy and painting exhibition, and it seems that you can go there...

It's a pity. If the recruitment activity had not been sabotaged by that kid, and if the Reasoning and Deduction Club could be officially established, I would have been able to organize a large-scale "murder activity" and perform well in the school.

Qingjian Liuli flipped through the "Handbook" and recorded interesting activities on the paper. She slowly began to look forward to it. When school was over in the afternoon, the classmates in the class were completely excited and started "secondary decoration of the classroom" together. , preparing to open for business tomorrow.

Qingmi Ruri couldn't run away either. She moved chairs, put together tables, covered tablecloths, picked up vases, set up a small stage, decorated doors and windows, and put up promotional posters. She was busy from 3:40 until almost 7 o'clock before she could go home - Takeshi Nanabahara Still waiting for her, but he was obviously lazy, lying on the rooftop all the time, and he opened the door to the rooftop privately.

Well, unlike in the anime, the rooftop of the private Yuying High School is always locked for fear of students jumping off the building or becoming a place for bullying.

Qingjian Ruri called Nanabahara Takeshi down from the rooftop and saw that he was still yawning with sleepy eyes. She despised him a few words in her heart, then handed him the list of activities she picked out and hummed: "We want to go play together tomorrow. ?"

She didn't have many friends in school, and she didn't want to be the lightbulb for Sawada Yuko and Tsuda Yutaro, so she had no choice but to look for him.

Takeshi Nanahara took the paper, looked at it twice, and said with a smile: "I won't go. I have something to do tomorrow, so you can go and play by yourself!"

"What's going on tomorrow?" Qingjian Liuli was confused, "The most you can do is, like me, take part in the rotation of the class and be a judge of the beauty contest, what else can you do?"

Takeshi Nanahara smiled and said: "I got a stall from the Cultural Festival Executive Committee, and I am going to set up a stall tomorrow and do a small business."

"Are you going to set up a stall?" Qingjian Liuli didn't expect this to happen and was surprised, "What do you want to sell? Are you going to be a psychic in school?"

"I don't want to be that famous in school, and the students are all poor... Well, I mean it's not a good idea to make money from my classmates just by talking about it. I just sell some small handicrafts." Takeshi Nanahara sighed as he spoke, "There's nothing I can do about it. You eat so much, and you're guaranteed six bowls of rice per meal. Life is too stressful. I have to find a way to make more money."

"You put... what, you only ate six bowls of rice!" Qing Jian Liuli looked around nervously and felt relieved when she found no one around, and said angrily, "Don't tell me in school how much I eat at home!"

Her appetite is the top secret of the country, and anyone who leaks it will be killed without mercy!

Takeshi Nanabahara didn't care and said with a smile: "Anyway, you ate much more than I expected. If we don't want our quality of life to deteriorate, we must make some money if we have the opportunity."

"You are just greedy for money. You are so desperate for money to solve crimes. One time is enough for you to eat and drink for several months. Moreover, my mother has given you food expenses. No matter how much I eat, you have no burden in daily life."

Qing Jian Liuli muttered unhappily and was a little disappointed. When she read the "Manual" in the morning, she wanted to go shopping with Takeshi Nanabahara and have fun for two days. However, Takeshi Nanabahara didn't say anything and was about to set up a stall. Say it earlier.

This nasty guy comes up all the time without reporting it in advance.

She hesitated for a moment and said gloomily: "Since everyone has applied for a stall, then... let me go too. Then we will take turns looking at the stalls, so that everyone can play for a while."

Takeshi Nanahara glanced at her. Among other things, this girl is very qualified as a friend and has a good heart. He likes such stupid people...well, he likes such kind people.

He immediately nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, then it's all down to you!"

"It's nothing, it's just for fun anyway!" Qingjian Liuli said casually, without taking it too seriously. Selling small handicrafts at a stall for two days would not have any impact, and in a sense, it was quite interesting. He immediately asked out of curiosity, "What exactly are you selling?"

Takeshi Nanahara smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's not something strange!"

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Early the next morning, Takeshi Nanahara lifted five large bags from the second floor, stacked them up and tied them all to the back seat of his bicycle. He smiled at Qingmi Ruri and said, "Okay, let's go, let's make a lot of money!"

Qingmi Ruri glanced at him speechlessly. The cultural festival products were very cheap. Almost all the stalls were just looking to get their money back or hoping to lose less and make some extra money. But Takeshi Nanahara insisted on setting up stalls and she didn't want to. I had no choice but to go to school with him early to prepare. However, when I saw him riding his bicycle, I immediately wondered: "What should I do? I have so many things on the car, where should I sit?"

Takeshi Nanahara joked: "Idiot, do you even need to ask? Of course you are running behind me!"

"That won't work!" Qingjian Liuli said dissatisfied, "Why should I run behind? I'm usually the one riding the bike, why can't I lead others, so it's your turn to ride? Come down, I want to ride!"

"You want to ride?"

"I want to ride!" Qingjian Liuli felt that the baggage was not too heavy, so it was definitely easier to ride a bicycle. This place is more than ten stops away from the school. You are not allowed to stick your tongue out when you run there?

Takeshi Nanahara came down and gave her the bike, "Okay, then you can ride it!"

Hey, why do you look like a human again today? Did you have a good breakfast and are you in a good mood?

Qingmi Ruri didn't expect to succeed so easily. She thought she was going to quarrel with Takeshi Nanahara for a while, but Takeshi Nanahara behaved like a human being. She felt embarrassed when she got on the bike, and hummed: "Let's take turns riding, one person. one stop."

"It doesn't matter, you can ride if you want." Takeshi Nanahara smiled and pushed the car, helped her start, and followed at a small pace.

Qingjian Liuli was very satisfied and did not do anything wrong. He rode at a speed about to take off and let Takeshi Nanawara run up and sway in the wind with his tongue hanging out. Then he rode slowly, twisting left and right, for fear that he would not be able to keep up. But Takeshi Nanabahara was not satisfied, and then He pushed the back seat: "The road is so far, how can you get to school if you ride so slowly? Hurry up!"

Tsk, you guy, I don’t even know how to take care of you!

Qingjian Liuli began to pedal hard, preparing to let Takeshi Nanahara run to him and let him ride the bike for a while. However, he couldn't hear the footsteps behind him after riding very far. He turned around and looked back in surprise, and found Nanahara Takeshi. Yuan Wu had already changed direction and couldn't help but shout strangely: "Where are you going?"

Takeshi Nanahara waved in the distance and said with a smile: "I'm going to take the tram. You can refuel yourself. I'll wait for you at the school gate!"

This idiot is really speechless. I didn't want to trick her this time, but she insisted on jumping down, so I can only feel embarrassed.

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More than forty minutes later, Qing saw Liuli sweating, panting heavily, and almost sticking out her tongue to sway in the wind. Then she rushed to the school gate, jumped out of the car and looked at Takeshi Nanabaru expressionlessly - I How stupid to believe that this piece of shit can look like a human being. It was obviously his fault, but it ended up causing me to be half exhausted early in the morning!

Takeshi Nanabahara smiled innocently and said, "It's you who insists on riding a bicycle."

You said you wanted to take the tram, can I choose to ride a bicycle?

I should have thrown these five big bags and the bicycle into the river halfway!

No, I should have ridden faster, caught up with the tram, knocked it off the rails, and killed him!

damn thing! damn thing! damn thing!

Qing Jian Liuli still had no expression on her face, scolding him crazily in her stomach, threw the bicycle to him and let him push it, then walked into the school gate without care, and Takeshi Qingyuan didn't mind, smiling and pushing the bicycle to follow her.

The school gate has changed a lot. The private Yuying High School is a prestigious school. Poor students like Qingmi Ruri who are willing to pay a large "school aid fee" have to go through the back door through connections if they want to enroll. It can be seen that there is no shortage of money at all, so the student union is naturally quite wealthy. , the cultural festival funds are sufficient, and a colorful "big crown" was installed directly on the top of the school gate, which looks quite impressive.

A sign almost two stories high was placed next to the school gate, which read: Private Yuying High School’s 59th Cultural Festival.

Not to mention inside, there are two rows of display boards after entering the school gate. They are full of posters for various cultural festival activities and official introductions given by the student union. They are all very well-made, and the posters for the beauty pageant are placed in the most conspicuous ones. It occupies the largest area, and contains the personal posters (reduced version) of forty-seven contestants. There are a total of forty-seven classes in private education, with about 1,700 students. Each class selects one to participate, and the numbers are drawn. , Qingjian Liuli ranked No. 17.

Takeshi Nanahara took a special look when he passed by and couldn't help but laugh.

Qingjian Liuli is not photogenic at all. She probably doesn’t want to participate in this event. Although she doesn’t have a hidden fox face on the poster, she’s not much better. She stares at the camera with slightly squinted eyes, a rather stiff smile, and holds hands He punched, as if he was ready to hit the photographer at the next moment.

Qingjian Liuli also saw it and was very dissatisfied with the poster, but gave Takeshi Nanahara a sideways look and said angrily: "What's so funny? You won't be any better than me!"

"Your personality is not suitable for participating in beauty pageants." Takeshi Nanabahara pointed at other people's posters and laughed, "Look at how good their poses are. Some are holding up the skirts of their school uniforms to perform ladylike ceremonies, and some are holding scissors across their hands. You act cute in front of me, but you look like a stake stuck there."

Qing Jian Liuli said "cut" and looked at her opponents with a look of disdain.

She would not deliberately pretend to please others, and even if these girls pretended to be pretentious, she was not as good-looking as she was. She had a slight advantage in terms of absolute appearance, she had also mastered the "Lady's Heart Sutra", and she had an overwhelming advantage in terms of personal temperament.

She curled her lips, pointed at her opponents and said: "They cheated. They agreed that everyone would wear school uniforms. This, this and that all secretly changed their school uniform skirts to be shorter, which is obviously a violation. This, this and this were highlighted. Hair, the school rules clearly say that you are not allowed to dye your hair... There is something wrong with these socks. The school rules clearly say that you are not allowed to wear lace socks when wearing school uniforms! These are even more outrageous, not to mention skirts, even school skirts and jackets are shrunk. waist."

But she blamed her opponents and got a little angry, so she didn't care much, "Forget it, you will definitely make trouble to prevent me from winning anyway, so there is no need to worry about them."

It didn't matter whether she won or lost. Anyway, she didn't want to be praised for her face, but she felt a little aggrieved to have to serve Takeshi Nanabahara carefully for another month.

Takeshi Nanahara glanced at her sideways and said with a smile: "When did I say I was going to cause trouble? Don't worry, I'm not that unruly!"

Qing Jian Ruri didn't believe it. Nanabaru Takeshi was like a dog with a sense of moral integrity, but she was too lazy to pay attention to him. If he wanted to cause trouble, just let him go. It didn't matter anyway - she wouldn't ask him to beat him because of such a thing. High scores, not embarrassing enough.

Takeshi Nanahara didn't bother with the issue. When he pushed his bicycle past a small pavilion next to the display board, he stretched his head to look inside and said with a smile: "Senior, I want to buy a poster for the number 17."

In the small pavilion, two third-grade girls were moving things from the back. One of them came over and glanced at him. She was very service-oriented and said with a smile: "Okay, just a poster? Do you want a postcard?"

Takeshi Nanahara looked at the price list and said with a smile, "Let's get a postcard too!"

"Shenghui 600 yen." She turned around and rummaged through the box, found a No. 17 poster, rolled it up, tied it, and handed it to Takeshi Nanahara along with the postcard.

Takeshi Nanahara paid the money and asked with a smile, "Senior, are there many people buying No. 17?"

"You are the first." The third-grade girl said with a smile, "No. 17 is an unpopular contestant. No one is optimistic about her at the moment. Do you want to buy No. 9, No. 22, No. 26 and No. 39? Their posters sell better. Well, they are the favorites - these posters are in limited quantity and have collectible value."

"no thank you."

Takeshi Nanahara felt that he really didn't need to cause trouble. Qingmi Ruri could take the lead after defeating him. He politely left and asked Qingmi Ruri to leave, he raised the poster in his hand at her and said with a smile: "Don't say that. I’m not supporting you as a friend, but I’m your number one fan.”

"Tch, do I need your support? Give it to me!" Qingmi Ruri snorted and snatched away the posters and postcards, planning to take them home and collect them. Anyway, they couldn't put them with Takeshi Nanahara - the technical level of the school photography club was also Too bad, the photo made her look so ugly, she is not even one-tenth as good-looking as me.

Qin Yuanwu didn't mind, but looked back at the small pavilion, slightly regretting not going to the student union.

I miscalculated. I didn't expect that the student union would have such a way to make money. I recruited the photography club to take photos, carved a commemorative postmark and stamped them randomly, plus a piece of torn paper and a card. I dared to sell them without much cost. Six hundred yen, that’s a lot of money.

If I had known this, I should have accepted the invitation to be an officer of the student union when I entered school, and tried to be elected as the president next year. If there were activities, I would have acted in such a way that I was extremely greedy.