I'm Not a Detective

"No. 22...that's it."

With the arrival of the cultural festival, the playground of the private Yuying College has been transformed into a small market by the cultural festival executive committee. Under the neat rows of parasols are stalls, with a number of one hundred and fifty - most of them are It is used by various clubs to sell the results of club activities to subsidize the funds for club activities.

Takeshi Nanahara pushed the bicycle to stall No. 22, took a satisfied look at the surrounding environment, and after unloading the baggage, asked Qingmi Ruri to push the bicycle to the shed while he began to place the goods.

"so cute!"

When Qingjian Liuli came back and saw the things on the stall, she liked them a little. She picked up a wooden dog pendant and asked curiously: "Did you make it yourself?"

Takeshi Nanahara took out a small and exquisite magic wooden box from his bag and put it aside. He said with a smile: "Of course, I will sell my practice works when I have the opportunity."

A good magician will make his own magic props. He needs to constantly improve his skills. Carving also exercises his observation and memory skills. He also needs to practice frequently to maintain his condition. As time goes by, he will naturally accumulate a lot of wood junk. Just use it to exchange for some pocket money and occupy Qingjian Ruri's time - to him, it is pure junk, and will be thrown away in the future if he doesn't sell it.

Qing Jian Liuli was relieved. She thought Qi Yuanwu would sell some money-making stuff like "Love Spells", "Confession Winning Talisman", "Dali Pills", etc. But she didn't expect it was really handicrafts, so she helped look after the stall. There is no psychological burden, but...

She picked up another wooden monkey and looked at it. She felt that she liked it very much. She hesitated and said, "Are you going to sell it like this?"

It looks great. It’s so fun to have at home. Why sell it?

Takeshi Nanahara glanced at her and said with a smile: "The wood used for these things is very common and has not been specially treated. It is possible that one day it will crack and deform. Of course, it must be sold."

Well, the wood was more than ordinary. It was dead wood that he picked up when setting up a stall in the park. When there were no customers, he would carve it to pass the time. At the same time, he would also guide his young apprentice Kakumaru Yuki in his studies.

Qing Jian Liuli was surprised: "Fake and inferior products?"

"It's a work of practice." Takeshi Nanahara smiled nonchalantly, "It's just a small plaything or a small toy. Just tell the person who buys it directly. It can only be kept for three to five years. If they are willing to buy it, just buy it. If they don't want to buy it, just forget it. ”

Well, this is not a scam to consumers.

Qing Jian Liuli had no objection. It was usually like a school bag pendant or something. It was normal to change it every few months. It would only take three to five years for it to break down and be useful.

She started to help Takeshi Nanahara set up the stall, and it didn't take long to finish it. Takeshi Nanahara clapped his hands, stood up and said with a smile, "That's it, you go check out the stall first, and I'll go report to the beauty pageant."

"I'm going to compete in the competition later, and then this stall will..."

"Just throw it here, no one will steal it." Takeshi Nanahara didn't care, he patted his butt and left.

Setting up a stall is purely for recycling waste. It mainly takes up Qingjian Ruri's time and prevents her from running around. It's not a pity if some rags are stolen. What's more, this is a school cultural festival, and no students or parents of students are crazy enough to come here. Steal something.

Qingmi Liuli thought about it, so she sat down on the horse and started to look at the stalls. From time to time, she picked up a small wooden sculpture and played with it for a while. She felt that it was quite exquisite and fun, and she also felt that Takeshi Nanabahara was really capable - she really wanted to be like Takeshi Nanabahara. He is very good at everything he does, even if it is a small thing he makes casually, she likes it very much.

Maybe you can ask him to carve a pig for you out of good wood later? But how to achieve the goal is a problem, that guy will definitely open his mouth like a lion.

"Um...classmate, how much does this cost?" Qingjian Liuli was thinking wildly when a passing senior girl picked up a small animal pendant and looked at it. She thought it was quite interesting and couldn't help but want to buy it.

Qing Jian Liuli came to her senses and said quickly: "This small one costs 900 yen."

"900 yen?" The senior girl was a little hesitant. Selling such a small piece of wood for 900 yen was not cheap, but the small pendant was indeed very cutely carved, so she still paid for it.

Seeing that Liuli didn't accept the money, Qing Qing warned: "Senior, the shelf life of this small pendant is only about three years."

The senior girl was stunned for a moment, then handed her the money and said with a smile, "I understand."

"Thank you." Qingmi Ruri accepted the money. Unexpectedly, it went so smoothly. A business was made before the cultural festival officially started. Takeshi Nanabahara's carving skills are indeed excellent. At least he is very popular with the little girls in high school, and the girls passing by also like him. Whether they were here to play or to set up a stall, everyone was somewhat interested. They couldn't help but look through it and ask about the prices. Some people even asked what kind of club Qingmi Ruri belonged to, as if they wanted to learn how to carve rotten wood.

Qingjian Ruri started busy collecting money, and for a while it became the busiest stall in the "market". But it was almost nine o'clock, the beauty pageant was about to start, and she had to go to the atrium - the host of the cultural festival. The stage was placed in the atrium of the school. In the morning, the contestants of the beauty pageant appeared one by one and were scored by the judges. In the evening, the votes were counted. The combination of the two can select the winner and get the title of "Miss. Yuying".

The time was almost here, Qingmi Ruri covered the stall with furoshiki, put the money received into his pocket and took it with him, and immediately rushed to compete, but as soon as he ran out of the playground, he met a limping man The middle-aged Obasan asked her politely: "Excuse me, this classmate, can you help me?"

Qing Jian Liuli immediately stopped and asked politely: "Okay, Auntie, what can I do for you?"

Obasan pointed to a van not far away, and said in a soft and polite tone: "The thing is, the student union of your school ordered some flowers, but when I came, I couldn't find the place where the student union told me to deliver the flowers... There are too many people in the atrium and vehicles cannot pass through. We need to take a detour. Could you please take me to the B2 entrance of the canteen?"

Lead the way?

Qingjian Liuli hesitated. The entrance to the playground is on the left side of the school, and the cafeteria is behind the school. Vehicles are not allowed on most roads now. It takes half a circle around the school, which is a bit far, but she likes to help others by nature. Looking at the watch, there is still some time - she is ranked No. 17. Even if there are 5 people in a group, it won't be her turn to appear on stage for a while, so it doesn't matter if she takes a little time.

Well, she is going to go on stage like this, without any makeup or anything like that, and just rely on hard power to win - if Takeshi Nanahara is not naughty and gives her 0 points, she is going to win with hard power, and she will never be like other girls. The school uniforms and socks are tampered with, or the makeup is painted on so much that even his own mother would not recognize him.

She hesitated slightly and then nodded immediately: "Okay, Auntie, I'll show you the way."

"Thank you so much."

Obasan was very grateful, bowed, and immediately limped and walked quickly to the van with her. One arm was a bit unnatural when walking, as if he was disabled.

Qing Tong Liuli couldn't help but stretched out her hand to help her, and said patiently: "Auntie, don't worry, please go slowly."

Obasan was stunned for a moment and said softly: "Thank you, little classmate, you are so kind-hearted."

Qingjian Liuli hummed sheepishly: "It's nothing, this is what I should do."

As she spoke, she got into the van and sat in the passenger seat. When Obasan also got into the van, she pointed to the road and said, "Auntie, please turn around and we'll go around on the right."

Obasan did as he was told and slowly drove the van near the cafeteria. Compared to the school gate and vestibule, it was much deserted here, with almost no one in sight.

Qingjian Liuli pointed to a small door on the side of the cafeteria and said, "Auntie, that should be door B2. I'll go in and help you ask who ordered the flowers."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Obasan smiled softly and thanked her, but when Qingjian Liuli turned around and opened the door, he took out the electric shock device and silently hit her back, and a blue-white arc-shaped electric light flashed.

Qingjian Liuli is also a mortal body. She never expected that someone would dare to commit murder in the school during the cultural festival. She groaned and intended to fight back, but her body was paralyzed, let alone hitting someone. She tilted her body and almost lost consciousness and fell out of the car. Outside, the change in her pocket was scattered all over the floor - she had unlocked the car door and was about to get out of the car. She didn't expect someone to sneak up on her!

Obasan's face was full of sinisterness at this time. He stretched out his hand to pull her back, let go and shocked her again to confirm that she was completely unconscious. This time he put down the seat, wrapped her in a piece of cloth, and stuffed her into the flowers in the carriage. In the bush.

Immediately, she turned around and drove straight away from the school without being disturbed at all.

Today is the "open day" of the private Yuying High School. She can come in and out at will. She is in a flower shop van that looks like it is delivering goods. No one will pay attention to it. In the blink of an eye, she disappears into the traffic with Qingjian Ruri. middle.

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"Next, we invite contestants No. 16 to No. 20 to take the stage. They are Shizuka Ikeda from Class D in the third year, Ruri Qingmi from Class E in the first year, Kyoko Umezu from Class A in the second year, and Bun from Class B in the second year. Yuexue classmate, senior sister Kikukawa Megumi from Class F in the third year!”

The first round of the beauty pageant was going on. Six to seven hundred passers-by gathered under the large stage in the atrium. The host heated up the atmosphere very passionately and invited five beautiful girls to appear on the stage. Takeshi Nanabahara smiled and prepared to see Qingmi Liuli. It's embarrassing to come out - this idiot thinks that he can win the beauty pageant if he has a good-looking face. He really thinks too much. Japanese beauty pageants never select beautiful women. The winners are one by one.

Of course, he was not stingy. At most, he would be angry with her, asking her "What kind of food do you like to eat?" "How many bowls of rice do you eat in one meal?" "Have you ever eaten enough?" "Expression" and other ordinary questions, and then use the reason "Qingmi-san is the only one who appears on stage without makeup" as an excuse to give her a full score of 100 points, so that she will not be dissatisfied if she loses later.

As for others criticizing him for engaging in shady activities and actually daring to give "Girlfriend" full marks, let them be, he doesn't care, since today he mainly focuses on watching the fun.

But he didn't notice the excitement. After waiting for a while, a total of four girls appeared on the stage. Qingqing was slightly surprised when Liuli didn't come.

The host was also a little strange, but after all, this was a school-level beauty pageant. There was a lack of equipment and poor communication between the front and backstage. He looked at the number plate and went directly to the stage to communicate with his companions in a low voice: "Where is the number 17? Not here... …Did he run away again?”

They were all little girls aged 16, 17 or 18. They were sent to compete, but they were not professional players. When they arrived at the scene and saw the crowd of heads below, it was normal for them to be frightened and run away. There had been cases before. One of them gave up, and Qingjian Liuli was the second one.

He immediately returned to the center of the stage and covered it up with a smile: "Qingmi-san is really shy. Let's give her some buffer time. Let's first take a look at the three judges' first impressions of the four contestants. Nanabahara... eh ?”

He turned around and saw that one of the three judges was missing. Takeshi Nanahara had also disappeared. He was dumbfounded - the contestants had run away, so why did the judges run away too?

What to do?

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Of course, Takeshi Nanahara didn't believe that Qingmi Ruri would run away. Even if she couldn't win, she would definitely go on stage and do a spin. At most, she would make a hidden fox face on the spot, then go home, take off her socks, sit there cross-legged, and sulk, looking for various excuses. She was tough to talk, but there was no way she was going to run away without a fight.

Then she was 100% supposed to come. If she didn't come now, something must have happened. He couldn't care about the beauty contest. He rushed directly to the playground stall, took a look at the well-covered furoshiki, and then left the playground again. He glanced at the direction of the school gate, then looked at the vestibule, hesitated for a moment, and then let go of his breath.

He carefully distinguished the smell and started walking forward along the road. In addition to seeing the unique fragrance of Liuli, he tried not to let his mind wander and think about what other smells were. However, he stood still before walking very far. As I walked, I found that the smell of Qingjian Liuli had become lighter.

He smelled the smell here again carefully, rubbed his nose, and judged that she must have gotten on the bus. He immediately followed the exhaust and continued to search, and found near the canteen along the way. He saw two girls standing there in the distance. The two girls also saw him and asked directly: "Classmate, did you lose the money?"

Takeshi Nanahara walked over and asked with a smile: "Did the two seniors find the money?"

A girl nodded and said, "Yes, there was a lot of change scattered on the ground just now. Did you lose it?"

"Can you let me see it?"

"Uh, okay."

The girl took out a handful of coins, and Takeshi Nanahara took it, smelled it, took a few steps forward, and then fell back, facing the direction of the school gate, squinting her eyes slightly, and she was very sure that Qing Jian Liuli was kidnapped. gone.

He caught a serial murderer and made the mysterious man X unhappy. He had been very careful in the past ten days. He went in and out with Qingjian Ruri and just shared the same bed with her. He was just a little worried that something would happen to her. Unexpectedly, something happened.

It stands to reason that if the other party wants to attack him or Qingjian Liuli, the best time is on the way to and from school. During this period, he has also maintained a considerable degree of vigilance, paying attention to the people and movements around him. As a result, the other party actually chose this time to directly attack him. The school took action, and it happened to pick a little time when he was not with Qingjian Ruri...

He obviously got a pile of junk for Qingjian Liuli to sell, and didn't give her a chance to run to a place with less people. However, he was caught by the other party in just a few steps in a short space of time. He didn't know whether the other party was lucky enough or just did his homework. Well done.

"Uh, classmate, is this money... yours?" The two girls looked at Takeshi Nanahara with his eyes squinting and his expression calm. It was a little strange, but they felt a little cold for no reason, and they were a little at a loss for a moment.

"No, thank you, senior sister." Takeshi Nanahara turned around and said with a smile, then walked back along the road where the van passed.

He could understand that the mysterious man X wanted to take revenge on him, but kidnapping his housework robot was too much. He wanted to turn that guy inside out and beat him to death, and at the same time rescue the housework robot.