I'm Not a Detective

The bastard who should go to hell and be burned by karmic fire for a thousand years!

More than an hour later, Qing Jian Liuli was holding her schoolbag, looking up, drinking the cherry-flavored Coke in one gulp, but the iced soda couldn't extinguish the raging anger in her heart, her skirt flew up, and she kicked on the iron sheet. On the soda can, he kicked it straight into the trash can, making a loud "boom", and the anger in his heart was about to explode, and he could jump up at any time.

In order to prepare for the recruiting activities of the "Deductive Reasoning Institute", she not only spent a lot of time and energy planning, but also called her best friend Yuko Sawada and her childhood sweetheart Yutaro Tsuda to come to help out. She only got a room full of people, but before she could show the charm of reasoning and deduction, she was completely ruined by Qiyuan Takeshi's little trick!

The "murderer" was caught directly, which has nothing to do with reasoning and interpretation, and nothing can be shown. Even if Takeshi Qihara left, the "dead body" Yutaro Tsuda climbed up to play his role again, but the sense of substitution was greatly damaged. , everyone didn’t think that reasoning was the only way to find the murderer, and the group started to mess around and show off their cleverness. In the end, the event failed, and no one agreed to join the promising deductive reasoning research club on the spot. ".

"Think about it again" means it's useless, and she originally planned to get at least two signatures today!

This is a very important opportunity. Next week, all clubs in the school will start recruiting new ones. How can a new club that is not popular at that time compete with popular old clubs? Maybe they don’t even have the signatures to apply for an official club. If you want to become a club, you can't get any funding for club activities from the student union, and the fixed venue for club activities is useless!

Bastard, my youthful high school life was ruined in half!

Qing Jian Liuli became more and more angry when she thought about it, and she was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage when she suddenly saw a person pushing a flatbed cart coming from a distance, it was Qiyuan Wu who ruined her good deed more than an hour ago.

Why is he here?

Why are you pushing so many things?

Could it be a thief?

Qing Jian Liuli became vigilant in an instant, and hid sideways behind a utility pole, taking advantage of her body advantage to perfectly hide, while carefully observing Qiyuan Wu and his cart.

There are dilapidated tables, chairs and benches on the cart, and there are two vertical banners, which seem to be signs...

It doesn't look like stealing, but it looks like setting up a stall. Could it be that this guy ruined my recruiting activities just to come back early to prepare these junks so that I can set up a stall?

Qingjian Liuli followed Qiyuan Wu with her eyes, and saw him pushing the flatbed cart to the small park in front of the station. Out of curiosity, she couldn't help but turned around and followed behind. When she arrived at the small park, she found that her reasoning was right, Qiyuan Wu Started to unload the car, and really started to set up a stall.

What is this for sale?

She couldn't help but go around and look at Takeshi Qiyuan's "signboard". On the left, she saw "divination, psychic, matchmaker, spirit removal, exorcism, talisman, geomantic omen, searching for people, finding objects, etc. Confused and answered", on the right is "If you have money, you can use Motui ghosts, professional psychics, you can talk about everything, new stores open, discounts for the whole site, no money if it doesn't work".

Qing Jian Liuli was dumbfounded, what a mess.

"Yo, isn't this Qing Jian's classmate?" Qi Yuanwu also noticed that Qing Jian Liuli was not surprised, and waved his hand to say hello with a smile, "Meet you again, are you going home?"

He knew that Qingjian Liuli was angry at him for ruining her new recruiting event, but he didn't care, anyway, he had agreed with the garbage recycling station to buy some second-hand tables and chairs this afternoon, and asked them to clean it up and wait. ——This is related to his eating problem, it's bigger than the sky, a little girl likes to be angry or not!

Qingjian Liuli felt even more aggrieved when she saw that he looked like a normal person, but she was not someone who had no tutor and city government, she cursed but would not speak ill in person, so she walked straight over and pointed at his stall with a look on her face. He asked seriously, "What are you doing?"

Qiyuan Wu leaned on the back of the chair and smiled: "Work part-time, work part-time to earn living expenses, I also have to eat."

"work to earn a living?"

Qingjian Liuli is not surprised that high school students work part-time. This is normal in Japan. She is planning to find a job after a while, such as finding a cashier in a convenience store or something, but Takeshi Qihara's part-time job is too weird Yes, is a college student setting up a stall to help people with fortune-telling?

Defrauding money by crooked means?

The mistrust and shame in her eyes were so thick that it was about to overflow, Qi Yuanwu turned a blind eye, wiped the stall with his hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, as you can see, I am a professional psychic, That's how I work."

psychic? just you?

Qing Jian Liuli curled her lips and said: "Even if you are a psychic, you can't set up a stall here! This is a park, a public land in the town, you should quickly put away the stall, or be careful and I will tell Jiaofan that all your rags will be destroyed." Not confiscated!"

Takeshi Qiyuan smiled unchanged, and took out a document from his pocket to show her: "Don't worry, the municipal self-government committee has agreed, and the patrol police can't control me."

Kiyomi Ruri took the document strangely and looked at it, and found that it was a letter of permission issued by the town self-government committee. The owner can occupy the town within a limited amount on the premise of not hindering traffic, not damaging the environment, and not violating the relevant regulations of the business law. Setting up a stall on the public land in the district is based on emotion, reason and law, and it is impossible for the police to take him to criticize and educate him.

She glanced at the familiar private seal under the permission letter and confirmed that it was definitely not a forgery. She couldn't help being even more surprised, and wondered: "How did you get the approval from the municipal self-government committee? Someone wanted to rent out land to set up a stall here before, but it was rejected. How could they be used by a liar for nothing?"

Takeshi Qiyuan took back the letter of permission and said haha: "I see my classmate, speak politely, I'm not a liar, I'm a psychic, a professional psychic!"

Qingjian Liuli insisted: "There are no ghosts and spirits in this world. If you say you are a psychic, then you are lying!"

"Whatever you think, but can you get out of the way, don't affect my business." Qiyuan Wu didn't care about Qing Jian Liuli's opinion, and this hairy girl was not his target customer, so he casually pushed her aside and rushed to the passing people A girl shouted, "This senior, this senior, yes, it's you, please stay, the new store opens today, please come and have a seat!"

Qingjian Liuli was a little annoyed at being pushed aside like garbage, but she didn't leave either.

She is a firm scientific and intellectual school, and she never believes in any ghosts and ghosts in this world. She wants to stay here and see how Qiyuan Wu can deceive people—probably relying on some tricks, some tricks, and some tricks. These chemical reactions deceive ignorant and ignorant people, and she, the professor's daughter, a reasoning genius who is proficient in deductive reasoning, is in charge of intelligence in Totamacho, and a future famous criminal police and detective will definitely be able to expose his deception on the spot!

Bastard, if you dare to ruin my recruiting activity, I'll smash your signboard, and neither of us will feel better about it!