I'm Not a Detective

"Yes... are you calling me?"

The girls passing by looked at Takeshi Qihara, then at the beautiful JK Kiyomi Ruri, and then at the "signboard" of the stall, a little confused about the situation, and directly showed confusion.

Psychics and divination are legal in Japan. Japan does not crack down on feudal superstition. Related shops are very common and popular in streets and temple fairs. She has nothing to be confused about such roadside stalls, but Qiyuan Takeshi She looks too young, and she doesn't dress like a person in this business.

Takeshi Qiyuan turned a blind eye to the confusion on her face, smiled and continued to wave, "Yes, it's you! Senior sister is worrying, it is destiny to meet, please come and sit for a while, it won't take much time for you, and you don't need to pay if you are not satisfied." One yen."

The passer-by girl hesitated for a moment, walked over slowly, and asked a little embarrassedly: "How do you know that I am distressed? Is it obvious?"

"Please take a seat first." Takeshi Qiyuan pointed to the guest seat in front of the booth first, and asked the girl to sit down before explaining with a smile, "I am a psychic, and the aura in your body told me."

"Aura on me?"

Takeshi Qiyuan said seriously: "Yes, the spiritual energy in your body is like clear springs and flowing water hitting rocks, and the music played is very beautiful, but the tune is a bit sad and sad."

What he said was swearing, and his eyes were sincere. The passer-by girl became half-believing, and asked tentatively: "Then can you perceive why I am distressed?"

Qiyuan Wu gently closed his eyes, opened them a moment later and said with a smile, "I heard the sound of a violin, and I heard uneasiness. Are you worrying about the Spring National College Symphony Competition?"

The passer-by girl covered her mouth in surprise, and nodded repeatedly, "That's right, I'm just worried about this matter."

She had wanted to talk to someone for a long time, and seeing that Takeshi Qiyuan really had two brushes, she immediately said: "The senior sister who was originally the chief violinist in the club, her family suddenly arranged for her to go abroad for further studies, and she couldn't participate in the competition. Mr. Kimura asked me to take over. Chief, let me be in charge of the solo part, I... I don't know if I can do well, and I don't know if I can get good results in the competition, if it's because of me..."

As she talked, she became worried again, and hesitated, "Maybe I should ask Mr. Kimura to choose another chief. In the past, the chief was a senior in the third grade. I just entered the second grade. It seems that breaking the tradition is not good... ..."

"Are you going to refuse?" Qiyuan Wu pondered for a moment, then asked with a smile, "It's not impossible to refuse, but you have practiced so hard, won't you be unwilling? You must have thought about being the chief, have you thought about it?" Are you in charge of the solo part in the official competition?"

The passer-by girl was stunned, and said embarrassedly: "Work hard...I'm not really hard work..."

"Having practiced all spring break has been hard work."

The passer-by girl was taken aback, and covered her mouth and said, "How do you know that I have been practicing during the holidays?"

"I sensed it." Takeshi Qiyuan tapped his forehead with his index finger, and smiled, "You often immerse yourself in the music, and your aura will be affected naturally. You can't hide it from anyone."

"Is that so?" The passer-by girl looked at Qiyuan Wu with a little admiration in her eyes. She didn't expect to meet such a professional psychic while walking, and she felt better than those who officially opened a shop.

Takeshi Qiyuan nodded heavily: "That's right, so I think since you have already put in the effort, why give up the opportunity to prove yourself? What's the harm in giving it a try?"

The passer-by girl’s complexion changed and she struggled for a while, then said frustratedly: “Although I tried my best to practice, I’m still not sure. If I mess up, everyone will blame me behind my back, and no one will recognize me as the chief in the future, and the situation will become worse. It’s too bad, it’s better not to force it from the beginning..."

Qiyuan Wu shook his head and said seriously: "Actually, even if you screw up, it is impossible for everyone not to recognize you. At least one person will applaud you no matter what, and will recognize your performance."

"who?"

"Your guardian spirit."

"Guardian spirit?" The passer-by girl couldn't help but glance back, but of course she didn't see anything, she turned around and asked in surprise, "I have a guardian spirit? Can you see it?"

"Of course, everyone has a guardian spirit. I am a professional psychic medium, so I can naturally perceive it." Qi Yuanwu looked serious and solemn.

"Then what does my guardian spirit... look like?" The passer-by girl was a little convinced, curious and a little scared in her heart.

"Give me your hand, please." Qiyuan Wu Pingping stretched out his hand, palm up, motioning for the passer-by girl to put her hand up. After the passer-by girl complied, he closed his eyes and felt it silently for a moment, then said softly, "She is older, with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and her aura is very warm and kind, it should be from your grandmother... no, it is from you grandmother."

The passer-by girl couldn't help but look back again, the fear in her expression disappeared, but she asked in confusion, "My grandma...has she been guarding me? Didn't she go to heaven?"

"She has already gone to heaven, and all she left behind is her care and love for you. This kind of thought has become your guardian spirit—she likes listening to you play the violin very much, and also likes the way you work hard."

The passer-by girl was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "So that's the case. That's right, she used to love me very much, and she liked to listen to me practice the piano very much. She often sat in the corridor and listened to it all afternoon..."

Qiyuan Wu nodded: "So, there is no need to worry about failure, just play for her! As long as you put in the effort and play wholeheartedly, even if you fail, she will still applaud you with a smile - she believes in you, Looking forward to you, why don't you believe in yourself?"

After speaking, he smiled behind the passer-by girl.

The passer-by girl couldn't help but look back again, and when she turned around, the expression on her face changed for a while, as if she had made up her mind.

She nodded vigorously, and her voice was a little louder, as if she wanted the guardian spirit to hear, "I will work harder, I... I will definitely strive for a perfect performance!"

Qiyuan Wu smiled back: "I believe in you."

The passer-by girl blushed, felt embarrassed again, stood up and bowed: "Thank you for your words, thank you for telling me this, it relieved my troubles." Then she took out her wallet and said a little embarrassedly, "How much should I pay?" ? Sorry, I didn't bring much pocket money to go out today..."

Qi Yuanwu glanced at her wallet quickly, and found that there were not many coins in it, and immediately shook his head and smiled: "The new store is opening, you are my first customer, it's free, and..." He opened the wallet again while talking. A cardboard box, took out a wooden carving and handed it to her, "Lucky talisman, I have blessed spiritual power, take it with you, no matter what difficulties you encounter, as long as you keep your courage, face the difficulties, and believe that you can do it, it will give you Bring good luck."

The passer-by girl didn't expect Qi Yuanwu not only to not accept money, but also to give a small gift, and she was even more embarrassed, and quickly declined: "No, no, thank you, I can't take it, and I should pay for it."

"It's really unnecessary." General Qiyuan gave her a lucky talisman and smiled, "If you feel embarrassed, then do me a favor and introduce me to your friends."

If not, how can I remind this girl to help him advertise?

Seeing his sincerity and resolute attitude, the passer-by girl accepted the amulet embarrassingly, tied it to her schoolbag solemnly, and asked a few more questions about the guardian spirit before reluctantly leaving. Her steps were obviously much lighter. And when he walked away, he turned his head and bowed again.

Qiyuanwu smiled and waved, and when the guests left, he relaxed his sitting posture again, and asked Qingjian Liuli, who had been standing aside for a long time, strangely: "Why don't you go home?"

Qing saw that Liuli was in a daze, she originally wanted to expose Qiyuanwu's deception with subtle reasoning, but from beginning to end, she couldn't find a chance to interrupt, and even after watching the whole process, she herself began to be confused - this is too much. It's unscientific, there must be no ghosts in this world, and the guardian spirit is even more bullshit, but how did this guy deceive that ignorant senior sister?

She couldn't help asking: "How did you do it?"

"I told you, I'm a professional psychic."

"I do not believe!"

Qiyuanwu snorted and said, "Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me. Anyway, I'm not a liar, but can you leave, don't hinder my work here."

Seeing that Liuli's eyes narrowed slightly, she was a little annoyed, wanted to say something but couldn't think of what to say, but she was very unwilling to leave in such a desperate manner. If she didn't figure out what's going on here, she felt that she wouldn't be able to sleep well this month, she would definitely think about it over and over again, and maybe her world view would start to shake.

To be honest, her world view is a little unstable now, and it feels like the world is suddenly a little fantasy.

She held back there for a while, turned around and sat down opposite Qiyuan Wu, opened her schoolbag and took out a wallet in the shape of a cartoon pig, and slapped it heavily on the table. Draw a line of big characters: I must figure it out, no one should stop me!

Qi Yuanwu's eyes lit up when he saw "Little Fat Pig", he sat up straight immediately, and asked enthusiastically, "Student Qing Jian, is there anything I can do for you?"

Qingjian Liuli pointed to the four characters "answering questions and solving doubts" on his signboard, and said, "If you provide answering questions and solving doubts, I will pay for it! I am your guest now, and you must give me a service that will make me feel Satisfactory answer, don't use nonsense to perfuse me anymore!"

Qiyuan Wu was stunned for a while, and laughed dumbly: "Are you so curious?"

Qingjian Liuli said seriously: "Curiosity is the source of human progress. There is nothing wrong with being curious. Exuberant curiosity is a good thing!"

"Okay!" Takeshi Qiyuan estimated the fatness of Xiaozhu's wallet again, and smiled indifferently: "One question is 1,000 yen, and you will get a 50% discount for the opening of the new store. If you have any questions, you will be satisfied!"

Five hundred yen?

For a college student, it’s not a small amount. You can eat two bowls of ramen, but it’s more important to find out the truth!

Seeing that Liuli didn't even bargain with him, she took out a 500 yen coin and slapped it on the table, and asked directly, "How did you do it just now?"

Takeshi Qiyuan still has professional ethics. He reached out to wipe the coins on the table, and the coins disappeared immediately. He said honestly: "I used mind reading."

Qing Jian Liuli said: "I paid for it, don't say such nonsense anymore!"

"It's not nonsense." Takeshi Qiyuan patiently explained, "It's not the supernatural mind reading technique you understand, it's the cold reading technique in the psychological sense."

"What does cold reading... mean?"

"It refers to the ability to see through and guess other people's minds when they meet for the first time through observation, hints, and guidance without preparation, so that they can better communicate with people. It is often used in psychotherapy."

Qiyuanwu looked at Qingjian Liuli after explaining, just like looking at a simple and ignorant little fat sheep, his eyes were full of smiles.

The civilian Internet in this world has just started, and before the information explosion, the definition of mind reading is not common sense, otherwise just remind me, I guess the fat sheep in front of me, no, this Qingjian classmate will be able to react, all There is no need to go into such detail.

Compared with the 21st century, the 1990s can really be regarded as a paradise for psychics, with silly little fat sheep everywhere.