I'm Not a Detective

"Hey, where are you?"

Qingjian Liuli still has tutors. After all, she has a savage mother who can fish her father out of a bear's mouth. She has been scolded countless times since she was a child. Without a tutor, she wouldn't be able to survive now. At least she won't mess around in other people's homes. Channeling is two ways better than a scum like Takeshi Nanahara who even wants to take away the victim's books for free.

She shouted for a while on the first floor, and then shouted again on the second floor. This time she finally heard some movement. She followed the sound and climbed up to the attic, only to find that Takeshi Nanahara was on the roof.

Out of curiosity, she crawled out from the attic, sat down next to Takeshi Nanahara, and asked with a strange look on her face: "What are you doing?"

Takeshi Nanabahara looked at the night sky and whispered: "Work."

Work? Qingjian Ruri was stunned for a moment, and realized that he was looking in the direction of the Bon River. Takeshi Nanabahara was looking at the sky when Matsuuchi Yuuto was killed.

She immediately looked at the sky, and the air quality in Hirano was very good. If it were not good, Takeshi Nanahara would not be able to come here to live. Now the sky in her eyes is clean, mysterious black with a hint of purple, and one Stars are dotted among them, twinkling slightly, as beautiful as fine diamonds scattered on black velvet.

It was beautiful and desirable, but she looked up at it for a long time. She found nothing except that the starry sky was very charming. She turned around and asked curiously: "What are you looking at?"

Takeshi Nanahara raised his hand and pointed at the night sky and said: "That's the Big Dipper. If you connect the four stars on its handle with Arcturus and Spica, you can form a star arc composed entirely of high-level bright stars. This should be the Big Dipper." When Neiyu lay on the ground before his death, he could see the most obvious celestial phenomenon except the moon."

Qingjian Liuli said inexplicably: "So, what does this have to do with his murder?"

Takeshi Nanabaru muttered: "It shouldn't have anything to do with it, at least I can't think of anything to do with it."

Qingjian Liuli was speechless and said: "It doesn't matter, you still have to say so much..."

Takeshi Nanahara glanced at her sideways and said angrily: "You asked me what I was looking at!"

Qingjian Ruri held her breath, while Takeshi Nanahara looked at the stars for a while without success, then took out the leaflet "Okinoshima Four Scrolls" and continued to take a closer look with the ray of light coming from the attic.

Seeing Liuli's curiosity rising again, Qing asked cautiously: "Are you still doubting Tatsuo Uchii?"

"I'm not you, and I have never ruled out his suspicion." Takeshi Nanabahara said calmly, "He has a psychological advantage over Matsunai Yuuto. If murder is not illegal, I bet five hundred yen that he will definitely kill Matsunai Yuuto." His head is also hung on the wall of his office.”

"Because he thinks Yuuto Matsuuchi looks like a wild boar?"

"Yes, plus the demeanor and tone when he spoke. I have seen a person say exactly the same thing, with the same demeanor and the same tone. Even in terms of hunting, Uchii Tatsuo carried the man's shoes. Not worthy, but the nature is the same." Takeshi Nanabahara said softly, "He defeated Matsuuchi Yuuto. It was not just as simple as killing him. There must be something else between him and Matsuuchi Yuuto. It's just the two of them. It’s something that only people know.”

Qingjian Liuli hesitated and said: "What about his alibi?"

Takeshi Nanahara sighed: "That doesn't matter anymore. As long as someone cooperates, I can easily do the same thing. If he really did it, I can roughly figure it out by visiting his house tomorrow. I can even design it." It’s more sophisticated, but it’s no longer important. It’s been so long and it’s hard for us to get any more evidence.”

After a pause, he further explained, "He chose this very simple and direct alibi because it was enough for him. He should be very sure that no one would figure out his motive for committing the crime, just to Just in case, just don't become the first suspect of the police. There is no need to make it too complicated, lest the more you do, the more mistakes you make. That's why I say there must be a reason that only he and Yu Matsunai know. , forcing him to risk killing people."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the photo of "Okinoshima Four Scrolls" and said softly, "Or, if someone can really figure out the motive of the crime, it doesn't matter to him whether he will be arrested or not. He doesn't need to make it too complicated. It’s useless to prove your alibi.”

Qingjian Liuli was stunned for a while, and felt that what he said was not unreasonable. He looked directly at the photo of "Okinoshima Four Scrolls" and said hesitantly: "So, you started to suspect that these four paintings are fakes and are related to the motive of the crime? "

Takeshi Nanahara nodded lightly: "Kazuo Heitate said that Tatsuo Uchii has staked everything for these four paintings. As long as the auction is a success, not only will there be a huge profit, but the Shochiku Drum Museum's reputation will also be greatly improved. His popularity made him one of the first-class art dealers, and his career went to a higher level. On the contrary, everything he had built from scratch would be destroyed in one day. For people like him, if the hunt fails, they will face death, and going to jail is not worth mentioning. "

Qingjian Ruri felt that what he said made sense again. If Tatsuo Uchii insisted on killing a reporter with whom he had a close friendship and was almost a stranger, the possibility of these four paintings was indeed very high, but she hesitated for a while and couldn't help but Said: "But... these four paintings have been identified by experts. They were accidentally found by Tatsuo Uchii in a warehouse of a certain family. The ancestor of that person was the Tokugawa family's flag book. You also said that those four paintings suddenly As far as I can tell, the possibility of a fake appearing in Hirano...should be very small, right?"

"Edo 808 Town, the old Tokugawa turtle stuffed 80,000 flags in it. The Tokugawa flag family's ancestral tatters. If I go out for a walk, I can bring you back a cart. How can you deceive people with even half a cent? No less, I am well fed, well fed, and well fed..."

Takeshi Nanahara's brain was running at a high speed at the moment. If the mechanical structure was probably "clicking" at this moment, it was a bit overloaded, and he almost spilled the words. He quickly coughed and stopped changing his words, "Unless Tatsuo Uchii It was really bad luck, otherwise he would have been tricked. He wanted to buy four paintings quietly, but that family would suddenly become alert and ask for a high price, which made him hesitate. If he was not sure, he would go to the appraisal house once. Every family will raise the price once, but it can keep attracting him, and the price he finally buys will definitely not be low, otherwise he will not get a loan."

Qingjian Liuli was surprised and said: "He is an art dealer, he won't be easily fooled, right?"

"Many of the people who are deceived are actually not stupid, and some even have very high academic qualifications. This kind of thing is often inseparable from a sharp wit. Uchii Tatsuo must have had doubts, otherwise he would not have identified it again and again, but he would also feel that it is really true. It’s worth a bet. After the economic bubble bursts, his art gallery business will probably not be easy to do. He won’t give up easily if he has the opportunity to make a lot of money. Scammers will most likely have caught on to his mentality.”

Takeshi Nanabaru said with great emotion, "And if these four paintings are really fakes, the forger is definitely not simple. He is a top master in this industry. He must have been immersed in 'meat pen painting' for many years. The production is flawless, even I can’t find anything wrong with it, there must be something else in it, it’s totally worth a gamble.”

Qingjian Liuli was convinced again, nodded blankly and asked: "The appraiser..."

Takeshi Nanahara shook his head and said: "You have never been in this industry, so you don't know. If there is nothing doubtful about a painting, it is an authentic work. If the appraiser wants to deny it, he must say one, two, three, four, five, otherwise the buyer and seller will We can’t spare him. There have been many similar incidents in the history of auctions. It’s not uncommon for fakes to be sold at sky-high prices when they are authentic. For example, Milgren, have you heard of this person?”

Of course Qingjian Ruri has never heard of it. The first-year college girl’s knowledge is not that broad, and she has never experienced the explosion of knowledge on the Internet. She really doesn’t know much. It’s not like later generations who just randomly grab someone from the Q group and start from From building atomic bombs to repairing toilets, from forging famous paintings to finding high-quality color pictures, there are fifteen key points and eight methods, and you are only one step away from ascending from the same place.

Takeshi Nanabahara had no choice but to briefly tell her about the life of Meegeren. This man forged works by the Dutch painter Vermeer and sold them quickly. Because there were so many forgeries, even Vermeer's original works were "swamped" "After finally discovering that he was a liar, the British National Gallery gathered a large number of top appraisers. After many meetings and discussions for seven or eight years, they finally determined that "Girl with a Pearl Earring" was originally Vermeer's original work. ——I had always thought it was a fake because it didn’t quite match Vermy’s light and shadow style. But it turned out that Milgren’s fake was too real, and the real thing was almost killed.

Miegeren even dared to deceive the Great Demon King Xi, who also liked art and bought his fake paintings, becoming the most famous unlucky person among the victims of counterfeiting.

There are really many similar art transactions, with various techniques. The pigments and papers used in the top fakes are all in line with the era of the original artist. The artistic style and personal techniques are imitated to the point where they are so fake that even the painter himself and his descendants are confused. You have to be confused. Unless you find a flaw, no appraiser dares to tell you the truth. Otherwise, the seller will give him a slap in the face when he comes up. When the buyer turns around and realizes that he missed the opportunity to make a fortune, he will have to come back and give him a slap in the face.

Takeshi Nanahara cited seven or eight examples at once, ranging from forged oil paintings to forged porcelain. Qingmi Ruri was convinced again and hesitated: "So, this is a fake, not worth 400 million yen?"

Takeshi Nanahara was really speechless. He stared at her for a while. If he had traveled through time and turned into a zombie, he would have walked away shaking his head and crying. He sighed helplessly: "I have said so much in vain, why don't you understand? Who It’s useless to say it’s a fake, not even you, me, or the appraiser. Unless we find flaws in it, even if it’s a fake, it’s still authentic and can still be sold for 400 million yen!”

Why are you so fierce? Why can't people ask if they don't know? Don't even let people talk properly...

When Qing saw Liuli's mouth flattened in grievance, she made a note in her mind that she would scold him in the same tone when he was defeated in the future. Then she immediately cheered up and said seriously: "I'm here to help you!"

Okay, Takeshi Nanahara didn't object. She smelled really good. He didn't dislike her hanging around, but he was a little regretful that she wasn't mute.

Qingmi Ruri also began to seriously look at the photos of these four paintings for the first time. She could not appreciate them before, but now she took a closer look and found that the paintings were indeed very charming. They depicted the Four Seasons scroll on Okinoshima, with a lot of scenery and The characters present various aspects of daily life on Okinoshima.

Technically speaking, the lines are clear and the colors are bold and bright. Except for the proportions of the characters, other parts are realistic and impactful. Even the starry sky is very carefully drawn. The stars are circles of fine twisted lines. , a bit like the painting of a little man holding his face and shouting in happiness... She forgot the name, anyway, it's like the stars in that oil painting, but the stars are much smaller than that.

She really wanted to provide some help to Takeshi Nanahara. After looking at it for a while, her eyes lit up. She pointed at the third painting and said excitedly: "Look, there are stars in the sky, indicating that it is night or night. This section also painted a lot of people standing on fishing boats. Isn’t it unreasonable to go on a fishing trip?”

Takeru Nanahara analyzed the Summer Volume, glanced sideways and said calmly: "That section is about the islanders fishing for cherry blossom shrimp at night. It should have been the traditional shrimp fishing season, which is now November in the Gregorian calendar. It is the time when the cherry blossom shrimp is the most plump and valuable. After that, the cherry blossom shrimp will enter the deep sea to escape the winter and look for food. It will not enter the fishing range of ancient fishing boats again until March next year. The quality is not very good, so these Ancient people could only intensify fishing during this period of time and night, and the paintings were no problem and very realistic."

Oh, it turns out that it is like this. Shrimp fishing in ancient times is different from modern times. It is not possible at any time.

Qingjian Liuli felt that her intelligence had improved again and she had learned another knowledge point, but she immediately pointed at a bent man out of curiosity and asked: "What about him? His posture is weird. Isn't it a bit suspicious?"

"He was digging taro, not going to the toilet."

"What about this kid riding a sheep...or a dog?"

Takeshi Nanahara turned to look at her and said directly: "You are off work."

Qingjian Liuli asked strangely: "Why do I have to get off work? It doesn't matter. I agreed with my mother that we can go back later. It doesn't matter if we stay a little longer."

Takeshi Nanabaru said angrily: "Because you are really too noisy, which seriously affects my thinking. Ichinose Nori's drawings are smelly and long, and the photos are small. I have to look at them carefully bit by bit, and integrate them in my mind bit by bit. Comparing the literature! I just saw the summer volume, don’t bother me with the autumn and winter volume, so now you get off work immediately and go back to your home immediately, don’t make me angry, otherwise I will be punished. "

Qingjian Liuli was very dissatisfied and said dissatisfied: "But it is always like this in mystery novels. The heroine will wake up the hero with a sentence, allowing him to have a flash of inspiration and find the truth. I am just doing what I should do. Why do you dislike me?"

Takeshi Nanabahara looked at her for a while and said in disbelief: "Where did you get the courage to think that you are a heroine? There are pig-brained heroines like you in mystery novels. That novel has been wiped by readers!"

Qingjian Liuli felt very insulted. She stared at him angrily for a while with a dark face and lowered her head. Then she blew out two puffs of white air and turned away.

This bastard has been fine for a while, and then he starts not to speak to anyone again, and just leaves as soon as possible, as if others don't care about staying in your empty shabby house!

I hate you forever, don't beg me to come back!

She went straight back to the living room, took Matsuuchi Yuuto's book collection from her hiking bag and put it aside, then took out Nanahara Takeshi's school bag and viciously... didn't dare to throw it, threw it on the tatami, put on her small round-toe shoes, and was furious Gugu went home, but as soon as she walked out of the door and walked into the yard, Takeshi Nanabahara appeared at the second floor window, waving as if nothing was wrong: "Wait!"

Qingjian Liuli snorted coldly, turned around slowly, and said calmly: "What did you ask me to do? Didn't you ask me to go home because you thought I was in the way?"

Of course, having said that, she felt a little more comfortable.

That's okay, this guy still knows how to catch up and apologize, and he's not that bad of an asshole yet. If he says a few soft words, it's not impossible to give him another chance...

While she was being reserved, Takeshi Nanahara threw down a thread reel and a box as big as a man's head from the window on the second floor, and said, "I almost forgot, take the thread to your room and pack the things."

Qingjian Liuli looked at Xianluo strangely, then looked up at him and asked in confusion: "What is this?"

"Nothing, it's a simple communication device. From now on, you can come over if I ring the bell, so as not to inconvenience me." After finishing speaking, Takeshi Nanahara disappeared from the window, leaving only a few words in the end, "There are tools and detailed instructions in the box. Be careful and don't let my hard work last night go in vain."

Seeing Liuli, Qing Qing raised his schoolbag and wanted to throw it in from the window to kill him, but he knew it was useless. He stared at the thread wheel and blew out white air for a while, endured the humiliation, picked it up and went home.

Go back and put it on, ring the bell and disturb him to death!