Chapter 64 Do I Have to Kneel and Beg You to Fall in Love?
Chapter 64 Do you have to ask me to beg you to fall in love?
After finishing the hot pot, Takeshi Nanahara opened the window for ventilation. The cool breeze of mid-to-late April in Hokkaido blew in, and the indoor temperature dropped slightly. But Qingmi Ruri didn't care at all. He only felt warm in his stomach and lazy in his body.
, I wish I could just lie down on my back, close my eyes and squint for a while.
It was just too ugly for a girl to lie down and rub her belly right after eating in front of a boy. She couldn't accept it at all, so she could only sit there, holding the warm barley tea and humming in secret.
I don’t know why, but I really like eating this kind of hot pot. The mutton is so fresh and the dipping sauce is so fragrant. The combination is simply invincible!
Those gourmets in Japan don’t know what they are doing. Why haven’t they promoted this kind of hot pot on a large scale? It is simply a crime. They should be dragged to the crossroads and they are all wrong.
It's a pity that I met this bastard... No, it's a pity that I met him a little late. It would definitely be more comfortable to sit in the kotatsu on a snowy day and eat steaming hot pot with him.
Well, remember, when it snows this year, you will eat like this again.
Takeshi Nanahara was holding barley tea while digesting his food. He was rushing to eat and accidentally ate too much, which ruined his health plan. He was hesitating in his heart whether to lower the food level. He felt that if he continued to eat like this, he would not only eat too much but also ruin his health plan.
It seems that the food budget will be exceeded - the Tibetan fox's appetite has also increased too much. On the first day, it was only half of what it is now, right? I thought that the leftovers from dinner would be enough for her, but she didn't expect that she only used
In just a few days, it has developed to the point where I started grabbing food.
Of course, this is a small matter, and the food manager is worried about how much the guests eat, but if a Tibetan fox is raised into a pig, and he walks around with a piglet all day long, his style will be degraded too much...
But the emperor couldn't bear the downgrade of food, and was very embarrassed.
He thought about it for a while, then gave up. He took out Kameda Atsushi's "code book" and started looking through it, imagining various possibilities and preparing to work hard and earn more money back.
The room was silent for a long time. Qingmi Liuli hummed secretly for a while. When she looked up, she finally remembered the commission and the case. She originally planned to discuss it with Takeshi Nanabaru at dinner, but she just felt so comfortable after eating.
He was very protective of his food, and was never allowed to eat his mutton. He was only busy competing with him in a battle of wits and courage, and accidentally forgot about it.
Now she remembered it, and quickly moved her position, getting close to him and watching with him. After watching for a while, she curiously asked: "Can you decipher it?"
Takeru Nanahara smelled the smell on her body, and suddenly thought that it was okay. At least she was qualified as an air freshener. She was fatter and it was better to shed oil than to bleed when she was stabbed. However, his face remained calm and he shook it gently.
Shaking his head: "Not at the moment. This doesn't look like a password. It should be a mark that only Kameda knows."
Qingjian Ruri also felt that it didn't look like it. Although there were many symbols on it, they were too single and the repetition rate was extremely high. Even with a code book, it would be difficult to convey too complex information. She couldn't help but said in confusion: "Keda-san is just an ordinary person."
Company employee, what on earth needs to be kept secret? Remembering it like this, I doubt whether he will be able to understand it after a long time. What is he guarding against? "
"Let's go to his house tomorrow and have a look. Maybe we can find something." Takeshi Nanabahara turned to the two pages of pictures that were all boxes. He looked up and recalled Kameda Atsushi's corpse examination report. He had a vague guess, but he had no idea about a certain person.
For a company employee in his forties, this is somewhat unreasonable. We can only collect more information tomorrow before we can make a judgment.
It's just that this business was indeed a loss. If I had known it was so troublesome, I shouldn't have asked for a higher price just because I was introduced by an acquaintance.
Qingjian Liuli hadn't given up yet. She was staring hard at the two pages of pictures, hoping that she would have a flash of inspiration and give the detective a hint as the heroine. But before she could figure out a clue, Takeshi Nanabahara turned around and reminded him.
: "It's time for you to go to work."
Ah, yes, I came back late today and went straight to dinner. I haven’t dusted the room, polished my shoes, washed the dishes, and tidied up the kitchen... But I just finished eating and didn’t want to move. If only I could just stay here.
It would be nice to eat and not have to work.
Of course, she herself knew that this was impossible. In that case, she would be too embarrassed to mess around with dinner here. She was just thinking nonsense, got up and went to work honestly. As soon as the housework was finished, Takeshi Nanabahara immediately crossed the river and demolished the bridge and started to hurry.
When she went home, she had no choice but to put her bag on her back, pick up the box of groceries and leave - Takeshi Nanahara was more fun here, it was close to home anyway, she wanted to play a little longer before going home, just to discuss
I might as well do whatever I want tomorrow, but he always refuses and will kick people out as soon as the work is done.
You bastard, if you get bored one day, I won’t talk to you, and I will stifle you to death!
She complained in her heart that she entered her house in less than a minute. She habitually shouted "I'm back" before taking off her shoes and carrying the suitcase back to her room. In the living room, Qingmi Xiangzi was holding her little daughter in her arms and watching educational programs required by the school.
, looked back at her, didn't even bother to ask her if she had had dinner, and turned back to watch TV.
Okay, I see you, the unlucky boy, are not far away from the day you live there, and you are back nine minutes later than last night.
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Qingjian Liuli returned home, took a bath, changed clothes and pulled up her hair in one go. Then she went to her father's study, found his tape recorder and took it back to her room. She took a random tape from the glove box and read that the cover was called "Blue"
"Tokyo" was inserted into the tape recorder, and soon a slow-paced folk song filled the room, almost lulling her to sleep.
She listened to the song and scribbled on her homework, then took out "The World's Most Beautiful Detective, Ms. Ruri Morse's Detective Collection" and wrote down everything she encountered today, including Kameda Atsushi's "secret words" and that
She roughly copied the two pages of pictures from memory, then looked at them and began to think hard.
Okay, I still don’t understand, but this is definitely not normal. Who would remember daily things like this?
Soon her mind turned to the "Furuya Park Murder Case" and "Precognitive Dreams", and she began to think about how the two were connected.
Precognitive dream Before the murder, Mrs. Fumeijiang would definitely not be able to see or listen to the scene of the murder. Even if the murderer accidentally broadcast the murder scene in advance when he rehearsed it, Mrs. Fumeijiang happened to listen to it while she was half asleep.
, thus triggering a nightmare, which is a bit unreasonable.
Yes, it makes no sense. Let’s not mention the use of the murderer rehearsing a simple murder scene. Is it because he has eaten enough to hold on? It is just that the murderer has been detained in the detention center since he was arrested that day. The old lady actually still
I was having nightmares, and they happened every other day on time, and each time was even clearer than the last. I could almost figure out what Kameda and Aiura said when they quarreled, so who was still rehearsing it on the broadcast?
Is he an accomplice? Even if there is an accomplice and everyone is killed, what does he want to do by repeatedly rehearsing?
Do you remember the excitement at that time?
This doesn’t make sense logically!
Think about it from another angle. Kameda Atsushi's people are dead, and he can't keep rehearsing broadcasts. Moreover, he used his life to frame others and went to jail for several years. It's really stupid. Even if he succeeded, it's a bit stupid. I didn't expect him.
The reason for doing so.
Grandma Bichuan's precognitive dream is also weird. The first time it was reasonable, it was still a supernatural phenomenon, but the second and third time it was very strange. Didn't she repeatedly "predict" things that had already happened? Shouldn't she predict the next victim?
?Especially when I have a dream every other day, I always feel that it is a bit coincidental and abnormal.
This puzzle is very likely to be the key point of this case. Even if you guess, you can't think of a reasonable reason for the moment, and it can't be explained at all.
Just wait until tomorrow. I can't wait to investigate. What secrets are hidden here? What kind of things happened to make all this possible?
Qingjian Liuli sat at the desk and frowned and thought hard for a long time. She couldn't think of anything. She couldn't help but stand up and go to the window to look at the telescope to see what Takeshi Nanabahara was doing. Was it boring?
Frowning like her in thought.
If so, she, a dedicated little assistant, can have some psychological balance.
But at first glance, he was disappointed. Takeshi Nanabahara was busy in the kitchen like a normal person. His figure appeared and disappeared, as if he was fiddling with his baking oven. He was wearing insulated gloves and was pulling out an iron plate, which seemed to be browned and crispy.
I don’t know what the little biscuits taste like.
This guy lives so comfortably that he bakes cookies at home every night...
Qingjian Liuli smelled it subconsciously, but it was too far away to hear it, so she didn't dare to watch it anymore, and she felt hungry again. At the same time, she noticed that the singing had stopped at some point, so she turned the tape over and continued playing it, then picked up a tape.
The second-hand movie magazine fell on the bed, and she began to flip through interviews and anecdotes from decades ago, and then thought about various possibilities for the puzzle, but the slow singing was so hypnotic that her eyelids became heavy after just turning a few pages.
, leaned over and fell asleep holding the pillow, and shortly afterward he murmured, "Why on earth? This doesn't make sense..."
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The next morning, Qingjian Liuli heard her mother waking up. She rubbed her eyes and woke up. She stretched out her body and felt comfortable sleeping. After a while, she remembered the experiment.
, took a look at the tape recorder and found that the play button had already automatically popped up, and she didn't feel anything after the tape was played.
As for nightmares…
She tried to remember for a while, but she had no memory of whether she had dreamed last night. She vaguely remembered that she had a dream, but it was not scary at all. It seemed like she and Takeshi Nanahara were chasing a lamb together, and they also had BGM.
It's a very slow and slightly sad ballad...
It's weird, I can't remember clearly, but it was probably like this. Does it count as thinking about it day by day and dreaming about it at night?
She was thinking wildly about washing up and getting dressed, then stuffed second-hand movie magazines into her schoolbag, and secretly continued to read them when she went to school. After reading them all day, she felt nothing.
Then it was time for school to end. As soon as the bell rang, she rushed out the door, eager to unravel all the mysteries and find a reasonable explanation for this strange incident. However, this time Sawada Yuko pulled her away.
He held on and watched her disappear like flying away. She was so angry that she threw the friendship plan to the ground.
Damn it, that's enough!
You two are mentally ill, right? There is no food and salt there, and people who go to seduce people say they meet a stupid person. This guy here seems to be suffering from mania after school. He can't hold back. How can we get together like this?