"Mom?" Brother Ogata saw her expression and immediately understood everything, "Did you really do this? Why are you doing this!"
Jiang Xia looked at Mrs. Ogata: "You should also think of the guqin in the old man's room through the song in the music box. So during dinner, you excused yourself to clean up the guest room and left the restaurant to arrange these devices.
"When a car finally passed by in the backyard, Miss Haruna and the others saw the black shadow on the window and screamed, you and others rushed to the guest room, then pushed open the paper door that was not commonly used, and triggered the guqin
Falling switch.
"When others heard the noise and rushed to the room where the guqin was placed, you took advantage of the chaos and tore off the human-shaped black paper taped to the glass window in the corridor.
"At the same time, you ran to the landline and quickly sent a message like 'I'm waiting for you, Haruna' to Miss Haruna's BB phone.
"You think that as long as you create the illusion that the deceased Mr. Qiu Wu and his wife are causing trouble, you can make Miss Haruna feel fearful, give up the stamp set completely, and stay away from you group of people.
"But what you didn't expect was that your eldest son happened to sneak into that room at that time, and the fallen guqin hit him, almost causing a murder."
Brother Ogata didn't want to believe it: "But I remember that not long after we saw my brother who fell to the ground, my mother ran over. She probably didn't have time to clean up the silk that spanned several rooms - could it be
There was actually someone else who made the mechanism, and my mother just happened to trigger the paper door that made the guqin fall..."
"You don't need to collect the silk manually." Jiang Xia raised her hand and pointed behind him, "Just make good use of modern technology."
Everyone followed his direction and turned around in confusion, only to see an inconspicuous desktop fan humming, providing everyone with a cool breeze.
Jiang Xia: "When recycling silk, you just need to cut its closed loop, and then stick any end to the blade of the fan. In this way, when the fan starts, the silk will be automatically rolled into the fan
.”
Everyone in the Ogata family was speechless.
After a moment, Mr. Ogata couldn't help but look at his ordinary old wife: "You are really a genius for being able to think of such a big project in such a short time."
Mrs. Ogata snorted coldly: "What's so difficult about this? Strictly speaking, I didn't come up with these mechanisms myself."
Curacao: “?!”
Mrs. Ogata looked at her two sons: "These two boys often used silk threads to play pranks when they were young. I just followed their practices.
"As for ghost shadows - there happens to be a tree in my backyard. Guests who came to stay in the guest room in the past were frightened by the shadows of leaves projected on the door because of the vehicles passing by the back door. Although we later cut down the tree,
But I remembered the method."
Curacao: “…”
Mrs. Ogata didn't realize that her few words could make the lawyer's mood rise and fall. Her attention was entirely on Yuki Haruna.
Speaking of this, Mrs. Ogata sighed: "Because I heard that Miss Haruna also has a hobby of collecting stamps... I really don't want her to take away the stamps left by my father-in-law, so I came up with this strategy."
Yuki Haruna suddenly remembered something: "Those abusive emails I received on my bb machine before..."
"I sent it." Mrs. Ogata broke the jar and was too lazy to argue. "At that time, we happened to find that the stamps were missing, so we couldn't help but suspect you."
"It doesn't matter." Brother Ogata pressed the gauze on his forehead and disagreed with his mother's behavior. "If you want to scare her, just throw something else. Why break the guqin left by grandma?"
Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan looked at him in surprise, and their impressions of this bad-tempered brother had changed: Although he was a bit venomous, they didn't expect him to value his relatives so much.
Before this thought was over, Ogata brother continued: "Although it is not as valuable as a stamp, it is still an antique. Isn't it more cost-effective to sell it?"
Two female high school students: "..."
Next to her, Mrs. Ogata didn't mean to blame her son. She smiled calmly: "Don't worry, the piano that was broken just now is just a cheap antique - I had already taken the real piano and sold it in an antique store.
.”
"..." Only then did Mr. Ogata realize that the valuable guqin was gone. The reliance in his heart suddenly disappeared. He couldn't help but said anxiously, "Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with me?"
Mrs. Ogata plausibly said: "My newly renovated modern kitchen, your new car, Amin's computer... none of these things are free? - If you don't sell the things your parents left behind, do you have to rely on your salary which is better than nothing?
Or rely on Xiaomin’s club that has been losing money?”
Brother Ogata scratched his head: "Even the piano is gone, so everything that can be sold at home has been sold out. Now the only thing left is the music box that grandpa gave to Miss Haruna, and I don't know how much it can sell for.
"
"Well..." Yuki Haruna interrupted his thoughts, "Didn't I tell you that I took it to an antique shop for appraisal, and the appraisal result was that it was just an ordinary, somewhat old music box."
"No way." Ogata's younger brother was startled, "I remember when grandpa asked me to contact you on his behalf, he once said, 'To thank you for protecting Haruna for me, I decided to make this bird worth 200 million to anyone who sees it.
I’ll give you a ren music box’.”
"200 million yuan?!" Mrs. Ogata's dead eyes came to life again, and she said excitedly, "That music box is actually so valuable!"
But Mr. Ogata believed Haruna Haruna's words even more: "How is it possible? I remember it very clearly. That music box was an ordinary handicraft that my father bought from a hot spring shop when I traveled to hot springs with my parents when I was a child."
Jiang Xia: "The value your grandpa said is 200 million, does not refer to the music itself, but the three missing notes - many people will use Iroha to represent the scale of DOREMI. And this music box
In "Come, Spring", the three missing notes are RA, DO, and RA.
"If you change it to Iroha's notation, it actually expresses 'い', 'は' and 'い', which together form いはい - the tablet."
"The tablet?" Everyone in the Ogata family was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood something. They rushed to the mourning hall and picked up the tablet of Grandpa Ogata.
After studying for a moment, Mr. Ogata tried to pull it out with force. With a snap, the tablet broke into two pieces, revealing a narrow gap.
Mr. Ogata excitedly knocked on it, and soon, a set of thin stamps fell out from it.
