Women only affect the speed of my reasoning!

Futatsuka corrected and emphasized.

"It's all because that woman covered in dog hair used the fitting room before me. That's why I suddenly became allergic and fainted during the fitting. That's why I came to ask you if that woman has been here today!"

"B-but I don't know who the woman you are talking about is..." The clerk girl was helpless.

"She's that domineering woman with fierce eyes and an exaggerated manicure!"

"Oh?"

As soon as the fat woman finished speaking, a mocking voice sounded behind her.

"The domineering woman with fierce eyes and exaggerated manicures you're talking about...could she be referring to me?"

The clothing store was semi-open. A woman who looked like a president walked in from the outside, followed by a female assistant. She happened to hear someone mentioning herself, so she mercilessly retorted.

Obviously, this is another scene where enemies are on a narrow road.

Qin Xianshu turned his head and was looking intently when he suddenly felt someone lightly pat him on the back of his head.

Looking back, it was Shizuka Hiratsuka.

"What are you looking at? Come in." The female teacher poked his face with her index finger and urged.

"Nothing, I just happened to catch a glimpse of a high-risk professional in a crime mystery film, so I couldn't help but take a second look. Here I am."

Qin Xianshu explained casually and followed.

Chapter 40 Sarilang——!

"Good - time -!"

In the Kaifeng restaurant, a girl with long curly hair took a seat in a quiet corner and happily gnawed on the red bean pie in her hand.

There are also a variety of French fries, mashed potatoes, vegetable and fruit salads, etc. piled on the table in front of you, as well as a large cup of iced fruit.

All of them are vegetarian, and none of them are meat.

In her own words - frying is easy to make you fat, and meat is also easy to make you fat, so just eat fried food without meat.

Qin Umbrella asked Shuxin how this was different from soaking ginseng in beer.

Both he and Hiratsuka Shizuka ordered the normal set menu, including hamburgers, French fries, finger-licking chicken, and everything else.

The latter is purely because she is a carnivorous creature that loves nothing but meat. Although she has the skin of a standard beauty, her posture when eating has nothing to do with her appearance, emphasizing her boldness.

Qin Xianshu is not particularly obsessed with meat.

It's just that Kaifeng Cuisine has been open for so many years. From the beginning of a piece of fried chicken and two vegetable leaves sandwiched between two pieces of bread, it has developed into so many branches and factions. In the end, the ones with the highest sales are still the same.

As for the new mushroom beef burger coming out later... the original name doesn't seem to be this, but the general meaning is similar. That thing can be summed up in two words: it tastes bad.

No matter what others thought, Qin Xianshu had eaten it once and never wanted to eat it a second time.

She doesn’t have the bad habit of sharing a quail egg into several bites like the scheming bitch on the Internet. After generously stuffing the last quarter of the red bean pie into her mouth, Yukiko Fujimine picked it up. A napkin wiped the slightly oily fingertips.

She said vaguely: "By the way, Sister Jing, where do you live now? Could it be that you also live in Sakura Manor?"

"No, I have my own house in Chiba. It's not far from the school, but it's not big."

Hiratsuka Shizuka said the most Versailles words in the most understatement.

Even though Chiba Prefecture is only an agricultural county and cannot be compared with Tokyo, which is also part of the Tokyo metropolitan area, the housing prices in the city center are basically around 2000 million yen, and they are still second-hand houses less than [-] square meters. The price is definitely not affordable for a new teacher who has only been on the job for a few years.

However, both Qin Ushu and Fujimine Yukiko knew that this loser female teacher who looked like an older leftover was actually a hidden rich lady.

If you think about it this way, it's not surprising.

Otherwise, which female teacher would drive a sports car around the capital highlands at night?

Even if you can afford to buy a car, you can't afford the gas and maintenance fees.

"Originally, I planned to live in Sister Jing's house, but this would definitely cause trouble to Sister Jing." The girl cupped her cheek and snorted Guozhen.

"What if I say no?" Hiratsuka looked at her sideways.

"Will not!"

"?"

Facing her niece's suddenly firm tone, the female teacher slowly raised a question mark.

If you want to live in Sakurasou, just say so. Why do you have to play hard to get? It's really interesting.

"Well, anyway, I'm not very familiar with Sakurasou. If you have any relevant questions, just ask him directly, don't ask me."

Swallowing the fried chicken in his mouth, Hiratsuka Shizu raised the little finger of his left hand covered with disposable plastic gloves and pointed at Qin Ushu, who was sitting alone on the side.

"Well--"

With her cousin's perfect step, Fujimine Yukiko naturally transferred the realization to Qin Ushu.

"Qin..."

"Stop, just call me Umbrella Shu. That's what everyone who knows me calls me."

Qin Xianshu interrupted directly.

Although he said on the surface that only friends would call him "Usanshu", in fact almost everyone who knew him and knew his name would be asked to call him that.

There was no other reason, just because Japanese people usually like to add "Sang" after other people's surnames or first names. Being called Qin Sang out of nowhere always made him feel like he was someone else.

So it would be more comfortable to just call him by his first name.

"Umbrella..."

Fujimine Yukiko rolled her eyes half a circle, and then revealed a strange smile.

"Then why don't you just call me Yukiko? Everyone who knows me also calls me that."

"Why do I remember that it's not like this..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka complained from the side.

Before he finished speaking, Fujimine Yukiko directly intercepted the ball.

"Then Sister Jing must have remembered it wrong. Besides, Sister Jing, isn't that what you call me too?"

"Is our relationship just limited to 'knowing each other'?" Shizuka Hiratsuka held his forehead.

"It does not matter!"

The girl waved her hand and stopped acting.

"Anyway, in exchange, Usama Shu, you can just call me Yukiko, no problem!"

"Okay, Yukiko."

Qin Sanshu nodded and shouted without changing his expression.

Just kidding, if he could hesitate with his cheeks turning red because of such a thing, then he wouldn't be Qin Sanshu.

"Um……"

Perhaps because she felt that the reaction was different from the reaction she wanted, Fujimine Yukiko scratched the side of her face with her little finger, feeling a little disappointed.

And Shizuka Hiratsuka, who was standing next to him, simply began to doubt life.

No, how long have you two met just now? How come you are holding an umbrella and getting up, and Yukiko is getting up.

Wait, it seems that I haven't called this guy by his name a few times. Every time he calls him, it's "you, you, you". The rare few times he calls him, he calls him by his full name, uh...

Unknowingly, the female teacher began to think about whether she was losing blood.

"First question, how are the dormitories for boys and girls in Sakurasou divided?" Fujimine Yukiko raised an index finger, her aqua blue eyes bright.

"It is divided into two floors. Boys live on the first floor and girls live on the second floor." Qin Ushu explained while taking a sip of coffee.

"Where is your room on the first floor?"

The next question followed the answer to the previous question. Such a fast-paced question made Qin Ushu raise his eyebrows slightly.

"Is it my room? The first room 101 in the corridor on the right side of the living room is my room. Although there is no specific number on it, everyone's room door has the name of the owner."

After he finished speaking, he paused and continued.

"Secondly, your method of asking questions quickly is usually used in police interrogations of criminals to prevent criminals from having time to think about deception. It cannot be applied to normal chats."

"Besides, even if you have to apply it, remember to mix up the questions. Don't put the question you really want to ask so early. Just put it in the middle. Have you learned?"

"Ah? Have you been seen through?" The girl tried to pass the test by being cute.

They chatted while eating, and another 10 minutes or so passed.

Ten minutes later, when the three people who had eaten and drank enough walked out of the Kaifeng restaurant and were dragging their suitcases to go to Sakura Village, a frightened and shrill scream came from not far away.

Sarilang——!

wrong.

should be.

"Kill, kill people!!!"

Chapter 41 The extremely simple and crude death message

"Kill, kill!"

The shrill screams swept through the underground square like a sonic attack, successfully attracting the attention of a large number of passers-by.

Qin Sanshu, who had just walked out of the Kaifeng restaurant after eating and drinking, looked up and heard the sound. By coincidence, the sound came from the clothing store diagonally opposite where the dispute had happened before.

Looking at it from this angle, one can see that in the fitting room with the door curtain raised on the side of the clothing store, the middle-aged woman who looks like a president has collapsed in the corner and lost consciousness, and there seems to be blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. .

Qin Xianshu couldn't help but marveled.

Look, what did he just say?

Being a president is indeed a high-risk profession.

The business of the clothing store does not seem to be very popular. Of course, it may be due to the high-end line. In short, there are only three fitting rooms in the entire store.

The female president who fell to the ground was in the middle room.

Outside the door curtain, the freckled female clerk looked horrified.

And those who poked their heads out of the fitting rooms on the left and right sides were the female assistant and the bloated Ms. Futatsuka.

The two people obviously hadn't reacted to the sudden situation, and they opened their mouths one after another, but they couldn't make any sound.

"Everyone, stop moving and let me take a look."

As the saying goes, the voice arrives before the person arrives.

A calm voice broke the almost stagnant silence in the store, and everyone recovered from the shock. They turned around and saw a handsome young man walking gracefully from outside, striding through the clothes racks to the fitting room.

Qin Sanshu Ren stood at the door of the fitting room, leaned over and reached in. The pads of his index and middle fingers gently rested on the carotid artery of the female president through the fabric of disposable gloves.

Two seconds later, he calmly withdrew his hand and turned to the female clerk who still looked horrified.

"Call the police, he's already freezing."

"Uh... well."

Although she had a huge objection to the term "so cold", she couldn't help but complain in the current situation, so she had to nod her head in agreement.

After sending the female clerk away, Qin Mianshu looked back at the body of the female president lying in the fitting room.

Only then did he see clearly that the red color overflowing from the corner of the female president's mouth was not blood, but smeared lipstick.

She was leaning against the corner of the dressing room. She was neatly dressed. The four fingers of her right hand were clasped around her thumb, while her left hand was inexplicably hidden in her clothes.

There is also a... hemp rope wrapped around the shoulders and neck.

There were obvious traces of being strangled with a rope on his neck, as well as scratches that were bleeding intensively. This is also called the "Yoshikawa Line" in Japanese police terminology.

It is obvious that the cause of death of the female president was suffocation by strangling her neck with a rope.

Qin Xianshu came to the conclusion in just a few seconds.

But since the deceased was strangled, how did the murderer commit the crime?

Thinking of this, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the top of the fitting room.

Well, the height distance between the top of the fitting room and the ceiling is quite wide, but the material of the door panel and wall panel of the fitting room is obviously only used for shielding and is not very strong.