Tokyo: There's something wrong with this narration!

He could only find another way to identify the private detective.

[Character: Yumiha Futura]

[Identification result: 36-year-old adult male, professional private detective, recently being commissioned by Mrs. Suzume to investigate some secret matters. 】

[Evaluation: This is a private detective who pays great attention to image]

Useless information is obtained and can only be authenticated twice.

[Appraisal result: He has a successful career and is facing pressure from his family to get married. Unfortunately, he has an eccentric personality and a weak relationship with the opposite sex. Perhaps he can only raise a dog to live out his lower body. 】

[Identification result: He likes to listen to concerts, especially the concerts of the famous performer Chieko Yasuhara. This performer happened to have a special performance in Tokyo recently. Unfortunately, he could not get the tickets. It is really a pity. He I can't meet my idol, so I can only spend this weekend on commission. 】

29·It’s hard to get a vote

After three identifications, we finally had a clue.

Concert, as long as you find a way to get the concert tickets of this lady with a very long name and bribe Mr. Detective, you might be able to get the information you want.

Of course, this also requires a test of speaking skills.

It is against professional ethics for a private detective to speak directly about his client.

All Bai Chuan needs is a breakthrough, to become friends with this private detective, and treat him to drink Erguotou, which is dozens of times higher than sake, to extract the information he needs.

Baichuan, who got the clue, did not stay long and quickly left the park.

At 7 p.m., he sent Mei Qianxue to work part-time at the music restaurant as usual.

After listening to 2 hours of free music and ordering a glass of cold white Shirakawa, I relied on my strong social skills to mingle with the people around me.

The main purpose is of course to ask about Chieko Yasuhara’s concert tickets.

Some people who come to dine at music restaurants really love music.

"Tickets for Ms. Chieko's concert are hard to come by. This special event is said to be specially held for old fans. The tickets are not for sale, only given away. I don't have the honor to get the tickets."

"If you have any channels, please tell me. I also want to buy tickets for Miss Chieko's concert."

“Are you also a fan of Miss Chieko?”…

After getting a lot of useless information, Shirakawa could only give up his plan to get concert tickets at the music restaurant and chose to search online on his mobile phone. There was no information about this concert on the major concert ticketing apps. It seemed that what the customers said it is true.

This concert is a private concert, open only to those by invitation.

Baichuan felt frustrated that he would die before he could survive.

No wonder Mr. Detective, who is well-connected, can't get tickets to the concert.

After the performance, Chiyuki Mei found a depressed Shirakawa.

On their way home, Chiyuki Mei took the initiative to ask,

"Kuragi-kun, are you worried about something?"

"Hey, it's nothing actually. I'm just curious why Miss Chieko's concert is invitation-only, so she can't make any money, right?"

Bai Chuan sighed.

"Ms. Chieko has long been famous. Money is just a number to her. She pursues the ultimate in music, so she holds a special concert every year to give back to old fans who love music. Only invitations are invited to each concert. 50 people.”

Chiyuki Mei explained with a serious face, she seemed to know a lot about Chieko Yasuhara.

"Are you her fan too?"

Bai Chuan asked curiously.

Chiyuki Mei nodded heavily, "Miss Chieko's music is great."

"So do you have a ticket?"

With the idea that there would be no loss if he gave it a try, Bai Chuan asked.

Unexpectedly, Qianxue Meiyi gave a positive answer.

"Have."

[Chieko Yasuhara no longer cares about money, but she longs for power and status, so her invitations will only be sent to those really important people, or their family members. If anyone naively thinks that she is selflessly giving back to her fans, that would be really funny. . 】

The narration suddenly sounded, instantly lowering the original image of Miss Chieko, a cellist, by several degrees.

Let Shirakawa understand why Mr. Detective, who is also a loyal fan, doesn't have it, but Mei Chiyuki can get it.

After all, it is the charm of money.

"Can you give it to me?"

Bai Chuan just asked casually, without much hope.

Because Chiyuki Mei loves music very much, and through the brief exchange with the guests in the music restaurant just now, she knows how precious Miss Chieko's private concert tickets are, and anyone who is her fan will treat her as a treasure.

Even though her purpose of holding the concert is not simple.

Qianyuki Meiyi didn't say anything, but took out an extremely delicate invitation letter from the white bag she was carrying.

The black invitation is printed with uneven and complex patterns, and inside is the invitation handwritten by Miss Chieko herself. The handwriting is beautiful and it can be seen that she is very careful.

Shirakawa looked at Chiyuki Mei in surprise,

"Is this a ticket to a private concert?"

"Well, every year it's in the form of an invitation. Although it's precious, I've been there three times. I'll leave it to you this time."

Qianxue Meiyi pretended not to care, but her nostalgic eyes betrayed her.

She's obviously not good at lying.

This made Bai Chuan feel a little guilty, "I can't take your invitation for nothing. Whatever wishes you have, I can help you realize them."

"Does Kuraki-kun still have the function of transforming into a wishing machine?"

Qianxue Meiyi said mischievously.

Bai Chuan scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "You have to try to break through yourself occasionally, right?"

"The piano accompanist at the music restaurant recently resigned because he was getting married and going on his honeymoon, but I'm used to piano accompaniment. The manager hasn't found a suitable person yet and hopes to change the accompaniment to a guitar or electronic keyboard."

Qianyuki Mei said, biting her lip and looking at Shirakawa expectantly, "Can you help me find a suitable piano accompanist?"

"Ah? Piano accompaniment? I remember that you are very good at playing it yourself. Why don't you play it yourself?"

Bai Chuan asked doubtfully.

Qianxue Meiyi shook her head, "No, when I sing, I like to sing with concentration, and when I play, I also like to play with concentration. I don't want to do the two things at the same time, so I always feel that I can't achieve the ultimate."

"Ok."

Baichuan feels that this task is not difficult. He can recruit an experienced piano accompanist online. If this is not possible, he can do it himself.

He has noticed that the original person can play the piano, and the wonderful thing is that playing the piano, like Japanese, is a matter of muscle memory.

Although he has no memory of his original form, his skills have been completely inherited by him.

This is probably an added bonus.

It is not difficult to explain why the reward given at the beginning of the system task is advanced piano skills, not elementary piano skills or intermediate piano skills.

Shirakawa sent Chiyuki Mei back to the apartment and returned to his 1002.

This night, he went to bed very early...

tick tock tick tock-

It seemed that the faucet in the toilet was not turned off properly, and the sound woke up the sleeping boy.

On the soft single bed, the boy opened the quilt, climbed up, and walked to the toilet.

He faced the bathroom mirror, a pair of deep pupils with a melancholic temperament stared straight at the mirror, and uttered sinister questions,

"Who are you? Why do you want to take over my body?"

"Whoever you are, get out of here!"

"Only I can control my body!"

The young man had an angry expression and hit the mirror with his fist.

Blood oozed from the hands, the mirror was broken——

Bai Chuan woke up from the bed in a cold sweat.

"Fuck! It's a dream!"

He took a deep breath and felt a chill running down his spine.

If there really was a personality in his body, even with several years of experience as a criminal police officer, he wouldn't be able to solve it immediately.

I guess seeing a psychiatrist will also be an ongoing process.

Bai Chuan looked at his phone. The time was 5 a.m.

He opened the app connected to the camera to check the situation at night.

Throughout the night, he showed no sign of getting up from the bed and remained soundly asleep.

No one looked in the mirror and said get out of my body.

Bai Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was scaring himself.

But it doesn’t rule out that if we don’t take action tonight, there will be abnormalities tomorrow.

This camera needs to be left on for a while.

Bai Chuan lay down again and tried to fall asleep, but couldn't fall asleep.

Thoughts were swirling in his mind. Although he seemed safe and nothing happened this month, his intuition had always been accurate and he always felt that danger was approaching.

Who is the dead "Naiko Suzume", how did she die, and who is framing her?

If these problems are not solved for a day, he will always be in a tense mental state, as if there is a time bomb installed around him that will explode at any time.

30·Thinking too simply

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, the wind was warm, and it was full of spring atmosphere.