He is handsome and handsome, with a majestic weapon, and a pair of bright eyes like stars and lightning;

The temples are like cut by a knife, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the bangs on the forehead are slightly wet with sweat, which add to the grace.

——Qian Linya, whose mask was lifted off, probably looked like this.

At this time, the perpetrator who lifted the mask was still holding the panda's head mask in his hand, but the expression on his face instantly condensed.

His eyes were filled with his figure, and he couldn't squeeze out other emotions for a while.

"Ba." Qian Linya took off the mask, but did not insist on wearing it back on his face - his identity was still exposed, and it was useless to wear it again.

"You, you..." The shocked girl seemed to be lost in a little loli. She was confused for a while, and then she came back to her senses and lost her temper, "Why is it you!!"

Qian Linya spread his hands and said, "I told you not to take off your mask, right?"

"Where is Mr. Tao?"

To be honest, Qian Linya did not expect to be asked this question.

He knew that Shina Jiang was a little natural, but he didn't expect that she would stay as if she was lying to herself.

"I am Mr. Tao." He put his hands on his chest.

"impossible!"

"I lied to you before. Without Mr. Tao, it was me." Qian Linya said.

He found that the girl's eyes were a little wet.

Not so?

"Unbelievable," the girl wiped her face and sniffed, "That gentle person is actually you."

“…”

He was a little stuck.

"Am I very gentle at that time?"

The girl turned her back and ignored him.

"Well." The girl with her back facing away from him floated softly, "Although I can't accept it, there is no way, and I kind of understand why that guy Sakura is mini."

Qian Linya walked to her side: "Sakura is fascinated by me?"

As if he realized that he had missed it, Shi Na Jiang closed her mouth tightly, looking like she would rather die than obey.

Qian Linya smiled, but immediately became serious again.

It is not good news that my deskmate and roommate have a good impression of me.

In the past, he never pierced the window paper, at least he had room to pretend to be stupid. Now that Shi Na Jiang has let him say that he let him say that let him know that the let go is also in Miss Sakura's plan - then he is not easy to pretend to be stupid.

Even though he knew that the other person had a good impression of him, he still treated him as a friend - there were also such ruthless people. But he knew that he could not be so self-controlled when facing Qingshui.

Because, the smart and strong-willed beautiful girl in the tea ceremony was his most ideal type before meeting Ryuriko - and Miss Sakura perfectly fits this image.

Of course, Meng Ye also fits this image - maybe Meng Ye had a little influence on his view of choosing a partner, but he was not coveting his sister, so this must be clear.

When his eyes moved to Qingshui again, he found that the girl's eyes were no longer wet at this time. He turned to him like a wild dog and bared his teeth: "You lied to me to write it down in advance, I didn't plan to forgive you like this!"

He immediately felt relieved again - very well, at least Shina Jiang is not the type he likes, and he has another motivation to say "no" to Miss Ying.

"Let's go and find the photographer." Qian Linya said, "Go to the 5th floor first."

"Yes." Qingshui nodded for a moment, and the hair that naturally hangs on her forehead swayed with her movements.

From the 5th to the 7th floor are the clothing areas, all of which are clothing stores. Men's clothing, women's clothing; leather shoes, hats; windbreakers, scarves; shoes, socks... they are all clothing stores.

There is no place to take pictures.

Qian Linya followed Qingshui behind him. The two of them ran around the exterior wall of the 5th floor. They could take pictures of the square outside without the floor-to-ceiling windows of that style. They could not take the angle in the photo with similar floor-to-ceiling windows.

The first step of reasoning is stuck, which is inconsistent with what is said in the detective novel.

Shouldn't it be that you quickly discover the next clue along this clue, and then unfold the links and more exciting reasoning, right?

"Maybe upstairs," Qian Linya comforted, "the pattern above may be different."

However, the fact is that the layouts from the 5th to 7th floors are the same. Men's clothing, women's clothing; leather shoes, hats; windbreakers, scarves; shoes, socks... Except for the different brands and different styles, a large group of clothing squeezed together and mocking the two of them was in vain.

After a walk around, Qian Linya pondered: "The competition in the clothing industry is so fierce. If I want to make money, I won't make clothing."

Qingshui rolled her eyes at him in an instant: "Is this time to consider this kind of thing?"

"It's okay, I have another clue," Qian Linya said to her, "I just saw on the map that there is a South Pavilion outside this building. There is a passage connecting the South Pavilion on the 5th floor. Maybe the clue is there."

The two of them followed the map's knowledge to Nanguan, which was Yiji Kunwu Bookstore. In rows of bookshelf, they were lost again.

The two of them walked between the bookshelf in silence for a long time. After confirming that there was no place to capture the floor-to-ceiling window, Qingshui instantly broke the silence between them and spoke:

"So, what's next?"

Feeling the hot gaze that the girl came up, Qian Linya moved her face away and looked in the completely opposite direction.

After taking it several times in a row, Qian Linya began to doubt his reasoning level, and now he is unwilling to speak easily.

"Hu." The girl pressed her forehead, "I think about it now, there are many doubts about this matter. For example, why did he take such a photo in a landmark-like place?"

Qian Linya became a little interested in what she said and turned her head to look at her.

"That was his private Twitter, and the only people who followed were family and a few friends," Shimizu pointed his chin with her finger and analyzed, "his photo may be to convey some signals that only the person involved would understand."

Qian Linya frowned and then said, "What do you mean is, maybe the man's lover is following his Twitter? After seeing that photo, do you know where to look for him?"

After hearing the word "lover", the girl's body shook, and Qian Linya did not notice her micro reaction.

"But this doesn't make sense," Qian Linya then denied himself, "If you meet a lover in private, wouldn't it be better to send a message directly? Why use this roundabout way? It's even more unsafe."

Kiyomizu took a deep breath, calmed down, and said slowly: "Maybe on the contrary, the photo of him may be just proof that he did not do extra things. He proved to someone who followed him that he did not run around, but stayed in Takashimaya, and stayed here."

Qian Linya couldn't help but look up at her - Shina Jiang was just a little natural, but she was definitely not stupid!

"It's very likely, so who is he sending the message to? Do you have any clues?"

Qian Linya carefully observed the girl's expression. Judging from her expression, something seemed to be about to emerge.

But in the blink of an eye, the girl waved her hand, as if she wanted to drive away the annoying thoughts in her mind, dispelled all kinds of thoughts, and said, "Let this clue be put aside first. At least one of your ideas is correct. He did take such a photo somewhere here, but we didn't find that place."

Qian Linya nodded and then said, "We just saw it so casually. We haven't been to the store before. Maybe he took it in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of a certain store."

Shimizu's eyes suddenly ignited hope again: "Yes."

The reason I didn't expect that it might have been taken in the store before is purely because, from the 5th to 7th floors, there are only clothing stores, and the floor-to-ceiling windows in that photo really don't look like clothing stores.

However, both of them ignored one point - there was a "tea shop" on each floor on the three floors.

Tea shops are Japanese-style coffee shops and tea shops. After Meiji, Western learning spread to the east and foreign styles became popular. After the cafe was spread to China, it was quickly localized like other things.

Tea shops are the result of the assimilation of the coffee shop. In the shop, the world often combines the world and the wind and foreign styles, selling both coffee and matcha.

Qian Linya and Qingshui walked into a tea shop called "Chatyu". There were many customers in the shop, and next to the waiters who were warmly welcomed, they both felt embarrassed to order nothing.

"I want to sit by the window." Qian Linya said in the direction near the window.

Since that's the case, there is no reason not to follow the customer's wishes. The waiter respectfully led the two to the seat and then presented the menu.

Qian Linya ordered a bowl of the cheapest oolong tea, while Qingshui ordered a cup of black coffee in a flash.

The two looked out the window silently, waiting for the drinks to be served.

Although it took a while, it took only a few seconds to confirm one thing - it was not here either.

But it's very close.

Similar square scenery is similar in height and may not match the angle.

"It's only a little bit." Qingshui said in a flash.

"It's only a little bit." Qian Linya nodded, "but this also cut off other clues - it should be on the 5th to 6th floor, but it's definitely not in this direction."

Qingshui leaned on the back of the seat in an instant and breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's take a break first, at least you have a clue."

The drinks of the two were brought to their front at the same time. Qian Linya picked up the tea bowl of oolong tea and turned it three times before he started drinking it.

"You are possessed." Qingshui, who witnessed his behavior, instantly pointed out the crazy behavior of his behavior.

Turn three times before and after drinking tea - this is a complicated tape that can only be done in tea ceremony etiquette. When drinking oolong tea, I don’t know if it is insulting oolong tea or insulting tea ceremony.

Qian Linya sighed and put down the teacup.

"I just recall that I haven't participated in tea ceremony for a long time, and it seems like a century has passed."

Qingshui instantly picked up the coffee spoon with her fingers, stirred it slowly in the cup, and asked, "Do you really like to order tea?"

"I couldn't talk about whether I like or not. The first thing I came into contact with was the tea ceremony. My first identity was Zong Qianjiayuan. The tea ceremony was a means of survival and I couldn't choose," said Qian Linya. "Later, the tea ceremony was integrated into the blood, so it didn't matter whether I like or not."

“So, it doesn’t matter?”

"It's the concept of 'like', which doesn't matter to my tea ceremony. I've passed that period of likes and dislikes, because I've gone too far in the tea ceremony."

Qingshui didn't understand very well.

Qian Linya ordered her coffee cup with her chin: "Is it really okay for you to order black coffee? I like the bitter taste?"
To be continued...