Ke Xue: Xiaolan delivers goods to your door at the beginning

"I just saw him go to the study."

"Why are you still looking for him? Shouldn't the focus be on Phantom Thief Kid right now?"

Kogoro Mouri glanced at him sideways.

Lin Xiaofeng ignored him and left with a single sentence: "It's unnecessary. Phantom Thief Kid won't steal Qinglan."

"What does he mean?"

Everyone stared at Lin Xiaofeng's departing figure, their faces full of confusion.

"baffling."

Kogoro Mouri grimaced.

.......

"The study, where is the study?"

"found it."

After searching for a while, Lin Xiaofeng finally found the study in the last room on the west side of the second-floor corridor.

When he pushed open the door and went in, he saw Takeyori Oikawa, who was sitting behind the desk, looking up at him with a surprised expression and saying, "Advisor Hayashi, what brings you here?"

Lin Xiaofeng didn't say anything, but closed the door first. Then he walked up to Oikawa Takeyori and said with a smile, "Aren't you going to invite me to sit down?"

"Please take a seat."

Although Oikawa Takeyori didn't understand what Lin Xiaofeng was up to, he still pointed to the chair opposite him and gestured for him to sit down.

Lin Xiaofeng sat down opposite him, looked at him and said, "Mr. Oikawa, you were thinking about something just now. Did you encounter some difficulties?"

"You saw it."

Oikawa Takeyori seemed very candid, and said casually, "I was thinking about Kaito Kid. He'll be here in about ten minutes to steal Aoran."

"Heh, Mr. Oikawa, I've discovered you're not being honest."

Lin Xiaofeng chuckled.

"What do you mean by that?"

Oikawa Takeyori seemed not to understand what Lin Xiaofeng was talking about, and looked completely bewildered.

Keep pretending, then.

At this moment, what Oikawa Takeyori is definitely not thinking about Kaito Kid, but rather how to kill Shinbara Haruhito.

Since he's about to take action, he'll definitely be mentally rehearsing the murder plan in detail to avoid making any mistakes.

Although Lin Xiaofeng knew what Oikawa Takeyori was thinking, he didn't say it immediately. He smiled and said:

"Why pretend to be confused when you know the truth, Mr. Oikawa? You and I both know that what you're thinking about isn't Phantom Thief Kid stealing the painting."

Upon hearing this, Oikawa Takeyori began to ponder Lin Xiaofeng's intentions for the first time. What was he here for? Why was he saying these things to me?

Also, does he know something?

Despite this, Takeyori Oikawa did not show any sign of ignorance. Instead, he pretended to be completely bewildered and said, "Advisor Hayashi, I really didn't know. What I was thinking about just now was the Phantom Thief Kid coming to steal the painting."

"Fine, since you're pretending not to know, then I'll pretend you don't know either."

Seeing that he wanted to continue pretending, Lin Xiaofeng didn't press him any further.

As soon as he finished speaking, Oikawa Takeyori was about to offer some explanation, but Lin Xiaofeng waved his hand and said, "Mr. Oikawa, please listen to me first."

"Let's start with the story of Phantom Thief Kid stealing the painting."

"First of all, I want to correct one point: the story of Kaito Kid stealing paintings is completely nonsense. There has never been such a thing."

These words struck Takeyori Oikawa like a depth charge. No matter how hard he tried to conceal his thoughts, he could no longer hide them at this moment. A strong emotion flickered across his face, but he quickly regained his composure.

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He feigned confusion and said, "Advisor Lin, what do you mean by that? I don't understand."

Although Oikawa Takeyori quickly concealed his feelings, Lin Xiaofeng still noticed. He chuckled inwardly and said:

"I said, the whole story about Kaito Kid stealing paintings is utter nonsense."

"How could that be? I received a notice from Kaito Kid, which you've seen. He said he'd be coming to steal the painting at 8 PM tonight."

Oikawa Takeyori's explanation.

"No! Anyone can make a notice of advance notice if they want to."

Lin Xiaofeng smiled faintly.

"You mean, that notice was fake?"

"good."

"Then tell me, who would do such a thing?"

..... .... ....

"Need I say more? You know better than anyone who made this notice."

"Consultant Lin suspects that I forged this notice?"

"No!"

Lin Xiaofeng shook one finger and said with certainty, "I'm not doubting, but confirming that you were the one who made this notice, and that tonight's events were all your plan."

Upon hearing this, Oikawa Takeyori was greatly shaken and his heart was far from calm. However, being a man who had weathered many storms, he remained composed and showed no sign of his inner turmoil. He threw his head back and laughed heartily.

"Haha, Consultant Lin, I really don't know how you could say such a thing."

"Even if, even if what you're saying is true, then please tell me, why would I do this? What reason would I have to do it?"

"Why don't you do it? You can't paint Qinglan at all, and you can't explain it to the owner who bought the painting and everyone else."

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes gleamed, and his voice rose a few decibels. He exuded an inexplicable aura as he said, "So, you want the world to know that your Qinglan was stolen by Phantom Thief Kid, instead of that you can't draw Qinglan, right?"

Lin Xiaofeng's words were like sharp knives, each one piercing Oikawa Takeyori's heart. He could no longer hide his expression, his face changing repeatedly. Especially when Lin Xiaofeng uttered the last sentence, his face instantly turned pale.

He looked up at Lin Xiaofeng in shock.

At that moment, he realized that Lin Xiaofeng was no ordinary person and was intimidated by his aura. He had never felt such an aura from anyone before.

That's truly shocking.

646. Mind Reading

After a moment, Takeyori Oikawa finally came to his senses and asked in confusion, "How do you know these things?"

This statement undoubtedly acknowledges that everything Lin Xiaofeng said is true.

Actually, he couldn't deny it even if he wanted to. Lin Xiaofeng had already made it so certain and emphatically, so there was no point in denying it.

"Didn't Inspector Megure tell you that I'm a great detective?"

Lin Xiaofeng smiled faintly: "Of course, I deduced all of this."

It was deduced!

Oikawa Takeyori's eyes widened in shock—no, it was more like disbelief.

How long has it been since Lin Xiaofeng arrived at this villa? Only two or three hours, yet he has already deduced the truth. It's unbelievable.

Looking at the others, they were all kept in the dark at this point, none of them knew the truth, and they all foolishly thought that it was really Kaito Kid who came to steal the painting.

Compared to that, you can see just how incredibly awesome Lin Xiaofeng is.

"Consultant Lin, to be honest, you are the smartest person I have ever met."

After a long while, Oikawa Takeyori finally calmed down. After thinking for a while, he said, "Now that things have come to this, I'm not afraid to admit it. Yes, I really couldn't draw Qinglan, so I came up with this last resort."

"Advisor Lin, I know you understand my good intentions, but please don't tell anyone about this. I'm begging you."

After saying that, he stood up and bowed to Lin Xiaofeng.

“Mr. Oikawa, you’re still not being honest.”

Lin Xiaofeng tapped her fingers lightly on the table, glanced at him, and showed no expression.

Oikawa Takeyori's heart skipped a beat. He looked up and asked in confusion, "What do you mean by that?"

"You think I know all this? You think I've deduced all this?"

Lin Xiaofeng stopped tapping on the table, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"I...I don't understand what you mean."

Seeing Lin Xiaofeng's bright and piercing gaze, Takeyori Oikawa felt a tremor in his heart, suddenly feeling as if he had been seen through, as if nothing could be hidden from the young man's eyes.

His secrets were all seen through.

This shocked him; no one had ever given him this feeling before, especially since he was a young man in his early twenties.

"No! You understand what I mean, and you should understand what I mean too."

Lin Xiaofeng held up a finger and waved it, saying, "I'm asking you, why can't you draw Qinglan?"

Before he could speak, Lin Xiaofeng said, "Is it because of your wife's death? Qinglan refers to the wind, and your wife encountered a tornado and died when she went out to sea on a boat, so you can't draw Qinglan."

"How do you even know this?"

Takeyori Oikawa was shocked once again.

"Don't forget who I am. I'm a police officer. It's very easy for me to investigate your wife's affairs."

Lin Xiaofeng told a small lie in this place, but it was harmless.

"Too."

Oikawa Takeyori understood instantly.

It's no secret that his wife encountered a tornado at sea; if the police wanted to investigate, they would surely find out.

At that moment, Takeyori Oikawa said bitterly, "You're right. Because the tornado killed my wife, I've never been able to draw the blue mist."

“Whenever I try to paint Qinglan, the thought of the tornado that killed my wife makes it impossible for me to put pen to paper.”

"I have a deep-seated aversion to the wind."

By the end, his expression had become quite complicated.

Lin Xiaofeng nodded in understanding. How could you expect someone who harbors a deep-seated aversion to the wind to paint a warm and gentle spring breeze?

But that's not the point. Lin Xiaofeng had something more important to say. He said:

"Besides that, do you have anything else you'd like to explain?"

"Explain what?"

Takeyori Oikawa looked completely bewildered.

"About your father-in-law, Haruhito Kanbara."

Lin Xiaofeng stared at his face without blinking.

As soon as he finished speaking, Takeyori Oikawa's expression changed, but he quickly returned to normal and said, "I really don't know what you're talking about this time."

“Mr. Oikawa, this is the third time you’ve been dishonest.”

Lin Xiaofeng chuckled. This Oikawa Takeyori probably thought he didn't know he was going to kill Shinbara Haruhito.

Haha, he already knew.

"I……"

Upon hearing this, Takeyori Oikawa felt somewhat embarrassed.

He never imagined that one day he would be put in such an embarrassing situation by a young man in his early twenties.

You have to understand that he was a famous painter after all.

It truly felt like a dream.

"Who suggested that after Crimson Lotus, Pure White, and Gold, there should be Azure Storm? Was it your father-in-law, Mr. Kambara?"

Lin Xiaofeng said calmly, "Right now, because of something Mr. Shenyuan said, you think he's going to reveal your plan and the fact that you can't draw Qinglan."

"So, you harbor deep resentment towards him and wish you could kill him."

"Actually, you were already planning to do this. If I'm not mistaken, you had already devised a plan to kill him. If I hadn't shown up, you probably would have succeeded, right?"