Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 489 Kogoro Mouri's Deduction Method

"All right."

Ziqiao sighed, then suddenly asked, "Godfather, what about the things you sold to them...?"

"Lu Ziqiao!"

Alexandre Dumas sighed helplessly, "Why do you always dwell on this kind of thing? I've already told you that what I sold them this time was something useful."

He thought for a moment, then suddenly realized: "I get it, we'll split it in half when we meet, right?"

"Don't worry, you're my son. How can a father earn money and not give it to his son to spend?"

"This, this..."

Ziqiao originally wanted to persuade his godfather to return the money to everyone so that he could go and take back those useless people.

When he heard his godfather say that they would split the meeting in half, he immediately began a difficult and repeated internal struggle.

[In his inner world, a conflicted Ziqiao is being torn between the angelic and devilish versions of Meijia.]

[A wicked smile crept across Mika's lips as she whispered in Ziqiao's ear: "Such a good deal as splitting the bill halfway when we meet—only a fool wouldn't take advantage of it."]

[Hurry up and accept this, so you can enjoy yourself without any pressure for a while longer.]

【Pooh! 】

[Angel Mika said sternly: Ziqiao, you cannot do something that violates your morals for your own selfish desires.]

[Lu Ziqiao, have you forgotten what the most shining quality in your limited moral character is?]

Ziqiao nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this. So, his most shining quality really was his lecture notes…

[It's filial piety!]

[Angel Mika, with a lollipop in her mouth, mumbled: "Your godfather is your godfather. He treats you so well, how can you disobey him?"]

"A gift from an elder should not be refused; do you understand such a simple principle?"

【Depend on!】

[Ziqiao exclaimed in shock: Why is my kind side more shameless than my evil side?!]

Ziqiao was so frightened that he shuddered.

He glanced at the astonished Alexandre Dumas, and finally managed a rather affected smile, saying, "How could I possibly accept this... Thank you, godfather!"

Although I don't know which unlucky guys in the apartment bought those useless things from their sugar daddy, they're just useless anyway, so they can just keep them as souvenirs.

Godfather is right, we can't break the rules!

My dear brothers and sisters, for the sake of your godfather's professional ethics, I'll let you suffer a bit and I'll take the blame!

"What's there to be embarrassed about? You're my proudest godson."

As he spoke, Alexandre Dumas took out a check and a pen from his suit pocket.

"Cheque?"

Upon seeing this, Ziqiao raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "I really didn't believe your nonsense."

He quickly reached out to stop Alexandre Dumas from filling out the check: "Father, we are closer than biological father and son, godfather and godson, you don't need to try to fool me with a bad check."

"In this day and age, aren't WeChat and Alipay more convenient than checks?"

Indeed, besides his peculiar hobby of selling things that others don't need, Dumas also had a unique quirk of making empty promises.

Logically speaking, Godfather should have the money transferred from the apartment when everyone bought his things in his account, but who knows which card that money is actually in.

If my godfather gets a sudden urge to indulge in his perverse humor and signs another worthless check for me, wouldn't that be incredibly unlucky?

"Look at what you're saying."

If Alexandre Dumas hadn't been a man who didn't have the habit of growing a beard, he would have been so angry at Ziqiao's words that he would have been blowing his beard and glaring at him.

"I'm your godfather, would I make a bad promise to you?"

Ziqiao shrugged, showing no mercy to Dumas: "You've done this kind of thing quite a few times back in the day."

"Uh, that's in the past."

Alexandre Dumas paused for a moment, then continued, "I really have money in this account now."

Perhaps it's because foreigners' money is indeed easy to earn. Even without Elizabeth's persistent efforts to make money for him, Dumas still managed to save a considerable amount of money over the years by selling to gullible tycoons.

After all, as people get older, they gradually become less capable of doing many things.

I used to be able to pick up five girls and book a hotel room seven times a day, but now I can't even stand booking a hotel room once every five days.

That's how the money was saved.

He looked up and around, and casually remarked at Ziqiao's simple living environment, "Look at how you live, your godfather feels sorry for you."

"How about this, I'll write you a check, anything under six figures, okay?"

"Under six figures? Forget about it."

Ziqiao had initially tried to believe that Dumas wasn't just making empty promises, but after Dumas's boast that he was practically rolling in money, Ziqiao immediately lost faith.

Both father and son are the epitome of living for the moment; how could they possibly have saved so much money?

However, he couldn't openly admit that he didn't believe it, otherwise it would be too embarrassing for his godfather.

So Ziqiao could only chuckle awkwardly, "Godfather, I don't lack money. If you have any in your account, keep it for yourself."

"Really? You don't seem like the kind of person who's usually so filial?"

"real."

Zi Qiao said firmly, "I'm your godson. I haven't even earned any money to support you yet, how could I let you spend money to support me?"

"Oh……"

Dumas knew perfectly well what Ziqiao was thinking; he just thought his godfather was a penniless pauper.

He was heartbroken that Ziqiao didn't trust him at all, even though he had been so generous for once.

Dumas, too lazy to explain further to Ziqiao, squinted and smiled, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

"No regrets?"

"I have no regrets," Ziqiao said confidently.

If my godfather's account really has that much money, I'll jump off the sixth floor!!!

"Good, he's really my good son..." Alexandre Dumas patted Ziqiao on the shoulder with satisfaction.

They won't even take money; they must be crazy to live here.

If you ask me, we should just jump off the sixth floor and reopen it.

The father and son exchanged a smile, both of them beaming with pride.

……

"So, all three of you were fooled by the extras Ziqiao hired?"

After rushing back and learning what had happened that day, Nanfeng asked in surprise.

Zhang Wei quickly explained, "I wasn't scammed; I just paid a deposit."

Yu Mo shook her head: "I wasn't scammed either. Those cosmetics were indeed genuine. I just made an impulsive purchase."

"And what about you, Yifei?" Nanfeng looked at Yifei: "Speaking of which, you only said you bought a bunch of unnecessary things, what exactly were they?"

Curry Sauce, who was taking a big bite of a sandwich, mumbled, "Yeah, Sister Yifei, what did you buy? You might not need it, but we could use it?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Mo's lips curled up slightly.

"I...you..."

Yifei stared at the curry sauce in astonishment, momentarily at a loss for words.

Even I don't need that thing, how could a minor like you possibly use it?

Nanfeng noticed that Yifei's reaction was a bit off, and he vaguely guessed that it must be something that was useless and difficult to talk about, but he really couldn't figure out what it was.

"OK, never mind."

Nanfeng wasn't particularly curious about what Yifei had bought; he simply asked, "Are you sure Ziqiao's godfather is a fake?"

"Why do you ask that?"

Yifei asked with considerable confidence, "Could it be that my reasoning is flawed?"

Nanfeng was silent for a moment, then pondered and said, "It's not exactly a problem, but it's full of loopholes. Yifei, what makes you so sure that this Dumas is an actor? Couldn't he really be Ziqiao's godfather, and just happened to be passing by to help Ziqiao?"

"Forehead……"

Yifei fell silent upon hearing this.

"And another thing," he asked, puzzled, "putting aside whether he's an actor or not, how do you all think Ziqiao has the ability and financial resources to acquire so many high-end international cosmetics?"

"Forehead……"

Yifei fell silent again.

Nanfeng added insult to injury: "If he has the ability and money to get these cosmetics, wouldn't it be better to just give them to girls and use them to pick up girls?"

"He might even get home base if he gives a girl high-end cosmetics, but he'll lose a lot of money by doing this 40% off sale. Do you think Ziqiao would be that bored?"

"He wasn't the one who lost last time, so why would he do all this random stuff just to provoke you, Yifei?"

"I……"

Yifei was speechless.

Her intense competitive spirit and urge to avenge her previous defeat made her subconsciously ignore these suspicious points until Nanfeng pointed them out, at which point she realized that her reasoning was full of flaws.

"besides……"

"Stop talking!"

Yifei quickly interrupted Nanfeng's subsequent questioning, knowing that if he continued to talk like that, she would really lose face.

"Just get to the conclusion: what's the current situation?"

"Condition?"

Nanfeng shrugged: "With so little information, who knows what's going on?"

He complained, "All you've said so far is possibility and speculation. It's not just me who can't understand the truth. Even if Sherlock Holmes came, he'd have to take a bunch of drugs to keep up with your train of thought."

Yifei was immediately dumbfounded. She hadn't expected Nanfeng to so easily overturn her reasoning and then tell her that he didn't actually know what the correct answer was either.

"What is this? Everything's back to square one?"

"Do I have to start the reasoning all over again?!"

"Please don't!"

Curry Sauce delivered the fatal blow: "Sister Yifei, your reasoning is almost on par with Guan Gu's. Continuing to reason will only help you eliminate one wrong answer."

Suddenly her eyes lit up: "That's right, we're looking for Guan Gu."

"As long as Sister Yifei and Guangu work together to deduce and eliminate all the possibilities they come up with, the remaining conclusion that they both think is impossible is definitely the truth!"

Nanfeng, Yu Mo, and Zhang Wei exchanged a glance and nodded in sudden realization: "That makes sense."

If enough wrong answers are eliminated, why should we be afraid of not finding the truth?

If Yifei and Guangu can't be Sherlock Holmes, can't they at least be Kogoro Mouri?

"Hello!"

Yifei was exasperated: "Can't you guys at least respect my reasoning?!"

"What reasoning?"

Ziqiao, who had just returned from having lunch with Dumas and Guan Gu, pushed open the door of 3601 and poked his head in.

He felt it was necessary to ask these guys what useless things their godfather had bought.

Here it comes!

(End of this chapter)