Pokémon: I'm a detective, not the sixth one.

Lu Yi seemed to have grasped some inspiration and elaborated on his point of view: "According to the idea provided by the owner Xiao Qian before, there is a high probability that the criminal used the power of Pokémon to make counterfeit coins. So what will the elves do to him? Say, it’s the God of Wealth! A money tree!

Criminals will definitely provide for them and spend a considerable part of their funds on elf-related industries! Food, props, entertainment facilities, training equipment...

Coupled with the color-changing ink that must be used to make counterfeit currency, we can narrow the scope of the investigation very well, compare the faces of customers who have recently visited various merchants, and finally find the target criminal! "

Seeing the excitement on Lu Yi's face, Mr. Dalin nodded with satisfaction. This kid is indeed smart. He only had this idea when he was eating noodles, but after giving him a few reminders, Lu Yi immediately thought of this!

However, the idea is good, but we cannot be blindly optimistic.

Dalin poured cold water: "Logically speaking, starting the investigation from elf-related consumption is indeed better than the current investigation direction. But Chengdu is such a large area, and every industry you mentioned before has at least 10 stores. Thousands of homes.

How do you determine which store the criminal spent money at? Do you rely on luck to visit each house? Take the food industry as an example. Merchants selling elf food have a large number of orders every day, and you can’t even confirm which one has abnormal sales! "

After hearing this, Lu Yi felt the same and suddenly became weak again.

However, he suddenly remembered what had happened before about the Cauldron Senbei and winked at Dalin.

"Eh? I seem to know an unusual store!"

Dalin: (′?_?`)?

"What anomaly?"

"That's what I overheard when I was queuing up to buy snacks for you today. It is said that a new 'Fuyan Senbei' shop has opened in Manjin City, which is deeply loved by the public. But for some reason, someone recently took all the store's The inventory has been emptied, and there seems to be 3 months’ worth of reserves!”

"So many??" Dalin was a little dumbfounded and made a rough estimate in his mind.

"The price of Kamayan Senbei in various major regions is different, and the price is based on local consumption levels. But no matter how you calculate it, a three-month reserve is a large order. It is worth at least hundreds of thousands. !”

Lu Yi agreed very much, he knew the price of Kameyan Senbei.

This thing sells for 200 in the Fangyuan region where it originated, 350 in the Sinnoh and Galar regions, and even 500 in the Unova region!

This is equivalent to the difference in price of candied haws in various provinces in China. In the Northeast, a bunch costs 5 yuan, but in southern cities, it can be sold for 20 or 30 yuan!

Dalin was very excited at this moment, his eyes brightened up: "Come on, call Muzi! Let's stop staring at this shabby place and go look at the senbei!"

After saying that, he stood up and walked outside. Yinchuan quickly grabbed Lu Yi, and while running towards the monitoring room, he turned around and shouted: "Brother Yi, I'm going to call Sister Muzi, you two walk slower! We don't know the way!"

"Okay, don't worry!" Lu Yi smiled and nodded.

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"[Authentic Kamayan Senbei], tsk tsk, look at this sign, it feels like it's just for traffic, not that authentic..." Yinchuan stood in front of the senbei store and complained with a grin.

Muzi also feels the same way. Whether the taste of a product is authentic or not should be judged by customers. Why should it be highlighted on the signboard?

Lu Yi smiled and explained: "Maybe the shop owner is not good at naming names, thinking that everyone will come here because of his name. You don't know yet, but the operators of this shop are an elderly couple, who are said to have moved from the Fangyuan area. Those who have come here, in terms of craftsmanship, and those who have eaten there say it is very good.”

"Is that so?" Muzi blinked her beautiful eyes, "If he is really an old man from the Fangyuan area, it would be reasonable to give him such a name."

After that, the four of them knocked on the door of the shop. The person who opened the door was an old woman. She looked about sixty or seventy years old and had a darker complexion.

"I'm sorry, today's senbei are sold out. My old man is baking new ones. We won't open until tomorrow morning." The old man is very simple and looks very kind.

Mr. Dalin took a step forward, smiled and explained his purpose: "Hello, mother-in-law, we are case investigators from the Kanto Alliance Police Force. We are currently investigating the flow of some illegal funds. I'm sorry to disturb you."

Lu Yi and the others did not expect Captain Lin to come straight to the point, but thinking about it carefully, if they want to check other people's money, there seems to be no other way except to directly explain the purpose of their visit.

The old woman was obviously taken aback when she heard this. As people get older, their reactions slow down. She couldn't understand what Dalin meant for a while.

"Police force? Illegal funds?" My mother-in-law's face was full of confusion, "We have never done anything illegal..."

"Of course, I didn't say it was you." Dalin smiled again, "That's it, the case we are currently investigating is related to counterfeit money. We will visit every shop on this street step by step, not targeting your family.

Mother-in-law, think about it carefully, have you received a large amount of cash recently? If so, please actively cooperate with us, which will be very helpful to the police's investigation work. "

"Fake...counterfeit money??"

Hearing this, the old woman's face clearly showed panic, and then she showed helplessness, worry and many other emotions.

Everything was seen by Lu Yi and the others, and they secretly exchanged glances. It seemed that the mother-in-law had probably received it.

"I can't remember a little bit. I'll ask my old man when I get into the house..."

The mother-in-law's eyes were full of hesitation, and her figure seemed to be much stooped at this moment. She walked into the room slowly, and Lu Yi and the others were not in a hurry. They thought they were going to discuss with their wife whether they should cooperate truthfully.

After a while, an old man wearing work clothes and his body stained black by coal came out. He was probably over seventy years old, and he couldn't walk very smoothly anymore.

Lu Yi observed that the old man's palms were very thick. Judging from his attire, he probably had been engaged in charcoal-fired work all year round. No wonder the output of Kamamen senbei is very low. It turns out that every piece is baked by the old man himself.

At this moment, he stood in front of the door of the inner room, waving his hands to everyone, beckoning them to come in and talk.

So the four of them walked in, bypassed the very hot workshop where a lava snail was lighting a fire, and came to the area where the couple lived and rested.

"Mr. Police Officer, can I see your ID first?"

The old man looked at Dalin, and the old woman beside him stepped forward to add tea and water to everyone.

"Give."

Dalin smiled and let Rotom fly to the old man. His mother-in-law also quickly came over, and the couple looked at the certificate carefully together.

"It turns out to be Mr. Commander, I'm disrespectful."

The old man nodded politely towards Dalin. Leaders at the police commander level are very respected in the elf world.

He looked back at his wife: "In that case, just take the police officers there. The investigation is important."

Hearing this, the old woman nodded, but she couldn't hide the worry on her face.

She and her husband worked hard to make senbei all their lives, and finally became popular with the people of Manjin City in their later years. The sales volume soared. I was really afraid that the cash the woman used to pay was all counterfeit money!

That is the inventory that the old couple worked overtime for three consecutive months to prepare for the business! In the end, it was all in vain, and the old lady really couldn't accept it!

How many "three months" are left in their lives? The cost of those senbei cost the two elders many years of savings!

"Squeak——."

The old woman opened the bed board in the bedroom, chose the tattered set among several sets of bedding, and unbuttoned the cloth on it, revealing a large amount of cash wrapped under layers.

Her face was filled with helplessness and bitterness.

"Mr. Police Officer, all the cash received recently is here. ...You can take it back for inspection."

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