[-] Which hint might be related to Qing Luan?
[-] [Footprint likely from a man]
[Qing Luan] Take a look for yourself. Does it look like my footprint?
[Fuuka Minami] Larger feet can be squeezed into smaller shoes, so why can't smaller feet be put into larger shoes?
[Qing Luan] Ms. Minami, I see you're well-versed in making baseless accusations... huh? Hehe.
[-] [Receipt (Plaster)]
[Qing Luan] Plaster... Beryl Blue has no need for that.
[Fuuka Minami] Oh? Don't you need it to fix up those treasures of yours?
[Qing Luan] Heh, plaster is only used to fix up forgeries. I see you're quite knowledgeable on the subject, Ms. Minami.
[-] [Receipt (Bandage)]
[Qing Luan] I haven't been to a pharmacy recently.
[Fuuka Minami] How can you prove that?
[Qing Luan] The little guys here usually get their medicine from the pet hospital.
[Qing Luan] I'm happy to make the introductions if you need a doctor, Ms. Minami.
[Fuuka Minami] Heh, you should keep it for yourself, Qing Luan. After all, you have more need for it than I do.
[-] [Vermillion Bird Beak Mask]
[Qing Luan] A strangely-shaped vermillion mask? I would never keep something like that.
[Fuuka Minami] But I see you have quite the collection of strangely-shaped items.
[Qing Luan] Ms. Minami, if you're able to keep this and live a few millennia, then maybe I'd be willing to keep it.
[-] [VIP Exhibition Invitation List]
[Qing Luan] I did attend the exhibition yesterday, but I wasn't the only one there. That doesn't seem to prove anything, does it?
[Qing Luan] It seems none of your clues have anything to do with me.
[Fuuka Minami] The footprint and the like may not, but how can we be sure your bird didn't take the jade while you hired someone to stage a robbery?
[Qing Luan] Yellow Tea is a cockatiel, not a crow that loves shiny objects, or an insatiable phoenix.
[Fuuka Minami] So, what's your conclusion, little detective?
[Qing Luan] I'm sure you'll make a fair judgment based on the facts.
[-] I glance at both of them. One is my current boss, and the other is a good friend... In my mind, two mini versions of me are fighting violently against each other. One is telling me to tell the truth and receive a quick death, and the other is telling me to lie because only death awaits anyway. In the end, I decide...
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