After getting into the police car, the boy and Karasuma arrived at the home of the deceased Kyoko's classmate in the afternoon.
This is a very ordinary old-style house. The house is next to other houses and surrounded by a wooden wall as high as one person. In front of the door is a narrow road that can barely be driven by a car.
The boy opened the car door and walked out, raising his hand and knocking on the door.
"coming."
The door was opened a crack, and inside was an elderly aunt.
The aunt was wearing ordinary clothes and had some wrinkles on her face. She looked to be in her forties, and her appearance was quite similar to the deceased's classmate Kyoko. She must be the mother of the deceased.
Her eyes were very red and swollen, as if she had just cried.
When the aunt saw the people standing at the door for the first time, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. But when she saw the boy, a look of surprise appeared on her face, and she quickly opened the door and welcomed everyone in.
"Hello, Officer Shirakawa."
Perhaps because of the boy's obvious leadership position among several criminal police officers, almost every family member of those involved in the case who met the boy for the first time would regard the boy as a criminal police officer.
Although the boy is not yet, he has never corrected it.
"Hello, Mrs. Muraki."
Muraki is the surname of the family of the deceased Kyoko’s classmate.
With a slight nod, the boy followed Mrs. Muraki into the house.
Behind him, Karasuma hurriedly followed, while one of the remaining two detectives also followed in, while the other stayed at the door.
"Husband—it's Police Officer Baihe here—"
Turning around and walking into the entrance hall, Mrs. Muraki first shouted loudly towards the back room.
Could it be because Mr. Muraki is taking a rest? Mrs. Muraki's shout was quite loud, and even Karasuma behind her felt as if her eardrums were shaking.
"Officer Baihe, is there anything else you need to ask?"
After shouting this, Mrs. Muraki asked the boy.
Under her leadership, several people walked into the living room of the room and sat down each.
"I previously learned from a teacher at your daughter's school that Kyoko seemed to have had interactions with students from some foreign schools during her lifetime. How much does Mrs. Muraki know about this matter?"
The boy gets right into the theme at the beginning without any unnecessary nonsense.
"My husband and I told the police officer everything about this matter in the morning when we found out about it. Xingzi's classmates and teachers at school all said so. When we asked her, she never told us the specific situation.
Yesterday, after returning from school, she suddenly said that she was going to spend the night at a friend's house at another school. Although the couple were a little worried, when we thought about Kyoko, she had not had many friends since she was a child, and she was very happy at the time. expression, so I allowed it...
I didn’t expect that when Kyoko went there, she would actually... wu wu... How could that stupid kid be so stupid..."
As she spoke, Mrs. Muraki cried softly again, tears slowly flowing down from the corners of her already red and swollen eyes.
This scene made Karasuma feel a little moved and his eyes were sore. However, the boy seemed to have seen many similar scenes before and had no unnecessary reaction. He continued to ask in a calm tone:
"Didn't you ask her about the identity of this friend from another school?"
"We asked, but Xingzi didn't want to tell us, so we didn't ask any more..."
"Before this, have you ever seen with your own eyes the scene where Kyoko-san meets her friends from other schools?"
"No, Xingzi never wants us to interfere with her affairs. If she has anything to do with herself, she will never take the initiative to tell us..."
Mrs. Muraki was still crying softly, while the boy frowned slightly.
The clues are really clean.
The information that Karasuma got in school was that the deceased had no so-called friends from outside the school, which was simply a rumor.
Although contrary clues were obtained from the deceased's family, the deceased's family members knew nothing about the specific situation.
Who is this friend? What's the name? What does it look like? Has it appeared before?
None of this is clear.
Even the specific authenticity cannot be judged.
Of course, in addition to this, the boy actually has another clue that can be investigated.
"Officer Shirakawa?!"
Just when the boy was about to continue asking, there were sudden thumping footsteps on the corridor outside the living room.
Not long after, a middle-aged man with a big belly hurried in.
The man looked like he had just woken up. He was wearing a messy and wrinkled shirt, and his appearance was quite similar to that of the deceased Kyoko-san.
Obviously, he is Mr. Muraki, the father of the deceased.
As soon as Mr. Muraki saw the boy, he hurried over and sat down next to Mrs. Muraki.
There is a slight difference from Mrs. Muraki. Although Mr. Muraki also looks exhausted, his eyes are not red.
"Officer Shirakawa, do you have anything else to ask about Kyoko...Ah, by the way, I'll pour you a cup of tea!"
Mr. Muraki seemed a little nervous. He just sat down and then quickly stood up again. While asking, he ran to the stove next to him to get a teacup and teapot.
When his eyes fell on this person, the boy just looked at him quietly and then said:
"Mr. Muraki, there is no need to be nervous, it's just a small problem."
After finishing speaking, the boy glanced at Mr. Muraki's wrinkled and messy clothes, and asked again:
"Mr. Muraki, was he resting just now?"
"Yes, it seems that I caught a cold when I went to the cemetery in the morning. I felt dizzy all the time when I came back, so I went to bed and took a short nap..."
As he said this, Mr. Muraki had already poured several cups of tea and brought them to the boy, Karasuma and another detective, placing a cup in front of each of them.
"Thanks."
The one who spoke was Xiao Karasuma. As she said this, she seemed to feel a little thirsty and subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to hold the cup of tea.
However, at this moment, the boy beside her suddenly held down the hand she wanted to raise.
【Eh? ! 】
Her hand was suddenly held by someone, and Karasuma's whole face turned red. She subconsciously turned her head to look at the boy beside her.
[What are you doing, wooden man? ! 】
The boy didn't look at her, he just wrote "no" in English on the back of her hand with his fingers, and then withdrew his hand.
【no? No? 】
Karasuma was a little confused, but he quickly came to his senses and looked at the cup of tea in front of him with wide eyes.
[Are you telling me not to drink this cup of tea? 】
Is there something wrong with this tea? !
In an instant, various scenes of poisoning food in those TV movies that he had watched in the past flashed through Yu Xiaowuwan's mind.
etc! what's the situation?
How did things suddenly progress to this point? Why do wooden people think there is something wrong with this tea?
What did I just miss?
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(End of chapter)
