"Hey! Wooden man, why don't you just capture him?"
After leaving the school, the boy quickly got into the police car parked outside the school, and Karasuma followed him in.
"Why do you want to arrest him?" The boy first asked the criminal policeman who was driving the car a location, and then asked.
"Isn't it obvious? That guy dressed like a beast! He must be the murderer who designed to poison Qiuna and that Miyamoto-san!
That guy must have used his status as a teacher to play with the feelings of the two female students and then thought they were in the way, so he used this method to kill them all! "
"Karasuma, we currently don't have any evidence to show that the abortion of the second deceased Miyamoto Sanae is related to Aizawa Ryuhei." The boy reminded in a calm tone.
"Well... the evidence, the evidence can be investigated slowly. This guy's suspicion is so high now, we can take it back to the police station and control it first..."
The boy didn't respond to Karasuma's muttering. He lowered his head and pondered, thinking about the thing that he felt was wrong before.
"Little Karasuma."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Xiao Karasuma turned around and asked after being called out suddenly.
"You told me before that when Qiuna-san was finally killed, she was repeating the words 'I'm sorry'... right?" the boy asked.
"Yeah, that's right."
"Who do you think she is saying these 'I'm sorry' to?"
"Huh? That must be that guy Aizawa Ryuhei. After all, Akina...huh?"
Seeing the boy's still frowning and thinking expression, Karasuma stopped abruptly before finishing her words. She seemed to have suddenly realized something, with an extremely shocked look on her face.
"Huh?! Wait! Wooden man! Do you mean..."
"..."
After leaving the school, the boy and Karasuma quickly came to the apartment where Aizawa Ryuhei's wife lived.
According to the information previously investigated by the police, although Aizawa Ryuhei is not yet thirty years old, he has been married for several years, and his wife, like him, is also a teacher, and one of them has not yet reached school age. age children.
But what is quite surprising is that Aizawa Ryuhei and his wife do not live together. It seems that the couple had separated a few months ago, and the children were led by his wife.
For a couple who have only been married for a few years and whose children are still very young, there must be some special reason for separating at this juncture.
After noticing the suspicious points on Aizawa Ryuhei, the boy became keenly aware that he might be able to get some important information from this wife.
"Is that why..."
In a small apartment, after putting her child to bed for a nap, Mrs. Aizawa sat on the sofa in the living room, listened quietly to the purpose of the boy's trip, and nodded slightly.
Perhaps because she is also a teacher, Mrs. Aizawa has a literary temperament similar to Aizawa Ryuhei, giving people an intellectual feel.
At the same time, it may be because her status as a teacher gave her a sense of justice that was different from ordinary people. Mrs. Aizawa did not have any intention of covering up her husband. When faced with the inquiries of the boy and Karasuma, she always stood firm. He straightened his back and looked directly at the two of them, without any concealment in his words.
"I have long been aware of my husband's affair. It was probably more than half a year ago. Since then, he often used busy work as an excuse to go out on weekends or holidays and told me It's to go to school.
But I am also a teacher. How could I not detect such lies?
Although my husband also serves as the counselor of the drama club in that high school, it is normal for this to happen occasionally, but how can any club counselor go to the school every week?
Really, I can’t even find a good reason to lie..."
When Mrs. Aizawa said this, a helpless smile appeared on her face.
"If that was the case, I could have deceived myself into being too worried, but since then, my husband would always receive phone calls from students in their class at night or in the middle of the night, although he told me every time it was His students came to him to discuss future employment issues, but... forget it once or twice. How could any normal student call his teacher so frequently in the middle of the night?
Until more than three months ago, after I came back from a three-day club training trip arranged by the school, I discovered a few women's hair on the side of the sink in our house...
Officer, I think you can understand the meaning of this without me saying more. The other party has been able to openly live in my home when I am not around. As a wife, I... really can't do it anymore. Continue to tolerate.
Not only is he flirting with women outside, but he also attacks his own students, which is simply... worse than a beast..."
At this point, the resolute Mrs. Aizawa bit her lip, suppressed her inner emotions, and answered the boy's inquiry in as calm a tone as possible.
"You mean, more than three months ago, you found female hair that did not belong to you by the sink in your home?" After listening to her story quietly, the boy suddenly asked.
"Um."
"Are you sure this time is correct?"
"There is no mistake. At that time, I happened to be taking the students in my club on a training trip. This was arranged by the school and lasted three days and two nights in total."
With that said, Mrs. Aizawa stood up and walked into the nearby bedroom. After rummaging for a while, she handed a small paper bag to the boy.
The boy opened the paper package, and inside were four or five slightly curly long hairs. At first glance, people would think they were women's hair.
When the boy saw these hairs, his pupils suddenly shrank.
"I collected all the hair, and after a confrontation with my husband, we had a quarrel. From then on, I moved out with my children."
Mrs. Aizawa explained from the side.
“He is my husband after all and I did not go to the police to expose his determination.
But I also knew in my heart that sooner or later he would be found by the police, so I made a decision in my heart. If the police really come to me for questioning in the future, then I will definitely not hide anything and will tell his Tell me all the crimes..."
"Thank you for your assistance."
Putting away his shocked eyes, the expression on the boy's face quickly calmed down. He stood up and bowed slightly towards Mrs. Aizawa.
When he saw these strands of hair, the boy knew everything.
The murderer in this case was indeed smarter than most of the murderers he had encountered before.
The real murderer is not Aizawa Ryuhei.
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(End of chapter)
