"That's, Obasan...... May I ask who lives in that house over there?"

Lin Xiuyi suddenly stopped the old woman who was taking a drink for him and Miki, and then pointed to the hand that stretched out the window, and asked the old man with some curiosity.

"Even you don't think it's like it, right, that family has just moved here, it seems to be a mother and son, the mother is quite kind, but his son is really too disagreeable, let me tell you, that guy seems to be a family squat, except for when I can see him when he flicks cigarette ash outside, I don't seem to have seen him come out of the house once......"

The old man put a can of red bean soup in Lin Xiuyi's hand, and then whispered these things to Lin Xiuyi in a low voice.

"How do you know that?"

Lin Xiuyi asked the old man in surprise.

"We don't have a lot of families in this area, and there are very few tourists who come to us. So what happened, soon the whole village knew. When the family first moved in, I once met the boy, and her mother was busy at the time, but the boy ignored it and hid in the house, not knowing how to come out to help...... Poor Mrs. Fujiki is so diligent, but she gave birth to such a son......"

Lin Shuichi unexpectedly learned new information from Fujiki Minato's neighbors. Minato Fujiki did not live alone in Hayakawa Town. She also has a son who lives here as well. However, when it comes to squatting at home, Lin Xiuyi has reservations. Because the old man also said just now, she just relied on the behavior of this family after moving here, and concluded that Minato Fujiki's son was squatting at home. But what about before moving to Hayakawa-cho? Is it possible that Mina Fujiki deliberately made her squatting at home in order to hide her son?

Because they had an alibi before, Aizawa and the others did not seriously follow this clue of Minato Fujiki. However, now that the investigation has been restarted, it is natural that the investigation of Minato Fujiki will have to start all over again. But I don't know why, until now, Aizawa hasn't found any background information about Fujiki Minato. This made Lin Xiu wonder at first, if even the name of Fujiki Minato was fake?

accidentally learned that Minadu also had a son, which gave Lin Xiuyi a new investigation clue. However, Lin Xiuyi felt that this woman didn't look like a serial killer who could kill two men who lived alone. But there are no absolutes in the world, and maybe everything I see now is just a disguise for Mina Fujiki to hide her true face.

Lin Shuichi and Miki sat on the bench in front of the beverage store like this, looking at the cigarette sticking out of the window, while leisurely drinking the drink in their hands. Maybe it was because he had climbed too many steps just now, Lin Xiuyi felt a sense of heat and dryness at this time, and he subconsciously wanted to go to his pocket to get a tissue out to wipe his sweat, but before he could do anything, Miki seemed to see through him and put on a brand new tissue.

"Police...... Xiu Yijun, please use it!"

Miki almost called the wrong name in front of outsiders, but fortunately she swallowed the next words at the last moment. After Lin Xiuyi took the tissue handed by Miki, he smiled at Miki and thanked him, and then he wiped the sweat from the corners of his forehead and behind his ears with a tissue.

But at this moment, the yellow house in the distance suddenly opened the door, and I saw a familiar figure suddenly walk out of the door, who was not Mina Fujiki, I saw that she was wearing a simple dress, carrying a large white cloth belt on her back, and was walking in the direction of the road.

Seeing this situation, Lin Shuichi and Miki immediately put down the drink in their hands, he gave Miki a look, Miki nodded understandingly, and waited until Mina Fujiki walked a little farther away, Miki immediately followed.

Lin Xiuyi continued to observe the smoking hand, wondering what kind of person was smoking.

As a cigarette burned out, the outstretched hand suddenly pressed the cigarette butt on the tin sheet under the window, and then the guy upstairs threw away the cigarette butt in his hand. Then the windows were closed again.

"Oba-chan, I've put the money in my seat!"

As soon as Lin Xiu finished saying this, he got up from his seat and walked towards the yellow house. He slowed his pace and leaned over slowly, his eyes alerted to his surroundings from time to time. Until he reached the gate of the house, there were still no pedestrians on the road.

Lin Xiuyi walked around the house lightly. The house doesn't have a lot of space, but you can see a few cigarette butts on the side of the road and the parking lot from time to time. Apparently the cigarette butts were dropped by the guy who lived in the attic. At the front entrance is a row of glass sliding doors, the curtains inside have been closed, and there is not even a single gap left. So you can't peek inside the room from the sliding door. This made Lin Xiuyi frown.

Break in rashly, if you find it, it's fine, if you don't find it, it will inevitably be a little startled, and it may even remind the other party to destroy the evidence as soon as possible. But now that we're here today, wouldn't it be a waste of effort not to get some information?

Just when Lin Xiuyi felt a little embarrassed, he suddenly swept the garbage at the garbage disposal point of Fujiki Minato's house. Immediately, there was a plan.

Lin Xiuyi took out the forensic gloves he was carrying from his pocket, and then put them on his hands. He looked around to check the situation, and after seeing that the surroundings were still inaccessible, Lin Xiu quickly picked up a bag of garbage and ran in the direction of the mountain.

The weight of this bag of garbage was not heavy, so Lin Xiuyi didn't feel hard to run. He didn't know how long he had been walking, but he finally came to a culvert under the roadbed. It was only at this time that Lin Xiuyi could finally look through the garbage bags of Minato Fujiki's house with confidence.

In this bag is the packaging paper waste that has been divided, and it is not so disgusting when you look through it. Lin Xiuyi saw a lot of outer wrappers of convenience store food inside. But just when Lin Xiuyi felt a little disappointed, suddenly a few pieces of torn and shredded label paper were scattered on the grass, and Lin Xiuyi, who knew that these things might be important, immediately put the pieces of paper together, and then carefully identified them for a long time, and then reluctantly spelled out the words on it.

"Zopiclone! Isn't that the name of the sleeping pill that appeared in both cases?"