"I don't know what you're talking about?" Mifia's voice was a little flustered.

"See that cute duck on your broomstick handle?" said Eric without hesitation, debunking Mifia's lie, "both in terms of penmanship and pattern, it is very immature. ”

"And this pattern is engraved, and the color of the notch is much newer than the rest of the broom handle, so this pattern must have been carved recently. Caitlin added.

"Y-Who are you!" Mifia's voice began to tremble.

"As you, Mayor Soros, introduced, we are your valued visitors, without any ill will. Eric laughed.

"Miffy, what's wrong?" At this moment, an old lady in her fifties appeared next to Miffia. But when the old lady saw Eric and Caitlin, she had the same warm expression as Billis, "Isn't this our honored guest in town?" ”

"Good morning, ma'am, Mifia was telling us about Mayor Soros's reputation in the town. Eric immediately lied to Mifia.

"Yes, Mrs. Lawrence, I was about to treat them to my homemade barley tea. Mifia turned her head, smiled kindly at the old woman, and graciously invited, "Mrs. Lawrence, would you like to come along?" ”

"Oh-thanks, I'm not coming, Bilis just sent vegetables, I'm going to clean them. I wish you all a happy morning tea. The corners of the old woman's mouth were filled with relief.

As soon as she entered the room, Mifia quietly closed the door, and her originally solemn expression suddenly became nervous. She smiled wryly at Eric and Caitlin, invited them to sit down at the table, and poured them another cup of barley tea.

"What's wrong with your kid?" asked Caitlyn.

"Five days ago, there was an accident and I was buried. Mifia's eyes began to moisten.

"What accident?" Caitlyn continued.

"While playing on the glacier, he fell into an ice hole, and by the time Officer Bailey rescued him, he was—" Mifia began to sobb quietly as she spoke.

"I'm so sorry, Miffy Asia. Caitlin reassured.

"How did you fall into the ice hole?" asked Eric.

"I'd love to know, too. The glacier has always been very strong, and a lot of people walked and ran there, even the bobsleigh was fine there, but misfortune is misfortune, and my child still had an accident there. Mifia's grief was filled with helplessness and helplessness.

"There should always be an explanation in the end. Eric refills Mifia's hot tea.

"Mayor Soros said that global warming is causing our glaciers here to be thinner than usual. Mifia said hesitantly, "Later, Mayor Soros forbade any activity on that glacier for everyone's safety. ”

"Global warming?" said Eric, who couldn't help but laugh, "that explanation is really in line with his image." ”

Mifia raised her head, looked at Eric strangely with teary eyes, and said in a cowardly voice, "So, Mayor Soros did say so. ”

"But I'm surprised that there doesn't seem to be any trace of your child in your house. Eric noticed that although the woman's child had died, the room seemed to have lost any childlike scent in the short five days.

"Because——" Mifia looked at Eric and Caitlyn with a little more suspicion in her eyes.

"We are tourists from country K. With that, Eric magically took out the passport of Country K from his pocket and handed it to Mifia, the first page of which still contained his business card, the Sherlock Holmes detective agency.

"Are you a detective?" the suspicion in Mifia's eyes vanished after seeing the passport and business card.

"Yes, and a very famous detective. "Maybe he can help you see why the glacier is thinning because of global warming?"

Speaking of which, Mifia seems to have her heart fluttered. Eric struck while the iron was hot, "Excuse me, do you seem to be very reluctant to mention your child because you are sad?"

"Of course not. Mifia said sadly, "Mayor Soros won't let me mention it." ”

"Why?" asked Caitlyn, incomprehensibly.

Grief is a contagion that is scarier than the flu, he said. I can't let the misfortune of my own children affect the whole happy atmosphere of the town. Mifia explained, "And, and he gave me more compensation. ”

"What compensation?" asked Eric.

"Vegetables. Mifia pointed to a basket of cabbage in the corner of the room, "In our place, because of the climate, crops are very scarce, especially vegetables, for us, this is a more precious resource than sea cucumber shark fin. ”

"I guess that extra basket of cabbage will cost you something else. Eric guessed.

"Hmm. Mifia nodded, "I can't show any more traces of children in my house, including toys, photos, photo albums, etc." ”

"Why is that?" Catelyn wondered.

"Mayor Soros thinks that if there are still traces of children in my house, I will be uncontrollably touched. Mifia muttered quietly.

"Your child is not about 10 years old. Eric asked abruptly.

"Yes, my child was 9 and a half years old when he died. Mifia couldn't hold back her tears.

Catelyn gave Eric a startled look, as if to ask—how did you see that?, so far, all they had to know about the kid was the duck on the broomstick handle.

"Does your child have two very sharp tiger teeth?" Eric continued.

"That's right, how do you know?" Mifia was stunned. Next, Eric names several of the child's physical characteristics, each of which is exactly the same as Mifia's child. But it's not just Mifia who is shocked, but also Caitlyn next to Eric, because the characteristics of each of the children Eric says come from Cher, the child who lies in ambush in the snow and wants to kill the three of them.

"Have you seen my child, and where is he!" Mifia seemed to have the illusion that her child was still alive.

"Sorry, your kids are cute. It was Officer Bailey who told me, and he still mourns the unexpected death of your child. Naturally, Eric couldn't tell Mifia what happened to them in the snow.

"I see. Mifia bowed her head in disappointment.