"Are you sure?" Katyusha asked her in a neat tone. Fiona seemed to be avoiding her gaze, looking elsewhere, and then putting her fingers on her nose, and pinching her nose, this action Katyusha had not seen before, obviously the other party was lying, these casual little details revealed the nervousness and uneasiness in her heart.

Fiona swallowed, "He's probably home." I'm not so sure. I went to bed early. William often stayed up late to play games. It's possible that he's out. It is possible to be at home. I can't be sure. But I didn't hear anything. ”

"What about your husband?" Katyusha noticed that she was avoiding her gaze when she mentioned sleeping, "Was he not home at that time?"

"He sometimes plays poker. Take a small bet with your friends. I think he was playing cards. ”

Hugh said, "We really need you...."

The words still didn't come out of his mouth, because a young man in a black undershirt came out of the courtyard. His shoulders were broad, and his eyes were wandering. His Billy jeans were washed white, revealing patches of light white, and he wore a pair of sandals underneath his grass-green beach pants. Katyusha noticed his defensive look. He stopped abruptly and blinked in surprise at the two uninvited guests in front of him. He glanced at the organization's police car, which was painted with the police logo, and immediately understood what was going on.

Katyusha noticed that the other person's movements and expressions were typical of how people would react when they saw an enforcer, whether they were guilty or not...... And the brain is still spinning fast.

"William, dear, come here."

He stood still, and Katyusha noticed that Hugh was a little nervous.

But chasing this kid on foot for the second time is not needed. William walked towards them with his head bowed and a dull expression.

"They're police," Fiona said, "and they want to talk to you." ”

"I guess they are, too, what do you want to know from me?" His voice was casual, with a hint of indifference. He stood, his arms dangling from side to side. His hands were dirty, he probably hadn't washed his hands for a long time, and his nails were still stained with dirt. Fortunately, his hair was washed; Katyusha guessed that he washed his hair often because it would prevent pimples from growing on his face.

She and Hugh greeted the boy and showed their police ID. He took it and looked at it carefully. Are you buying time? Katyusha thought to herself.

"Someone has come to our house," Fiona said to her son, pointing to the red graffiti on the plastic bottles, "and breaking two more window panes." ”

William seemed indifferent to the news. He asked, "What about William?"

"He didn't see it."

Hugh asked, "Let's go inside the house and have a look, do you mind?"

Fiona nodded. They walked into the house. There was a smell of smoke in it that hadn't gone away. The house was cleaned up, but it was still dirty. The furniture is not very well matched, it seems to be second-hand goods that have been around for a while, the dust cover on it is tattered, and the brown paint on the furniture is peeling off. The walls are plastered with old posters and photographs with yellowed images, mostly decorative.

Katyusha can see a frame with a Venetian painting on it. Some of the National Geographic icons are shown below. Some of them were photos of family members, of two boys, and one or two of Fiona when she was younger.

Sammy came out, as before, big, walking fast, and he smiled again.

"William!" He rushed towards his brother, "Did you bring me M&M chocolate chips?"

"Here you go." William reached into his pocket and handed his brother a pack of M&M chocolate chips.

"Yay!" Sammy carefully opened the package, looked inside, and then stared at his brother, "The pond is calm today. ”

"Really?"

"Yes." Sammy went back to her room, chocolate chips in her hand.

William said: "He doesn't look very good. Did he take any medicine?"

His mother looked sideways, "Medicine ......"

"Dad didn't go to get the medicine as prescribed because of the price increase, did he?"

"He doesn't think the medicine works."

"The medicine works, Mom. You know what he's going to be like without pills. ”

Katyusha looked into Sammy's room and saw that the child's desk was filled with complex electronic components, parts from computers and tools — and toys for children much younger than him. He leans back in his chair and reads a Japanese graphic novel. The little one raised his eyes and stared intently at Katyusha, looking at her. He smiled shallowly and looked down again. Katyusha also smiled when she saw this mysterious move. He began to read again, his lips moving.

She noticed a laundry basket stuffed with laundry on the table in the aisle. She tapped Hugh's arm and looked at the top gray sweatshirt. It was a hooded sweatshirt.

Hugh nodded.

"How do you feel," Katyusha asked William, "after that accident?"

"It's okay, I think."

"It was a serious accident."

"Yes."

"Aren't you badly hurt?"

"It's not heavy. You know, there were airbags in the car, and I didn't drive too fast...... Tree and Vanessa. An unnatural smile appeared on his face, "If they had their seatbelts, they would have been fine." ”

Fiona repeated, "His dad is coming back soon."

Hugh continued to say quietly, "Just a few questions." He then walked back to the corner of the living room and asked Katyusha to ask.

She asked, "What grade are you in?"

"Just finished third grade."

"In Robert? Louis? Stevenson Middle School, right?"

"That's right."

"What are you studying?"

"I don't remember exactly, they were boring classes. I love computer science and math as well as Spanish. You know, it's about the same as everyone else. ”

What is Stevenson's school like?"

Okay, better than Montreal Public School or Houpero School. He replied, in a good mood, and looked straight into her eyes. At Hupero School, a uniform is required. Katyusha thinks that dress codes are more hateful about the school than a rigorous Christian education and heavy homework. ”

"Are there any gangsters?"

"He didn't join the gang." His mother said it looked like she wanted him to join the gang.

They ignored her.

"Not serious," William replied, "they don't mess with us, not like in Salinas." ”

These questions are not asked for the sake of pleasantries. Katyusha asked these questions to determine the boy's bottom line. After asking these gentle questions for a few minutes, Katyusha had a good impression of the boy, and he did not lie. Then the next question she had to ask was about the attack.