The place where Otoko Hirahara lives is relatively remote, and Kamikawa went around in an instant to find this slightly dilapidated small building.

Looking at the door number of the Hirahara family, Kamikawa instantly rang the doorbell.

The door was opened by a middle-aged woman, looking at the two teenagers in school uniforms standing outside the door, she was a little puzzled, "Who are you?"

"We're Otoko's classmates, and there's something I'd like to ask you about."

"Huh?" It's been half a month since the accident with Yinzi, why did you come here at this time?

"Come in and sit down."

Following the hostess into the house, Kamikawa instantly looked at the interior of the room. The family doesn't look so wealthy, the furniture in the home has strong signs of use, and the sofa in the living room is also very old-fashioned, because it has been used for many years, it has been deformed.

There were no other decorations other than furniture, except for a picture frame on the table next to the TV.

Kamikawa walked in and took a look, and there was a family of four above, and the girl named Hirahara Otoko was standing on the very edge, silent, but it seemed that the other three people in the photo were a family.

"What's the matter with you?" The woman looked at the two teenagers looking at the home, looking at the home she hadn't taken care of for a long time, and she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

She was busy with work and neglected her daughter until she died, and the feeling of losing something came up all at once.

It's ridiculous to say, her daughter is so old, she hasn't cared much about her daughter, and now that her daughter is dead, she feels empty in her heart and can't do anything. Sometimes she habitually called her daughter's name, and after a long time of no response, she remembered that her daughter was dead.

She could only sit on the couch in a daze, stunned.

"That's right, there was a teacher in our class who was killed, and the reason for the killing seems to be related to Otoko's death, so let's come and investigate." Kamikawa finished speaking instantly, carefully observing her expression.

The woman was a little dazed for a moment, but there was a little sudden realization. It seems that there have always been some speculations, but they can't be sure.

"Who's that teacher?"

"Nakane Shoichi, do you have any impressions?"

"I met this teacher once, if I'm not mistaken, he is Otoko's Chinese teacher!" The woman was in a trance, and it seemed that she could think of some things about her daughter for a long time.

"Hmm."

Kamikawa instantly looked at her like this, and probably guessed what was going on with Otoko Hirahara's home. He looked at Osamu Hoshino, who glanced up at him and didn't speak.

“”

It's not good to repair with Hoshino, and I can't see what this guy is thinking at all.

"Can you tell us a little bit about your family?"

"Okay." The woman nodded, and didn't shy away from anything, "I am now my husband and we are married for the second time, my ex-husband passed away when Otoko was two years old, and later met my current husband. We also have a younger son who is in the second grade of Upper Secondary School this year."

"Maybe it's because I'm too negligent about Otoko on weekdays, her child is too sensible, and she doesn't like to tell us anything she encounters, and I don't know when it started, the child became more and more withdrawn, and there used to be one or two friends, but then he was always alone."

"Sometimes the child comes back late, changes his clothes, and hides in his room when he gets home, and sometimes he can hear suppressed cries when he gets closer."

Originally, she didn't feel anything about these things at the time, but somehow, tears fell as she spoke. If she could go in and ask her daughter when she was crying, and care about her, wouldn't her daughter be dead?

Since when has he ceased to be a bond to his daughter? She doesn't even have the motivation to live, how sad she is in her heart

She really doesn't deserve to be called a mother

Kamikawa was silent for a while, not knowing what to say for a while.

People in the world are like this many times, they are accustomed to it when they have it, and they are only saddened when they lose it.

Osamu Hoshino watched the woman cry, and somehow, a strange emotion flooded his heart. He rarely seems to have observed the joys and sorrows of others up close, and the sadness seems to have a strong contagious effect, which makes his mood seem to be a little low.

He didn't know why he was so low, because of the dead girl? Is it the sorrow of a woman? Or is it something else that you don't understand yet?

Little did he know, he was trying to have a beating heart.

"Sorry, gaffe." The woman wiped tears from her eyes, her voice choked.

Seeing that she was in a better state, Kamikawa asked instantly, "Can we go to Otoko's room to have a look?" ”

"Yes, over here." The woman opened the door of her daughter's room. She sorted out the contents after her daughter left, and they still roughly retained the appearance of her daughter when she was there.

Kamikawa briefly looked at this bedroom, the bedroom was relatively simple, except for the usual desk, bed, chair, and wardrobe, there was no other furniture. I rarely see any decorations, and it's as clean as a hotel.

Shangchuan instantly pulled the curtains, the curtains were very thick blackout cloths, and after the curtains were drawn, the originally bright bedroom suddenly dimmed, and with the lifeless arrangement in the bedroom, the whole bedroom was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

Kamikawa instantly opened the curtain and flipped through the books on the desk. Most of the exercises and homework books are on the table, and there are no books other than textbooks.

"Does Otoko have a habit of keeping a diary?" Kamikawa asked the woman behind him.

People need to talk, and this confiding can be a person or a thing. And when the outside world can't meet the need to talk, most people will confide in a certain place, which can be a diary, an anonymous tree hole, or a QQ space, which is also a way to reduce mental pressure.

"I don't know, I've tried to look for it, but I haven't found it." The woman shook her head, how she wished Otoko would leave something, but Otoko left nothing but a group photo.

After looking around, Kamikawa also knew what he should know, and he and Osamu Hoshino walked to the door, and when they were about to leave, the woman suddenly called out to them.

"Can you tell me how Shoichi Nakane died?"

The woman at the door was not young, she had a few deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and her clothes had not been changed for a long time. The small building behind him had a bit of a dilapidated aura, and the people who stayed inside together also had a dilapidated aura.

Kamikawa said softly, "His death is very painful, and I think Otoko will be very happy to see him die." ”

Wonderful!

(m.d. = )