March 6 at three o'clock in the morning. Soichiro House in Lotus District.

I didn't expect to call Wen Yan right, because there was still a rookie policeman here to guard the scene, and after showing the pass, the police opened the electric gate for them, but Wen Yan signaled not to turn on the headlights first, and Weiyang, who was carrying a schoolbag, followed Wen Yan into the door and walked around the other rooms first, walking very carefully, and the flashlight evenly illuminated the fan in front of him.

The bedroom doors remain slightly open, the windows are sealed, so it is certain that the whole house is closed rather than the bedroom, and the air is filled with a rich scent of jasmine, and the furniture, lighting, and ornaments of the Bauhaus and ancient Chinese style fill every corner.

In the study, there is a smell of gouache, ink, and oil paints, many of which are rolled up in cylinders and piled up in corners and bookcases, and on the drawing board is a pattern of a Chinese court lady. At Xia Han's suggestion, Weiyang opened the painting tubes one by one, and observed them under the flashlight, portraits, landscapes, scenes, and copying, and most of them were ink and oil paintings, and there was less gouache, but it was more inclined to the ancient style, and one or two ukiyo-e prints were also available, probably like this.

Strangely enough, no notes, demon transaction records, or magic study manuals were found on the desk, and none of the items that could indicate his magical identity were missing. Only the calendar on the table keeps track of some inconspicuous schedules.

In several cabinets in the bedroom were the seals of the police station, and when the seals were torn open, only a photo album was found.

Then go to the kitchen, it stands to reason that this kind of single man is not very good at using the kitchen, but everyone is still scared.

There was a circular scorch mark on the floor, while the two indicator lights on the stove flashed blue, and the novice police alerted the gas meter that there was indeed a record of it being used, but according to the surveillance footage, no one else had entered or exited the house except Soichiro.

Of course, the surveillance video at the door didn't play a role in Soichiro, who used the space spell.

The slime had a bad sense of taste, and Weiyang sniffed it carefully, smelling oil smoke, detergent, and burnt smell.

Drip, drip, drip!

A few hurried sounds startled the three of them.

It turned out to be the alarm sound from the refrigerator, and the door above was not closed, but fortunately, it stopped automatically and only left an alarm.

All of a sudden, only the sound of a heartbeat remained, but fortunately, in such silence, Weiyang could hear it more clearly, and the magic envoy's perception could be strengthened, but the words would be more concise.

"Get out." Weiyang said suddenly.

"I, I'm out?" Fumihiko pointed to himself and looked at the slime again.

The slime nodded vigorously, and showed signs of increasing frequency.

Okay, I was called over by you in the middle of the night, and now I don't want to say no, Wen Yan left in a huff.

Weiyang took out a handkerchief and pushed open the bedroom door, the smell of burning in the air still remained, the police took the key that had been inserted from the door, and found the bedroom light switch by the bright light of the flashlight, but Weiyang did not turn it on.

She jumped onto the windowsill and sat down, and the slime jumped on her shoulder, and together they looked at the bed with a scorch mark and outline.

Then, the scene is repeated.

The explosion occurred at 0:00 a.m. on March 5, 28 hours ago, and this timed explosion had nothing to do with what happened in the bedroom.

The footprints on the floor seem to have been wiped out with a rag that you stepped on, and the rag on the floor was crumpled into irregular shapes.

The bed didn't burn, but the bed wasn't painted with fireproof material or anything, and the fire alarm on the ceiling worked well, so Soichiro didn't die in the bedroom, but was burned and carried over.

On the other hand, Xia Han had studied the report of the police station, and he remembered that when the police arrived at the scene, the hood light above the stove was on.

Because of this, this mystery case ended with self-immolation on the surface, but in fact, he was murdered and put on bed.

This can also be judged in the police officer's report, and the residual smell of alcohol in the kitchen.

And there was a note on the bedside table, which read, "I still remember when I picked lotus, Hongxia was the most merciful, and now Dan is old and drunk, and I am drunk and dreaming of leaning on each other." "It's Soichiro's own handwriting, but the note looks more like it's torn off.

Since then, most of the clues have been completed. Weiyang let out a long breath.

It was Weiyang's habit to sit quietly in the dark, but her expression became more and more frightened, because.

When everything was calm, she sensed the remnants of mana in the air and the remnants of the murderer's breath.

It's a familiar aura.

The slime also bowed down at this ending.

Have you come to this realization when you are prepared for sin?

Although it may upset her, let's ask tactfully first, and considering the situation that she wants to give up, it is really not good not to say something at this time.

But under the moonlight, Weiyang suddenly looked at Xia Han with a friendly and gentle expression.

"Senior brother, it's rude to call you over in the middle of the night, but...... If you want to find a senior sister, I think it's better to continue. ”

"Maybe that's not necessarily the truth?" Slime's words were a little abrupt, and Weiyang shrank his shoulders as if he hadn't heard it.

Waiting in silence, Weiyang exhaled and looked at it leisurely.

It seems that in her heart, she is ready to face this guilt, and she doesn't even explain her next plans.

"Weiyang, why did you leave home?" There is no way, the slime has to ask.

And Weiyang showed an expression of "I don't understand why you asked this".

Xia Han looked into Weiyang's eyes for answers, but Weiyang just shook his head. Although it has been deduced who the murderer is, does it have to overturn the current police conclusion? After all, neither of them was serious enough to that extent, not to mention that this matter had already been handed over to the Magic Association.

Not surprisingly, even if someone in the Magic Association deduces the same conclusion, they will choose to hide it because of the identity of the murderer.

Not to mention the lack of evidence on the surface.

But compared with Weiyang, who was anxious to find his senior sister, Xia Han was more willing to appease her emotions at the moment, and he didn't want to talk about justice. It's order.

"Our mission as magicians is to maintain the peace of the city."

"Senior Brother......

Weiyang couldn't help but huddle herself in a ball, and the slime jumped into her arms and let her hold herself like a doll.

But Weiyang, who listened to this passage in a fog, couldn't help but draw conclusions.

"The so-called children of the family means that we have the obligation to protect the interests of the family, is this the case, senior brother?"

“……”

"Yes...... bar. Ignoring his reaction, Weiyang continued, leaning sideways against the windowsill and looking out the window, as if he had seen some saint in the sky, conversing with the dawning sky with all his heart.

"Even if it is, you have the same power as I do." Slime said.

The world has never been fair, but our killings are all subject to magical conventions, B-class operational clearances, and emergency response protocols.

And Zong Yilang violated the regulations, Chen Qiuyue violated the regulations, and we all have the power to deal with these dangerous people urgently, and that's enough.

It doesn't matter if it's family interests or any innocent people, order is order, and we have to protect it.

It's a frigid reality, but it's not quite.

"It's also for Senior Sister."

The slime said this, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

On the windowsill was a young girl, not in any other pose, but a girl holding herself on her knees, shrunk in a corner as if there was no extra space on the windowsill, and the sky gradually brightened to reveal a petite silhouette.

Her long hair, held in place at the back of her head with a pink lace ornament approved by her mother, and a pair of dull eyes under her forehead, she wore a navy blue school uniform, her lower body tucked into the hem of her skirt, and the shiny pair of student leather shoes loomed between the folds.

"Have you made up your mind?" The slime asked Weiyang as if he were asking himself.

It was five o'clock in the morning, and the two were watching the sunrise together on the windowsill.

Through the photos of the police and the photo album in the seal, Xia Han could easily deduce Soichiro's true identity, but Weiyang had not yet relented, and the evidence showed that the mana in the air was mixed with a very familiar smell, and if this speculation was true, then Asuka Park was actually right under their noses.

Because...... In the fridge is frozen fish, seaweed, eggs.

"Yes...... Open windows? Weiyang said suddenly.

Without waiting for Xia Han to answer, Weiyang tore open the seal and opened the window, she hugged her knees and breathed in the cold wind pouring in, and exhaled heavily, trying to expel the smell of bloody killing in the house.

The early sun of Chunshen City darkened the fading night sky, the sky was divided into gold and deep blue, and the stars were almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, and the weather was clear this morning, and the two could have nested in their respective beds like other children, and after two hours of getting up and going to school, day after day, the sunrise was bringing them infinite new hope.

Hatch!

The slime suddenly sneezed, making Weiyang laugh.

The slime turned his head to look at the girl holding him, and the little face was intoxicating.

"Let's go, let's go to the Bird Park."

"Yes, senior brother."

The slime jumps onto the girl's shoulder, and the girl walks towards the roof.

After leaving the stairwell, the stairwell disappeared, and there was a green patch in front of me, and the air was so fresh that you wanted to breathe to the end.

Weiyang suddenly showed a frightened look.

In front of him was a man with round glasses with silver rimmed eyes.