The atmosphere of the Miyamoto Mansion is silent.

Almost everyone in the house sat in the living room, silent.

In this silence, the first to speak was Shizuko Miyamoto.

"I'll go upstairs and take a look at Mozi, she needs someone to accompany her the most now, and it's hard to send her out first at this time......"

"Go ahead, old girl."

Miyamoto Longteng's voice was dull: "Although it was the old man's lustful heart that protruded, he deserved it, and Mozi was just an unintentional mistake, but after all, ...... Let's go upstairs. ”

Shizuko has a heavy heart, pear blossoms bring rain, and a heart has been in pain and tangled from the beginning, and it can't be slowed back until now. She walked slowly upstairs, alone through the lavish old hall, and up the central staircase, at the end of the right-wing corridor on the third floor, where her beloved daughter had been hiding for hours.

You know, on the other side of her room, it's her grandfather's.

The distance is getting closer, the mother is looking for her daughter, she vaguely hears the sound of talking in the room, it may be who Mozi is hanging up the phone to, and she can't hear it clearly.

"Anyway, your whole family is trying to protect me, think about it yourself, what will happen if you suddenly rush home at this time?"

"So, for everyone's sake, stay in Tokyo honestly. I've given you a full five kilograms of gold bars, and I'm afraid you won't be able to change the money after the entire family assets have been transferred to my name. The door to a happy life is now open, not to mention the fact that you don't have to use your real name to sell those jewelry...... That's actually your stuff, isn't it? ”

"Hehe, I know you are reluctant, so sure enough, you should wait a few more months and then exchange it for gold bars? I won't worry about you here, anyway, the real murderer is not me after all, although they think so now, but please believe in the reasoning ability of our national police. I have such a big loophole here, plus the preliminary preparation...... Well...... Ah, Mother! ”

Shizuko Miyamoto stood at the door, looking at the gently smiling girl in the room, tears streaming down her face.

"Mozi! Mommy I'm sorry for you! ”

She stepped forward and hugged her daughter: "Why do you want you to take the blame for me!" It's obviously me, it's obviously me who waved the knife in a hurry, but now I'm putting you at risk, which makes my mother do things in the future! ”

It's a pear blossom crying with rain, but this is a corner room on the third floor, and it won't let the sound reach the living room on the left wing of the first floor. It's just that Shizuko won't find out that when she hugged her daughter and felt guilty, Midong just patted her back calmly, not only did she not show any sentimentality, but also gently raised the corners of her mouth.

"It's all gone, Mother."

She whispered in her beautiful mother's ear: "Don't cry now, let's get ready for the next arrival of the police, they will definitely come to investigate." The police are all human beings, especially Officer Okamoto, I look so scary. Others are okay to say, if you can't bear it, then we will all be blind in this scene. ”

However, even so, how could Shizuko Miyamoto relax easily, so the next ten minutes were the moment when Midong held the gentle woman in her arms and comforted her quietly. She looked at Shizuko with a smile, the mother of Miyamoto Moko, and if you look closely, she and her and her, their appearance is really similar, and it is indeed a mother-daughter relationship.

But Midong remembers that when she had memories for the first time, she was already six months old and stayed in the orphanage in Hokkaido.

Such a gentle mother, who brings rain to pear blossoms at this time, will abandon one of her twin daughters when they are born?

Or is it a deeper insider, some mystery that may only be discovered in the old man's study after he has fully inherited the family property?

Comforting, kissing her mother on the cheek from time to time, it took almost twenty minutes for her to calm the woman.

It's after dinner.

But at that time, how many people had the heart to eat?

Midong arrived home after noon, and then the police were questioned, and the time was now several hours. For the families of the ordinary homicide victims, it is now a break after a tiring day, but for the police, it is just another night of overtime.

How far have they investigated now?

In the name of needing to stabilize her mood, Midong naturally has a reason to stay in the house and not come out, and let the rest of the family stay on the first floor. As for those servants, they were all in place, the nanny and the housekeeper, and even the doctor Yongze did not go away, because they were also the first planners of the forgery scene.

"But how long can you prolong death by pouring mashed liquid food into your appetite?"

In the room, Midong stared at the clock on the wall, it was already eight o'clock in the evening: "And even though I was no longer there when I disposed of the corpse, everyone must have doubts in their hearts." After all, according to my words, it was just the old man's heart protruding, and I stabbed him with a fruit knife, which did not explain the bruises all over his body. Although I must admit that the appearance of me in blood-stained white pajamas is indeed quite terrifying......"

Now, however, Midon only evoked a sneer.

At this moment, the thunder outside the window sounded again. Although the typhoon has departed, the storm still has no intention of completely subsiding, and tonight it is another heavy rain. In other words, the so-called moon is dark and windy, murder and arson days, especially those things happened the night before, and today the day finally ushered in the police investigation, so what about that night......

Midong was staring at the crack in the door.

She's been keeping an eye on it.

The daily life of two months is not a decoration, and the behavior pattern of this family is still easy to guess.

What's more, even if the target didn't take the initiative, she would have helped if she had been prepared.

After all, San, a young and handsome personal doctor, would certainly have come up with a big idea of falsifying the time of death with his vast expertise. Especially at that time, there happened to be a period of heavy rain stopping, and Miyamoto Moko's travel, even the schedule of work and rest with his family to collectively shout takeout proved that God helped me.

It's just that it's hard for everyone, and you have to force yourself to swallow some food that night, after all, you should be back at the scene of the murder in the next second.

"Everything is, out of love for Miss Mozi......"

Midong stared deeply at the crack in the door, muttering to herself, and it was not difficult to detect the deep jealousy.

"Except for something that is certain to be eradicated......"

The sound of soft footsteps came as scheduled, and he stopped in front of the door of Miyamoto Moko's house, and then slowly opened the door on the opposite side.

Plan pass.

Midong almost burst out laughing.

The daily life of two months is not a decoration, and the behavior pattern of this family is really easy to guess.

Then it's up to tomorrow.