There was a deathly silence.

Midong sat on the windowsill drinking yogurt and quietly watched the change in Miyamoto's face.

The color of iron blue, the expression of extreme shock, and perhaps other thoughts hidden in the stomach, but these are undoubtedly the most superficial.

"Grandfather ......"

I heard her say to herself in shock: "Grandfather...... Passed away? ”

"Grandfather, died?"

"Grandfather, died!?"

"Hey, hey, he's gone, I don't need you to remind me again and again......"

"Midong-san, I'm not kidding!"

Mo Ziwei really burst out with a strong momentum, his eyes were furious, and he glared at Mei Dong anxiously: "What the hell is going on!?" Why did my grandfather die suddenly!? Explain it to me! ”

"To put it simply, I killed you."

Mito Aoyama actually really explained.

And her extremely short speech contains too much information.

Mozi immediately froze in place, staring at her sister in a daze, neither speaking nor making a sound, just standing in place like a clay sculpture, as if she was flexible out of her body and never returned.

"Well, just kidding, how can it be."

But listening to Mei Dong, he retracted his words in the next second: "I've been selected by him as the heir to the family's property, how can I not even wait for the last bit of effort, and then do such a thing that outweighs the losses?" ”

Although she retracted her words, the content that followed was obviously more terrifying, so that although Mozi heard every word of her clearly, she couldn't understand what she was saying at all.

"What...... Stuff? ”

She stared at Midong blankly: "Inheritance...... Person? ”

"Yes, heir."

Midong smiled pleasantly and began to circle around the room. The weather was already very warm, and the soles of my feet were in direct contact with the roughness of the tatami mats, which I hadn't felt in a while.

"I told you that there is a big thing to tell you, but I don't seem to have told you that there is only one big thing, right?"

Secretly changing the concept, but it was impossible to refute it, Midong looked at Mozi's sluggish expression pleasantly: "It's also a coincidence, on the third day that I came to your house in my new capacity, our beloved grandfather held a family meeting, and although only a part of the people arrived, it didn't prevent him from announcing the matter. ”

As he spoke, Midong took two steps forward and put her body on Mozi's shoulder with a bewitching figure: "That is, because I felt that my time was running out, I announced the heir of the family about eight years in advance~"

She spoke sewitchingly and happily, and saw happily that Miyamoto Moko was just standing with her waist straight, looking at herself with a complicated face.

"So...... He gave an account of the heirs...... And then you ...... You're really ......."

"Uh-huh."

Midong straightened up.

She shrugged her shoulders exaggeratedly: "So, I said it wasn't me, where did you listen?" Just because I just played a joke on you? Please, even if this is a very informative matter, but because it is such a serious matter, I may be stupid to tell you? And if really, really did me? ”

Theoretically, this is the case, but Mozi has no mind to ponder it now, her brain is drowsy, her expression is cloudy, her pace is slightly staggering, and she has to lean against the wall to stabilize.

“…… How did my grandfather die? ”

"Murder. When the typhoon came, the thief suddenly broke into the room and stabbed his grandfather through the heart while stealing...... That's why we all told the police. ”

With a soft bang, Mozi was already sitting on the ground along the edge of the wall, a pair of dark eyes fluttering, obviously even more confused in his mind. For a while, she couldn't say anything again, and Midong was not in a hurry, just stood aside and looked down on her.

This, a girl carved out of a mold with herself.

"You just said ......"

After a moment of silence, she murmured, "That's how you are...... Tell the police...... Target? ”

"Oh, there's a problem."

Midong was still in the mood to giggle, and she sat down next to Moko, her eyes slanting at her.

"Thanks to the typhoon, all the evidence outside the house has been washed away, whether he is a thief or a robber, at least he doesn't have to think about bullshit clues such as footprints. Therefore, as long as I am sent to Tokyo one day in advance of the crime day, and a taxi driver is found to testify, especially if there is someone from the company in Tokyo, then the alibi will be complete. After all, there is more of a chance to commit a crime than me, who is not at the Miyamoto Mansion at all, or someone who is trapped in the house by the storm, right? ”

That's it...... Is it?

Mozi's brain was in turmoil, but he quickly found a fatal flaw and a strong suspicion from these words.

No, it's not a problem of loopholes, it's that the sister actually admitted that she murdered her grandfather again. And listen to her, does the family know that she is the murderer, and then they are covering for her together? It seems to be, and most importantly, how many people were at home at that time, weren't they just parents, grandparents, and servants?

How many things have you missed in the past month or two?

"So, Mozi, you know, I really envy you."

Midong obviously didn't plan to explain things thoroughly, and even, seeing Miyamoto Moko's shocked and confused expression was exactly her purpose.

"I'm not the real murderer, but your family doesn't know about it. When they heard that I, the precious daughter of the future heir of the consortium, had actually stabbed my old and dying grandfather, they were all frightened......"

"Are you enough?"

Mozi finally shouted.

At this moment, Midong was indeed silent.

The room fell silent, except for the television set that was still slowly playing the news that followed.

Everything was too sudden, especially for Mozi.

But is it really sudden?

Considering that Midong had magically lost her voice, Moko paid more attention to this deep-seated problem.

Little by little, the two girls sat side by side in the corner of the room, their expressions and gestures different, but they were undoubtedly silent.

Moko's brain is gradually returning from chaos to order.

She was keeping her head down, so she could catch a glimpse of something very important.

The weather was very warm, so the visiting Mito Aoyama was naturally barefoot after taking off her shoes.

On the ankle, a red letter M is clearly imprinted.

"Ah, you finally want to explain its problems?"

Midong always paid attention to Mozi, so at this moment, she glanced at the corners of her mouth contemptuously.