Leaving his worries behind him, like throwing his homework into the innermost part of a table hole that he can't see—Shiraishi momentarily ignores the last two tasks and looks at the one that has already been completed.

Anyway, there was no outside "person" here, and after closing the curtains and blinds of the store, Shiraishi pressed to receive it.

However, it turned out that his cover-up was completely redundant, because there was only one reward:

【50,000 yen】

"......", from the time you get the bank passbook, the reward amount is directly into the card. Shiraishi looked at the reward bar with only one line, and he was still very unaccustomed to it.

After a few seconds, the page automatically jumps back to the taskbar.

There are only two tasks left.

Although there was actually no substantial difference compared to just now, Shiraishi still suddenly had a feeling of lightening his burden. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the little boy next to him who had been staring at him.

The mission of this café will not officially start until tomorrow, but this does not prevent some information from being gathered beforehand.

Shiraishi took him to the table, moved a stool and sat down across from the child, and asked him what he needed to do.

"Yes...... It's my dad's business. The child recalled:

"After I died, my father became very unhappy, and every day his face was very special - don't be scary, I, I thought about comforting him, but he couldn't see me, and he gave away all the toys I liked in batches.

"I heard others say that he didn't want to think of me through those things......", the little boy was a little sad at this point, raised his hand to wipe his face, but unfortunately did not wipe his tears, but put the mustache on his sleeve.

Shiraishi pulled a tissue and handed it to him, trying to ask him to wipe off his milk, and not rub it everywhere. The other party said thank you and reached out to take it.

However, as soon as Shiraishi let go, the paper passed through the small hand and fell on the table.

The two stared at the piece of paper, a little embarrassed for a moment.

In the end, it was the little boy who came back to his senses first, thinking that it was because he had experienced many similar situations.

He patted his sleeve casually, and the milk stains disappeared on their own. Then he continued the train of thought that he had broken off before:

"Recently...... Dad, he suddenly became very strange, and when I saw him, I felt a little scared. The children danced and narrated:

"In the middle of the night the day before, I woke up and found that my dad was no longer in bed! I went to look for him, I thought he would run to my room like before, but in the end, I found him in the kitchen.

He ...... He's sharpening his knives! Such a long knife! He gestured with his hands outstretched.

"The soul still has to sleep." , Bai Shi muttered, his voice landed, and suddenly reacted that the point was wrong, so he cleared his throat again and said seriously, "And then?" ”

Then he sharpened it for a while, wrapped the knife in a thick newspaper, put it in his bag, and went back to his room to go back to sleep.

"I thought that was the end of it, but yesterday, I woke up in the middle of the night and saw him sharpening his knife again.

"Fortunately, my mother has already moved in with my grandmother, otherwise she will see it, and they will definitely quarrel again......"

The child was very cringe, lowered his head and gnawed his fingers for a while, and suddenly he remembered the TV series he had watched before, and guessed in a low voice:

"My dad wanted to kill himself, but he couldn't make up his mind. Brother, can you help him? ”

I can understand what you mean, but how does that sound like asking me to help him commit suicide...... Shiraishi nodded.

The gang is definitely going to help, but listening to his description, this father really doesn't seem to want to commit suicide, but more like he wants to kill someone.

He struggled to communicate with the child, asking him for his name, origin, and residence.

The child said that his name was Tomoya Ogino, and he died of illness a long time ago, and he couldn't tell exactly how long. After all, when you don't need to go to school or work, people's memories of the date will be very vague.

He couldn't tell him where he lived, he only said that he followed an inexplicable aroma and found it all the way through the wall, and as for how to go back, he really didn't have any impression.

Shiraishi was a little disappointed, but for a child who died early and wandered for a while, it was understandable that he had a poor memory, and he couldn't expect everyone to be like Conan.

Fortunately, there is still a name...... This name is not as ubiquitous as Taro Tanaka, so tomorrow morning, when I go to the police station to investigate the case of the old house five years ago, I will check this child by the way.

I don't know if Ogino has nowhere to go, or if he is bound by a contract and can't run. He stayed in the store and sat at the table in a daze.

Butterfly Shinobu doesn't seem to need to sleep, hiding behind the bar and not knowing what to do, and he doesn't look sleepy at all.

After asking her to put a cereal porridge and a milk cake on the shelves, Shiraishi politely asked if he needed to provide them with his own study, but he still had tatami mats in his study.

As a result, they were told that they could sleep if they wanted to, and if they didn't want to, it didn't have any effect on their bodies.

Only Shiraishi, an ordinary ordinary person, needed sleep, so he didn't say much, yawned, and turned into his room.

The next day, Shiraishi got up early and went to the police station to find Mr. Hirota's friend, saying that he felt that the unsolved case of the ancient house five years ago was very valuable for research, and he hoped to learn more.

In other worlds, it is of course not in accordance with the rules to leak this kind of information to outsiders.

However, in this world dominated by solving cases and detectives, there are no such strict rules, and with the help of the old police officer, Shiraishi successfully saw the information of the year.

It can only be said that it is an unsolved case, and there is no too valuable information on it.

At that time, the police treated the case as an ordinary burglary and murder case, and found several very suspicious suspects. But the thugs happened to be detained for a group fight, and instead there was ironclad evidence of an alibi.

The murderer has not been found in the back, and the police have not suspected Mrs. Sugie and her son, but at that time, the two had already slipped away.

After jotting down a few key pieces of information, Shiraishi had some ideas about how to investigate next.

He put down the papers and went back to the old policeman's office.

At this time, the other party had already helped him find Tomoya Ogino's information.

"In the past 20 years, there have been a total of 32 'Ogino Tomoya' in the country. If you are registered in Tokyo, under the age of 10, and have passed away......"

The old policeman sighed and clicked on the above record:

"I died of appendicitis two years ago, and I was only five years old when I died, and the death certificate was issued by the Rice Flower General Hospital, so there should be no problem - alas, I was still a child."

After the old policeman finished speaking, he looked at him strangely, "Why are you suddenly interested in this little friend?" Did something happen? ”

"That's right, when I went to visit the grave the other day, I accidentally tripped over the steps and fell right in front of this child's grave. So I wondered if he had encountered some unjust case and wanted to ask someone passing by to help him avenge his grievances. ”

Shiraishi talked nonsense with a pious face, and finally concluded: "Since I died of illness, then I don't have any problems. ”