When Zhu Fu Jingguang was pulled into the door by his own young tame, he saw five people standing in a row in the lounge as if they were three judges at the same time, and when he saw himself entering the door, he raised a big smile to himself in unison.

The expressions of the five people were kind and murderous, murderous and caring, and caring with a hint of ill intentions, and they looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang with a chill behind them.

It's an expression that wants to catch yourself and make soup.

……

"My previous ...... Playmate? When Zhufu Jingguang was pushed by Matsuda Jinpei and sat on the sofa with his shoulders, he hadn't reacted to what the five people on the other side wanted to do.

Toru Asada clicked twice on the indoor vending machine, and a bottle of Coke fell out of the machine "clang", he took the Coke in his hand, and looked back at Zhufu Jingguang with a smile.

"That's right—the second sister's grandfather's brother-in-law's nephew's son's classmate is recently doing a survey about other people's childhood memories, and I want to ask you if you met any impressive peers when you were a child."

He shook the Coke in his hand a few times, and his tone was serious, as if there was such a thing.

“…… That's right," Kenji Hagiwara didn't expect Toru Asada to be so able to make it up, and his tone was stuck for a second, "We've all heard about what happened after you met Zero, and I want to ask if you have any playmates when you were in Nagano-"

The half-long-haired young man smiled and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang with a half-mocking look: "--For example, a cute girl or something." ”

"Nagano", "girl", the two keywords are put together, and Zhufu Jingguang instantly thinks of his childhood friend.

A girl who died of illness at the age of six used to be very nice to him, and her face was eight times the same as the little girl she saw in the mall yesterday.

On that night when his family was ruined overnight, he once watched the blood flowing freely through the cabinet door, and the repeated calls of the murderer were heard in his ears-

"Come out, Ariri."

The child's name was Ariri.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's face kept changing, and it took a while to recover from his memories, and he reluctantly smiled at the five friends in front of him.

"Before, my parents and I were in Tokyo, and I met two very interesting boys—"

He deliberately avoided the topic of Nagano - the killer of his parents was so dangerous that he couldn't get anyone else involved.

Before Zhufu Jingguang finished speaking, he was interrupted by the hand that Toru Asada put on his shoulder.

The brown-haired young man handed the Coke to Matsuda Jinpei, pinching Zhu Fu Jingguang's shoulders painfully, and his tone was slightly dark: "You know what we want to ask about the girl who was in the mall yesterday, right?" ”

"That kid was involved in your parents' case, that's why you've been upset?"

“…… You can see it. Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't hold back a wry smile.

Toru Asada looked out the window indifferently, the sun was shining green on the leaves, and the young birds in the trees had just left their nests.

"Hmm...... You want justice for your parents, and this kind of thing has been written on your face. ”

The brown-haired young man's exaggerated tone was rarely restrained, and a faint voice reached Zhu Fujingguang's ears.

"You don't want to cause trouble for Zero, do you, but if you act without permission and endanger yourself, that's the biggest trouble for them."

The sunlight outside the window was shining on the ground, and Kenji Hagiwara and Date Hang looked at Toru Asada and looked at each other again, and their gaze fell back to the body of Shifu Jingguang.

Tsukitani's concerned gaze kept following his young tame, and Matsuda Jinpei puffed out his cheeks and stared at the black-haired young man with a dissatisfied expression.

Toru Asada didn't look at Zhu Fu Jingguang, he was still staring out the window, his voice was like a stream flowing by Gu Zi, and he was still saying slowly, "Look at the group of guys next to you once in a while—they've been worried about you." ”

Zhu Fujing looked around, the struggling expression on his face gradually faded, and a light smile appeared in his eyes.

"Poof, including you." He teased and looked at Toru Asada with crooked eyebrows.

Around this group of guys, it is enough to say that the years are quiet.

The brown-haired young man looked back expressionlessly, and replied angrily-

"I'm afraid that you will be chattering and thinking nonsense all day long, and the one hundred and eight ways to die of the five of us will be played every day in your head, and sooner or later you will curse me to death."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "......"

……

He didn't know if the years were good or not, but now the room was quite quiet, but fortunately, Matsuda Jinpei was the first to react and picked up the topic just now.

"So just say it quickly - how can we harm you~" An unlucky child with natural curls bared his teeth and leaned in front of Zhu Fu Jingguang, saying villain lines with a wicked face.

The other three also smiled and nodded to Zhu Fu Jingguang, saying similar words in unison.

"How many dangers have we had so far—"

"Don't worry, you can't die~"

"As long as a few of us are here, there's always a way, right?"

The four people in front of him looked at themselves with vigor and confidence, and the other was lazy and lazy, looking at the sky and the earth but not looking at himself, but people were willing to believe from the bottom of their hearts.

The security of a group of close friends was enough to dispel the fears and uneasiness that had haunted him for fifteen years.

Zhu Fu Jingguang had a relieved smile on his face, and cleared his throat with his hand on his mouth.

"Understood, then I'll say it."

Thinking of fifteen years ago, his tone became solemn again, and his face sank—

"Fifteen years ago, the hour hand in my heart stopped moving, filled with the smell of rust, that horrible night......"

Before Zhu Fu Jingguang could finish speaking, one hand gently grabbed the back of his neck, and there was a threatening voice in Toru Asada's intimacy in his ears.

"—Say, Heavy, Point."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "......"

He suspected that Toru Asada really wanted to make soup for himself.

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Zhu Fu Jingguang reluctantly explained the causes and consequences of the Nagano case, and the atmosphere in the room gradually became solemn as he spoke.

"So, you saw through the cracks in the closet that the killer had a goblet tattooed on his shoulder, and he was walking around your house while shouting the name of a girl who had died, right?" Falling Valley asked with a straight face.

Even though he and Jingguang had known each other for a long time, it was the first time he had heard these details from the mouth of the young tamer.

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded: "I don't remember the man's face, I only remember the girl's name is Yuri-these things are still something I only remembered recently, and after that-"

"—after that, you met three more suspects, right?" Matsuda Jinhei took over the conversation proudly, "We've already asked for you." ”

"What?!" Zhu Fujing was surprised.

"The squad leader has already told us about your investigation at the motorcycle shop~" Kenji Hagiwara smiled and winked at Zhu Fu Jingguang, "We split up and have already asked the target clearly." ”

Each of the four men took out their notebooks and began to summarize the information they had gathered.

"There are three main suspects."

"One is a 46-year-old Kakuo Irie, who runs a hardware store, who came to Tokyo 14 years ago to open a store, and has a goblet tattoo on his left shoulder, which was tattooed after winning the trophy in a table tennis competition, and the pattern also comes from the table tennis trophy - but the tattoo was tattooed ten years ago, and the timing is not right."

"The other is a fifty-year-old man from the laundry, with a pair of face-to-face statues of Kannon on his upper arms, which are said to have been tattooed in memory of his wife and mother who died in a traffic accident at the same time twenty years ago - the tattoo is timely, but the shape doesn't look like a goblet."

"-But Mr. Gomori and Mr. Irie are fellow villagers, and judging from the dialect, they should both be from Nagano."

"The third is a clerk at a motorcycle shop, Monobe Wednesday, thirty-five years old, with a scorpion tattoo on the back of his neck, which is designed to imitate the image of a goblet, and the name is "Scorpion Cup", which is said to have been tattooed fifteen years ago, but the location is different from Jingguang's memory. ”

Although all three of them have tattoos on their bodies, the time, shape and position do not match each other-

Several people frowned, lost in thought for a moment.

"I always feel that something is wrong......

"—you don't have to continue reasoning." Toru Asada interrupted the words of several people, and shook his phone speechlessly, "Just now the Nagano police came with news, that little girl's full name is Waimori Yuri, and it is no accident that she is the daughter of Waimoriichi." ”

The brown-haired young man glanced around and blinked.

“…… Why are you so surprised, isn't it common sense to communicate with the police in a timely manner for major case clues? ”