Sitting in a police car, the boy and Kokarsuma rushed to the house of the deceased Kyoko-san, in the afternoon.

It was an ordinary old-style house, next to the others, surrounded by a one-man high wooden wall, and in front of it was a narrow road that could barely be crossed by a car.

The boy opened the car door and walked down, raising his hand and knocking on the door.

"Here we are."

The door was opened a crack, and inside was an elderly aunt.

The aunt is dressed ordinary, with a slight wrinkle on her face, she looks like she is in her forties, and her appearance is quite similar to that of the deceased Kyoko, who should be the mother of the deceased.

Her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had just cried.

The aunt couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she saw the first glance of the people standing at the door, but when she saw the boy, she suddenly showed a sudden expression on her face, and quickly opened the door and welcomed everyone in.

"Hello, Officer Whiteriver."

Perhaps because of the boy's obvious leadership position among several criminal policemen, almost every family member of the person involved in the case who meets the boy for the first time will also regard the boy as a criminal policeman.

Although the boy is not yet, he has never corrected it.

"Hello, Mrs. Muraki."

Muraki is the surname of the family of the deceased Kyoko-san.

Nodding slightly, the boy followed the Muraki lady into the house.

Behind him, Kokusuma hurriedly followed, and of the two remaining detectives, one also followed, and the other stayed at the door.

"Husband—it's Officer Shirakawa here—"

Turning to walk into the hallway, the Muraki lady first shouted loudly into the back room.

Could it be that Mr. Muraki is resting? Mrs. Muraki's shout was so loud that even Karasuma, who was behind her, felt as if her eardrums were shaking.

"Is there anything else Officer White River needs to ask?"

After shouting this, Muraki asked the boy.

Led by her, several people walked into the living room of the room and sat down separately.

"I learned from the teacher at your daughter's school that Kyoko-san seems to have had dealings with some students from other schools before her death, how much does Mrs. Muraki know about this?"

The boy gets to the point at the beginning without any superfluous nonsense.

"This matter, we husband and wife all told the police officer in the morning, the classmates and teachers in the apricot school all said so, we asked her, and she never told us the specific situation.

Yesterday was also after returning from school, and suddenly said that she was going to spend the night at a friend's house in another school, although our husband and wife were a little worried, but when we thought of Apricot she had no friends since she was a child, and she was also very happy on her face at that time, so I allowed it......

Unexpectedly, Apricot she went to ...... Whining...... That stupid boy, why is he so stupid......"

As she spoke, Mrs. Muraki cried out again, tears slowly flowing from the corners of her eyes, which were already red and swollen.

This scene made Xiao Karasuma a little moved, and his eyes were sour, but the boy seemed to have seen many similar scenes, and he didn't have any superfluous reactions, and continued to ask in a calm tone:

"Didn't you ask her about the identity of the friend she was talking about?"

"I asked, but Kyoko didn't want to tell us, so we didn't ask any more......"

"Before this, did you ever see Kyoko-san meet with her friends from other schools?"

"No, Kyoko, she never wants us to worry about her affairs, she never takes the initiative to tell us if she has anything to do......"

Mrs. Muraki was still crying quietly, and the boy was frowning slightly.

The clues are really clean.

The information that Karasuma got at school was that the deceased had no so-called friends from other schools at all, and it was a rumor at all.

Although the deceased's family received clues to the contrary, the deceased's family was completely ignorant of the specific situation.

Who is this friend? What's the name? What does it look like? Has it been seen before?

None of this is clear.

It is impossible to judge even the authenticity of the specifics.

Of course, in addition to this, the boy actually has another clue on his hand that can be investigated.

"Officer White River?!"

Just as the boy was about to open his mouth to continue asking, there was a sudden sound of thumping footsteps in the hallway outside the living room.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a big belly hurriedly ran in.

The man seemed to have just gotten up, wearing a messy and wrinkled shirt, and his appearance was quite similar to that of the deceased Kyoko-san.

Obviously, he is the father of the deceased, Mr. Muraki.

As soon as Mr. Muraki saw the boy, he hurried over and sat down beside Mrs. Muraki.

Slightly different from Mrs. Muraki, Mr. Muraki did not have red eyes, although he was also tired.

"Officer Shirakawa, do you have anything else to ask about apricots...... Ah, by the way, I'll pour you a cup of tea! ”

Mr. Muraki seemed a little nervous, and he had just sat down, and then he quickly got up again, and as he asked, he ran to the stove next to him to get his teacup and teapot.

His eyes fell on the man, and the boy just looked at him quietly, and then said:

"Mr. Muraki doesn't need to be nervous, it's just a few minor issues."

After saying that, the boy's eyes glanced at Mr. Muraki's crumpled and messy clothes, and asked:

"Was Mr. Muraki resting just now?"

"Yes, it seems that I got a little cold when I went to the cemetery in the morning, and I have been feeling dizzy since I came back, so I went to bed and slept a little......"

As he spoke, Mr. Muraki had already poured several cups of tea and brought them to the boy, Karasuma, and another detective, each of whom had one in front of him.

"Thank you."

It was Kokarsuma who spoke, and when she said this, she seemed to feel a little thirsty, and subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to serve this cup of tea.

However, at this moment, the boy next to her suddenly pressed the hand she wanted to lift.

[Huh?! 】

Her hand was suddenly held like this, and Kokarasuma's whole face turned red, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at the boy beside her.

[Wooden man, what are you doing?! 】

The boy didn't look at her, but faintly wrote the "no" on the back of her hand from his fingers, and then withdrew his hand.

【no？ No? 】

Karasuma was a little confused, but he quickly reacted and looked at the cup of tea in front of him with wide eyes.

[Are you telling me not to drink this cup of tea?] 】

There's something wrong with this tea?!

In an instant, in those TV movies I had watched in the past, all kinds of scenes of poisoning food flashed in Kokarasuma's mind.

Wait a minute! What's the situation?

How did things suddenly get to this point? Why do wooden people think there is something wrong with this tea?

What did I just miss?

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(End of chapter)