After meeting with the suspect Mr. Ryuhei Aizawa and briefly questioning him, the boy left the high school with Kokarsuma.

"Wooden man, do you think the murderer is him?"

In the evening of the same day, in the room of Keiko Hatoyama at Hatoyama's house, Kokarasuma squatted beside the stove, feeling the warmth brought to her by this small stove, and asked.

Although she didn't notice anything strange herself, the boy's strange "big brother next door" smile gave her a lot of confidence.

"It's just a suspicion."

The boy sat next to him, peeling oranges and contemplating with his head down.

Ryuhei Aizawa showed a strange emotional reaction when confronted by his questioning during the day, and although the man quickly covered it up, covering it up with his grief over the murder of the two deceased, the boy caught the strangeness.

Ryuhei Aizawa should have been hiding something during the daytime interrogation.

Of course, after all, it's just a suspicion, and if it is determined that Ryuhei Aizawa is the murderer or something, it is too arbitrary.

Moreover, they didn't have any relevant evidence or clues in their hands at the time, if Aizawa Ryuhei was really the murderer, if he was rashly interrogated, not only might he not be able to ask anything, but it would also arouse his vigilance and make him make some radical moves, which was inappropriate.

Therefore, the boy chose to go home at that time and did not ask any further.

"So what are we going to do next?" Karasuma asked again.

"Let's have someone investigate Ryuhei's family and relationships first, and take your time." The boy replied.

As he spoke, he divided the oranges in his hand evenly and handed them to Keiko Hatoyama and Kokarasuma beside him.

"Huh...... I thought you'd suddenly have a flash of inspiration in your head and catch the murderer in one fell swoop......" Karasuma took the half of the orange and complained.

Since returning to Japan for more than a year, she can be regarded as an "old qualification" who has accompanied the boy through many cases, although most of the time she is only responsible for waving the flag next to her, playing assist, and finally rubbing an "assist" or something, but her experience has increased a lot.

Among them, the boy's performance most of the time is even more accustomed to her.

That's the kind of murderer who will always come up with some anti-heaven murder methods that normal humans can't imagine, and the boy will usually suddenly find a flaw in the process of reasoning, and quickly deduce the identity of the only murderer who meets the situation, and finally catch him from the crowd of onlookers next to him.

Cases like this can be solved in a time-saving and labor-saving way, and the prisoner is still around, so there is no need to go far to find it, and the wooden man can probably break three or four a day.

"That's because they have a hole in their brain." Knowing what Karasuma was talking about, the boy replied.

He doesn't really understand the brain circuits of this type of criminal, and he doesn't think about how to run after committing a crime, but he dares to stay at the scene of the crime and solve the case with the police?

Even if you change to other criminal police, dare you be so arrogant in front of him? What do you think?

Of course, for the boy himself, if all the cases in the world are of this type, it should be a good thing, after all, as long as he cracks the murderer's murder method, he can directly find the culprit at the scene, and he doesn't have to worry about not being able to catch anyone, which does improve his efficiency in solving the case to a considerable extent.

But this is impossible, the boy encounters more cases of the current type, the murderer did not use any strange murder methods, but spent all his thoughts on hiding his real murderer's identity.

In this type of case, the murder method is simple and clear, but the difficulty is to dig out the real murderer, and you can only start from the side of the deceased, peel off the cocoon little by little, and investigate one by one......

"When Karasuma is in school, you can also ask by the way, in these matters, the identity of classmates is always more convenient than the police."

It was Keiko Hatoyama who spoke, and she handed the orange in her hand after eating only a few small petals to Kokarimaru, this thing is very high in sugar, and too much intake is not good for her health.

It's been a full year since the last time Kyoko-san's case, and from the outside, Sister Keiko doesn't seem to have changed much.

If anything, she seems to have become a little "lazy" lately?

This is the only feeling that Kokarasuma feels.

In recent times, Keiko Hatoyama has been absent from the university from time to time, and of course, this is not a serious matter for her own identity.

I heard that because of her health, it seems that she is no longer able to maintain full attendance in college as before.

Of course, I heard from the doctor that this seems to be only a phased situation, and after this stage, it will naturally get better......

Kokarasuma hopes so.

"Shhh...... It hurts! ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand to pick up the small petal orange handed by Keiko Hatoyama, Kokarasuma's open palm suddenly shrank suddenly, and he said subconsciously.

"What's wrong with the hand?" Keiko Hatoyama asked, and the boy next to her also looked up.

"It's where I was scratched by Akina yesterday......"

Looking down at his somewhat stinging palm, Karasuma's expression was gloomy.

Yesterday at noon, when Akina-san's final poison died, under the stimulation of severe pain, Akina-san's nails scratched the palm of Kokarasuma's hand holding her hand, and she also scratched several times.

She just didn't notice when she opened her palms just now, and she pulled on these small wounds that hadn't fully healed.

"Didn't you go to the bandage?"

"It's out of the way, it's not deep anyway, they'll be scarred on their own in a few days......"

As he said this, Kokarsuma stretched out his palm towards Keiko Hatoyama.

"A couple of wounds, your friend...... Huh? ”

Keiko Hatoyama glanced at it, and suddenly seemed to notice something, the words in her mouth suddenly stopped, frowned, tilted her head, changed several angles, and carefully looked at the few crooked and intertwined wounds in Kokarasuma's hands.

"Sister Keiko, what's wrong?" Seeing that she cared so much, Kokasuma continued to raise his hand and asked suspiciously.

"No, I just suddenly felt that these scratched wounds on your palms, Kokarasuma, are twisted together, and if you look closely, they seem to look a little like some pattern...... Like stars? ”

Keiko Hatoyama's words made the boy who had already looked away from him suddenly turn his head again.

"Huh? Star? ”

Hearing this, Kokasuma withdrew his hand and looked at it carefully, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

[Wow ~ Akina, what is that notebook for? ] It's so thick, and there are small stars and small animals on it, did you draw those by yourself? 】

[Well, I drew it myself, it's my diary ......]

[Huh—it turned out to be a diary? I thought it was a love letter written to you by a male classmate from our school, which you included in Akina~]

[Karasuma-san?! I—I'm not going to do that kind of thing!" 】

[I know, I know~ Don't be shy, look at Qiu Na, your face is red...... But since it's a diary, you should be able to show me it, right? I also seem to know about Akina's past~]

[No! The diary is not for anyone to see! 】

[Don't!] Show me! 】

[Really no! 】

[Obedient! Give me Kangkang! 】

[Wait, Karasuma-san, you can't grab ......]

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