CHAPTER XVII

The names of the students are written on the door of the dormitory, and Kawashima Esaki leans close to the wall and sees the words "Zhufu Jingguang" written on the door.

Is it Zhufu?

The teacher who is very double standard frowned, if it was him, there would be no way.

Grab the handle and let it go.

The people in the house seemed so distracted that they forgot to close the door, leaving a crack. The young teacher's fair-skinned and slender fingers lightly put on the doorknob, and then pushed the door in!

"Squeak—"

A shrill zilla sounded.

Kawashima Esaki stood in the doorway, the dimly lit room was not lit, only the computer emitted a faint light.

Sitting in front of the computer, his hands constantly tapping on the keyboard, as if searching for something, Kawashima couldn't see his face, but he could taste a hint of madness in his out-of-control movements.

“…… Zhufu? Kawashima shouted hesitantly.

I always feel that the atmosphere is very weird, like the scene of an inferior horror movie.

The teacher, who was afraid of trouble, resisted the desire to turn around and leave, and slowly approached, his eyes were very good, and he caught a glimpse of the words "fifteen years ago", "burglary and murder", "tragic death of husband and wife" on the computer screen, and after a little integration of the information, Kawashima guessed that the people who were killed should be Zhufu Jingguang's parents.

A poor boy too.

No wonder he has developed a good cooking skill.

The system really wanted to grab Kawashima Esaki's neckline and shake it wildly, "Are you crazy, you are a year older than him, what a child is not a child." ”

"A year older is also older."

Even if you are one year old, you have to bow obediently and shout hello to your seniors when you see you.

When you are reprimanded, you can't refute the words of your seniors.

Kawashima Ezaki didn't realize at this time that the identities of the future seniors and elders would be completely subverted, so he stepped forward and patted Zhu Fu Jingguang on the shoulder, extending an olive branch to make a good relationship.

"Hiro, would you mind telling me about your troubles?"

The highlights in the eyes of the students with distorted faces are gone, and the beautiful cat's eyes seem to have turned into inferior glass everywhere on the street.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked down at his shoulder.

The teacher's hand was resting on his thin short-sleeved police uniform shirt, and the fabric of the clothes could not completely isolate the body temperature, so he could clearly sense the slightly cool temperature of the teacher's palm.

The boy's distorted expression, hidden in the shadows, finally returned to normal.

He looked back at the person who came and opened his mouth to shout, "Teacher." ”

With a little imperceptible dependence.

"Mmmm," Kawashima Esaki rubbed Zhufu Jingguang's hair, and his shrugging eyes finally lifted his mind, but he didn't mean to take the opportunity to conquer the students in one fell swoop.

"Do you finally want to open it and ask the teacher for help? I didn't expect that a good student would skip class one day, and the handle was handed to me personally. ”

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

The soft heart of the ups and downs □□ instantly.

What to say?

When will Mr. Kawashima's play-loving personality be changed? It's not like a teacher at all.,I don't even want to do superficial work.,The bad character of being lazy and liking to have fun has been known to the whole school!

"What does the teacher want to ......?"

The student lifted the corner of his eye like a cat to see the young man's face.

Kawashima Esaki sat on his bed, holding up the missing person declaration form that was casually placed on the bed.

"Let's put this aside for now, let me ask you, is this girl somehow related to the case you just investigated?" Otherwise, it is impossible to explain how Zhu Fu Jingguang, a good and obedient student, suddenly skipped class to investigate the case.

It must have been stimulated by something.

"Yes."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's expression also became serious, and the teacher was too sharp, "This child looks very similar to my playmate when I was a child. ”

And then ...... And I ......"

I remembered that I had witnessed the murder of my parents, and I couldn't control my emotions, and I had to go back to the dormitory if I skipped class, and I had to search for the murder case without the first time, and read it word by word.

The smell of blood seemed to reach the tip of his nose after fifteen years.

The expression on Zhu Fu Jingguang's face showed signs of collapse again.

Kawashima Ezaki curled his index finger and knocked on his head lightly or heavily, "What about your childhood playmate?" ”

Zhu Fu Jingguang subconsciously touched his head, which didn't hurt at all.

"Passed away. My father, an elementary school teacher, was taking the students on an outing, and the child had a sudden acute appendicitis and was not rescued. ”

Kawashima pondered for a moment, "Then what do you remember about the murderer of your parents?" ”

Of course Zhu Fu Jingguang remembers.

He will never forget that day.

His mother was cooking in the kitchen with an apron, his father was reading the news of the day with a newspaper, and a seven-year-old cat-eye boy was sitting on the sofa with a toy and watching a special photo of Salted Egg Superman.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

The father went out to talk to the visitor, and it seemed that there was an argument, and the father screamed in pain, and the sound gradually disappeared.

His mother hid him in the closet where he didn't know anything, and told him with a trembling voice—

"Jingguang, no matter what you hear or see for a while, don't make a sound, and don't come out......"

The murderer killed his father and mother.

Carrying a blood-soaked knife, he broke into the room to find him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's sloppy gaze gradually focused on the teacher's expressionless face, he licked his lower lip, and said with difficulty, "I was hiding in the closet at that time, and I saw a goblet tattooed on the murderer's arm......"

"Wait a minute."

Kawashima Esaki objected, "Closet? It's the kind of sliding wardrobe. ”

"Yes, the sliding door didn't close completely, and I saw the tattoo on the killer's arm through the crack."

Speaking of the gap in the cabinet door, Kawashima Ezaki couldn't help but think that he had also hidden in the closet once not long ago, but he had kept an eye on Yuzo Shintani through a horizontal hollow.

"The goblet tattoo is a key clue, I'll look it up for you."

Kawashima Esaki learns enough to find a lollipop from a bag full of cat treats. This is a small gift from the lady of the pet store for free. He threw it straight into the hands of Zhu Fu Jingguang.

"Let's go to class, I have to go back and see the three ancestors, I don't know if they still recognize me."

Zhufu Jingguang also helped take care of the three cats.

Rubbing the lollipop wrapper and laughing, "I probably know each other, after all, no one can feed them in exchange for their closeness, Matsuda feeds the most, and often complains to us." ”

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Zhu Fu Jingguang obediently went to the last class.

Kawashima Esaki also opened a room that he hadn't set foot in for half a month.

It's clean and tidy inside, at least much cleaner than when he left.

The piles of clean clothes on the couch were folded and placed in the cupboard.

When he left, he was in a hurry, and the half cup of coffee he forgot to throw away was gone, and the three old cats glanced at him, as if to say that you, the shovel officer, still know to come back.

Kawashima Ezaki opened the cans to feed them, and stood by the window himself to see the large empty playground downstairs.

The system suspects that Kawashima Ezaki is fooling Fufu Jingguang.

A person like him, who is too lazy to do his own business, will take the initiative to help Zhu Jingguang solve the problem? The possibility cannot be said to be very large, but it can only be said that there is basically none.

"How are you going to find someone with a tattoo on their arm?"

Kawashima Esaki was genuinely surprised, "Isn't there free labor?" ”

Why bother.

Presumably, those people are also happy to run around for their friends to investigate.

The hard work belongs to others, and the credit is your own.

Plan to get ~