Tomoko Suzuki is also satisfied with Kousei's state.

Only Tomoko Suzuki would look down on this boy if he was really playful and smiling, calling her "aunt" and so on.

Regardless of ability or not, a person's attitude is the most important.

"Okay, then I will take Yuanzi back first. I hope you can take care of her from now on."

Care has boundaries.

Wanting to remind the boy, Tomoko Suzuki closed the car window and glanced at Mao Lilan with her last glance.

"It is your duty to do what is within your duty."

If something happens to the garden, my sister will also be worried. Gongsheng must help, as it is his duty.

If something happens to Suzuki, Kousei has no reason to escape because of the favor he received from his early investment, and this is considered his duty.

The answer is both ways.

Tomoko Suzuki in the car accepted this answer, nodded slightly, and closed the car windows completely.

Slowly starting the car, Mr. Mao Li and Mao Li Lan watched the rear of the car disappear from sight.

"Hey, brother, just now Aunt Tomoko asked you to take care of the garden, is that what it means?"

Curious about the baby's condition, Xiaolan approached the boy next to her and asked.

There was no one else at the gate of Didan School, and the two of them resumed the intimacy of playing like siblings.

"Don't lie, I work for the Suzuki Group, there is no way I could reach that point."

Even if Kousei had a chance to get to that point...

Will also refuse!

"Why, Yuanzi is actually very good-looking. She just wants to leave her really good-looking side to the person she likes, so she deliberately shows her wide forehead!"

Xiaolan made a seductive trill.

At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and looked for photos.

"Just wait, I'll look for it. I took a picture of Yuanzi after dressing up...where did I save it..."

Store photos on your flip phone.

Gongsheng looked at Mao Lilan next to him, staring at the side face. For some reason, he suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh.

That is, laughing for no reason.

Take out your wallet from your pocket. There is a compartment dedicated to various gourmet rolls. Take out one of them.

Or a couple roll.

This is also the reason why Fei Miles laughs at the fact that going out for dinner and going on a date are the same as going out for the siblings.

But the couple’s coupon is cheap!

"Did you save the photos to your computer?"

He took out the couple coupon and looked at the ironic red love symbol on the coupon.

Gongsheng asked his sister beside him.

"Well, yes, I saved all the files to the computer last night...Hey, brother, how did you know?"

At this time Xiaolan also recalled it.

Because I had a lot of fun playing with my new computer last night, I imported all the photos from my phone into my computer.

I also suddenly had a strange feeling.

He looked at the boy beside him, whose shoulders occasionally touched each other.

That tone of speaking seems to be that of Shinichi...

"Because I am your brother."

No why.

He caused troubles at the Nantian Gate and smashed the Yama Palace. He was still Mao Lilan's younger brother, Mao Li Gongsheng.

Xiaolan stared at those eyes.

The words I originally wanted to speak couldn't come out of my throat, and I finally swallowed them with an emotion.

Stretch out your hands and stand on tiptoes.

Touch the boy's head and press down the messy hair.

"Well, Kousei will always be my brother."

Not like Shinichi!

How can Shinichi, that mystery geek, be as cute as his own brother!

...

Lunch at noon to work better in the afternoon.

"Hey, sister, I'm going to work."

Kousei was driving a motorcycle, and Mao Lilan next to him was holding a karate gi.

This year's karate competition will start in three weeks.

"Well, I need to go to training too!"

He stretched out his thumb and raised it to the boy in front of him, with a hearty smile on his face.

The meaning of Xiaolan is that the two siblings each work hard on things they think are worthwhile.

as well as......

He walked forward, placed his hand gently on Kousei's motorcycle helmet, and covered the opponent's protective cover.

Taking a step back, he watched the motorcycle turn into a silvery white figure and leave the gate of Didan High School.

"Jingle Bell----!"

Xiaolan heard her cell phone ringing, took it out and opened the phone cover. Kudo Shinichi's name was written on it.

Press the answer button and put the phone to your ear.

"Hey, Xiaolan, my classmates said that you went out to lunch with a first grader today. Is that true?!"

Shinichi's voice came from the other end of the phone, full of anxiety.

But in addition to Shinichi's questions, there were many detective fans screaming beside the phone, shouting "Shinichi-sama".

...

On the other hand, Kousei did not go to Aido Elementary School.

Instead, after getting the student address provided by Yonehara Koko, he went to Mochizuki Minako's home.

It was a very run-down home.

To be precise, since the death of the child, the family has been completely destroyed in name only.

Minako's father was holding a wine bottle in his hand. His hair, which had not been washed for a long time, was messy and covered his nose. His beard, which could be used as a brush, was also stained with some liquor, with several strands stuck together.

Sitting in front of the house, leaning against the wall, in a state of drowsiness.

It seems to last for more than a day.

Then the person who opened the door for Kousei was Minako's mother, a lady with numb pupils and a haggard expression. When she opened the door, she was holding a kitchen knife in her hand, and her spirit was in a state of losing control at any time.

"Who are you looking for...?"

His tone was trembling, and there was a kind of cruelty in it.

He will use the knife in his hand at any time, maybe because the existence of the knife gives him the only remaining sense of security.

"I'm here to buy a house."

It's an experience.

If Kousei opens his mouth and directly reads Mochizuki Minako's name, I'm afraid the knife in front of him will be swung directly.

Even if Kousei can easily take away the opponent's knife.

But what's the use...

Identify yourself and say you are a lawyer or a detective?

Only children's world has the plot of fairy tales. After you reveal your identity, others will happily lead you in and then tell you the most important clue of the entire case.

The adult world is mostly made up of speechlessness and collapse.

Why was it that when Minako passed away three years ago, no lawyer came to seek justice, and no detective came to investigate the evil?

What’s the use of showing up now!

Do you want to give hope to two desperate people, or do you want to laugh at each other? You are the messenger of justice, you are here to reverse Minako's case, you are some kind of powerful 'Heisei lawyer'.

"Our house is not for sale...forget it, come in and take a look."

A collapsed world is often very simple.

Minako's mother put away the kitchen knife and opened the door directly, indicating that Kousei could come in.

Then he ignored Minako's father lying at the door and closed the door again.

No slippers or a glass of water.

Gong Sheng carefully looked at the structure of the house in front of him, and it seemed that it had not changed since three years ago.

In homes where people live, spider webs slowly appear in the corners, and dust slowly accumulates in cabinets and countertops.

From time to time, I could see melon seed shells or fruit cores under my feet.

It's messy, everything is piled up haphazardly.

There are no pictures inside the living room that can be seen at a glance.

"How big is your house? How many square feet is it?"

In a corner of the living room, a small ancestral hall was built to enshrine photos of the girls who had passed away.

Gray, photo of Minako Mochizuki.

Gongsheng only glanced at it and took him directly.

"I don't know. If you look around, you can enter these rooms."

It seemed that she didn't want to mention it, so Minako's mother waved her hand and said that Kousei could look at it as he pleased.

Or, it doesn't matter how much the house sells for.

Even if it's a cheap sale, I'm afraid the lady in front of me will agree...

Because the children committed suicide unjustly, the parents' world has collapsed, and the value of this house is equivalent to that of wasteland.

Perhaps, after selling, build a small thatched house in front of your daughter's grave and watch over your daughter every day, this will be the greatest psychological comfort for the lady in front of you.

That's right, Gong Sheng also asked this intentionally.

When Minako's mother left, seemingly heading to the kitchen, Kousei stopped staying and gave himself three or four minutes.

An open door and a closed door.

The open door was cluttered, filled with all kinds of smells, the smell of alcohol, smoke, and the smell of rotting human nutrient solution. The dirty spots were so conspicuous on the bed.

Like a doomsday style master bedroom.

Opening another room, what you smell when you enter is fresh air, sunlight shining in from the open window, a desk with no trace of return, and a child's schoolbag draped on the back of the chair.

A little girl's room.

There is a dolphin pillow on the clean and tidy bed, and a pair of bear slippers under the edge of the bed.

This is Minako's room.

Cleaning is done every day, as if the girl has not left, and time is always frozen in this fairy tale style.

Three years are like one day.

On the table, there are the girl's favorite fairy tale books "Snow White" and "Cinderella", and there are very few other exercise books and books.

Neon Elementary School ends early, and there are no important classes.

Kousei picked up the schoolbag on the back of the chair and pulled the three zippers together.

There are three layers of primary school students' schoolbags. The first layer is the largest, and all contain textbooks. The middle school student also released the class schedule from three years ago.

It records what the last class of the day is.

The last section, music class.

According to the information provided by Yonehara Koko, one of the suspects, Sugiyama, is also a music teacher.

The so-called clues always appear in such inadvertent places.

This is not an incriminating evidence, but it is pointing evidence.

Mr. Gongsheng put away the small handwritten curriculum and looked at his schoolbag again.

There was nothing else of value in the big bag, but there were some pencils, erasers and the like in the small bag.

The bag in the middle...

It seems that something has been left behind. According to the size, it is about the size of a notebook.

Because of the habit of using school bags.

Children with multi-functional schoolbags will do two things. One is the sluggish type, putting all pens and notebooks in the big bag and only opening the big bag when needed.

The other one is to arrange three backpacks in categories, a large package of books, a small package of pens, and the middle one...

Koong Sheng concluded that there must have been something in this backpack on the day of the incident.

However, he was gone before the incident.

"This girl would ask Yonehara Koko, which shows that she is a girl who does not think independently, and she would hesitate to ask the criminal teacher why he did this."

"She will also tell her other partners about things she discovered but doesn't know if they are right or not."

"Exchange diaries!"

It is most popular in elementary school to write down your inner thoughts in a notebook and exchange them with your close friends.

The most missing thing in the backpack is a notebook, and the girl will ask Yonehara Koko and she will definitely find a way to tell her good friends, and the way of passing it is the most popular exchange of diaries among primary school students.
Chapter completed!