This Ritsuki-kun didn't seem to be very disciplined, and Shiraishi suddenly felt that his image had been harmed...well, not even harmed. Judging from the number of cases in this world, he would inevitably be late for class in the future.
Miyano Akemi walked to her desk, picked up a stack of information, turned around and greeted Shiraishi:
"Would you like to go together? My goal is to be only ten minutes late. If we set off now, I will win."
"Okay." Shiraishi thought to himself. No wonder Miyano Akemi immediately thought that he wanted to skip class when he heard that he had a cold. It turned out that "she" had a lot of history of being late.
Shiraishi didn't know what materials to bring to the lecture, but fortunately there was a ready-made example in front of him. He picked up the materials on his desk and went to the classroom with Miyano Akemi.
This saves trouble, as he doesn't have to search from house to house.
…
Professor Hirota came in at the bell, neither early nor late, extremely punctual.
Indeed, as Miyano Akemi said, this old scholar with white hair and beard had completely forgotten about Shiraishi's absence from class.
The class process was lackluster. Shiraishi pretended to listen to the class while observing his classmates.
There were seven people in the classroom. Except for Miyano Akemi, Shiraishi only had some impression of a senior named Suzuki Ayako.
Mainly because of her last name.
——Although there are many people with the surname Suzuki in the island country, this is the world of detectives after all. When mentioning "Suzuki" here, if you don't immediately think of the Suzuki Foundation and Suzuki Sonoko, it seems very shameless.
Having an impression means that the person has either been exposed to a murder case or will be exposed to a murder case in the future.
Being in this research room, Shiraishi seemed to have seen countless tasks coming.
…
There were two classes this afternoon. During the break, as soon as Professor Hirota went out, Miyano Akemi took out a lunch box from her small bag and ate the cut fruit.
Halfway through eating, she looked at the sunset outside the window and sighed sadly: "It's getting dark earlier and earlier."
"Yes, after all, the summer solstice has passed." But don't worry, it may get darker and later soon. Shiraishi asked casually, "Are you afraid of the dark?"
"You seem to have the most profound memory as a teacher." Miyano Akemi gave him a helpless look, "It's not that you're afraid of the dark. Didn't I tell you? It's that on my way home, I have to pass by that... that..."
"Which what?"
"That's it!" Miyano Akemi looked out the window and said in a horrifying tone like she was discussing Voldemort: "That ancient bungalow on the 4th floor!"
Bai Shi looked at her and was stunned.
It's not that he was frightened by her tone.
But as soon as Miyano Akemi finished speaking, a familiar exclamation point suddenly appeared above her head.
...The mission was actually triggered at this time.
Seeing Shiraishi's reaction, Miyano Akemi stepped back a little with satisfaction and recalled:
"It seems like four or five years ago, when I came home one evening, I found a cordon around the old house. Later I heard from neighbors that the owner of the house had been hacked to death.
"After the male owner died, his widow and children hurriedly moved away, leaving the house empty. Later, the tragedy was never solved, and the lonely owner turned into a ghost. He often screamed in the middle of the night, and many people heard it.
"Some people also called the police, but after the police went to investigate, they said no one was in the house..."
Shiraishi supported his head with one hand: "It's all rumors. The sound is caused by the draft. Don't think too much."
"It's not just the sound!" Miyano Akemi said mysteriously, "I am also a witness to supernatural phenomena. When I went home a few days ago, I saw with my own eyes a group of will-o'-the-wisps floating past the window of that ancient bungalow!"