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"Ding dong~"
The doorbell rang, and Mrs. Matsushita trotted to the door and opened it.
¡°I¡¯m really sorry for bothering you for several days in a row.¡± Tangze and Takagi bowed slightly and took the lead in greeting.
"Excuse me, is there anything else?" Seeing the two of them, Mrs. Matsushita asked.
"I'm interrupting you again today, mainly because I want to take a look at your fur coat." Takagi explained.
¡°A fur coat?¡±
Although Mrs. Matsushita was very confused, she finally invited the two of them into the house and gave them the fur coat from before.
"Ah it's not this one, there should be other items, fur items." After Takagi took off his coat, he just looked at it briefly and made a judgment.
"This is the only one I have in hand now." Mrs. Matsushita asked, "Didn't I tell you before?"
"It's true, you did say that." Tangze nodded, then turned around and walked towards the photos placed there.
"So, where is this?"
Karasawa picked up the photo and pointed to the gray-black scarf wrapped around Matsushita's mother's neck in the photo, "Mrs. Matsushita, could you please show us this scarf?"
"That I couldn't find it some time ago." Mrs. Matsushita said with a somewhat unnatural look on her face.
"If I remember correctly, this is your mother's relic, right?" Tang Ze asked.
"Welleven so, but unintentionally"
"This black coat and the brooch you are wearing are well taken care of, but only the scarf?"
"Well, that's it."
Faced with Karasawa¡¯s questioning, Mrs. Matsushita just bit her scarf and threw it away with a calm expression.
Faced with this situation, Karasawa did not panic, but put down the photo in his hand and came to Mrs. Matsushita.
And Tang Ze's approach made the other party unnaturally move two steps to the other side, unconsciously looking at the ground, and his two hands were tightly held together.
"Actually, you gave it to someone else, right? To Mrs. Mitori." Karasawa looked at the silent Mrs. Matsushita and said, "After all, as long as someone asks for something from you, you won't refuse.
¡°But the items you gave to Mrs. Santori were put into the shopping mall of her choice and sold at will by her without cherishing them. "
After a pause, Tang Ze looked at the other party, "You should actually know that, right?"
"Since it is a gift to others, it is also their right to deal with it how to deal with it. This is her freedom, isn't it?" Mrs. Matsushita glanced at Karasawa and said impatiently.
"Then can you accept it?" Takagi looked at Mrs. Matsushita and asked, "Even if it is a relic left by your mother to you?"
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Seeing the silence of the other party, Takagi spoke again: "Before we came to visit you, we were looking for something at the Mitori family's house, and we heard Mrs. Mitori's husband mention it somewhere.
Sanae Mitori once wore a scarf made of fur that he had never seen before. "
"So you think it's mine?" Mrs. Matsushita retorted: "This is such an unfounded thing"
"If it's made of chinchilla fur, then it's yours." Tang Ze interrupted the other person's words, "You should have one, right? A scarf made of chinchilla."
"No, no." Mrs. Matsushita denied.
¡°That¡¯s weird.¡±
"As he spoke, Karasawa took out a black lady's hat from his pocket. Seeing the hat, Mrs. Matsushita looked at Karasawa in disbelief, as if wondering why the other party had such a hat.
"Is it your thing?"
"Wellbut why is this hat in your hands?" Mrs. Matsushita asked puzzledly.
"Your daughter asked us to keep it in May." Takagi explained.
Mrs. Matsushita sighed, then looked at Tang Ze and said, "So, what are your plans when you take out this hat?"
"Actually, after I got this hat from your beloved, I found the fur on it that you just said it didn't have." Tang Ze's eyes were as sharp as swords, "Why do you think this is!?"
"Surprisingly"
¡°That¡¯s right, it¡¯s from the squirrel.Hair. Karasawa interrupted Mrs. Matsushita who was about to say something in a panic, and said in a serious tone: "And the same hair was also found on the neck of Sanae Sanae who was killed!" "
Along with Karasawa's words, Takagi on the side took out an evidence bag from his pocket in time, and what was placed in it was the chinchilla hair extracted from the hat.
This evidence is also thanks to the fact that the hat of the other party's daughter, May-chan, was kept by Karasawa. He was able to accidentally find the hair on the hat while digesting after eating.
¡°At first he wasn¡¯t too sure, so he just asked Uncle Demi to help with another test, and he rushed out before he came. The two of them even took a detour back to the Metropolitan Police Department.
Faced with this solid evidence, Mrs. Matsushita could no longer refute.
The fur of the scarf that had been given away long ago was stuck to the hat that my daughter had asked to keep.
In other words, the evidence has been decided.
¡°Can you please take out the scarf?¡±
After Tang Ze finished speaking, Mrs. Matsushita staggered and held on to the table beside her, "It seems that the paper can't contain the fire"
Mrs. Matsushita walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window with a staggering expression, looked out the window with dull eyes and choked up her words, "But if someone asks for something I ownI can't refuse"
"Why are you like this? Just refuse what you don't want to give." Takagi said in a serious tone: "In this case, this kind of thing will not happen."
"Eraser¡"
"My classmate said he wanted my eraser"
Mrs. Matsushita seemed to have returned to her childhood, the day when her painful life began.
When she was in elementary school, she had a beautiful eraser, and her classmates liked it very much after seeing it and asked her for it.
At that time, she decisively rejected the other party's unreasonable request. She obviously had a lot of erasers, but no one would give something of their own to others openly and generously.
What¡¯s more, the other party took the initiative to ask for it, without any exchange.
And just this normal rejection ushered in an unexpected ending.
Her classmate was criticized by the school for stealing an eraser.
Then, she committed suicide.
Speaking of this, Mrs. Matsushita cried, tears flowing down from her eyes unconsciously.
So the memory turned into an eternal nightmare, torturing her continuously, making her unable to help but think about what would have happened if the eraser had been given to her at that time.
She has always regretted this, thinking it was her fault.
In the end, that became her "abnormality." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com