The place where Yinzi Pingyuan lives is relatively remote. Shangchuan suddenly circled around and found this slightly dilapidated building.

After looking at the door sign of Pingyuan's house, Shangchuan rang the doorbell instantly.

The door opened was a middle-aged woman. Looking at the two teenagers in school uniforms standing outside the door, she was a little confused, "Are you..."

"We are Yinzi's classmates, so I want to come and ask you about some things."

"Ah?" Yinzi has been in trouble for half a month. Why did she come here at this time?

"You guys come in and sit."

Following the hostess into the house, Kamikawa Shin looked at the interior of the house. The family does not look so wealthy, and the furniture in the house has strong signs of use. The sofa in the living room is also a very old-fashioned sofa, which has been deformed after being used for many years.

Apart from furniture, there are no other decorations, only a photo frame is placed on the table next to the TV.

Shangkawa Shun walked in and took a look. There was a family of four. The girl named Yinzi Pingyuan stood at the edge, silent, and it seemed that the other three people in the photo were a family.

"What's wrong with you?" The woman looked at the two teenagers at home, looking at the home she hadn't taken care of for a long time, and felt a little uncomfortable.

She was busy with work and ignored her daughter until her daughter died. The feeling of losing something suddenly surged up.

It's ridiculous that her daughter is so old, she hasn't cared about her daughter much. Now that her daughter is dead, she feels empty and can't get excited about anything she does. Sometimes she habitually calls her daughter by her name, but she hasn't responded for a long time before she remembers that her daughter is dead.

She could only sit on the sofa blankly, feeling lost.

"That's right. A teacher in our class was killed. The reason for the killing seemed to be related to Yinzi's death, so let's come and check it." After Huokawa Shun said, he carefully observed her expression.

The woman was a little confused for a moment, but she suddenly realized it. It seemed that she had always had some guesses, but she was not sure.

"Who is that teacher?"

"Do you have an impression of Zhonggenius?"

"I have seen this teacher once. If I remember correctly, he is Yinzi's Mandarin teacher!" The woman was a little dazed. She seemed to have to think about some of her daughter's things for a long time before she could remember them.

"Um."

When Kurakawa Shin looked at her like this, he probably guessed what happened to Yinko Pingyuan at home. He looked at Shu Hoshino, Shu Hoshino looked up at him, and said nothing.

“…”

It’s not good to have a good job of cultivating Hoshino, and I can’t tell what this guy is thinking.

“Can you tell us about your family situation?”

"Okay." The woman nodded, not shying away from anything, "I am now a husband and I are second-marriages. My ex-husband passed away when Tonoko was two years old. Later, we met her current husband. We also have a young son, who is in the second grade of junior high school this year..."

"Maybe she was too negligent about Yinzi on weekdays... Her child was so sensible and didn't like to tell us anything when she encountered it. I don't know when the child became more and more withdrawn. She had one or two friends before, but she was always alone......"

"Sometimes the child came back late and changed his clothes. When he got home, he hid in his room and did not go out. Sometimes he could hear a depressing cry... "

She didn't feel anything about these things at the time, but somehow, she burst into tears as she spoke. If she could go in and ask when her daughter was crying, wouldn't her daughter die?

When did she start? She is no longer a ties with her daughter? She doesn’t even have the motivation to survive. How sad she feels...

She really...is not worthy of calling her mother...

Shangkawa was silent for a long time, not knowing what to say for a while.

This is often the case in the world. When you have it, you become accustomed to it, and only when you lose it will feel lost.

Hoshino Shu watched the woman cry, and somehow, a strange feeling appeared in his heart. He seemed to have rarely observed other people's joys and sorrows at close range. The feeling of sadness seemed to have a strong infectious force, which made his emotions feel a little depressed.

He didn't know why he was depressed, because the lost girl, was the woman's sadness, or something else that he didn't understand yet?

He didn't know that he was trying to have a beating heart.

"Sorry, I've lost my composure." The woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her voice was choked.

Seeing that she was in better shape, Kurakawa Shun then asked, "Can we go to Yinzi's room to check it out?"

"Yes, here." The woman opened her daughter's room door. She sorted out the things inside after her daughter left, and basically retained the way her daughter was there.

Shangchuan Shun looked at the bedroom simply. The bedroom was relatively simple. Apart from the commonly used desks, beds, chairs, and wardrobes, there was no other furniture. He rarely saw any decorations, as clean as a hotel in a hotel.

Shangchuan pulled the curtains, which were very thick black-shading cloth. After pulling the curtains, the originally bright bedroom suddenly became dim. In line with the lifeless layout in the bedroom, the entire bedroom was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

Shangchuan Shun opened the curtains and flipped through the books on the desk. Most of the tables were exercises and homework books, and there were no books other than textbooks.

"Does Yinzi have the habit of writing diaries?" Guestawa asked the woman behind him.

People need to talk to each other, and this talk can be a person or a thing. When the outside world cannot meet the needs of talk to each other, most people will talk to them in a certain place. This place can be a diary, an anonymous tree hole, or a QQ space. This is also a way to relieve mental stress.

"I don't know. I tried to find it, but I didn't find it." The woman shook her head. She wished Yinzi could leave something, but except for a photo, Yinzi left nothing.

After looking around, Kamikawa Shun also knew what he should know. He and Hoshino Xiu walked to the door and were about to leave when the woman suddenly called them.

"Can you tell me how Nakano-eki died?"

The woman at the door was already quite old. There were several deep wrinkles at the corner of her eyes, and her clothes had not been replaced for a long time. The little building behind her was a bit of dilapidated, and the people who stayed inside also brought a dilapidated breath.
Chapter completed!