Detectives of Detective World

"Ding dong~"

The doorbell rang, and Mrs. Matsushita trotted to the door and opened the door.

"I'm really sorry to bother you for several days in a row." Tang Ze and Takagi bowed slightly and greeted them first.

"Is there anything else?" Mrs. Matsushita asked back when she saw the two of them.

"I'm bothering you again today, mainly because I want to see your fur coat." Takagi explained.

"Fur coat?"

Although Mrs. Matsushita was very puzzled, 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 something else, something like fur." ​​After Takagi got the coat, he just glanced at it hastily and made a judgment.

"Now I only have this one." Mrs. Matsushita asked back, "Didn't I tell you before?"

"It's true, you did say that." Tang Ze nodded, then turned around and walked to the photo placed there.

"Then, where is this?"

Tang Ze picked up the photo and pointed to the gray-black scarf around Panasonic's mother's neck on the photo, "Mrs. Panasonic, could you please show us this scarf?"

"That...I couldn't find it some time ago." Mrs. Matsushita said with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"If I remember correctly, this is your mother's relic, right?" Tang Ze asked.

"Well...even so, it's just by accident..."

"This black coat and the brooch on your body are well kept, but only the scarf?"

"Well, that's it."

In the face of Tang Ze's questioning, Mrs. Matsushita just killed the scarf with a calm expression and threw it away.

Faced with this situation, Tang Ze did not panic, but put down the photo in his hand and came to Mrs. Matsushita.

And Tang Ze's approach made the other side unnaturally move two steps to the other side, unconsciously looking at the ground, and the two hands were tightly clasped together.

"Actually, it was given to someone else? It was given to Mrs. Three Birds." Tang Ze looked at the silent Mrs. Matsushita and said, "After all, as long as someone asks you for it, you will not refuse it.

But the items you gave to Mrs. Three Birds were sold at random by her in the shopping malls she didn't cherish. "

After a pause, Tang Ze looked at the other party, "You should actually know?"

"Since it's something given to others, it's also someone else's right to deal with it, isn't it her freedom?" Mrs. Matsushita glanced at Tang Ze and said impatiently.

"Then can you accept it?" Takagi looked at Mrs. Matsushita and asked, "Even if it is a relic left to you by your mother?"

"..."

Seeing the silence of the other party, Takagi said again: "Before we came to visit you, we were looking for something in the house of Santori's house, and we heard Mrs. Santiao's husband mention it somewhere.

Sanatori Sanae used to wear a scarf made of fur that he hadn't seen before. "

"So you think it's mine?" Mrs. Matsushita retorted, "This kind of baseless thing..."

"If it's fur made of squirrels, then it's yours." Tang Ze interrupted the other party's words, "You should have it, right? A scarf made of squirrels."

"No, no," Mrs. Matsushita denied.

"That's weird."

Tang Ze said and took out a certain black lady's hat from his pocket. Seeing this hat, Mrs. Matsushita looked at Tang Ze in disbelief, as if wondering why the other party had this hat.

"Is it yours?"

"Well...but why is this hat in your hands?" Mrs. Matsushita asked in confusion.

"Your daughter asked us to keep it in May," Takagi explained.

"This kid... messing with my things again..."

"Please don't blame her.

Tang Ze said: "Because May sauce really likes this hat very much. "

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 wife, I found the fur on it that you just said you didn't have." Tang Ze's eyes were as sharp as swords, "Why do you say this!?"

"Actually..."

"That's right, it's the hair of the squirrel." Tang Ze interrupted Mrs. Matsushita, who was a little flustered and wanted to say something, and said in a serious tone: "Also, the same hair was also found on the neck of Sanado Sanae who was killed. !"

Following Tang Ze's words, Takagi on the side took out an evidence bag from his pocket at the right time, and in it was the squirrel hair extracted from the hat.

Thanks to Tang Ze's keeping the hat of the other party's daughter, Wuyuejiang, for this evidence, he was able to accidentally discover the hair on the hat after eating and digesting.

Originally, he was not too sure, but he just asked Uncle Dengmi to help him to test again. Before he came, he rushed out in a hurry, and the two even made a detour to the Metropolitan Police Department.

In the face of this solid evidence, Mrs. Matsushita was no longer able to refute.

The scarf that was sent out long ago, but the fur stuck to the hat that my daughter asked for help to keep.

That is, the evidence has already decided.

"Could you please take out the scarf?"

After Tang Ze finished speaking, Mrs. Matsushita staggered and supported the table next to her, "It seems that the paper can't wrap the fire..."

Mrs. Matsushita staggered towards the floor-to-ceiling window on the side, looked out of the window with a sullen expression, and said, "But if someone asks for something I have... I can't refuse..."

"Why do you do this? Just refuse what you don't want to give." Takagi said in a heavy tone: "In this case, this kind of thing will not happen."

"Eraser…"

"The classmate said he wanted my eraser..."

Mrs. Matsushita seemed to be back in childhood, the day when her painful life began.

When she was in elementary school, she had a beautiful eraser, and her classmates liked it and asked her for it.

At that time, she resolutely rejected the other party's unreasonable request, obviously she had a lot of erasers, but who would give their things to others plainly and generously.

What's more, the other party took the initiative to ask for it, and there was no exchange.

But it was this normal refusal, but it ushered in an unexpected ending.

Her classmate was criticized by the school for stealing erasers.

Then, she committed suicide.

Speaking of this, Mrs. Matsushita cried, tears streaming down her eyes unconsciously.

So that memory turned into an eternal nightmare, tormenting her continuously, making her unable to help thinking about what would have happened if the eraser was given to her at that time.

She, who has always regretted it, thought it was her fault.

Ultimately, that became her "anomaly".