Finish the conversation with Gili and place the ring hanging from your neck on the table.

Celia distracted herself from me with a nasty face and opened her mouth as if she were murmuring.

"... logic, it's hard to say."

"I know. You want to say you knew about that a long time ago?

He looked at me for a moment and then fell down with a sigh. [M]

It's a reaction that is afraid of what to expect.

"Then what do you want to be happy about? I've been thinking about the possibility that Albert Glendrek got his dad wet many times. But I don't know what to do without the key evidence....."

"No, I have proof."

"Have you forgotten why your dad was killed? If there was such a thing, it would have been long ago."

"Disposed of?

"Naturally...."

Affirmative words were never spinned to the end.

Though I don't know the identity of the discomfort, when I compared it with the previous information, I think I felt something caught.

After all, Celia is smart.

"Gilli's source said so. The best way to crush a hostile informant is to discredit him."

"I mean, did you discredit my dad by tailoring him to a patchworker? That's the reason for the grievance...?

I nodded and looked.

"Did you notice that the evidence was seized, or what would Glendrek do if he was declared to charge Alec himself?... it's easy. First we take the evidence, we completely erase the trail, and finally we kill Alec."

"Actually, it wasn't."

"Yes. If there is any clapping of evidence after Alec's murder, the fact that the owner has been killed greatly increases the credibility of the evidence."

"But after being executed as a serial strange killer, I won't be seen as a madman's bullshit....!

"That's why I chose the patchworker - perhaps this is the sutra seven years ago. If this prediction is correct, there's still evidence your father has."

Gatan, Celia stood up with the momentum to jump the chair.

"Let's go find it."

"Where to?

"Wherever I go... that's it!

Encourage them to sit down at the table with persistence.

I don't know how excited I am, but it's dangerous to be reckless at this moment when I start approaching my enemies.

"There's no point in moving around in the dark clouds."

"I'm not going to do that. From one end to the other."

"You should stop. If anyone were watching you, I'd be mistaken for progress in the investigation. The moment you get tailed to the worst, and you find evidence, you get killed... what a surprise. They don't have to do it if they get the evidence."

"Then what should I do!

Celia screams like a scream and knocks on the table.

The noise woke Risha up.

"Enemy!?

As she pushed Christina away and stood up to jump out of bed, Risha looked around.

"Risha, calm down. It's okay."

Lisha glanced at me and quickly regained her coolness and leaned her neck with a neat face.

Then she looked at Celia, who was a killer, and she had a feeling of something.

"Hurry up and ruin things - that's what I was born with. I hate to say this, but there's no point in sparing a minute and a second to solve a case seven years ago."

Looking up at the raised flat hand.

The sound of the bitten back teeth tells the true story of Celia's anger.

"Just hit me, if that's all you want."

When I lifted my shoulders like that, Celia's eyebrows came closer and she put her strength around her eyes.

Ugh!

The first thing I felt was the feeling of something hitting my face and the high-end sound that echoed in the room.

As the brain begins to understand the situation, stretched cheeks ache like ginger and fever.

"... are you done?

There's no way it's done, is there?

When I say it with a sigh, I hear a trembling voice.

Celia was eating her teeth with a more painful look than I had been hit.

"Why are you again...?! Why are you doing this to me?!

Though I opened my mouth, no words came out.

Somehow, I didn't have the answer to this question.

"I'm sorry I provoked you. I'll bring you some tea, so Celia can sit on the bed. Christina, can I ask you something about Celia?

Yeah? Well, I don't mind.

"Risha came to me. It's hard to bring it alone for the number of people."

"Ha, ha, ha."

Leave the room with Risha.

And I noticed something was conveyed from the mouth to the chin.

"Oops."

It seems that my lips were cut by the clap that I was beaten just now.

There was red blood on the traced finger.

"So, are you okay!?

"If you lick it, it'll be over soon."

"Then I will!

Soon she grabbed her shoulders and Risha's face approached.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Risha!"

It wasn't Lisa's lips that accidentally touched the wound, it was her thin, supple little finger.

"Fufu, I'm kidding."

Risha smiled funny and had a green magic device shaped like a hourglass.

Soon the bleeding from the lip wound stopped and the pain subsided.

"... where do you remember that?

"Girls have a lot of things."

That's how Risha winks and starts walking towards me as she comes around. [M]

It's a routine move when you feel good.

"By the way, Rosie, what are you going to do now? Seems you didn't tell Celia, but you've already decided what to do, right?

Risha says as she walks backwards.

"When I say it when I'm excited, I think I'll definitely disagree. I'm going to shut up for a while."

And I twisted my neck and made Risha laugh.

"We use patchworkers, just like they used patchworkers seven years ago.”

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