Manual of the Monster in City

65 A Girl's Boudoir Exploration

"Another thing?" Several people walked back slowly from the corridor of the hospital.

    "Yeah." Xiao Shanshan said, "In fact, it's not that important, but I always feel that something is wrong. That's what I said before. When something like this happened, Zhuang Yan's mother was very anxious. , Also contacted Zhou Ming. She said that she always felt that her daughter was about to have an accident and hoped that Zhou Ming would help, but...Although Zhou Ming proposed a reconciliation matter and came to the hospital to visit her, she refused the reconciliation matter in a very cold manner. "

    "But such things are also common, right?" Edogawa said.

    That’s right, even though it’s extremely painful after a breakup like this, there are still many situations in which you are still unwilling to reconcile with your ex.

    Choose...

    This word rang loudly in Jia Qingming's mind. It was Miss Bai Ling and him mentioned... All of this was the choice of Zhuang Yan...

    "But I think...this is also one of the strange things about this incident. I just think so, so I didn't tell you about it at the time, because it was too gossip." Xiao Shanshan rarely showed a worried expression. .

    "It's really like gossip..." Jia Qingming said helplessly.

    Several people walked back in the corridor of the hospital.

    Their visit to the hospital this time can be said to have returned without success. In fact, the case of Zhuang Yan...Whether it is the Monster Incident Investigation Agency or the Shenting Middle School Student Union, the investigation and intervention work seems very lively, but In fact, the results were minimal, and they were basically just on the sidelines. It can even be said that it has always been without success, whether it is tracking action or investigation...

    At this moment, a middle-aged couple appeared at the end of the corridor, and they came head-on. They did not bring bouquets or fruit baskets like ordinary people visiting patients. The man carried several plastic bags filled with fruit, and the woman carried a stainless steel lunch box bucket. It seemed that they had just been bought, bright as new.

    "Hey! Good Uncle Zhuang, Good Auntie!" Xiao Shanshan immediately leaned forward and said. When the people behind saw this, they also stepped forward and called hello to uncle and aunt.

    Zhuang Yan’s father didn’t seem to know what they were doing. He looked at Zhuang Yan’s mother beside him. Before the aunt explained, Xiao Shanshan introduced herself very well and said: "Hello, uncle and aunt, I’m from the student union of Shenting Middle School. Long, these classmates came to visit Zhuang Yan with me."

    Several people exchanged greetings. Xiao Shanshan is very skilled in this aspect. Although she is unreliable and self-righteous, she is very popular in school because she is beautiful and lively and loves to laugh. I think this is a very cute girl.

    But more importantly, she is very popular in front of school teachers and parents.

    Probably because of this powerful ability to deal with elders.

    After a few greetings, Xiao Shanshan finally revealed the key points of "long-planning":

    "Uncles and aunts first go to see Zhuang Yan, if we talk, the food will be cold. But... I think there may be something hidden in this matter, so... I think... I would take the liberty to ask, Uncles and Aunts , Can we take a look at Zhuang Yan's room?"

    "Is this not so good?" Zhuang Yan's father frowned.

    Zhuang Yan's mother's eyes flickered, as if a little shaken, she lowered her head as if lost in thought. "Well, please wait a moment. Later, I will take you to see."

    Obviously Xiao Shanshan had already felt in the previous negotiations that only Zhuang Yan's mother was a breakthrough in this incident. Because Zhuang Yan's mother felt that this was not quite right from the beginning. Although many people thought it was because of mother's worry about her daughter, she still insisted on the faint feeling in her heart.

    So the next investigation can only rely on her help to track down.

    "Thank you uncle and aunt! Our student union will definitely do everything possible to help Zhuang Yan." Xiao Shanshan bowed deeply and exaggeratedly.

    So a few people waited boringly on the stairs for a while, Jia Qingming only listened to the sound of the camera clicking and clicking in the distant corner, and the whispering voice of a female voice with a sharper tone. It was obviously Yuan who had gathered. Wood's little nurse fan.

    Turning his head, he found that Yuan Mu-mutou was leaning slightly against the window at the end of the hospital corridor, and the afterglow of the setting sun was flowing from his cheek, as if the hero in the movie was cold and sad with a trace of warmth and sadness.

    "Hey, you guys don't pretend to be cool here!" Jia Qingming complained helplessly.

    "Huh?" His face was expressionless, or it should be blank.

    There was hurried footsteps from the other end of the corridor. It was Zhuang Yan's mother. This time she was the only one. It seemed that Zhuang Yan's father continued to stay to accompany her.

    "Let's go. I will show you...Zhuang Yan's room."

    ————

    Girl boudoir or something...

    Jia Qingming swears that he did not enter on purpose.

    Everything is forced by circumstances.

    Zhuang Yan’s family is considered to be a relatively wealthy family in Shenting County. They live in single-family residential buildings. After entering the house, you will see a spacious living room, a large widescreen LCD TV, and a gorgeous crystal chandelier hanging above the living room. In short, the decoration is very magnificent.

    And Zhuang Yan-senpai's boudoir... is also very cute pink.

    It's hard to imagine such a gentle and virtuous school sister having such a room, with a storage box with the image of a cute kitten in front of the dressing table.

    "Look everywhere first, I'll pour you some juice." Mother Zhuang Yan said eagerly.

    "Don't bother Auntie——" But at this point, Xiao Shanshan said that Zhuang Yan's mother had already gone to the kitchen to work, so she had to change the sentence into: "Thank you Auntie!"

    It's an ordinary girl's room, but the bed and the clothes hanging on the chair are a bit messy. There were some signs of damage to the door of the room, which was knocked open when she was found to have kept the door closed in the morning.

    Other than that, there seems to be nothing unusual.

    Jia Qingming walked to the mirror in front of the dressing table and looked at it, probably because of some subconscious behavior, as if the mirror in horror movies has always been a very...very spiritual element. However, the mirror in Zhuang Yan's room looked completely normal. He turned around and saw that he was also turning around in the mirror. No problem at all.

    "Hey, when is it, Senior Qingming, you are still stinky. You are obviously not handsome at all." Crit from Xiao Shanshan.

    "I'm just investigating..." Jia Qingming's voice weakened in the middle of speaking, because he knew that if he explained it, no one would believe it.

    So he had no choice but to open the small drawer on the dressing table to investigate.

    "Senior Qingming actually looked through the girl's little drawer!" Xiao Shanshan continued to make up the knife.

    But soon the style of painting became--

    "Eh? This lipstick?! Ahhhhhhhh! I want this! And this...wow, senior high school students are so good!" I searched in this small drawer as if I had found a treasure.

    Foundation case, lipstick, lipstick...

    In short, they are all cosmetic products for girls. In addition, there are some skin care products for smearing, and there is nothing particularly novel. Jia Qingming opened the bottom drawer, and something with a different style came into view.

    The contents in the previous drawers were full, but this drawer only contained one thing, a copper incense burner. It is a very simple style, but it is very small and portable, like a small box, composed of two upper and lower parts, with air holes on the surface. As long as the burning incense block is placed inside, the upper and lower parts are fastened together, it can be used as an incense burner to prevent the burning incense inside from igniting other things.

    Most of this design is for going out, of course, it may also be...for concealment, this small style is chosen.

    "this is……"

    Xiao Shanshan, who is immersed in the world of skin care products and cosmetics, did not realize Jia Qingming's amazing discovery. He took the small box-sized incense burner out of it and took it in his hand to observe it carefully.

    He opened this simple and small incense burner, and saw burn marks on the inner wall, obviously used, and a little bit of fine residue. He leaned forward and sniffed. It was a strange fragrance. The only thing Jia Qingming was sure of was that he hadn't smelled it before, but this simple judgment was too basic.

    His knowledge of incense comes from Miss Bai Ling. In addition to the normal styles, Bai Ling's incense collection also has some strangely powerful varieties, such as the soul and memory that have been wandering for too long. "Return to the Soul Night", so Jia Qingming has a lot of too mysterious impressions of incense.

    It's really hard to judge from this residue, right?

    "Is it an exhibit?" Edogawa suddenly leaned aside.

    "Right..." Jia Qingming said.

    But what the hell is this statement of evidence? Are they investigating a murder case? !

    Then Edogawa suddenly took out a plastic evidence bag from his pocket, opened the mouth of the bag, and then carefully poured the incense ash inside.

    "Where did you get this messy thing?!"

    "Ah, this. What I asked for Senior Sister Su Qiang, she has a lot of them, I want a few..."

    Su Qiang, who wants to be the sheriff’s daughter, will get a lot of these things...

    At this moment, Zhuang Yan's mother had already brought the juice, and several people took the glass and thanked each other before Jia Qingming took out the incense burner.

    "Excuse me... Does Auntie have any impression of this thing?"

    "Huh? I haven't seen anything like this."

    "Then, does Auntie know if Zhuang Yan has used something like this? For example... something like incense."

    "Well... because Zhuang Yan locks herself in her room when she is studying at night, so she is really not sure. But...but it seems that I did smell some scent recently."

    Zhuang Yan's mother took the incense burner and leaned to her nose to smell it. "Yes, that's the fragrance."

    "How many times? At what time?" Jia Qingming felt as if he had discovered something, and determined to keep asking.

    Zhuang Yan’s mother also seemed to be frightened by his urgent tone, and hurriedly recalled: "I can’t remember clearly, but a few times, I asked her father if she smelled that nice smell. . But because the smell is very weak and not a pungent smell, I didn’t pay much attention.”

    "That's it."

    This kind of thing is really easy to be ignored, and Jia Qingming had to give up.

"But I remember the last time," Zhuang Yan's mother said suddenly, "it seems to be... the day before yesterday. Wednesday night."