The abandoned house where the murder of Minami took place was an ordinary family house, probably good enough for four members of a family. And even if it did not have a second floor, by just looking at it from the outside, I could tell that it was spacious enough inside.
The place had a small patio in front of their house with various flowering plants planted on the ground – some of them were already dry down to their roots, but there were still a few that were barely blooming. Though it might not take long before they withered too because the whole ground was mostly covered with weeds and grass that were either as high as my knee or as low as my ankle.
My eyes moved from left to right, carefully scrutinizing the sight of the abandoned house in front of me. The paint of its walls o
