HIBARA AFTER MY MOTHER insisted I stay in our residence, I spent my three days of recovery in the library. Since Cara turned my apartment into a ‘Detective Agency’ of some sort, it was actually good staying back here. The only thing I didn’t like was, of course, interacting with my dearest father. I finished quite a lot of mystery books and now, I’m skimming through Dad’s old case files. His recent case files are in his study while the old ones are stacked here in the library which I, sometimes, take a look at for studies. An incident from the year before I was born piqued my interest. I smirked as I read the words written in red ink above the title of the case: Unsolved. “So, you have an unsolved case fifteen years ago, huh?” I grabbed the white folder and sat on the well-lit, giant egg chair in the middle of the round room of books. 【Pre-School Teacher Murder Case】 Several photographs were within the folder. I checked mostly those that are focused on how the victim was found.
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