Detective: I am Miwako Sato’s informant

"Twitter ......"

Strange sounds.

I can't tell what it is, but if I had to say it, it would be the sound of a bird.

Shiho Miyano slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a white expanse of sunlight, which made her can't help but stretch out her hand to block it.

After getting used to it.

She found herself in a strange room, and the cry was made by a bird outside the window, and it was already bright outside, and it was no longer the heavy rain of yesterday night.

As soon as she remembered yesterday night, her expression changed suddenly.

But in the next second, she returned to normal, as a very smart girl, and when she thought of the situation she was in, she understood that she must have been saved.

"Click!"

The door was opened, and Akemi Miyano walked in and saw the little girl sitting up on the bed~, happy:

"You're awake, it's-great. "

"You ......"

Miyano Shiho looked at this familiar face, his eyes widened instantly, and he only felt that his head was blank for a while, and his thoughts were all suspended.

Akemi Miyano didn't understand what was wrong with the child, smiled softly, sat on the edge of the bed, and touched her forehead.

To be honest, when she saw Bai Shixiu pick up this little girl back yesterday night, she was also startled, because the appearance of this little girl in front of her and her sister when she was a child can be said to be exactly the same, which made her like it at that time, and took the initiative to take care of her next task.

"Okay, the fever has subsided. "

"Thanks... Thank you ......."

Shiho Miyano made a hoarse voice, knowing that it couldn't be her sister in front of her.

Although Gin showed her the photo at that time, she still didn't believe it when she didn't see her sister's body, and she still had a glimmer of hope, but Gin came over with a newspaper in the afternoon, and it was reported that her sister was dead, and only one head remained.

At that time, she was desperate, and took the APTX4860 when it was dark, but she didn't expect it to become smaller unexpectedly.

So now she can be sure that what she is looking at should not be her sister, but a woman who looks a lot like her sister.

As for why she appeared downstairs at night, it was because Akemi Miyano had told her that she had been discovered by Osamu Shiraishi.

So I hope that if I escape in the future, I can go to him for help.

Akemi Miyano smiled softly, and asked again, "Little sister, what's your name?" "

"Oh, little mourning. What a nice name. Akemi Miyano subconsciously rubbed her sister's head, which was very similar to a girl's when she was a child. Big sister... What's your name?"

"Me!"

Akemi Miyano smiled softly, hesitated for a moment and said:

"At first, I was called Masami Hirota, but now I use my own name. It's called Akemi Miyano. "

The little wailing mouth has opened wide, and I don't know what kind of mood to use to describe myself at this moment, it is really a joyful mood that is about to cry, the kind that I can't wait for the whole person to fly in place.

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Outside.

in the living room.

Miwako Sato looked at the breakfast on the table, and gently stroked the engagement ring that Osamu Shiraishi gave herself, while also glancing at the man opposite from time to time.

Kimie Shimabukuro was still cooking the last dish, and she didn't notice the strong smell of gunpowder at the table here.

Long......

Miwako Sato said very gently: "Xiu, I feel that there are enough people in the family. It's nothing to bring back an adult girl, but now you don't even let go of a little girl, you make it difficult for me!"

She also spread her hands and made a helpless expression, but her eyes were a little chilling.

Shiraishi Xiu smiled and said, "Miwako, don't think too much, it's not what you think." That little girl is Akemi's younger sister, and you'll understand when they come out anyway. "

"Yes......"

Miwako Sato looked at Osamu Shiraishi's sworn appearance and decided to believe him once.

But no matter how bad he is and how much he is a jerk, she thinks that the other party should not have any thoughts about the little girl, otherwise she will definitely teach him how to behave.

Shiraishi Xiu was thinking about something else.

The magnetic sheet he took from Professor Hirota, he also opened it and looked at it, and also entered the clue.

But what made him depressed and almost vomited blood was that there was a second clue, a second input answer.

About two days later, a memorial service in the cup to the cup, a memorial service at the cup to the hotel, there is still a USB flash drive in the old sake store, and there will be clues in it.

Bai Shixiu was speechless, this was obviously a nesting doll, but he also decided to go on the evening two days later to see what the situation was.

..................

Soon......

Akemi Miyano and Xiao Ai walked out, their eyes were red, and it seemed that they were crying in the room.

Xiao Ai looked at Bai Shixiu, this man who was originally a little annoying, when he learned the truth, he instantly felt that every part of the other party's body was good-looking, and every place was not annoying.

I wanted to say some words of thanks, but when she saw that there were two other women here, she closed them all, and instead nodded politely to everyone, making a good baby.

Miwako Sato was curious: "Akemi, Shu said that she is your sister, is it true?"

"Hmm. Akemi Miyano nodded vigorously and looked at Xiao Ai with a gentle face: "She is my sister, a real sister." "

Looking at Akemi Miyano's very serious expression, Miwako Sato didn't say anything more.

Although she knew that the origin of these two people was a little mysterious, since it was someone brought by Shiraishi Xiu, she still chose to believe each other.

With Kimie Shimabukuro's last dish on the table, they started their breakfast for the day.

In fact, Xiao Wai has always had a doubt in her heart, that is, how did her sister escape, or how to make people believe that she was really dead.

And who is the woman who died... Mountain..._

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