Thinking of the exorbitant cost, then of the High School Detective who had generously waived the commission fee, and then of the possibility that the spirit causing trouble might have been her former pen pal... Haruna Yuki sighed gloomily and could only convince herself to be a materialist: There were no ghosts in this world. And if there were, then someone had to be playing tricks.
She repeated those words two or three times before finally calming down. "Maybe someone snuck into this house—meaning, that figure we saw crossing the corridor just now was a burglar who broke in, and he was also the one who attacked this gentleman with the guqin."
Jiang Xia nodded thoughtfully. "It doesn't really feel likely, but to be safe, we should call the police first."
Curacao uneasily glanced at where she had hidden her gun. "..."
Since there had been no Murder Case this time, and they had used the Ogata Family's Landline Phone to call, only the local Beat Cops came.
The officers diligently inspected the area, discovered that there seemed to be no chance of a promotion, and returned rather regretfully. "Mr. Jiang Xia, we found no signs of an outsider breaking in. It rained heavily tonight, so everything outside is muddy, yet there are no muddy footprints in this house's corridor, nor are there any traces of a criminal passing through the courtyard."
"Also, this house has some anti-theft measures. Iron Barbed Fence has been installed along the top of the walls, making it difficult to enter over the courtyard wall." The beat cop pointed toward the backyard. "But there is a serious security risk—the back door to the yard was actually unlocked."
Jiang Xia said, "The back door?"
Mrs. Ogata let out a small cry, recalling something. "The lock