Chapter 39 Section VI

"Miss Sae Yamamoto?" The man with a rough voice has a face and beard resembling Mario. Beside him is a young, tall and thin man who looks like a burdock. The two are like a combination of one tall and one short in a manga , while the landlord stood respectfully aside. "I'm not here—" Burdock detective closed the door and said, "I'm really not at home." "There are shoes." Detective Mario replied briefly. "Look—" After speaking, he compared the shoes in the entrance with his chin. "Of course there will be, girls, and there should be no one in the world who only has one pair of shoes."

"What are you talking about, I only wear this pair." Mario stepped on the floor of the room wearing faded leather shoes. "Miss Yamamoto, are you at home? Please come out." After speaking, he went to the bathroom to check. "How is it? Did you hide in it?" "No, no." As soon as Mario finished answering, he walked quickly to the living room. He was such a frizzy guy. "Sure enough, it's still not here." "No." Mario shook his head. "Come and feel it too, the TV is warm." "Let me tell you," Burdock replied with a sigh: "It's fine if it's hot coffee, but the TV has temperature..."

"Stop talking!" Mario yelled, and forcefully opened the Japanese room door, followed by the sound of opening the closet and pulling out the quilt. "How is it? Is anyone there?" Burdock standing in the living room asked. "No." Mario shouted, "Damn it! Where are you? Get out!" "You're so rude." "Hey, can you hear me!" Burdock murmured that it was terrible, then walked away quietly, and then walked back quickly and loudly on purpose.Mario went back to the living room and asked him what he was doing in such a panic, but he suddenly answered in a shrewd and capable voice that the toilet door was locked, so after listening to the report, Mario rushed to the toilet like a wild boar.

"Come... lend me that kitchen knife—" Burdock approached slowly, whispered to me who was hiding under the dining table, and then stretched out her gloved hand in front of me. "hurry up." ah?I was stunned at the incomprehensible development.What is this policeman talking about?His whole body was filled with tremors beyond tension, and the roots of his teeth began to clenched. "Don't worry, I'm your helper." Burdock continued to whisper, and then met my eyes, very strong and powerful. "hurry up." As if I had been enchanted, I handed the kitchen knife to Burdock, and he immediately stood up after taking it, and disappeared in the direction of the toilet with a speed as fast as the wind.

"Uh——" I heard a voice that I didn't have time to make, and I also heard the sound of someone falling to the ground. "It's time to come out, Sae, one of the obstructers has been eliminated." Burdock walked over, red liquid dripping from his feet. "And then, the second one—" There was a whoosh, the sound of a knife cutting through the air. "Ah—" I heard the voice that was too late to make it again, and of course, there was the sound of someone falling to the ground. "Look, the second coagulator has also been eliminated. Both the detective and the landlord are no match for the kitchen knife." The feet of the detective Burtt stood in front of me. "How about it, soon?"

My face was covered with sweat, and I stuck my head out tremblingly. "Please give me some advice—" He greeted and knelt down on one foot. "Don't remember that my appearance is better." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to me. I held him in my sweaty hand and he gently led me out from under the table.I tried to stand up, but couldn't do it, just shivered, collapsed, and sweated. "I'm really nervous." Burdock looked down at me: "No wonder, no one wants to be arrested, it's scary, right? It's okay, um, although it's only temporary." Then he touched me Sweaty head.

"...Who?" I only said this one word, and I couldn't say anything else. "What do you think?" I didn't answer, and couldn't answer. "In this world, there are many things that are meaningless even if you know them." Burdock said jokingly: "Isn't there a common saying: 'Knowing the theory of relativity is worse than knowing the specials in the supermarket'." "Who are you?" Sorry, I didn't know that common saying. "The important thing is that you should take a shower first, and you, your shirt is soaked in sweat. You don't seem to notice it at all. I'd better remind you."

"Tell me - who are you?" I turned my neck and tried to observe the Burdock detective, but unfortunately my vision was too blurred to see clearly. "Who am I, you don't need to worry about such trivial matters." Burdock took off his gloves and covered my face with his hands, covering his sight. "Okay, time to stand up." "Why—" I pushed his hand away and tried to stand up straight. The carpet I was sitting on just now was soaked with sweat. "Why help me?" "Come on, live well." "Why help me?" "Sorry, I can't answer any questions." Burdock lowered his eyes gently, and patted my head again. "All I can do is to give you time to take a shower, change your clothes, and then escape here, that's all. This is... the task I was given this time, no, there should be two more. "