Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"I give it to you. Please take it back to your country when you leave."

"And...thank you."

"Goodbye."

Since then, Mori Yuesha never saw Miss Taiya again.

Later, the police came to the door.

…………

Bang bang bang!

Bang!

"anyone there?"

The shout reached my ears.

Mori Yuesa looked up. From here she could walk through the garden and vaguely see the main entrance of the museum.

Three men in black clothes were standing at the main entrance with grim looks on their faces. They looked around and carefully put their ears to the door to listen carefully to the movements inside.

"Open the door!"

"police!"

Bang bang bang!

Bang on the door very hard.

Mori Yuesa put down her paintbrush and ran out holding her skirt.

"Terrence!"

The girl happened to meet the curator who had just come down from the second floor.

"There's a knock on the door."

"Yes, yes, I heard it, I'm not deaf."

Bang bang bang!

"Open the door!!"

Terrence glared, his old voice filled with annoyance: "You have to wait for someone to come over, right? This is a museum, gentlemen!"

The shouting caused silence at the door.

"Really... Ever since the war, strange people have been coming to my house every day... Fortunately, my heart is still healthy..."

Wearing a black half-high round hat, Terrence strode to the door and unlocked it.

"We are closed today, you——"

A black certificate was almost pressed against the old man's face.

"police."

Mori Yuesha leaned on the silver knight's armor with her hands behind her back, and her fingers fiddled with the small iron pieces at the bottom of the armor, making a rustling sound.

"police…"

"police!"

Three people rushed forward, the leader restrained Terrence, and the remaining two people covered their waists and began to look around the situation in the hall - and soon saw Mori Yuesha who was watching the fun idly.

"I'm the curator, I'm the curator of this museum!" Terrence waved his arms, trying to strengthen his persuasiveness: "You can't just barge in like this!"

"In fact, we can." The leading policeman had a long nose with a big lump on the tip, brown skin, and thick black eyebrows.

When the man looked at Terrence and Mori Yuesha, there was an air of condescendingness and prey like an eagle.

He is observing.

"name?"

"Terrence."

"What about you?"

"Mori Tsukisa."

After the sheriff put away his ID, he took out a piece of paper from his waist and held it up front so that the old man and the child could see it clearly.

"Have you seen this person?"

Terrence and Mori Yuesha were both confused.

"Her name is Taiya. We found her body yesterday on the Fourth Khanmuto Street."

Mori Yuesa shrugged, and under the vigilant gazes of the two sheriff's deputies, she reached towards her waist with great fanfare and took out a small, tightly wrapped piece of candy.

A small yellow flower was printed on the ivory cover.

Tear it open and put it in your mouth.

The girl puffed up her cheeks and said softly, "Corpse? What does this have to do with us?"

Years of police career have given the sheriff rich experience. He seemed to be sure of something. His chest heaved greatly. He exhaled, folded the paper in his hand, and put it back into his waist bag.

"Because the cause of death of the deceased has not been determined, so..." The light brown-skinned sheriff did not look very happy. He stared at Terrence for a while and found that the elderly curator, apart from being concerned about his lush beard, did not seem particularly nervous and his eyes were fixed on him.

Then, he shifted his gaze towards Mori Yuesa—and looked away after two seconds.

This is a noble lady, an underage noble lady, there is no need to waste time on her.

The sheriff brushed his cuffs and patted the holster on his waist as if in a protest, making a vibration sound like leather and metal.

"According to our investigation, Taiya often visited your museum before his death?"

Terrence subconsciously looked at Mori Yuesha.

He knew that Evelin and Mori Yuesha had always been in charge of the big bookshelf. He was too old, and not as smart as the two girls, nor did he have a good memory. He had never expected that something like this would involve Little Forest.

Mori Yuesha put her hands behind her back, and the silver knight's armor rustled.

"Yes."

Mori Yuesha nodded generously.

"Yes, Eve and I are usually responsible for book-related matters."

"Eve?"

The sheriff's thick eyebrows gathered together. "Where is she?"

Mori Yuesa shrugged and shook her skirt a few times: "Going shopping, Mr. Sheriff."

The sheriff's big nose twitched a few times, and the musty smell penetrated his nostrils, making him sneeze.

"Pah, your place is full of... damn, what a smell."

Terrence stroked his beard, with a look of disdain, "You are uneducated," and said, "That is the breath of history."

"I'm not kidding you, old man." The sheriff frowned, "Mr. Sheikh suspects that the deceased was robbed before his death. Do you know what that means?"

Mori Yuesha tapped the tip of her small leather shoes, making a crisp "tapping" sound: "Sheikh... sir, who is it?"

The sheriff turned around: "The deceased's husband."

Oh…

Mori Yuesha raised her head, her face calm as she thought about it, then she nodded her chin: "So, suspicion? Are there any injuries on the body?"

The big-nosed sheriff stared at Mori Yuesha with a bad look on his face.

"Ms. Taiya was a very gentle lady, even though I only spoke a few words to her..." With a sad expression, Mori Yuesha said, "If possible, I would like to see Ms. Taiya's body."

The brown-skinned sheriff's frown relaxed a little: "It was burned. All we found was a charred corpse. We dealt with it this morning."

That's it.

Mori Yuesha didn't ask what "disposal" meant. In this country ruled by religion, the status of women was already low. And the body of a woman of a well-known rich man was casually "disposal"ed. Just thinking about it, you can know how many stories are stuffed in it.

The sheriff took two quick steps, walked around Terrence who was trying to stop him, and stood in front of Mori Yuesha.

The girl tilted her head back, and her big cute eyes could only see the man's chin.

"Tell me specifically, when she came here and when she left, and what books she read."

When she asked, Evelyn happened to come in with her brother, carrying a lot of bags. The two were probably talking about something interesting, Jonathan was making faces beside his sister, while Evelyn was laughing so hard that her body was shaking.

This was the scene the three policemen turned around with wooden faces.

When he saw the police, Jonathan subconsciously straightened his back, put his palms tightly on his trouser line and straightened his body.

Standing tall like a soldier meeting his superior.

Evelyn ignored her brother. She put down the bag in her hand, looked at the sheriff in confusion, and then looked at Terrence who was winking.

"Excuse me……?"

So the steps were repeated again.

Take the ID, look at the photo of the deceased, and ask the same questions.

Evelin couldn’t quite remember, but Mori Yuesha had always been in charge of reception—this girl seemed to enjoy communicating with people, sitting on the small sofa at the door and quietly looking at each person who came to read.

I usually immerse myself in various documents and historical records, trying to find some possibilities between the lines.

Therefore, it is inevitable that some things will be overlooked.

The sheriff followed Evelyn's gaze and refocused his attention on Mori Yuesha.

"Oh, it's true that Evelyn is not responsible for this part. I can tell you about Taiya."

When Taya was mentioned, Evelin suddenly realized something and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Mori Yuesha.

"Ms. Taiya started coming to the library a week ago. Basically, she would wait at the door before the library opened. Sometimes she would bring two breads and a small jar of sugar or honey. Last time, I ate the sweet sauce chicken nuggets she made by herself. It was delicious..."

The sheriff, who was of a certain age, did not want to listen to Mori Yuesha talking about what she had eaten, but he saw the girl staring at him with wet eyes, and while talking, she put her index finger on the corner of her mouth...

Well, if that's not much, hear her out.

"I came before the museum opened and left after it closed. As for the time, that's it. It lasted for a week until you and your colleagues arrived... which is today."

Mori Yuesa touched the tip of her lips, pushed her upper lip along the raised curve with her fingers, and rolled her eyes.

"As for reading, most of them are geography books."

"geography?"

The sheriff's thick dark eyebrows knitted together again.

“Are you sure it’s geography?”

"That's right." Mori Yuesha nodded affirmatively, started moving, and led the group towards the library.

"Come and have a look, Mr. Sheriff. I think you need these 'evidences', right?" Mori Yuesa took out the key and opened the thick wooden door of the dome with a 'click' sound.

A faint musty smell accompanied the extremely quiet space. The sunlight shone down from the round glass windows, and dust particles floated in the light.

This is an ordinary library, except that some of the books inside are a bit valuable and a bit old. Tall bookshelves are neatly stacked around it.

"Geography...Geography..."

Mori Yuesha pulled out the book from the lowest part of the second shelf: "I didn't put it back when I finished reading it last time. I thought Miss Taiya would continue to read it today."

The sheriff took the book with a thoughtful look: "We need to search it."

"Oh." Mori Yuesha nodded, not quite understanding. Director Terrence huddled aside, looking very innocent, just like Jonathan every time he was caught by Mori Yuesha after stealing.

Crackle, clackle, clackle.

In the quiet space, there are only the sounds of breathing and the friction between pages when turning.

At least half an hour passed before the sheriff closed the thick book, and several of his men returned from other parts of the museum.

They shook their heads obliquely at the sheriff.

"Mr. Terrence, and this...Miss."

Mori Yuesa was staring at a bookshelf in a daze when the sheriff's gloomy voice suddenly interrupted her.

"what?"

"I want to ask if Taiya has ever given you... anything."