Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

"Hahahaha, it's just serving tea and water, how could it be the student council president of Didan High School!"

Wanton laughter!

The two people in the room just now must have been shocked by their own elegance, which is the elegance of nobility, unparalleled elegance.

"But, that's the office of the student council president."

The clerk didn't understand, so he walked over to the vice president and asked in a low voice.

"This is a miscellaneous brand, and the one inside is organized."

The vice president makes an authoritative and official explanation.

Then, ignoring the student president who was still laughing, the vice president pulled the clerk away quietly.

......

Inside the student council president's office.

The public student rummaged through his backpack, selected one of the files, and took it out.

Handed it to Akiko Yonehara in front of him.

"Teacher, this is the Didan employment agreement after I have drafted it. Considering that the teacher worked in Didan School before, the salary will not be worse than before."

Yonehara Akiko didn't accept the document in front of her, but looked at Kosei in front of her.

"Master, this time, the teacher wants to entrust you with something."

Chapter 19. Worst case never gets worse

Snow mountain ski villa event?

The public student is aware of this incident, and at the same time, he has also learned about the suicide incident in the ballet room of Kubato Elementary School.

Slowly breathe a sigh of relief, change to a more natural sitting posture, put your hands together and make fists, and support your head that is heavy because of thinking.

"Okay, teacher can speak slowly."

At least, compared with the former teacher stepping into a crime, the public student hopes to go through a legal process.

Let the hands used to educate people and write blackboard newspapers not be stained.

Other reasons that can be found are Mo Lilan's admiration for Mr. Yonehara, and the fact that the other party has a temperament similar to that of Fei Yingli.

"Thank you, because before you were born, the teacher has visited more than a dozen detective agencies and agencies, and when he learned that the question was about Mr. Kuwato, he refused."

"Until today, the teacher didn't dare to look for you until he knew that you had participated in a legal case."

With lowered brows, the teacher who was enthusiastic on the podium ten years ago has been worn away.

Yonehara slowly took out a photo from his pocket, it was a photo of a girl with two ponytails, and put it on the coffee table.

However, he still dared not speak.

His teeth clenched his lips, his expression full of pain.

"Minako Mochizuki, a third grader at Kubado Elementary School, hanged herself three years ago and died at the school's ballet club."

Before Akiko Yonehara could speak, Kosei directly revealed the girl's identity.

Searching on the neon search engine, although a lot of information is covered up, the search is still three years ago.

However, there are traces to follow.

The public student turned the computer around, and the photo of the girl with the same appearance as the photo appeared on the inquiry report.

Seeing the reports on the public student computer, especially the suicide report, Mr. Yonehara in front of him clenched his hands, and his intellectual face, which was hidden under his eyes, showed a ferocious look.

"It's not suicide, Mochizuki Minako, it's because I didn't protect properly, and my teacher didn't pay attention to it, so I was killed by other teachers!"

Unable to keep silent any longer, he stood up and shouted at the gentleman in front of him.

However, such a cry is so powerless.

"But what can I do? My student died for three years, but I can't change anything, not even the ability to find out the truth."

The whole body is exhausted, and I go back to the sofa.

Holding his head helplessly, his fingers scratched at his hair, pinching into his scalp.

As long as Akiko Yonehara recalled this incident, the corners of her clothes would feel pulled, and a little girl was chasing after her.

Looking at myself with expectant eyes...

And Mr. Yonehara couldn't repay the expectations of the deceased at all.

Taking everything into his eyes, Kosei also knew that this incident was a career-destroying mental blow to Mr. Yonehara.

You know, from the age of 20 to 30, none of the female teachers in front of me was married.

Take one class after another.

And Gongsheng still owes the other party a huge favor.

"Teacher, please entrust this matter to me."

Three years later.