Chapter 24:

The room of editor B is very clean. Like any single man, a cloth sofa is placed in the center of the living room, and a table is placed on the coffee table, which contains the fruits of the last season. He smiled and said to me, "You have to eat it yourself."
I shook my head and refused his kindness.
Immediately afterwards, he took out the video disc and put up the video. He went to the sofa to sit down and invited me to sit down. The movie is an old-fashioned horror movie long ago, and the story ends with mental illness. B asked me how the movie was, and I answered him, "It's boring."
"Indeed," B replied, "It is something you write that will definitely be more wonderful than this."
"... Don't look at me so high." I replied.
"What about the two robin?" He raised the question abruptly.
I sighed and said, "One is dead. The other is short."
"Poor," he said with a smile.
That night, I stayed in the room with him and talked a lot, about movies, about college ... I didn't leave until dawn.
Then I got home and started working on the suspect. I scratched the label on the pill box and rushed into the sewer, then I disposed of all the monitoring equipment in the house. Then I smashed the receiver of the locator on my husband's body. I had to say that the movement caused by smashing this thing was a little big, but no one in the villa complained to me.
Then there is the record of the purchase of drug c. At first, I paid with my husband's account, and then let him send it directly to the hotel. I still have some drugs c on hand, and I think it might be useful.
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After processing the remaining medication, my husband's brother A called. He sounded very gentle. He asked me if I was free at night? My husband's parents want to have a reunion dinner with us.
What a weird request. I think.
I told him that my husband seemed to go out because of the movie. He didn't answer my phone call. He probably didn't have time to have a reunion dinner.
A's voice stopped for a few seconds, and he asked, "Do you know who he went out with?"
I answered him, "I don't know. He doesn't like that I interfere too much with him."
A said "Oh" and said, "That's it. It's okay, you can come alone."
I shrugged and hung up the phone. It seemed that I had to go. To be honest, in fact, I didn't have a good opinion of my husband's parents, they were too noisy.
Before going there, I slept, and then while I was sleeping, my doorbell was ringing.