Archimedes kills with a knife (Part 2)

Chapter Four: Young Children Have No Heart

"What do you think?"

　　After hearing Nomura's report with a look of disinterest, the search section chief looked at Nomura and asked Otsuka. The day is the morning of Monday, November 6th.

　　"I always feel wrong." Nomura held his forehead and answered what he had asked.

　　"What's wrong?" The head of the class asked slowly, and Nomura just held his forehead and did not answer the call.

　　"It's nothing, isn't it?" While saving face for Nomura, Otsuka said impatiently, "Kamai has enough time to leave Yanagi's house, and he is just hiding by himself, and there is no crime, all this is just a frequent affair, we don't need to get involved too deeply." ”

　　"If only that were the case." Nomura was talking to himself if no one was around. "But I just don't think something is right."

　　"Then you can talk about it, what is wrong?" Otsuka's voice unconsciously raised.

　　"Liu Sheng, he wasn't there at that time, it's just that something is wrong."

　　"You mean Longbao?" He went on a fall tour. Since he was not on the scene, of course it had nothing to do with him. This is originally a matter of Mishako and Kamai, aren't the Ryuho people the same everywhere? ”

　　"Theoretically, yes, but I just don't think it's right."

　　Otsuka ignored Nomura, and the head of the section remained silent without hesitation, but signaled with his eyes that the two could back down and pick up the documents for review.

　　Nomura returned to his seat, yawned recklessly, and closed his eyes.

　　Miyuki's death, Takaho's poisoning, and Kamei's disappearance are not known to be related. If there is a connection, then Longbao must be directly related to these things. However, even if there is only an indirect relationship, if three consecutive incidents occur around a person, with the intuition of the police, they will definitely suspect that this person holds some key, is this not the common sense of handling the case?

　　Nomura thought, and couldn't help but nod his head, looking at Otsuka's eyes, thinking that Nomura was dozing off and smiling bitterly. Ignoring Otsuka's reaction, Nomura continued to think for himself.

　　It is reported that on the day of Miyuki's conception, although Takaho said that he had arrived at Suma, no one could confirm that Miyuki was dead. In the second incident, Long Bao himself was the victim, but according to his strong personality, he did not want to find the murderer of the poison, which is quite incomprehensible. He was almost killed, as far as common sense is concerned, he should definitely not spare the murderer, but Long Bao did not react at all, why is this?

　　There is a third event. Is Kamai just a simple disappearance? Takaho did not have a good feeling for Kamei, and his attitude from the day before yesterday was clear at a glance. Kamei is the object of his sister's friendship, and Takaho hates him for granted. In this way, it is unreasonable to think that Takaho has nothing to do with Kamei's disappearance. The first incident, Nakayuki, died, and the second was Takaho's poisoning, so what about Kamei, the third?

　　"Are Officer Nomura and Officer Nomura here?" The policewoman in charge of the reception shouted in an indifferent voice. Nomura looked back and answered loudly.

　　"There is a wife named Kumiko Kamei looking for you."

　　"Kamei? Kumiko? Nomura and Otsuka looked at each other. I wanted to know that it was probably Kamei's wife, but no one summoned her, and she didn't have to come to the police station.

　　"It's a little strange, I don't know what to do, but it's just weird..."

　　Kumiko suddenly cried out hysterically, and Nomura struggled to calm her down. Nomura can certainly understand the pain of her husband's disappearance, but Kumiko is also too out of control. She held Xiaosheng in one hand, and even Xiaosheng was scared to tears by her.

　　Nomura grabbed Kumiko's shoulders and led her to another room. After all, if you make her cry in the office, the scene is even more difficult to clean up.

　　"I've been following her since this morning..."

　　"That's the way it is." Nomura nodded along with her words. He knew that the only way to calm the other person was this method.

　　"As a result, the woman..."

　　"Wait, who do you say you're following?"

　　"Who else?" Of course, it is the generations of Liu Sheng. ”

　　"Yes, yes, of course, of course..." Nomura reluctantly agreed.

　　"You sit down first, and I'll listen to you slowly." By the way, why did you follow Liu Sheng for generations? ”

　　Kumiko collapsed in her chair and finally regained her composure and began to speak normally.

　　After pressing Oishi and asking about Mishako, Kumiko was suddenly flustered and couldn't help but run to Yanagi's house early in the morning.

　　Although people arrived at the door of Liu Sheng's house, they did not have the courage to enter the door, so they had to hide in the shadows and watch the changes. Not long after, the two brothers and sisters went out, thinking that they were going to work to keep up with school, Kumiko wanted to catch Mishako and scold her in front of her, but because there were two people on the other side, Kumiko was a little timid. However, when she thought that there were only a few generations left in the Yanagi family, Kumiko was more courageous. Although she is a mother, she cannot be said to be completely irresponsible, and just when Kumiko wants to go in and theorize with the generations in person, the generations pull the shopping cart and push the door out. Generations looked around, their expressions full of uneasiness.

　　"That's why I wanted to follow her." Kumiko sighed heavily at this point.

　　"Unexpectedly, the woman bought something strange."

　　"Strange stuff? What to say? ”

　　"She bought a lot of cement, and she bought small packages for families. She first bought two packs at a store, then three packs at the supermarket, then at a far-flung hardware store, where she piled all the cement in a hand-pulled cart that looked quite heavy, and finally she bought some vegetables and put them on the cement as if to cover something. ”

　　Nomura's eyes lit up, and his vision turned to Otsuka, who had already stood up.

　　"Mrs. Kamei," Nomura said in a sharp tone, "generations are at home now, right?" ”

　　"After I saw her enter the house, I immediately came here. Mr. Oishi mentioned you, that's why I came to you..."

　　"Let's go, it's not good..." Nomura avoided revealing an ominous premonition from his mouth, but Kumiko was sensitive to Nomura's thoughts.

　　"I think the same way, and the more I think about it, the more I feel terrible..." Kumiko said, holding Xiaosheng, gasping for breath in vulnerability.

　　In less than five minutes, the car came to the front of Yanagi's house, the door was not locked, Nomura did not ring the bell and directly pushed the door in, unexpectedly several generations stood behind the door to block them.

　　"What's the matter?" Although the faces of the generations were a little pale, they did not see the color of wavering.

　　"There are some things I would like to ask you, this is Mrs. Kamei." Nomura didn't have any aggressive looks. Generations looked at Kumiko coldly for a few moments before inviting them into the house.

　　When passing through the entrance, Nomura quickly scanned the kitchen, he saw that the hand puller was full of things, so he thought that yesterday's hand pull cart was not light, although there were turnips on the top, but the bottom should be cement. So when Nomura kindly wanted to help take it, generations would be so panicked and refused. According to the weight, there are about twenty bags, where have they been used for generations?

　　"Mrs. Yanagi," nomura asked immediately after sitting down in the room leading to the attic staircase, "You bought cement, didn't you?" ”

　　"Yeah, so what?" Generations were unmoved, and did not seem to care at all about the fact that the deeds were revealed. Nomura thought she was probably out of the way.

　　"You seem to have bought quite a bit."

　　"How much to buy is my family's business."

　　"Don't you save money and trouble by asking the store to send you a big bag at a time?"

　　"For family use, I can mix the sand without myself, which is more convenient."

　　"Is that really all there is to it? Or is it inconvenient for you to ask the store to send it to you, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, so you go to small shops everywhere to buy..."

　　"Think what you like."

　　Generations of people no longer had a calm attitude and began to speak in a defiant tone. Nomura, on the other hand, slowly attacked his heart without hesitation.

　　"What do you buy cement for?"

　　"Repair the toilet and bathroom."

　　"Do you need to use that much?"

　　"I only bought a little bit yesterday and the day before yesterday, and not much."

　　"Is it?" Nomura does not argue with generations, after all, the debate is useless, the crux of the problem is not the amount of the amount, but the purpose of use.

　　"Can I see where you tinkered?"

　　"Poop, please." Generations of noodles have not changed color, so that Nomura does not dare to search wildly, anyway, it is not difficult to imagine that she should use a pack or two of cement to repair the kitchen and bathroom.

　　"Mom!" The sound of the sliding door was heard in the hallway, and there was a cry of doubt from Long Bao.

　　"Long Bao." Generations of attitudes have wavered slightly.

　　"Already out of school?" Isn't it just noon? Nomura looked at Takaho, who was standing still, and smiled.

　　"Why did you come back so early the day before yesterday and today?" Is there anything urgent? ”

　　"Want you to be nosy?" Takaho didn't look too far away, but Nomura didn't ignore the slight twitching of his cheek muscles. Start the battle plan. Nomura was about to speak when Kumiko grabbed Kosei's hand and stopped:

　　"Xiao Li, you can't do this, it's not clean." Xiao Sheng was licking the hand that had just touched the tatami.

　　"You see, so much sand..." Kumiko wiped Xiaosheng's hand with a handkerchief, and suddenly looked at it and shouted:

　　"Mr. Policeman, you see, cement, cement everywhere..."

　　Nomura and several generations simultaneously uttered "Ah! "A loud bang.

　　Before Nomura could give the order, Otsuka was ready to turn over the tatami mats. Depending on the situation, there is no need to worry about it anymore. When I turned over the tatami mat, I saw that the nails on the floor were pulled up and the wood was lined up haphazardly. Obviously, this has only recently been demolished.

　　Nomura quickly turned around, intending to block the retreat of several generations and Takaho, but there was no need for this. For generations, Takaho stood unconcernedly on the spot, watching Otsuka flip open the floor as if he didn't care about himself.

　　Remove the planks from the floor, and there is a strange smell. Otsuka covered his nose to see what was going on, then turned back to Nomura and nodded.

　　"Everybody go to the next room." Nomura hoarsely ordered everyone. This was a measure taken not to destroy the integrity of the scene, and less than a minute later, Nomura realized that it was a failure.

　　"You're not human!" Kumiko pounced on the generations and let out a beastly roar.

　　"You actually... You actually..." The generations who were caught in the throat pushed Kumiko away without hurrying, and Kumiko did not stand still, losing her center of gravity and falling backwards.

　　"What are you doing now?" Why don't you use this brute force to tie up your husband? In this way, Mishako will not be so painful. You and Misako are all fools. ”

　　Generations of voices were as cold as ice, and Nomura, who wanted to go to stop it, couldn't help but raise a chill from his back. And Kumiko only stared at it for a few generations, unable to speak for a long time.

　　"Ha, ha, ha! It's so funny. Takaho smiled wildly and stared at Kumiko's bare thighs with extremely exaggerated movements. Xiao Sheng clenched his small fist and kept pounding Long Bao's stomach. Even such a young child knows that his mother has been humiliated. Long Bao snorted coldly and pushed Xiao Sheng away without mercy. Xiao Sheng was pushed into the corner, and even forgot to cry, but just tilted his face in fear.

　　"It was boring! It's all boring to the extreme. Takaho said dismissively, turning around and leaving, Nomura hurriedly stopped him.

　　"Want to run?"

　　"Run? Me? Takaho looked at Nomura unexpectedly.

　　"Why should I run? Anyway, you all think it was my mom who killed the killer, don't you? Then I shielded my mother, is it not a great filial piety, why should I run? I didn't have to run at all. ”

　　"Stop, Longbao."

　　Generations interrupted him, turned and said:

　　"It's all done by me, it's all mine, and it has nothing to do with Lombo."

　　"It's useless, Mom. Do you think the police will reason with you? You're only going to be ridiculed for doing so. Then again, Mr. Criminal Police, why hasn't the police car come yet? Please hurry up and deal with this woman and the child, don't let them get in my eyes here. ”

2

　　Removing Kamai's body is a big deal. A hole the size of a coffin was dug under the floor, two meters long, fifty centimeters wide and forty centimeters deep, and the corpse was dressed and lying face down. The cement appeared to have been poured down from the corpse, and the back was almost covered with cement except for a few protrusions that were not buried. It is only the part of the face and abdomen that meet the bottom of the hole, and the cement cannot fully penetrate, so it produces corruption, and the smell of corpses emanates from these places.

　　The body was immediately sent for autopsy.

　　The attitude of the generations of people who remained in the Middle East Police Station in Fengdong can only be described in two wonderful words. Almost without waiting for Nomura to ask questions, she had already put it all out on her own.

　　"Leaving Arita Hospital, I was about to enter the house when I happened to bump into Kamei at the door. I wanted to ask him about Mishako before, so I thought I had a rare opportunity, so I invited him to the living room to talk.

　　If I could, I would like Kamei to break up with Misako and not to get entangled with each other anymore, as if nothing had happened, Kamai returned to his wife, and Misako found a good partner and was getting married regularly. I almost asked to say this to Kamai.

　　Kamei didn't know whether it was provocation or looking away, he smiled lightly and said that he thought the same thing, but Mishako was stubbornly entangled, and he couldn't help it. I couldn't care less about shame or shame, so I pulled Kamai and cried and begged him.

　　However, Kamei ignored my request and pushed me away to go out, I looked at his back, intuitively felt that he was like a devil, and I didn't know what happened after that.

　　By the time I came back, Kamai was already lying on the floor, his neck wrapped around his clothes-drying nylon rope, and my hands were still pulling on both ends of the rope.

　　I began to panic, and my biggest fear was that Misako was about to return. However, in the face of extraordinary circumstances, even women can be in a hurry. I removed the tatami mat, lifted the wood on the floor, and pushed Kamai in. Digging the ground was a few days later, when I didn't have time at all.

　　I restored the planks and tatami to their original state, who knows the tatami is not flat. So I reluctantly pressed the tatami and laid a bed of misha on it, which really took me a lot of effort.

　　Mishako didn't see Kamei, and looked at me like I was okay, probably relieved, and soon fell asleep on the bed I had made.

　　I don't regret killing Kamai at all, I didn't regret it at the beginning, and I don't now. This is his due retribution. But the next day, after Misako went to work, it wasn't that simple. I had to dispose of the body quickly, because it was already cold, and in two or three days it would start to stink, and then it would be impossible to hide the sand.

　　And Long Bao went on an autumn tour and will be back in three days, I don't want Long Bao to know. Long Bao was still a child, he couldn't understand my mother's mood, and if he knew that I had killed someone, he must be both surprised and sad, and I didn't dare to procrastinate any longer when I thought of this.

　　I'm an insurance company clerk and I usually have free hours at work. I called the branch for three days off, locked the doors and windows, and started digging the floor. The corpse's eyes stared at me with hatred, but I didn't care at all. Because if there is any resentment, the person who hates it should be me, not Kamei.

　　Digging a hole in the ground almost didn't tear down my old bone. Because the place is not large, it is not possible to move freely. Fortunately, the soil was still quite soft, so I dug it up and put the body in it that day. Who knew that I had only found out that I hadn't dug deep enough, and if I had buried him in just this way, it would have been difficult to ensure that the stench wouldn't have emanated. But then again, my woman's family really didn't have the strength to move the body out and dig the hole a little deeper.

　　At that time, I had a chance to think of the report of the cement murder. As long as I use cement, the stench will not come out, and no one will find out unless I sell the house.

　　I started buying cement everywhere the next day. The reason why you buy small packages for home use is just like mr. policeman, you guessed. I buy a little bit every day, and after the bucket is adjusted, I pour the cement into the ground.

　　You must think I'm cruel to do this, not human at all. But the happiest thing for me is watching Kamei being flooded with cement day by day. As long as I thought about getting rid of him, Mishako would be able to live a peaceful life, and I was eager to finish this thing quickly.

　　I want to emphasize again, Mishako and Longbao have nothing to do with this matter, it is all done by me. If you think about it, if Long Bao had helped me, wouldn't we have been able to dig deeper holes, or we wouldn't have to go to such great lengths at all, just by burying the body in a distant distance in a locomotive.

　　I'm done, and after all that, it's much easier. After that, whether it is the death penalty or whatever, they will listen to it. Sorry to bother you. ”

　　Nomura sighed after finishing his lengthy confession. Although the outcome of this case is regrettable, it is finally over. Nomura lit a cigarette and handed it to the generations. Generations laughed and took over, happily swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

　　Of course, Nomura does not believe the confessions of generations like this, and there are still several doubts that need to be confirmed. According to the experience of handling cases, the confessions that have been fully presented by generations like this have the lowest credibility. Regardless of this, Nomura had to ask Takaho's confession before late at night.

　　After Letting Long Bao accompany him to the police station, he asked him to wait in a room in the police station. Because several generations of confessions were made by her alone, and Long Bao was a minor high school student, the police did not dare to arrest him.

　　Takaho ignored Yu Nomura and Otsuka and sat down in front of him, looking like a hanging child.

　　"Have you had dinner?" Is it tasty? Nomura kindly asked Takaho, but this trick was really in vain. How can a meal brought to the bureau by the police be delicious? Long Bao just tilted his lips disdainfully and didn't say a word.

　　"Is gastrointestinal poisoning better?" If you are still uncomfortable, you can let us know and we will prepare a special meal for you. ”

　　This time Long opened his mouth, smiled silently and said:

　　"Did you call me for the poisoning?" Then make no mistake, I am a victim. ”

　　Nomura felt Takaho's challenge and pulled down his face. Although Nomura knows that the most taboo thing about investigation is to be swayed by personal emotions, but by the boy in front of him who is about the same age as his son, Nomura is really not very happy.

　　"Since your attitude is so bad, I think your stomach should be almost good." Then I ask you, do you recognize Kamei Masaru and this person? ”

　　"That ugly satyr!"

　　"Your tone of voice is not good for you."

　　"I want you to take care of it."

　　"Just because he's a satyr, are you going to bury him in cement?"

　　"You ask my mother about this, it has nothing to do with me."

　　"Didn't you help too?"

　　"Me? Don't give people a hat, okay? ”

　　Nomura guessed at the beginning that Takaho would come to a full denial, so he didn't think so.

　　"Then I ask you, did you take a leave of absence the day before yesterday?"

　　"That's right. I died of stomach pain, I think it was the after-effects of poisoning. ”

　　"You're pouring cement at home."

　　"Did you see that? Don't talk like you see it, that's what scammers would do. ”

　　Otsuka looked up angrily, but Nomura continued to ask in disbelief:

　　"So when I rang the bell, you were at home, but you didn't come out to answer the door, and the door was locked."

　　"I should have told you that I was sleeping and didn't hear the electric bell."

　　"After we thought no one was home, you hurriedly stopped the work at hand, laid out the tatami mats, and then put the seat cushions away. Unexpectedly, at this time, we came again, and your mother called you loudly and told you that there were guests, in fact, she was calling you a secret code to make sure that you had done the aftermath. If you don't answer, then your mother knows that you haven't done it yet, and may use the excuse of not bringing the key to delay time with us. ”

　　"Your imagination is so rich, I think you might be a better fit to be a mystery novelist than a cop."

　　"You were wearing jeans and a T-shirt, and anyone who looks at it will think that this is the most suitable outfit for cement."

　　"Anyone who looks at this statement is not right, it should be anyone who listens to you, will have this feeling." This is your personal judgment, there is no evidence at all. ”

　　"At least that's not what you should be looking like when you're lying in bed with a stomachache."

　　Nomura patiently continued to inquire, and he waited for Takaho to answer the questions, and gradually there were unnatural, ambiguous, or contradictory flaws. This is one of the most commonly used tactics against suspects who have good reasons ready.

　　As long as a little contradiction is found, the confession is forced without mercy, so that the suspect will mess up and then produce more contradictions, so that he cannot justify himself. Nomura secretly decided to give him another fatal blow at that time.

　　"When did you find Kamei's body?"

　　"Don't make a fuss. Isn't it just now? Just there, when the policeman lifted the tatami. ”

　　"Lying doesn't work. When do you come back from your fall tour? ”

　　"Let's go around 8 p.m. on October 28th."

　　"Today is November 6th, how come you haven't found out for nearly ten days?" The body was under the floor of your house, and your mother bought cement to pour into the floor, and you said you didn't find it, do you think we will believe it? ”

　　"Believe it or not, but facts are facts, and I have nothing else to say."

　　"But you wore jeans yesterday with a lot of cement ash on them, didn't you?" Nomura bluffed him a little, but the other party was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

　　"It was my mother who asked me to repair the kitchen and bathroom." Forget it," Ronho said in a challenging, solemn tone, "I'm going back." I'm under no obligation to answer these boring questions here. Or are you planning to detain me? ”

　　Nomura and Otsuka glanced at each other and shrugged helplessly. When he was a child, he didn't expect to be replaced by the first army, so he had to say: "Or, let you go back today." ”

　　The clock points to 9:30 p.m. Late-night questioning, especially if the other party is a minor, and there is no absolute suspicion, it is better to be careful.

3

　　Nomura returns to the search class and remembers that Misako should still be waiting for him. When Kamai's body was found, Mishako was still at work at the company and did not return home. However, this should be good for Misako, after all, after the lover was killed, he was also filled with cement, which is really not to be seen. In particular, the murderer turned out to be his own mother, and you can imagine how big the impact on Misako was. In view of this, Nomura did not dare to casually tell Misako the truth. When Misako returned home in the evening, the body had been disposed of. Nomura instructed the police at the scene to take a trip to the police station after Mishako returned home.

　　"Hey," Nomura asked a young policeman, "is Yanagi Misako here?" ”

　　"She..." said the young policeman, chuckling.

　　When Mishako returned home, she knew at a glance that something was wrong, and rushed into the house despite the police's stop. Although the tatami mats in the house have been re-laid, there are still many sand and stones left on them, and the shoe prints that have been stepped on are still vivid.

　　Misako walked to the middle of the room and stood for half a moment, and the whole person fainted as if the wax had melted.

　　She lost consciousness because the blow was too big, and the police officer on duty rushed her to Toyonaka City Hospital. The result of the diagnosis was cerebral anemia, the whole person was sluggish because of the blow, the doctor said that there was no way to ask questions, and called us to ask what to do. We had to temporarily hand her over to the hospital for a while and wait until she recovered. ”

　　No wonder, Nomura nodded bitterly and told Otsuka:

　　"She's not a suspect anyway, don't rush to ask her, let's talk about it tomorrow."

　　Nomura's questioning and answering looked like he was trying to make excuses for himself. After Otsuka expressed his approval with an expression, he stretched out his waist widely.

　　Such a horrific cement murder incident actually made a confession to the suspect early on, which made Nomura and others somewhat lax, thinking that the follow-up investigation work could be carried out slowly.

　　Nomura went to the pantry to pour a cup of hot water, took Gyokuro tea from the drawer, and took some time to brew the tea aroma. The bitter and sweet taste made Nomura hesitate even if he was ridiculed as a tea idiot.

　　"Do you want to come a little?"

　　Otsuka was asked this question, nodded his head but asked with a bitter smile without any will:

　　"Just let Long Bao go home like this, is it okay?"

　　"Are you afraid he'll run away?" I don't think he will. To flee is to show that he is an accomplice, and I am sure he will not be unaware of this. Although Long Bao looks very frittery, he is still a child after all. Give him a little time to think about it, and naturally you will not be able to bear to let his mother bear all the crimes alone. We just have to calculate the timing and let him confess himself. ”

　　"If only it could be like this." Otsuka drank Gyokuro tea brewed by Nomura and said uneasily:

　　"I always felt relieved, so I went to inform the police station and let them pay attention to the situation."

　　"If you're at ease if you do that, just do it."

　　Nomura's attention was all on the second brew of tea, and he absent-mindedly answered Otsuka's words.

　　Otsuka finished contacting the police station, and just put down the handset, the phone rang as if he couldn't wait. Otsuka reflexively picked up the microphone, listened to a few words, and suddenly raised his voice:

　　"What? It's gone? What's going on? Did you go home? ...... Well, what about the wards? ...... Okay, I see, Liu Sheng's side handed it over to us. ”

　　Otsuka rudely lowered the earpiece and hurriedly said to Nomura, who was collecting the tea set:

　　"Misako ran away from the hospital."

　　"What? Where did she go? ”

　　"I don't know. The hospital inspected the ward once an hour, and at nine o'clock, I saw her lying on the bed sleeping soundly, but just now, about nine fifty o'clock, the nurse went to see it again, the bed was empty, the pajamas were folded and placed on the side of the bed, and she couldn't find the shoes, it should be herself who left. ”

　　"Are you going home?"

　　"If that's the case, but at least talk to the hospital."

　　Nomura looked ahead without saying a word. Judging from the magnitude of the blow suffered by Mishako, suicide is not impossible, but if she really wants to commit suicide, why bother changing clothes and shoes. The fastest and most convenient way is to jump out of the window for a hundred. The ward is on the fourth floor, which is most convenient if it is an accidental suicide.

　　"If she goes home, the police officer who went to check on Longbao's condition should be rewarded, so let's wait and see." Nomura calmly sat back in his chair.

　　It didn't take long for the phone to ring again, and Nomura couldn't wait to reach out to answer it.

　　"Oh, it's you. What do you think? ”

　　"He's not here."

　　"Not there? You mean Longbao? What about his sister Mishako? Did you go home? ”

　　"No, there was no one in their house, the lights were on, and no one came out to answer the door when they rang the doorbell. I opened the door of the entryway and found that it was not locked, and to be cautious I looked inside the house, but there was not a single figure. ”

　　"Well, where are you calling now?"

　　"It's at Liu Sheng's house."

　　"You went in, didn't you?"

　　"I shouted a few times, because no one spoke back, so I thought maybe there was a situation..."

　　"It's really... Never mind. ”

　　Nomura's gaze met Otsuka, who was standing by, signaling that it was time for Otsuka to move.

　　"Well, you stay there, and we'll be right over."

　　It may be accidental that the two brothers and sisters did not see each other at the same time, but in terms of timing, it was also too coincidental. Ryuho should not have known about Misako's admission to the hospital, but go home and ask your neighbors, someone should tell him. He may go to the hospital to discuss the aftermath with his sister. It's not difficult to sneak into the hospital at night, and the hospital usually opens the entrance late at night for emergency patients, but there is no one walking in the corridor, and the patient's family members have no time to pay attention to other visitors. Although the hospital limits the time of visitors, depending on the severity of the disease, it is not that no one comes to visit the patient late at night. Therefore, even if the people in the hospital saw Long Bao, they would not stop him.

　　After Nomura started the car, he said to Otsuka:

　　"You go to the hospital, I think Ryoho might go find Misako and take her out."

　　Otsuka nodded vaguely. Although Mishako is at risk of suicide, Takaho is more likely to escape. And although the two are brothers and sisters, in case the situation reverses, Long Bao may also harm Mishako. The only thing that is less likely is that the two obey one of the parties' wishes and choose to flee or commit suicide. However, it cannot be asserted that this will not happen.

　　In front of the hospital, he asked Otsuka to get off the bus, and Nomura went directly to Yanagi's house. The police officers at the police station waited there nervously as if they had made some mistake.

　　During the day, there was a commotion for a day, and at night, the lights of the neighbors turned off and returned to calm, only the electric lights of Liu Sheng's house shone brightly, to exaggerate, only Liu Sheng's house was brilliant.

　　"No one came back after that." The officer immediately reported.

　　Nomura ignored it and rang the bell next door. The wife, who was about forty years old, peeked out her head like a voyeur. Asked if Misako and Takaho hadn't returned, the lady simply nodded.

　　"An hour ago, Long Bao seemed to have returned. I didn't see it with my own eyes, but the lights suddenly lit up in the originally dark room, and I looked around and saw that there was a shadow shaking. I knew that Misako had been taken to the hospital, so I thought it should be Takaho who had returned. However, after so many things, I am embarrassed to go over..." The lady looked at Nomura with a curious face.

　　"Didn't you see Mishako?"

　　"Isn't she still in the hospital?" I only saw one figure. ”

　　"When did Longbao leave the house?"

　　"He's not home?" The lady asked a suspicious question and then said:

　　"I've been watching TV since then, because I couldn't bear to miss the series, so I concentrated on watching TV and forgot to pay attention to the next door. Although I thought I should comfort Long Bao, but..."

　　Nonsense! Nomura said a word to her in his heart. In fact, you are not driven by curiosity and want to ask Long Bao for the truth, but you feel afraid to go over. Nomura questioned the lady in his heart and continued to ask:

　　"What time does the series start?"

　　"Ten o'clock."

　　"So, the man who might have been Ronpo came home before ten o'clock?"

　　Long Bao left the police station at half past nine, so as it seemed, he was right to go straight home. In order to confirm, Nomura asked the neighbors in the opposite direction again, and they all said that the time of the lights of Yanagi's house was ten o'clock.

　　Since the suspected Ryuho went home first and turned on the lights, it should be impossible for Misako to go home before him. Because it makes sense to go back to your dark home and light the lamp immediately.

　　Although he was worried about Mishako's whereabouts, he still had to wait for news from Otsuka from the hospital. Nomura brought the police officers into the house, and no one's home lit a lamp, but it added a little chill. In particular, the room under the floor where the dead were buried, and the cold air that was chilling to the lungs was wafting.

　　Misako didn't know it, but generations of people were able to sleep in the house where the corpse was buried without thinking, and this kind of courage made Nomura still feel frightened.

　　I looked at the room where Sanping was big and should be Longbao's study, and I didn't notice anything unusual. In addition to textbooks and reference books, there are also many books of knowledge on the shelves, which makes Nomura feel that perhaps Takaho is a child who loves to read.

　　Back in the living room and sitting in front of the phone, Nomura thought that Takaho could not escape, but it was possible to return home suddenly, so he was not worried, and everything would wait until Otsuka called. The police officers on the side did not know whether they thought that Long Bao's disappearance was his responsibility, and he looked restless. Nomura took out a cigarette and handed it to the police officer.

　　Suddenly, the phone rang, and before Nomura could finish answering, Otsuka rushed to say:

　　"Except for the patients in the next ward who heard the door open at nine o'clock, there were no witnesses. I think it was probably at that time that Misako left the hospital. Doctors say they inject Misako with a sedative to ease the agitation around seven o'clock. Because Misako is only cerebral anemia and has no other symptoms, as long as she does not do intense exercise, walking should not be a problem, and she does not have the mental tendency to accidental suicide. ”

　　"Well, where might she go?"

　　"She didn't open her mouth since she was carried into the hospital, so there's no way to know where she's going." However, she is wearing the clothes she wears when she goes out in the morning, so no matter where she goes, she should go home first. ”

　　"But she didn't come home." To be correct, there should be no sign of Misako coming home. At present, Mishako and Ryuho are missing. ”

　　"Is that so?" Walking back from the hospital, according to the woman's footwork, it should be half an hour. Even if Mishako is weak, she should be home. ”

　　"That's around 9:40 or 50." Nomura finished speaking and fell into contemplation again. If Misako does come home, she should be home in about the same time as Takahashi. Maybe they meet halfway and then go somewhere else together. But then, who turns on the lights at home? Also, who will be the figure of the suspected Longbao?

　　"Hey... Hello..." On the other end of the phone came Otsuka's impatient voice, urging Nomura, who was suddenly silent.

　　"I see. I'll look at the whole house in more detail, and you'll come over. ”

　　When I hung up the phone, the clock was pointing to eleven o'clock. Nomura said to the police officer who was waiting at the side:

　　"I'm sorry, but I'm sorry to ask a few more families nearby." Let's see if anyone hears anything coming from Liu Sheng's house between 9:30 and 10:20. No matter how small the matter, if there is any clue, please let them tell us. You have a better attitude. The young police officer agreed and ran away.

　　Nomura stood in the kitchen and found that Yanagi's family was really worthy of being a woman's home, and although the sparrow was small, it was complete. In the corner there is a stove for boiling bath water, and the cement on the stove is still fresh paste. From the workmanship, you know that it is done by laymen. This should be one of the blindfold methods used for generations to disguise the use of cement to exterminate corpses.

　　Nomura snorted and, out of prudence, examined the knife holder. Three stainless steel knives were sharpened clean and inserted into the knife holder. Today's women should not commit suicide by cutting their throats with a knife. Even if you really dare to try, it will be difficult to achieve with these knives. Thinking of this, Nomura couldn't help but smile bitterly.

　　Other cooking utensils are also available, from which you can get a glimpse of the life of ordinary families. If you have to find something more special, you probably only have a gas grill tucked under the narrow streaming platform. There were thick iron strings and large iron forks on the shelves, and Nomura did not know the name or purpose. Just looking at these all-encompassing utensils, he thought that if Mishako also married normally and had a normal family life, she should be a good wife.

　　Nomura reached for the lid of the electric pot, and the clear water in the pot was soaked with about three cups of rice, and the state of being able to cook rice as long as it was lit made Nomura feel at ease, because there was at least no danger of suicide when preparing to cook. However, this may have been prepared by generations in advance, and thinking about it, Nomura decided to continue to investigate.

　　Back in the large space of Roppyeong, Nomura felt that he should go to the attic again. He tried to open the compartment door to the stairs, but he couldn't open it, as if stuck. With a little force, the top of the door is slightly open after tilting, but the bottom is still not moving. Without thinking about it, I knew that something was holding against the door. Of course, it can't be from the top of the room, because then the compartment door will slide behind the wall and can't be closed, and there is only one possibility that it will be held from the inside, that is, someone is inside.

　　"Hey," Nomura cried. "Open the door!" What are you doing inside? ”

　　There is no echo.

　　"Come out, it's no use for you to hide inside."

　　Indeed it is. Holding the door against it reveals the fact that someone is inside, and although the compartment door is a door, it is just a thin paper door, as long as it is broken. Nomura couldn't laugh at this stupid move. Long Bao should not be so brainless, so lying in it, presumably it is Mishazi.

　　If not handled properly, it will stimulate her to commit suicide. However, the attic was also too quiet.

　　"Wouldn't she have already committed suicide?"

　　Nomura pushed the door hard. Perhaps because of the pre-war building, the threshold was very deep, and the door was very strong, although the door was pushed by Nomura and rattled, but it was not pushed down. Once again, Nomura slammed the door with his body, ran up the stairs, and immediately turned on the flashlight. The circular aura of the flashlight reflected Mishako's long figure, and she lay on the floor, motionless.

4

　　"Dead."

　　Nomura rushed over to pick up Mishako, but suddenly stopped. The top of the pale red suit rolled up to reveal the white shirt, but Nomura's eyes were focused on the right abdomen of the white shirt. The iron string, which was about eight millimeters in diameter, penetrated the shirt and inserted it into Mishako's right abdomen, and the blood trail penetrated into a dark red circle around the iron string, and began to solidify.

　　Nomura screamed in surprise and was stunned on the spot. For Nomura, the body of the murder case has long been strange, whether it is hanging, taking poison or stabbing the blood with a sharp blade, as long as Mishako's body is obviously a suicide, he already has a bottom in his heart, of course, he can calmly deal with it. However, the suicide situation of piercing his abdomen with an iron string like this in front of him was really unexpected.

　　Nomura stretched out his trembling hand, and after making sure that Misako's pulse had stopped beating like a fledgling policeman, he jumped down the stairs with a rolling belt, picked up the phone and dialed the special number of the search class, and at the same time felt as if his head had been hit hard, and he was greatly impacted.

　　"The compartment door was pushed against the inside."

　　Previously, Nomura had confirmed that the attic had no windows for people to enter and exit, so that even if the compartment was just a thin paper door, the attic still formed a secret room. So how did Misako's killer leave the attic?

　　While hanging up the phone, Otsuka, with a look of displeasure, happened to appear. Nomura quickly explained the situation, and when Otsuka heard the sudden news, he only said in a daze, "How can this be?" ”

　　"I'm sorry..." The police officer who went to the neighbors to question him opened his mouth cautiously.

　　"On the second floor opposite there is a female student in the third grade of junior high school who is now preparing for the exam. She said that at exactly ten o'clock she heard the sound of the door closing in the hallway of Liu Sheng's house. ”

　　"Ten o'clock? How could she remember so clearly? ”

　　"She said she just looked up at the clock when she heard the voice."

　　Nomura bowed his head gently. It could be the murderer or Ronpo, or it could be the same person who left Liu Sheng's house at the time.

　　"The identification car will not arrive until ten minutes at the earliest, so let's go to the attic again." Otsuka said eagerly.

　　However, Nomura did not agree for the sake of prudence. In the absence of a certainty of suicide or his killing, he did not want to mess up the scene before the experts of the forensics class arrived. If you do not act with the forensics class, you may miss a clue or miss a big thing because of personal arbitrariness.

　　This judgment is very correct.

　　"You still have to dissect to know the real cause of death." The forensics staff said straight to the point.

　　The area penetrated by the iron string is below the right shoulder and slightly on the dorsal side of the abdomen. There are no abrasions or epidermal shedding around the wound. The iron string pierced directly through the white shirt, but there was no trauma around the wound of the white shirt, and it looked like it was pierced in one breath.

　　"So he killed him?"

　　Regarding Nomura's question, the forensics department staff did not comment.

　　Whether there are other traumas around the wound that are suspected of being caused by hesitation is one of the important keys to determining suicide or other homicide. If it is suicide, usually the suicidal person cannot pierce it at the beginning, but will pause slightly after piercing the blade, and then use force again. Therefore, there will be some small trauma around the wound, which is the so-called trauma caused by suspected hesitation. Because Mishako had no such wounds on her body, it was no wonder that Nomura thought he had killed her.

　　However, on the other hand, if he kills, there should be signs of struggling to resist or flee for his life. As long as they do not die on the spot, as far as common sense is concerned, the victim will exert his instincts and pull out the murder weapon forcefully to alleviate the pain. Even if the murder weapon is not removed at this time, it will leave some scars. If the murder weapon is thin and sharp, even if it is stabbed in the heart, unless the victim vigorously pulls the murder weapon, it can still walk a certain distance, and there have been cases of fifty meters after the carotid artery has been cut.

　　The weapon used to kill Misako was an iron skewer for grilling meat. Judging from the same type of iron skewer in the kitchen, the tip of this iron skewer, which is fifty centimeters long and about eight millimeters thick, is very sharply ground. About one-third of the iron skewers pierced Mishako's body, so without dissection, it was known that the cause of Misako's death was caused by the iron string injury and internal organs. In addition, although this level of wound can kill people on the spot, it should also leave five minutes or so of final struggle. If Mishako was killed by him, why didn't Mishako spend the five minutes trying to alleviate the pain?

　　Another problem is the location of the assassination. The lower abdomen of the right shoulder is slightly off the back, which is the position where people who are accustomed to using their right hand can pierce it themselves, but no suicidal person will choose this part to start.

　　"It's not that it's not impossible, I just don't know if I can pierce it in one breath." The identification staff answered uncertainly.

　　If he kills, then for the murderer, this is a fairly easy part to get started.

　　Also, no clear fingerprints were found on the string.

　　"It's like I've wiped it with a cloth or something." The forensics staff muttered to themselves. In fact, this is also an element in judging whether to kill him.

　　Judging suicide from the wound or his killing for autopsy, Nomura and Otsuka went to the attic for a detailed search. It is worthy of being used as a storage room, and the floor is covered with solid building materials. But the ceiling here is like the ceiling of the average home, and it cannot be removed to get in and out, so the stairs are the only access. At the end of the passage is a compartment door, and the one used to hold the door is a clothing rod less than a meter long and painted with antique paint, and the pole is along the threshold to hold the door (Picture 1). Although the soundproof door was broken, Nomura knew that it was caused when he broke the door, and before that, the door was not broken at all.

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　　"If the door is blocked from the room, he may have killed a lot, but it is impossible." The forensics staff said after carefully inspecting the drying rod and the half column.

　　"If the clothes rod against the door is not pressed hard from above, the compartment door can easily be opened. Judging from the fact that Nomura took a lot of effort to open the door, the clothes drying rod should be very tight. If you use mechanical methods, use wire to pass between the half-column and the compartment door, and then pull down the clothes drying rod to jam the threshold, basically the force will not be so strong, and the door will not be stuck so tightly. And even if you really use this method, the clothes drying rod should have the phenomenon of paint falling. Although the paint of the clothes drying rod has fallen off almost the same as that of perennial use, it is not easy to obtain fingerprints, but as far as the existing situation is concerned, there is no new paint drop phenomenon on the pole, so it should be stuck from the side of the stairs. ”

　　So, it may still be suicide.

　　Judging from the body temperature and stiffness of the body, it should only be between one and a half hours and two hours after death. Extrapolating backwards, the correct time of death is probably between 9:30 and 10:00. This is consistent with Nomura's deduction. To be cautious, Nomura opened the notepad to confirm.

　　Lombo's timeline of action

　　(1) 9:30... Leave the Toyonaka Police Station.

　　(2) 9:50? ...... The wife next door saw the figure of The Suspected Ronpo.

　　(3) Ten o'clock... The schoolgirl opposite heard the door closing.

　　(4) Ten twenty minutes... The police officers from the police station came to inspect, but Long Bao was not there.

　　Timeline of Mishako's actions

　　(1) Nine o'clock... The nurse confirmed she was at the hospital bed.

　　(2) Nine o'clock ten... The patient next door heard the door open in Misako's ward.

　　(3) 9:40 to 50?) ...... Go home.

　　(4) Around ten o'clock... Dead work.

　　Even if this timeline of action is nothing more than speculation, it is clear from the timeline that a conclusion can be drawn. As Nomura showed the notepad to Otsuka, he said:

　　"If it is suicide, Misako should run to the attic as soon as she comes home, but the wife next door says that the time to turn on the lights is at 9:50, so at present we can't know whether Misako went to the attic after turning on the lights, or that Misako went to the attic first, and the lights were turned on after Long bao returned home." We can only be sure of this if we ask Longbao.

　　But then again, the kitchen was well organized, and it was a familiar place for Mishako, so even if the lights were not turned on, she should be able to get the murder weapon. Similarly, no matter where it is placed, the clothes drying rod should not need to be found. And in the dark she also went to the attic, of course, it will be more convenient to turn on the light, but in terms of the psychology of the suicidal person who does not want to be discovered by others, it is not incomprehensible not to turn on the light. ”

　　As usual, Nomura asked Otsuka with his eyes if there was a problem, and Otsuka urged Nomura to continue without hesitation.

　　"As for taking the clothes drying rod to the door, we can think of it this way. After deciding to commit suicide, Mishako was actually worried about whether she could kill her life in one fell swoop, if she was found to be sent for treatment in pain, or if she could not withstand excessive pain and ran out by herself, she would make herself ugly, so in order not to let others enter, but also to avoid letting herself climb out of the attic, so she chose to use a clothes tanning rod to hold the door. What do you think of this statement? ”

　　Otsuka's jaw is indispensable. Although the psychology of the suicidal person is not incomprehensible, it is also debatable whether a person who is bent on seeking death will be so thoughtful.

　　"There's another possibility..." Nomura smiled shyly and swallowed. Otsuka was deeply surprised to see Nomura's attitude. Judging from Nomura's personality, being shy or hesitant when handling a case does not look like his style.

　　The loft is a place of memories for Mishako, where she let Kamei hide, and every time a guest or family member suddenly returns, Kamai may hide here. And the last night he hid here, he was killed. Mishako may have chosen to commit suicide in the attic instead of being a pair of Mandarin ducks with Kamei, so she didn't want anyone to bother her. And the clothes stick that stuck in the door was showing her thoughts. Maybe you'll laugh at me for not thinking like a cop at all, but more like a writer. ”

　　"How come?" Otsuka shook his hand and said.

　　"What you just said, the most factual is this, there is no doubt at all, but the biggest weakness of the suicide theory is the fatal wound."

　　"We'll wait until the autopsy report comes out." If he had killed him, the only culprit would have been Long Baohe..."

　　"Kamai's too long Miko." Otsuka couldn't wait for the interjection.

　　"It's funny, let's hear it. Why do you think it's Kumiko? Nomura encouraged Otsuka to say. Otsuka modestly said that he only casually said it and began to analyze.

　　Kumiko comes to Yanagi's house for revenge, but finds it empty, so she sneaks into the house to hide. Not long after Mishako returned, although Kumiko did not have any direct hatred with her, but after all, she was the woman who took her husband, and the incident was also caused by her, so after all, she was still an enemy, so Kumiko attacked Mishako with an iron string. With nowhere to escape, Misako ran to the attic. At this time, Kumiko catches up and assassinates Mishako, while wiping off her fingerprints... As he spoke, Otsuka also felt contradictory and stopped talking.

　　If you really want revenge, at least you will prepare your own murder weapon. In such a strange environment as someone else's home, and it is pitch black, how can it be chased to the second floor? And, would the next-door neighbor be completely unaware of such a commotion? Who, for what, and how did the clothes drying pole behind the door get stuck?

　　"Your claim is probably only valid for Kumiko's motivation and the handling of the fingerprints of the iron string." Nomura said dryly.

　　At this point, Long Bao's suspicion is relatively large. They are brothers and sisters, and even if Ryuho takes Misako to the attic, Misako will not be suspicious, so he can assassinate Misako there unexpectedly. As for the clothes drying rod behind the door, it can be prepared in advance, wrapped in a soft cloth, and then pulled with wire, so that it will not leave traces between the clothes drying pole or half a column. The weakest point of this hypothesis is that Ryoho had no motive to kill Misako. ”

　　"If it's Misako killing Ryuho, it makes sense."

　　"That's right." Nomura said with a frequent nod of objection.

　　Watching the body being removed, Nomura closed his eyes in greeting. According to the forensics officers, the forensic report must not be published until after the next afternoon. Nomura looked at his watch, and the hour hand was almost the next day.

　　"I'm going to live in the bureau tonight." Nomura stretched out a big loin and said to Otsuka. Finding two bodies in one day, even if it is due to the office, will be so tired that you can't help but want to complain.

　　"What about Longbao?" Do you want to arrest him? ”

　　"Well, by my instincts, this boy won't run." Just let the young police officers at the police station stay here. ”

　　Is this okay? Before Otsuka could ask, Nomura stretched out again and walked toward the car.

5

　　The cold night room made Nomura, who was not easy to sleep, toss and turn, and Otsuka, who was in the next bed, made a snoring sound as soon as he lay down, making Nomura sleepy. After about half an hour, the blanket began to warm up, and when he finally felt a little sleepy, someone shook his shoulder heavily.

　　"Officer, Ryusei Ryuho is here."

　　Although this was expected, it was not very pleasant to wake up just before falling asleep. Listening to Otsuka's snoring, he was even more depressed, so he pushed Otsuka's shoulder and said:

　　"You may be dreaming, but our long-awaited guests have come to the door, so you should get up."

　　As Nomura dressed up, he asked the police officer who had come with Takaho:

　　"Is he still safe?"

　　Less than half an hour after the officer left, he went home. When I leaned over, he asked me what I was going to do with a look of indifference. I told him that you had something to do with him, and asked him to take a trip to the bureau, but I didn't expect it..."

　　Long Bao coldly dropped a sentence of "there is no need for this", so he rushed into the house, but found that the atmosphere in the house was not right, and immediately turned back to grab the police and asked them what happened to The Mishazi.

　　"He's asking you how he's doing with his sister, right?" Nomura asked again for caution.

　　"Yes, he said so. So I told him that you were waiting for him because of this. As a result, he thought about it for a while, dropped a 'let's go', and walked out first, and I had to..."

　　"What else did he say?"

　　"No, he never spoke again. When he got to the bureau, I took him to the reconnaissance room first, but he was always quiet. ”

　　Nomura nodded, signaled the police officer to stop here, and walked with Otsuka to the investigation room.

　　The reconnaissance room was even colder than the night room, and Otsuka, who had just gotten out of bed, couldn't help but shiver. Nomura shouted for three cups of hot tea. The young police officer brought tea, and Nomura first took a cup and placed it in front of Takaho.

　　"I want to invite you to drink Gyokuro tea, but I'm afraid it won't suit your taste."

　　Then Nomura eased his expression and said bluntly in a soft tone:

　　"Your sister is dead."

　　Takaho looked at Nomura silently, and Nomura was relatively speechless. After a long minute, Long Bao stood up shakily.

　　"Are you going home?" Nomura asked him without reproach.

　　"Let's make things clear before you go home." Come with us to think about why your sister died. ”

　　Otsuka had planned to forcibly suppress Ryuho if he insisted on leaving, but he did not expect Takaho to sit down again like a deflated leather ball. Nomura nodded frequently as if to praise him for "this is right", and then calmly said, "When you go home, will your sister be there?" ”

　　"She was sitting in a dark room, I thought no one was home, turned on the light only to find her sitting on the ground, staring at me like a lost soul..."

　　Takaho looked at the dimly lit corner of the reconnaissance room and muttered as if Nomura and the others didn't exist.

　　"Good horror..." The look of fear struck, and in an instant, Long Bao's expression returned to its proper childishness. Nomura shook his head in affection, and then asked Takaho to continue.

　　"My sister looked at me and asked if I had killed Kamei, and she said..."

　　I'll kill you first, and then I won't live either... After Mishako finished speaking in a voice that did not suppress the shock, she stood up, holding the iron string in her hand. I beg you, don't run, we only have this way to go, only then can we make reparations to Kamai... Mishako murmured in her mouth, as if to say it to Long bao, and chased after Long Bao. The footsteps were shaky as if they were sleepwalking, but the hand holding the iron string was very firm.

　　Chasing to the corner of the room, the iron string rubbed my throat and pierced the wall. I desperately snatched the iron string from my sister's hand and threw it away, but my sister came to pinch my neck with her bare hands, and her strength was so great. I struggled to break her hand and push her away, and my sister was bounced into the corner and sat there moaning, and I ran away in that gap. Long Bao finished speaking, and fell silent again.

　　"Is that it?" After a while, Nomura asked again, and Takaho nodded obediently.

　　"So where did you go after you ran away?"

　　"I didn't go anywhere, I just walked everywhere and rested when I was tired." I was wandering the streets and couldn't remember where I walked. Later, I thought my sister might have regained her composure, so I went home. Suddenly Longbao raised his voice and asked:

　　"My sister... Really... Is it really suicide? ”

　　Nomura stared at Takaho quietly, then nodded slowly. In an instant, Long Bao suddenly turned around and walked toward the door with his shoulders hanging down. Otsuka glanced at Nomura, but did not stop Takaho.

　　Longbao's heavy footsteps faded away.

　　Otsuka sighed and said, "Nothing will happen, right?" Just let him go..."

　　"It should be. Fortunately, I didn't tell him what Mishako's fatal injury was. Nomura replied quietly.

　　"What Long Bao just said should be true. Do you want to listen to my analysis as usual? ”

　　Like a jelly, Nomura took a sip of the cold tea and began to speak in a calm noise. Compared with the usual self-questioning and self-answering, Nomura seems to be unable to stop and stop as if it is difficult to say anything.

　　"Long Bao just said that Mishako was pushed down by him, fell to the ground and groaned, right? Of course, she just fell on top of the iron string. At that time, the tip of the iron string was just leaning upwards against the wall, and was pushed hard by Long Bao, and with her own weight, the iron string stabbed into her right abdomen.

　　Mishako did everything she could to stand up, and although she hated Takaho for killing Kamai, when she knew she wasn't saved, at least she didn't want her death to be caused by Takaho. I don't know if it was the love of her sister and brother, or the last courage of a person who was dying, in short, Mishako at that time only wanted to protect Longbao.

　　Therefore, she must create a situation where anyone knows it is suicide at first glance. The bad thing was that the wound was close to his back, so that even Long Bao would know that the wound was caused by him pushing it away.

　　After this, Mishako's movements were unbelievably neat. With the last of her strength and wisdom, she arranged the attic into a secret chamber, and she dealt with even the fingerprints that Long Bao might have left on the iron string. Don't you think her willpower is amazing?

　　All in all, Mishako did it, and then she swallowed her last breath in peace. Perhaps because she could stay with Kamei, she died before she died with forgiveness for her mother, brother, and everyone else. ”

　　Nomura did not consult Otsuka again. This time, even if there were some minor doubts, Nomura did not intend to ignore them, and believed his own deductions wholeheartedly. Otherwise, Mishako and Ryoho would be too pitiful.

　　"It's so cute that Longbao's boyish appearance just now, maybe that's his true face." Nomura couldn't help but sigh against the style of the police.

Chapter Five: The Old Woman's Letter of Thanks

The next morning, after reading Kamei's autopsy report, Nomura was stunned, as he immediately discovered his mistake.

　　The autopsy report states: "The cause of death was suffocation, and the murder weapon was a rope or other form. ”

　　"Where did the plastic rope used to strangle the neck go?" Nomura gossiped and asked for generations.

　　"Lost." Generations of people who say what to do with this answer very crisply.

　　"Is that so?" Where was it thrown? ”

　　"Where else can it be lost?" The trash can in front of the door. ”

　　"When did you lose it?"

　　"The next morning."

　　Mundane discards are the most frustrating. Toyonaka City is known as a cultural city, and the garbage disposal work is impeccable. Twice a week, public garbage trucks collect garbage from house to house and burn it that night. In this way, it is impossible to find the murder weapon.

　　The autopsy report states: "Trauma has strangulation marks on the neck, shedding of the epidermis above the strangulation marks, and subcutaneous bleeding. The stranglehold is eight millimeters wide and wraps horizontally around the neck. ”

　　"You strangled him from behind, didn't you?" Nomura asked as he flipped through his confessional book.

　　"You said that when you saw Kamei's back when he left, you suddenly felt like a demon, right?" How did you strangle him by the neck from behind? Can you please think about it and tell me carefully? ”

　　"You ask me, and I can't say..." Generations said:

　　"Just holding the rope and wrapping it around his neck like this... Arms crossed from side to side... Then pull hard. ”

　　"How many times did the rope go around?" A lap? Two laps? Or three laps? ”

　　"I guess it's a lap."

　　"Is that right? Isn't the rope quite long? ”

　　"Maybe it's two laps, I don't remember."

　　"It's useless to lie." Nomura gently tapped on the autopsy report and continued to interrogate in a deliberative tone.

　　"There is a bruise on the front of the throat, which means that the rope is crossed in front, which is inconsistent with your statement that he strangled his neck from behind."

　　"It is also possible that I strangled him from the front..."

　　"Didn't you see his back and get angry?"

　　"Yes... That's why I ran ahead of him..."

　　"What a joke! How could Kamei possibly stretch out his neck to make you strangle? Seeing you holding the rope, he should push you away without saying a word. ”

　　“……”

　　The autopsy report states: "175 centimeters tall and sixty-eight kilograms. ”

　　"Whether you're from the front or from behind, didn't he resist when you strangled Kamei?"

　　"So I said, I suddenly strangled him..."

　　"You look down on the police so much. The neck is strangled for thirty seconds, and although there are no symptoms in medicine, the sense of pain is present. A big man like Kamei, when you strangle your neck, just struggle two or three times, and you can throw you into the corner, right? ”

　　"But he didn't struggle, what can I do?" I think he must have been stunned. ”

　　The autopsy report states: "Stomach remains to eat beef, shallots, tofu, konjac and rice for two or three hours." There are no signs of swallowing highly toxic, sleeping pills, etc. ”

　　"Don't make up a lie later that you strangled him to death after you let him take sleeping pills, that's not going to work."

　　Nomura closed the autopsy report, looked at the generations of low-hanging heads and said:

　　"It's almost time to tell the truth. Who did it? Or does anyone help you? ”

　　Nomura finished speaking, and slammed his fist heavily on the table.

　　Generations of frightened faces, but still unmoved, said:

　　"I did it all by myself."

　　"Well, then I'll do it as if you were alone." Nomura simply stopped and continued to investigate.

　　"So how long have you been talking to Kamai?"

　　"Probably... Five minutes or so. ”

　　"Then he wanted to go, and you strangled his neck, right?"

　　"Yes."

　　"How long did it take?"

　　"It should be... About three minutes. ”

　　"That said, the neck was strangled for about three minutes, and I think Kamai should be dead." Then you remove the tatami mats, you open the floor... How much time did it take? ”

　　"I was in a hurry, so it only took about five minutes."

　　"You should have used pliers when you removed the floor, right?"

　　"The pliers just happened to be in the storage room in the attic."

　　"How much time did it take you to get the tongs?"

　　"Put in the corpses, arrange the wooden planks on the floor, lay the tatami mats and seat cushions... Seeing that you don't speak, I think I find that my words contradict myself, don't you? ”

　　Nomura opened The Notepad and began to read:

　　"Listen, that's what you told me with Misako.

　　(7) At about ten o'clock, several generations returned home from the four hospitals.

　　(8) At about 10:25, Misako returned home after dropping off the bus that separated at 10:50.

　　What do you think? In just over twenty minutes, is it possible for you to do all these things you just said alone? I think unless there is a miracle. ”

　　Generations bit their lips and closed their eyes.

　　"The situation is not right, you just give me a muffled voice, right?" I think you'll tell the truth. Who helped you? Is it Mishazi? ”

　　"I don't think so. She will only help Kamei. It should be a man, without the help of a man, twenty minutes can not be done at all. So to speak... Is it Ronbo? ”

　　"Long Bao was on a trip to autumn."

　　"This time you've spoken, it's not Mishako, it's not Longbao, who will it be?"

　　"I don't talk again." Then let's think of it as Mr. ×. Don't bother us anymore, just tell us Mr. ×'s real name, we'll find out sooner or later anyway." ”

　　Temporarily stopping questioning, Nomura and Otsuka return to the search class. The inexplicable abandonment and destruction of the body by the murderer is so unreasonable that it is impossible to prosecute generations on suspicion of committing a crime alone.

　　"Who do you think it will be?"

　　"Of course it is..."

　　Without saying Ryu's name, the two of them stood up. The immediate priority was to reconfirm Ryobo's whereabouts that night.

　　When I arrived at Fengneng High School, it was still a long time before noon. During class time, the school was silent, only the autumn sun arbitrarily sprinkled sunlight on the empty wide campus, and the calm and solemnity were completely unsuitable for tracking down the murderer.

　　"I would like to ask about some recent autumn tourism." Nomura meets Fujita, who happens to have no class, in the reception room, and explains it straight to the point.

　　"Did Ryusei Ryuho participate in the autumn tour?"

　　Fujita nodded thoughtfully, his expression without the slightest hesitation.

　　"What I want to ask is whether on the night of the twenty-fifth, Liu Sheng Longbao really took the boat that opened at half past eight?"

　　"I don't know why you're so sure about this," Fujita first raised his doubts, then said:

　　But Liu Sheng did get on the boat, and he was there when he was roll called in the waiting room. By the way, I remembered that when he was about to get on the boat after the roll call, he had a conflict with the students from other schools, so I was very impressed. ”

　　"Conflict?"

　　"But it's going to be settled soon."

　　"Are you sure everyone is on it?"

　　"Absolutely. At that time, the people in the shipping company counted the number of people on the gangway, so there was no mistake. Even if the people in the shipping company did not calculate clearly, one less person, the students could not be unaware. ”

　　"That's true." Nomura continued to ask with a slightly agreed expression, "So what happened after Takamatsu?" ”

　　Fujita said impatiently:

　　"Of course, Liu Sheng also disembarked together, but the whole team was late."

　　"Late?"

　　"It's not late, it's just two or three minutes late to go to the bathroom." As you know, we as teachers are always very nervous about controlling the number of people, especially when getting on and off the boat, so although Liu Sheng is only two or three minutes late, I still remember it. ”

　　"For the sake of prudence, let me ask again, has Liu Sheng not acted alone until the end of the trip?"

　　"No, not once until I returned to the school at seven o'clock in the evening of the twenty-eighth."

　　"So did he do anything strange on the way?"

　　"For example, what move?"

　　"For example, particularly excited or upset or something."

　　"Autumn tourism is an important activity for high school students, and if you want to talk about excitement, I think not only Yanagi, but all the students are excited."

　　Nomura nodded to see if Otsuka had any problems, and Otsuka said no, but after a while he remembered something and asked:

　　"Is the date of the autumn tour already decided?"

　　"After the approval of the Board of Education in mid-June, the students were notified immediately."

　　"Thank you."

　　Nomura and Otsuka stood up after thanking each other.

　　Fujita sent Nomura and Otsuka away, secretly glad that the headmaster was not there. Since the poisoning, the principal has been unhappy whenever the police come to the school. If he knew that the police should also ask questions about the safe autumn tourism, I am afraid that I will be even more angry, and I will definitely become a pump, so to the police and reporters, Fujita, like the principal, try to keep a distance, especially want to stay away from nomura, a difficult guy.

　　"Since you got on the boat, then Long Bao is innocent?" Stepping out of the school, Nomura began to ask and answer himself consistently.

　　However, this time, Otsuka rushed to say:

　　"If he does get on the boat, of course he's innocent."

　　"But if he didn't get on the boat, so what?"

　　This is, of course, the opposite. Takaho 25 was at The Benten Pier of Osaka Port at about 8:30 p.m., and it was an ironclad fact that he appeared at the Kansai Steamboat Terminal in Takamatsu Port at 4:20 a.m. the next day, so the next question was whether it was possible for him to use the time in the middle to commit a crime in Toyonaka City.

　　Nomura found a bookstore, bought a timetable for cars and boats in October, and walked into the café next door.

　　"Let's see if he's likely to commit a crime."

　　After taking a sip of the coffee he had brought, Nomura opened the timetable.

　　The first thing to confirm is the timetable of the Kansai steamboat Seto Inland Sea Route. Nomura remembered correctly, the boat ride at Fengneng High School was:

　　Osaka 8:30 p.m

　　Kobe 10:00 p.m

　　Sakadate Three o'clock in the morning

　　Takamatsu 4:20 a.m

　　"The time when the students of Fengneng High School start to board the ship is at 8:10 at 20 minutes before departure. Suppose Long Bao leaves Benten Pier at eight o'clock..."

　　Nomura pointed out the timetable to Otsuka and said:

　　"Now when I'm Ronpo, if something's wrong, let me know."

　　Nomura closed his eyes, imagining the possible scenarios, and then began in a slow tone:

　　"First walk from the pier to the National Railway Bentamachi Station. The timetable says 'fifteen minutes on foot', so as long as Long bao walks faster, about ten minutes is enough. However, the mixed situation on the road still has to be taken into account, so it is assumed that the time to Bentencho Station is 8:25. Wait about five minutes, and you can catch the National Railway tram that departs at 8:30 p.m. The timetable of the Osaka Loop Line of the National Railways says that it takes exactly 10 minutes from Bentenmachi Station to Osaka Station, so it is 8:40 to Osaka. It takes less than 10 minutes to walk from Osaka Station to Umeda Station, where the Kukyu Train is located, and you can catch the train again at around 8:50. ”

　　Nomura quickly flipped through the timetable and was about to continue speaking when Otsuka reached out to signal him to wait and look at the Hankyu Train timetable posted on the wall.

　　"If you take the train from Umeda Station at 8:48, you can get to Toyonaka Station at 9:70. Even if it is a late bus, you can catch the train at 8:56 and arrive at Toyonaka Station at 9:15. ”

　　"Okay, let's take this bus. It takes only ten minutes to walk from Toyonaka Station to Yanagi's house, so Takaho should also be able to reach the crime scene at 9:17 and around 9:25 p.m. Have you had any questions so far? ”

　　Otsuka shook his head slightly.

　　"Next, let's take a look at what time It is more appropriate for Takaho to arrive in Takamatsu Harbor at 4:20 a.m."

　　Nomura flipped through the timetable again, to the National Railways Uno Line and The Kyugao Route.

　　"It just so happens that there are three downlink trains from 4:00 to Takamatsu, but they all have to transfer to Hato no. 2 in Shin-Osaka. The time of The Vulture II's departure from Osaka Station is..." Nomura looked through the timetable. "Eleven twenty-two. If you want to take this class, reverse the calculation, Long Bao only needs to leave the house before 10:30. In other words, he could be on the scene for an hour or so. In an hour, you should be able to kill Kamai and put the body on the floor at the same time..."

　　"Wait a minute," Otsuka said, pulling out his notepad, "I have a schedule of generations of actions with Mishako that night, which was written down when I asked you about the generations." How about we compare their action time with the time you just said about Longbao's action time? ”

　　"The time that Ryoho was home alone with the turtle was between 9:40 and 10:00 when the generations returned home for twenty minutes. But if several generations are accomplices, then by ten twenty-five minutes by the time Misako returns home, there will be forty-five minutes, which is enough time to kill people. ”

　　"It should be."

　　"But there are still problems."

　　"Well, then you bring up the problems one by one, and I will explain them from the standpoint of Longbao." Nomura shook his fists and jumped on the test, while Otsuka began to narrate with a frame style that was always accompanied.

　　First of all, when Takaho arrived home around 9:20, Mishako and Kamei were still at home. Generations have also said that Misako is locked in the entrance, so the doubt here is, how is Long Bao going to enter the house unconsciously?

　　Second, even if Long Bao entered the house, where would he hide? Liu Sheng's family is not big, does he have a place to hide?

　　Third, how would Takaho get close to Kamei, which was hiding in the attic? Kamei knew in advance that Takaho would not be at home that night, so he dared to go to Yanagi's house with confidence and boldness, when Takaho suddenly appeared, Kamai would of course be wary. If so, how did Takaho strangle Kamai from the front with a rope?

　　Fourthly, according to the timetable, it can be known that the whole operation is so precise that as long as one of them has a very wrong time to return home or set off, it cannot constitute this crime. Suppose that Longbao is an accomplice to several generations and has already made a plan in advance, but once it is put into practice, is it possible to proceed smoothly according to the plan?

　　Fifth, if the killing was planned in advance, would the disposal of the body be relatively rough? After all, the place where the murderer should work hard should be the aftermath of the murder.

　　Finally, this is also the biggest doubt..."

　　Otsuka handed the timetable to Nomura and said:

　　"Whether it's Takaho or several generations, is it really necessary for these two people to draw up such a complete plan just to kill Kamai?" He was just the object of Misako's play with fire. ”

　　After a moment of silence, Nomura grabbed the bill and stood up and said:

　　"It's a pity that at this stage, no matter which of the above questions, I have no satisfactory answer." The only thing that is certain is that Lompo did not board the ship. Let's first break his alibi. ”

　　With a sense of luck, Nomura and Otsuka called Osaka Station and asked if there was a way to confirm whether there were any uniformed high school students on the Hatsuha 2 train that was descending on October 25. As expected, the answer given by the Railway Police Department to Nomura's question was no.

　　"Even if you show us pictures, you can't do anything." The railway policeman said with embarrassment: "I think it is difficult for the conductor and the station staff to confirm." Unless it's a ride on a bully car, or an emergency or other extraordinary situation, that's a different matter..."

　　I also know that Takaho will not do things that attract attention in the carriage, so Nomura has to die.

　　"Let's go to Fujita-sensei again to confirm the condition on the ship. If anyone sees Ryuho on the boat, then our speculation is in vain, but if no one sees him... No, someone should see it. Nomura raised his voice as if to himself.

　　While Nomura and Otsuka discuss Takaho's alibi at a café, Fujita is upset with the uninvited guest.

　　This man was Kenjiro Shibamoto.

　　He came to ask Fujita to hand over Naito and Ryusuke Yanagi.

　　"Miyuki's enemy is one of these two people, and if it is not possible that the two conspired, I have clear evidence." Kenjiro fixed his eyes on Fujita and said.

　　"Yanagisei is on leave today..." Fujita said vaguely, avoiding Kenjiro's words.

　　"Leave? What about Naito? ”

　　"It's coming, but in class."

　　To Fujita's reluctant answer, Kenjiro said deadly:

　　"Then I'll wait." Please call him after class. Rest assured, I will never be rude, and you can watch from the sidelines. In any case, he is after all the person Miyuki has accepted, as long as he is willing to reflect on the consequences of his actions and apologize to my daughter's spirit, I believe that Miyuki can be blind, and I can also let go. However, if he still blindly pretends to be garlic, I will say ugly things first, and I have my plans. ”

　　Fujita pondered for a moment. Even if he refused, Shibamoto would still wait until Naito finished school, and if Naito's attitude was not good, there would be no violence. Since this is the case, it is better to let them meet when they are there, and maybe things will go a little smoother.

　　"Okay, but could you please tell me first what your so-called evidence is?"

　　Shibamoto nodded vigorously and began to talk.

　　After Shibamoto and Yoshino met at Toyonaka Station, they called a taxi.

　　Originally at a restaurant in Shonaicho, Shibamoto asked Yoshino to investigate Lake Biwa, so Yoshino made plans to go there alone. Who knew that the next morning, Shibamoto suddenly said that he wanted to go together, which made Yoshino feel a little uncomfortable. As soon as Shibamoto went, not only could he not falsely report the cost of the investigation, but his plan to secretly use this rare lake trip to enjoy it was also in vain.

　　Don't you believe me? Yoshino tentatively tried to find Out, who knew that Shibamoto said mercilessly that he didn't believe in people at first, neither in people nor in investigative ability. Fang Ye was speechless.

　　Shibamoto selected from a large number of taxis drivers who looked young and lean and did not care about speeding at all.

　　"I'll give a little more than that outside of the watch. Take the Mingshen Expressway to the Kurito Interchange on the shore of Lake Biwa, and the sooner you do, the better. ”

　　The lights turned yellow, the doors were not closed, and the taxi driver had already started the engine and rushed out. Good! Shibamoto couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

　　"Hey, count the time."

　　"Huh?"

　　"What's the matter with you?" Tell you to calculate the time from here to Lake Biwa. Didn't you say last time that Naito went out on a motorcycle at 10 a.m. on August 2nd, but now let's see how much time it takes to see Lake Biwa. ”

　　"But they ride motorcycles, and they must ride fast."

　　"That's why I chose a driver who drives as fast as a motorcycle." Otherwise you think I have the leisure to go out for a ride with you. ”

　　Who's Sheehan. Fang Ye muttered in his heart to look at the watch, the time was ten o'clock. Only then did he understand that Shibamoto wanted to spend the day at the same time.

　　From Toyonaka Station, the train took National Highway 176 and went south, driving for about three kilometers, and then turned from toyonaka Interchange into the Meijin Expressway. Because it is not a peak time, the speed of the car is quite fast.

　　Taxi drivers excitedly ramped up the throttle. Chai Ben did not look away, and the driver overtook along the road as if he could not see a car driving in front of him. Occasionally chased by foreign-made sports cars, he would grit his teeth in regret.

　　Racing against two heavy locomotives is even more impressive. The young rampagers wore bright red jackets, a white scarf around their necks, and a yellow hard hat on their heads. After exceeding one hundred and thirty per hour, the entire body shook when it accelerated. When the heavy locomotive overtook the front car, the taxi of Shibamoto and the others tried to beat the two heavy locomotives, not willing to accept the double challenge. When the three cars raced in the corners at the same time, even Shibamoto did not feel frightened and spoke out to stop:

　　"Don't be like those crazy people."

　　Hearing this, the driver probably felt that since it was the guest's command, even if he gave in, he took full face, so he viciously said to the motorcycle rider who made a noise and went away:

　　"If you have a kind, don't slip, a small stone will tell you to go back to your hometown."

　　As if that wasn't enough, he added:

　　"This kind of guy is actually not cared about, what the hell are the police doing?" He didn't expect to be fifty steps and a hundred steps.

　　"Are there many such people?" Chai Ben said as if pandering.

　　"It's been cold lately, but there are more summer days."

　　That's right. How long does it take to ride a locomotive like this from Toyonaka to Kurito? ”

　　"Well, it's about sixty-five kilometers, and even this car takes forty minutes, and I think a heavy locomotive is pretty much the same."

　　Shibamoto glanced at Yoshino and motioned for him to write it down.

　　The clock on the Kurito Interchange points to 10:50. The road between the Famous God Highway and Miami is not easy to walk, the distance is only fifteen kilometers, but it takes nearly forty minutes.

　　"It's half past eleven." After confirming with Naono, Shibamoto got off the bus in front of the guesthouse where Miyuki was staying. The two-storey homestay has a wide courtyard, but the building is quite old.

　　The two shouted inwards in the dim hallway, but no one answered. After a while, I saw an old woman in her seventies come out with a displeased face and ask them what was wrong.

　　"This summer, there was a Shibamoto student from Osaka..."

　　The old woman shook her hand in embarrassment, muttering that the homestay was only open in the summer, and now it does not stay overnight, and the union has not yet set a price for next year, so it does not accept reservations and so on. But when she saw the one-thousand-yuan bill that Chai Ben pulled out, she took the money into her arms without saying a word, smiled and showed her yellow teeth, and said that she could make a reservation privately.

　　Shibamoto and the old woman sat side by side in the sunny corridor, indicating that he just wanted to ask Miyuki and the others about it, but the old woman said that she might not remember what had happened so long ago.

　　"On the afternoon of the second day, was there a girl who was unwell so she didn't go swimming?"

　　Listening to Chai Ben say this, the old woman clapped her palms and said:

　　"It's those four schoolgirls." These children are really energetic and lively every day. It is true that after lunch, there was a man who stayed in the house and did not go out. ”

　　"At that time, did anyone come to her?"

　　"Well... Not really. ”

　　"You should always be downstairs." Her classmates said that they had told you to take care of her..."

　　"This... Oh..." The old woman said vaguely.

　　"Or are you out?"

　　"I didn't go out. So hot I have nothing to do when I go out. I just watched TV and then took a groggy nap..."

　　What is the difference between this dead old woman, groggy and taking a nap, and not being at home? Chai Ben was secretly angry in his heart, but on the surface he still asked politely:

　　"Was there any suspicious condition on the second floor at that time?" Anything, please think about it. ”

　　Looking at Chai Ben's perseverance and the previous thousand yuan tip, the old woman frowned and tried to think back:

　　"Ah, remember. That day, because the second floor was too quiet, and I was also entrusted by others, I went up to see it. I only saw the girl sleeping soundly under the covers, and I remember seeing three empty Coke bottles on her pillow and wondering how the girl could drink so well. ”

　　"Coke bottle?" Who brought it? ”

　　"No, it's not. There is a refrigerator in the hallway on the second floor, with beer and Coke, and drinkers can only pay for it. ”

　　"Is it true that there are three bottles?"

　　"You can't go wrong, I'll keep it in my notebook, so I can't go wrong."

　　"Won't it be someone else drinking it?"

　　"No, it won't. When the other three went out, I had just finished packing the dishes, and there were no bottles at that time. ”

　　"When did you find these bottles?"

　　"That was after I woke up... It should be after two o'clock. ”

　　"When did the other three go out?"

　　"Well..." The old woman couldn't say it at once, and the previous thousand yuan no longer seemed to work on Chai Ben's successive questions.

　　"Can't think of it? They're supposed to be going to catch an airboat. ”

　　"Say it earlier. Since it was to take the airboat, it was clear to ask the grandfather. ”

　　"Grandpa?"

　　"My wife, he's guarding the houseboat by the lake."

　　Shibamoto threw a thank you and got up.

　　Although autumn is strong, there are still many people playing in the water with their families and families on the lakeside. Nowadays, no matter where it is, as long as there is green water and blue sky, it can attract crowds. Leisure fever makes business become no holiday difference, in order to avoid the crowds, leisure people usually choose to travel on weekdays, the result is that because everyone thinks so, there is a phenomenon that weekdays are more congested than Sundays.

　　The houseboat is located on the lakefront less than 100 meters from the property. The old man was swallowing the clouds and spitting out the mist one by one. He just counts the time for the boat to be rented and returned, and then collects the rent, so there is nothing, just idleness. Occasionally, a customer had to make an appointment for an accompanying steamboat and ran to the tea shop to call back the young man who was fishing there, which was also one of his jobs.

　　Grandpa remembers it very well, because it was a guest who lived in his own home. He said:

　　"The four of them are so beautiful that the young driver is arguing about how to drive the steamboat for them." Unfortunately, when I set off, the cutest girl did not come, which disappointed the young man who won the driver's draw. ”

　　Hearing that Miyuki was the most popular, Shibamoto was heartbroken, but he did not hesitate to stuff a thousand yuan bill into his grandfather's hand.

　　"You just said that the girl who booked the steamboat was the girl who didn't go later, didn't you?"

　　"Yeah. I was wondering why she didn't take the boat. The steamboat is rented, so even though there are only three people to take it, the rent is still the same, and we are not affected. ”

　　"Two boys should have come looking for this girl, did you notice?"

　　"Boy? Well... The homestay is all handed over to my wife to manage... Wait, so to speak, there are two strange guys. Grandpa tilted his head slightly. Shibamoto immediately approached the body.

　　"I don't remember exactly... When the girl came back from the lake alone, a boy in the tea shop waved to her. I thought to myself that I didn't know which little sex ghost it was, who knew that this girl ran away on her own, I think it was probably someone I knew, so I didn't care. ”

　　"What did the boy say?"

　　"I didn't hear that. The girl immediately came to rent an airboat with me, and I thought the boy was going to take it too, but neither the girl nor the boy got on board. ”

　　"Hmmm... Is there only one boy? ”

　　"I guess so. After lunch, about one o'clock, after three girls came out of the lake by steamboat, the boy came to see. But the boat was already out, so I guess the girls didn't notice. ”

　　Shibamoto took the photo out of his pocket. This is a photo taken by the staff of the Shibamoto Volunteer Shop on the day of Miyuki's first seven days.

　　"The boy you're talking about, is he here?"

　　Old Dad covered the sun and looked at it again and again.

　　"These three girls came to our house to stay."

　　"What about boys?" Chai Ben couldn't wait to urge the old man.

　　"It seems to be this person..." The old man pointed to Naito, who had a strange expression on the photo.

　　"That's it..." Shibamoto ended his lengthy narration, staring sharply at Fujita.

　　"The owner of the motorcycle is Liu Sheng. On that day they deliberately shouted that they were going to swim in Suma and then ride to Lake Biwa. Go out at ten o'clock, and it should be around eleven o'clock to Get to Miami Beach. They instigated Miyuki to send the other three girls to visit the bridge, sneak into the homestay while the old woman was napping, and then..." Shibamoto couldn't go on.

　　"Please ask Naito to come over, I will not allow him to continue to carry garlic." As he spoke, Shibamoto slapped the table heavily. It was at this time that the bell that announced the end of the morning class rang.

　　Fujita had no reason to refuse Shibamoto's request, so he reluctantly went to the second class of the second year. Shibamoto stared wide-eyed at the door, motionless as Naito arrived.

　　The door opened and Chai Ben laid out the shelf.

　　"Huh? Fujita Sensei should be here? ”

　　Nomura and Otsuka leaned out behind the school staff who were talking to themselves. Shibamoto saw the familiar face, which slightly eased the severe lines on his face, and gently greeted him with his eyes.

　　"You've come just in time, and I'm going to avenge my daughter, and I'm trying to give them something to eat." Recent young people really don't know anything about how to behave and behave. Mr. Policeman, you are present, I believe That Naito and Yanagi should be more at ease. ”

　　Hearing Yanagi's name, Nomura asked:

　　"Are you sure Liu Sheng is really involved?"

　　"I have proof that he's related, and these people are all hilly people." Although Chai Ben still wanted to continue, he stopped talking at the thought that saying more was just ugly and extravagant.

　　"Although we know a little about the whole incident, it seems that it is not convenient for us to come forward."

　　Sensing Shibamoto's concerns, Nomura urges Otsuka to go out and close the door. Just then Fujita appeared at the other end of the corridor.

　　"What's the matter?"

　　Completely oblivious to Fujita's displeasure, Nomura asks Fujita to elaborate as much as possible on how he manages his students during the trip.

　　"This is entirely left to student autonomy. As you may know, second-class cabins are several cabins of varying sizes, each of which can sleep about ten to thirty people. The so-called management is nothing more than letting the people who sleep together take care of each other and act collectively. ”

　　"If that's the case, then Liu Sheng's whereabouts on the ship, asking the students in the same cabin should be the clearest?" Who are the people in the same cabin as Liu Sheng? ”

　　"There is no limit to this, and it is up to the students to decide for themselves. Most of the people who are compatible will be together, so I don't quite know who Liu Sheng was with that day. But it's probably Naito, Araki, and Mine takashi, who are usually familiar with him. ”

　　Nomura had hoped that Fujita would summon Araki and Takashi Mine, but fujita said with a calm face and no smile:

　　"Both of them said they were going to Liu Sheng's house in the afternoon, so they took leave and left first."

　　Taking advantage of the pause in Nomura's questioning, Fujita seemed to have an opportunity to escape. His back showed his desire to keep his distance from the police.

　　It was just after noon, and the door of Liu Sheng's house was locked tightly, and no one answered the bell. Nomura unceremoniously knocked on the sliding door.

　　"Annoyed, no one is home." Inside came Liu Sheng's voice. How is no one talking back? Not to be outdone, Nomura shouted, "I'm Nomura, open the door." ”

　　In the living room sat four people, namely Ryuho Yanagi, Takashi Mine, Nobuo Araki, and Miyuki Nobuyuki, all of whom were familiar faces at the time of the poisoning incident.

　　Nomura looked around and found a seat with Otsuka. The crowd sat in the center of the table, and the unfinished cigarettes were still smoking. The decree stipulates that minors cannot smoke, but everyone here does not care, and Nomura has no intention of pursuing it.

　　At the beginning, Liu Shengbei looked imposing, and he couldn't see the mournful expression he had when he heard the news of Mishazi's death last night. Is it the young man's grief that calms down quickly, or is it just bluffing?

　　The other three didn't look very happy either, keeping their mouths shut and not talking. Finally, Nomura asked softly:

　　"Liu Sheng, how is the trip on the ship?"

　　Long Bao's eyes widened in confusion. Nomura recalled a writer who once said that when an incident occurred, the murderer could be judged by looking at the eyes. If this writer saw the look in Long Bao's eyes now, he would definitely say that this handsome teenager was definitely not a murderer. Long Bao's eyes were clear and not cloudy at all. However, Nomura continued to question unmoved:

　　"It's autumn tourism." Didn't you take a boat from Osaka to Takamatsu? ”

　　"That's it." Long Bao's face eased slightly, and then he said, "I can't see the scenery at night anyway, so it's not good." ”

　　"Did you sleep well in the cabin?"

　　"I've been on deck and hardly slept much."

　　"On deck all night?"

　　"Yeah, because the cabin is so noisy."

　　"Yes, so are you alone on deck, or are someone with you?"

　　"Not alone..." Long Bao stammered.

　　"So who are you with?" I want you to be clear, who is the guy who can prove you've been on deck? ”

　　In an instant, under the silent and heavy cover, even the air seemed to condense, only the smoke in the ashtray rose straight up. Long Bao fixed his eyes on where the smoke went, but never answered, and Nomura just stared at him silently.

　　"I don't know why you're asking this question," Miyuki said suddenly in disbelief, "but I've always been with Yanagi." ”

　　"You?" The air silently stirred up a commotion, and the smoke of cigarettes collapsed into a curve.

　　"That's right, it's me. How, aren't you satisfied with my testimony? Looking at Nomura's suspicious eyes, Miyuki said defiantly.

　　"Not disgruntled, just did anyone else see you on deck?"

　　"Who knows. We've tried not to let others spot us anymore. And I don't think there should be anyone in our class who likes to probe people's privacy and destroy people's tastes like the police. Miyuki is facing Nomura's challenge.

　　"Why do you care so much about this? Whether it was getting on or off the boat, Liu Sheng arrived at the time of roll call, so of course he was on the boat. ”

　　Nomura ignored this statement and asked:

　　"Liu Sheng, I heard you had a fight with someone before you got on the boat, didn't you?"

　　"Well, one thing..."

　　"With whom?"

　　"Who knows? I didn't ask for the name... Ah, yes, kurihara of toyonaka Business School. I listened to What Naito said. ”

　　This pushed again on Naito. Nomura was bored to hear this, and thinking that Shibamoto had just said that these people were all one hill, Nomura couldn't help but agree. Nomura looked at Takaho with an innocent expression and calmly responded, really eager to punch him to confess, but because of the law, he could not move, which made Nomura strangle his wrist.

　　"Speaking of Naito, did you see him today?"

　　"No, I didn't get to school today."

　　"Mr. Shibamoto was furious at school. I heard that he found evidence that Naito bullied Miyuki, and it is said that you also have a copy. With that, Nomura stole Takaho's reaction.

　　"Can't stand it, actually such nonsense." I think he's thinking his daughter is crazy. Takaho smiled, and the dimples that appeared on his cheeks made Nomura even more dissatisfied.

　　"Disturbed." Nomura said as he stood up, "I'll go find Kurihara and see if I can ask a different question than you." ”

　　This sentence is simply superfluous, but it is only this sentence that can be said.

　　Anger was raging, and the speed of walking naturally increased, and when Nomura arrived at Toyonaka Business School, it was just a little past.

　　"You're Kurihara."

　　Suddenly called out during the lunch break, Kurihara cowered timidly. To Nomura's question, he replied:

　　"The other person is tall and looks strong. But if it's one-on-one, I don't necessarily lose. Like the guy who pulled me on the boat, he looked tall, but he didn't have any strength. It's just that the other side has a lot of people, so..."

　　"Wait, you said you got on the boat with the students of Fengneng High School?"

　　"Yeah, because they grabbed me and didn't let go."

　　"But when you got on the ship, didn't the crew count the numbers?" Then aren't you counted into Fengneng High School? ”

　　"I don't know much about that. I ran immediately after I got on the gangway, and I didn't have time to notice that it was before or after the number of people. ”

　　Nomura glanced at Otsuka, as Kurihara's escape before or after the number of people was the key to deciding whether Or not Takaho had boarded the ship.

　　"Otsuka, it seems that Takaho's fox tail can't be hidden." Long Bao had no intention of getting on the ship in the first place, and he used this as a reason to cause a commotion before boarding the ship to get everyone's attention, which was the first step in his alibi. Then, in order to match the number of passengers, he captured Kurihara as a stand-in.

　　The certificate of presence on the ship is the responsibility of Miyuki. As long as the two are on deck, the classmates who believe that the two of them are a pair will not approach or doubt. After all, in the hearts of children at that age, love is the most sacred, so I don't think anyone will peek. And on the first day of the trip, everyone must be exhausted, too late to sleep, who still has time and energy to pay attention to Longbao. When I think about when I traveled before, I probably didn't get out of this situation.

　　I don't think long-termo's actions after getting on the ship will not be much different from what we speculate. After the killing, he took the national railway to Takamatsu, and then deliberately pretended to be late, so that Fujita Sensei paid special attention to him. ”

　　"But..." Otsuka immediately questioned. If Kurihara and the students of Fengneng High School got on the boat, the number of Fengneng High School would of course be just right. However, wouldn't the number of Fengzhong Commercial School be smaller in this way? If the number of people in Toyonaka Commercial School is also correct, isn't it possible that Long bao mixed in with Fengzhong Commercial School and boarded the ship? ”

　　"Let's go to the shipping company." Nomura didn't wait for Otsuka to finish speaking, and then he rushed to Otsuka and set off.

　　Kansai Steamboat is located on the shore of the Yodogawa River in Osaka's Kita Ward. When the head of the passenger section heard Nomura's intentions, he tilted his head and thought for a while, and because he could not resist Nomura's repeated inquiries, he had to call everywhere, and finally found a middle-aged staff member.

　　"I'm Nakajima, who is in charge of school trips." Nakajima looked at Nomura coldly and introduced himself with some scruples. He was clearly worried that the police would point out his negligence in front of the young section chief. Nomura did not bother to pay attention to the scruples of these lower-class office workers.

　　"Were the numbers correct when you boarded the ship?"

　　Asking questions in an investigative tone to the point seems to be a failure.

　　"Are you accusing us of any negligence in management?"

　　"It's not like that, I just want to know what happened when I counted the number of people." Although Nomura changed the tone of his speech, the stiff lines on Nakajima's face did not ease.

　　"Usually, as long as it is a group of guests, we will ask for the passenger list in advance, and then before boarding, the group leader will determine the number of people, and contact us for any changes. So when we get on the ship, we basically count the number of people, usually there is no discrepancy with the passenger list. In particular, school trips are controlled by teachers, so it is 100% infallible. ”

　　Nomura couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. Didn't Longbao cleverly use this hundred percent?

　　"But is it possible that individuals outside the group get on board when you are not paying attention?"

　　"We did worry about this happening a long time ago, at the opening of the Universal Exposition, when travel agencies and tour guides avoided such a thing, and specially asked tourists to wear ribbons of the same color or wear uniform hats. Now we have clearly separated the groups in the waiting room, and if necessary, we will let them pin ribbons of different colors, so far, there has not been a single mistake. ”

　　"That's it. What about school trips? ”

　　"That would be even less of a problem. Students wear uniforms, so there's no need to worry about getting it wrong. And unlike other tours from all over the world, students know each other, so as soon as someone comes in, they will be discovered immediately. ”

　　"Of course. It's just..." Nomura emphasized the accentuated accentuation of the voice.

　　"If students wore similar uniforms, although the hat badge and buttons may be designed a little differently, and students wearing similar uniforms were mixed in with other schools, would you find out?"

　　Nakajima stared wide-eyed at Nomura.

　　"I don't quite understand what you mean, but if this were to happen, I think the students would have found out before we did."

　　"No, I mean, if the students deliberately don't speak, will you find out?"

　　Nakajima threw a plea for help from the head of the section. If you tell the truth, you should not find it, but saying so is equivalent to admitting that the number of people counted is wrong, and the company is also responsible, so Nakajima does not dare to answer casually.

　　The head of the class, Tie Qing, replied with a face:

　　"We can't answer your hypothetical question. But from my personal point of view, our company's staff are very experienced, so in case of this situation, I am sure they will find it right. Just as the national railway and private railway ticket collectors can see at a glance that the regular ticket has been fraudulently used or the use period has expired, the staff who count the number of people also has a strong sense of sixth. ”

　　What a clever answer. But that's a far cry from the answer Nomura wanted. Since Kurihara got on the boat with the students of Fengneng High School, it means that the people of the shipping company missed a student of Toyonaka Business School. However, as long as the people of the shipping company do not admit it, Longbao's criminal theory will not be established. Therefore, Nomura changed the way he asked questions.

　　"The boat was taken by students from Fengneng High School and Fengzhong Business School who participated in the school trip, right?"

　　Nakajima flipped through the record book and nodded slightly, as long as he answered according to the record, it should be foolproof.

　　The record book has been checked and confirmed by several people, so there will be no negligence. If there is a mistake, it will not be the fault of Nakajima alone, and the responsibility will be spread to others. That is, everyone only needs to take part of the responsibility. Perhaps this is the ambiguous measure that organizations take to diversify the risk of liability.

　　Therefore, Nakajima dared to answer with peace of mind.

　　"As you said, there were indeed two schools and three groups of the Peasants' Association on that day. Among them..." Nakajima's eyes ran after the numbers. "The number of people on board was two hundred and thirty-four, plus the six teachers who led the team, for a total of two hundred and forty people, which was consistent with the number of people on the list."

　　"That means the number of people counted on the ship is the same, isn't it?"

　　"Of course, because after counting the number of people, the company's staff must check whether the number of people reported to the office matches the number of people on the list."

　　Speaking of this, Nakajima nodded his head in understanding and said:

　　"I see, Mr. Policeman. You're asking that, right? If it was that thing, it was solved on the spot. ”

　　"That thing? What you said was..." Nomura leaned forward and craned his neck to look at the record book. Thinking that there was evidence of Long Bao's crime recorded there, his spirit came.

　　"Nor is there anything wrong with the record. I heard that at first, the number of people at Toyonaka Business School was one less, which did not match the number of passengers. Students were too late to arrive, so our staff immediately went to contact the teacher. The teacher was also startled, and immediately nodded again, and it turned out that two hundred and thirty-four people were on board, and there was a false alarm. I also heard that the staff of the company who counted the number of people was sneered at by the teacher, saying that it was difficult to travel, and was touched by a moldy head at the beginning. However, since the number of people is fine, it is not recorded. ”

　　"But there's obviously one less person, right?"

　　"You're obviously not right either. At that time, it was speculated that the detector pressed too lightly, so the number did not move. The party argued that he did have a press, that the error was caused by a machine failure, and that the detector was replaced. But I guess it's a strong word. In any case, the students of Toyonaka Business School all got on the boat, and the matter came to an end. ”

　　"But what about Fengneng High School?" Did they also roll call after getting on the boat? ”

　　Nakajima said with an unabashedly impatient look:

　　"Our company didn't ask them to do that. After all, their number is the same as the roster, and there is no need for this. ”

　　"That's the problem." Nomura said emphatically, "There was a student at Fengneng High School who didn't get on board. ”

　　"Why?"

　　"It's none of your business, but he didn't get on the boat anyway." In order to avoid undernumbering, he pulled a student from Toyonaka Business School as a stand-in. The counting staff also counted the students of this Fengzhong Business School, so the number would be consistent. ”

　　"But as I said before, if that's the case, the other students will find out."

　　"This one doesn't matter. Then again, there was one less person at Toyonaka Business School, and in a panic, I nodded my name again, but found that all of them had arrived. It should have all arrived, because at this time the students who had boarded the boat with Fengneng High School returned to their own ranks. Therefore, one less person should be Fengneng High School, but because it did not click again after getting on the ship, no one found out. ”

　　"Did Fengneng High School say that?"

　　"No, they said all the students were on board." Nomura could only answer reluctantly like this.

　　"We can't accept what you're saying. What do you really want? The head of the class forked the road, and his voice was full of displeasure.

　　"My point is, is it possible that someone else got on board?"

　　The head teacher shook his head two or three times and said:

　　"Impossible. If so, you should ask About High School. How could a school not know about one less student? It's hard for us to accept your blunt claims. ”

　　Nomura glared angrily at the head of the section.

　　Otsuka grabbed Nomura's sleeve and pulled him outside.

　　"Even if, as you said, someone replaces Long bao on the ship, and the people at the shipping company don't find out, there is no way to do it." What's more, isn't it even more unlikely that you want them to testify? ”

　　"But we have Kurihara's testimony."

　　"Only Kurihara's testimony is too weak. A lawyer with a better hand can refute us by using Miyuki's words. After all, we have no absolute evidence. ”

　　"Ask Naito's results, he insisted that Kurihara was released before counting the number of people, wasn't he?" Otsuka asked on the Hankyu train back to Toyonaka.

　　"No, this kid is more cunning. In order to perfunctory us, he only said that he did not remember very well, and it should be before counting the number of people. He must have wanted to wait until he was sure how much evidence we had, and then leave room for himself to retract his confession or go around in circles. Like people in shipping companies, most people try to avoid what they say becoming the decisive factor. However, they did not expect that this attitude would cause much obstacle to the handling of the case. Nomura said indignantly.

　　"Wait a minute. Compared to the alibi on the boat, why are they so unobtrusive in Lake Biwa? They didn't even fake their eyewitnesses on the shores of Suma. Compared to being on a ship, this is simply full of loopholes, and even the layman's chai book is easily recognized. ”

　　"At that time, it was not a crime, even if it was discovered, it did not matter, but it was the design of the alibi to be suspicious."

　　"Then there is no need to shout loudly, let people think that they are going to Suma, and at the beginning it is better to say lake Biwa." And, as I argued at the beginning, the Case of Lake Biwa, the poisoning, and Kamei are all a series of related incidents. I think they should know that if It was revealed that Naito and Takaho were complicit in the Lake Biwa incident, then the next incident, of course, they would also be considered accomplices, but they were defenseless at Lake Biwa. Such a simple approach really can't make people associate with the practice on the ship. Don't you think it's strange? ”

　　"What about the poisoning incident?" They are all victims. ”

　　"I have my own opinion on this. As long as the two people in the Lake Biwa operation are solved too simple suspicions, the bottom card of the poisoning incident will also appear. ”

　　Nomura look at the watch. To and from Osaka, plus a trip to the shipping company, the time is already after five o'clock. Nomura thought he was going to find Shibamoto next.

　　Shibamoto happened to be at home. Nomura asked about Naito, and Shibamoto led them into the reception room as if they had been waiting for a long time, and then said to his wife Shoko, who had brought tea:

　　"Sit down too." We asked Mr. Police to judge us to see if it was fair. ”

　　Shibamoto's forehead jumped violently, and Nomura sensed that he must have had an unpleasant conversation with Naito, so he said:

　　"I want to jump out of the police position, please feel free to say." Nomura's tone seems to suggest: If you have any grievances, just vent, depending on the situation, the police may be able to help you. Shibamoto immediately went down the water and repeated the beginning and end of the investigation with Yoshino. After listening, Nomura asked:

　　"So how did you talk to Naito?"

　　"What else can I do?" These people are simply rogues and have no feelings at all. The more Shibamoto said, the more angry he became.

　　To Shibamoto's question, Naito just smiled coldly and replied to him without panic: "Otherwise, what do you want to do?" When Shibamoto asked him with a sad face, "Are you the father of the child in Miyuki's belly?" He just dropped a sentence in disbelief: "Maybe." ”

　　"You... You killed your lover and child. So you don't care? ”

　　"She's not my lover, and I didn't kill her." Didn't she die of illness? What does that have to do with me? ”

　　"Not a lover? Then you are forced to take Miyuki..."

　　"How is that possible? We are two-sided. She was still very happy, which made me a little disgusted, and she had a crush on me for a long time. But I don't mean anything to her. ”

　　This was truly an unforgiving insult, and there was not even the slightest pity or remembrance for Miyuki. Shibamoto had always thought that if Naito had a little remorse, he might be able to forgive Naito, and Miyuki could be blind, but Naito shattered his expectations. After a moment of shock, anger swept through his body, and Shibamoto fell into a frenzy.

　　"Are you still human like this?" What hatred does Miyuki have with you? ”

　　Looking at Shibamoto's blood-swollen face, Naito just looked at him with a sneer and said:

　　"No, I neither hate her nor care about her."

　　"Then why? Why do that to Miyuki? ”

　　"She asked for me."

　　"Is it Miyuki?" You bullshit! Miyuki is not that kind of girl! ”

　　"That's right, Miyuki is just an ordinary girl, and the bad thing is her old man."

　　"You mean me?" What's wrong with me? ”

　　"I didn't say it several times, you stole the sun from my house and killed my grandmother."

　　"Just because you hate me, you defile Miyuki?"

　　"Not really. Miyuki only used that incident to make amends to me, asking me to forgive her for the cruel fault of Lao Tzu. So I told her, yes, after all, she is not the same as her old man. Although she had such a bad father, it wasn't her fault. ”

　　"You say I'm cruel?"

　　"You can think of it, but Miyuki is glad to hear me say that." She also said that as a symbol of reconciliation, she asked me to have sex with her. ”

　　"Nonsense! Miyuki can't do such a thing, you're talking nonsense! Shibamoto roared furiously, and at the end of the speech, his voice was completely hoarse.

　　"Since you don't believe it, don't ask. I'm leaving. With that, Naito stood up indifferently.

　　"Slow down! Do you think this is revenge against me? Listen, it's legal for me to build that apartment. As for whether your grandmother is alive or dead, it has nothing to do with me. But you actually..."

　　"What's wrong with me having sex with Miyuki?" It's just to stimulate each other's mucous membranes for fun. That has nothing to do with Miyuki's life and death. After all, I didn't have the power to deliberately make her pregnant. So let's even out. It's just that my grandmother's pain, and my parents and I suffered because of my grandmother's death, you have to suffer, otherwise it would be too unfair. ”

　　"That guy just hanged himself out." You say, is this like words? ”

　　Shibamoto said as he caressed Shoko's back. Halfway through the conversation, Shoko was already in tears, and Shibamoto's eyes were filled with tears of anger. This was a sad anger that could not be vented, and Nomura and Otsuka could only listen silently, not knowing how to comfort them.

　　"I don't know what the young people have been thinking lately." The only way to express sympathy is perhaps to utter such mundane sighs.

　　"The United Red Army that mistreated its companions is made up of this type of madman." Chai Ben was dazed and couldn't even speak incoherently. Nomura and Otsuka nodded vaguely and stood up. Shibamoto was already so excited that he couldn't help himself, and if he listened to it, I'm afraid he wouldn't gain anything.

　　Walking out of Shibamoto's house, it was already twilight outside. Seeing that it was not early, I found that I was already hungry. The two of them walked to the station and entered a noodle shop, which was the good season to enjoy hot noodles, and Nomura had a ride of noodles eating noodles, his mind still thinking.

　　After drinking the last sip of soup, Otsuka finally settled down and asked Nomura politely:

　　"You just mentioned that the poisoning incident has a clue, can you tell me about it?"

　　Nomura, whose thoughts were interrupted, looked up impatiently and thought about it and said:

　　"That being said, let's hear what I think." If there's anything illogical, just tell me, as usual.

　　First of all, why did Naito and Takaho make such a childish alibi at Lake Biwa? Because they had planned to let Shibamoto easily see through it. For Naito, if Shibamoto didn't know that he did these things, he would lose the meaning of revenge. Naito's purpose is to let Shibamoto see the enemy who is trapped in the abyss of pain and is at ease and in pain. You don't think that these childish-looking alibis are actually the most cruel revenge. ”

　　Otsuka nodded wordlessly. From Shibamoto's retelling of Naito's attitude, it can be seen that Nomura's speculation is correct.

　　"Then came the poisoning incident. You should remember the afternoon of the poisoning, when we asked Naito what he said. Turning to the uproar at the Miyuki-toe Seven Festival, Shibamoto mentioned that Naito looks very quiet, and there may be some contrived elements in it. But I don't think so. I found that when the poisoning occurred, Naito's words and actions seemed to suddenly change as if he had become a tougher person.

　　If his change is justified from Miyuki's death, the opportunity is in the poisoning incident. Bento was poisoned, which completely changed him.

　　I've been wondering, why is that? After thinking about it, I finally came to the conclusion that he had been warned. ”

　　"Warning? By whom? ”

　　"Before you say this man's name, listen to me as usual. If there is something unreasonable, try to tell me.

　　Naito resents Shibamoto because of his grandmother's death, and Takaho, as the boss of a small organization, is of course obliged to avenge Naito. Shibamoto once said that this group of people is no different from the hooligans, and basically makes sense. Whether it is reasonable or not, if you can't complain about your subordinates, you can't afford to be the boss, so Longbao will go to Lake Biwa with Naito to defile Miyuki. As for Naito saying that Miyuki volunteered, there are still some doubts, but sooner or later it will always come out.

　　Looking at Shibamoto's distressed look after learning that Miyuki was pregnant, Naito was in a great mood for achieving his goal of revenge. Then, as long as the abortion surgery is successful, even if the hatred between him and Shibamoto is not owed, he will be satisfied. Unexpectedly, Miyuki died.

　　As far as Naito was concerned, the object of his resentment was not Miyuki, so this unexpected result shook him, and he realized for the first time that what he had done was terrible. At the same time, Takaho began to worry about Naito's fears. Takaho believes that in this way, Naito will explain the beginning and end of the matter to Shibamoto, so he poisons Naito's bento, which is a signal to warn Naito not to betray. Then again, that's how he manages the organization. ”

　　"But it was Long Bao who ate the bento, how could he poison himself and eat it himself?" Otsuka questioned it after taking it for granted. Nomura nodded and said:

　　"You asked very well. Do you remember what I said when I met Dr. Arita before? As long as you figure out why Long Bao must eat that bento, the whole case will come to light.

　　As I think about it, I find that we have always been obsessed with why the case happened, which makes things complicated. From another perspective, if you look at why the case has to happen, things may be much simpler. Therefore, we should no longer think about why Longbao is poisoned, but in turn, we should think about why Longbao is not poisoned.

　　So I carefully reviewed the testimony of Tanaka who participated in the bento auction and found several questions.

　　First of all, why did Longbao shout the price of the bento from sixty yuan to one hundred yuan at once? Even Tanaka was startled by the sky-high price. He also said that beautiful girls, poor classmates, or bento boxes with special significance will sell at a high price. What do you think of connecting these two sentences? ”

　　Nomura's sudden question made Otsuka panic at once, but he also immediately realized the answer That Nomura wanted.

　　"Are you saying that the bento under the Longbao standard has a special purpose?"

　　"That's right. Long Bao must mark the bento, because only he knows that the bento is poisoned and cannot let the bento fall into the hands of others. In other words, the person who poisoned him was actually Ronpo. ”

　　"Is this a warning to Naito?"

　　"Isn't it very logical to think so?"

　　Otsuka was silent for a while before asking a rhetorical question, because even if he had a general idea, it was his job to raise a counter-argument and then confirm it.

　　"If it was just to warn Naito, Takaho wouldn't have had to eat that poisonous bento himself, would he?" If you are worried that it is easy to be suspicious if you don't eat the bento, pretend to eat a little and throw it away. ”

　　"In this case, it is not a warning to Naito." Nomura immediately retorted:

　　"It must be a warning that Naito has eaten a bento." Unexpectedly, Naito went to Miyuki's first seven festivals. In this way, there is no other way to prove that the bento causes mild poisoning than to eat the bento yourself, isn't there? ”

　　Otsuka couldn't wait for Nomura to finish speaking, and immediately continued:

　　"If you already knew, why didn't you arrest Ronpo?" At least the charge of attempted poisoning is justified. ”

　　"Don't forget that the person who told me the results of the appraisal was you." When I asked Naito after asking Tanaka at school, it was you who told me that the bento would make my tongue tingle and it would be difficult to enter.

　　Takaho had no intention of killing Naito, much less of poisoning. He simply wanted to warn Naito that depending on the situation, he might also take sanctions. Of course, the effect of verbal talk is not great, so he expresses it in action.

　　Can this self-explanatory approach be called an attempted poisoning? Not only does it not constitute a crime, but at best it will only end up as a prank, no different from pouring feces in a bento. For someone like Long Bao, this little thing is all within his calculations. ”

　　"I have one last question..." Otsuka asked puzzledly:

　　"What do you mean by organization?" If it is a gang, of course, it will shield its companions for its own interests. When enterprises and non-governmental organizations seek compensation for public nuisance, in order to take care of their own rights and interests, they will also combine with enterprises to negotiate with the law. But what reason did the organizations of Takaho, Naito, and Yanmei have to do things to shield criminals?

　　Lake Biwa or the poisoning incident may not be called a criminal case, but in the end, Kamei's case is obviously already a murder. What I can't figure out is that even if you are part of the organization, is it necessary to unite to help him to this extent? ”

　　"I could easily say there is no need. But now they were already helping Long Bao to make perjury on the ship. There must be a reason for them to do so. ”

　　"That's why I asked you why?"

　　"If I had known, I would have been able to crack Ronpo's alibi."

　　That's all Nomura can answer. The two walked back to the police station heavily.

　　The search chief had a dignified expression.

　　Generations have only blindly reiterated that she has said everything she should say, and strongly advocates that the stranglehold of Kamei and the extermination of the body with cement are all done by her alone. Not only did he not turn to Long bao, nor did he rely on anyone's power, but he did it unconsciously and alone. However, as soon as she was pointed out that there was a contradiction in her words, she was silent.

　　"It's not that we can't understand your feelings of protecting your son, but how long do you think this will last?" Soft and hard words broke the mouth, but as long as Long Bao's absence proved that this level was not broken, the police's words still could not threaten for generations. I don't know if generations are sensitive to the weakness of the police, she always insists that she is a single person.

　　"From 8:30 to 11:30 p.m., there is no one on the road, there should be someone to see Long Bao, you go and find out the witnesses."

　　The head teacher said so, but even Nomura didn't know where to start. It was two weeks ago, and with so many people on the National Railways and Hankyu Trains that it was impossible for the station staff to remember. On the other hand, from Toyonaka Station to Longbao's home is a residential area, longbao may pass the time, everyone is either the whole family in the living room, or early into the bed to sleep, it is unlikely to notice that Longbao deliberately wants to avoid people's ears, and the probability of catching Longbao's flaws is almost equal to zero.

　　What's more, Longbao is a native of Toyonaka City, and should be very aware of the laneways that are rarely passed by people or the old roads without street lights, as long as he takes these roads, it is not impossible to travel between the station and his home without encountering anyone.

　　"Let's go to Liu Sheng's house to see, we can force him from the poisoning incident, maybe in between the conversations he will show the fox's tail."

　　Nomura said weakly, just go home, he was uneasy, staying in the office to see the head of the class frown, and even more uncomfortable. Otsuka felt the same way, so he got up immediately.

　　Naito happened to be at Yanagi's house, and Nomura felt that he would reap the rewards instead, so he spoke:

　　"If it's convenient, can you borrow your study to talk?"

　　Just like the old room of a typical high school student, the room with only three tatami meters is very monotonous, the space is so small that it can accommodate four people, and each other's noses are touched together as if cramped. There were not enough chairs, and Naito was lying horizontally on the bed, which was a bluff to Nomura and the others, and also a disapproval of the incident. Nomura deliberately did not take Naito's attitude into his eyes, looked around the room, and said strangely, "My son is full of nude photos cut from magazines..."

　　"This is Archimedes, right?" Otsuka also asked slowly. On the wall hangs a picture of Archimedes about to emerge from a circular bath, and another is a mosaic of Archimedes staring at the portrait of a soldier wielding a sword and falling into contemplation.

　　"This should be a mosaic replica in Frankfurt." Otsuka said casually. Nomura pouted in surprise and kept looking at Otsuka.

　　"Is it strange that the police are interested in painting?"

　　"No, I'm admiring. I didn't expect you to really know the goods. Can you please explain the strange words written under the picture? ”

　　"I surrender this." Otsuka smiled bitterly:

　　"I can't pronounce it, but I can guess the meaning." It should be the Greek words 'discover' and 'don't erase my figure'. These are all well-known stories. ”

　　"Am he right, Rombo?" Nomura asked Takaho, but Takaho looked like he didn't care.

　　"Archimedes should be your nickname."

　　"I heard you performed naked at school celebrations, didn't you?"

　　"We are... I don't want to see it, but it is said that the girls are quite crazy. Otsuka helped from the sidelines, trying to get Matsutaka's mouth.

　　"Next time, consider acting in 'Salome' (note: a one-act opera by the German composer Richard Strauss, with sexy dances. ), lifting the thin clothes, clearly revealing the body, just like Bilzli's painting. ”

　　"After discussing painting, let's talk about drama again." Eating the police is really idle. ”

　　Long Bao said with a straight face and did not buy it. Nomura thought to himself, give you three colors, you opened the dye shop, just trying to turn your face, the sound of the door being pulled open from the entrance.

　　"Is anyone there?" The voice was low and thick. Nomura looked at Otsuka and nodded, who immediately stood up. Takaho and Naito looked at each other and didn't move.

　　"Sure enough, it's you, and I wonder how the sound sounds a little familiar."

　　"Mr. Policeman, you're here too, it's a coincidence. Is Liu Sheng there? I have something to ask him. In order not to let him blink any more, I even brought witnesses. That's great, Mr. Policeman, come with you. ”

　　"I don't know what you're talking about, but please come up." The room is quite small..." Otsuka invited Shibamoto in as if he were entertaining guests in his own home. Naito timidly straightened up and sat down, while Ryuho looked at him and motioned for him not to shrink his head. Nomura looked into his eyes and thought to himself: There is a good drama to watch.

　　Shibamoto poked his face in first, greeted Nomura, and then stared at Yanagi and Naito interactively, then said to the man behind him:

　　"Hey, you're in."

　　As the man poked his head out, Naito said, "Ah! He cried out.

　　"That's him! That fake note. ”

　　Yoshino hurriedly turned around, but was stopped by Otsuka. Judging from the atmosphere at the scene, Yoshino's appearance would be beneficial to Takaho and Naito, and the opposite would be unfavorable to himself, but since he heard Naito call him a "fake strip", Otsuka, as a legitimate policeman, could not ignore it.

　　Nomura was stunned, Takaho looked a little excited, and Shibamoto frowned because things were not good.

　　Looking at this commotion, Long Bao smiled slightly.

　　"I thought that catching a scoundrel as a witness was something that the Tokugawa era did, but I didn't expect it to be the same now." It's not enough to send a fake cop, and now that you've got fake witnesses, I don't think you really have any brains. I don't know what kind of witness he is, but the has to be measured. ”

　　Yoshino's face was bitter, and Shibamoto was lost in momentum and silent.

　　Longbao further said:

　　"Mr. Policeman, the counterfeit will be handed over to you, so take it with you." My ugly words are said first, and you don't want to stop them. If you need a statement of murder, Naito, you can write it to them right away. ”

　　After saying that, I suddenly thought of something and added:

　　"By the way, Mr. Policeman, I'm talking about the right Mr. Policeman, and you can check where this person was at about 8:30 p.m. on the twenty-fifth of last month. You say yes or no? Counterfeit! ”

　　"What do you mean, what do you mean?" What did I do? You say. ”

　　"Less garlic, didn't you catch a fortune at Bentian Wharf?"

　　Fang Ye was stunned for a moment, but immediately fought back without showing weakness:

　　"Benten Pier? I don't remember where I was. ”

　　"Mr. Policeman, now Naito and I can be your witnesses." On the day of our school trip, when we were about to leave, this impostor was indeed at Bentian Wharf. At that time, it was because of the pickpocket that caused a commotion, and I saw that his face was quite like a pickpocket. ”

　　"Damn! You dare to talk nonsense! Look at whether I spare you! ”

　　Yoshino crossed his face, looking like he was about to rush forward, Long Bao looked at him from the front, and in an instant, a shadow flashed on his face. Nomura looked in his eyes and thought that Takaho would only play tricks, but in fact, he was not very bold, so he was uneasy and kindly planned to turn a blind eye and let Takaho be punched two or three times.

　　Unexpectedly, Shibamoto roared angrily at the "bastard", pushed away Yoshino and scolded:

　　"Don't face the guy, all the good things have ruined you."

　　In the midst of Takaho's arrogant laughter with Naito, Nomura and the others walked out of the hallway.

　　"Mr. Shibamoto, what the hell is going on?" Nomura was furious and gritted his teeth in anger, "If you arrest this person and come out, is it difficult to really do perjury?" ”

　　"How could it be? I'm not going to do such a nasty thing, this guy said it himself. Here's the thing..."

　　Shibamoto was about to start with Miyuki being blackmailed after her death when Yoshino suddenly shouted:

　　"Damn! When I think about it, it's no wonder I always think he's familiar. Shibamoto boss, that guy was at Osaka Station that night. ”

　　"Who will believe what you say?" Chai Benli ignored him.

　　"But it's night the twenty-fifth."

　　Nomura grabbed Yoshino's arm and said:

　　"You mean Yanagi was at Osaka Station on the night of the 25th?"

　　"Hmm." Yoshino was startled by Nomura's momentum and replied with a shrank of his head.

　　"What time is it?"

　　"Probably... Around 11:30. ”

　　"Can't you go wrong? Is it really Liu Sheng? ”

　　"Well, but if you ask me if it's really him, I'm not sure." Because he was wearing a black trench coat, a collar, and sunglasses..."

　　"In uniform?" What about hats? ”

　　"This... He didn't seem to be wearing a hat. Yoshino's voice weakened, and he didn't seem to have much confidence.

　　"How did you remember it until now?"

　　"Oh, what do you mean by that... No way, I said yes. It was at Osaka Station, at the end of October he wore sunglasses, I didn't like it, I wanted to give him some color to see, I followed it, and the more I looked at it, the more familiar I felt, but the result made him slip away. At the time, I didn't think he was Liu Sheng, because I always believed that he was on the ship. ”

　　"Got on board? So, are you really at Bentian Pier? ”

　　Fang Ye was silent. Nomura said:

　　"So what were you doing at Osaka Station so late?" Extortion? Or is it money pickpocketing? ”

　　"Mr. Shibamoto, who are your men?" Nomura looked at Yoshino with disdain and questioned Shibamoto.

　　Shibamoto's frustrated explanation of the beginning and end of Yoshino's involvement, Nomura sighed and shook his head. How credible can a suspect who has intimidated, pretended to be a policeman, cheated and burglarized have?

　　"Boss..." said the trembling LalaChaiben's hand:

　　"I think I'm almost ready to go..."

　　"I can't decide, just ask the police over there." Shibamoto brushed Yoshino's hand, and Yoshino looked up to spy on Nomura.

　　"Do you think I'm going to just let you go?" Nomura vented his anger on Yoshino.

6

　　"Is what Yoshino really sees Ryoho?"

　　Nomura couldn't answer Otsuka's question right away, but just picked up a glass and borrowed wine to pour sorrow.

　　"I think it should be right... If they've ever talked, there's no problem. As long as Yoshino is a third party with no stake, we can bring Takaho to justice. ”

　　At the counter, which was filled with the scent of black wheels, the boss handed out the wine glass without a smile. Nomura couldn't wait to pick up the glass and put it close to his lips. The fourth cup is up. Otsuka glanced at Nomura with concern, but had no intention of stopping him from continuing to drink. At least when you get drunk, you can dispel the resentment in your heart, which Otsuka is the same as Nomura.

　　"The costumes are also not right. School trips are uniforms, school hats, and trench coats should not be worn. Nomura picked up the chopsticks and mashed the taro on the plate and said.

　　"As long as you throw the trench coat into the sea from the Yugao liaison ship, it will not be over." The hat can also be kept in your pocket and worn when you reach Takamatsu. ”

　　Nomura did not answer and continued to poke the taro. The taro that was fragmented began to become slimy, but Nomura did not stop chopsticks, and even licked the taro with his left finger. After that, he looked at Otsuka with incredulous eyes and said:

　　"What did you just say?" Just throw away the trench coat? ”

　　"That's what I said. After going out of the house wearing sunglasses and wearing a trench coat, of course, you can't take the windbreaker that doesn't comply with the rules in your hand, so you have to throw it away. ”

　　"Interesting. So Longbao shouldn't have a trench coat now, right? ”

　　"That's the way it should be."

　　"It's getting more and more interesting. I asked Longbao: Where did you throw the trench coat? Everyone knows your trench coat was there before the trip, but now it's gone. Where did you throw it? Come on, let's talk about it. ”

　　Nomura looked at Otsuka with a look of concentration and forced him to answer.

　　"I don't think he can say it." Otsuka's eyes flashed a light, and he continued:

　　"Well, that might be a good idea."

　　"Stupid!" Nomura scolded and took a sip of wine.

　　"Do you think Longbao is that simple?" Listen well, Otsuka. Longbao's plan was carefully planned. When he knew that generations of hot spring trips were on the same day as school trips, he had calmly planned them. Long Bao is so cunning, do you think he will not know to prepare two trench coats of the same color and style? Like you think you caught his fox tail and asked him where he threw his trench coat, which is already in his calculations, I think he will definitely show you one that he prepared earlier. So you're done, you're done. ”

　　"Would a high school student think so thoughtfully?" Would you think too much? Otsuka said disapprovingly.

　　"If you have a son who went to high school, you know. What medicine they sell in the gourd, we will not know. Look at the daily newspaper news. What they do really scare us. They already knew how we would react, and now is such an era. Wake up, Otsuka. A slap on Otsuka's back, Nomura shouted at the boss:

　　"Boss, the cup was empty. Concentrate on business, add me wine! ”

　　"You tell me, I'll do it."

　　"This is really not a good thing to hear, it seems that the boss is also worried about your son, isn't it?"

　　"My son is very filial."

　　"That's really good." Nomura's boring face.

　　"There are many kinds of young people. You see this submission column, a letter submitted by an old woman in the countryside who was lovingly cared for by young people. Take a look. ”

　　"No, I just want to throw up when I hear election speeches and good people and good things." It's all fake, nothing. With that, Nomura raised his glass and took a sip.

　　It seems to be almost drunk. Otsuka gave up paying attention to Nomura and took the newspaper handed by his boss, looking at it without a ride. The headline "Inside the House Election" came into view, but Otsuka was not interested. Although there is no interest in reading the newspaper, the eyes still inadvertently fall on the submission column said by the boss, with the title "Touching Young People". After reading two or three lines, Otsuka's eyes widened in surprise, as if he wanted to eat the newspaper.

　　"Hey, look!" Otsuka's fingers slapped the book column fiercely and said to the drunken Nomura:

　　"Look at this!"

　　Submission Of the touching young man Tokuyama City Takeda Sadako (60)

　　It was rare for me to visit my married daughter in Osaka years later. On the evening of the 25th of last month, I went to Osaka Station to get home on the "Chikushi-2" train. There were many passengers at the station, but because my daughter helped me buy a sleeping ticket, I sat in the waiting room and waited quietly for the ticket to be cut.

　　At this time, a man of about thirty years old ran up to me and sat down next to me. He was dressed scruffily, his eyes flickering, and he looked left and right from time to time. He said he was a passenger, he didn't have any luggage with him, and he didn't look like he was waiting for someone.

　　I heard that there are many people in the city who will look for a small thing, because they are afraid, so they stand up, but I did not expect that the local products prepared for me by my daughter became a hindrance. I was carrying heavy luggage in both hands, and I couldn't even walk steadily.

　　I didn't expect the man to come after me, I wanted to shout for help, but I was afraid that this would make him more excused to approach me, so I sped up, but he ran to me and said to me:

　　"Old woman, it's heavy. I'll help you mention it. "Then grab my purse. I trembled and flatly refused, and he forcibly pulled my purse and said:

　　"I'm good, take it." At that moment, all the luggage in my hand fell to the ground, and I was too frightened to speak. At this time, a young boy stood between me and this man, staring at the man in silence. The man snorted and disappeared into the crowd. I was relieved and kept thanking the young man, but he just helped me check my luggage without saying a word. I told him I was going to take the "Chikushi-2" train, and he picked out my heaviest luggage and helped me get to the platform.

　　On the platform, I asked the young man for his name, but he just shook his hand and didn't say anything, and then jumped into the car that was driving in the opposite direction.

　　It is often said that the recent young people are unmistakable. The young man in a black trench coat and sunglasses did not look good at first glance, but he had a gentle heart. Therefore, I think we cannot generalize and deny all young people, let alone blame them just because of the appearance of their clothing.

　　The moment he checked my luggage, I saw the gold buttons flashing in the black trench coat, and I thought he must be a high school student. Because I don't know his name and address, although I know that his writing is clumsy, I still want to talk about my gratitude through the submission column.

　　When he was drunk, he was blown out of the cloud of nine clouds.

　　Back at the police station, Nomura's hands trembled as he flipped through the watch he had bought during the day. The Chikushi-2 train on the Sanyo Main Line departs from Osaka at 22:32. The departure platform is the first platform. Not far in front of it, the second platform is the platform of Vulture II, which departs at 23:29. Out of caution, Nomura looked at the location map of Osaka Station again, the southernmost part of the east-west side platform, the first platform on the south side, and the second platform on the north side.

　　"It's great." Nomura patted Osaka heavily on the shoulder.

　　"Call the newspaper and ask the author, Sadako Takeda, for her address and phone number." If you can, borrow the original manuscript of the submission. ”

　　Otsuka picked up the phone, and before long, he circled his fingers and sent an OK signal to Nomura.

　　The suspicious man mentioned in the letter was Yoshino, and the kind young man must have been Takaho. As long as Takeda Sadako came forward to identify, it was ironclad evidence. ”

　　Nomura exhaled heavily. At this time, the drunkenness spread throughout the body.

　　Just when He was at Long bao's house, When Fang Ye was about to rush over to beat Long Bao, Long Bao's expression suddenly dimmed. I thought Long Bao was afraid of Fang Ye's rough movements, but it wasn't. Long Bao suddenly discovered that Yoshino was the he had met at the Dagu Station, so he was in a hurry to drive us away. ”

　　"But..." Otsuka said softly, tapping on the book column, "this is really no coincidence." I didn't expect that Long Bao would fight righteously, but he would harm himself..."

Chapter Six: The Mother's Shelter

One of the confessions of Ryujo Ryuho

　　On October 13, the day I was discharged from the hospital after recovering from poisoning, I began to make plans. I had long known that on the evening of the twenty-fifth day, Masakazu Kamei would come to my house to find my sister Mishako. When I knew that neither my mother nor I would be home, I guessed that my sister would make up her mind to call Kamei home. After I was discharged from the hospital, I rested at home for a while, during which my sister's attitude and the content of the phone conversation with Kamei made me more and more sure that my speculation was correct. So I was going to give Kamei a little color that night.

　　I hate men like Kamei, and I can even say I hate him. When my sister first introduced us to each other, because he was very kind and very kind to me, I had a good feeling for him. I thought to myself, if he is unmarried, he can marry a sister in a justified way, I don't know how good it should be, and I secretly feel a little sorry. Who knows that his goodness is actually just an indecisive protective color, and kindness is just a joke to cope with the scene.

　　Such a person cannot bring happiness to my sister at all.

　　His sister truly loved him and fell deeper and deeper, but he began to retreat. That's all, he still covets his sister's flesh, plays the role of a playboy, and looks innocent, pushing all the faults on his sister, refusing to take any responsibility... That's the kind of person he is.

　　I felt that I should act, or my sister would be too pitiful.

　　Even so, I never thought of killing Kamai, not once, but I just wanted to teach him a lesson. I hope that after he has suffered a little, he will reflect on it, if he leaves his sister at this point, or if he can seriously consider being with his sister because of this, I only have this thought.

　　You might say that if you just wanted to teach him a lesson, you wouldn't have to put so much thought into the twenty-fifth. But a man like Kamei, who is cautious but brazen, who seems to have little courage but is not afraid, will not awaken unless he is given a little shock.

　　I expected that on the evening of the twenty-fifth day, my mother and I would not be at home, and he would certainly put on the master's frame and live in my house, and then do whatever he wanted with my sister as a husband and wife. I thought that if I gave him an unexpected blow at that time and scared him well, the effect would be two or three times more.

　　The time of my action on the twenty-fifth day is exactly the same as mr. Nomura's speculation. You're right, I didn't get on the boat, and the presence on board proved that I had arranged it with Miyuki Nobu in advance. Before getting on the boat, I quarreled with people, but also to make people notice me through noise. It just so happened that Kurihara from Toyonaka Business School was automatically delivered to the door that day, which gave me a lot of convenience.

　　I didn't expect the ship to count the number of people. I asked the third-year senior who had taken the fall tour last year, and I didn't know if he had forgotten or what, and didn't tell me that the number of people on the ship would be counted. However, catching Kurihara helped a lot, allowing me to easily get through this level.

　　The presence on the ship testified that I had asked for a long life, and had nothing to do with Naito, because I felt that witnesses who had committed perjury were becoming safer. If both Yan and Naito had said that they had seen me on the boat, they would have been questioned separately, so that testimony that was originally a lie would be prone to contradictions. If there is only one person, no matter what, they can make up their own stories, and it is less likely to be overturned.

　　The other students had nothing to do with it. On the first night of the autumn tour, everyone was excited, and of course no one noticed me. When I listened to the senior, I could already imagine the general situation, so I wasn't worried at all.

　　Why did you say that you promised to help me, didn't you? To explain this, we have to go back to May, the 50th anniversary of the founding of the school.

One of the views of First Class Officer Nomura

　　Yanagi's initial denial of killing Kamai is somewhat difficult to agree with. If you just want to give Kamei a little color to see, is it necessary to go to great lengths to prepare an alibi? However, the fact that the disposal of the body was not arranged at all after the murder may be used as negative evidence that the suspect did not have the intention to kill. Therefore, whether there is any intention to kill can be left to wait for the review of the confession before making a judgment.

Ryuho's Confession No. 2

　　The drama of the school celebration English drama exhibition decided to play "Archimedes", and I took the role of Archimedes. Usually practice judo, although thin but the physique is not bad, even if naked will not be too ugly, is the reason why I chose the screen. The role of King Helwon must be noble and authoritative, so it is played by Araki Nobuo. Naito is the villain, playing the Roman soldier who assassinated Archimedes. The script was written by a long-lived, English-savvy.

　　I used to have a very good relationship with Naito, Araki, and Yansheng, but the decisive factor that really combined us was this English drama "Archimedes". Miyuki Shibamoto then said she wanted to join, but I thought I'd talk about it later.

　　The best part of the first half was the scene where I played Archimedes discovering Archimedes' principles and jumping out of the bathtub naked and running out onto the street. The script says full nudity, but I never expected to really appear naked, but I was very insistent.

　　According to Vitruvius, "turning over the original documents borrowed from the library, He said: "'Extremely excited and restless, joyful and naked on the street', can fully express the true posture of Archimedes, as Plutarch said, Archimedes 'only placed his ambitions between things of beauty and nobility'." ”

　　Honestly, I think she's a little weird. After all, a man's nakedness is of course something that goes without saying to men, and believes that it is not too good-looking for women.

　　All in all, the result of our compromise in the end is to use light to create an effect.

　　It is learned that the reason for the prolongation of life is in the second half when the Roman soldiers assassinated Archimedes. Archimedes said that Archimedes should not cry out when he was killed, because Archimedes, who was intoxicated with the pleasure of the pursuit of truth, should forget everything else, even life.

　　In order to persuade me, Yansheng quoted Plutarch again:

　　"Archimedes was 'seduced by mathematics and forgot to eat... Those who are assassinated when they indulge in the pursuit of great pleasure can be said to have died at their happiest. ”

　　Then she relentlessly accused:

　　"Shame on being naked is shameful. You go and lick Archimedes' toes well. ”

　　This translation became the fuse, and we began to really discuss Archimedes. However, the personality and character of this genius are hardly recorded. He had many academic achievements, but even the year of his birth is uncertain about his personal information. Although several stories have survived, they were invented by later generations to emphasize his greatness. Archimedes, pieced together from these fragments of the broken compendium, are, according to the words of the prophetic life, as follows:

　　"Plutarch said of Archimedes, 'Because he has a high character, a deep heart, and a rich theoretical foundation,' 'so he regards general practical technology as dung, and places his own ambitions in things that are not mixed with necessity, but only beautiful and noble,'"

　　He did despise practicality and worldly fame and fortune. When the Roman general Marcerus besieged the ancient city of Syracuse, although Archimedes's invention of the trebuchet and concave mirror made the Roman army nervous, he was dismissive of this achievement. In addition, when the ancient city of Syracuse was destroyed and the Roman army came ashore to attack and defend, he still devoted himself to research work at the expense of his own life. For him, whether the motherland perishes or not, nothing is more important than the search for the truth.

　　"It's that innocence that people can't resist." The words of prolongation made us tremble with emotion, and we could not help but approve of her.

　　She added: "Many times we know what to do, but we come up with all kinds of reasons not to do it. This is something we should be ashamed of. For example, although we cannot agree with the practice of uniting the Red Army, we have to admit that their attitude of investing all their efforts in order to achieve a goal is more innocent than all of us. ”

　　Regardless of the United Red Army, when the campus protests occurred two or three years ago, we were not yet old enough to participate, but we all believed that the goals of the seniors were correct, and we also recognized their innocence and gave them a high evaluation. It is often said that our generation of high school students, under the suppression of power, has lost this kind of action. In fact, this statement is just a prevarication.

　　"There's so much to be intolerable all around us, aren't we?" Don't you think it's too despicable to just stand by and watch? Even if one or two are good, let us use our strength to solve these intolerable things. ”

　　The four of us agreed to do just that. First of all, we must start by correcting the improper things around us. For this reason, as long as we are not unscrupulous, basically we will do whatever it takes. We also vowed to keep secrets unanimously. The impetus for the formation of this organization was archimedes, so we named this organization "Archimedes". Maybe Archimedes knew and frowned in embarrassment.

　　The first target we chose was Kenjiro Shibamoto, who killed Grandma Naito.

First Class Officer Nomura's view Nomura Nomura's second

　　I am one of many fathers who struggle with their children. I couldn't understand my son's thoughts, and of course, I couldn't keep up with the thoughts of suspects my son's age.

　　I don't know why the suspect said so much, although I stopped him many times in the middle, but then I thought about it, just let him say whatever he wanted, and I tried my best to understand the content of his conversation. This is not so much based on the need to handle the case, but rather to understand his ideas and know how to communicate with my son, so I listened patiently. This is not an easy task. However, there is only patience...

Ryusuke Ryuho's Confession No. 3

　　The matter of Miyuki Shibamoto's pregnancy is exactly the same as what Mr. Police investigated, but it seems that there is some misunderstanding in the most important place, so I will only clarify this point. All actions were legal, so we had no intention of hiding it from the beginning, and we also intended to let Shibamoto know the truth one day. It was only too early to expose the matter, so it could not achieve the purpose of torturing him, so it was not fully revealed at once.

　　We cannot forgive Shibamoto for trampling on the health of nearby residents in pursuit of his own interests. Therefore, the "Archimedes" resolution was to find a way to let Chai ben know that the rights of the inhabitants should prevail over the law.

　　After several discussions, no appropriate solution could be found. For Shibamoto, whose pursuit of profit is the primary goal of life, the most fatal blow is to deprive him of his accumulated wealth and let him suffer damage. The most effective way we thought of it was to expose tax evasion.

　　We believe that behind the rapid growth of Shibamoto official stores, there must be tax evasion. As long as we can grasp a little evidence, we can legitimately push him into the abyss of failure and let the public power avenge us. However, we found that exposing tax evasion was more difficult for high school students than ascending to the sky, and our target was Kenjiro Shibamoto personally, so we had to think of a way not to let the employees of Shibamoto's official store suffer from pond fish.

　　"How can you be so naïve? Even if the Shibamoto official store closes down and eventually leads to the unemployment of all employees, it is also Shibamoto's responsibility. It is Chai Ben who has evaded taxes and enriched himself, and employees can only blame Chai Ben if they want to blame. ”

　　Although YanSheng indignantly refuted it, we really did not have the ability to find proof of Chai Ben's tax evasion, so everything was just empty talk.

　　"Besides money, what is Shibamoto's most precious thing?"

　　Hearing my muttering, YanSheng immediately replied:

　　"It's Miyuki! Shibamoto spoiled her, and she was an only child. Basically, the more violent people are recruited from outsiders, the more blindly they dot on their own people. Just like Toyotomi Hideyoshi and Hideyoshi aren't they? As long as a person soars, his descendants are either absurd and useless, or opportunistic. ”

　　"But Miyuki is good."

　　"Sometimes there are exceptions. Oh, and I thought of a way. ”

　　Yan Ming said that he would strike at him by destroying the pearl in Shibamoto's palm. We asked her how she was doing, and she said with a sly smile:

　　"What's the alternative to sexual assault to destroy a woman?" Little asked knowingly. ”

　　"Violation? You mean rape? ”

　　"How can it be so stupid?" Wouldn't that equal zero? Listen, suppose Araki raped Miyuki..."

　　"I don't want it, that's not my interest."

　　"So I said what if, and how can you use the excuse that interest is not right?" Did you join the Archimedes out of interest? Don't be so naïve, okay? ”

　　The argument of prolonging life is reasonable, and we boys are completely overwhelmed and have no way to refute it.

　　"If Araki rapes Miyuki, it will only incur Miyuki's resentment." Shibamoto was angry, and if he didn't do it, he would sue Araki. But the quickest way he would do it was to get his men to beat Araki to death. ”

　　Yan Ming said that this had no effect at all, and that miyuki had to have a relationship with her willingly.

　　"And it has to get her pregnant." When Shibamoto finds out, he will definitely question her, but Miyuki won't say it. If the man who made her willing to die gagged her, she wouldn't have said it. I am barely a woman, a woman, as long as it is something that the lover wants himself not to say, even his parents will not reveal half a sentence. What's more, if she knew that saying it might harm her beloved, she would not say it even more. ”

　　Lately, it's not shocking news that high school students are pregnant, but we can imagine the blow Shibamoto took when he knew his baby daughter was pregnant. If you add that there is no way to know who the initiator is, I believe that Shibamoto will be burned to the skin by the anger that cannot be vented.

　　Yan Ming said, "This is our purpose. There's nothing more torturous than anger that can't be vented, and isn't Naito the best example? ”

　　The Naito family was deprived of the right to take care of the sun, albeit indirectly, but killed his grandmother as a result. Despite this, Naito was unable to resort to the law to vent his resentment.

　　"If we don't let Shibata suffer the same, won't we fail to live up to the thrust of the Archimedes?"

　　After Yan Feng reached this conclusion, we could not help but agree.

　　"So, who miyuki is going to send..."

　　"Of course it's Yanagi, Miyuki loves Yanagi."

　　Honestly, hearing this, I was stunned on the spot.

　　"Miyuki likes me? Are you kidding? ”

　　"You don't know? What a dullness! Didn't you show Miyuki the most important lifeblood of yours? ”

　　"You mean when you're acting?" It wasn't that I had deliberately shown it to her, but that I had happened to see it. ”

　　Yan Feng smiled disapprovingly and said:

　　"It's all the same, anyway, I saw that it was the truth." Miyuki likes you because of this. ”

　　"Where is this kind of perversion?"

　　"Why are you boys so confused?" There is nothing more ugly for boys than exposing their lower body, and if I see you there, I am afraid that if I see you or hear your voice afterwards, it will make me feel sick when I think of that ugly thing. Although I'm wearing pants now, I can see it out of sight..."

　　"You're saying that too much."

　　"Virgins are so clean and pure."

　　Yan Ming continued in a tone that was neither clean nor pure:

　　Miyuki was able to talk to Yanagi after that, and her closer attitude showed that Miyuki had a disgusting feeling in her heart, that is, she had a heart for Willow. Got it? ”

　　I think I must have been stunned. Yan Ming said, from my expression can not see whether I really understand, she giggled and announced:

　　"Therefore, it should be Up to Liu Sheng to do this."

　　I was involuntarily nodding my head when suddenly, as if to make some important statement, Naito said with all his strength:

　　"I object! It should be up to me. ”

One of The Confessions of Norihisa Naito

　　It was me who got Miyuki Shibamoto pregnant, but I didn't rape her.

　　When Yansheng proposed to defile Miyuki, I was actually against it. I've always loved Miyuki, of course, miyuki didn't know about it, and I didn't tell anyone. I don't know how Miyuki feels about me, and I think she may not take me seriously at all.

　　Although it is unrequited love, but Miyuki is still my lover, how can I allow others to defile my lover? However, at that time, under the circumstances of completely dominating the life, I could not oppose, get it right, and leak my unrequited love for Miyuki, which would really become a big joke and make them laugh to death. So, I can only watch things unfold with depression.

　　At this moment, I suddenly thought, in fact, I don't have to worry at all, as long as I go to have a relationship with Miyuki, won't it be over? It's a good idea, and I can't help but rejoice. Anyway, I like her, to put it bluntly, I want to be with her. By having a relationship with her, I can relieve the pain of unrequited love, and at the same time I can make Shibamoto miserable, isn't this a two-for-one?

　　Who knew that YanSheng had assigned Liu Sheng, and Liu Sheng was also interested in taking on this task, so I panicked and claimed that this matter should be done by me.

　　Yan Xian looked at me in disbelief and said without sparing any room:

　　"You can't!"

　　"Who says no? I can do it too. ”

　　"Physically, that's true, but psychologically, how do you make her willing?"

　　"When my grandmother died, Miyuki not only shed tears for my grandmother, but also said she was sorry for me and kept apologizing to me."

　　"I think she's sympathetic to you. It's just that sympathy can pat you on the back, but it won't caress your stomach. ”

　　YanSheng is a good person, but always with a thorn in his words. She's the kind of person who lacks romantic feelings.

　　In the end, Liu Sheng changed down, and I put on a cloak to try to achieve my goal. Although Yansheng was dissatisfied, I think Yanagi was aware of my feelings for Miyuki, so he changed with me.

　　The next day, I kept getting closer to Miyuki. But I couldn't even say I liked it, so how could I open my mouth and ask her to have sex with me? So, although I kept looking for excuses to get close to Miyuki, things were still spinning around in the same place, and there was no progress at all.

　　"It seems that this task is still too heavy for Naito, procrastinating, and it is really unbearable."

　　Yan Feng began to impatiently force Yanagi to take over, and I was forced to be anxious, so I had to confess everything to Miyuki. After listening to it, Mei Xue Tie said:

　　"You've betrayed the Archimedes, aren't you?" Miyuki didn't appreciate me at all, but said to me in a reproachful tone.

　　"I just can't stand it. How can I watch you being..."

　　I took the opportunity to confess to Miyuki, who knew that she was deaf and just looked into the distance and fell into thought. Will she be sad, or angry? I couldn't stop worrying, and finally she spoke:

　　"Okay." She smiled and said.

　　"Good for what?" I was so surprised that I asked a stupid question.

　　"You'll just go to bed anyway, right?"

　　"I agree with the purpose of the Archimedes and approve of you punishing my father. I think he deserves it himself, an economic animal like him, simply unforgivable. He was convinced that animalism in economic activity was a virtue, so we should correct his erroneous thinking. I am willing to help you. ”

　　Although Miyuki's theory is strange, as long as she is willing to obediently let me go, I can't ask for it anyway. I was just relieved, but Miyuki said resolutely:

　　"But I have the condition, that is, to let me join the Archimedes and replace the person I have sex with." You are not qualified because you are a traitor. ”

First Class Officer Nomura's view Nomura No. 3

　　I once heard that in the era of campus protests, there was a popular form of promiscuity between college students and high school students who occupied the campus, and this kind of promiscuity also became a source of morale, but I have never believed it. It is not difficult to understand that men and women are in a tense atmosphere for several days, so that gay love develops directly into sex, but I think that is still limited to one-on-one after all. Because the decadent behavior of promiscuity really has nothing to do with their words and deeds shouting innovation.

　　But if you think about it, it is thought that promiscuity is decadent because sex is regarded as a sacred special act. If sex is seen as a very natural act in human instinct, it is actually natural that it will turn into promiscuity. However, some people regard such a natural thing as decadent and deviant, and paraphrase what they often say, which is no common sense.

　　The whole world is lamenting the collapse of sexual morality among young people, and maybe this idea is not right. In fact, it is not the collapse of sexual morality, but young people feel that it is simply inexplicable to let sex wear the cloak of morality. If you don't explain it this way, you may not understand the strange ways in which Archimedes such as Miyuki punished.

　　I suddenly felt that my son was like a different creature.

Ryuho's Confession No. 4

　　As a result, I had to have sex with Miyuki. Maybe you will laugh when you say it, and say that my concept of sex is still very traditional. For Miyuki, who has no feelings, I really can't lift my spirits.

　　"Why are you writhing?" Aren't you inexperienced? ”

　　YanSheng said to me with reproach. However, it is quite embarrassing to say, I am indeed inexperienced. But being ridiculed by a girl in person, I really can't say that I have no experience, let alone admit that I can't have sex with a woman without feelings, if I say it, I will be laughed at as an old-fashioned thing.

　　Miyuki didn't say she liked me, I said it earlier, it was a long life. Yan Also said that Miyuki was very active in wanting to sleep with me. But even so. It is impossible to easily say, "Okay, then let's go to the hotel." "This kind of thing, after all, still needs a little atmosphere."

　　"We're going to lake Biwa in the summer, and that's when I'm going to make a chance."

　　The four people who went to Lake Biwa, as Mr. Police investigated, were all girls, including prolonged life, so it was well arranged.

　　On August 2nd, I carried Naito to Lake Biwa. According to the prior plan, we signaled Miyuki and asked Miyuki to send the other three people away and stay at the homestay alone. Naito and I sneaked in when the old woman downstairs wasn't paying attention.

　　Miyuki was nervous, not only pale, but also slightly trembling. She saw Naito coming along and frowned. Before Miyuki could speak, I said to Naito:

　　"You go get a Coke."

　　Pulling open Naito, I whispered to Miyuki:

　　"No way, I'll just let him go right away."

　　"Hurry up, the atmosphere is almost gone."

　　"I know. Naito wouldn't be so clueless either. ”

　　Naito brought three bottles of Coke and put one in front of Miyuki.

　　"The bottle opener was a bit faulty and it took a little time to open the bottle cap."

　　However, it is simply superfluous to say that.

Toto Norihisa's Confession No. 2

　　In fact, it was not time to open the cap, but I put strong sleeping pills in Coke. This is what I agreed with Liu Sheng in advance. Of course, that was the bottle that miyuki had placed in front of her.

　　In order to buy time for the effect to work, we began to talk about the world. Talk about friends, talk about exams, and how to prepare for the university joint exam in the third year.

　　At first, Miyuki couldn't lift her head and fidgeted. Obviously, she thought I was in the way, but from a girl's point of view, she was embarrassed to say it. Her anxiety made me miserable and jealous. So want to sleep with Liu Sheng? Hmmm, don't think about it! While scolding with resentment in my heart, I talked about the college admission rate and what it was, and felt the pleasure of abuse and being abused.

　　Half an hour passed and Miyuki began to yawn. I stood up disapprovingly, looked out the window at the lake, and put my ears up to listen to their conversation.

　　"It seems that Naito doesn't look like he's leaving, so let's leave it today." I heard Liu Sheng whisper.

　　"That said, too, that's the way it is." And...... I don't know if I'm tired, I... So sleepy..."

　　Miyuki also replied to Yanagi without embellishment, it should be drowsiness over anxious relationships.

　　Liu Sheng and I crept down the stairs. Thankfully, the old woman was still napping.

　　Stimulated by the excitement that was flowing through our bodies, we took off our clothes and jumped into the lake.

　　Neither I nor Liu Sheng had any real sexual experience, and it was because we didn't, so we were more able to imagine Mercedes-Benz. Peel off the clothes of the sleeping Miyuki and fiddle with it... Unprovoked delusions stimulated me into a state of launch. I think Liu Sheng should be the same.

　　"Hey, no bullets, don't waste it."

　　How to say this, I helplessly smiled bitterly. Then I made a secret code with Liu Sheng.

　　"Really? Don't regret it. "I confirm again.

　　"No, I'm going to sprinkle my sacred sperm on the vast Lake Biwa."

　　Although Liu Sheng said this, from his expression of wanting to cry without tears and forced a smile, I knew that he was duplicitous.

　　"Then I'll go." I faced the shore and thrust forward with all my might. While Liu Sheng had not yet changed his mind, and when I could bear it.

　　I sneaked in again.

　　Miyuki slept on her limbs wide open, covered with a light yellow towel and sleeping on the quilt. Slightly open lips, revealing a slight sound.

　　Pulling open the towel, a sweet and sour scent came to the nose. I had never known that the pajamas were so enchanting, and my whole body began to tremble. Grabbing the hem of my pajamas, somehow reminded me of my mother's body fragrance when I was a child, and trapped in the illusion of being enveloped by the smell of fresh milk when I was close to my mother's chest.

　　The round and firm ass was getting in the way, heavier than expected, and as soon as I pressed, Miyuki turned over with a humming sound. I was startled and immediately withdrew my hand, not expecting the panties to be taken off like this. For an instant, I stared at what I was supposed to see, and looked at it for a long time. But what flashed in my mind was that I didn't expect a woman's ass to be so cold. It's a comical impression.

　　I pulled her feet apart and rubbed them close to my crotch, and in an instant, my whole body convulsed, and the bullets kept staining my lower abdomen.

　　Oops! At the same time that I thought so, I thought it would work. Maybe they'll blame me for not completing my mission, but I have an excuse. After all, completing the task does not guarantee that she will be pregnant.

　　Luckily I didn't stain Miyuki. As I said this to myself and was about to help her put her back on her panties, she suddenly said:

　　"Ah, Archimedes!"

　　It's a dream. The moment I heard these words, a strong wave of jealousy made me forget myself. She talks to Liu Sheng in her dreams... With this thought, I decided to completely defile Miyuki, otherwise I would be so sad.

　　"No..." Miyuki murmured. I was so shocked that I didn't dare to move.

　　"I knew you would be back, but don't be rude."

　　As she spoke, Miyuki covered her face with a towel. Although the curtains had been closed, it was noon after all, and I thought she must have been shy. However, this is a great blessing in disguise for me. Because she completely treated me as a willow student, she didn't doubt it at all.

　　I wordlessly unfolded my gentle rhythm.

　　She didn't lift the towel in the end, so she may have always thought that I was Liu Sheng, but it is also possible that she found out that it was me halfway through. Since then, I have not seen Miyuki with Yanagi, and although she arrived at school in September, she immediately took sick leave and went home to rest, so I did not have the opportunity to ask her in person.

First Class Officer Nomura's view Nomura No. 4

　　Article 177 of the Criminal Law Who commits atrocities or coercion into raping a woman over the age of thirteen years ...

　　Article 178 of the Criminal Law: A person who commits indecent acts or commits adultery while a person loses consciousness or is unable to resist, or when a person loses consciousness or is irresistible...

　　A more capable lawyer will certainly be able to help Naito get rid of these crimes.

　　Article 180 of the Criminal Law:The first four articles (rape, forced indecency, etc.) are crimes of confession.

　　The preceding article shall not apply to persons who have committed the first four crimes together at the scene.

　　Obviously, Miyuki has no will to sue, and this case can be counted as gang rape?

Ryusei Ryuho's Confession No. 5

　　Whether Miyuki always thought of Naito as me, or whether she knew it was Naito at all, I don't know, and I haven't heard her mention it. But I heard Naito say that they were together for at least ten minutes, and that they were body-to-body, so I think Miyuki should know.

　　I don't know how long the sleeping pills worked, but at least the second half, when she covered her face with a towel, Miyuki should have felt that it was Naito.

　　If Miyuki wasn't sure if it was me or Naito, she should confirm it afterwards. I can't imagine a woman who can bear not knowing who she slept with or who she was pregnant with.

　　Whether she mistook me for me or knew it was Naito, in short, she was voluntary. If she mistook me for me, she was willing to sleep with me in the first place. Later, I learned that it was Naito, can I pause? If so, Miyuki would feel sad. Pretending not to know anything is best for Miyuki and Naito, what do you think? If she had known it was Naito from the beginning, she might have acted as atonement for her father's sins, so she was at the mercy of Naito. It is also possible that he was touched by Naito's "love".

　　Because when the other three people came back in the evening, didn't Miyuki once get up and yawn and say that she was comfortable sleeping? If, as you said, she was raped or gang-raped, I think the attitude would have been different.

　　So, it's just a pure sex game. It is strange to say that it is a suspect or a victim. If I really want to say it, then I am the victim, because I did not touch Miyuki at all, but I was suspected by you and Shibamoto from the beginning to the end.

　　However, the problem arises from the other direction. Naito began to blame himself for this. Blaming yourself for not being a fair sex game. What a neurosis!

　　He said he was going to change hands with me and started to make plans for sex games. I admit that it is indeed unfair, but the result is that everyone is happy anyway, so Naito does not have to pay attention to it, and we have achieved our goal of attacking Shibamoto in the first place, and we can clap our hands. Next, as long as Miyuki successfully completes the abortion surgery, the whole incident can be successfully concluded without anyone injured. Of course, there may be all kinds of rumors. But anyway, the Shibamotos will try their best to cover up the truth of the matter, so it won't be long before everyone will forget. Having Shibamoto make these efforts is also part of our revenge plan.

　　Who knew Miyuki was dead! Although Naito was innocent, he was so shocked that he had to explain everything.

　　"To whom are you going to explain everything, to whom do you take the blame, and then to whom will you get forgiveness?"

　　Yan Feng questioned Naito boredly, and Naito just shook his head vigorously, saying that he couldn't stand not saying anything, so he pretended not to know anything.

　　"Then you dig a hole in the ground and shout at the hole, like playing the piano to a cow."

　　Reprimanded for this, Naito was speechless. But we were not at ease that the first event of the Archimedes could not be frustrated by Naito's cheap sentimentality, so we decided to give him a little warning. The result is pesticides in the bento, as you would have guessed.

　　I was amazed at how I could eat that kind of bento, and told me to eat it again, and I wouldn't do it.

Norihisa Naito's Confession No. 3

　　Being warned by a pesticide bento is not so much fear as shame. Because of this incident, I found that I was inexplicably weak and would live up to Miyuki's hard heart. So I think that as long as I further insult Miyuki, saying that she took the initiative to give me a hug, it will bring more pain to Shibamoto, which is the biggest reward for Miyuki.

　　You may think that this is excessive, because you have already decided that the matter itself is excessive. Even if this move is cruel, our purpose is only to retaliate against Shibamoto by legal means anyway, so I don't have to think too much about it. Miyuki died without saying anything, and I think it must be based on the same psychology.

　　As long as I don't say it, the first goal of the Archimedes will be achieved, and I have vowed to go all out for the second wave of the task of punishing Kamei.

　　If Miyuki completes the abortion and joins the Archimedes, I believe she will act with us as well.

Confession of Miyuki Nobutomo

　　When Liu Sheng asked me to help him forge the certificate of presence on the ship, I did not ask him why. As for what Liu Sheng wants this presence to prove, I am not worried at all. For I am confident that he will not break archimedes' rule that "everything is lawful."

　　Choosing a girl to testify for him is completely in line with Liu Sheng's cautious style. Because then, even if there are no other witnesses, insisting that only the two of us are alone, there is nothing unnatural. If you replace this witness with a boy, for example, Naito, it will not work. After all, tell people that two boys want to be alone in private, not to be disturbed, don't say that no one believes, everyone will feel strange.

　　As agreed, as soon as I got on board, I hid in the shadows on the upper deck that no one could see. It was painful to hide there all night, and the wind was colder than expected. I really can't survive without considerable endurance. But the most unbearable thing was that on the first night of the autumn tour, I couldn't talk to anyone.

　　I didn't tell Naito and Araki, I think they can act freely and without deliberate pretense.

　　If there is anything that must be done with me and Liu Sheng, they should come to us, and I plan to tell them when I arrive and ask them for help.

　　However, until I saw Yanagi in Takamatsu Port, I was still worried. When Liu Sheng came out of the toilet without a problem, I felt relieved, so that no one knew whether Liu Sheng had been on the boat or not. Even if there is a problem, my testimony should come in handy.

　　When I heard that Yanagi was suspected of endangering Kamei, it was a lie to say that I was not surprised. However, I didn't believe that Liu Sheng would do such a stupid thing.

　　"You really... Kill him? ”

　　I pressed him. If it were true, it would be unforgivable.

　　I don't want to be an accomplice to the killing!"

First Class Officer Nomura's view Nomura No. 5

　　The main thing That Naito and Yansheng insisted on was that they had no intention of committing a crime. Yansheng did not expect liu sheng to commit a crime, and completely helped liu sheng without knowing it. This argument can basically be established, but if this is the case, why did Kamei's body continue to give false testimony for Yanagi after his body was found? I really can't forget the annoying expression when I said in the living room of Liu Sheng's house that she was with Liu Sheng.

　　"That was the time. At that time, I did not say that the person was killed by Liu Sheng, and I was not obliged to assist the police in handling the case. ”

　　Yan Life ignored my questioning and avoided the problem inappropriately.

Sadako Takeda's confession was made at the Tokuyama Police Station in Yamaguchi Prefecture

　　There is absolutely no hypocrisy in the content of my submission. Moreover, the student in the photo you just showed me was indeed the person who kindly reached out to me on the night of the twenty-fifth. Thank you so much not only the newspaper, but even the police department for helping me find my benefactor. I would love to thank him in person, but I'm already old, and I'm really afraid to go to Osaka again... Please say hello to Liu Sheng on my behalf.

Ryuho's Confession No. 6

　　I arrived home at 9:20 p.m.

　　From the moment I left Bentian Pier, I kept looking at my watch. Because if I couldn't catch up with the Vulture II that departed from Osaka at 11:29, I wouldn't be able to meet everyone in Takamatsu, and all the plans would be ruined, so I paid great attention to the time.

　　It was no problem to walk with my eyes closed in my own home, plus I deliberately did not lock the window of the room before going out, so I easily slipped into the house. Pricking my ears, I heard a voice in the living room, and as I expected, it was my sister and Kamei, and I didn't have to think about what they were doing.

　　You ask me why, and I don't know, but the subtle atmosphere makes me feel that way. It was so nice because they were so intoxicated in the two-person world that they wouldn't hear me sneaking in.

　　I quickly crept up to the attic. The floor was sturdy, and as long as I stepped lightly, I didn't worry about finding it downstairs. I took out the flashlight prepared in advance and illuminated the ventilation hole under the beam, the light was very weak, and the pedestrians on the road would not find it at all, but as long as they looked carefully, they should be able to notice that the vent was bright. This faint light is a code word.

　　I told Nobuhiro Tanaka that I would knock on the door of the entrance at around 9:40 when he saw the light. That's right, it was Nobuhiro Tanaka, who auctioned off bento boxes, and he didn't go on a fall tour.

　　"After you knock on the door, my sister will come out to answer the door, and you will try to hold her for three or five minutes, and that's it."

　　Having said that, I stuffed him with a thousand dollars.

　　"It won't bother you, I just want to make sure my sister is not at home."

　　Tanaka agreed without saying a word. As long as it is profitable, he will not be wordy. That's why I chose him.

　　Suddenly there were visitors, and I was sure my sister would tell Kamei to hide. If it is uncertain whether visitors can be sent in the entrance or if guests must be allowed to enter, the only place for Kamei to hide is the attic. As soon as Kamai walked to the attic in the dark, it became my bag. I was going to give him two or three punches before he was paying attention and tie him up and put him in the box. I hid in the study and watched my sister go up to the second floor to find Kamei and then sneak out of the house. I think my sister would have reflected on it before he released Kamai.

　　Even if you are locked up for a while, in order to save your face, I believe that Kamei will not make things bigger. Especially if he was beaten in the dark, he probably wouldn't know it was me, and even if he told his sister that it might be me, her sister wouldn't believe it. Because at that time, I was supposed to be on the boat. As long as the two of them quarreled over this matter, and then rifted over each other's distrust, my purpose was achieved.

　　No! Like I told you before, I had no intention of killing Kamai at all. I just want to cause a little trouble and keep him away from my sister.

　　After hiding in the attic for two minutes, I heard a knock at the entrance. Looking at my watch, it was only half past nine, and I thought to myself, this guy Tanaka is really impatient, and he actually arrived ten minutes early, so I turned off the flashlight and hid at the stairwell.

　　"Mishazi! Mishako! "Hearing my mother's voice, I was shocked. Braking time, I have no way of judging why she, who traveled to Hokuriku, would come back at this time. But there was no time for me to think about it, But Kamei had already opened the compartment door and hid in a panic.

　　Closing the compartment door behind him, Kamei, who had just come in from the light, looked like a blind man. He climbed the stairs in the dark, and after his feet were flat, he slowly groped forward with his hands.

　　"Hey!" I whispered to him from behind, and on the spot he was in place like a power-depleted robot. I think he must have been terrified, and for four or five seconds he couldn't move. After a while, he looked around, trying to see through the darkness, and then said:

　　"Well, it turns out that some people have already taken the lead."

　　In the next instant, my right arm was already strangling his neck.

　　I still don't know why Kamai said that. So dark, he must not have recognized me, but he mistook me hiding in the shadows for my sister's lover, and it was too much. He thought that this kind of bird thing that brought two lovers together would happen in real life, and it was really not common sense. Now that I think about it, maybe he was reckless and wanted to hide his surprise or shame before he would say that.

　　Nothing would have happened without that insult to her sister. I've said it many times, I just wanted to punch him out of the way, but when I heard that, I was so angry that I completely lost my mind.

　　I didn't know how many minutes I had strangled him, only that once god, his whole body was hanging on my arm. I've practiced judo and seem to have inadvertently overused my strength.

　　I panicked. Pressing his palm against his nostrils, I noticed that he didn't breathe at all. When I took another picture with a flashlight, I saw that his face was pale, his lips were purple, and his open eyes were staring emptyly, poking him with his fingers, and his eyelids could not be closed.

　　"Dead... I killed him..." I was so frightened that I stayed on the spot.

　　Downstairs, my mother and my sister were talking like a quarrel, and I thought to myself, I must not let them know, they do not know that I am back, as long as I and Kamai's body disappear like this, all the problems will be solved. However, it is easy for me to disappear, and it is as difficult to destroy the body of Kamai as if I wanted to ascend to the sky.

　　Even if it is a premeditated murder, the most difficult thing is to dispose of the body, let alone accidentally cause death, I am simply helpless.

　　I hate Kamai. When I was alive, I was miserable, and when I died, I was going to suffer again. Why are you dying?" I couldn't help but want to scream at his corpse.

　　The panicked sound of the entrance door being closed pulled me back to reality. Listen closely, there seems to be no movement downstairs. I heard that my mother's car was driving at ten o'clock, so I thought she must have come home on a temporary basis and went out again. My sister was supposed to be sending her off, so she wouldn't be back until ten o'clock, and I had to think of a way to do it during this time.

　　The body was so heavy that it took me a lot of effort to carry it on my shoulders, and it was a chore to walk down the steep stairs. When I put him in the six-tatami-sized room, it was nine forty-five. If you want to dispose of this troublesome thing in less than thirty minutes, you have to put him under the floor. That was the only idea I could think of.

　　I hurried to the attic to get my tongs, took off my uniform and put on my gloves, and began to lift the tatami mats and pry open the floor like a sweep.

　　I put the body in the ground. After the body rolled around, it lay face up. If he looks dead, I can also scold him for making himself up, but things are easier. But Kamai's face was not only bloodless, but also as white as a clown, not terrible at all. In fact, he is not a heinous bad person, I began to think he was a little pitiful, but when I thought that he was wearing this mask to play with my sister, I began to get angry again, so I got angry and struggled to dig the soil with a shovel.

　　In terms of time, I had no intention of digging a hole large enough to bury the body. This had to wait until the autumn tour came back, and at that time, I only thought of digging as much as I could dig.

　　Now that I think about it, that was the biggest failure. If I hadn't been in a hurry to dig the floor and quickly made the floor covered with tatami mats, I wouldn't have involved my mother.

　　Just as I was concentrating on digging the ground, my eyes suddenly went black. I looked up in disbelief and saw my mother standing in front of me.

Tanaka Nobuhiro's confession

　　At 9:40 p.m. on October 25th, I was indeed entrusted by Liu Sheng to go to his house to find his sister Mishazi.

　　No, I didn't take the fall tour because of this, I didn't want to go in the first place. It's a shame to spend that money. Holding hands with everyone to the Shikoku Roundabout for a week, there will be no growth, and so much money, if I go on a self-help trip, I can play for half a month and a month, which is more economical and meaningful.

　　Autumn tourism or hiking may be necessary for elementary school students who can't act on their own, but for high school students, it's not only meaningless, it's just boring.

　　I did receive him a thousand dollars, which was his paycheck. It is not just a matter of simply going, but also about 9:40, and how to say it without remuneration. I didn't ask him why he wanted me to go, and I didn't think about it, because it had nothing to do with our contract. All I had to do was knock on the door at 9:40 to make sure Mishako was home.

　　But at nine forty o'clock, their house was dark. I thought that since that was the case, I didn't need to do my duty to knock on the door anymore, and when I turned and was about to leave, two people came out of it, in the opposite direction where I was hiding, and hurried to the station. From their backs, I immediately saw that they were Liu Sheng's mother and sister. To be cautious, I looked inside the room again, and it was still pitch black.

　　That's all. After that, I didn't talk to Liu Sheng about anything. Of course, it was not mentioned to anyone other than Liu Sheng.

First Class Officer Nomura's View Nomura No. 6

　　Longbao's confessions are probably all true. When I was discussing with Otsuka at the café, I had compared the movement times of Takaho, Misako, and Kamei to the same time.

　　The question remains whether Takaho deliberately killed Kamai. Referring to Kamai's posthumous expression, he said that Kamai's face was as white as a clown, which is noteworthy, which shows that he had observed Kamai very carefully.

　　The expression on the victim's face after death is full of resentment and distress, which is a description we often see in novels. Even fledgling police officers can easily get this impression. But that's not right. Corpses without trauma usually do not have any grim expressions. Although the skin is pale, muscle laxity can lead to a dull expression. Therefore, whether it is an illness or accidental death, the face of the corpse mostly looks peaceful and peaceful, not because the deceased died safely, but because of muscle relaxation.

　　Judging from Long Bao's experience and age, it was really impossible to imagine that he could observe the expression of the dead man so calmly, especially since this person had been strangled by him not long ago. According to common sense, he should be delusional and terrified of the death of the deceased, after all, no matter how bold the murderer, he would not want to face the person he killed.

　　In contrast, Takaho shined a flashlight on Kamei after the attack, checking his breathing and eyelids to determine if he was really dead. This attitude also says that it is not a premeditated murder, which also has to be half-believed. However, whether he had the intention of killing Kamai or not, or leave it to the review of the confession.

　　In addition, there is no mention of strangulation in the autopsy report, of course, we cannot deny Long Bao's confession. Takaho said he strangled Kamei's neck with his arm, and the usual judo choking technique did not leave a trace. In particular, if strangled with a rope immediately after strangulation, it is easier to remove the traces of strangulation.

Confession of Ryusei Ryuho No. 7

　　"Why did you kill him..." In my mother's words, there was only this one sentence with a sense of blame. At that moment, I realized that my plan was the same thing that my mother wanted to do, which is why my mother said so.

　　"Doesn't it matter if you travel in the fall?"

　　"Hmm. I'll just catch the Vulture II at eleven twenty-nine..."

　　"In ten minutes, Misako will be back, move fast!" Here's it for me, and you hurry up and wash your hands and get dressed. ”

　　Unexpectedly, my mother quickly regained her senses from the consternation and calmly directed me. Now that I think about it, my mother may have decided that if there was anything she would do for me. She calmly cleaned up the shovels and scattered nails under the floor, and together we restored the tatami to their original shape and cleaned them up before it took much time.

　　"Then I'm gone..." I took the prepared black trench coat in my hand, dropped the words, and went out.

　　Ingenious and unobtrusive, I arrived at Osaka Station without anyone noticing, but I didn't expect to make such a big mistake afterwards, I was really careless.

　　No, I didn't know that the guy was the one posing as the police. His name is Yoshino, isn't it? If I knew he was Yoshino, I would never go near him. Of course, I didn't notice that Fang Ye was pestering the old lady. I was just in a hurry, but I accidentally bumped into the old lady and knocked her luggage over. In case she was too long to delay my time to catch the car and ruin my alibi, I helped her pick up her luggage. This is not a good intention at all, who has so much time, in fact, I still spit on the dead old woman in my heart... Anyway, I just want to reassure her not to make things bigger, who knows if she will be wrong...

　　That's right, I threw the black trench coat into the sea from the Ugao Liaison Ship. I can't wear a trench coat that I didn't wear at Benten Pier when I arrived in Takamatsu. The study hung a trench coat of the same style for the same reasons as you might think. My plan is still quite thorough, only the old lady this thing makes me feel sorry, I really shouldn't be nosy.

　　During the trip, I tried to pretend to be as usual, and I didn't say anything about prolonging my life, and I only thanked her, so please don't blame her.

　　Please don't blame my mom. When I returned from a trip in the fall, I was shocked that my mother was planning to exterminate the body with cement. But surprise is surprise, and it is reasonable to think about it, after all, cement is the best way to prevent putrid odor. That way, as long as we don't sell the house, the body won't be found.

　　I certainly helped. To be correct, it should be led by me, but it is my mother who helps. So my mother's charge was to cover up the killings, assist in the abandonment and destruction of corpses. It's just a mother covering up her son, please don't blame my mother too much.

　　I have nothing to say about my sister's suicide. I didn't expect that what I did for my sister would turn out to be like this...

Chapter Seven: The Corpse Groans

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　　Nomura sat face to face with Takaho, asking questions in a depressing tone, as if to say to himself that this was the last question.

　　"Well, you said you didn't mean to kill Masakazu Kamei at all, and only killed him after a moment's fainting, didn't you?"

　　"Hmmm!" Long Bao replied impatiently.

　　"Since that's the case, you should recruit from the truth."

　　Takaho couldn't help but frown, as if protesting against Nomura's saying something confusing.

　　"It's useless to pretend to be stupid, didn't you strangle him by the neck?"

　　"Didn't I say that?"

　　"Then I ask you, what did you use to strangle him by the neck?"

　　"Arms." Left arm..."

　　Nomura slowly shook his head.

　　"I said after that."

　　"After that?" Long Bao was silent for a long time before he suddenly realized.

　　"That's right! With the rope, with the rope strangled again..."

　　"Rope?" ...... What kind of rope? ”

　　"What kind of rope?" You say that, I didn't... It should be two strands of rope... Or wires..."

　　"Is it a wire or a rope?"

　　"I picked it up and used it, and I forgot which one..."

　　Nomura stared silently at Takaho. Years of work experience had told him that the confusion in the confession was due to Ronboro's efforts to tell a lie to conform to the facts. At this time, as long as you quietly look at the suspect, the suspect will think that his words are contradictory, more uneasy to make up more lies, and finally the cowhide can not blow down, naturally will tell the truth.

　　Unexpectedly, Long Bao was not deceived, and said bluntly: "I forgot!" ”

　　For investigators, this is the trickiest answer.

　　"Forgot! How can you forget what weapon you used? ”

　　Long Bao was silent. Believe it or not, I forgot anyway, what can you do? Longbao replaced these answers with a wordless attitude.

　　Nomura tried to shake the other's psychology and began to flip through the thick investigation materials.

　　Autopsy reports say the murder weapon is a rope, and generations of confessions say it is a nylon rope for drying clothes.

　　"Then what do you do with that rope, or the wire?"

　　"Lost."

　　"Where did you throw it?"

　　"Put it in your pocket and then throw it in the Seto Inland Sea."

　　If you can find it, you can find it! Long Bao said a cool word. Nomura was so angry that he scolded in his heart, and the silent friction between the two of them produced a fierce spark.

　　Nomura changed the offensive.

　　"Tell me more about the second time you strangled his neck."

　　The question-and-answer format makes it easy for suspects to detect the police's intentions and cleverly avoid the main points. For such suspects, the questioning must be concise, relatively, and try to give the suspect a longer narrative.

　　Long Bao began to speak slowly and logically. Sometimes there is a minute-long pause in between, with closed eyes and tilted head, not knowing whether they are trying to recall or thinking hard about the context of speech. Nomura, unable to judge, had no choice but to interject completely, and he decided to adopt a "waiting" attitude until he found the decisive contradiction.

　　"After I put Kamai on the floor, I found the rope in my pocket... That's right! It's nylon rope, the kind used to dry clothes. Like I said before, I was going to get Kamei to eat me a few punches and tie him up and leave him in the attic for a while, which was prepared in advance. I put the rope around his neck while he was head-up, so I took one end of the rope through the back of his head and crossed it in the throat and strangled him hard. ”

　　Nomura flipped through the report. The autopsy report reads: "Trauma includes strangulation marks on the neck, shedding of the epidermis above the strangulation marks, and subcutaneous bleeding. Long Bao's words did not differ from his confession. What is puzzling is that why would Longbao spend more than five minutes thinking about these few words? Stop and think about what you say and make people suspicious. And originally forgot that it was a wire or rope, but later insisted that it was a clothesline, which is also impossible to let go. If he suddenly remembered it, it would be okay, but there should also be an opportunity for him to suddenly remember. What is this opportunity?

　　"And then what?" Nomura continued to ask.

　　"That's all there is to it." Long Bao simply replied and then stopped making a sound. Long Bao knew that rapping was useless, so he tried to keep silent as much as possible. Because Nomura did not have enough information at hand, he had to stop asking questions and take a break.

　　Back at the search class, Nomura carefully read the confession report written by Otsuka again.

　　The contradiction of the generations lies in the method of the rope. The intersection of the rope was clearly in the throat, but generations said it was in the back of the head, so Nomura concluded that people were not strangled by generations. Since it is not several generations, of course, it is Longbao, and there is no one else except Longbao. But can it really be so decisive?

　　Nomura reflected on his reflections as he reviewed Takaho's confession. Suddenly, he exclaimed, his eyes widening as he looked at the line "I said that's after that."

　　Instantly, Nomura's mind came up with the "criminal search code" that he had memorized when he was young and ready to upgrade his exams.

　　Chapter VII: Interrogation

　　Article 165: Item 2 During interrogation, the confession must not be induced by means such as a confession that implies that the other party himself expects or wishes, so as not to affect the authenticity of the confession.

　　Because he believed that Takaho was the murderer, Nomura unconsciously fell into the mode of "inducing interrogation".

　　"Otsuka, I made two big mistakes." Nomura suppressed his inner wavering and said.

　　"Takaho thought the cause of Kamei's death was strangulation, and I asked him , 'With what?' He replied with his arm. Then I said, 'I said that after that,' would I instead tell him that Kamai's cause of death was strangulation? ”

　　"You said that..." Otsuka recalled the situation:

　　"Long Bao didn't seem to know what you meant by asking him at first, but after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly began to narrate. And it's not the same as usual, when you talk, you spit it out. ”

　　"He suddenly said that the murder weapon was a rope, and then he said that he said that he had forgotten what it was, which was..."

　　"He didn't know what it was, because he didn't know, he couldn't say it. In other words, Takaho did not strangle Kamei with a rope. ”

　　"Otsuka!" Nomura clenched his fist and tapped his pale forehead.

　　"Now we're back to square one."

　　Nomura hurried back to the investigation room and said to Takaho in a deliberative tone:

　　"Don't be when I'm a policeman, just when I'm a bad-brained uncle, listen to me okay?"

　　Long Bao thought you were happy and nodded quietly.

　　"When you arrested your mom at your house, one thing I thought was strange. Your mother was arrested on suspicion of murder, but you didn't panic at all. In general, mother and son should cover each other and have a dispute, and you don't, which makes me wonder. At that time, I should have explored my intuition further.

　　Now that I think about it, I'm sure you were sure your mother would be released soon. Because you know that the cause of death of Kamei is strangulation, and your mother has no strength to strangle the prime-aged Kamei with her arm. You're sure. Even if your mother said that Kamei was killed by her to protect you, the police would not believe it, which is why she was so calm. Right?

　　I ignored that. Although I thought it was strange at the time, it didn't work out. It was my failure. ”

　　For Nomura's heartfelt remarks, Takaho just took it as the wind in his ears with no expression on his face.

　　"You thought that after the cause of death was determined to be strangulation, you would be arrested, probably not a day at most, but there was no movement at all." In between, you were arrested for revealing the fake certificate of presence, and you had already realized it anyway, so you simply told yourself the fact that you strangled Kamai. But the police are not satisfied, and want you to confess the second hanging.

　　Obviously, he strangled Kamai with his arm, but how can he say that he was strangled? At this time, you hesitated, but you were clever and quickly solved the puzzle. It was your mother who strangled you with a rope again to protect you.

　　After knowing the reason, you realize that you have to cover up your mother. Of course, it was you who killed, how can you pass on the crime to your mother?

　　You think, fortunately or unfortunately, your mother tried so hard to stand up for you, but she still couldn't hide from the police, but the police mistakenly believed that you were strangled with a rope. ”

　　I don't know if I listened attentively, Long Bao's poker face was expressionless.

　　"It should be difficult to say that I didn't do something by myself." What should I use for the murder weapon? At home, my mother will probably use nylon rope for drying clothes, so you can say that it is a clothesline.

　　How should the rope be tightened? Kamai faces upwards, so just think of the easiest way, so you say your confession while thinking.

　　No coincidence, no book, the situation is all guessed by you, this is really a great creation. In fact, I should not have told you this, but your words did not contradict the autopsy report. And you are most fortunate that the body was cemented, and the damage was quite severe, and no trace of strangulation could be found. And the time of strangulation and strangulation is not far behind, so although the traces of strangulation are very shallow, they are still tested. ”

　　After Nomura finished speaking, he stared at Takaho silently for a moment, but Takaho did not react at all. Like sitting in a classroom helplessly listening to a class that was not interested, Long Bao half rolled his eyes and was silent.

　　"It's good that we can feel that you want to shield your mother. But facts are facts. I ask you again, did you strangle Kamai with a rope? ”

　　Takaho opened his eyes, looked back at Nomura sarcastically, and then smiled slightly and said:

　　"Yes! After I strangled his neck with my arm, I strangled him with a rope. ”

　　Nomura lowered his head in disappointment. He found that he was a failure as an interrogator or a counselor.

　　The relationship between the interrogator and the suspect is in some ways very similar to that of the counselor and the patient. Patients who have troubles in their hearts will not tell the counselor all their troubles at the beginning. Everyone has the instinct to hide their inner secrets, so usually patients will paradoxically avoid counseling while seeking treatment. Suspects also struggle between avoiding punishment and telling the truth to ease their conscience condemnation.

　　Psychological counselors will slowly untie the patient's heart knot through counseling skills, and only by opening the door of each other's hearts can the purpose of psychological counseling be achieved. The same process is true during interrogation. The hearts of the interrogators and the suspect must be through assistance and consultation, that is, questioning, and slowly approaching, and after mutual trust, the suspect will be willing to tell the truth.

　　Nomura did not deliberately apply the techniques of counseling to interrogation techniques, nor did he consider himself such a "modern" policeman. The main reason why he adopted this unsuitable method of interrogation was because he developed a sense of closeness to Long Bao between the investigation of this series of events.

　　As a policeman, Nomura has seen too many uglinesses of vested interests trampling on human nature. From a legal point of view, there are not a few cases in which the victim should be held more morally responsible than the murderer. In real life, the more you want to go deeper into these problems, you will suffer more white eyes in the bureau and be isolated by everyone. So all Nomura can do is grit his teeth secretly.

　　It is impossible not to reflect this social ugliness in the minds of high school students. Teenagers who can't stand contradictions and deception, so they indulge in sex games or use superglue to escape the society they can't face.

　　In contrast, Nomura felt that Takaho was still more youthful and wanted to single-handedly break through the unbearable things around him. Although this idea is immature and theoretically not convincing enough, Nomura thought to himself, this is better than I would only grit my teeth on the side... How did it go? Nomura could not find the right adjective for a while.

　　It is neither "excellent" nor "courageous" to say that he is " courageous.

　　Nomura seemed to be playing a crossword puzzle, constantly searching for the right words in his mind, but in vain. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration!

　　"Personality!" Right! That's the word, Long Bao is a guy with a personality.

　　Nomura suddenly remembered a recently popular advertising slogan: "Naughty does not matter, may he be resolute and unyielding." The reason why this advertising slogan is deeply popular, I believe it must have resonated with those fathers who were raised into tamed adults and could no longer be naughty. Fathers are deeply aware of their own cowardice in life, so they sincerely hope that their sons will not be as cowardly as themselves, and can live boldly and have personality.

　　Nomura is in the same mood. Compared to his own son, who clumsily picked up the guitar at home and sang with a broken gong, Long Bao was really cute and full of personality. Even the attitude of shielding the mother for generations and carrying the crime of murder is heartwarming. Although this thought may only be a boring sentimentality of a middle-aged man.

　　"Since you said it was you and I couldn't do anything about it, let's take it as if you did it for the time being." But what would your mother say? ”

　　Nomura stood up, his tone full of loneliness.

　　Nomura told the generations: "We have determined that Takaho was also at the scene when Kamei was hanged. ”

　　Generations have not become more haggard. No matter how strong a man is, if he stays in the detention center for a long time, he will be tired because of physical and mental suffering. The only people who can maintain their vigor are probably the thought prisoners, but that is often an illusion deliberately created by the solidarity of someone outside. However, the generations are different, and her resolute attitude has not changed in the slightest, although it is not high-spirited, but it is not depressed. She did not fear the felony she had committed, nor did she make any excuses for herself, but just accepted the development of things calmly with a natural attitude.

　　When she learned that Mishako had committed suicide, the strong generations were still slightly shaken. Her cheeks stiffened and her eyes closed, and there was no sound, and the only reaction that was more like a reaction was that she seemed to recite a Buddha. Before long, it was as calm as ever. Perhaps she regarded the death of her children as an inevitable development, and accepted this fact.

　　"Since Long Bao is at the scene, no matter how much you deny it, as long as Long Bao speaks out, his testimony will be accepted." No matter how much you insist on it, we will no longer be able to listen to your arguments. Nomura tried to persuade generations.

　　"You said you strangled Kamei with a rope, and Takaho also said he strangled Kamei with a rope, but there was only one stranglehold mark on the body." What's going on here? ”

　　"As I said, I was the only one who strangled Kamai." Generations of eyes have not blinked.

　　Nomura pursed his lips and nodded.

　　"Then I want you to be honest. How did you strangle Kamai? Don't talk about that fake method last time..."

　　"If you don't make it clear, we only have dangling Ryuho as the murderer, because his confession is the same as the condition of the corpse."

　　"But..." Nomura tried to break the silence of generations, adding, "I don't think Takaho did it." ”

　　Nomura thought to himself that the only thing left to do was to wait, so he stopped making a sound. Needless to say, man was strangled for generations. But why don't generations simply explain the situation of hanging? Although it is possible to speculate, it is up to the generations of their own confessions to overturn the testimony of Longbao to shield generations.

　　"Takaho said he hanged Kamai with a rope?" After a moment of silence, generations asked in a low voice. Nomura nodded and said:

　　"He also said that he had strangled Kamei with his arm before."

　　"What a stupid kid, I obviously told him not to say..."

　　Generations sighed heavily, their resolute attitude wavered slightly, and Nomura intuitively felt that the hearts of generations were shaken. Sure enough, the generations began to narrate faintly.

　　"When I saw Ronpo digging holes in the ground, I knew everything. I thought to myself, this is really bad. If I had to kill Kamai, it would have been up to me, not Ryuho. I could have soiled my hands, but Long Bao...

　　Sighs don't work, and there's no time. I snatched the shovel from Ryobara and urged him to go quickly, telling him that I would take care of the rest, and asking him to hurry up and go on a trip to the autumn. After making sure his footsteps were far away, I began to dispose of the body. Although I told Longbo that I would handle it well, it was impossible. I was just in a hurry, unable to move my hands and feet.

　　Coming back from a moment of shock, boundless fear kept coming at me. I tried not to look at the corpse, but in such a small place, don't say look, from time to time I would touch his limbs, and every time it frightened me that my hands and feet were weak and I couldn't do things well.

　　But as soon as I thought of Mishako coming back soon, I had to deal with it before she came back, so I had to dig the soil with all my strength, but I didn't expect that one didn't stand still and stumbled into the waist of the corpse. I kicked him hard, and that's when..." Generations of stunned Tsutomu said, "That's when Kamai groaned. ”

　　"What?"

　　The sound rushed out, and Nomura jumped up from his chair, and even Otsuka, who was taking notes, stopped because of the sudden spasm of his hand. The solemn silence dominated the surroundings, and it took a while for Nomura to suppress his excitement and continue to ask:

　　"You said the corpse groaned a little, didn't you?"

　　"Yes, that's right." Generations have answered repeatedly.

　　"How is that possible? How could a corpse possibly groan? ”

　　"That's right, of course the corpse doesn't groan. Therefore, Kamei did not die at all. Generations said cautiously and slowly.

　　"This is not true..."

　　"It's true! He was really moaning. Not only was he moaning, but he wanted to turn his body around like an undead vegetable worm. Generations made no secret of their dislike for Kamei, saying dismissively.

　　"I thought it was the ghost of Kamei who came to me to settle the account, and my heart kept hairy. It's not fear, it's feeling worthless. How can I bring him back to life, I don't know how he will settle this account with Mishako and Ryuho. As soon as my thoughts turned, I saw the rope used to dry clothes.

　　Desperate, I picked up the rope and crossed it around his neck and crossed it at the throat. I didn't have much strength, so I tied one end of the rope to the beams and columns under the floor, and then used all my strength to tighten the other end of the rope. After about two minutes, I think that even if he kicked him into the hole with a rolling belt, he wouldn't be able to scream, and of course he wouldn't move. ”

　　After several generations of speaking, a peaceful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　　"That's when Kamei really died."

　　Generations of smiles are even cheerful. Nomura felt that it was a triumphant smile after generations of certainty that she could completely clear Takaho's guilt.

　　Was Kamei strangled by Takaho's arm?

　　Is Kamai in a state of suspended animation?

　　Even if Kamai is in a state of suspended animation, if he is abandoned, will he really die?

　　Did Kamai really wake up?

　　Could it be that Kamai didn't wake up at all, but only strangled Kamai with a rope for generations to hide the traces of Takaho strangling Kamei's neck?

　　Many questions swirled in Nomura's mind. Nomilique could not produce evidence on either issue. In other words, only generations of confessions are believed.

　　"Why didn't you say it in the first place?" You say now, even if it is thought to be fabricated for the sake of shielding Longbao, you will not be able to argue..."

　　"That's because," said the generations, smiling, in an attitude of not knowingly asking, "if possible, I would even like to hide the fact that Takaho strangled Kamei." Because Takaho was actually just making Kamai stop breathing temporarily, but as long as the police knew that he had strangled Kamai, it would constitute the crime of attempted murder, so Takaho was so pitiful, so I decided to bear all the crimes alone. I'm sorry to make you feel so bad about that. A few generations bowed slightly, then turned their eyes back to Nomura and said pleadingly:

　　"Ryuho may have thought he killed Kamai, so please go and make it clear to him, and please explain this misunderstanding to the police."

　　Generations of eyes pleaded. Nomura stood up wordlessly.

　　Back at the search class, Nomura muttered:

　　"I finally closed a case, although it was not very painful." With that, he took out Gyokuro's tea set from the table. At this time, if you don't drink a good cup of tea, it is really difficult to dissolve the depression in your heart. Squeezing out the last drop of tea, Nomura made a tea-drinking corner of his eye to Otsuka.

　　"Is Longbao innocent?" Otsuka asked hesitantly. Speaking of which, Otsuka is even more depressed.

　　"As far as killing people is concerned, it should be like this." Nomura answered more hesitantly.

　　"I think it's a little hard to say that Kamai woke up for generations."

　　"So what's the solution?" You can't put forward counter-evidence. It is inevitable that we will encounter such a case, although we have evidence and have to believe that the suspect is innocent, and the partial evidence is unnatural, but we cannot use it because the evidence is unnatural. After all, we have to try to use evidence that is good for the suspect, don't we? ”

　　This is also the word Nomura found to eliminate his inner depression.

　　Timing into December, Fengneng High School is just quiet day after day. The college entrance examination for third-year students is imminent, and the final exam is approaching in the second year, and everyone has begun to focus on books, especially the classroom of the second class in the second year is even more energetic. Tanaka's bento auction was delayed, and the Archimedes were naturally dissolved because of the loss of their leader.

　　During the lunch break, everyone gathered in the sun, and Naito, Araki, Mine, Hayama, and Yansheng didn't have any special topics but just basked in the sun.

　　"It's like an afternoon in a nursing home." Yan Xian suppressed his yawn and said self-deprecatingly.

　　"It's pretty much the same." Feng answered in an old man's listless voice.

　　"What do you say?"

　　"The old and the high school students have no jobs and no money, and they don't see the value of people's lives." Feng stroked his proud long hair with both hands, and said slowly and logically, the tone of his voice was impossible to distinguish whether it was serious or nonsense.

　　Yan Sheng snorted coldly:

　　"Childish fallacies!"

　　That's the end of the conversation. It seems that before the class bell rings, there is only a nap.

　　"Great!" Suddenly, a voice came, only to see Tanaka say to the five people who opened their eyes:

　　"Monday, November 13th, is about to become the most memorable day of my life. I had a sharp mind and bought my first stock on this day. ”

　　"Stocks?" Yan Xian was suddenly confused.

　　"That's right! stock. I bought five thousand shares of Niyspoon stock for two hundred and fifty dollars a share, for a total of one hundred and thirty-five million dollars. Well, I was shocked. ”

　　"I already know that you are an economic animal, and there is nothing surprising about people like you buy stocks." Feng boredly interjected.

　　"Then I'll say something even more surprising." Today is the fourth of December, just now I called the securities company, they said that the stock price has exceeded three hundred yuan, one share earned fifty yuan, five thousand shares is two hundred thousand. It's not bad to make so much money in just twenty days. ”

　　"Not only is it good... The number of dollars is so different that I can't understand it. Even a self-styled nihilist like Feng could not fail to be convinced. It's not surprising that high school students spend $10,000 on mahjong or horses, but stocks are rarely touched. It's not that you can't afford it, but you feel like stocks are in a different world than you are. The five of them looked intently at Tanaka as if they were watching a rare animal.

　　"According to my prediction, it should rise to three hundred and fifty yuan within this year." Tanaka said triumphantly.

　　"So you can earn half a million yuan, do you want to buy a car and drive?" Feng said with a pastimed tone.

　　"I don't waste this money." After making a good fortune, I'm going to take the money and go through the back door to college. I don't want to waste my efforts preparing for the exam, and my strength will not be admitted anyway. Besides, I know the little money my old man makes. Tanaka said with a look of indifference.

　　"That's right, that's right! Forget the most important thing. I heard that Liu Sheng was transferred to the juvenile court. Just now the policeman named Nomura came to tell Fujita. It seems that he will not be able to breathe fresh air in two or three years. ”

　　"What about schools?" Dropped out? "Asked with concern.

　　"So what's the solution?" But the penitentiary or shelter should still let him study, right? Maybe it's a little later, but college should be fine. ”

　　"That's good..."

　　"Don't worry so much, people grow up very well." Tanaka continued, "Do you want to see Yanagi?" ”

　　"That being said, we should go and cheer him up." The delay is immediately attached.

　　"Of course, I think so, but in fact, there is something to discuss with Liu Sheng." I want you to hear my opinion on this..." Tanaka sat down in front of the five people, his expression suddenly becoming serious.

　　"Liu Sheng is now left alone, his mother is about to be tried, and there are no relatives to take care of him." Like we went to see him and cheered him up because of sympathy, of course, we did our best, but it had no practical effect. ”

　　Sympathy certainly can't change anything, but what else can be done? Although everyone is dissatisfied, they can only silently refute it in their hearts. Tanaka completely ignored the dissatisfaction of everyone and continued his remarks:

　　"The most important thing at the moment is to try to reduce the punishment of Liu Sheng and his mother, and for this reason, we need to find a smart lawyer for them." If you find a lawyer, of course, you need money, so..."

　　Tanaka looked around at the crowd and said, as if in a declaration:

　　"I'm going to sell the house!" I don't think Liu Sheng wants to live there after he comes back, so the best way is to sell it now. Although it is a house where there have been murders, as long as the real estate industry can make money, even the grave will be bought without frowning. There are many people like Kenjiro Shibamoto. Although the House of the LiuSheng Family is a little old, the land is about 200,000 yuan per ping, and all of them can be sold for 10 million at least. After paying the lawyer's fee, there will be a lot of money left to be used as a fund for the comeback of Liu Sheng's mother and son. I want to ask Liu Sheng's consent for this. ”

　　When Yan Ming and the others heard these words, they were stunned on the spot, and watched tanaka's busy mouth close in a daze.

　　"You may be right, but..." Yan Feng couldn't catch up with the speed of Tanaka's speech, and he spoke slowly and half a beat.

　　"You're all here." Nomura said to Fujita as he walked towards everyone. Yan Ande and Naito frowned unabashedly, and the other three could not raise the welcome, only Tanaka raised his hand to greet them kindly.

　　"It's such a coincidence, Mr. Policeman, that you've come at the right time. I'm bringing up a big case. ”

　　"Can we listen?"

　　"Sure, it's not a bad thing. Besides, if we were the only ones talking, people would think that this was a child's game, and as long as an adult like Mr. Police participated, the weight would be much heavier. ”

　　"I don't agree with you, but you just talk about it."

　　Nomura and Fujita pretended not to notice the blank eyes of the others and found a seat next to Tanaka.

　　"Prolonging life seems incomprehensible." Tanaka continued.

　　"All in all, as long as there is money, liu sheng's punishment will certainly be alleviated."

　　"It's really not a good opinion." Nomura interjected.

　　"You're here to observe, please don't interject, okay?" Of course, a good lawyer will be a little more expensive. ”

　　"What about the money after selling the house?" Delayed life hurried to ask the following. At this time, only YanSheng can negotiate with Tanaka.

　　"That's what I'm going to discuss with Liu Sheng." This ten million must be managed by your Archimedes, anyway, Archimedes will be under the close supervision of Mr. Nomura and have nothing to do, so simply change the name to Yanagisei Support Association, manage the money. Although it is said to be managing money, it is not difficult, as long as the passbook and seal are kept. ”

　　"Wouldn't it be nice if you asked Fujita-sensei for this kind of thing?"

　　"It doesn't work." Tanaka immediately vetoed.

　　"Adults are more vulnerable to money. In contrast, you don't touch the money because you don't know the benefits of it. Moreover, after all, this money is handed over to the monitoring and control of the group. ”

　　Fujita smiled bitterly. Who wants to keep that big sum of money? Although it is not used, it is true that it is stressful to manage.

　　"One more thing. It is not a way to let this money lie idle in the bank, simply take out about five million to make money for me to operate stocks, for Liu Sheng, but also for me. ”

　　"Stocks? you......? Fujita couldn't help but cry out.

　　"Teacher, don't make such a disrespectful voice, okay?" Very good to earn yay. ”

　　"This really is..." Even Nomura couldn't help but sigh unbearably.

　　"Look! As soon as I mentioned money, the teacher looked at me with contempt. This is the sour grape psychology, the more money is lacking, the more it will look down on money. ”

　　Nomura smiled bitterly and glanced at Fujita. Tanaka's words were not entirely unreasonable, so the two were speechless.

　　"I received the year-end bonus, do you want to help me use it too?" Fujita deliberately satirized Tanaka.

　　"No, then a little money won't work." Tanaka easily vetoed it and asked, "What about my proposal?" ”

　　Tanaka turned his gaze to each of them and waited for the five to answer. But everyone avoided Tanaka's sight and remained silent. Yan Feng received Tanaka's last glance and said with less confidence:

　　"I think about it... I'm afraid we won't be able to do it..."

　　The other four nodded uncontrollably. Fujita felt the same way, and Nomura muttered in his heart: High school students who play with stocks and real estate are really disagreeable.

　　"Then are you going to see death and not save you?" Tanaka stood up angrily because he did not speculate.

　　"How do you say that you can't save death when you see it?" Yan Feng looked up at Tanaka unexpectedly and said.

　　"Isn't it? Liu Sheng's mother and son are now alone. It costs money to ask a lawyer to defend, and if the family is not managed, it will be abandoned. But you actually stand by and watch, isn't this what it is to see death and not save? ”

　　"But this kind of thing always has to find the right person, such as relatives or something."

　　"They have no relatives. If anything, they would have already appeared and gone for them. Maybe there are some distant relatives who have not been there, but who does not know what they are thinking, the farther away from the murderer, the better. However, after the sentence is determined, they will put on a greedy face and sell the house under false good will when Liu Sheng's mother and son lose their freedom. So you don't care? ”

　　"You can't do it? No kidding! Is it okay to be a little confident? Now the highest IQ index in Japan is our sophomore high school students. IQ grows to fifteen or sixteen years old to stop, in the next few decades, the brain will not be heavier, IQ will not continue to grow, physiology has not been learned? The same is true of knowledge. The most knowledgeable people in Japan on average are high school students, don't you also know everything from English, mathematics, and Chinese to physics, chemistry, history, and home economics? Show the Manyo set to the Nobel Laureate in Physics, and he may not have the same level as you. On the contrary, if the authority of the Manyo set does the analysis of the test questions, it will lose to you if it is not good.

　　Therefore, when facing adults, there is no need to be humble at all. What we lack is only the social credit accumulated in the smoothness of life, but unfortunately, both of these things have to be accumulated by time. Therefore, I hope to make up for the shortcomings in this regard with Fujita Sensei and Mr. Nomura. ”

　　Fujita and Nomura looked as if they had listened to an incomprehensible cross-talk. They couldn't laugh at Tanaka's seemingly incomprehensible theories.

　　"So..." Tanaka looked at Yansheng, paused slightly, and said in a serious tone:

　　"Don't play the childish game that Archimedes would have played, is it realistic?"

　　Then he turned his gaze to Naito:

　　"You are the same. It is a fairy tale that the law will protect the people, and only children will believe in fairy tales. Your family's apartment incident is the best example. The law is originally to protect the rich people are richer, so you have a grudge against Chai Ben, in fact, you are not right, who told you to believe in fairy tales. ”

　　Naito wanted to refute it, but opened his mouth and couldn't speak. Because he didn't need Tanaka to tell him, he had deeply felt that their actions ended in the result of emptiness and stupidity.

　　"Then..." Tanaka looked around the crowd slowly and said:

　　"Since I can't get your approval, I won't interfere in anything to Liu Sheng anymore." After saying that, he walked to the school building.

　　The crowd continued to bask in the sun, and although their hearts were full of lingering gloom, they were also like old people in nursing homes, lazily sunbathing.

　　"Tanaka!" Yan Feng screamed as if he were about to shake off the depression in his heart. Tanaka turned his head slightly, saw Yan Feng chasing after him, and continued to walk forward without a word.

　　"I really don't know what to say..." Fujita looked at the back of the two men who had walked away, and muttered without a specific object:

　　"Recent students seem to be gradually dividing into two types. One is an extreme reality, and the other is a naïve righteous faction..."

　　"Then what remains is the so-called 'mature child', weak as a lamb, only adapting to the environment."

　　"Didn't someone say that for men, women are always a mystery; for adults, children are always a mystery?"

　　"Who said that? Wouldn't it be Archimedes? ”

　　"I'm sure not."

　　What a childish adult conversation.

　　"You just said..." Yan Feng stepped shoulder to shoulder with Tanaka and said.

　　"If you think I'm talking too straight, I can say it in a lot of tactful ways, but that doesn't change the facts."

　　"Others can just leave it alone, and they don't have much power anyway." But you are different, and the only one who can save Liu Sheng is you. ”

　　"Me? Why? ”

　　"Because Liu Sheng likes you."

　　Tanaka blurted out. Yan Feng suddenly stopped and shook his head violently.

　　"Deceitful! He never said it, and he didn't show it. ”

　　Prolonged the excitement of protest. After taking two or three steps forward quietly, Tanaka slowly turned back and sighed heavily.

　　"Why are you a woman so slow at important junctures?" Have you ever wondered why Liu Sheng didn't sleep with Miyuki? In addition to your instigation, even Miyuki took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, but he still gave up the opportunity to Naito, don't you know why? ”

　　"That's responsible for you." He doesn't want to sleep with other women and stain his heart for you. He's just that old bone. As a result, you can't feel his amorous heart, you are really a boring woman. ”

　　Yan Ming took a deep breath, opened his eyes and said:

　　"Liu Sheng likes me? ...... If that's the case, then I'm not making a big mistake? ......”

　　"That's right! You only now find out that you made a big mistake? You hate Miyuki, right? Because you thought Yanagi would be snatched away by Miyuki, so you..."

　　"Don't say it again!" YanSheng screamed loudly and suddenly slapped Tanaka with a crisp sound.

　　"Ah!" It was not Tanaka who called, but Yansheng. Then, Yan Feng walked away quickly, and when she came back, she was already leaning against the cement pillar of the billiard classroom, her mind was entangled.

　　When I proposed to make Kenjiro Shibamoto miserable by defiling Miyuki, I already had a bottom in my heart. I hate Miyuki for being close to my sweetheart, Yanagi, and I'm also angry that Miyuki shows a special affinity for Yanagi because she sees Yanagi's naked body. So I wanted to take advantage of Naito's revenge and defile Miyuki once and for all. It doesn't matter whether it's Naito or Yanagi who does it, I think even if Yogi goes, the two of them will be emotionally broken because of this abusive sexual relationship, and they will never be able to get back together...

　　That's enough. If Yanagi can't accept my love, I can't make Miyuki feel good. That's my extreme mindset.

　　As a result, Naito completed this, and for me, there was no better than this, because in this way, Miyuki lost the qualification to be close to Yanagi...

　　If I had known from the beginning that Yanagi had a crush on me, I wouldn't have had to do these stupid things, just wait for our feelings to come to fruition, and I wouldn't care if Miyuki, Naito, or Archimedes would be...

　　"How's it going? Do you want to see Liu Sheng? ”

　　Tanaka stood by, without a hint of gentle questioning, in a crisp but pleasant tone. He hung his head weakly.

　　"Great, so that Liu Sheng can be saved." We could have spent money to find the best lawyer, after all, he didn't kill anyone, no major crime. ”

　　"Yes!" Say it forcefully.

　　"It's not good to be the one who was killed, and Liu Sheng is not a direct murderer." He is innocent! ”

　　"I don't agree with that." Tanaka coldly retorted:

　　"That childish idea of Archimedes' rules, I'll leave you to lose." Archimedes's invention of the killing machine killed many Roman soldiers. But Archimedes was nothing more than an invention, and the machines were operated by soldiers from the ancient city of Syracuse, so you think Archimedes didn't kill anyone, right? I don't believe he's a scholar of fame and fortune, and if he really focuses, as you say, only on what is beautiful and noble, then no matter what the king commands, he probably won't design the killing machine. What was killed by Roman soldiers while indulging in mathematics is also too false to agree. This is just to deify him, only to make up a fairy tale to deceive children. ”

　　"I don't approve of this statement from you."

　　"Really? That's fine. This was written in the newspaper at the end of last year. Captain Robert, the co-pilot who flew the B29 Airolagay fighter jet to drop the atomic bomb on Hiroshima, auctioned off his flight diary of the bomb he dropped on Hiroshima, which sold for thirteen million yuan. He is said to have held his breath at the auction house and watched the price soar, but until the end he did not say anything to mourn for the victims of Hiroshima. In addition, Captain Thomas, the bombarder who pressed the atomic bomb firing button, still claims that he has no guilt.

　　People who directly killed more than two hundred thousand lives said such things, let alone those who were far away from the base command. I heard that these people and the supreme commander Leslie still insist that they are 'innocent'. Among the team members, some people have a nervous breakdown due to guilt, and some people go to become priests in order to atone for their sins, but these people should be the lowest class soldiers. ”

　　After Tanaka finished speaking, he asked Yansheng:

　　"Do you still think archimedes or the inventor of the atomic bomb are innocent?"

　　"Everyone is past the age of believing in fairy tales, so let's just let ourselves dirty and face this muddy world."

　　Tanaka looked at his watch and said:

　　"Ah, oops! Already a little bit. The afternoon market in Kitahama has already begun, I don't know where the stock price of the mail ship has soared? So excited! I went to make a phone call to the securities company. ”

　　Yan Ming waved his hand gently, and Tanaka couldn't wait to leave. The unclothed door penetrated into several eyes that did not resemble the warm sun of winter, stinging and prolonging life.