Chapter 87: Confession at the Grave

"Woo~~~"

Hearing a melodious siren in the distance, a man couldn't help but stop his steps and look down the hill, but after a moment of hesitation, the man finally took flowers and buckets and continued to shuttle among the tombstones.

It is a large-scale public cemetery, and most of the people buried in it are ordinary people with no religious beliefs. When the man passed a tombstone in the cemetery, he slowed down.

A handful of white flowers was gently placed on the steps in front of the tombstone by the man. He took the beads out of his pocket, clipped them in his hand, and then folded his hands and bowed silently to the owner of the tomb. A few minutes later, when he looked up again, his eyes were already full of mixed emotions.

"Higuchi Iryumi's Tomb! Maybe this is her final destination!"

The man silently comforted himself in his heart, and then he picked up a wooden scoop and scooped a handful of water from the bucket and gently poured it on the tombstone.

The man was engrossed in cleaning the dust from the tombstone, but at that moment, there was a noisy sound of footsteps behind him. Hearing this noisy sound, the man couldn't help but stop the movement of his hand, and then glanced behind him with some dissatisfaction. At that moment, a man who looked like an office worker suddenly walked up the steps, followed by a woman who was also wearing a professional suit. When the two of them noticed the man's gaze, they stopped and saluted the man politely.

"I'm sorry, but you're Mr. Jingjiu of Anyangji Temple who talked to me before, right?"

"If you're here to arrest me, can you wait a little longer?"

"Ah...... I'm so sorry, just keep going!"

The man who spoke nodded kindly to the other party, and then glanced at the female subordinate standing beside him, and the female subordinate nodded quietly after seeing it, and then walked down the steps just now.

Ten minutes later, when the man finally finished his sacrificial sweep, he packed up his things, and then looked at the name on the tombstone again solemnly-Higuchi Irumi, did she have been looking for the snow of Anyang Temple? This question was like a demon that kept biting at his heart, so that he could not even find peace for a moment.

"If my guess is correct, you are Officer Lin Xiuyi of the Metropolitan Police Department!

"Oh, don't we seem to be so strangers to each other, Mr. Anyangji!"

"Actually...... When I was a newspaper reporter before, I paid attention to the cases you handled, and I know very well that you are a very capable guy, which is why I will make you the protagonist of my plan......"

"Your plan? So...... Have you achieved your goal?"

"I don't know, because ......"

The man stretched out his hand and pointed to the tombstone and said to Lin Xiuyi, but he suddenly choked up because of his grief......

"Because...... You're not sure if it's your sister or not, I'm right!"

Hearing Lin Xiuyi's question, Anyang Temple wiped his tears and nodded resolutely.

"So...... Can you tell me why you're so obsessed with finding your sister's whereabouts?"

"Persistence, since she left quietly, my mother has always treated me like an enemy, and since then, I have been living in the shadow of her departure. In order to find him, I even gave up my favorite major to study law, so that one day I could become a police officer and find out her whereabouts myself, but when I knew that it would be difficult to do so even if I became a police officer, I had no choice but to become a journalist......"

The man roared at Lin Xiuyi with emotion, and then sat on the ground with some physical exhaustion. He looked at the name on the tombstone with a puzzled look, and although he wanted to believe that his sister who disappeared ten years ago was buried here, he still couldn't get himself out of that uneasy mood. Because he clearly remembers that his sister's favorite singer back then had the surname Higuchi, and the fishing boat used to support the family was named Irumimaru by his father. So...... If his sister really plans to change her name, Higuchi Irumi is definitely the most likely one......

Hearing this excited monologue of the suspect Anyang Temple, Lin Xiuyi listened quietly until Anyang Temple finally fell silent for a long time, Lin Xiuyi said to the other party unhurriedly:

"I want to ...... I might want to tell you about Mr. Kiyocho Matsumoto, who was kidnapped by you. In fact...... We have rescued him from that ship, and after we have explained to him some information about Mrs. Matsumoto, Mr. Matsumoto has asked me to pass on a thing to you, and perhaps after seeing this thing, you can be sure that the dead buried here are not your relatives!"

Lin Xiuyi said as he took out a handkerchief bag from the pocket of his suit and slowly handed it to Anyang Temple for a long time.

"What is this?"

Anyang Temple asked Lin Xiuyi with some doubts for a long time:

"This is the last relic of Ms. Higuchi Irumi, and before Ms. Higuchi Irumi's body was cremated, Mr. Matsumoto Kiyonaga deliberately left this thing in the hope that one day it will be given to her family. ”

Hearing Lin Xiuyi's explanation, Anyang Temple hurriedly took the handkerchief bag handed over by Lin Xiuyi with a trembling hand, and then carefully opened it. When he saw what was wrapped in his handkerchief, Anyangji's long-lasting eyes couldn't help but reveal a rare sense of joy.

At this moment, a necklace in the shape of a treble in the musical note is lying quietly in the handkerchief. In the morning light, the necklace was shining with a warm sheen.

"Looks like you know this necklace!"

"Hmm...... This is the ...... of the year After I won a radio contest, I used my money to buy it for my sister. The reason why I bought this necklace is because my sister has always wanted to become a composer and hope that one day the singer she likes will be able to sing the songs she wrote herself......"

"Oh, that's why! Looks like you've finally found her whereabouts! So...... Can we leave now?"

"Let's go! anyway...... I have nothing to regret!"

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