When the policeman finished, he took a cigarette out of his pocket and took a deep breath. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Xunping silently watched as the smoke exhaled by the police and the steam from the oden were mixed together, inseparable from each other. The smoke took on various shapes in the dim light, one moment like a dagger stabbing down, the next like the ugly figure of a man waving his limbs.

The smoke shifted, and the only sound around was the snoring of diners.

"I said, Mr. Policeman. It's a good story......" Hirohei smiled, "It's a shame you don't write a novel...... O father who will make a move on his daughter, O daughter who bears it silently...... It's a lot like what she'll do, but it's still too detached from reality. ”

"Why, don't you believe it?" The policeman said lazily, "I said, it's all my personal prejudice and speculation, and it's better if you don't tell the truth." But there's one more thing that's interesting. ”

"What's the matter?"

"That's what your sister said, when the police entered the door, they only saw the child and the middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood."

"That's right...... "Honpei nodded.

"So, how did your sister know? This kind of thing, this kind of detail should only be known to the police. Maybe there was a first responder in the house? Maybe a neighbor is coming? ”

"Mitsuki said she read an old newspaper...... "Hirohei scratched his head, "Maybe it's a media reporter speculating or something......"

According to Mitsuki, after seeing Sulfur, she felt that the girl's appearance was similar and she knew each other. Then she found the previous newspaper and searched for weeks before finding the report about Sulfona. Although the newspaper did not name Sulfur in the newspaper at that time, a girl with such outstanding looks could not hide her identity at all. (At that time, the Internet and computers were not widely available.) ）

"Well, that's what most people think, and that's right." The policeman nodded and said, "But I know that this report is not wrong. When we entered, it was really just the two of them in the house. So I think this report is suspicious, why would it know that I only knew the details? ”

"Huh? That ......"

"First of all, we police will not accept this kind of report in our personal name. Official spokesmen do not disclose the details of the case, and journalists do not fabricate facts. ”

"That's?"

"I didn't understand it at first, but after I thought about it, there was only one possibility...... "The boy said it himself." ”

"What?"

"This kind of thing is known only to the person concerned. Her father was unconscious, so she was the only one who could speak. ”

"But why would she do such a thing...... Is it ......? ”

"That's right." The policeman nodded, "In order to aggravate his own crime, in order to let the eyes of the world focus on himself, so that his father will be fine." Isn't this a bit naïve? But it works. Because people in the world live for themselves, they also think that others are self-interested. So the world couldn't understand the idea that the child was sacrificing for others, so no one doubted her father. Only when I was really in contact with the incident, and really saw the child sitting in a pool of blood, could I faintly perceive something. ”

"Could it be ......," Hirohei's eyes widened, "Did you already know that she was innocent!" The last time you deliberately came to ask me to communicate with her properly, it was also because ......"

"That's right." The policeman lowered his head, "But by the time I noticed, the verdict had already come down." I am in a position that does not allow me to overturn the verdict, and I personally do not want to. That kid sacrificed so much, I shouldn't have ruined her efforts. So I have to ask you to take care of her. ”

Shohei's mind was in turmoil, and he thought about the time he spent with Sulfona. Always follow your side in silence.,When you speak, you always listen carefully with a serious expression.,When you're down, you'll try to cheer yourself up.。 If it is such a gentle child, maybe it will really be manipulated by that ugly father.

Even if it was such a father, if he fell in a pool of blood and begged for forgiveness, Sulfona would definitely agree. The relationship forged by the blood of relatives is closer than most people think. Obviously in the position of the victim, but he has to cover up the crime for his father, this is the wonder of the world.

So Sulfona lied. She lied to the police, she lied to the media and journalists, she lied to everything around her. Bury the truth in your heart and live with a heavy prejudice. For every lie told, it takes ten times as many lies to close the hole created by that lie. Before she knew it, there was nothing left around her but lies and sins.

She is misunderstood and hostile by others. Obviously he didn't do anything wrong, but he was inexplicably hated by Mitsuki......

However, there are still doubts in his heart.

"But why did her father get so big about her?"

"I think you'll probably understand after reading this." As he spoke, the policeman rummaged through his coat pocket and took out a notebook, "In this case, I added all the evidence I secretly collected by myself to the notebook. I didn't feel comfortable keeping it somewhere else, so I brought it with me. Come on, Junhei-kun, come and see this. ”

Xun Ping took the notebook in the policeman's hand and flipped through it. There were sketches of the crime scene, some broken newspaper clippings, and scribbled notes written by the police themselves. Suddenly, a stack of pieces of paper slipped out between the pages of his notebook, and he looked at it carefully.

"What is this?"

"Didn't I say that her father was a painter."

He nodded. In fact, it suddenly occurred to him that Sulfona herself was quite good at painting. During Yuko's incident, Sulfona can quickly draw a sketch of Yuko's school uniform on paper with the help of Hirohei's rough description.

She is worthy of being the daughter of a painter.

"Five years ago, he had a solo exhibition, and these are the paintings on display. If it had to be said to be a solo exhibition of Atsushi Kurata, it would be a bit inaccurate. Even the exhibitors can see the anomaly......"

He looked at the paintings carefully, his brow furrowed.

That's right, Atsushi Kurata's exhibition is anomalous. His subject matter is too monolithic, and the image is too consistent - no matter what kind of painting it is, there must be a high school girl with long black hair and a sailor suit. Whether it's next to an orange-red sunset, beside a rolling sea, in an abandoned schoolhouse, in a silent jungle filled with moonlight—the girl is in all the paintings. Like a fairy in a picture, and like a fairy in color, this girl constantly appeared in the sight of Yu Ping.

There's it in this one, and there's it in the next.

He could imagine the thoughts of the exhibitors. When a person is in the hallway, surrounded by the same face, his heart must be filled with a wonderful sense of dislocation. It's the strange feeling of a person living in the everyday world looking straight at and distorting.

Every painting on it is a thinner. Sulfona in various poses. Sulfona who looked up at the sky, Sona who looked down and thought about the girl's thoughts, Sulfona who closed the hairline on the side of her ear with her hand, and her eyes flashed with wonderful brilliance in her happy eyes. In the same space, I saw the all-round actions of a high school girl.

"It's ...... Sulfona ......"

This is indeed the sulfona that Tsuopyeong knows. He can find Sulfona's habitual movements in the painting, and find Sulfona's familiar demeanor......

He raised his throat as if he was a little disgusted. The man's desires seemed to be conveyed directly through the screen. It was unabashedly possessive and almost pathological fanatical affection. It was as if he was a stalker, and his head was dizzy.

- So Sulfona has been living with such a man? Being stared at by a man like that with licking eyes, just thinking about it feels creepy. Pyeong suddenly thought of the first time he met Sulfur.

At that time, Sona went out at about 10 o'clock in the evening, saying that she wanted to buy a bento for her father. But after the rapidity talked, the two of them stayed in the café until late, and then they met Yuko. Now that she thinks about it, Sulfona may just be trying to run away from her father under the pretext of buying a bento. At that time, what kind of feelings did Sulfona, who was smiling while talking to Huanping, have a lot of feelings in her heart?

"Sulfona ......"

Xuan Ping muttered. The policeman looked up and looked at Hoehei with surprised eyes.

"Huh? So you know Mrs. Sulfona. ”

"Huh?"

"Anyway, his painting is more like Mrs. Sulfona's?" The policeman rubbed his chin and thought, "In that case, maybe I will have to change my opinion of Mr. Kurata." I thought he just liked his daughter. But this may also contain the longing for his deceased wife...... Sure enough, people are complicated......"

"What? Mrs. Sulfona? Like Mrs. Sulfona's side? ”

Suddenly, he couldn't understand the policeman's words. I used to be communicating normally, but it seems that I suddenly changed my language. He stared blankly at the policeman's open lips, his mind blank.

"Ah, it's Mr. Atsushi Kurata's wife, Ms. Sulfona."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Did that man even want to marry his own daughter? ”

"What do you marry your daughter?"

After a conversation with the police, he was suddenly stunned, and he felt another chill slowly rising from his back.

Something is wrong.

Maybe something fundamentally wrong.

Before thinking about the girl's forbearance, before thinking about the beast that roared in the father's heart. Something seems to be wrong from the start.

He grabbed the policeman's shoulder and looked him straight in the eye.

"I mean, Mr. Policeman, who is the girl we're talking about now?"

"Isn't that the daughter of the famous painter, Mr. Atsushi Kurata?" The policeman said with a look of reason.

"Na Sulfona is ......"

"Sulfona is the wife of Mr. Atsushi Kurata, and they seem to be high school classmates who got married after graduating from college. Unfortunately, Ms. Sulfur passed away after giving birth to her daughter, Kurata Ringo. Mr. Atsushi Kurata lived with Ringo to this day......"

"No...... You...... What ...... you say again? ”

"Huh?"

Suddenly a name that I had never heard of before appeared.

"What's that, Kurata Ringo, who is it?" Hirohei opened and closed his mouth like a goldfish and asked sluggishly.

"Isn't that the girl who has always been by your side?"

"Isn't she Sulfona? Aren't we talking about Sulfona? ”

"But Sulfona is Ringo's mother. That's what it says on the family register. The policeman slowly removed the hand that was on his shoulder, "Don't get excited, think about it carefully, all our conversations, the word sulfur never appeared!" I always thought you were talking about Ringo. And isn't Lady Sulfur dead a long time ago? ”

"That...... I ......" Hiropyeong suddenly felt weak, "I see, I see." ”

Hopyeong remembered the first time he saw the girl.

On the street in the evening, a girl who looks to be only the age of a high school student walks down the street in civilian clothes and carrying a plastic bag. The girl has long, quiet black straight hair and a ponytail tied at the side, which looks chic and unpretentious. The upper body is wearing a knitted sweater, and the lower body is a midi skirt that is somewhat conservative for today's girls.

The girl seemed to notice Hirohei, and she lowered her head slightly and smiled shyly.

- My name is Sulfona, please advise.

He slumped in his chair all of a sudden. Only now did he pay attention to this most critical issue.

“…… It turns out that you have never told the truth from the very beginning. ”