"It's not entirely a misunderstanding."

Kawanishi Kiki seemed to smile, "The novel that Mr. Imura borrowed and disappeared was finally found in the freezer of Kinoshita's Raku. The title of the book is "The Waiting Room". ”

At that time, Momoto Momoyama's explanation was that it might have been the other party who accidentally landed here when he was eating.

This lie is very clumsy.

At least in general, the probability of this happening is very small.

Momotoyo Motoyama was silent for a long time.

Finally, he slowly spoke: "For the sake of me who can't go to the bookstore because of my husband, new books will be delivered to me every weekend." At the end of the week, a cup of coffee would be given to me every time. Although we were very short together, we ...... when I talked to him."

A smile appeared on Momoyo Motoyama's face, as if he remembered something good, "At that time, I felt that time had stood still, the world had stood still, and everything was no longer passing, only me and him remained. ”

"Do you remember the last time you saw Mr. Imura?"

"Sunday night."

She remembered it very well, so she didn't hesitate to answer.

Because, that may be the bravest time in her life.

"I made an agreement with him to elope together. But I waited at the station for a long time, watching the traffic to the morning star, and finally I couldn't wait for him. ”

Because blood stains were found on Motoyama's miraculous coat, the search direction became a homicide. But in the end, the body could not be found.

Therefore, it cannot be determined that it is the miraculous murder of this mountain. Maybe, it's just that Imura Tokuji hid himself and lived incognito from then on.

The two came to the vicinity of Imura's house.

"The time of disappearance, sure enough, is March 20th."

Conan showed a confident expression, "The neighbor didn't see the other person's face clearly, and the only time he really saw his face was on Sunday. The last witness was Mr. Motoyama. ”

"No, it's supposed to be Ms. Momoyo."

"Why? If Mr. Imura had repented for the time being, he might have repented. Or maybe Mr. Motoyama accidentally heard the news, so he killed Mr. Imura in a fit of rage. And Ms. Momoyo, who was waiting at the station, didn't see him, even if she waited for a long time, so she couldn't be an eyewitness. ”

Qinghai Chuantang sighed and said earnestly: "Child, you don't understand. risked his life to elope, especially a woman, but the other party did not show up at the appointed time. If it were you, would you go back? ”

Conan blinked, "Don't you go back?" ”

The expression was very innocent.

Qinghai Chuantang felt that he had inexplicably suffered internal injuries.

Whether it's really as she guessed, as long as she finds Momoto Motoyama, it's clear.

"I just want to make sure he doesn't mean it, I just want to know. But ......"

Momoyo Momoyama looked a little sad, "But he didn't come out of the house all night." Not answering phone calls and not replying to text messages made me feel like I had been fooled. ”

"In the early hours of that morning, Mr. Imura was seen coming out of his house."

"Early in the morning?" Momoyo Motoyama seemed to remember something, "On that day, someone did come out with a big suitcase. It may be that the contents are too heavy and look a little struggling. Although it was too dark to see clearly, I was sure that it was definitely not him. ”

When she said that, she smiled, "Because I can't recognize him." ”

After all, waited for him all night.

The next day, Qinghai Chuantang and Chuanxi Muqi came to the human resources office together.

At that time, the police searched the whole place, but found nothing. Seven years ago, because of this, many complaints were received.

"In the past seven years, there has been a lot of development in science and technology. If you search again, you may find something different. ”

In forensic science, the luminol reaction, also known as the aminophthalic acid callosum reaction, can identify blood stains that have been scrubbed a long time ago.

Kawanishi Muji seemed to have expected it, so before he came, he contacted the people from the forensic department and applied for a search warrant by the way.

Seeing this, Qinghai Chuantang couldn't help but sigh: "Officer Sichuanxi, you must be the hope of the whole village." ”

When the forensic personnel arrived, they pasted all the light areas with newspapers and began spraying luminol reagent. The two waited outside.

Luminol is so sensitive that even the slightest trace of blood can be detected.

After waiting for a long time, the two gently pushed the door open and walked in.

Under the nod of Kawanishi Muji, the forensic staff turned off the light, and the room instantly turned into a pitch black.

However, in this room, there is nothing. All that's left is the room inside, which is piled up with all kinds of miscellaneous items and a lot of dust.

When the lights were turned off, the blue fluorescence on the ground successfully attracted their attention.

The forensic officer turned on the light and said, "Mr. Imura's blood type is type A, but the blood type here is type O. The known type O blood is Ms. Momoyo, so it can be ruled out that it is the blood of the victim. And the blood stains here are very fresh, and there were no such bloodstains seven years ago. ”

Qinghai Chuantang looked around, and suddenly found that on the wall on one side, there was a piece of cement in shade of color, which was inconsistent with the surroundings, and looked a little abrupt.

"Here ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Kawanishi Muqi raise a hammer.

Qinghai Chuantang hurriedly retreated to the distance, in case he accidentally injured himself. When the other party swung the hammer, he dubbed it in his heart: eighty, eighty......

When it was smashed, an old iron box was revealed, with rust on it.

Forensic personnel took the iron box out, placed it on the table, and opened it.

I saw a bloodstained slicing knife in a black plastic bag, but the blood had been dry for a long time. In addition to this, there is a coat inside, which also has blood stains.

The people from the forensic department took the evidence away, and Qinghai Chuantang came to the Metropolitan Police Department with the Sichuan West Muqi. In his words: assisting in the investigation.

In the interrogation room, there are Kawanishi Muqi and Motoyama magical.

"Mr. Officer, it's really not me."

"Do you still have to quibble?"

Kawanishi Muji smiled, he had seen too many situations like this.

"I—I did hit someone, but I definitely didn't kill anyone! Mr. Officer, please believe me! ”

"What's the matter with the knife and the clothes?"

"When I got back to the office, I saw a big backpack on the desk. I heard the news of Imura's disappearance again, and you went to Kinoshita to find my wife at that time, so I ...... at the time Driven by curiosity, he opened the backpack, but he didn't expect that there was a knife and a coat inside, both stained with blood. A lot of people saw me hit him that day, and I was afraid of being suspected, so I did that...... And I still have a criminal record, if someone really finds out, I guess no one will believe me. ”

According to Benshan's miraculous confession, he did beat someone, but he definitely didn't kill anyone. And looking at his expression, it doesn't look like he's lying.

Qinghai Chuantang stood outside the door and waited.

"The matter has been settled. Miss Tang, thank you for your assistance, now you can go back. ”

"But the body still hasn't been found, has it?"

She looked sideways at the other party, "Why did you only bury the evidence, but not the body?" And Mr. Izura's bag appeared in the office, but why wasn't the person there? ”

"You're trying to say that someone wants him to carry the black cauldron?"

Qinghai Chuantang nodded.

"So, where will the corpse be?"

"Maybe there's already an answer." Qinghai Chuantang smiled: "But I have lost too many brain cells recently, and I need to replenish the sugar." ”

Brain cells are in a constant process of death and never regenerate and multiply. This is a type of programmed death, also known as blighting.

I don't know if taking APTX4869 will increase brain cells......

With such a question, Qinghai Chuantang left the Metropolitan Police Department and came to SMW Cake Shop instead.

The smell of freshly baked cakes in the store arouses people's appetites.

"Miss Tang, you've come just in time. How about a taste of freshly made macarons? ”

The colors are rich and correspond to different tastes. It looks petite and cute, no wonder it is called a lady's kiss.

Qinghai Chuantang picked a favorite blue color and put it whole into his mouth.

"Miss Tang!" Aoi Akakawa seemed to want to stop her, "If you do this, it will be very sweet!" ”

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Malonka also has the name of "girl's crisp breasts".

It's just that her approach is really not gentle, just like a hungry person, picking up a bun and eating it in a big bite. If there is a more accurate analogy, it is the difference between eating a tablespoon of sugar and eating a tablespoon of sugar.

Aoi Akakawa handed her a cup of black coffee, which could properly offset the sweetness of the macarons.

"Thank you."

After taking it, he drank it all again, and the other party was stunned.

"The skin is thin and crispy, the inside is soft and glutinous, and there is a scent of almonds. The palate is rich and layered...... Seems to have added a little matcha powder to it? ”

"Yes."

Akakawa Aoi nodded and said with a smile: "I didn't think that Miss Tang also tasted it." ”

Although the method is a little rougher, Qinghai Chuantang's taste is very sensitive, and sometimes the subtle taste differences can be tasted by her.

A friend once joked with her that you should be a chef or a food critic.

"Speaking of which, does Miss Tang like to watch dramas?"

"Drama?" Qinghai Chuantang smiled: "I like it a lot." For example, "Huluwa vs Transformers", "Hamlet", "Musashi". ”

It always felt like something strange was getting in.

"In that case, it would be great."

As she spoke, Akakawa Aoi handed her a ticket, "I originally wanted to go, but I couldn't go because of something temporary." Instead of wasting it, give it to someone who likes it. I love this drama so much that I go to see it every year. ”

"What kind of drama is so charming?"

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and looked down at the name on the ticket-

"The Waiting Room".

I'm just going to stay here and not go anywhere. Leave my shell here for you to come back—

I'll just stay in this room and fill it with love words.

It may be a long time, it may be forever, but I will wait for you to come back.

You must have stayed here with me.

I love you, I love you, I love you......

The long "I love you" at the end seems to contain endless affection. The voice grew lower and softer, until only the mouth of the woman on the stage was seen, but nothing was heard.

The drama is over.

Early the next morning, Kawanishi Mugui came to Imura's house with the people from the forensics department, and also brought a tool: a soil density meter.

If you dig a hole in the room and bury something in it, the density of the land will be different. With such a comparison, it is easy to check it out.

This is Rinka's bedroom for Imura, and she often stays here.

"This is the place where I'm standing."

Qinghai Chuantang stretched out his hand and stroked, feeling a slightly raised feeling, which was not smooth.

Rinka Imura suddenly knelt on the ground.

"Mom, isn't it? Could it be ......" Kae Imura looked at her mother in disbelief.

"Officer Kawanishi, there is a signal at this coordinate."

The two glanced at each other, and the meaning was self-evident.

The forensics department brought professional tools and prepared to unravel the secrets that were hidden beneath the floor.

It takes a certain amount of time for the cement to set. So the reason why I didn't contact Kae Imura right away, maybe that's the case.

"Ahh

Inside the house, the screams of the forensic personnel were heard.

The two of them hurriedly ran in to take a look, only to see that in a pile of rubble, the shape of a human hand was clearly visible. It's a pity that because of the long time, it has turned into white bones.

Rinka Imura was handcuffed, escorted by two police officers, and put into a police car.

Kae Imura followed.

"Why did Mom do this to Dad?" She was very incomprehensible, and cried and said, "You are eating and sleeping there, how can you do this?" It's not you, is it? ”

She didn't want to believe it was true, even though the truth was laid out in plain sight.

"Tell me it wasn't you! Not really! ”

Seeing this, Qinghai Chuantang couldn't help but ask, "Why do you want to do this?" ”

"He said he was leaving."

Rinka Imura turned her back to them, "How can you abandon your family?" ”

She watched her husband pack up his things and was ready to leave. She did everything she could to keep the other party, and even begged bitterly, but he was unmoved.

Even in order to get out of here, he pushed her to the ground.

She finally couldn't take it anymore.

Picking up the knife on the table, he stopped him just as he was about to walk out of the room. At the moment when he turned around, he stabbed the knife into his body and watched her husband fall in front of him.

"How can you abandon your family? How can that be done? ”

Rinka Imura repeated these questions softly, but the person who could answer them was long gone.

Seeing her mother get into the police car, Kae Imura couldn't help but say, "So, will love disappear?" ”

"Love never disappears, it only becomes a human being."

Once things have existed, they will leave traces, including love.

In the interrogation room, Rinka Imura and Kiki Kawanishi sat facing each other.

"Officer, have you ever waited for someone? One stays in the room all day, just to wait for the return of one. ”

She loved him so much that she didn't want to watch him go away and go with another woman.

They also have a lovely daughter, if Kasue knows, how to face her father, how to face that woman?

"Ever since I found out that he goes to the library every Saturday to borrow books, I found out about that fact. And then every Sunday, it feels like hell. Keep thinking that day after day, Sunday will always come, and after this Sunday there will be next Sunday...... Until death. ”

"Rather than that, I thought, I might as well be with him forever. I did it because I loved him. ”

Kawanishi Muji has never waited for anyone, and he doesn't understand why he loves someone but wants to kill the other person.

"Love cannot forgive you without sin."

What's more, who wants to have such a person?

"Then I'll stay in prison for the rest of my life, right?"

Rinka Imura smiled and said softly, "It's okay, it's hell anyway, it's just a different place." It's a pity ......"

It's a pity that their daughters have witnessed such a tragedy and witnessed the departure of their parents.

It's hard to let go and be happy.

For Qinghai Chuantang, what she wants is very simple, as long as the person she likes is by her side.