Chapter 17 The rainstorm is coming
"Sunny on July 12th"
A little accident happened today, and I feel very complicated.
When I went on a date to the cinema in the afternoon, my male partner suddenly tried to kiss me, which felt really disgusting.
"Overcast on July 13th"
It’s nice to go shopping and walk out occasionally.
"Sunny on July 14th"
My ankle was scratched by high heels and I needed to apply medicine. It feels like your feet are much more delicate than your hands. If you don't take good care of them, you will develop calluses.
"July 15th Rain"
It's raining and I can't go out. It's a boring day.
……
In the empty classroom, the two of them sat in their own seats.
Yuan Yuzi's eyes widened, and she read this page of diary from beginning to end, but did not see any record related to crime.
Fushimi Lu opened the window and let the late spring wind flow in, fluttering the pages on the desk.
At this moment, he wanted to have a cigarette, which was an old habit from his previous life.
Last night he returned to the playground and saw Kawai tied to the flagpole. The latter was wet all over, like a pitiful drowned dog.
He walked over and chatted with Kawai for a few words.
The latter warned Fushimi Shika that Instructor Sakurai was watching nearby and was trying to use her to fish out her accomplices.
Fushimi Shika said he didn't care, he had already been targeted, and he didn't have to worry about the lice and debts.
Instructor Sakurai would most likely not fire him. He knew with all his ass that Instructor Sakurai would definitely take advantage of him, threaten him to surrender, and train him severely.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Kawai motioned Fushimi Lu to take away the page of the diary hidden in his underwear.
Although it had been soaked in water, after it dried, the writing was still clearly visible.
Facts proved that Fushimi Shika was right, and the Academic Affairs Office did not talk to him the next day. Instructor Sakurai suppressed the matter and only fired Nagano Kawai.
Now, after reading the diary, Yuan Yuzi asked blankly: "What... can you tell from this?"
Fushimi Shika was thinking about whether he should take a smoke inhaler as Junjie. Hearing her question, he turned around and replied:
"Nothing can be seen. Even if we can infer that she committed a crime that day, there is no way to present it as evidence to the judge."
"Why is this... Then, wouldn't it be that Kawai's sacrifice was in vain..."
Yuan Yuzi lowered her head dejectedly, looking like she was about to cry again.
Fushimi Shika suddenly asked: "Why do you think Kawai tore up this page of the diary?"
"Could it be that...this page of diary has some hidden value, but we haven't discovered it yet?" Yuan Yuzi immediately lowered his head and read every word with his eyes wide open, for fear of missing any clues.
"Didn't I just say that? Even if the criminal facts are deduced from it, it cannot be submitted as evidence. The case is basically unsolvable."
Fushimi Shikama paused, then changed the topic: "However, this page does have other hidden clues."
He had a vague guess in his mind, but it still needed to be verified.
"What? Why didn't I see it?" Yuan Yuzi wanted to put the diary on her face, trying to see the flaws in it.
She studied it for a long time, looking horizontally and vertically, but she couldn't see any clue.
Minamoto Tamako was about to ask, but when she turned her head, she realized that Fushimi Lu had disappeared.
She hurriedly ran out of the classroom, just in time to see Fushimi Shika's back. The latter was about to go downstairs and didn't know what he was going to do.
"Hey! Why did you leave without saying a word!"
Yuan Yuzi carefully put away the diary and ran after him. Fushimi Shika didn't even look back and said, "I'm going to investigate some things..."
"I want to go too!" Yuan Yuzi interrupted.
"You can't understand even if you go...forget it, just follow if you want."
Fushimi Shikami saw that Gentamako's cheeks bulged up. Seeing that she was really getting angry, he had to take a step back.
"Yoshi!"
Yuan Yuzi made fists with both hands and encouraged herself.
Come on, Okja! You carry the hopes of your friends, the wronged souls of the victims, and the mission of justice. You must not give up just like this! You must work harder!
She regained her strength and regained her previous vitality, and kept pestering Fushimi Shika, asking what the mystery of that page of the diary was.
"I'm not deliberately trying to hide it, it's really hard to tell," Fushimi Deer turned into the Riddler and said, "You can only discover this clue yourself, I can't help you."
Yuan Yuzi said reluctantly: "What! Why can't you tell me? Aren't we partners? Tell me..."
Fushimi Deer ignored him, and he quickly went downstairs and walked through the side courtyard.
The sky was gray and the school was dark. The air is humid and sultry with a warm air mass, and the heavy rains from spring to summer are coming.
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The two walked into the teaching building, and Fushimi Shika found Ishizuka Kazuo, who was ignored as always, who was eating the lunch he brought alone in the office.
"Excuse me," Fushimi Shika casually pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Ishizuka Kazuo: "Can I take five minutes of your time?"
"Well, why don't you wait until I finish eating..."
Before Ishizuka Kazuo finished speaking, Fushimi Shika asked spontaneously: "How did your daughter die?"
"Uh, didn't you say that? Hit and run..."
"Have you seen it with your own eyes?" Fushimi Shika asked.
Ishizuka Kazuo was startled and hesitated for a second: "I saw it."
"Are you sure it was instructor Sakurai who hit her to death with his car?" Fushimi Shika asked again.
"Sure." Kazuo Ishizuka replied.
"Can you describe the situation at that time?" Fushimi looked into his eyes, crossing his fingers and twirling his thumb in a circle.
Yuan Yuzi felt that this request was a bit cruel. Asking a father to recall and describe the scene when his daughter was hit and killed would inevitably cause secondary trauma to him.
But in order to find out the truth and make the victims avenged, these sacrifices are all worth it!
With a tight face and full concentration, she took out a note pad and ballpoint pen from her pocket, preparing to record all of Ishizuka Kazuo's testimony.
"At that time, my daughter and I were walking on the side of the street, preparing to cross the road. I am sure that the traffic light was a green light for passage."
"Because I was holding the ingredients, I didn't hold my daughter's hand. At that time, I was in a hurry to go home, and I didn't notice that my daughter was a few steps behind."
"Then a red car rushed over and knocked my daughter to the ground. Blood spattered on the zebra crossing, and my mind went blank."
"Before I could react, the car started to reverse and ran over her repeatedly until my daughter completely died and then sped away."
"I was so nervous and excited that I couldn't think clearly. I kept staring at my daughter's body and had no energy to remember the license plate number... When the police asked afterward, I couldn't do anything."
"I only saw the face of the driver who caused the accident. She rolled down the window and glanced at my daughter's body... But the police were unable to identify the suspect based on the face in their memory."
"You will all know what happens next."
Kazuo Ishizuka spoke calmly as he recounted the past, not forgetting to stir the natto in the lunch box and pour it on the white rice.
Yuan Yuzi wrote furiously, her chest filled with anger, thinking that this was not a hit and run, this was clearly intentional murder!
In order to avoid legal responsibility for hitting someone, he repeatedly ran over the victim - such evil behavior cannot be condoned!
"Last question," Fushimi Shika paused with his twirling thumbs: "How did you dispose of your daughter's body?"
Ishizuka Kazuo's hand when picking up the chopsticks stiffened. He turned his head and adjusted his glasses, as if he was re-examining the young student.
"Send it to the temple and bury it," he said.
(End of chapter)