Chapter 19 Revenge without Hate
The heavy rain knocked off the petals, and the branches of the cherry blossoms drooped.
The door of the auditorium was pushed open, and wind and rain poured in. There were bursts of thunder in the distance, and two figures were reflected on the red carpet of the auditorium.
Sakurai Chizuru closed the umbrella with one hand and hung it by the door.
She was holding a suitcase in her left hand, and was wearing a brown windbreaker with folded plackets, a tightly buckled belt to tighten her waist, and the hem of the dress covered her ankles.
"Go in." She said sideways.
Fushimi Shika walked through the door, and Sakurai Chizuru stood beside him, reaching out and closing the door.
This is the auditorium where the opening ceremony is held. It is not usually open to the public and the door is usually locked. Sakurai Chizuru borrowed the key, brought the props, and planned to experience a more exciting new gameplay tonight.
"Didn't you say you need special guidance?" Fushimi Shika asked knowingly: "What are you doing here?"
"Use honorifics when speaking." Sakurai Chizuru took out the key and locked the door.
"Yes, instructor."
"I don't like to beat around the bush, so I'll get straight to the point. Is Kawai's accomplice yours?"
A predatory smile appeared on Sakurai Chizuru's face. She carried her suitcase, walked through the rows of benches, stood on the stage, and looked up at the embossed police badge.
"I'm not familiar with her," Fushimi Shika said.
This is the truth, he is indeed not familiar with Kawai.
"You went to see her last night and took something from her underwear." Chizuru Sakurai took out the film from her coat pocket and gently placed it on the podium: "It was all photographed, so there's no point in trying to quibble. .”
She turned her head and asked: "Don't you feel ashamed of wearing a police uniform for doing such a dirty thing?"
Fushimi Shika really doesn't think so. He just thinks it's a job, and it doesn't rise to the level of belief or ideal. After all, he has no sense of belonging to this country.
Seeing his silence, Sakurai Chizuru became more and more satisfied. She put her suitcase on the desk and said with excitement: "Students like you who are unrepentant must be punished in the most severe way."
Click, the suitcase lock opened.
Sakurai Chizuru's slender fingers were rummaging through the suitcase, and from time to time there was the sound of metal friction and the jingling of bells.
"Let's start with the most basic honorifics."
She took out a dark red leather collar with her left hand. It had a simple brass bell inlaid in the center and a slender metal chain hanging from it. The index finger of her right hand hooked the round handle at the end of the chain and said softly: "You know how to call a superior?" Who? ”
"Oh chicken?" Fushimi Lu said.
Sakurai Chizuru did not refute, but just raised her fingers: "Come here."
Fushimi Shika walked forward, only to see Sakurai Chizuru standing on the stage, raised her right foot, stepped on his shoulder, lowered the collar and ordered:
"Kneel down."
Fushimi Lu raised his head and saw the graceful scenery hidden under her windbreaker.
This guy is really a pervert...
Sakurai Chizuru was wearing women's boots, and there was a lot of mud and water on the road when she came. At this moment, her heels were splashing wet on Fushimi Shika's shoulders, exerting constant pressure.
"You don't want to be expelled either?"
She looked down at Fushimi Shika and stepped on the latter's shoulders with her heels: "Haven't you figured out the situation yet? Position yourself right, you bastard!"
Fushimi Shika suddenly took a step back, Sakurai Chizuru stepped on the air, staggered, and almost fell off the stage. She took two steps back, bumped into a soft cushion that looked like a curtain, and then steadied herself.
"You're the one who doesn't understand the situation, right?" Fushimi Shika raised his eyebrows and brushed away the muddy water on his left shoulder with his right hand. Sakurai Chizuru was filled with anger and her eyes were cold. Although she does like hard-core men, if they are too hard-core, they will appear unattractive, like the stones in the pit, smelly and hard, and ruin the mood.
She was about to speak when the crisp sound of a bullet being loaded suddenly sounded in her ears.
The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against Sakurai Chizuru's temple.
Only then did Chizuru Sakurai realize that what she hit was not a curtain or a cushion, but a woman - fear exploded in her heart, her muscles couldn't help but tense up, and goosebumps arose all over her body.
Who is it?
Fushimi Shika's gaze went beyond her and looked behind her: "If you didn't do it sooner or later, you would do it now. Are you trying to put the blame on me?"
"There is nothing we can do about it," Nagano Kawai's voice sounded. She was wearing a police academy uniform and was as lively and cheerful as ever: "How can we usually have such a good opportunity? The place is remote, and the thunder can cover up the sound of gunshots. It is simply a God-given opportunity. Ah!”
It's her! But why...
Sakurai Chizuru didn't have time to think, she raised her hands and urged in a hurry: "Calm down! Nagano-san, please calm down... Think about why you joined the police academy in the first place, and don't do something stupid that you will regret for the rest of your life... ”
"Yes, yes," Fushimi Lu sat down on the bench in front, crossed his legs, and said calmly: "Instructor Sakurai is a police officer. According to Japanese criminal law, the lightest sentence is life imprisonment. Kill her. This life will be ruined!”
Sakurai Chizuru always felt that there was something wrong with what she said, but she had no time to think about it at the moment, she only thought about how to get out of trouble.
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Nagano Kawai fell silent, and the auditorium was silent except for the sound of rain.
"What you two say is really disgusting," she said.
"Huh? Don't get excited, Nagano-san. You're just being expelled from school. You will still have a great life in the future..."
Before Chizuru Sakurai finished speaking, she was interrupted by Nagano Kawai: "Do you know why I want to be a policeman?"
"For, for justice?"
"No."
“For job stability?”
"No."
Kawai paused, took a step back, and pointed his gun at the back of Chizuru Sakurai's head: "For thirteen years, I have been going to the police station every week to inquire about the progress of the police investigation. Every time I walk in, there are police officers Make me a cup of tea, say to me 'I can understand how you feel', then say 'but the case is still under investigation', and finally say 'please wait patiently, we will definitely arrest the murderer'... and practice The lines used by the police officers to comfort the victims’ families during the class were exactly the same.”
Sakurai Chizuru took a breath.
"In the first month, everyone was full of energy, saying that they would definitely catch the murderer and give her the punishment she deserved. My father posted notices everywhere, and my mother also asked for information at the Mom Club. The town and district police also issued wanted notices everywhere. Patrol;”
"A year later, the notice was covered by advertisements. My mother didn't know how many groups of people had changed, and the wanted order was changed to the face of a murderer. My father chanted sutras and chanted Buddha's name all day long, saying that all this was karma, and hoped that my brother would be able to Reborn into a good family;"
"Five years later, people around me began to advise me not to cling to the past and to look forward. Ten years passed in the blink of an eye. My father said that I had fallen into a demonic barrier and was blinded by hatred. My mother was also crying all day long. , I hope I change my mind.”
"But I'm still 'obsessed' in their eyes. I worked for four years after graduation, saved up enough tuition, took the civil service exam myself, and applied to join the police academy. Since no one is checking, it's up to me to continue. Even if it's ten years, two For ten years, I will find the woman who crushed my brother to death for the rest of my life.”
"So, on the first day of school, I saw you."
"Instructor Sakurai, you take good care of yourself. You are as young as you were before."
Sakurai Chizuru's fingers were trembling, and she felt her body getting colder inch by inch.
"Actually, I don't hate you at all. I'm not obsessed with revenge," Nagano Kawai said softly: "Instructor Sakurai, I really don't hate you at all."
"I only regret that it was not me who died at that time."
(End of chapter)