Chapter 185 Sheep Corpse
The sky had been gloomy for several days, and finally it started to rain heavily.
A warning cordon was set up below the Higashi Sugamo Apartment, and a rain sheet was set up in the yard. It was a large square area, and raindrops made a crackling sound on the plastic sheet.
After receiving the call, Yuan Yuzi rushed to the scene as soon as possible. Kujo Yui wore a police uniform and personally inspected, and forensics teachers and forensic doctors were ready. The detectives were holding shovels and waiting for Kazama Takusai to identify the location.
"Over there." Kazama Takusai pointed to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva leaning against the wall.
Yuan Yuzi clenched the hem of her clothes, biting her lower lip, trying not to question Senior Kazama. At this moment, she was like a gambler, putting down everything and waiting for the lottery draw. Even though she knew that she was likely to lose, she still couldn't help but feel lucky.
What if, what if it’s not grandpa?
Maybe Kazama-senpai made a mistake?
Kujo Yui is not as naive as her daughter, nor is she merciful. She asked her subordinates to handcuff Kazama Takusai, her eyes looked like she wanted to kill Kazama Takusai immediately.
Kinoshita Shohito lit a cigarette and dispersed the crowd. He couldn't help but look back frequently, wondering what the final result would be.
Two criminal police officers wielded shovels and dug through the soft soil.
The sky is dark, and the thunder is like a drum, beating in everyone's heart.
They stared closely at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, regardless of the flash of lightning or the sound of rain, intent on uncovering the truth buried deep underground.
——Duh!
The tip of the shovel hit something hard, and everyone's expressions changed slightly. Kazama Takusai's eyes were a little more confused. Under Kujo Yui's instruction, the detective dug out a long wooden box like a coffin.
The forensics class member took photos to collect evidence and used a crowbar to pry open the wooden board. Everyone leaned forward slightly and looked up, only to see a sheep corpse covered with mold lying in the wooden box.
"What's going on?" Kujo asked.
Kazama Takusai also looked confused. Could it be that the burial of the body that night was his hallucination? I don’t know how many times I smoked on the balcony. Every time I saw the stone statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, my conscience was tortured... But now, why did the old man’s body turn into a sheep?
No one should know about this...
——Dingle bell!
A cheerful ringtone broke the silence. Minamoto Tamako hurriedly took out her mobile phone. She thought it was a harassing call to sell insurance, and was about to hang up. Unexpectedly, Fushimi-kun's name was written on the caller ID... She was worried about Fushimi-kun. If there is something urgent, he hesitates for a moment, turns around, puts his little hand on the phone and his mouth, and whispers: "What's the matter? I have something very important to do now..."
"Ah, what's the matter?" Fushimi Lu asked knowingly.
Minamoto Tamako briefly explained the situation in a few words. Kujo Yui's questioning voice came from behind. Two police officers had already grabbed Kazama Takusai and were about to drag him into the apartment building and find a secluded and uninhabited place to perform the Great Memory Recovery. Technique.
"Is there a possibility that Chiki Kazama deceived her father?" Fushimi Shika said calmly: "She used this to blackmail her father, just like Kamei Yurō used her pet dog to blackmail her mother. Trying to stimulate the weak points of your loved ones, trying to make your parents into obedient puppets..."
"But, senior Kazama said that he saw the body with his own eyes and saw grandpa's face..." Minamoto Tamako tightened her grip on the phone.
For a moment, she hoped Fushimi Shika would convince her otherwise.
"Then where did the body go? If Chiki Kazama didn't trust her father, she wouldn't have asked her father to help dispose of the body in the first place; if Chiki Kazama trusted her father, she wouldn't have moved the body casually, increasing the risk of exposure. ”
Fushimi Shikama paused and told the lie he had made up a long time ago: "So, I guess...it's just a guess, it may not be correct! At that time, Gennaorou was just knocked unconscious by Chiki Kazama and was buried. After entering the soil, he woke up again, crawled out and ran away..."
"Then why didn't grandpa come to us?" Yuan Yuzi thought it was nonsense. "I have lost my memory."
Fushimi Shika's ghost words came out: "Objectively speaking, Kazama Chihime attempted murder, and Kazama Takusai cannot be considered an accomplice. He also voluntarily surrendered. He should be convicted but exempted from criminal punishment... Of course, this Just for reference, believe it or not, it’s up to you.”
This time, Yuan Yuzi heard what he meant.
Either get to the bottom of it, find out the truth, establish the identity of Senior Kazama’s accomplice, and confirm the fact that grandpa is dead;
Or just let it go, be so confused, give Senior Kazama a chance to change his ways, and hold on to the hope that grandpa is still alive;
A shattering truth, a tender lie.
Choose one of the two.
In the past, Minamoto Tamako would have never been able to hear the subtext of Fushimi Shika, shouting that she must find out the truth... But after experiencing so many things, she finally understood the power of compromise and reconciliation through internal friction and introspection.
Not everyone can easily reconcile with the past;
Not everyone can easily compromise with the world.
Yuan Yuzi knew which path was the 'right' choice, but that path was more difficult than she imagined.
She slowly put down her foldable phone and looked up at Kazama Takusai. The two looked at each other, as if they were in another world. She suddenly recalled the scene when she met Kazama Takusai for the first time - at that time, Kazama Takusai recognized her at a glance, took her to investigate the scene, and asked her to participate Homicide internship.
Watanabe Jun also remembered that the boss had forgotten Kujo Yui's name, but he remembered Minamoto Tamako's face.
"Maybe, maybe there was a mistake."
Please...you...collect 6...9...books...!
Yuan Yuzi forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.
Kujo Yui was commanding the scene to collect evidence. After hearing this, she turned her head and was about to criticize her daughter for playing a little temper. When she saw the expression on Minamoto Tamako's face, she couldn't help but froze and felt her heart throbbing.
"Mom, maybe we made a mistake."
Minamoto Tamako took two steps forward and tugged on Kujo Yui's clothes. The latter held her daughter in her arms. She lowered her head and could feel her daughter's body shaking.
"Are you sure?" Kujo Wei was unwilling to give in.
"Well, let's go home." Yuan Yuzi said.
Kujo Yui was silent for a long time, patting her daughter's back gently. Everyone held their breath and looked at the mother and daughter embracing each other with different expressions. The scene outside the plastic curtain is blurred by rain, the snow on the eaves melts, and the lonely early spring comes quietly.
"Retract the team." Kujo Yui said.
The forensics class members looked at each other and asked Kinoshita Shohito in a low voice what to do with the sheep corpse. The latter wanted to kick this blind guy to death, and angrily asked him to take it home and bake it himself.
The search ended in a hurry and ended in a hurry. The criminal police removed the rain cover, unlocked Takusai Kazama's handcuffs, and left in police cars. Kujo Yui took Minamoto Tamoko, who was secretly sobbing, home to rest. She had a single-family villa in Tokyo, and it would not be a problem for her ten daughters to live there.
No one sent Kazama Takusai to the car. He stood alone in the yard, letting the heavy rain soak him completely.
(End of chapter)