Chapter 807 The value of thoughtfulness 5
“It’s the Big Dipper and the Morning Star. Do you like this very much, Mizutani-kun?”
Mizutani Kosuke stood in front of the counter and looked at the pendant without saying a word for a long time. Awakened by the sound, he raised his head blankly, and when he saw the comforting smile on Tang Ze's face, he came to his senses and realized that he had been holding this pendant in a daze for too long.
Perhaps the Chinese Valentine's Day is approaching, and time keeps reminding him of what happened in the past, and the vacancy after certain losses is still aching.
"I feel like I've been a little too sentimental these days..." Kosuke Mizutani laughed at himself and picked up the metal keychain.
Before he noticed this forum section because of a news push he received one day, Mizutani Kosuke, who lacked interpersonal communication in real life, had always lacked channels to talk.
He is broke, has no stable job, and has a very narrow circle of people.
The only ones who can sympathize with him are probably Nanako's family members, but in their eyes, he is not recognized, and they even think that he is one of the culprits that led to this result...< br>
This emotion has been squeezed in his heart for so long that when he rarely has the opportunity to talk to others, he often feels like he is in a trance after the emotion is released.
“This can’t be called sentimentality, Mizutani-kun, you are traumatized by losing someone close to you. This only shows that you are a person with normal emotions. You always say that you tend to dwell on the past, but who can really How about abandoning the past completely?" Tang Ze advised in a gentle tone, "You were criticized too much in the past."
"But you are all very strong. Compared with you, it seems difficult for me to control my emotions..." Kosuke Mizutani handed the key ring in his hand to the checkout counter and watched it being put into the shopping bag. No whispered politely.
After joining the mutual aid club, Mizutani Kosuke realized that there were so many people in the world who were in a worse situation than himself.
Some of them lost their parents when they were young, such as Tang Ze, and some lost their only child in middle age. Their original life plans were interrupted due to natural disasters and man-made disasters. Some of them will be immersed in loss and regret for the rest of their lives. in pain.
Mentioning his own experiences in front of these people often makes Mizutani Kosuke feel ashamed and confused whether he is too weak if he cannot get out.
"How could it be? Mr. Mizutani, there is no hierarchy in suffering." Tangze patted him on the shoulder, "Pain should not be compared. After going through this, you can walk alone It’s not easy for you until today.”
Mizutani Kosuke looked back at Karasawa who spoke in a tolerant elder-like tone. Looking at his particularly childish face, he couldn't help but laugh.
"I'm so stupid to let a minor enlighten me."
Karasawa smiled and walked out of the observatory store with him. Mizutani Kosuke seemed to have calmed down a lot. With an expression on his face, he asked: "How do you feel? Do you feel better?"
Putting the keychain into his bag, Mizutani Kosuke exhaled as if he had completed some mission.
As he walked out of the planetarium, he gradually began to talk more.
"Being able to see the stars makes me feel much better. Nanako and I both like stargazing. I think this is because we can feel a kind of stability among the stars, as if we can just be with the stars when we are together. Let's continue together..."
"Don't you think clearly? Why did you say in the discussion thread that your girlfriend is taking care of your financial situation, so you can participate without spending more money. Hobbies?"
"Uh, haha, maybe there is a reason for this..."
"It seems that you really need someone to have a good chat with you. Do you want to go have a drink? "
"Huh? But, Karasawa-kun, you are not old enough to drink yet..."
"Yes, but I can watch you drink. Let's go, let's go, I know a cheap izakaya..."
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"Tanabata three years ago, Kyoto There was a fire in a hotel called Vega?" Conan's voice suddenly increased after hearing Hattori Heiji's answer.
"Yes, this matter was on the news at the time. Didn't I go to Kyoto to investigate the fire at Karasawa's house before? I discovered it while screening similar news. Two residents died because of the fire." Hattori Heiji recalled the relevant content he had read before and slowly frowned, "Do you think this is related to the case you are investigating?"
"It's very possible. How many details do you remember, Can you go to the local place and confirm it carefully for me?" Conan squeezed the notebook in his hand and confirmed quickly.
"I saw this when I went to the library to search for news using related keywords. It was probably that a resident on the fifth floor was smoking in the non-smoking area and did not extinguish the cigarette butts, causing the carpet to be ignited. The resident who caused the fire also died on the floor At the scene of the fire, there was also a person on the sixth floor who died of carbon monoxide poisoning due to the heavy smoke," Hattori Heiji said as he quickly started packing his schoolbag that he had just put down.
Both he and the teacher should be used to skipping class to conduct detective investigations.
"Didn't the firefighters save the person in time?" Conan looked at his watch, signaled to Haibara Ai, picked up his schoolbag and quietly left the classroom.
“No, there were omissions in the hotel’s fire inspection. The escape ladder on the sixth floor was stuck due to the fire and could not be used. The only safety stairway was in flames. The residents on the sixth floor were forced to use the elevator to go downstairs to escape. .”
“Is there only one elevator in that hotel?”
"That one should be the only one that can be used in a fire."
Conan breathed out, and Hattori Heiji on the other side of the phone was silent for a brief moment.
Their smart minds are naturally very strong in association, and they have already thought of the possibility of that mahjong tile.
"So the black line the murderer drew on the mahjong tiles means elevator. Hattori..."
"I understand. I will go to the scene to confirm the elevator restrictions in that hotel. Number of people.”
"Sorry to trouble you."
As he said this, Conan had already foreseen the most likely situation.
There is a high probability that this number will be 7 people.
Just like the seven cylinders on the mahjong tiles.
I'm afraid I have to go to the library and check Kyoto newspapers from three years ago to see if I can find any personal information about the victims who died in the fire.
"It's no trouble, it's just a piece of cake." Hattori Heiji laughed on the other end of the phone, "Be quick, don't let that Adachi Toru succeed this time, Kudo."
"Ah, of course. "
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"How is it, Mizutani Kosuke gave up?"
As soon as Tangze returned to the stronghold, he heard Matsuda Jinpei ask. , he almost spat out the coffee that was near his mouth. He said this as if he were some criminal.
Although strictly speaking, they are indeed lawless elements, pointing out that the house is full of black households with unknown sources of funds and engaged in illegal industries, but this tone of voice that sounds like some Yakuza members is too...
"How can I forget about it? I just went to chat with him, not to torture him." Tang Ze shook his head in confusion, "Whether he wants to tell others is his own business."
< br>In the whole process of contacting Kosuke Mizutani, except for guiding him to the forum at the beginning, Noah made some moves, including contacting him on the Internet, and communicating with him over two or three days. It was difficult to use The reserved tickets for the planetarium, calling Mizutani Kosuke out for a meeting, etc. were all done by Karasawa on his own with a mouth, oh no, a keyboard.
He didn’t induce others to say anything inappropriate, don’t falsely accuse him!
Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyes from the edge of his sunglasses, looked at him with disbelief, and changed his words calmly: "So did he do it?"
"... He did." Karasawa She shrugged and gave up on correcting his wording, "He has been in a very bad mental state for the past few years. Kazuki Motogami has been pressurizing him by saying that he cannot avenge Nanako and that he is also the murderer of Nanako. He was almost at his limit. "
Really, how could you not ask? Do you understand the value of considerateness 5?
Kosuke Mizutani has a gentle personality, which can even be said to be a bit submissive.
His girlfriend chose to run away from home because of her relationship with him, which he always felt was wrong. As a result, after living with his girlfriend, his girlfriend died in an accident while traveling with him within two years.
The double guilt and pressure almost overwhelmed him. With a suitable opportunity, and after meeting offline, Tang Ze always used a tolerant and understanding attitude to guide him to express his feelings. After two glasses of wine, Mizutani Kosuke said everything. came out.
In addition to being easy to tell the truth after drinking, the relatively private conversation space of the izakaya booth is also a very important part, so Karasawa will find a way to meet him offline.
This is equivalent to a disguised report on the brother of his girlfriend. Considering that the other party's motive for killing is to avenge his girlfriend, these words are even more difficult to say.
It is easy to leave traces online, but if you meet and talk offline, this worry will be much less.
After losing the pressure, Mizutani Kosuke's sense of burden suddenly became lighter. After all, it was probably the worst case scenario. The listener wanted to go to the police to report it after listening to it, and it was difficult to take his drunken nonsense seriously.
"It's not as simple as you said..." Matsuda Jinpei glanced at Tangze's emotional expression, shook his head, and did not continue.
Good at seizing the weaknesses of people's hearts, and even better at fabricating suitable environments to paralyze and relax targets, Tangze seemed to be born knowing how to do these things.
The same thing is said, that is, Karasawa himself is quite firm in his ideas and will not use his personal ability to commit crimes. Otherwise, with his ability to induce confessions, this guy will definitely be able to cause more trouble than Kiharagawa. Big damage.
"So, are you going to replace that memory card later?" Matsuda Jinpei no longer struggled with the problem and asked instead.
Kingmitsu Morofushi is sending supplies to Sumire Shindo who is hiding in a basement in Kanagawa as Kitagawa Yusuke. This question can only be asked by him.
Although Zhufu Jingguang himself seemed to be in no hurry and would have plenty of opportunities to solve the problem after the dust settled, Matsuda Jinpei couldn't wait any longer.
Already knowing the cause of his friend's death, and knowing that it was related to some deeply hidden cancer in the police community, Matsuda Jinpei really didn't want to wait for a moment.
"Sumi Shindo has been taken away by us first and the death scene has been disguised. The murderer's next actions will definitely wait until the night of Chinese Valentine's Day. As long as the things are removed from Mizutani Kosuke's hands before then, it will be fine. He can't carry those things with him." Tang Ze waved his hand, "I understand your feelings, but don't worry, it's too late."
Anyway, Zhu Fu Jingguang has been dead for three years and has come back to life. It's been a few months, and it's still bearable to wait for a few more days.
"Noah, did you capture the content you were asked to monitor?" Tang Ze patted the doll on the bag.
After coming into contact with Mizutani Kosuke, it was easy to follow the contact information recorded in his mobile phone to find the contact information of Kazuki Motogami.
"The monitoring heard it. As you guessed, he calls Kiharagawa regularly, and sometimes even comes directly to Kiharagawa's hospital for treatment." Noah replied calmly with a childish voice, "I excerpted some recordings and processed Kazuki Honami's voice according to your request."
"Okay, just send it to Belmod." Karasawa spread his hands, "She knows what to do. How."
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"Do you feel calm now, Mr. Honami?"
"I have nothing to worry about, doctor. But how is it possible? That weak coward, how could he dare to do something..."
Ireland, who could no longer listen to it, turned off the recording file and was quite unhappy. The ground hammered the table hard.
He said why Kumail is such an old man, and the information and documents he brought are so complete, making it seem like he is really a famous detective. For a long time, this murderer will cause trouble to bring the information. Okakura Masaaki has nothing to do with any political struggles or conspiracies. He is actually the result of instigating others by a researcher in the organization who experimented with mind control without permission!
Belmode said that this researcher now lives in Mihua Town and has had contact with Kumel.
Reminiscent of what he had witnessed in the past, when Kumail instigated the murderer, and even assisted the murderer in killing people, destroying evidence, arranging the scene, etc., Ireland suddenly felt enlightened.
Even if Kumail didn't have any handwriting on this accident, he must have known the cause and effect in detail.
No wonder I was too lazy to deal with him from the beginning!
"What do you mean this is the sequelae of a psychological treatment? This is bullshit psychological treatment..." A very angry Ireland clicked the delete button with extra force, "Wait until I take the things back... ..."
Now his goal is to find the family members of this victim whose brain circuit is incomprehensible in time, and he has no time to get entangled with Belmode for the time being.
When he finishes his mission, he must make the psychiatrist who caused him trouble look good...!
On the other end, Belmode, who had received the reply, opened the message and, not surprisingly, saw Ireland's cold reply.
She raised the corners of her mouth and slowly exhaled a puff of cigarette in her mouth.
Through the curling smoke, she looked at the message in the mailbox that Kumail had sent and asked her to forward, and she narrowed her eyes slightly.
Kumail’s targeting of Ireland is understandable, but what is the purpose of encircling and irritating Ireland like this?
Forget it, there is no doubt that Ireland will not survive until the end of the mission. No matter what this child does, everything will disappear into the darkness again with the death and silence of the insider.
She picked up her phone and continued to edit the message she was going to send back.
"Watch your steps, don't get caught by those wolfhounds, Kumail. I also have high hopes for you."
(End of this chapter)