This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

This woman, Ryoko Okano, seemed to have no goal at all, and she drove Kitagawa Temple around the suburbs of Tokyo in a car.

"Beichuan, look at the scenery over there." Yoshiko Okano chewed his gum, glanced slightly to the right, and then exclaimed excitedly.

The mighty river flows by, and at the water outlet, a round sun is slowly sinking.

Beichuan Temple just glanced at it, then looked away, and replied casually, "I'm not interested."

"You bastard!"

Okano Ryoko almost reached out to pat Kitagawa Temple's expressionless face.

But she was still driving, so it was impossible for her to do such bad driving habits.

Although he couldn't do it directly, Yoshiko Okano still asked while driving: "Speaking of which, Kitagawa, why do you suddenly want to ask about Ochanarai High School?"

Ochawashi High School is not as well-known in Tokyo as it is in Northern Beijing, but it can be considered a good school integrating junior high school and high school.

And with a catastrophic physique like Beichuan Temple, Okano Yoshiko felt that as long as this guy investigates, something will happen there.

Could it be that case?

Okano Ryoko frowned slightly.

"Isn't there an accidental death of a student at Ocharai High School recently? That incident is probably a bit strange, so I want to ask."

Beichuan Temple flipped through the materials that Okano Yoshiko sorted out and printed out, without looking up.

"The recent incident... ah... You mean the incident where the electric fan was accidentally dropped?" Okano Yoshiko quickly thought of the most serious student death incident that occurred in the past few months.

"I was at the scene of that incident." Yoshiko Okano drove the car slowly into the parking lot, then greeted Beichuan Temple and signaled him to get off the car.

Beichuan Temple held the folder and followed behind Okano Yoshiko, listening to her continue to babble: "The boy's neck was cut open, he lost a lot of blood, and the part of the trachea was also interrupted... But we At that time, I checked the whole room, only to find the one named Sato..."

She paused, as if thinking about the dead boy's name.

"Takeshi Sato." Beichuan Temple answered.

He had some doubts whether Okano Yoshiko's memory was correct.

After all, she couldn't even remember Takeshi Sato's name, which really gave off a feeling of unreliability.

Okano Yoshiko didn't care, and continued after thinking for a while: "The surveillance video on the street did not find any suspicious persons, so the whole incident is still under investigation...but the possibility of a thorough investigation is very low."

"But what makes people feel strange is that the ceiling fan is really so powerful? And normally, shouldn't it hit the head directly?" Okano Yoshiko gestured with a hand knife, trying to cut something Actions.

The human body is not tofu, and it is not so easy for the blunt blade of the ceiling fan to directly cut the neck.

If it is said to break a person's neck, the force is enough, but to cut the neck... the sharpness of the cutting surface of the fan blade is not enough.

Let's talk about the current weather.

It is only April now, and the temperature is rising, but it is not particularly obvious. Most of the students are still wearing long-sleeved trousers.

Turning on the fan in this kind of weather which is not so hot is not normal no matter what you think——

But even if there were so many abnormalities, they couldn't find the reason for the time being.

But since Beichuan Temple asked...

Could it be that kind of incident again?

Okano Yoshiko couldn't help but glanced at Beichuan Temple.

"It's about the same as you think."

"It really is?"

Okano Yoshiko was really scratching her head, looking like she wanted to complain but had no place to complain.

Usually this kind of case will always end up in the end. With the current level of science, it is still impossible to analyze things like gods, strange stories, and ghosts.

But Beichuan Temple is in——

Okano Yoshiko couldn't help touching the gun on her waist.

The muzzle of the revolver was slightly hot.

As if that person was still there...

Okano Ryoko and Kitagawa Temple sat on the side of the bench, in front of them was the river where Haohao Yutang passed.

In the distance, a car speeds past the bridge——

Kitagawa Temple did not hide anything about Ochaarai High School, and also told Okano Yoshiko about the tired girl.

Telling all this information, Okano Yoshiko was taken aback for a while: "Is it possible that such a thing happened?"

Tortured before death...the girl who died in pain...

"Well, that's why I wanted to ask you about Ochanarai High School."

He picked up another piece of paper.

The information that Yoshiko Okano found was complete, but because of the strict school ethos of Ochaarai High School, there was no incident of campus bullying until death.

On the contrary, some students have mostly innocuous records of stealing and drinking.

On this piece of paper, Beichuan Temple also saw the name of Akigase Kazuhime mentioned by Kamiya Mirai.

Died of being pierced through the throat by a steel pipe ejected suddenly from the construction site...

This incident seemed to have a great social impact at the time, and the construction party lost a lot of money because of it.

But none of that matters—

Beichuan Temple was sitting by the bench, and just when he was about to continue flipping down, Okano Ryoko reached out and took the information away, then flipped to a page, pointed to the cases that had happened on it, and said, "Say Maybe it’s intuition, I always think that’s what you want to find.”

"This is...? A case of disappearance and abduction?" Beichuan Temple asked with a frown after seeing the words clearly on the information.

"That's right." Okano Yoshiko nodded, and said calmly: "This is a case of disappearance and abduction. To be precise, the case has been closed and the criminal has been arrested...but this happened five years ago."

"Has the criminal been caught?"

This is unexpected.

After hearing this, Beichuan Temple moved his hands and looked at ten lines at a glance.

This is the case that happened in the summer.

The perpetrator's name is Moto Tsuchiya, 30 years old, male, is a security guard hired by Ocharai High School, and is responsible for patrolling the campus at night on weekdays.

"Tsuchiya Moto's work as a security guard was introduced by a relative. Before that, he was just an idler in society. He would occasionally do odd jobs, but most of the time he relied on the support of his relatives and friends to barely survive. Later, he passed by relatives. Introduced by a friend, I officially became a security guard, and the salary is actually pretty good.”

Okano Ryoko pointed to a line of words: "Here you can also see the psychological profile of Moto Tsuchiya."

When Moto Tsuchiya was born, his parents had passed away, and he was raised by his grandparents since he was a child.

And because the elders in the family are busy with farm work, they seldom give Tsuchiya Yuan any psychological care, so he has developed a domineering and withdrawn personality since he was a child.

After the elders at home also passed away one after another, Tsuchiya Moto has been lingering in izakayas and red light districts in Tokyo, working as a small worker from time to time to make ends meet, and his life is very difficult.

This kind of Tsuchiya Moto would naturally not be favored by women. He remained single until he was thirty, and his life seemed to be more stable until he got a job as a security guard at Ochaarai Middle School.

But no one expected that Moto Tsuchiya, who has always looked honest and honest, would attack the students who are going to school...

"The name of the missing girl is Haru Kusakabe. She disappeared on July 21, 2014. The case was not officially closed until August 30, 2014. According to reports from neighbors, our police officers found stains in Yuan Tsuchiya's home. The hair on the scalp, DNA investigation showed that it was the hair of Haru Kusakabe."

"And after Moto Tsuchiya was captured...the other party didn't have the slightest intention of getting rid of the crime. Instead, he confessed generously, admitting that he kidnapped Haru Kusakabe."

"This period spanned forty days, and we also asked Moto Tsuchiya about the whereabouts of Haru Kusakabe. But that guy—"

Yoshiko Okano took a deep breath, knocked on the cigarette box with her hand, took out a female cigarette and put it in her mouth: "When it comes to Kusakabe Haru, that guy's attitude is very presumptuous, and he said 'hope we If I can find something like her'... In fact, I had just graduated at that time, and that was my first case when I first came to Tokyo."

Yoshiko Okano's voice was heavy, with an apology to Haru Kusakabe.

In the past five years, Kusakabe Haru's fate has become obvious.

Her body has never been heard of since then, and Haru Kusakabe's family has long since given up the idea of ​​finding her.

After all, the 40-day period is too long. Moto Tsuchiya can chop up Haru Kusakabe's body and stuff it into the trash can, or throw it in the wild and deep mountains, or burn it to make people feel disgusting. A little bit even...

During the 40-day cycle, what kind of torture and insult did Moto Tsuchiya to Haru Kusakabe... Thinking of this makes people shudder.

"Is Tsuchiya Moto still alive?" Kitagawa Temple asked after Okano Ryoko revealed everything.

"He's still alive, but the death sentence has been issued." Yoshiko Okano exhaled, "It should be this summer, Beichuan, I know what you want to say, but that guy who is a death row prisoner is locked up in the prison." In a private prison, even if I want to see him, it is even more difficult...and there is no excuse."

Her eyes flickered, and she sighed: "This whole case is over, and he has already been sentenced to death. If something goes wrong at this juncture..."

Okano Yoshiko didn't finish his sentence, but the whole sentence seemed to be laced with bitter sarcasm.

This is the adult world.

If the case of Haru Kusakabe is uncovered again, and people know that the body of Haru Kusakabe has not been found until today, it will naturally cause damage to the prestige of the police.

And when the main culprit has been caught, the case is over.

"En." Beichuan Temple didn't care.

He wanted to find Tuwu Yuan, but he just wanted to know where the tired woman's bones were.

But if this road really doesn't work, then we can only pin our hopes on the future of Shengu.

Kamiya Mirai, Akigase Kazuhime, Nakano Yoko, Sato Takeshi, the place where they play the game must be the place where the tired girl hides the corpse.

"It's good that you can understand." After saying this, Okano Ryoko shrugged slightly, and smiled helplessly: "Beichuan, do you think we are cunning?"

"You mean the matter of not looking for Haru Kusakabe's body anymore?" Beichuan Temple asked rhetorically.

"It's about the same... I don't know where Kusakabe is... They are still lying on the cold ground... Or their bodies and heads are separated... I am eager to calm things down, but I still don't do anything behind the scenes..."

Okano Yoshiko uttered helpless words, and her sharp-edged temperament also restrained a lot.

When she said these words, she just wanted to complain to Beichuan Temple, and also hoped that he would not hold any grudges against her.

But what she didn't expect was that Beichuan Temple turned his head and said without any change in his voice: "Your matter has nothing to do with me."

Okano Yoshiko was stunned.

After a while, she read out the meaning of Beichuan Temple's words.

Nothing to do with him.

This also shows that Beichuan Temple doesn't care about the follow-up development of this matter at all.

For this guy, it seems that only the things in front of him can attract his attention.

The police couldn't find the body, so they finally chose to calm down. None of this had anything to do with Beichuan Temple. He would only use his own method to find it, instead of focusing on entanglement with the police.

Yoshiko Okano understood.

After thinking about it, I just laughed.

She is very happy.

The inconspicuous method of comforting people like Beichuan Temple actually has something fresh and refined.

At least it suits Okano Yoshiko's appetite.

She forcibly pulled Beichuan Temple who was still reading the materials, and returned to her usual greasy middle-aged uncle: "Let's go, Beichuan."

"Where are you going?" Beichuan Temple asked, looking away from the information.

Okano Ryoko chuckled twice: "Go and taste the special food here, I'm treating you. Besides, Beichuan, you probably didn't eat before you came out, right?"

It was only five o'clock when Beichuan Temple asked her to come out, and she didn't think that Beichuan Temple had already eaten by that time.

"I refuse." Beichuan Temple held the information and refused with a blank expression.

"You bastard has no right to refuse!" Yoshiko Okano pulled him out, and said while pulling him: "By the way, why did you refuse?"

Beichuan Temple took another look at Ryoko Okano, and said flatly what he almost choked to death: "You can't drive after drinking alcohol."

"?????" Okano Ryoko.

She opened her mouth in disbelief, and then smiled instead of anger: "Who told you that I was going to drink? Beichuan boy? And I am a policeman myself, how could I do something that violates laws and regulations?"

What are you kidding? Who do you really think she is?

But to be reasonable, Beichuan Temple's words really hit the nail on the head, making her hold back for a long time, with a breath of depression stuck in her throat and unable to get out.

"Can you guarantee that you won't drink?" Beichuan Temple looked at her without any change in his gaze.

"I promise, I promise."

Yoshiko Okano raised her hands.

"Really?" Beichuan Temple felt a little weird.

I usually see her drinking or eating roasted bird skewers after get off work, will she not drink?

"real."

"That doesn't matter." After receiving the assurance from the other party, Beichuan Temple nodded in agreement.

But in fact, he was still a little uneasy.

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