Chapter 34 Chapter Thirty-Four

At this moment, the man who fell to the ground with a scream just now leaned up and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Pick it up!" His voice was filled with grief and hope, "Pick it up quickly!" I stretched out my right hand, grabbed the shiny baton-like thing in front of me, and stabbed the chest of the man who rushed over. The baton-like thing shone coldly and stabbed deeply into the man's chest. At this time, the small part of consciousness remaining in my brain told me that what I was holding was the handle of a sharp knife. This sharp knife should have fallen to the ground when the man was knocked down the stairs by me.

The right hand seemed to be washed with hot water.The red liquid from the man's chest flowed down my wrist, onto my arm, and then down my arm onto my body.The man's arm hangs limply, and the machete falls to the plastic-covered floor. I wanted to let go of the handle of the knife, but I didn't know whether it was because of nerve paralysis or muscle stiffness, but I couldn't let go, and my left arm couldn't be lifted because of the injury. The man collapsed.As I was still clutching the handle of the knife, connected to the man, he knelt on the floor facing me.He stared at me blankly, his face, which was fairly upright, was distorted, his nose was distorted, and his face was bruised and swollen.Despite this, he looked like a childish teenager.He was panting violently, and his rapid heartbeat was transmitted to me through the handle of the knife.

I don't know why, but the rhythm of my breathing and heartbeat is completely consistent with his. His expression suddenly brightened, as if a young boy had discovered some kind of secret.He knelt in front of me face to face, as if listening to something.He suddenly smiled and asked: "Did you feel it?" I know that the man in front of me can also feel that my breathing and heartbeat rhythm is the same as his. "You feel it? . . . you feel it, don't you?" he asked again. I stared into his eyes and said firmly: "No!" After finishing speaking, I slowly shook my head—really, I really shook my head without nodding.

The man's smile froze. Suddenly, my right hand, which was tightly grasping the handle of the knife, seemed to be liberated, and I opened my fingers lightly. The man stared at my hand covered in red liquid. When I retracted my hand, he suddenly reached out to grab it, as if he wanted me to be connected with him forever... However, since his blood smeared my hand, it was too smooth, and he failed to catch it, and fell on his back.Before falling down, his eyeballs turned, as if searching for something, and turned a few times to stay on one point.Following his line of sight, his eyes stopped on the mannequin for clothes rack in women's clothing and women's shoulder-length wig.He stared at the model hard, and opened his mouth as if to say something to her.

However, he didn't say anything, and just fell on the floor covered with plastic sheeting. After the man in front of me fell down, I finally saw clearly the man who was lying on the ground curled up in pain. It's Runping!He was covered in mud, panting heavily, looking excitedly at the fallen man. Why is Runping here?Although I can't understand it, I don't think it's weird.I think it is very natural for him to be in the same space as me. "Runping..." I called softly. Later, Runping told me that when he saw me here, he also felt incomprehensible, but he had already felt that I was here before he broke in.

He looked up at me. "It hasn't changed..." He forced a smile, looking very painful, both as if he was talking to me, and as if he was talking to himself, "I finally took it..." I didn't understand what Runping said. Just as he was about to ask what he meant, a terrible scream came from behind him.Kyoko woke up. After a while, someone knocked on the door outside.It turned out that the police center found the address based on the phone number here, and ordered the police from the nearby police station to come over to see what happened. Matsuda Ryuji was sent to the hospital for emergency surgery and saved his life.The sharp knife almost pierced his heart.I breathed a sigh of relief, I finally didn't carry the psychological burden of killing someone.However, when he thought that Matsuda might have killed other missing women, he regretted not stabbing him in the heart.

Matsuda was insane, clear for a while, and confused for a while.When he was sane, he revealed the burial places of the two women he killed. According to Matsuda's account, the police found two female corpses.Relatives took their remains back and buried them generously, and they finally returned to their relatives. The search department thoroughly investigated all relevant personnel including his ex-wife, and also carefully analyzed the video tapes he let the victims watch, and finally sent the investigation results to the prosecutor's office. The procuratorate believes that the identification of psychiatric experts is required before prosecution.As for whether Matsuda will be punished by law in the future, it is still unknown.

I found Akamatsu who was in charge of investigating Matsuda's resume, and asked about Matsuda's life experience in detail.Although I am a layman in psychology, I immediately concluded that Matsuda was greatly influenced by his mother. It can be said that Matsuda was physically and mentally persecuted and oppressed by her mother since she was a child.But who was persecuting his mother?No!The question should not be who, but what? Matsuda's grandfather was a strict and upright man, a very traditional Japanese man.Whether it is work or personal morality, they are all very good, and they are praised and respected by people everywhere.He disciplined his daughter, Matsuda's mother, very strictly. He treated her as his own private property and never gave her any freedom.After her daughter became pregnant with a married man, Matsuda's father, he kicked her out of the house.At that time, as a father, what exactly was he trying to protect?

The married man is also very serious about his family and work, and the people around him speak highly of him.However, for his own family, he forced Matsuda's mother to have an abortion twice, even forced her to quit her job in the company, and finally abandoned her.As for his wife, of course, in order to keep her family, she spoke ill of Matsuda's mother everywhere, and even revealed the matter of pregnancy and abortion, which made Matsuda's mother feel ashamed.What exactly are they trying to protect?What is the sacrifice?Did they realize it? However, in any case, the crimes committed by Matsuda are unforgivable.He brutally imprisoned, tortured, and killed so many single women, causing great pain and even devastating blows to their families. No one can tell how long they will struggle in pain.Even if Matsuda is sentenced to death, it will not be able to heal the wounds in their hearts.When they accidentally see a wedding scene on TV, they will think of their daughter or sister; The grandson should be so old...

It is definitely not an easy task to use the happiness of others to heal the wounds of one's own soul, and it requires greater efforts from the whole society. Kyoko Kizaki recovered quickly from her injuries.Although there are many wounds on the body, most of them are not too deep, and there are not many wounds that need to be stitched.The bruising caused by the congestion also gradually disappeared.How long it will take to heal the psychological wounds, however, is anyone's guess.After being discharged from the hospital, she decided to go back to her hometown to live with her parents.The day before the departure, I accompanied her to erect a monument to the cat named "Nicky". Kyoko folded her hands and prayed to "Nicky", saying that thanks to the cat, she was found alive.

I sent Kyoko to the station, and Kyoko smiled and said to me that she would come to Tokyo alone in the future.However, I saw that she smiled reluctantly, and it was impossible to forget the incident.However, I believe that in the future, she will definitely meet someone she likes and get the courage to start a new life from him. Before getting into the car, Kyoko suddenly hugged me and cried, "Thank you...thank you for keeping your promise to save me..." Her tears wet my face. The tears seemed to wash away some of the guilt in my heart. My injuries are not too serious.Ten stitches were done on the left shoulder and five under the right breast. No bone or nerve damage. I did not report to the superiors that I secretly disguised myself as a detective, but only said that I went shopping at a convenience store at night and was accidentally captured by Matsuda.Of course, as a criminal policeman, it is really a shame to be kidnapped by a criminal, for which he was often scolded by his superiors.But after all, I have also contributed to solving the case, and the merits and demerits are offset. Both Akamatsu and Kawaharazaki guessed that I went to investigate secretly by myself, but they didn't say anything.My relationship with them has not changed on the surface. Although Runping didn't care about his injury, it was actually very serious. His whole body was severely contused, his calf bones were broken, two ribs were broken, one of which stabbed his internal organs, and the internal bleeding was also serious.Emergency surgery saved his life.The doctor said that if he was sent to the hospital too late, it would be hopeless. No one would have imagined that with such a serious injury, he could still track criminals so far on a motorcycle, climb a big slope of about 100 meters, and finally get in from under the rolling shutter door and climb up to the second floor to fight criminals... half a doctor Jokingly, if you can do heart dissection, I really want to see what Runping's heart is made of... Runping's solo concert has already been decided, of course it has to be postponed.Ashida of the Music Lovers Association Office was particularly angry about this postponement, which was almost tantamount to cancellation. Runping didn't care much: "I didn't ask for a solo concert in the first place. After this case, the lyrics and music I composed will undergo great changes...Many music images that have never appeared in my mind will continue to flow. come out..." Through this case, Runping seems to have grasped something very useful for music creation.Although he didn't say it clearly, I could see it from his expression. That day, I went to the hospital to give Runping two certificates and a bonus.One of the two certificates rewarded him for catching the robbers, and the other and the bonus were rewards for his meritorious service in solving the case.Xiao Gao, who happened to be discharged from the hospital, also came to visit Runping. Xiao Gao went back to work in that convenience store.The store manager likes Xiao Gao very much, and seems to have given him some wages in advance to meet his urgent needs. "Runping, the injury is healed, let's go back to the shop and work together!" Xiao Gao said with a sincere smile.As for Runping, he had to pay for the college student's motorcycle, and also had to pay back the hospitalization expenses advanced by his relatives. He had to find a job with a higher salary, so he politely declined Xiao Gao's kindness. Xiao Gao regretted; "Because something happened, Runping doesn't want to work with me?" "Look at what you said, it's really to make more money." Runping turned his face to me in a concealed manner, "Look, the police gave me a little bonus this time, I think it's too little, and I even suspect that she secretly I took a few out." Xiao Gao let out an "ah" and looked at me suspiciously.Just as I wanted to defend myself, Xiao Gao and Runping looked at each other and laughed. "Okay, I'm leaving, take care!" Xiao Gao got up and said goodbye. When he reached the door, he turned around again: "Thank you, Runping!" "Thank you for what?" "Catched...the enemy for me. That kid ruined me...I lost so much...I hate that robber...Thank you, Runping!" After Runping and I watched Xiao Gao walk out of the door of the ward, we still stared there blankly and didn't speak for a long time.Probably Junping and I are recalling the conversation after subduing Matsuda. At that time, I went to the first floor to open the door for the police from the police station, called the emergency center, and then went back to the second floor to move Kyoko to another room. In the corridor. After a while, Run Ping asked me in a low voice: "Feng Xi, is this really the person?" I didn't know what his question meant, so I didn't answer. "...Is this really the kid?" He asked again, as if he was asking me, but also as if he was talking to himself. "what?" "Did this kid really yell?" "what?" "At that time, when the robbers broke into the convenience store, did the voice of 'watch out for the back' really come from this person?" "Of course he shouted, what's the matter with you?" "I...just now...Feng Xi, I also yelled 'be careful' just now...the voice is still ringing in my ears...it's the same as that time, exactly the same...I was the one who yelled back then, right?" "What nonsense are you talking about! That person shouted!" "Just such a voice, whose voice is it, you can't actually tell it?" "Of course I can hear it. The sound is completely different! And I've confirmed it through the surveillance video!" "...However, at the time... I thought about it." "What are you thinking?" "When Xiao Gao raised the mop to hit the robber, I thought to myself, don't do anything stupid, the money is not yours...I want to say something to attract the robber's attention, to attract him to me... However, I also thought about..." Please, stop talking!I wanted to stop him, but my throat was blocked and I couldn't say anything. "I also thought that if Xiaogao couldn't knock the robber unconscious and made him anxious, I would probably be the one who got stabbed first, because I was the closest to him... So, if Xiaogao was noticed by the robber before he attacked, I would It's not that dangerous anymore..." "But it wasn't you who shouted that voice." "I want to shout, it's undeniable." "Didn't you just think about it? People, who doesn't have a single thought? Such an ugly thing, such an excessive thing, such a dirty thing, anyone may have thought about it... But, you didn't shout anything, Didn't do anything either!" "So, Feng Xi, have you thought about it?" "I thought about it." "After thinking about it, do you regret it?" "……regret." "Like carrying a heavy burden?" "……yes." "In the future too?" "...It's hard to say, maybe sometimes it is, sometimes it's not..." "That's right, but you have such a beautiful smile, Feng Xi, you have such a beautiful smile" "Well what does that mean?" "Despite regretting and carrying a heavy burden, you still have such a pretty smile...it has to be like this, right? It can't be done otherwise...right?" At that time, the police arrived after receiving the call, and the ambulance also arrived, so the conversation between Runping and I ended here. Now, we are in the ward, smiling at each other.It is unclear to each other what the other party is thinking, because no matter who they are, what they think in their minds may change rapidly.However, from Runping's smiling face, and from mine, one can definitely draw a conclusion: there is an understanding between the two that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Yes, thorough understanding of each other is an unattainable luxury, and mutual trust is enough to make people happy. "I must go to your solo concert, and when it will be performed, please let me know." "I told you and I can't remember." "Definitely remember, definitely go!" "That—this!" Run Ping handed over the paper slip containing the certificate. "What for?" "If there is a reception ticket, I will definitely send it to you. Whether it is in the Budokan or the concert hall, you are guaranteed free admission." "Is this certificate posted at the entrance of the concert hall for you?" Runping smiled mischievously, and moved his eyebrows up and down. "...I understand." "Feng Xi runs fast enough." Run Ping said as if he remembered something. I nodded, "I was on the track and field team when I was in middle school." "Really?" Runping's eyes widened. "Of course it's true. Let's run a race after you get out of the hospital, shall we?" "Have you ever run a relay?" "Of course I ran." "How many bats did you run?" "Always go last!" Hearing what I said, Runping was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.As soon as he smiled, he curled up in pain, covering his mouth and not daring to laugh anymore. "Is it okay?" I asked with concern. "Ah, it doesn't matter." "why are you laughing?" "I didn't laugh at anything. I guessed it right. Feng Xi is this kind of character who wipes other people's ass." "However, only I can experience the exhilaration when I hit the line." "That's right, only you can enjoy this privilege. After running, you don't need to hand over the baton to others." "However, without the first three, it's not my turn to be the last runner. If someone drops the bat, I'll have to wait there alone, no matter how far I'm left behind. I don’t have the right to decide to start the race... The people behind ran over and put the baton in my hand, hey! It’s your turn, it’s up to you whether you can run first! It’s annoying enough, don’t you think? ?” "Too……" "Waiting for the three of them to finish running, I feel very lonely... I often ask myself, can they really come to me?" "no problem." —End of the text—