Chapter 7 second quarter

The first multi-purpose room - if there is anything wrong with this room, it is probably the color of the curtains.It is a dull and vulgar color, as if gray is mixed with turquoise.According to the customary color name of the Japanese Industrial Standards, it should be a rusty light onion color. It's in terrible taste to have such a dull color by the window.In vain, a single-layer fir floor was specially laid, and the whole room always felt terribly cold. "That's about it..." Saori's voice made her look back from the curtain. "Is the painting finished?" Saori nodded and turned the sketchbook over to show her.However, the face painted on it is hard to say that it resembles me after all.

Can't help but ponder. "Maybe the internal configuration is a little worse. Is my forehead so narrow? If you only look at the overall outline, it's like looking in a mirror." "Internal configuration...? As expected of someone who has sold furniture before, what he said is different." Saori took the eraser to wipe the drawing paper, her face has returned to rosy. During the interrogation simulation, when she suddenly overturned the table and fell to the ground, her face was pale and bloodless, but now she seems to have returned to normal. "Come on, what a furniture seller sounds awful. Call me an interior decorator, please?"

"Of order. Sister Ninja, are you only twenty-six?" "Yes. Two years older than you." "It's amazing. I got a license at such a young age, and I'm doing my job on my own. And, now I want to abandon that qualification and want to be a policeman. How should I put it...uh, even the attitude towards life is different." "You're exaggerating again." What was Saori's motivation for applying for the police examination? ——I want to engage in work that is beneficial to society. Shinobu searched his memory for the words he should have heard from her during the first meeting, and showed her the portrait he had drawn for her.

"How? You look similar, right? I specially drew you younger. This is Saori from two years ago. I drew it while recalling the photos." "photo?" "Did you forget? When we first entered school, didn't we girls secretly show each other photo albums? At that time, you showed me the photos. You also said that it was because of the 'smallest face'. It was you and The one with the car." Oh——Saori opened her mouth and nodded, Shinobu followed and replayed the photo he saw two months ago in his mind again. The shooting location is a place that looks like a parking lot on the street.In the center of the photo, Saori is standing in a short-sleeved dress, with the rear of the van on the left.

The date was May two years ago, and the weather was slightly overcast.A street clock in the background of the photo points to one o'clock in the afternoon. "Saori's car is really cool. Remember when you said it was your brother's old car?" "Well. I hardly ever drive that one, though." "why?" "Because I don't dare to sit on it without considerable courage. Such a fancy color is too embarrassing." The body color of the van in the photo, most people would call that dull red brick red.However, in the eyes of those who have studied color matching, it is obviously a little darker than brick red.It should be called iron oxide red.

But Saori seems to feel a little different from ordinary people.Usually, it shouldn't be said that the color of iron oxide red is too fancy, right? "However," Shinobu opened the sketchbook, "I didn't expect someone as strong as Saori to fall down. Really, I was shocked." "I'm just a little dizzy. Sorry to trouble you." After Saori was carried to the health room by the male student, Shinobu didn't even eat lunch, and took care of her all the time. "What happened? What happened?" Shinobu didn't deliberately lower the volume, so he asked.

The first multipurpose room used by this "portrait society" now houses six students drawing pictures.The lecturer was a police officer who worked as a portrait investigator in the Forensic Section of the Prefectural Police Station, and he had left just now.So, students in pairs, all talking in private. Saori put her mouth next to Shinobu's ear. "Recently, I have received inexplicable letters. It is anonymous, and the content is similar to threatening letters. I have received about five letters. Therefore, I am very scared, and sometimes I can't even sleep at night..."

She said that she has been feeling particularly unwell these days. "Threat letter? Could it be one of those unfortunate chain letters?" "Maybe a little bit different than that." "Otherwise what are you writing?" "What should I say...something like 'I know you've done bad things in the past'." "It's super scary...then can you guess who sent it?" Saori shook her head. "I guess it's the students here, though. Just a hunch." "Then you have to be careful. Do you have tear gas? Better keep it in your pocket."

Even I do this all the time - I patted the waistband of my trousers and showed her. "I'll borrow it from you later." "Okay. By the way, have you notified the instructor?" Before saying that, the instructor's face appeared in his mind. Father in the Kazama. It has been less than two weeks since we met face to face, so I haven't figured out what kind of person he is.Just have a strong impression of "this person is invulnerable". Saori shook her head again. "I'll wait and see. Because I guess it's just a prank." "Hey, if we find the suspect, let's send it to the police—er, this is the police academy..."

Just when Saori showed a weak smile.Aside, "That, Kishikawa-san." A boy's voice sounded. "I tried to draw it, what do you think?" Shinobu and Saori glanced towards the source of the voice. Shi Shan is holding the sketchbook from below, facing this side.Saori's face was drawn on it.Thick eyebrows and sharp chin.An excellent portrait that subtly emphasizes individual features. "Shi Shan, give me that painting." Saori's face lightened a little.No wonder.Before, Saori must have no experience of being used as a model by male students. "You want it? Okay, then you can take it."

Ishiyama's hand let go of the part it was holding.As a result, what was painted below the face was exposed.It was a female nude deformed in a manga style. "Are you sick!" Shinobu stood up and threw an eraser at Shi Shan, who was deliberately running away while saluting. "Is it really okay to let that kind of person be a policeman?" Turning around, Saori's eyes were filled with tears. "Thank you—Sister Ninja, you helped me before, right?" "Before?" "During crime investigation class, I almost got spanked again and you put your hand up. I'm so happy." Shinobu shook his hand gently, meaning to tell her not to take it to heart. "However, Instructor Hattori is still so annoying. He has such a sinister personality, but he only speaks very politely. It's disgusting." Saori sniffed in a low voice, pressed her eyes with her fingertips and moved her knees closer. "Miss Ninja." "Ok?" "Are you on my side?" "certainly." "So, from now on, you won't abandon me or betray me?" Shinobu gazed into Saori's eyes and nodded at her. "Absolutely. Never betray me." Saori put her hand on Shinobu's lap.At a glance, there was a bruise on the back of Saori's hand.Eighty percent of it was knocked out by Hattori's stick. Shinobu looked at Saori's face in a blink of an eye, and could see that her skin was a bit rough.His eyes wandered erratically.Perhaps it was the intensive classes in the past few days, or it might be the "inexplicable letter" that caused her to suffer from mild neurosis. "Got it—well, let's go find it together. Find the prisoner who sent you the threatening letter." "How to find it?" "Of course, we can only investigate one by one slowly. However, there is an excellent way to get the suspects to confess. The tricks of 'good cop, bad cop' or 'ear grammar' are just appetizing in comparison. side dishes." "What method?" "Question." "Roo Mon...uh, that shouldn't be the name of a western dessert, right? What is it?" "Want to know? Then, you should kneel on the chair first." Saori knelt obediently on the hard chair. Shinobu turned his back to Saori and put his butt on her lap. "Good weight!" "It hurts, right? This is questioning. To be precise, it's a kind of questioning. It's called 'bouldering'. In the Edo period, criminals were made to confess in this way." Shinobu shook his body and continued to apply his weight. "First, let the criminal kneel on the uneven washboard. Then, put a big stone on the thigh and say to the criminal: 'Quickly confess! As long as you confess, I will remove this stone.' That is very painful, Even the most hardened criminals are said to confess." "How much does it weigh?" "A stone slab weighing about 50 kilograms, piled up with many pieces, seems to weigh 500 kilograms in the end." "Really? If it's five hundred kilograms..." "It's equal to ten me. If you are seven." Shinobu thought he was joking, but Saori didn't respond. "what happened to you?" When Shinobu got off Saori's lap and turned to look at her, the bell announcing the end of get out of class rang. No, it's fine.Saori stood up as she spoke, with no expression on her face.She tucked the sketchbook under her arm and headed for the exit. Then, she stopped at the place where the boys gathered, silently picked up Shi Shan's sketchbook, tore off the portrait just now, and walked out of the room.

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