Chapter 11 Section VI

Waking up in darkness.She feels cold.Why did the throat hurt like hell... She remembered.Because of crying out for help. She screamed as loud as she could, until she was so hoarse that she unconsciously lost consciousness. I don't know what to do with my feet that have been clamped by the machine before I can escape?She is very worried.However, she was too frightened to even turn her gaze over there. Pain is barely felt.Maybe it's from total paralysis. She tried to move a little.What ran through the nerves was a strange coldness rather than pain. She brought her face closer to the watch.Fluorescent pointer, it's past eleven o'clock.She has been in a coma for five hours.

The late roll call time has passed.Then, the search must have started. If I didn't see her at the late roll call, I would definitely search for her dormitory room immediately.People cannot open Guanyin.Because there is a threatening letter scheduled to be mailed tomorrow... After her eyes got used to it, she vaguely saw something in the dark.It's a cell phone.She tried to reach out. To grab the phone, the arm has to be extended another fifty centimeters. She slowly took off her sportswear, trying not to let the shaking of her body affect her lower body. Cover the phone according to the method of throwing a fishnet, and try to pull the sleeve.

After failing once, throw it again.This time the jacket zipper hooked the corner of the phone smoothly. Just do that and you'll get your phone.Why didn't I think of it before fainting... She has no time to regret.Checked the battery signal and found half charge left.The signal showing the reception status, although there was only one bar, appeared anyway. "Is it Nanben?" She called the school affairs office, but was answered before the beep sounded.It was the voice of the wind. "I've been looking for you everywhere. Where are you now?" "Garage." She said that her left and right thighs were mechanically clamped.

"What time was that?" "Around half past six." Her voice sounded impatient.If you have time to ask, why don't you hurry up and save her. "You wait. I'll send someone there now." "I'm sorry to trouble you." "How did you get caught? Was it an accident?" "...No. She was murdered." "Who is it?" Ren swallowed his thick saliva. "Kishikawa?" Yes.When the self-defense spray was sprayed, the assailant's face was caught in the corner of the field of vision.As Kazama said, it was Saori. "Kusumoto, it's not just you who didn't show up at the roll call tonight. Kishikawa also disappeared. The luggage is still there. What happened between you and Kishikawa? Tell me."

At this time, the small door next to the iron rolling door opened.Then the lights came on, and the people standing there could be clearly seen. It's Miyasaka.He holds a walkie-talkie in his left hand and what appears to be a document in his right. "Help me! Hurry up!" Miyasaka came over. "What are you doing? Not this way! It's over there!" Shinobu stretched out his hand and pointed to the operation key panel of the mechanical parking space. But Miyasaka approached her straight ahead.Then, stopping at the spot where the phone had dropped, he held the walkie-talkie to his mouth while looking down at her.

"I found Nanben in the garage. Sure enough, he was caught in the mechanical parking space." Sure enough, the person on the other end of the walkie-talkie seemed to be Kazama as well. "Why are you still sticking around!" Shinobu glared at Miyasaka from below, threw the sweatshirt at his feet, and gripped the phone tightly again. "Instructor! Please tell Miyasaka. Tell him to press the button quickly. Please." "Is it painful?" "of course!" "Don't take it out on Miyasaka. He's following my orders." "Instructor—"

"I haven't heard your answer yet. What happened between you and Kishikawa? Tell me. Just say it and I'll make Miyasaka press the button." She couldn't believe what she was hearing.This is clearly - a question. Kazama seems to have given some sort of order to Miyasaka.Miyasaka nodded slightly at the intercom, then squatted down on the spot, and put the paper in his right hand on the ground. Almost at the same time, Kazama's voice came from the phone. "That was found in Kishikawa's room." What Miyasaka put on the ground was a letter he had sent to Saori.And envelopes.

"I remember you said that it was just a joke with her, right? But, judging from the content, it doesn't seem to be the case." "why……" "Why do I know you sent it? You want to ask that?" Kazama seemed to order Miyasaka again.I saw Miyasaka holding an envelope and approaching her face. "Is it still stuffy?" Kazama was probably referring to her stuffy nose. "No." "Then you should understand?" "...Yes." The envelope smelled of mint. She thought back to desk drawers.Indeed, the envelope and letter were pressed under the bottle of peppermint oil.

When handing the envelope to Saori, Kazama noticed the smell on it.Then, the handkerchief I picked up yesterday gave off the same smell.That's why he guessed who the sender was. Saori may have discovered it for the same reason.Just yesterday, when she sat on Saori's lap jokingly.Saori might have smelled the smell of the handkerchief coming out of the pocket. "say!" Shinobu turned his face away, avoiding the envelope, and said, "Saori hit someone with a car and killed him. That's my fiancé." Everything that was witnessed at the scene is still clearly imprinted on the retina.

That was June 6th two years ago.The location is in a sparsely populated back alley behind the main road.Kazuma, who had reached the age of 30, opened a design office there. Just as she was heading to the office, she was about to have lunch with Ma.Kazuma, who came out of the building, had his hat blown away by the wind. There was nothing wrong with him chasing the hat to the road.The fault was 100% in that iron oxide red van coming at high speed.It was the car driving in the wrong direction on the one-way street. "Did you see the driver's face?" "No..." As for the appearance of the character holding the steering wheel, she only knew that she was big and that she was a woman, that's all.

"Then why can you say it's Kishikawa?" "Of course I can. Because of the model, and the color." The car hit and ran and disappeared around the corner, and she followed it with her eyes.Although she didn't see the license plate, she remembered the shape of the rear of the car and the most important color of the car body.Not brick red nor shrimp red.It is iron oxide red. This pair of eyes trained in interior design can distinguish even the most subtle color differences.The fleeing car and Saori's car are clearly the same color. When the horse was hit, it was cloudy, and the time was after one o'clock in the afternoon.Same condition as Saori's photo.So it is even more impossible to be wrong. "What are you planning to send the letter?" "You can save me!" "How did you plan?" "I do not want to say." "Did you hear it in class?" "What have you heard!" "The 'Good Cop, Bad Cop' Story." "yes." "You let those letters play 'bad cops'. Then you play 'good cops' yourself, pretending to support Kishikawa. So Kishikawa will tell you the truth one day—is that what you plan to do?" "That's right. You're right. Well, I've said it all. Help me! I'm dying of cold!" Part of the chill I feel now is from Kazama.How much has he seen through?Talking to this person is like being stripped naked. "Now you can be honest, right?" "What are you trying to tell me!" "The real reason you quit your previous job to aspire to be a police officer." After Hema died, she didn't want to do anything.I also quit my job, closed the curtains and hid in my room, just sitting like this all day long.It was not easy to find something I wanted to do after a whole month like this. "I want to personally arrest the suspect..." "Have you been arrested?" "……yes." As ordinary people, that is definitely impossible.Only becoming a police officer with search powers is the only way to achieve the goal. "What are you going to do next?" "Drop out. Because my mission is over." Saori seems to have escaped, but arrest should be a matter of time.When she was caught, she would surely tell about the hit-and-run. "Don't you want to stay?" "I don't want to. Stop talking about that, please order Miyasaka quickly! Tell him to press the button. Hurry up!" "Numoto." "What's up!" Tears welled up in my eyes. "Whether it's over or not, it's enough!" "Is your mission really over?" "……What's the meaning?" "You entered the police academy to arrest a suspect. It turned out that the suspect happened to be there during the same period-such a coincidence, do you think it will really happen in real life?" "What's the use of saying such things, in fact, even if it happens, I can't help it!" The appearance of the driver.The shape and color of the car.So many conditions are met.The suspect is Saori.Needless to say. Miyasaka seems to have received orders again.He nodded slightly, and put something on the letter paper. It's a photo.There are three of them.The three photos are of Saori and the car. "That was also found in Kishikawa's room." Staring at the photo.The three photos were all taken at the same time as the photo I had seen.There are two differences.One is where the photographer stands.The other is the color of the car. "Why..." The voice came out uncontrollably. One is burnt brown.The other one is orange.Another one, almost completely white. The body color in all three photos is different.None of them were iron oxide red. Such a fancy color, it's too embarrassing——while waking up to what Saori's words meant, the photo fell from his hand. Shinobu moved the phone away from his ear and held it in front of his eyes. Same with this phone.The car that Saori received from her older brother used polarizing paint.Will change color depending on viewing angle. On the other hand, the car that hit and killed the horse is always iron oxide red.The two are clearly different vehicles. "Self-righteousness is fatal to a detective. You have to keep that in mind." "But, but... If that's the case, why did Saori attack me? If she wasn't the perpetrator, why!" "Of course it's because you betrayed her." It was Miyasaka who said so angrily. "Numoto, let me ask again. Do you want to leave? Or stay and make up for this failure?" "How could I stay?" I am a person who will send threatening letters to others. "I'm very optimistic about you. It's a pity that you left. If you want to continue studying, you have to come back to class for me even if you are on crutches." "Just now, I already said that I would drop out of school!" However, don't think that she will be fine if she leaves silently.She must let the world know how cold-blooded and ruthless Kazama is in forcing her to confess in this way. "Help me. Spare me." When the forehead was pressed against the concrete floor, a tear fell on the photo.The moisture changed the color of that part of the body from burnt brown to iron oxide red. "Leave me alone.... Please..." However, in the next instant, the iron oxide red body had turned into an indistinct color.