Chapter 53 Section VIII

"Did you really go out in such a heavy snow day?" The police officer wiped his glasses repeatedly with his gloves, and his glasses immediately fogged up in the snow, while confirming with the hotel security. In the back mountain here, there is one of the best wide ski resorts in Iwate Prefecture, but even the floodlights around the slides are blocked by the thick snowstorm, and only white catkins can be seen in the sky. After evening, the ski area is of course closed. "Are you sure you're going to the mountains?" "There should be nothing wrong. The guest didn't call a taxi, and he had been out for more than three hours, and he didn't return to the room. The staff felt that something was wrong, so they chased him out, and there were still a few footprints left outside."

"Why didn't you contact me immediately?" "I thought we could find it by going there. The snow wasn't too big at the time, so I didn't want to bother the police..." The man who looked like a manager hurriedly apologized behind him. "What about in the room? Is there any clue?" "It's on the table." The man blocked the snow and took out a letter. "It hasn't been opened yet, and there is no addressee on it. It may be a suicide note..." "I'll keep it first. It's dangerous to go on like this. Let the hotel contact the local rescue team immediately. I'll also ask the police for reinforcements."

The police officer ran all the way to the car, but was knocked to the ground by a sudden storm on the ground. The raging wind and snow made him unable to open his eyes.The police officer cursed his bad luck. The search would probably drag on until dawn.Seeing that it is almost the first month, luck is really bad. "It seems that he committed suicide. Please be fully prepared and send as many people as possible." The radio signal is also terrible, it's full of noise, and you can't hear the words at all. "What? Name? I don't know...it's a woman, not a skier. I found a suspected suicide note in the room..." The police officer replied loudly, "Yes, I will go back to the police station first, if I don't add more Be careful, the rescue team is also in danger of being killed...Understood, confirm the name and contact relatives."

The officer turns back to the hotel.It was eleven o'clock at night, and there were still many guests gathered in the lobby, as well as many young people in ski suits.The security guard introduced him. "These are students from the university's ski department who are coming to live with us and want to help with the search." After the police officer nodded his thanks, he came to the main service desk. "What is the name of the missing person? Where is he from?" "It's called Zhiyin...Moyizi." The police officer took over the accommodation registration and made a record in his notebook.The missing person lives in Tokyo.

"She came in from last night. Is there any acquaintance of her in the house?" "She stayed alone and didn't drop by. Except for meals, she always stayed in the room..." "Are there any signs?" "There's nothing unusual, everyone thinks she's pretty." The waiter said, and provided additional information, "She borrowed the phone and asked me to call the home number on the card. This kind of thing is usually not allowed ..." The waiter dialed the number.The phone seemed to go through, but no one answered for a long time. The police officer became anxious: "It seems that there is no one, is it living alone?"

"You shouldn't be single at this age, please call every ten minutes until you get through." The police officer asked the manager to lead him to Mo Yizi's room.He wasn't sure if it was legal to do so now, but no one would go out for a walk on a snowy day like this.This is in the mountains, and it takes two hours to walk to the nearest town. The situation is special, no wonder he entered the house illegally and searched. "The room has been tidied." This is also characteristic of suicides.The beds and counters were neatly tidied up, and the wet underwear was cut into thin strips and thrown into the trash can. They should be disposed of after washing. The special care of women made the police officer feel heartbroken. She must change them into Putting on brand new underwear and walking towards the sea of ​​trees.

There was a small suitcase beside the bed. The police officer checked the contents and found that it contained clothes and several kinds of newspapers, all of which should have been purchased in Tokyo. "This is..." The police officer opened the newspaper, and couldn't help but be surprised, every page had the page reporting Zhiyin Qi Yilang folded on the surface.This is a rare surname, and it is not difficult to imagine her kinship with the painter. "Could it be a suicide parody?" The police officer has more or less the bottom line.When he inadvertently glanced at the wall, a portrait of a woman came into view.It's a rather old painting and doesn't fit in with the new hotel.

"What is this? You arranged it?" "No!...it must belong to that guest." It's so beautiful.The police officer resumed his observations. "The guest is exactly like the person in the painting." In the middle of the night, Officer A Jian was woken up by the phone call from Detective Mitsui.His name was written on Kaifeng's suicide note, and A Jian was very surprised. It seemed that he and the suicide note were destined. "You just said, where is it?" A Jian asked in surprise. "It's a ski resort in Iwate Prefecture, just two hours' drive from Morioka."

"Where's the body? Did you find it?" A Jian asked anxiously. "Not yet, the blizzard over there is very severe, and there is no way to carry out the search. It has been seven hours since the disappearance, and there is probably no hope." Mitsui was also shocked. "I heard that on the wall of the hotel where she stayed, there is a A portrait of a woman, probably the one brought back from Masuko Qin Erlang." "What did the suicide note say?" "It's no big deal, just say that you are the real culprit, please make sure Mr. Zhiyin is innocent. That's all."

"Written to me? What's her intention... So, is the painting left in the room to provide evidence of her crime?" "It should be. However, we didn't force her to commit suicide." A Jian also felt the same way, he didn't expect that everything ended so simply. "Have you contacted the American guests?" "Just kidding!" Mitsui Detective repeatedly shook his head and smiled wryly, "You also know my English proficiency, so how dare you talk to them. Besides, it's the middle of the night, and I can't find anyone who can speak fluent English."

A Jian could only smile wryly, he and Mitsui were also each other. "Anyway, I have to wait until dawn before I can act. I will find a way to contact them," Ajian ordered loudly, "You are responsible for buying tickets. Although the current situation is very bad, Yankees should be happy to take the Shinkansen. By the way , buy two more tickets by the way." "Is anyone else going?" "Mr. Tamar and the others may want to go together. It is their credit that the case can be investigated to this point." "They will definitely go." Mitsui detective said excitedly. "Let's also inform Usami Kazunari. Maybe the Iwate Prefecture has already contacted him. If he is willing to go with him, please add another ticket." "That's seven people. It's very tricky. Come the first month, it's hard to find a ticket for the Shinkansen. Is it okay to take different trains?" "I leave the whole reading to you. It doesn't matter if we stand, as long as we guarantee the status of American VIP." A Jian ended the call and walked to the sink. The floor was as cold as ice, but Moyizi was in an even colder place at this time.Thinking that she might be dead, Ah Jian felt sympathy for her for the first time. Maybe there is nothing wrong with letting her be his father's scapegoat, isn't this just what Qi Yilang wanted? For a moment, A Jian seemed to have forgotten his identity as a criminal policeman.