Chapter 12 first anonymous letter

On the third day of visiting the Sawamura Mental Hospital, Kenzo Matsushita was interrupted by a beautiful female guest. His residence is four or five streets away from the bustling street where Sanxuan Tea House is located.The path twists and turns, narrows gradually, and ends in a dead end.The entrance is two stacks big, the study-bedroom-living room-dining hall is six stacks big, the living room-dressing room-nursery for the wife after marriage is a slightly smaller four-and-a-half stacks, and the kitchen and toilet are extremely cramped.There is a solemn plaque hanging on the porch, and who knows who wrote the words "Lazy City", it's like building a 600-square-meter mansion on a 6,000-square-meter foundation, and the majesty of it is contained in it.

It's just a majestic demeanor. Anyone who comes to such a hut has to deal with it.Not even a lazy DM can pretend he isn't home. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Is this Mr. Matsushita's house? Is anyone home?" If it was a man's voice, Kenzo would cover the futon and pretend it was someone he didn't know, but he noticed that it was a woman's voice. "Hey……" Like the voice of a kabuki or Zen temple monk, Kenzo was surprised when he unlocked the entrance.Twenty-two or three-year-old, an elegant woman who looks like a model taking off a suit and putting on a playful western jacket, stands there with a soft smile.

"I'm Ayanokōji, Mr. Nakatani introduced me..." "Miss Ayanokōji, the viscount's daughter?" "Your Majesty is right. But in Japan now, the viscount is nothing..." "Wait a minute, I'm going to tidy up now." Kensan hurried back to the living room and bedroom, stuffed the futon that had been laid out for four or five days into the closet, and took a broom to start the emergency cleaning at the last minute. "Come in, then. Everyone thinks lazy people are dirty..." After exchanging greetings to no avail, Kensan led the other party to the room in the sixth stack, which probably had no place to stand.Despite this situation, the other party's face did not change at all.Yansan thought, after all, it was the blood of the court official, which was different from those nouveau riche.

"Cleaning up the house to welcome the lady of the famous family, I am really sincere and fearful. What is the envoy doing here?" "I'm sorry. I'm Ayanokouji's second daughter, Kako. I heard that you went to visit my sister the day before yesterday. Thank you very much." Kako quietly took out the souvenirs from the green furoshiki bag, and bowed her head politely. The face of a woman can be seen to change according to the angle of the line of sight.Kenzo watched in fascination at the soft curve of the neck that disappeared into the collar of the suit behind the hair, which was as beautiful as a fragrance.

"I didn't come here on purpose to express my condolences. Mr. Kazu, who is like a brother, and I went to do an academic investigation, but later I wanted to visit your sister by the way, but was rejected by Mr. Sawamura, and came back without meeting." "Mr. Kozu you mentioned is the famous Mr. Kosuke Kosuke? So, excuse me, is he interested in Yuriko's murder?" "I'm really interested. However, as an associate professor at the university, the school is busy with affairs, and things like this are piling up like a mountain, so I can't let go. Mr. Jinzu said that once he can let go, he will not give up until he investigates to the end. He is very interested in this matter." The incident was not as calm as when I first debuted."

"I've also heard from Mr. Nakatani that this case is not a private detective, and it may not be possible to approach it head-on. If you ask Mr. Matsushita, you can rest assured..." "So that's how it is. Shoot people first and shoot horses—I'm that horse." Yansan couldn't help but smile wryly, "Hey, I don't mind if it's a horse or a dog. Do you think I can be of great help if I get involved... Excuse me Take the liberty, for you, do you want to catch the cruel criminal who killed his half-sister? Want to find out the truth of the murder and take revenge?"

"Yes. In your busy schedule, I still have to embarrass you... I have prepared a big gift for you." "Let's put it this way, Mr. Kazumi is a professional detective, so he doesn't care about gift money. It's just, you and Yuriko... why is such a relationship necessary?" "I really sympathize with her. In any case, there is no difference with other sisters in blood. No matter what the mother's status is, at least she should be regarded as a concubine. As a woman, work and marriage are quite different. I also I told my father. After being introduced by someone, I met her several times. My father was very stubborn. Her mother was facing the problem of alimony and child support at that time, and she still had a note from her brother who didn't care. .At this point, everyone deserves to be blamed—with no regard for the other.”

"Who introduced you to Yuriko?" "Mr. Mizutani, you know, he is my fiance..." Kako said in a low voice, her beautiful face was slightly dyed cherry.Beheading Mizutani Ryohei—Why did Kenzo feel goose bumps all over his body when he heard this name.If you judge calmly, it is not so incredible. Behind this incident, the combination of invisible and complex lines makes people feel indescribable horror. "I beg you, of course, for Yuriko's sake, but also for my own sake. Please read this letter. It's anonymous, and I don't know who wrote the inexplicable letter."

When reading the letter that Kako took out from the crocodile leather bag, Kenzo's hand trembling while holding the letter paper.Every word and every word in this letter can make people feel indescribable evil intentions and sinister atmosphere. Kensan couldn't help being stunned.Pure mischief as pure slander can be dismissed with a laugh, and the letter gets to the crux of the matter with oversensitivity.This letter is a sharp scalpel to the agency of real estate sales that even the genius of the famous detective Kyosuke Kozu has not been able to adequately solve. "Because of this, you came to me on purpose?" Yansan's words were full of pain, "About this letter, has anyone read it? Have you told anyone?"

"No...except Mr. Nakatani..." "You love Mr. Mizutani Ryohei. You are unwilling to inform the police about the contents of this letter. Another reason is that you are unwilling to dissolve this engagement. Therefore, come to me after thinking about it, and let Mr. Kazumi investigate this letter through me. The authenticity of the content, right?" Kako remained silent as if counting tatami grids.She raised her head vigorously and stared into Kensan's eyes, "Yes." She answered decisively. "At least I think the second half of this letter is groundless slander... I checked the autopsy report, and Ms. Yuriko is still a virgin... Anyway, I will contact Mr. Kazu-san immediately. Can you wait here?"

After reconfirming, Kenzo put on clogs and ran to the street.I borrowed a phone from an old acquaintance's nearby hotel and called Kyousuke from the Tokyo University Research Office. "Hey, miss Ayanokouji, there is a strange letter..." Kyousuke's voice trembled with intense excitement. "Be sure to cherish this letter. But I have class today... about four o'clock in the afternoon, how about going to the 'mon ami' cafe under Suruga Terrace? Of course, you will come too. Then we will talk about it later..." Kenzo felt as happy as his own business, and went home and told Kako.Kako also chatted about something else with a heartfelt happy expression, and bid farewell to Kenzo after a while.