Chapter 51 Chapter Fourteen

The next day, the weather was fine and cloudless. At 1 p.m., Kuchiki asked Mori Takahiro to drive him to the old village cultural center.It is said to be a cultural center, but it is actually an ordinary residence.Probably because no one inherited it, the village bought it and remodeled the inside.A few wreaths were scattered here and there, and there were quite a few people attending the funeral. There was no room for so many people at one time, and a long queue formed on the road. "Look, there they are!" Tonomura and Yashiro, who were wearing funeral company coats, were busy taking pictures of everyone attending the funeral, mingling with the funeral crowd.Taking photos of all those who attended the funeral was one of the investigative steps.

Mitani and Yoshichi of the third class wore funeral gowns and secretly took pictures with the cameras hidden in the clothes. The hearse came, there were three of them.It's time for the funeral. Just then, Kuchiki's cell phone rang. Kuchiki took out his mobile phone and looked, it showed the phone number on the desk of Chief of Criminal Investigation Section 1, Tabata. After a meeting in the conference room of the W City Police Department last night, Kuchiki received a call from Section Chief Tabata ordering him to retreat. Kuchiki didn't pick it up, and silently turned off the power of the phone.

Mori Takahiro asked anxiously: "Squad leader, what are you going to do?" "I don't plan to do anything, the murderer hasn't been caught yet, so I can't just withdraw like this!" Kuchiki roared in a rough tone, staring at the hearse. Kuchiki narrowed his eyes as if dazzled by the strong light. Suddenly, he felt his head was shaken by someone, and several words that had stopped in the brain circuit started to move in a criss-cross pattern. Dark room... negative film... black and white... white car... Kuchiki closed his eyes.After a few seconds, his eyes suddenly opened.

"Takahiro Mori! Let's go!" "What? Where?" "Go to Akihisa Yasuda!" Mori Takahiro's face suddenly turned livid, because Yasuda was interrogated by him. "Yasuda is really the murderer?" Mori Takahiro exclaimed. "no." "Ah? Then why go to him?" "Are you the monitor or am I the monitor?" Kuchiki roared again. Mori Takahiro's expression became even uglier: "Yes... yes!" After he stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed out. "Wait!" Kuchiki said suddenly. "what?" "parking!"

With an emergency brake, the two bodies rushed forward at the same time. Mori Takahiro looked at Kuchiki in surprise.Kuchiki's gaze landed in the middle of the crowd that was divided left and right. The gate of the cultural center opened. funeral. The first thing to be carried out was a small white coffin, like a toy box.