Chapter 3 first quarter

Snowflakes flutter in the wind in the twilight. I got out of the taxi with heavy steps, and the forensic teacher in a police jacket was already waiting at the gate of the police station.At their urging, enter the police station, pass through the duty room of the police on duty, walk along the dim corridor, and finally enter the parking lot for employees through the back door inside. The morgue is quietly located in the far corner of the police station.It was a simple hut without windows.The exhaust fan made a low running sound, as if telling everyone: "There is a corpse inside."The forensics class opened the door, and then retreated to the door, leaving only a look of "I'll wait for you here".

I even forgot to pray silently. Yoshinobu Mikami pushed the door open, the hinges squeaked, and the smell of cresol rushed into his eyes and nose.Around her elbows, she could feel Minako's fingertips gripping her tightly through the fabric of the coat. The glaring light shines directly from the ceiling, and the waist-high autopsy table is covered with a blue plastic sheet. From the plastic sheet, one can see a human bump covered with a white cloth. It is smaller than an adult, but still Definitely not reminiscent of a child, this half-sized raised shape made Mikami take a few steps back.

——Ayumi. Mikami quickly swallowed these three words back.If the daughter's name is called here, it seems that the corpse will really become the remains of the daughter. Remove the white cloth. Hair...forehead...closed eyes...nose...lips...chin...the pale face of the dead girl appeared before her eyes. The frozen air instantly resumed flow, Minako's forehead rested on Mikami's shoulder, and the five fingers that were gripping Mikami's elbow were slowly relaxing. Looking up at the ceiling, Mikami let out a breath slowly from the depths of his stomach.There is no need to confirm the characteristics of the body at all.It took a total of four hours to come here by Shinkansen and taxi from County D, but the identification of the remains was completed in just a few seconds.

A young girl committed suicide by drowning herself - Mikami came running after receiving such a contact.It is said that a young girl was found in a nearby swamp after noon, with moisture still remaining in her chestnut-colored hair.About fifteen or six years old, or a little older.Since it was not long before his death, his face hadn't started to swell yet. From the delicate contours from the cheeks to the chin and the corners of the childish mouth, they were still intact as they were when he was alive. A sarcastic thought came to mind.Perhaps what Ayumi dreamed of was the delicate and beautiful appearance of a girl.

Even at this moment, three months had passed, he still couldn't calmly recall everything that happened at that time.In the children's room on the second floor, there was a loud sound as if the floor was about to be broken.The mirror shattered.Ayumi crouched in the corner of the dark room, beating, scratching, and scratching her face with her fists.I don't want this face!I want to die…… Mikami clasped his hands together facing the girl's body. This girl also has parents, maybe in the middle of the night today, maybe tomorrow, anyway, sooner or later her close relatives will have to face this fact in this place.

"Get out!" His voice was a little hoarse, as if something dry was sticking to his vocal cords. Minazi still looked dazed, completely unresponsive.The wide-open eyes look like glass balls devoid of will and emotion.This is not the first time, this is the second time in the past three months that I have seen the remains of a girl of the same age as Ayumi. It started to rain with snowflakes outside. In the dark parking lot, three figures breathed out a white breath. "Well, anyway, it's really nice..." The fair-skinned, kind-hearted director showed a complicated smile while handing out his business card.Even though it was not working hours, he was still wearing his uniform.Even the criminal section chief and team leader on the side were wearing uniforms.It must be in consideration that if the body is really Mikami's daughter, it would be less rude to wear it like this.

Mikami bowed deeply. "Thank you for letting me know." "Don't say that." The director saved the words "everyone is a police officer" and turned to the direction of the department building, saying, "Go inside and warm up!" There was a slight push on the back of the coat.Turning his gaze, he looked at Shangmei's requesting gaze.Her eyes revealed that she wanted to get out of here sooner.Mikami had the same idea. "Thank you for your kindness, but the time for the Shinkansen is running out, so we are leaving." "Why are you in such a rush? Let's stay here tonight! I've already arranged accommodation for the two of you."

"I appreciate your kindness, but I have to go to work tomorrow, so I have to go back." Hearing the word "go to work", the director glanced at the business card in his hand. ——Inspector Yoshinobu Mikami, Investigator of the Secretarial Section of the Police Division of the D County Police Headquarters—— The director sighed softly, raised his head and said: "It's hard work for you to deal with those reporters." "Well, it's okay..." Mikami replied noncommittally. When he left the press room, the faces of those reporters challenged in his mind.At that time, I was arguing about the content of the police statement, and suddenly received a call that the drowned body was found.When he left the meeting without a word, the group of reporters who didn't know what happened in Mikami's house almost rioted.I haven't finished talking yet!Are you going to run away?Broadcaster...

"Have you been a broadcaster for a long time?" There was a look of sympathy on the director's face.In the unit he is in charge of, the deputy director or deputy director speaks to the outside world, but in relatively small local police stations, the director usually stands on the front line to face reporters. "I just took office this spring, but when I was young, I also had a little contact with this kind of work." "Have you been in the police department?" "No, I have always been in the criminal unit of the second section." Even at this moment, some unspeakable conceit welled up in my heart.

The Director nodded ambiguously.It seems that this county police has never produced a publicity officer from a criminal unit! "If you know more about the investigation, the reporter will be more or less willing to listen to you!" "If only it could be done like this." "Actually, we are also very troubled! There are always journalists who like to write something about it." The Chief, pouting and complaining, turned his face in the direction of the garage and raised his hands.When Mikami saw the headlights of the director's black-headed car turned on, he panicked.In addition, the taxi that was supposed to be on standby has disappeared.Although he was nudged on the back again, if he still insisted on calling a taxi at this time, it would be tantamount to throwing the good intentions of the local county police on the ground, which made Mikami hesitate.

The road to the station is very dark. "Look, this is the swamp." When the night outside the car window on the right became darker, the Director sitting in the passenger seat couldn't wait to speak. "The Internet is such a headache invention! Someone made a list of 'Top Ten Best New Landmarks for Suicide', and this swamp is one of them. An inexplicable name." "The swamp of the oath?" "Because this swamp looks heart-shaped from a certain angle, there are rumors that you can achieve a positive result in the next life. Today, this girl is already the fourth. There were even people who came here from Tokyo to commit suicide. Newspapers wrote scribbles on the ground, and later even TV stations came to interview him." "That's really nerve-wracking!" "That's right. Even ordinary people's suicides can be written into a report. What's wrong with this world? If I have time, I really hope to ask Mikami-san for some tips on dealing with reporters." As if afraid of silence, the director kept talking.But the topic never aroused the interest of others.Although I am very grateful for his trouble, Mikami's answers are always inconsistent. Wrong person.That corpse was not Ayumi.But the feeling of tightness in the chest is exactly the same as when it came.Because he knew that he had been praying, praying that the corpse was not his own child, and praying that the corpse must be someone else's child.Mina next to him didn't move.Occasionally bumped shoulders felt weaker than usual. The car turned at the intersection, and a dazzling Shinkansen station appeared directly in front of it.The square in front of the station is very large, with several monuments scattered in the middle.There were few people.I have heard before that this is a mosquito station built based on political considerations regardless of the number of passengers. "Director, please don't get out of the car, so as not to get wet in the rain." Mikami said hastily. The door of the back seat was only half opened, but the director in the front seat had already stepped out of the car, his face still flushed. "Because the height and the location of the mole are very close, I wanted to say that there is a possibility...but it turned out to be incorrect information. I'm really sorry for causing you to waste your time." "Don't say that..." Mikami felt sorry, and his hand was firmly grasped. "Don't think too much, Ling Qianjin must still be alive. There are 260,000 partners who are conducting a 24-hour carpet search, and they will definitely be found." Mikami bowed deeply and watched the director's car leave. Minazi's neck was wet from the cold rain, and she dragged her distraught body towards the station.The lights of the police station in front of the station came into view.An old man who looked like he was drunk was sitting on the road, shaking off the hand of the young inspector. 260,000 partners. The Director's words were not exaggerating.Ayumi's mugshot has been spread all over the country's large and small police facilities. In all the police stations, police stations, and garrison stations within the jurisdiction, colleagues who have never met before are all searching for "their own family members" day and night. Daughter of Man" related news.The police family.It doesn't get any more reliable than this.Not a single day goes by without which he is grateful and considers himself fortunate to be a part of this powerful organization, yet... Mikami took a breath of cold air. He never thought before that clinging to the organization would actually become his weakness. Obedience... Sometimes his blood boils too. But this must not be told Minako.In order to find the missing only child, in order to be able to hug the real her with these hands again, there is nothing that parents cannot endure. The Shinkansen platform started broadcasting. There were a lot of empty seats in the car, so Mikami asked Minako to sit by the window and whispered: "Didn't the director also say that? It's okay, Ayumi must still be alive." "..." "You'll find it soon, don't worry." "……Ok." "Didn't she call back? The child actually wants to go home. So be patient, she will come back suddenly in a short time. " Mei Nazi still looked like she was out of her mind, and the dark car window reflected her upright but haggard side face, presumably she didn't have the mind to put on makeup or go to a beauty salon.However, this instead highlights the natural beauty of her natural beauty.What would Minako think if she knew this? Mikami's face was also reflected on the window, his eyes fixed on Ayumi's phantom. She yelled and cursed that she had inherited her father's ugly looks. How she hated her mother's beauty. Mikami looked away from the window. This is only a temporary situation.Symptoms similar to measles.One day she will wake up.Just like when I accidentally made a mistake when I was a child, I stick out my tongue and come home.The kid couldn't really hate the parents and make them feel bad on purpose. The carriage shook. Minako leaned on Mikami's shoulder.Irregular breathing is neither sleep exhalation nor wheezing. Mikami also closed his eyes. Even with his eyes closed, the image of the Beauty and the Beast couple on the car window was still imprinted deep in his eyelids, lingering.

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