Chapter 12 Chapter Twelve

Sender: Ryosuke Soda Receiver: Yoshie Mita Subject: sorry I am very sorry, Can the appointment the day after tomorrow be extended? How about a week later, April 10th? Thank you for your invitation, But I'm really sorry. "Please take a seat." Wu Shang said. This slender, quiet woman is probably in her thirties. Wearing a stiff light green suit with a pearl brooch pinned to the collar, the makeup on her face is very light. She looks like an attendee Mother with child opening ceremony. "thanks." The chin is pointed, the eyes are small, the lips are pale, and the facial features are not ugly.

"You are Miss Mita Yoshie, right?" "yes." "The current address is, ah, Tokorozawa City, Saitama Prefecture..." The other party nodded slightly in response to Wu Shang. "Do you live here alone?" "yes." "unmarried?" "yes." "I work for Chizuka Denso..., is this the address of the head office?" "That's the address of the Tokyo head office. I'm in the second section of general affairs." As soon as this woman walked into the room, she showed a dignified and steady attitude, which was basically completely different from Minoru or Ritsuko. She spoke in a softer voice, but answered clearly. It was obvious that she was usually good at handling incoming calls from the company.

"What kind of work is the second section of general affairs in charge of?" "For example, managing employees' annual leave, calculating employees' overtime pay, and also including dormitory management." "Oh, that is to say, you specialize in internal affairs." "Most of the general affairs classes are like this." A flattering smile appeared on her cheek, and her expression changed.At first glance she had put on light makeup, but Wu Shang realized that she actually spent a lot of effort on her face. "How long have you worked for this company?"

"It will be fifteen years this year." "Quite senior." Mita Jiahui didn't answer, she lowered her head silently, her hands were neatly placed on her thighs, her nails were neatly trimmed, and a round pedestal ring inlaid with emeralds was worn on the ring finger of her right hand, which might be emerald. "Excuse me..." Jiahui asked cautiously. "You summoned me because of Mr. Sorada's murder?" Her tone seemed to be asking a customer or a bank clerk on the phone. Takeshi answered briefly. "yes." "Are you suspicious of me? That is to say..., do you regard me as a suspect?"

"Why do you think so?" Jiahui looked around. "This is the interrogation room, right?" "yes." "Come here, doesn't it mean that I am suspected?" "Not always." Wushang's answer was too short, which confused Jiahui very much.Takegami's purpose was to make her look confused, so he was quite satisfied with her performance. "After you contacted me..., I discussed this matter with my friend." "and then?" "The other party suggested that I'd better hire a lawyer." "So is the lawyer here today?"

"No, I haven't invited, but my friend can introduce me anytime." Takeshi stared at her silently.She put her hands on her thighs, clasped her fingers, released them and clasped them again, pursed her lips in embarrassment, and then looked up. "I know why you doubt me." "Really? What do you think is the reason?" Jiahui raised her hand to press her heart, then closed her eyes, and suddenly said something as if no one was there. "Mr. Sorada is a friend I met on the Internet. The police know my background. Does that mean you have checked it?" "I checked." Wu Shang replied.He took off his reading glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and continued. "We also know you're playing virtual family."

Yoshie Mita closed her eyes. "So, Minoru and Kazumi are also..., right? Were those two kids called here too?" Wu Shang did not answer.Jiahui raised her hand, pressed her mouth this time, and then spoke vaguely. "Those kids are suspicious of me, have they told you?" "I haven't heard from them directly. It's just that you sent them a letter when you knew that Mr. Sokada was killed. At that time, did Ms. Kazumi ask you 'did you kill the person'?" Jiahui covered her face with her hands. The thumb of Kazumi Soda's right hand frequently pressed keys, appearing extremely busy.He was sending a text message again, his actions were swift and precise, his expression was serious and serious, and his eyes were sharp enough to swallow the entire phone.

Zhijiazi waited for her to press the teleport button, and then asked, "Are you ready?" "Huh?" Yimei was startled. "Well, I'm sorry, I'm afraid he will worry." In the interrogation room, Mita Jiahui buried her face in her hands, while Wu Shang put his hands on the table, clasped his fingers, and observed her quietly. "You finally see the true colors of these three people." Yimei looked at the other side of the mirror and said, "What a quiet aunt." "It really looks like someone's mother." "Yeah, although it's not my dad's type, but it's very suitable to play the role of mother in family games. However, I can't see the other person's appearance on the Internet anyway."

Kazumi suddenly pursed her lips fiercely. "That kind of person will become another person in the anonymous world! Suddenly become inexplicably bold. Hey, how long will she last like this? Is that woman crying?" Wu Shang coughed lightly and asked, "Are you okay?" Jiahui finally raised her head, but she still covered her eyes with one hand and her mouth was tightly closed. "Let's clarify the facts a little bit." Wu Shang continued: "You found their home, which is their message board, by accident. That's how you got to know each other, right?"

Jiahui nodded frequently. "When did that happen?" "At the end of last year... I think it should be the middle of December." "Did you leave a message immediately after you found the message board?" "No..., after a week to ten days or so, I was just observing them." "Rom status Luo." "Huh? Well, I'm just observing." "How do you feel about them? Do you find it interesting?" Jiahui finally let go of her hand, revealing her face, the makeup around her eyes had come off. "It's interesting..." "The combination of father and a pair of siblings, did you think they were real parents and children?"

"How is that possible." She shook her head wearily. "I saw right away that they were just playing a game." "why?" "Because it's too fake." "Oh? I don't quite understand, what is called too fake?" Jiahui said back. "Just looking at the message boards used by your 'family', it is impossible to immediately tell that this is not a real parent-child relationship. Individual emails are another matter. Because reading your email content, I immediately realized that you are playing role-playing." Jiahui shrank back. "Sorada-san and I are..., that..." "Let's talk about this later. How is the parent-child relationship between the three of them too fake?" "Maybe it's their... the content of the conversation." "What is it specifically?" "For example..." Jiahui looked up at the ceiling. "Kazum said on the message board that her grades had deteriorated and she felt very sad. Dad would immediately comfort her and encourage her gently. If she said that the teacher asked her to talk, Dad would say: 'If you want to talk about going to school, Dad Come with you. 'How can there be such a good father in the world?" "There are so many wonders in this world, it's not impossible." "Maybe there is, but..." Jiahui showed an anxious expression for the first time. "I can't tell. Their indescribable and hypocritical feeling can only be understood by those who have seen it." "Anyway, you became curious about them." Wu Shang continued bravely: "And then decided to play the role of the only mother in the combination of father and child. Did you write 'I am your mother' from the beginning?" "Ok." "Didn't they catch you noticing this role-playing game?" "Yes, that's right." "What did you say?" "It's just..., I wrote it like this, 'Seeing that you guys like surfing the Internet all the time recently, and you have opened this kind of webpage, mom should join in too.'" "Isn't this more fake?" "So, they can tolerate this kind of hypocrisy, and Soda immediately accepted me. They gave me the feeling of 'Mom, you are finally here'. Everyone is acting, and this is the fun part." "You find pleasure there other than reality, don't you?" "Yes, yes, that's right." Wu put his elbows on the table and leaned forward. "But you left the Internet and met each other, right? On the afternoon of April 3rd, four people showed up at the first online gathering. Right?" Jiahui's expression was stiff. "If you like to have unrealistic fun, why bother? Wouldn't it ruin the fun of the 'family game' by meeting?" Jiahui pursed her lips and clenched her hands on her knees. "We..." She was so nervous that her voice changed. "I intend to end this pretend play, which is also the purpose of this online gathering." Wu raised his eyebrows. "But after the online party, you should continue to play? Mr. Sorada also sent a letter to Kazumi saying that the online party is very happy and looks forward to meeting again next time." Jiahui shook her body and shook her head. "I didn't hear about it, I just saw Kazumi write on the message board saying 'Last time was fun'." "Only you want it to end?" "Me?" She tugged at the collar and said, "Me? Why?" "Because you want to develop a personal relationship with Mr. Ryosuke Tororada. No, you have already developed a further relationship, and it is a one-on-one relationship between men and women. Am I right?" Jiahui's lips trembled and she stared at Wushang. "You already know?" "You want to exclude Kazumi and Minoru and focus on continuing to develop with Mr. Sorada, right?" She doesn't answer. Wu Shang forcefully asked. "Mr. Sorada has a family, and he doesn't want to ruin the current family at all. You probably understand this. He intends to sell the old house, buy a new one, and take you to see the house, right? So You sent him a letter. You said: It seems that you are really looking at your new house. You are very happy. You did send the letter, am I right? There is a murder scene, and that is where he was killed of." no respond. "You want to break through the barrier between reality and virtual reality, and start to look forward to becoming Mr. Soda's real wife. Your intention, no, it should be your desire, has penetrated into this game. After Minoru noticed it, he began to stay away from it. You guys. In fact, his messages are getting less and less. I wonder if you noticed?" Jiahui lowered her head, only blinking, with a stiff expression. "Kazumi asked if you killed Ryosuke Sorada? I guess she also noticed that you have developed feelings for Mr. Sorada beyond the game. That's right, they did suspect you, and they were talking to me in the interrogation room just now After that, the two of them suspect that you killed Ryosuke Soda and Naoko Imai, who was close to him." I did not kill.Jiahui lowered her head and said, she still kept blinking. "I don't know at all that Mr. Sorada was killed, and I don't even know about Ms. Naoko Imai." Wu Shang pretended not to hear her defense, opened the file, took out a page, and asked, "Where is the Internet gathering on April 3rd?" "what?" "The location of the online gathering. Where is your appointment that day?" The topic suddenly changed, and Jiahui seemed at a loss. "Then... at the station..." "Shinjuku Station East Exit? Two o'clock in the afternoon." "Yes, yes, you have already checked it out. We use email to agree on the time and place." "You guys agreed to hold an online news magazine and use this magazine as a sign, right?" "yes." "However, it's impossible for you to stand and talk for hours in front of the station, so you decided to move to another place later." "Ah, ah, what do you mean...we went to a coffee shop later." "What's the name of the store?" "I don't remember, Mr. Soda took us there. I remember it's not far from the station." "Have all four arrived?" "It's all here." "How did you feel then?" "What kind of feeling do you mean?" "Did the person surprise you? Or is it not too different from the feeling on the Internet?" "You mean this." For some reason, Jiahui nodded reassuringly and said, "Min and Kazum are both young people, so it's not surprising that they are my children." "Is Mr. Sorada too? Isn't it strange that he is your husband?" "..." "It's more than a gap. It's too suitable and ideal, isn't it? At least for you, it should be so?" "Mr. Interpol, are you going to lure me?" "I don't mean that." "Obviously you are trying to induce me, but your purpose is to ask me to admit it? You want me to say 'I want to have a relationship with Mr. Sorada', right?" Wu Shang ignored her questioning, turned to another page in the file, and asked again. "On April 23rd, Mr. Soda sent you a letter from his laptop computer. The content said that he hoped to reschedule the appointment and asked if you could extend it to 30 a week later. day." Jiahui fell into confusion again. "I did receive the letter, but the date is not clear. Your questions are very messy, and I can't answer them all." "Actually, there is something more important about this letter than the date." Takegami continued: "Mr. Soda wrote your real name on the letter and called you by your first name. The sender is not 'Dad'. The sender is not 'Mom', but Ryosuke Soda sent it to Yoshie Mita, why is that?" "I don't know. He wrote that because we met at an online gathering. I didn't find out at all." "Is that so? I think this proves that you and Mr. Sorada have grown further." "you think too much!" "Are you going to meet him alone on the 23rd?" "..." "Isn't this an online gathering?" "that is because……" "Why? I can't hear." "Why should I tell you so much?" Wu Shang once again shifted the focus of the question. "How was the online gathering on April 3rd? Was it harmonious?" "I feel good." "You and Mr. Soda went to see the house at the scene of the murder. That was after the three-day online gathering, right?" "Yes, I have forgotten the date." "It's less than ten minutes' walk from Soda's house, and it's only two or three minutes by car or bicycle. Don't you feel guilty for his wife or daughter?" "That's a normal day, and it doesn't take up their Saturdays and Sundays." "Your reason is really rare." "I just followed to see. Mr. Soda is very careful in choosing houses. He chose different time periods and watched them several times, including several times in the evening. He always stopped by after get off work, and that day was the same. I just followed him. Go and have a look." "What time is it? After seeing the house, you have to go back to Tokorozawa from Suginami, right?" "It's not too late, probably around nine o'clock." "Will the nearby neighbors bump into you during this time?" Jiahui's voice changed. "So what if someone sees it? We haven't done anything wrong!" Wu Shang still looked directly at her calmly, waited quietly until the echo disappeared, and then said easily: "It's almost time for Minoru and Kazumi to attend!" "It's weird." Kazumi Soda murmured. "What's the matter?" Chikako approached her. "That person, Mita Jiahui." Kazumi pointed at her through the mirror. "Compared to Ms. A..., more suspicious than Ms. A listed as a suspect, right? Minoru and Kazumi also suspect her, but she is fine. Ms. A is still being photographed by the media." Zhijiazi looked in the direction of Kazumi's finger, Mita Jiahui's profile was very thin, especially the jaw line was not beautiful enough. "Or is it that the police are also suspecting her, and they just deliberately keep the information secret?" "Probably because there is no key evidence." "It's the same for female A." "Because Miss Mita Yoshie has nothing to do with Miss Imai Naoko." "It must be what my dad said." Yimei decided with a very cold tone. "Listen to what he said. Didn't the two of them meet alone? Did they also go to the murder scene? Did she hear about it at that time?" "Miss Kazumi, let me ask you." Chikako moved her legs and faced Kazumi.Kazumi didn't want to look at her, but still looked at Mita Jiahui's side face. "Do you really think your father did such a thing?" "What does this kind of thing mean?" "He told another woman about Naoko Imai's girlfriend." "That person can do anything." She dropped this sentence in a nonchalant tone. "I can also describe the whole process-Jiahui Mita chased after my dad, my dad was very troubled, so he said to her: 'Actually, I have a strong mistress, and that woman alone makes me unable to handle it.' He must have said come up with that." "Miss Mita heard this, and thought that as long as Miss Imai disappeared, she would be able to deepen her relationship with Mr. Soda, so did she kill her?" "That's right, that's what happened." "However, Ms. Sanda tried her best to get your father, so how could she kill him?" "That's because my dad doesn't like her." "Your father doesn't like Miss Mita?" "Yeah, haven't I said it several times? That person just likes young girls, so he won't pay attention to that kind of old lady." Kazumi waved her hand. "So this Aunt Mita has become angry from embarrassment? It's hard to catch a man." She made a frowning look, and imitated Jia Hui's voice and said: "The pitiful saying 'my past life was really lonely', this should be true. So even other men, as long as they have the opportunity, She can't stop the car." Zhijiazi said calmly: "If this is the case, then her next target should be your mother." Kazumi let out a "huh", blinked frequently, and looked at Chikako after a while. "Even if Miss Imai is killed, Mr. Sokada still has a wife, which is your mother." "Well, yes." Kazumi shrugged, her collarbone showing elegant lines on the plunging neckline. "Probably almost died." "Won't you be afraid just thinking of this?" "Who knows." Yimei looked away. "By the way, what is my mother doing?" "She's waiting for you." "She can go home first." After speaking, she looked down at her phone again, as if checking the time. "It's so late, it's half past four! I'm so tired. Should I stay here?" "Yeah! Don't say whether you like Ms. Mita Jiahui or not, do you think of anything after seeing her? Have you seen her? Could she be one of the strangers you witnessed?" Kazumi seemed to have forgotten this task long ago, and unconsciously showed a surprised expression. "That's right, I came here for this." She deliberately approached the mirror and said, "However, I don't have any impression of her, maybe it's the woman who wandered in front of my house. But maybe I saw her, heard her This kind of association only came after she said those words." Zhijiazi thought, this girl not only has a pretty face, but also has a very smart head. "Anyway, I don't need to say anything more. If she killed my dad, she can't hide it for too long. She's already a little hysterical. Confess. He has no face, no wrists, but he is actually quite powerful!" "You said Mr. Wushang Luo." Chikako tried to smile, but couldn't.While looking at the shape of Kazumi's lips and the distinct ridges unique to beauties, she remembered that this mouth spit out the words "I will kill him" and "I will take revenge" under the firm will.