Chapter 11 Section 3

"Thanks for your hard work, doctor. It's so late to trouble you." At the gate, Michiyo bowed and thanked Dr. Tanaka again and again.Tanaka, a man in his fifties with thinning hair neatly combed back, nodded slightly. "I told him to be more careful, but... please forgive me." The doctor said regretfully. "Ah, the police say an autopsy is going to be done, you see..." "Yes, let's do an autopsy." Dr. Tanaka comforted. After Michiyo watched the doctor leave in the Mercedes, he returned to the house.From time to time, a firm and somewhat unfathomable gaze flashed in her eyes.

In the living room sat the people who came to the banquet that day.More than two hours have passed since the discovery of the body, and everyone's face still shows a look of exhaustion. "Sister..." Erlang supported his fat body and stood up from the chair, but he seemed to be silent as if he hadn't decided what to say next. "Are they all there?" Michiyo ignored Erlang, but fixed his eyes on the floor.Everyone sat where they had just eaten. "I have something important to say." Michiyo's voice was very low but very powerful, making it almost impossible to imagine that this was a woman who had just lost her husband, so that some people felt their backs suddenly straightened as if they had been slapped.

"My husband died. He was a man of many troubles, but he was also the one who supported our family on the hill, so I decided to hold a grand memorial service." Li Yan and everyone present looked at her with puzzled eyes, not knowing what she would say or do next. "I think mourning should be made more sacred." Dao Dai said in a calm but trembling tone. "So, if anyone in this room feels that they are not holy enough to participate, please name them now." "Please wait, sister." Nobuo said in a somewhat embarrassed tone. "What do you mean? If it's a religious term, then I'm sorry..."

"Of course not." Her voice paused. "I just hope that those who feel guilty about the death of Xiao San on the mountain can report themselves." "Ashamed?" Nobuo repeated. "What's going on? Didn't my brother-in-law die a natural death? No one would feel guilty, would they?" His words were approved by everyone. "No." However, Michiyo made a sharp voice, "It was not a natural death!" Then, she looked at everyone with guarded eyes: "My husband was murdered!"