Chapter 6 Section 5

That evening, two days after the funeral, I was doing the same job as before, and it felt like it had been a long time since I last worked.At this time, the stylishly designed flat-screen phone next to the word processor rang.The voice heard after picking up the microphone was faint as if it was coming through a vacuum tube.I even thought there was something wrong with my ears. "Excuse me, can you please speak louder?" After I finished speaking, I heard an "ah" in my ear. "Is the voice of this size okay?" It was the voice of a young woman.Because it was a bit hoarse, it was even more difficult to hear.

"Uh... that's fine. Who are you?" "That... my name is Kawazu Yukiyo, and I'm Masayuki's younger sister." "Oh." The picture of attending a funeral came to my mind.At that time, I just nodded to her. "Actually, I'm in my brother's room now. That... I just want to say that I need to tidy up his things." She still said in a voice that was hard for me to hear clearly. "I see. Is there anything I can do to help?" "No, it's okay, I should be able to handle it by myself. Today is just tidying up, and the delivery will be handled when the moving company arrives tomorrow. And then... I'll call you, actually there are some things I need to discuss with you .”

"discuss?" "yes." What she wanted to discuss was this - when she was sorting Yazhi's things, she dug out a lot of materials and clipped newspapers and magazines from the closet.Of course, these things can also be regarded as his relics and brought directly back to his hometown in Shizuoka, but if these things can bring help to those who are close to him, she thinks Yazhi will be happy too.If you can, ask the courier to deliver it to me now-this is of course a good thing for me.His materials can be said to be a treasure trove of freelance writers who have challenged various fields.And maybe through these materials, I can learn more about him when he was alive.So I agreed to her request.

"Then I'll ask someone to send it over as soon as possible. If I send it right now, there's still time to take the unwanted stuff for recycling. Um... besides this, do you have anything else that you need help with?" "Anything else?" "It's just... For example, is there anything in this room that you forgot to take away? Or is there anything you want among brother's things?" "Is there anything I forgot to take away?" I looked at the handbag on the table, which contained the spare key of his room. "But I forgot to return something to him."

When I said that the thing I forgot to return to him was a spare key, Kawazu Masayuki's sister told me that it would be fine to mail it directly.However, I decided to take a trip myself.Firstly, it is very troublesome to send by post, but I think there is nothing wrong with going to the room of the deceased lover for the last time.Anyway, we also dated for two months. "Then I'll wait for you here." Kawazu Masayuki's younger sister's voice was still very quiet until the end. His apartment is located in Kita Shinjuku, and Room 102 on the first floor is his residence.After I rang the doorbell, the tall, thin girl I had seen at the funeral appeared.With a melon-seeded face and a tall nose bridge, she is undoubtedly a beauty.It's a pity that the local taste is too strong, and that beautiful face was ruined for no reason.

"Sorry, I have to trouble you to run." She lowered her head and put on the indoor slippers for me. As I took off my shoes and put on my slippers, there was a sound from inside the house, and then someone's face appeared. If I recall correctly, the protruding face was that of the female photographer I met at the funeral, Miyuki Shinsato.As soon as our eyes met, she lowered her head, and I nodded to her with a little doubt. "She seems to have worked with my brother before." Yazhi's younger sister said to me: "Her surname is Xinli, and I just met her. Because she said that she was taken care of by her brother a lot before, so I hope I can let her help organize these thing."

Then she introduced me to Miyuki Shinsato: brother's lover, mystery writer— "Please teach me more." Miyuki finished with the same masculine voice as at the funeral, and disappeared in the room again. "Did you tell that person that you're moving tomorrow?" I asked Koshiro after Miyuki disappeared. "No, but she seems to know that it's either today or tomorrow, so she came here." "Yes..." I nodded ambiguously with an incredible feeling. The room has been tidied up, half of the books on the bookshelves have been put into cardboard boxes, the kitchen closet is also empty, and the TV and stereo have only been unplugged.

I sat on the sofa in the living room, and I was lucky enough to have tea poured for me.It seems that such tableware still exists.Koshiro then brought the tea to Miyuki Niisato who was in Masayoshi's room. "I often hear my brother talk about you." She sat down facing me, and then said in a very calm tone: "He said that you are a very capable and great person." This is probably a polite remark!Even so, it didn't make me feel bad, and my face even turned a little red. I asked her as I sipped my freshly brewed tea, "Do you often chat with your brother?"

"Well, because he will go back to his hometown about once every one or two weeks. My brother often has to run around because of work, and what my mother and I look forward to most is to hear him talk about things we encountered at work. Yes. I work in a bank near my hometown, so I know almost nothing about the outside world." After she finished speaking, she also took a sip of tea.I found that her low volume when talking on the phone should be due to her natural sound quality. "I have to give this back to you." I took the key out of the purse and put it on the table. After looking at the key for a while, Kouyo asked me, "Do you and your brother have any plans to get married?"

While a troubling question, it's not impossible to answer. "We've never talked about this." I said, "On the one hand, we don't want to tie each other down, and we both know that getting married will only bring bad influence to each other. And...well, we also We don’t even know each other well enough.” "Don't you understand?" She showed a rather surprised expression. "No," I replied, "almost nothing. So I don't know why he was killed, and I don't have any idea. I didn't even ask what kind of job he had in the past..."

"Is that right... haven't you said anything about work?" "He didn't want to tell me." That's the correct way to say it. "Ah, if that's the case," Xingshiro got up and walked to the place where things were kept, and took out a stack of things that looked like bundles of waste paper from a box the size of an orange cardboard box and placed it in front of me. "This seems to be my brother's schedule for the past six months." It turns out that there are various scheduled itineraries densely written on it.Among them, there seem to be a lot of meetings with publishing houses and materials collection. A thought suddenly flashed into my mind: Maybe my appointment with me was also written in these waste papers!So I began to carefully review his recent itinerary. Seeing the date before he was killed, I really remembered the name and time of the shop where I had a date.That was the last day I saw him.Seeing this, an inexplicable shudder suddenly hit my heart. The next thing that caught my eye was a line of scribbled writing written in the daytime column of the same day. "16:00 Yamamori Sports Plaza" Shansen Sports Plaza is the sports center for Yazhi members.He sometimes runs to the gym there to work up a sweat.Things like this are pretty clear to me. But what concerns me is that he has a sore foot recently, so logically speaking, he should not be able to go to the gym.Or had his foot healed that day? "What's wrong?" Because I fell silent, Masayuki Kawazu's younger sister looked at me worriedly. I shook my head and replied, "No, nothing." Maybe there is, but I don't have any confidence in my thinking right now. "Can I borrow this for a while?" I asked her to look at the itinerary in my hand. "Take it, please." She smiled. The topic was interrupted, and there was a small blank in the conversation between the two of us. At this time, Miyuki Nisato came out of Masayuki's work room. "Excuse me, are those the only books Mr. Kawazu has?" Miyuki asked in a questioning tone, with a sense of reproach implied in her tone. "um, yes." After listening to Yukiyo's answer, the young female photographer moved her eyes slightly downward with a puzzled expression.But soon, she raised her head again as if she had made up her mind. "I'm not just talking about those books. There are other things like work materials, or newspaper clippings collected into volumes, etc. Is there anything like this?" "About work?" "Is there anything in particular you'd like to see?" I asked her.Her gaze suddenly became very sharp. I continued: "After Xingyo called me just now, all his materials have been sent to my house." "Already sent?" It was obvious that her eyes widened again, and then she looked at Yukiyo with those wide-eyed eyes. "Really?" "Well." Xingshiro replied: "Because I think it's best to deal with it this way...Is there any problem?" I saw Miyuki bit her lower lip lightly.After maintaining this expression for a while, she turned her gaze to me. "Then those things should be delivered to your residence tomorrow, right?" "I'm not sure about that..." I looked at Yukiyo. "If it's in the urban area, it should arrive tomorrow." She nodded and replied to Miyuki Shinsato. "Really?" Miyuki stood upright, her eyes lowered as if she was thinking about something.It wasn't long before she looked up again, feeling that she had made a decision. "Actually, there is something in Mr. Kawazu's files that I really want to see. Because I need it for work, so no matter what, I must..." "Really?..." I don't know why, but there is a strange feeling in my heart.In other words, she came to help tidy up the house in order to get that document.If so, wouldn't it be good to make it clear at the beginning?I thought so in my heart, but I didn't say it out. I only asked her tentatively: "Then you want to come to my house tomorrow to get it?" A look of relief flashed across her face. "convenient?" "Tomorrow is fine! Do you have to get the information you mentioned early in the morning?" "No, you can get it within tomorrow." "Then I'll trouble you to come over tomorrow night. I thought of that time, and the things must have been delivered." "It's really troublesome for you." "where." After we decided on the time, Miyuki Shinsato added another sentence. "I'm sorry, but I have another unkind request. Before I go to your house, I hope you don't unpack those materials. If they get messed up, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find the materials I want." "Oh... yes!" It was another fantastic request, but I said yes anyway.Because even if the information is sent to me, I will not immediately take it out for research. There seemed to be no sign of continuing the conversation between us, and I had something to think about myself, so I stood up.When I walked out of the room, Miyuki Shinsato confirmed the agreed time with me again.