Chapter 43 Section 3

When I took the Shinkansen from Nagoya to Tokyo Station, it was about nine o'clock in the evening. I wanted to go home, I just wanted to go home early, but I couldn't.Because I called from Nagoya and made an appointment with someone to meet up tonight. The appointed time is ten o'clock. I walked into a cafe near Tokyo Station, gorged on a sandwich that was somehow dry, and coffee, and while I passed the time, I ruminated over what had happened so far. I'm pretty sure I've caught something close to the truth.But, of course, not everything can be solved.It is correct to say that some of the most important parts were stripped away.I have a feeling—that shouldn't be a problem that can be solved by reasoning alone.There is a limit to reasoning, not to mention that I am not a person with superpowers.

I refilled my cup of coffee and stood up while looking at the scenery outside the window.As night fell, an unspeakable sadness struck at the same time. I arrived in front of the Yamamori Sports Plaza a few minutes before ten o'clock.Looking up, almost all the lights on the glass windows of the building have been extinguished, leaving only a part of the second floor.I realized it was the fitness center. After waiting in front of the building for five or six minutes, it was exactly ten o'clock.I pushed the glass door next to the main entrance that said "employee entrance and exit", but the glass door was easily pushed open.Only the security light was on on the first floor, and the elevator seemed to work, but I chose to take the stairs.

The fitness center is empty, and the way all kinds of equipment are neatly arranged when they are not being used reminds me of some kind of factory.In fact, I am afraid there is not much difference!All the way I was thinking about these things that had nothing to do with the real business. The man I made an appointment to meet was sitting in a chair by the window reading a library version of the book.After noticing the movement of me approaching, the other party raised his head. "I've been waiting for you for a long time," she said, with her usual smile on her lips. "Good night, Miss Shizuko." I said, "It's better... to call you 'Miss Yasuko Furusawa'?"

I felt her smile freeze for a moment.But that was really just a moment, and then she immediately returned to her original expression and shook her head. "No, just call me Shizuko Harumura." Miss Shizuko said, "Because this is my real name. Do you know?" "Ok." "So..." she said, motioning for me to sit down.I sat down on the chair. "I went to Nagoya today!" After I finished speaking, she lowered her eyes, as if she made a movement of squeezing the library tightly. "It occurred to me that you might have done that—when you called me today."

"why?" "I don't know...it just feels like this." "Really?" I unconsciously lowered my eyes.I don't know how to cut into an unknown topic. "Excuse me... why do you know about my hometown?" she asked. I suddenly felt rescued. "Because I plan to investigate your affairs!" I said, raising my eyes, the smile on her face had disappeared, "But it's not that easy to understand! There's no household registration here." "Yes. Judging from the written information, I should still live in my hometown in Nagoya."

"That's right! Because I don't want to investigate your case, I have spent a lot of painstaking efforts!" "Yes..." she said calmly. "To be honest, I started chasing after Mr. Kanai Saburo. Finding his resume was really easier than I expected. After investigating the household registration, I went to his hometown, where someone told me several of him I tried to ask those people about the names of my friends in school days. My only question was whether they had heard of Yasuko Furusawa or Shitsuko Harumura. This is just my intuition, but I I think you and Mr. Saburo Kanai have been dating since they were students."

"Then someone remembers my name, doesn't it?" "One person remembers." I said, "It's someone who is in the same research club as Mr. Jinjing. The person said that during the celebration of the fourth year of the university, Mr. Jinjing brought a girlfriend. When introducing himself, Mr. Jinjing Saying that the girl is the daughter of the chairman of Chuncun Industrial Co., Ltd. shocked him a lot.” "...Then you will know my hometown." "To be honest, I really felt very lucky at that time! Because I think that even if someone remembers you, they may not even know the things about your hometown. But I know that if it is the mansion of the chairman of Chuncun Xingsan If you don’t, the phone book is more than enough for the rest.”

"Then you called home." "Ok." "My mother must have been taken aback, right?" "……yes!" Indeed, Mrs. Chuncun was very surprised.When I told her that I wanted to talk to her about her daughter, she asked me reproachfully: Where is Shizuko? ——Did Ling Qianjin really run away from home? Facing Madam's question, I asked rhetorically.However, I didn't get an answer to this question, and instead I asked the following question. --who are you?If you know where Shizuko is, please tell me quickly. —For some reason, I cannot tell you now.But I promise to let you know soon.Can you first tell me the reason why Qian Jin ran away from home?

——It doesn’t make sense to tell someone who has never seen this kind of thing!And you don't necessarily know where Shizuko is now. It seems that Miss Shizuko's mother is very suspicious.In desperation, I have no choice but to say this. —Actually, Ms. Shizuko is now involved in a certain incident.In order to solve this case, I must know about Ms. Shizuko. The word "event" seems to be quite useful.I was expecting to be rejected again, but the lady promised to tell me if I could meet her directly. "And you went to Nagoya today, didn't you?" Ms. Shizuko asked me, and I nodded. "In this way, you can ask my mother why I ran away from home, right?"

"That's right." This time it was Ms. Shizuko who nodded. ——From the year before last to last year, we sent Shizuko to study in the United States for the purpose of getting her used to life in a foreign country. Madam began to narrate in a flat tone. ——Actually, at that time, we had been discussing marriage with the nephew of the chairman of an insurance company.Because that person will also go to the New York branch later, so let's let Shizuko go there first to adjust. ——But Ms. Shizuko doesn't know about this, and she already has someone she likes, right? My words brought pain to Madam's face.

— We should have discussed it more, but neither my husband nor my daughter was going to listen to each other.In the end, Shi Jinzi ran away from home. ——Have you gone to find her? --found.But because of the pressure of public opinion, we did not alert the police.Now what we say to the outside world is that the child is still abroad. "Isn't it Mr. Saburo Kanai who brought you out?" After I finished asking, Shizuko replied, "Yes." "Then the two of you just ran to Tokyo—with no one to turn to." "No, we have someone we can turn to." She rolled up and unrolled the library with slow movements, "I met a Japanese man when I was in the United States, and he was in Tokyo at the time. We just went to find him." "That Japanese is Mr. Takemoto Yukihiro, right?" "...Yes." I noticed that she was holding Bunkoben's hand hard. "It was Mr. Takemoto who introduced Saburo to President Yamamori and asked him to work here. It was probably at the beginning of last year." "Didn't you work here at that time?" "Ok." "Where do you live?" "It was also with the help of Mr. Takemoto. His friend went overseas, so he rented the house to us." "Could it be that the owner of that house is..." "Yes." Ms. Shizuko closed her eyes gently, "That's the person named Yasuko Guzawa. When I have to use a real identification, I use the health insurance card left by Ms. Guzawa. When I had to make a statement in an accident, I also used her name. Because if I said my real name, people in my hometown would know..." It turned out to be like this! "Is it because of Mr. Saburo's invitation that you took part in the yacht tour?" "Yes. Ever since I arrived in Tokyo, I've been shut up at home, and I've been a little depressed, so Saburo suggested that I take part in the excuse of changing my mood. In addition, Mr. Takemoto is also going, so I feel that I have something to rely on , and feel more at ease.” "So that's how it is." I nodded understandingly, "The accident happened after the protagonists were all here." She stared at her hands in silence.Instead, I looked up.A moth circled where the fluorescent lights were. "I have something to ask you." After a while she said, "Why do you think I'm suspicious?" I looked at her and she looked back into my eyes.A frighteningly long time passed. "It seems the order of the conversation is reversed!" I sighed. "I should have concluded earlier, but I'm afraid." She smiled slightly. I continued: "The prisoner is... Dongzi, right?" A suffocating dark silence struck. "Mr. Kawazu, Miss Niisato, and Mr. Sakagami were all killed by Toko, right?" I repeated.Out of nowhere, sadness boiled up so quickly that it burned the ends of my ears. "Yes," Miss Shizuko replied quietly, "Then that person was killed by us."