Chapter 3 Snow Sasaka Ori Chapter 1

The sea urchin pasta was not good, too much salt for my liking, as was the sea bass that followed.But after swallowing it into the stomach, there was no taste left in the mouth.Maybe it's because I eat absent-mindedly. The ringing of Suruga Naoyuki's cell phone gave me a premonition.The face of the woman I saw earlier suddenly appeared in my mind, with white clothes and a snow-white face, and the thoughtful gaze shot at Hotaka Makoto. From Hotaka's slightly stiff expression and Suruga's panicked attitude, I immediately realized who she was.If Kamibayashi Takahiro was not present, I would definitely ask Hotaka to clarify.

After the phone call, Suruga's face was very ugly, and he came over to call Hotaka.I deduced that the woman must have made some embarrassing request, otherwise I couldn't think of any reason to let Hotaka, who was eating with Kamibayashi Miwako, leave the table.For him, the most important person right now is Miwako. "He is still so busy." Miwako said to me. "It seems so." I replied.Miwako is too naive, she doesn't know how to doubt at all, even for a man like Hotaka Makoto.This made me anxious. Maybe it was a psychological effect, but Hodaka, who returned to his seat soon after, could not find the original calmness on his face.Suruga suddenly had to leave the table due to an urgent matter. I apologize to you on behalf of him for this kind of thing—he just said that as soon as he sat down, and kept looking at the Kamibayashi brothers and sisters.

"Suruga is busy enough, too." Miwako looked at Hotaka with the eyes of a girl manga. "The scope of business he manages is too wide. It's really hard for him." Hotaka said something against his will, and smiled at Miwako.That was his proud smile. I don't know how many women were deceived by this smile. Suruga Naoyuki's bony face appeared in my mind, and I secretly sympathized.Although I don't know what's going on, he must be running around in a sweat trying to finish what Hotaka committed. After dessert, while we were drinking coffee, the young waitress walked over to Hotaka with a bow and said softly, "I have your call."

"Telephone?" After Hodaka showed doubts, Asami Kazuko said with a wry smile, "It must be that kid Suruga who mishandled something." "Go and answer the phone." "Well, then I'll excuse you for a while." Hotaka stood up, "Brother, I'm really sorry, I've been rude several times." It's okay, Shenlin Guihong answered briefly.The young man obviously didn't like Hotaka, and he hardly said a word during the meal. "What happened?" Miwako looked at me with a slightly uneasy expression.She didn't know that there was a ghostly woman standing in the courtyard of Hotaka's house.

I don't know about this either, I replied. Soon Hotaka returned to his seat, and seeing his expression, I knew something unusual must have happened.Although he forced a flattering smile as usual, his face was obviously stiff.My eyes wandered and my breathing became short, all of this was so obvious to me. "What's wrong?" Miwako asked. "No, it's nothing serious." Hodaka's voice was a little hoarse. "Then... we should go now." He didn't intend to sit back in the chair, but stood up and said, seemingly very anxious. I slowed down on purpose and brought the coffee cup to my mouth.

"We haven't finished drinking yet, is there anything urgent for you?" Hotaka glared at me, probably because he sensed some malice in me.But I pretended not to notice and continued to sip the remaining coffee. "I still have a few important things to do. Actually, the preparations for the trip haven't started yet." "Do you want me to help?" Miwako said immediately. "No, don't bother you. I'll take care of this little thing myself." Then Hodaka looked at Kamibayashi Takahiro, "Uh, brother, do you know the way to the hotel?"

"I have a map and should be able to find it." "Really, let's ask them to help us drive the car out of the parking lot. Can I have the key?" After receiving the car keys from Takahiro Kamibayashi, Hotaka put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked quickly towards the exit. I chased after it. "I'll take care of this meal." I whispered, referring to paying the bill. "No need, I called you here." "But……" "Okay, don't argue." Hodaka handed the waiter a golden credit card, and then handed over the car keys to another waitress, telling her to drive the car to the front of the restaurant.The other car belonged to Hotaka himself, and we shared two cars to get here.

"What happened?" I asked Miwako while keeping an eye out for him. "Nothing." Hodaka replied coldly, his eyes still wandering. "Xiaoxue!" Miheko called my nickname from behind, "Xiaoxue, where are you going now?" "Me?" Actually, there was no special arrangement, but a thought suddenly flashed in my mind, "I'm going back to the company. I have to hand over the essay you just gave me to the printing factory." "Then let's give you a ride. We have to pass by the company on the way." "Sorry, I have to go somewhere before that." I held up my palms in front of me, "I'll call your hotel later."

"Then I'll wait for your call." Miwako smiled. A few minutes later, two cars were driven over.These few minutes seemed extremely long to Hotaka, he looked down at his watch several times, and seemed absent-minded when answering Miwako. Hotaka pushed the Kamibayashi brothers and sisters into the Volvo. "Then see you tomorrow." Miwako said through the car window. "Well, rest better tonight." Hodaka replied, with a smile on his face again.Even at this time, he still won't take off his mask. After Volvo turned a corner and disappeared, the smile on Hotaka's face disappeared at the same time.Without even looking at me, he walked towards his Mercedes.

"It seems that this matter is quite urgent." I yelled at his back.There was no way he hadn't heard, but still he didn't look back. He started the Mercedes-Benz engine and sped away. I followed him with my eyes, and then walked in the opposite direction.But no empty car passed by.After about 10 minutes, I finally saw one, and I immediately raised my hand. "Go to Shakujii Park." I said. What am I doing!I asked myself while looking at the scenery outside the car window, the sky had already darkened. I think of Makoto Hotaka's thin lips, slightly pointed chin, beautiful nose bridge, and well-trimmed eyebrows.

I had a very short dream of becoming Hotaka's wife.Although I had resolved not to be a housewife for the rest of my life, during that period I could not stop imagining myself wearing an apron all day.I was so naive at the time, that's all I can say. I became the editor in charge of Makoto Hotaka in the second year after being transferred to the literature and art department.At that time, my impression of him was just a versatile writer.However, when I met him for the first time, he branded a completely different image in my heart. As a man, he was also quite perfect.Thinking about it now, I can only laugh it off. I don't know when he treated me like a woman, but from the moment we first met, I firmly believed that one day he would.In that way, he completely conquered my heart, as proficient as operating computer software. "Have another drink in my room?" Hotaka said to me over a cocktail in a small bar in Ginza after a work dinner.He doesn't like the kind of shop where the waiters are, at least that's what he told me. At that time he was not yet divorced, and his office space was rented in Shinjuku.His explanation for this is that he wants to keep family and work separate. In fact, I have all kinds of excuses to refuse him, and I firmly believe that as long as I refuse in a few words, this man will definitely not pester me shamelessly.However, he should never come to ask me out a second time in the future. But in the end I just went to his place, and although I was there for another drink, it was only half a glass of whiskey and water at his house.Soon on his bed. "I'm not doing this just for fun," I said. "Me too." Hodaka replied, "So I'm already mentally prepared." It's really a high-sounding statement.After three months, he personally told me the news of his divorce, so I started a formal relationship with him. "The relationship between the two of us was not very good before, so the responsibility is not on you, you don't have to blame yourself." When asked about the reason for his divorce, he answered in an annoyed tone.I was even very grateful for that, because I thought, he was thinking of me. And the next sentence made me even more happy. "Of course, without you by my side, I might not be able to make up my mind." When I said this, we were in the coffee shop of the hotel.If it was just the two of us in a room, no, even if it was a cafe, if no one else was around, I would definitely wrap my arms around his neck. Our relationship lasted about three years, on and off, and I was honestly waiting for his proposal.It's just that I never showed a urging attitude.How long it takes to be free from the world's censure after a divorce I have no idea.And I think it's right for me to do so. If I say anything about marriage, I have to discard my self-esteem.At best I would say in a joking tone, "Better get a permanent job somewhere than a lifelong editor," and that's it. As for Hodaka Makoto, who obviously didn't mean that at all, he answered me with a smile: "I know, you are the kind of woman who won't be happy to be bound by the family."He knew very well that if he said that, I would stop saying that I was obsessed with getting married. When I became more and more uneasy about the future development, he asked me an unexpected thing: he hoped that I would introduce Kamibayashi Miwako to him. Miwako was originally my sister's friend.It all started when my sister read her poems to me.I was fascinated by Miwako's passionate, sad, and distressed poems, so I had a premonition that this poem would be a hit. Originally, it was unimaginable for an unknown woman to publish a collection of poems.However, my planning company approved it.I sensed that the perplexed bosses were also moved by something in Kanbayashi Miwako's poem. But frankly speaking, it was never a dream to be able to sell to that extent.The market positioning at that time was: as long as it can become a topic for some people, it will be considered a success.As for some phrases in the collection of poems that will become current buzzwords and be republished again and again in separate volumes, it is completely beyond my expectation. In the blink of an eye, Kamibayashi Miwako became a celebrity.Invitations to star in TV dramas kept pouring in.Of course, other publishing houses also began to contact her. However, Miwako didn't step over me and act arbitrarily by herself. She always regarded me as an intermediary and hoped that any work would be conveyed to her by me.Now people from other companies give me three points, and the reason is nothing more than because I hold the trump card of Kamibayashi Miwako in my hand. 'Why do you want to see her? ' I asked Hotaka.I'm interested in her, why not introduce her?he answered.I can't think of a reason to insist on rejecting him, but I just have a very ominous premonition. Probably Hotaka didn't mean to take her as his own at the beginning, he might just want to use her in his film work.In any case, he wants to save a little bit of the situation through the movie, which even I know. However, things are going in a direction I didn't expect.The first time I felt this was a phone call from Miwako.She told me that Hotaka invited her to dinner, and she was hesitating whether to go or not.I could tell from her tone that she really wanted to go.This made me feel anxious. I contacted Hodaka Makoto and questioned him, what is his plan?He seemed to have guessed that I would do this, and he didn't look surprised at all. "I should have told you that I will come forward to tell her about work matters." When I said that, his answer was as crisp as it was pre-thought. "It's not about work. Personally, I want to meet her alone." "What does it mean?" "It's nothing special. I want to have a meal with her, that's all." "Hello!" I tried my best to calm down my inner thoughts, and asked, "Maybe my brain is not working well, please bear with me when I misunderstood what you said. What you said just now sounds to me that you are interested in this woman, Shenlin Meihezi Woolen cloth." "You're not mistaken, that's what it is," he said. "I'm interested in her, as a woman." "You can say that kind of thing calmly." "Then let me ask you, what should I do if I fall in love with another woman besides you? Should I still bear it to my heart's content? We are not married. " And we're not married—the words stuck in my heart. "do you like her?" "At least have a good impression." "She's one of the writers I'm in charge of!" "It was an accident, wasn't it?" "That is to say," I swallowed, "you dumped me?" "I don't know how far my feelings for this woman, Shenbayashi Miwako, will develop in the future. But if I have to break up with you after having a meal with her, that's the only way to do it." "I see." The conversation above has put an end to our relationship that has lasted for nearly three years.Hotaka must have planned to do this when he asked Miwako.He expected that I would neither cry nor complain.Knowing he expected my reaction, there was nothing I could do. He also had another wishful thinking in mind, that is, I would never reveal our relationship to Miwako.Not only can't speak, but he can't do anything that hinders him from getting close to Miwako. As he expected, I didn't tell Miwako anything.She asked me a few times, "What kind of person is Hodaka?" I never said the truth: "I only interacted with him at work, so I don't know much about it."——So prevarication. Of course, the lack of self-esteem was one factor, but there was another reason why I didn't want to hinder Kabayashi Miwako from interacting with other men. The reason for this is the god Lin Guihong. When I first met them, I felt that the nature of the man's love for Miwako was different from that of an older brother towards his younger sister.In fact, when Miwako mentioned him before, it always gave me a very strange feeling, and now I finally know the reason.That said, I surmised that she herself had a curious affection for her own brother.And this guess has not changed until now.I think her unique sensibility and expressiveness are likely to come from this. For such a Miwako, it is necessary to be interested in men other than her brother.Because in that case, she will definitely develop a new outlook on life, but it will not become mediocre and affect the display of her talents.Her talent is not so vulnerable.Taking a step back, even if she did, there was nothing she could do.It is a sacrifice that must be made in order to obtain something more precious.An editor can't interfere with the transformation of her life on the grounds that the book cannot be sold. I like Miwako very much, and I have always hoped that she will be happy. Therefore-- How honest Hodaka Makoto can be with me in the future is a very important question for me.The sacrifice I made for him and Miwako was too great.If he just used me, I will never forgive him. Hotaka's house appeared in front of me, and I secretly touched my lower abdomen, feeling a little pain there. "Please stop here." I said to the driver. It was completely dark around, but the door light of Hotaka's house was off.His Mercedes-Benz was parked in front of the door, but there was no one in the car. In the mailbox next to the door, the review board was still inserted as before, and Hotaka seemed to have no time to take it out now.I was about to press the button of the doorbell when I quickly withdrew my hand.For him, if it is not convenient for him to receive him, I will just be turned away. I pushed the door lightly and it opened silently.Without making a sound of footsteps, I walked up the stairs of the gate and walked around to the courtyard. The courtyard was dark because the surrounding walls were so high that street lights could not come in.But there was a glimmer of light coming from the living room. I walked while paying attention to the sound of my footsteps.The curtain was drawn on the glass door, revealing a slight gap through which the light came out.I put my face closer to the gap and saw the figure of Makoto Hotaka, who was putting sealing tape on a large cardboard box.This box was supposed to hold a washing machine.According to Miwako, they bought some new electrical appliances before they started their newly married life, and the washing machine was one of them. However, at this moment in time, it is very strange to think about boxing.And what was shown on Hodaka's face was not the kind of calm expression at all, but a serious expression that had not been seen for a long time.I got as close as I could to the narrow gap to see what was going on inside, but nothing else stood out. The sound of parking was heard from the door, and it seemed that someone walked up the stairs in the entrance, opened the door and entered the house.But Hodaka in the living room didn't look surprised, so he should know who it was. As expected, the person who appeared in the living room after a while was none other than Suruga Naoyuki.Hodaka's expression was more serious. It is reasonable to say that he is far away from me, but I can guess that his eyes must be bloodshot at this time. After the two of them had talked, they suddenly turned their faces towards me.And Hotaka strode towards here even more. Thinking I had been spotted, I hurried towards the opposite direction of the gate, and hid myself in the shadow of the house.Then voices came from the opened glass door. "Is it the only way to get out from here?" It was Hodaka's voice. "It seems that's the only way." Suruga said. "Then move, is the car parked at the door?" "Well, the bottom of this box won't fall off, will it?" "should be no problem." After a while, I took a peek again and found that the two men were walking out of the living room holding the corrugated box just now.Suruga was at the front and Hotaka was at the back. "I didn't expect it to be so light, and such a person can carry it." "Then you can move it alone." Suruga's tone was obviously angry. The glass door is open, so the two of them will definitely be back.So I decided to stay put for the time being. Sure enough, it didn't take long for Hotaka to turn back, and I quickly retracted my head.He walked into the living room from the courtyard, and there was the sound of the glass door closing.Peeking out of the shadows to confirm that the curtains are drawn, I went back to the entrance. There was a van parked in front of the house, and Suruga sat in the driver's seat.The box that was shipped out just now should be placed on the cargo platform of this car. Only the entrance door opened, followed by the sound of locking the door.Hotaka walked down the steps. "Where's the property manager?" Hodaka asked. "Usually I'm not here, it can't be such a coincidence that I just happened to be here today." "You said your room is on the third floor, is it near the elevator?" "It's right next to the elevator." "Great!" Hotaka also got into his Mercedes.After he got into the car, the van also started the engine, and took a step first, and Mercedes-Benz followed after a while. I came from the yard to the door and went down the steps.The taillights of the two cars were already out of sight. After thinking about it, I took out my notebook.Turning to the address page, I searched for the name of Suruga Naoyuki.Hearing the conversation between the two just now, I always feel that the place they are going to next should be Suruga's residence. The apartment Suruga lives in is in the Nerima area, but what makes me a little confused is that his room number is 503, and just now Hotaka said "the room is on the third floor". But it was useless to think about it, so I had to walk to the street where it was easy to stop cars.After telling the driver the address, I got off at the intersection of Mebai Road, "The library is over there," the driver said to me. As I walked, I paid attention to the address plate marked on the telephone pole, and finally saw a Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road, which looked very familiar to me. It was Hodaka's car. I looked around and found an apartment that seemed to be Suruga's residence.The building was five or six stories high, and looked comfortable and clean. Walking to the main entrance of the building, I saw the van parked at the entrance, and the cargo bay at the back was open, but the two people were nowhere to be seen. I looked at the entrance and found that the door that seemed to be automatically locked was open. Just thinking: Maybe I can go in now, and the door of the elevator in the building opened suddenly. The moment I realized that the two above were Hotaka and Suruga, I hurried away.There happened to be a car parked on the road, so I hid behind it. Those two people came out of the building pretending they didn't know each other, Hotaka left quickly, while Suruga walked to the cargo platform of the van, with a folded cardboard box in his hand, he put it on the cargo platform Shut up and close the rear door. After the van started, I got out after turning the corner of the building and stood in front of the apartment door to peek.The self-locking door remained open. I made up my mind and walked in, got on the elevator, and pressed the "3" button without hesitation. After getting off the elevator, there is a family in front of you, and there is no name tag on it.There was a doorbell next to it, so I pressed it.I was still thinking about what to say if someone really opened the door.Should I ask 'Do you know Hotaka or Suruga'? But this kind of thinking is purely futile, and there is no reaction in it.I looked through the crack of the door, but didn't see the metal plate that should be seen after locking. Despite some hesitation, I still held the doorknob and turned it, and the door opened. The first thing that caught my eye was the white sandals placed randomly on the shoe rack.Then I moved my eyes slowly, and there was a three-stacked kitchen at the entrance, and the room was on top of the kitchen. In that room, someone fell to the ground. That person was wearing a white dress, and I had the impression that it was that ghostly woman who appeared in the Hodaka family's courtyard during the day. I took off my shoes and approached slowly with trepidation.In fact, I already had a certain premonition in my heart, which was faintly produced when I saw him packing boxes at Hodaka's house.However, because the premonition was too ominous, sick and unbelievable, I didn't want to think about it any more. Standing in the kitchen with a wood-grain cushioned floor, I looked down at the woman lying on the floor in the back room, her pale profile lifeless. I clutched my chest, trying to adjust my breathing.It may be because the heart is beating too fast or you are nervous, and you feel as if something is rushing up from your stomach.Nevertheless, "This kind of opportunity is unique, and it's okay to witness it with your own eyes", this kind of editor's unique thoughts suddenly came to mind. Inside is a bungalow of about six stacks.Although there is a small built-in closet, it seems that there is no room for it. There is another boutique hanger in front of the closet, which is also full of clothes.On the other wall are a dresser and bookshelves. There was a glass coffee table next to the lying woman, and the things on it aroused my interest, so I walked there. There was an open piece of paper on it. It was a leaflet clipped in a newspaper. A few lines of words were written on the back with a ballpoint pen. The content was as follows: "I can only use this form to convey my heart. I am waiting for you in heaven. I'm sure you'll be here soon too, Please engrave my face deeply in your heart. quasi" This is obviously a suicide note, and there is no doubt that the "you" above refers to Hodaka. Next to the suicide note, there is a small bottle, which I have seen too.It was the medicine bottle that Hotaka often used to hold rhinitis medicine capsules. Beside the bottle was a glass bottle of white powder, labeled a vitamin, but the powder was clearly not a vitamin.This product is supposed to come in red flakes. I suddenly understood something, opened the rhinitis medicine bottle, and poured the capsules into the palm of my hand.There are eight of them, but upon closer inspection, each can be broken in half.And the white powder sticking to it is faintly visible. Could it be that-- Does she want to replace the original powder in the capsule with this white powder? At that moment, someone outside seemed to get off the elevator, and my sixth sense told me that Hotaka or Suruga had returned. In my fuss, I took out one capsule and stuffed it into my coat pocket, and put the rest back in the bottle.Then, I hid behind a boutique hanger.I've been hiding today. At the same time as I bent down, the door was opened, and then there were footsteps.I peered through the hanging clothes.I saw Suruga standing there with a tired face, and when he was about to turn his gaze to this side, I couldn't help lowering my head even lower. After a while, I heard a sob.Junko ~ Junko~, the voice was still whispering, it didn't sound like Naoyuki Suruga's at all, it was thin and weak.It was like a child crying in the dark. Then there was a slight sound of the bottle cap being opened in the ears. I wanted to look up again to see what was going on, but the hat hanging above fell to the ground with a thud, and Suruga's crying stopped abruptly. There was a suffocating silence, and I could imagine that his red phoenix eyes were looking this way. "I'm sorry." I said, standing up. Suruga Naoyuki's eyes widened, and I could see the marks on his face wet with tears.Kneeling on the ground with two legs, the right hand rests on the woman's shoulder, and wears gloves. "Ms. Xue... Sasa...?" He was stunned for a long time before he could speak, "Why... are you here?" "Sorry, I followed you." "When does it begin?" "I've been following Hotaka because he looked suspicious, so I went to his house. Then I saw the two of you carrying a big box..." I'm really sorry, I whispered again. "So that's how it is." Suruga's whole body went limp all of a sudden, and his gaze shifted to the woman lying on the ground, "This woman is dead." "Looks like he died at his... in Hodaka's house?" "Killed himself in the courtyard. Called me just before he died." "Oh~, that's when..." "You should have guessed it, this woman used to date Hotaka." Suruga rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, as if trying to wipe away the tears. "Because I was shocked knowing that he was going to get married, I committed suicide." "It's so pitiful, for this kind of man." "That's right!" Suruga sighed loudly and scratched his head. "It's not worth dying for that kind of man." Do you like this woman - I really wanted to ask, but of course I didn't say it. "Then why are the remains brought here?" "It was Hogaka's instruction. He thought that if a festive wedding was to be held tomorrow, if others found out that someone died in his own courtyard, the consequences would be disastrous." "So that's the case, then when are you going to call the police?" "Not going to call the police." "what?" "It's the same if you don't call the police. Wait for the body to be found by others. As Hodaka, he hopes to draw a clear line with Toshiko. Since there is no connection, of course he doesn't want to be found out that she died in his own home." Jun He's cheeks twisted in pain, "He doesn't want his wedding trip to be disturbed by the police." "Ah." My heart was gradually shrouded in dark clouds.At this moment, two selves coexist: the self who is calm in the face of this extraordinary situation, and the self who becomes more and more confused as the situation develops. "Miss Zhunzi... is that her name?" I said while looking at the suicide note. "Namioka Junko, the waves of the waves, the hills of Okayama." Suruga said stiffly. "The police will investigate Zhunzi's motive for suicide. Her relationship with Suigao will be found out sooner or later." "It's hard to say, maybe it will." "When the time comes, we won't be able to hide it. What other plans does he have?" When I asked, Suruga Naoyuki burst out laughing.I looked at his face in surprise, is this man insane?But upon closer inspection, the smile was forced. "He's going to make it my fault." "Huh? What do you mean?" "I was the one who was dating Zhunzi, and he wanted to make things like this. Then, I got tired of playing with her, so I dumped her. She was stimulated by it, and she committed suicide for love - that's it." "Uh..." This was expected a long time ago, I just sighed. "This suicide note was left by her side. There is no signature on it, right?" "yes." "Actually, it was originally written. At the top, it said 'To Mr. Makoto Hodaka', but Hodaka cut it off with a utility knife." "Heh." I couldn't help shaking my head, "Are you going to let him manipulate you like this?" "I do not want." "But you're still going to obey him?" "If I didn't want to obey him, I wouldn't have moved the body here." "……makes sense." "I want you to promise me one thing." Suruga said while looking at me. "What's up?" "I hope you will forget about our conversation just now when you leave this building." I smiled lightly. "It doesn't make sense for me to tell the police." "Can you guarantee it?" Suruga looked me straight in the eyes. I nodded lightly, not to keep this man's loyalty, of course, but to hold a trump card in my hand. "Then get out of here quickly, it will be bad if you bump into someone if you dawdle." Suruga stood up. "Let me ask another question. How long have Junko and Hotaka been dating? How far has the relationship developed?" "I can't remember the time, it must have been more than a year, and we were still dating until a few days ago. Anyway, she still believes that she is Hodaka's lover. To what extent the relationship has reached, she has already considered getting married. Yes, even pregnant with a child." "Hey……" "Of course it was destroyed later." Said Suruga and nodded. The dark cloud over my heart began to spread.Pregnancy - I touched my lower abdomen with my hand, and that kind of heart-wrenching pain, has this woman also experienced it? Shortly after breaking up with Hotaka, I learned that I was pregnant, but I didn't tell him.Using pregnancy as a weapon will not win back his heart, and I know he is not a man who will change his mind just because of this. However, while I was suffering this, the man had another woman besides Miwako, and made her pregnant.Well, I'm just one of those women who gets pregnant when he has no intention of marrying. "Hey, let's go!" Suruga grabbed my arm. "The cause of her death was..." "It should have committed suicide by taking poison." "Did you take those white powders?" I looked back at the table. "Very likely." "The one next to it is the same medicine that Hodaka is taking, but the capsule doesn't seem to be rhinitis medicine." Hearing what I said, Suruga gasped. "you saw it?" "Just saw it." "Ah~" He picked up the medicine bottle containing the capsules, "It's in the paper bag she's holding in her hand." "Why would she make something like that?" "Of course it's for..." At this point Suruga couldn't continue. I continued on his behalf: "Let Hodaka eat it, right? Replace those rhinitis medicines at home." "It shouldn't be wrong." "But it went wrong, so I can only die by myself." "If she really has that plan," Suruga said to himself, "I can obviously create a chance for her to change it secretly." I watched his expression, "Are you serious?" "What do you say?" "I don't know." I shrugged. "Let's go, it's dangerous to stay for a long time." Suruga looked at his watch and pushed my back. He was there watching as I put on my shoes. "No wonder, these are your shoes." Suruga said, "She doesn't have Ferragamo shoes." He really knows Namioka Junko, I sigh. "You haven't touched anything, have you?" "Ok?" "It will be troublesome if you leave fingerprints." "Yeah." I nodded, "The handle of the door seems to be..." "Well, that's the way to go, if it's unnatural." He wiped the doorknob with his gloved hand. "And the medicine bottle just now." "Really bad." After Suruga wiped the bottle of rhinitis medicine capsules, he asked Junko Namioka who was lying on the ground to hold it, and finally put it back on the table. "By the way, this must be taken away too." He unplugged the wire plugged into the wall socket next to it, which was used for mobile phone chargers. "What happened to the phone charger?" "Take this opportunity to recycle?" "That's right, and if this phone is found by the police and the communication records are checked, then the phone call she made to me during the day will be revealed, and things will be a lot more troublesome." "You really thought of everything." "No way." After leaving the room and closing the door, Suruga went straight to the elevator. "Is it okay if the door is unlocked?" I asked him. "If the lock is locked, then what to do with the key will become a problem. Isn't it natural that the key is not in the room?" Suruga twisted his mouth, "Hodaka doesn't have a spare key here, it seems that he has never even been here. .It's almost like you expected something like this to happen today." In the elevator, Suruga took off his gloves, looking at his profile, I recalled the medicine bottle containing the capsules he touched just now. The number of capsules in the bottle is six if I remember correctly. I quietly fumbled in my coat pocket and came across the capsule.