Chapter 28 chapter 2

The next night, Zhe Lang went to Ginza alone to go to "Cat's Eye".Although he thought it was dangerous to do so, he couldn't think of any other way. In Togura's notepad, there is a phone number of Kali's house.Zhe Lang has called several times since yesterday, but no one answered. Before going to Ginza, he tried to go to her apartment in Sumiyoshi.Today's papers overlapped with yesterday's papers and were forced into the letterbox above the door.Just like yesterday, there was no response to pressing the bell. Zhe Lang hoped that she was not at home by chance.It would be a coincidence if Mizuki disappeared on Saturday and then Kari disappeared on Sunday.There should be some kind of correlation between the two.But in this way, the relationship between Meiyue and Xiangli will be different from what Zhelang had grasped before, and at the same time, the case will be completely changed.

Is Mizuki lying to us?Was what she said with serious eyes all nonsense? He opened the door of the shop with a cat pattern and entered the shop.It was only past eight o'clock, and besides Zhe Lang, there was only one table of guests, and there was no policeman Mochizuki. A female publicist whom he had seen approached and led him to a table.She remembers him too.With a flattering smile on her face, she said, "Nice to meet you." "Is she not there?" Zhe Lang wiped his hands with a towel while looking around the store. "she?" "The lady named Xiangli."

"Oh," the female publicist named Hiromi nodded. "Kari is off today. What a pity." "Does she have Monday off?" "No, it's not," Hiromi began to pour the wine. "She is busy with work during the day and needs to rest for a while. Come on, let's have a toast first." Zhe Lang toasted the woman and took a sip.The taste of the wine was very weak. "What do you do during the day?" "Me? I didn't do anything." "I mean Kari." "Oh, why are you asking about Xiangli?" "Of course, I've come to see her."

"It's a pity that the lady you're looking for isn't here." Hiromi pouted her cheeks dramatically.Of course she wasn't really jealous. "I don't know the details. I heard it's a general routine job." "It's transactional." It can't be a transactional job, because Xiangli didn't go home from yesterday to today. Zhe Lang looked at the pretty face of the female publicist, and thought: Even if there is something ulterior in Xiangli, they can't tell the guests. "Is Xiangli's real name?" "Yeah. I'm also using my real name. Recently, it seems that many ladies work under their real names."

Mama Sang, who was originally sitting at another table, came to Zhe Lang's table to say hello.The elegant dark green kimono suits her very well.Zhelang remembered that her name was Makiko Nosue. "I came to see Xiangli." He also said tentatively to her. "That's it. To be honest, she will take a break from today." She made a regretful and sorry expression from the bottom of her heart. "It seems so, can we contact her?" "We can get in touch, but I'm not sure now. She said she will go back to her hometown for a while." "Didn't she rest because of her work during the day?"

Zhe Lang intends to point out that the two statements contradict each other, but Mama-san doesn't even move her eyebrows. "Yes, her day job was introduced by someone from her hometown." "Where is her hometown?" "It seems to be... Ishikawa Prefecture. Is there anything urgent for you?" "It's not urgent, I just want to try to contact her." "Then, if I have a chance to talk to her next time, I will convey it to you. Are you Mr. Nishiwaki?" She really remembered his name. "Hmm. Did I give you my business card?" "Yes, I will ask Xiangli to call you." Mama Sang nodded slowly, but Zhe Lang didn't know how much to believe her.When the female publicist said, "I'm going to take a break," it meant resignation.It is impossible for Mom Sang to actively contact the female publicist who has resigned for him.

Zhe Lang got up after sitting for about an hour.The number of guests continued to increase during that hour. Hongmei and mother-san came out to watch Zhelang, but only mother-san entered the elevator together.Hiromi bowed at the other end of the door that was about to close. "Thank you very much for coming today." Mama-san said after pressing the button on the first floor. "Where, thank you for the hospitality." Zhe Lang added: "I'll leave the matter of Xiangli to you." He thought, anyway, she would probably respond formally.But Mama-san stared at the floor display board of the elevator and said: "The past is gone, everyone has a side that they don't want to know. I think it will not be good for Mr. Nishiwaki to investigate too deeply."

"Mom-san..." The elevator goes to the first floor.Mama Sang pressed the "Open" button of the elevator door and urged Zhe Lang: "Come, please." "What do you mean?" he asked at the door of the building. Makiko Nosue stared at him with an indescribably gentle light in her eyes. "Are you engaged in writing? Please be sure to write good works. When you feel a little tired, please come to 'Cat's Eye' again." She bowed her hair and raised her head respectfully, making people feel majestic. Zhelang felt an invisible door close. Zhe Lang went to Xiangli's apartment the next day and the day after tomorrow.However, she showed no sign of returning home.The newspapers in front of the gate were piled up like a mountain, that is to say, she hadn't contacted the newspaper delivery unit at all.

Zhe Lang decided to try to ask the neighbor next door.The person who came out to answer the door was a woman in her thirties who looked like a housewife.As soon as Zhe Lang said that he wanted to ask about Miss Saeki Kaori next door, the housewife immediately shook her head, saying that she had no relationship with Xiangli at all, and that she didn't even know who lived next door, let alone heard that the next door was going to move, even if she wanted to move , nor familiar enough to come to say hello.It seems that she noticed that Xiangli was engaged in a special industry, and thought it would be bad to have anything to do with her, so she took a vigilant attitude.

Mail also came out of the receiving port of the gate.Zhe Langming knew that doing so would violate personal privacy, so he took them home without authorization.But those were all advertising emails, and none of them had any reference value, or advice to remind Xiangli where to go. "I feel restless, like a harbinger of something bad is going to happen." This is what Risako felt when he finished hearing Zhelang's words.He felt the same way. "I have something to ask you." Zhe Lang said to Li Shazi, "I hope you will go to the District Office of Jiangdong District tomorrow."

"You want me to investigate Miss Xiangli?" "That's right." "It doesn't matter, but it's impossible for her to file a relocation application." "You just need to apply for a resident certificate. In this way, you should be able to know her previous address. Maybe there are her acquaintances there, and you still have contact with her now." But don't hold out too much hope, Zhe Lang put this Swallow the truth. "What about the place of residence?" "Of course, we need to ask the staff of the district office to note it. I think her place of household registration is probably not her hometown. If the situation requires it, let's go there and look for it." "Maoyan"'s mother Sang said that Xiangli might have returned to her hometown.Although Zhe Lang didn't believe this sentence, he still wanted to give it an extremely low possibility. What Makiko Nosue said before saying goodbye is still lingering in Zhe Lang's ears.Don't go deep into Yunyun, is it just a suggestion for customers who are nostalgic for the resigned female PR?Or does it have another meaning?However, Zhe Lang had no way of knowing the true meaning.If there is really a deep meaning, it is even more impossible for her to say anything more. "What are you going to do?" Risako asked him. "I'm going to check here. However, I don't think I can get any clues." After speaking, he showed Risako a piece of paper; the one he took from Nakao's hand had a note with Mizuki's hometown address and phone number written on it.