Chapter 37 Section 3

Zhe Lang spent his first and second year covering football and rugby.Except for seeing young girls in kimonos on the court, he completely forgot about Chinese New Year. In the third year of junior high school, there was an American football championship game between social people and college students, so Zhe Lang went to the Tokyo Dome.However, this is not an interview job. When leaving Suidobashi Station, the mobile phone rang, and Zhe Lang had a bad feeling. The call was from Subei.The two greeted each other a happy new year formally, but Zhe Lang felt a trace of uneasiness in his voice.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhelan asked. "Oh, I actually called because of Nakao's business." "Nakao?" A pale and thin face appeared in Zhe Lang's mind. "What happened to him?" "I'm not sure about that. Let me ask you, has that guy's phone number changed?" "Huh? What do you mean?" "I tried to call him just now, but I couldn't get through. There was a strange voice message in my ear, saying that the number you dialed is currently suspended..." "No way? Could it be that you made a wrong call?"

"How is that possible. His phone is registered on the speed dial of my home phone. I used to call that number to contact him. So I tried to call his mobile phone, but the mobile phone couldn't get through. It's really worrying. I don't know. What's up with him." If this is the truth, Sugai is right to be worried.Zhe Lang also gradually felt uneasy. "I see, let me inquire." After hanging up the phone, Zhe Lang immediately called Nakao's house.Sure enough, as Xu Bei said, only a voice message came from his ear, and no new number was reported. Zhe Lang then tried to call Nakao's mobile phone, and the phone switched to voicemail.However, Zhe Lang kept his eyes open and asked Nakao to contact him.

It's weird... Zhe Lang remembered the time when he went to Nakao's house a while ago, the empty house was deserted.He said he was going to get a divorce.He also said that he would move out sooner or later.Is his plan ahead of schedule?Even so, why didn't he tell everyone? The rice cup competition is about to begin.Zhe Lang walked towards the arena under the crowd.There are many couples and groups of young people along the way, and everyone seems to be immersed in the joyous atmosphere of the Chinese New Year. Zhe Lang took out the ticket at the entrance and was about to enter, but before he handed the ticket to the staff, he saw a family in front of him.The two people who look like parents are holding a little girl each, and the two little girls don't seem to be in elementary school yet.

Two daughters, so they can't be rugby players—the voice of Nakao rang in Zhe Lang's ear. He turned and started walking towards the station. The exterior walls covered with white tiles are still shining like when they came here before.However, the curtains were all drawn and the door was unadorned.From this point of view, this family did not welcome the New Year with joy. Zhe Lang tried to ring the intercom, but there was no answer from the horn.He tried calling again, but the same voice message still came from his ear.The phone in the house didn't seem to ring.In other words, if Zhongweijia's indoor telephone contract has been terminated, it has been moved to another place.

He stood still, and a woman came out from the entrance next door.She looked to be in her mid-fifties, dressed in angora, and seemed to be picking up the mail.He remembered that the postman would deliver New Year's cards to every household today. Zhe Lang hurried to the front of the house next door, and said to her aloud, "Sorry to bother you." She put one hand on the door and turned around with a surprised expression. "I came to visit Gaocheng's family next door, but they don't seem to be at home. Did you hear where they went again?" "Gaocheng's house next door..." She covered her mouth with her hands, and slowly returned to the gate, lowering her voice and saying, "Maybe they aren't here." Can't this matter be publicized?

"Did they travel somewhere?" "No, it's not a trip." She showed a thoughtful expression for a moment, and then replied, "It should be to Mrs. Gaocheng's natal home. After all, it is the Chinese New Year period." Zhe Lang intuitively thought she was playing dumb.Even if the two families are not very close, it is impossible for her to be completely unaware of the abnormal situation in the next-door neighbor. "Maybe Mrs. Gao Cheng and their two daughters have returned to their natal family, but Mr. Gao Cheng is still living here recently, isn't he? I visited him last month."

The housewife seemed shaken, the corners of her brightly lipsticked mouth twisted slightly. "I don't know... I don't know anything about other people's affairs." She waved her hand and quickly disappeared behind the door. Zhe Lang took a deep breath, returned to the door of Nakao's house, looked around quickly, and after making sure that no one else saw him, he opened the door and stepped in. Instead of going up the stairs leading to the entrance, he walked around the courtyard.The lawn that covered the courtyard was pale brown, overgrown with weeds, and sorrel clustered around the walls of the house.The house seems to have not been tidied up for a long time.

The living room that Nakao took Zhelang to before also closed the curtains.Even so, he noticed that the curtains were slightly open, and brought his face closer to the window. Zhe Lang wanted to confirm the situation inside the house, but the range he could see was very small, only the wide-screen TV could be seen from the front, and he couldn't find any clues to know what happened in Nakao. After staring, he found a video recorder under the wide-screen TV.The reason why he didn't recognize it as a video recorder immediately was because the words on the display panel disappeared.In other words, the power of the video recorder is turned off.This is usually only done when you are away from home for a long time.

Zhe Lang pressed his face against the glass, wanting to observe the room more carefully.At this time, someone suddenly said to him: "Who are you?" He gasped.Looking in the direction of the voice, there was a petite woman with short hair standing.She holds a rope in her hand, and the end of the rope is tied around the neck of a dog, a size larger than a Shiba Inu.The dog stared straight at Zhe Lang, exuding an aura that would pounce on him at any moment. Zhe Lang vaguely remembered her face, he had seen her at Nakao's wedding banquet.He didn't expect her to remember him, though.After all, there were more than two hundred guests at the wedding banquet, and the players from the American football club were a particularly inconspicuous group of guests.

"Long time no see, are you Nakao's wife?" As soon as Zhe Lang took a step forward, she immediately took a step back.Her eyes were full of more wariness than the dog beside her. "Who are you? Let me warn you first, this dog is expertly trained. As soon as I let go of the rope, he will jump on you." Zhe Lang didn't know whether her words were true or not, but the posture of the dog slowly raising its buttocks was full of strength, and it didn't seem like it was bluffing. Zhe Lang raised his hands. "Wait a minute, please. Nishiwaki, I'm Nishiwaki, and I'm a friend from Nakao's university days." "Nishi Waki...Mr." After repeating it in her mouth, she looked at him in surprise. "From Imperial University?" "Yes, I also attended your wedding banquet." She seemed to recall it.As soon as she let go of the rope, the dog sat down too. "What a strong dog, what breed is it?" "Hokkaido dog." "Hokkaido?" Zhe Lang had never heard of this kind of dog, and nodded vaguely. "What's the matter with you?" Nakao's wife asked him.The reason why she used the questioning tone was of course because Zhe Lang felt displeased when he entered the courtyard without authorization. "I'm very sorry for trespassing." Zhe Lang bowed his head and apologized first. "Because I'm worried about Nakao, so..." "How do you say that?" "One of the golf friends at Teito University is Xu Bei. He said that he couldn't find Nakao after calling several times, so he contacted me. I couldn't get through to Nakao's cell phone. I wondered if something happened to him. , that’s why I ran to the mansion.” When Zhe Lang was halfway through speaking, she lowered her gaze, as if she understood what was going on. Her chest rose and fell as if to adjust her breathing, and then she raised her head. "He doesn't live here anymore." Zhe Lang thought, sure enough. "You mean, did he move out?" "yes." "In other words," Zhe Lang chose words carefully, but couldn't think of a euphemism. "Are you divorced?" Probably surprised by his knowledge, she widened her eyes. "I disturbed the house once last month. He was the only one there at the time. I heard that you might get a divorce." "That's it. If that's the case, I don't need to explain anything." She lowered her gaze again.What she meant probably was: Get out of my sight! "However, he didn't tell me the details of what happened. But he said he would tell me some other day." "In that case, please ask him another day. I have nothing to say..." She shook her head. "When did Nakao move out?" "Last week, I think. But I don't know the exact time. I told him he could leave me alone." It seems that Nakao's only son left without anyone seeing him off.Perhaps it would be less stressful for him. "Can you tell me where he went?" But she shook her head stiffly. "I have no idea." "Huh? But, can you contact him?" "I didn't ask him for his contact information, after all, I have nothing to contact him." "How could..." Zhe Lang forcibly swallowed the part of "people like this". "What if you have to contact him for something? It's like a child's business." "I said, there will be no such thing. We have already agreed that from now on the Gaocheng family has nothing to do with him. Uh, if you have nothing else, can I ask you to go back. I have a lot of things to do .” "Ah, sorry. So, let me ask one last question. When does he start work?" Hearing Zhe Lang's question, she pursed her lips tightly as if she was talking about pain, then took a deep breath, lowered her head and said, "He also quit his job." "Huh?" Zhe Lang half opened his mouth. "when?" "Actually, I don't know when he will be on the job. The resignation procedures should have been completed at the end of last year." "Is this, uh, because of the divorce?" Zhe Lang knew that he asked too much, but he had to ask. "This has nothing to do with you." She continued without cadence. "Please go back." If the entanglement continues, the watchdog seems to stand up again. "Sorry to bother you." After Zhe Lang finished speaking, he walked past her and walked out the door. There was a beige FIAT parked in front of the house, maybe it was Gao Cheng's spare car.The previous VOLVO was probably driven away by Nakao.When passing by the car, Zhe Lang peeked into the car as if nothing had happened.In the back seat, there are colorful pillows that feel handmade, designed in the shape of an American football. -------------------------------- Note: