Chapter 14 Futaba Chapter Seven

The phone in the hotel room was ringing ridiculously, and I was sprawled out on the bed, eating lemons as usual, watching TV, which was playing a children's cartoon in the evening. I stretched my arms and grabbed the microphone, "Hello?" "It's me." Wakisaka Kosuke's voice came from the microphone, "Although it's a bit early, do you want to come out for dinner? I finally got the information." "OK, got it." I climbed out of bed and put on my jeans.Ordered room service today, and I stayed in bed after brunch, feeling tired even after a well-rested body.

We stayed in a business hotel about ten minutes on foot from Sapporo Station. The building was old and gloomy, and the waiter was a lazy middle-aged man. It was a hotel that confirmed the recession.I asked Kosuke Wakisaka to find a more decent hotel, but was rejected on the spot. Here's what he said: "I don't know how many nights I have to stay in the future. I don't know what to do, not to mention that it is the summer vacation, and the hotels for tourists are full." I changed my clothes and walked out of the room, knocked on the door diagonally opposite, and Wakisaka Kosuke came out in response. I saw that he had a fax in his hand, and he said it was from the company.

There is a crab restaurant next to the hotel. I wanted to eat it last night, but Kosuke Wakisaka ruthlessly refused. "Although we are in Hokkaido now, there is no need to eat that kind of frozen crab, right? Let's find a restaurant suitable for sitting down and discussing things." As a result, we came to a curry restaurant. The name of the restaurant is very poor, it is called "Clock Tower". "About Junsaku Ihara," he said boldly while eating a large plate of chicken curry rice, "I asked my friend from the newspaper office to help me investigate his recent movements, and found a very interesting piece of information. It is said that this For two months, a piece of news has been circulating among journalists on the political front—Ihara is sick."

"Get ill?……" "So when I think about it, it is true that he seems to be in poor health recently, and has rarely participated in public activities." "He's an old man after all." I ate my shrimp curry rice. "It's not just Shunsaku Ihara. I think all politicians are unhealthy. It's strange for a politician who is still energetic in his seventies or eighties." "It is indeed common for politicians to have minor illnesses, but I heard that he was seriously ill this time, and he will not recover after lying down for a few days." I just stopped holding the spoon in the air, looked at Kosuke Wakisaka and said, "Cancer?"

"Maybe." He finished the curry rice in twos and twos, took a sip of water, looked around and said in a low voice: "If this is a life-threatening serious illness, it will be a big deal, and the power structure will change completely. Once the Ibara sect loses their leader, they will be disintegrated immediately." "Is this a good thing for Japan? It is not normal for political manipulation to be in the hands of a single person." "The disintegration of the Ibara faction only makes the anti-Ibara faction rise. It is not bad for the people at all, but it is indeed a turning point."

"So if Junsaku Ihara is really seriously ill, he's not the one behind this incident?" I don't understand. "Regarding this point, there is another piece of information that is very intriguing. The Yiyuan family has had a general manager named Dao for generations. The Dao of Kangzhuang Dao should be the third generation now. The official title is probably chief secretary or something. This character has always been the one to deal with money or recruitment of talents, but recently this Dao has disappeared from the Ihara mansion, and he never left the master's side in the past, so it can be seen that his disappearance is not simple."

"So the mastermind this time is that Dao?" "I also guessed it was him, and the reason for his attack should be related to Ihara Shunze's condition, so Beidou Medical University was involved." "What does that have to do with me?" "I don't understand this, why are they trying to get you... no, your body?" Wakisaka Kosuke folded his thick arms on his chest and pondered, when the waitress passed by, and he ordered two cups of coffee. After finishing our coffee, we walked out of the restaurant.It's almost August, and the air is still very cool, as expected of Hokkaido.

When I got back to the hotel room, I called back to my residence in Shakujii Park, but no one answered, so I called Feng’s house again, the ring rang twice and a half, and he answered. "Hi, Mochizuki's family." "Hello, it's me." "Futaba? Is it Futaba?" Afeng looked very excited, "Where are you now?" His voice was so loud that my eardrums hurt. "I'm in Sapporo." "Sapporo? Why? Why did you suddenly disappear?" "Something happened, I'll tell you slowly when I go back. How about you? Are you all right?"

"What a big deal." Ah Feng raised his voice and yelled, "It's terrible, a girl who looks like you came to your house yesterday, and that girl is investigating her background just like you. She has a lot of connections with you." common ground..." "Wait a minute, STOP! STOP!" I quickly interrupted him, "Calm down and speak slowly, who went to my house?" "Didn't I say it? A girl who looks a lot like you." "Like me?" "...Are you kidding me?" "Who's kidding you!" he yelled rudely, "Really! Futaba, did your aunt tell you that you have a twin sister?"

"Of course not." I held the microphone and couldn't think about it for a while.Someone who looks like me?Who?how is this possible? "She said her name was Shijia Juzi, and it is said that her father also studied at Beidou Medical University." "The family..." My heart beat violently. Fujimura also mentioned the family name, but why does the family's daughter look so similar to me?All kinds of imaginations were circling in my mind and it became more and more chaotic, but I couldn't figure it out at all. "You said that girl is also investigating her life experience?"

"Well, she found you during the investigation, so she came here to see you. I told her that you would notify her as soon as I got in touch, Futaba, or do you want to call her yourself?" "Well, no, let me stop fighting." "Then let her call you. What's your phone number?" "Okay, uh, 〇11..." I looked at the note beside me and read the hotel phone number printed on it. "Futaba, what's going on?" Afeng asked me after copying the phone number. "You ask me who I ask, I am also at a loss, why does a girl who looks like me suddenly appear?" "It's not just that they look alike," A Feng emphasized, "It's not a matter of resemblance at all, Futaba, she is you, she is your clone!" My clone? This sentence has no sense of reality in my ears, like throwing a stone into a dry well, but it can't arouse the slightest echo in my heart. "There's another odd thing." A Feng said that a man who claimed to be a criminal policeman appeared at my door last night and asked him about my whereabouts, and that guy was probably a fake criminal policeman.Indeed, there must be something wrong with how the criminal police in Tokyo knew the hotel where I was staying in Asahikawa and also knew that I had checked out. "Futaba, do you want to come back first? I always feel that you are not safe there, not to mention that girl who looks like you is also in Tokyo, why don't you come back and meet her first?" "Thank you for your concern, but I can't go back now. The root of this whole thing is in Hokkaido." "That's what I said...but I'm worried about you." "Thank you for your concern." I thanked again, "I will go back when the matter is resolved." "Be sure to come back safely." "OK Bye Bye." "Ok." "Ah, wait a minute." Before hanging up the phone, I asked again: "Does she really look exactly like me?" "It's just a copy of you." A Feng said. After I hung up the phone, my mind was still in a mess. After thinking for a long time, I could only sort out one conclusion—it seemed that something terrible was brewing in a place I couldn't see. I dialed the phone number in Wakisaka Kosuke's room to tell him about it, but it rang a few times and he didn't answer. I thought he might have just hung up the phone while he was taking a shower. Unexpectedly, the phone rang loudly as soon as he put down the receiver. "Hey?" "Hello, this is the counter." A man's voice came from the microphone: "Your companion left a note for you at the counter. Is it convenient to deliver it now?" "My companion?" Why did Wakisaka Kosuke pass the note through the waiter? I said "Okay", and the other party said "Then I will send it there for you now", and the phone hung up. "What are you doing?" I couldn't help muttering, and called again to Kosuke Wakisaka's room, but no one answered, so did he go out? Someone knocked on the door, and I responded, and the person outside said, "I'll send you a note." So I unlocked the door and opened the door slightly. The next moment, the door was knocked open by a huge force, and I was almost caught between the door and the wall.The person who rushed into the room was not a waiter, but a man in a black suit. I suddenly smelled a strong scent of citrus cosmetics. Behind the man was an accomplice who was dressed similarly to him. I was trying to see their faces clearly when something hit my mouth. I took a deep breath and wanted to yell, but the strength in my whole body disappeared instantly, as if my head had been turned off. Fragmented and dazzling luminous objects flew in front of my eyes, and I felt tinnitus, chills and dizziness. Suddenly there was a strong smell, and I couldn't help trembling all over.My eyelids were so heavy, I slowly opened my eyes, the pungent smell hit my nose again, I wrinkled my face and shook my head. The field of vision is getting wider and wider, and the surrounding light is dim. I am lying on my back, no, strictly speaking, I am not lying down. Although my feet are straight, my upper body seems to be leaning on something. "You finally woke up." I heard the voice, and there was a black shadow in front of my eyes. The scene became clearer and clearer, and a man's face appeared.It's Kosuke Wakisaka. I was about to speak, when a severe headache and nausea came over me suddenly, and I couldn't help moaning. "Are you okay?" He seemed worried. "Hmm... um..." There was a throbbing pain deep in my head, I closed my eyes and pressed the center of my eyebrows, and opened my eyes again to see that I was in Kosuke Wakisaka's car.What is the style of this car? There was a pungent stench in the air, and I couldn't help but poke my nose. "This is ammonia. I bought it at the pharmacy." Kosuke Wakisaka held up a small bottle and showed it in front of my eyes. "By the way, drink this." He opened the can of coffee and handed it over. I took a sip of coffee and waited for the headache to subside, but the uncomfortable feeling didn't go away at all. "What's wrong with me?" "You were almost kidnapped." "Kidnapping? Ah, yes, it seems that something is stuck in my mouth..." "Probably so." "And then I... passed out?" "It seems to be. It's really dangerous. If I come back a few minutes later, you will have been taken away by them." "Where did you go?" "I went to the hotel parking lot. The counter called and said my car had been vandalized, and asked me to take a look, but when I got to the parking lot, there was no one there, and the car was fine. I felt inexplicable and ran back to the counter to ask, the person at the counter He also said that they didn't make that phone call. At this time, I was shocked and called your room quickly, but no one answered. I went around to the back door of the hotel to check, and sure enough, as I expected, two men were about to lift you up. boarding." "So you snatched me back?" He smiled wryly with some embarrassment and said: "If you think that I will give them a hard lesson like that, then you are too overestimating me. What they are afraid of is not my fighting skills but my loud voice. When there are more people watching the excitement, they dare not be blatant He is brutal." Although he said so, I think he has scratches on his forehead, and he must have been through a fight. "I also received a call from the counter, and I felt weird at the time." I explained how I was almost kidnapped. Wakisaka Kosuke nodded, "That call was also a lie." "Speaking of which, why were our whereabouts discovered?" "I am also puzzled by this point, but if you really want to check, maybe it is not difficult to find it, just call and ask each hotel." "But it's not my real name that I left at the hotel." "At this time, there are not many guests who stay here temporarily without making an appointment. As long as we focus on young women, there must be a way to find them. It seems that we can't stay in hotels casually." I drank the rest of the coffee in one gulp, and my headache seemed to ease a little, but my body was still light. This was the first time in my life that I lost consciousness. The arm that pinched my mouth comes to mind, and that strong scent... "what……!" "What's wrong?" "Hair conditioner! Use chloroform to rub the hair conditioner on my unconscious man. It's the citrus-scented one. And, that, the police said that the car that killed my mother also had that scent. That's that guy! He killed my mother!" The more I said, the more excited I got, I rolled up and shouted, "Ah, damn it! It's a great opportunity, I should take revenge!" "Calm down." Kosuke Wakisaka grabbed my shoulders and kept shaking, "There are men applying hair lotion everywhere, and even if that guy is really a murderer, he's just following orders. What's the use of catching him behind the scenes?" "I know that too, but..." "We will see that man again, and he will definitely come to the door again." I gritted my teeth in anger, held the coffee can tightly, and kept imagining unrealistically in my mind the picture of arresting the man and forcing him to ask who was behind the scenes. Inadvertently, I came back to my senses and looked around. The car seemed to be parked in a forest. "Where is this place?" I asked. "Near Yuanshan Park. It's too dangerous to stay in the hotel. I've already checked out. Let's spend the night here tonight." He said as he grabbed the dirty blanket. "Hey, why didn't we call the police? I was almost kidnapped. It's obviously a crime, right?" "If you want to do this, I won't stop you, but I advise you to give up the idea." "why?" "Because calling the police can't solve any problems, and we have no evidence to prove that the two men who kidnapped you are related to Beidou Medical University or Ibara Shunji, so calling the police will limit our own actions." "That's right..." My mother's case has made me fully understand how unreliable the police are. "The focus now is what should we do next. At present, the only chip we have at hand is you, the trump card." Kosuke Wakisaka sat cross-legged on the flat seat and pondered. "By the way, I almost forgot one important thing." "what?" "A copy of me," I said, "I heard there is a copy of me."