Chapter 17 Chapter 8 Evidence

There was a cry from a distance, and at first I couldn't hear what was said, but after a while the sound became clear.Mr. Tsuruga!Mr. Tsuruga!That's what the voice called. It was a woman's voice. From the edge of the pitch-black field of vision, light slowly began to appear.After the blurry images were brought into focus, they turned into a woman's face. Chongshi kept blinking his eyes, his head was drowsy, and strange images kept playing on his retina.He realized that he was leaning against the wall, and for a moment he didn't know where he was, and then he immediately remembered that this was Shinozaki Goro's room.

"Are you okay?" Naoi Masami asked worriedly, peeping from below. "Well, it's okay, I'm just a little dizzy standing up." He rubbed his eyes as he said. "I was shocked, is it anemia?" "Probably not, maybe a little tired" "Is it hard work?" "Neither" Now that he has changed his job position, he held the words in his throat and didn't say it. "Well, where did we just talk about?" Chong Shi asked, pressing his temple. "Speaking of funerals" Masami said, "My dad's" "Ah, that's right"

Chongshi recalled a scene, which was very similar to the funeral ceremony. Several men carried long boxes, and Zhiyan stood beside them.Although he didn't know why he didn't think of it before, but anyway, this memory has gradually formed in his mind. That box must contain Shinozaki, and Takashi guessed that the reason was that the news of Shinozaki's resignation came immediately after that.In fact, Shinozaki did not resign, but was secretly transported to a certain place. There must be some kind of abnormality in Shinozaki's body, which is very likely. But as Chongshi, of course he couldn't tell Masami about this.She, who already had doubts about Shinozaki's life and death, would be completely desperate if she heard such news again.And even he himself began to think that Shinozaki was no longer in this world.

In short, there will be no gain if you continue to stay in this room, Chongshi thought.He came here just to confirm whether Shinozaki's disappearance had been subtly covered up. When he was about to leave the room, he accidentally kicked a paper bag by his feet.The contents inside have just been confirmed, and they are the overalls and safety boots that Shinozaki wore during his MAC days. Takashi guessed that Shinozaki should have worn these on his body that day. If he was really put into a box and moved away, someone must have recovered these from his body and put them here specially.These cumbersome things must also be one of the links of the cover-up project.

Chongshi re-examined the overalls and boots, they were not very dirty, but they didn't look like they had been washed either.Taking a closer look, there were a few thin, long hairs on the cuffs of the overalls.It must be the bristles of the brush, Chongshi guessed. "I asked you to bring me here, but I still can't find any new clues," Takashi said when he left Shinozaki's apartment and came to Ome Street. Yami shook her head, "It can't be helped, as long as someone can really worry about him, I won't be so helpless." "I feel better if you can say that." He looked at the Mercedes-Benz vehicles on the road, turned around and wanted to hail a taxi, "I'll see you off, it's a bit late now"

"No, I'll take the tram back" "but" "It's okay, I want to walk a little longer on the street where Wu Lang lives" "That's true." Chongshi nodded, feeling a little sad in his heart. He felt that he still couldn't tell her what he saw Zhiyan and the others carrying the 'coffin' away that night. "That's fine," he said, looking around. Suddenly, out of the corner of my right eye, I saw a strange sight. Something was moving quickly, and Chongshi instinctively turned his face there, only to see two young people who looked like high school students walking happily and laughing.Looking further into the distance, a car came out from the fork and sped towards Ome Street. It was a black car.

Chongshi recalled the scene of going to Zhiyan's room a few days ago. At that time, he also had a feeling of being watched, and the man who watched him also drove away like today. Have you been being followed?Meet Naoi Masami and go to Shinozaki Goro's residence? Immediately, goosebumps popped up all over his body, followed by a surge of anger in his heart. What the hell is going on, why should I suffer this?What are you monitoring?What is your purpose? "Excuse me, is there any problem?" Yami seemed to notice that something was wrong and asked. "Oh, it's nothing." Chongshi pretended to be calm and said, "Then you should be careful."

"If you need anything, please contact me again" "The same to you" Chongshi stared at the back of Yami who took a deep bow and stepped forward, but began to think about other things in his mind. At noon the next day, Chongshi took the "Xiaoyu" Shinkansen.There were many empty seats in the car, but instead of sitting down, he stood at the door without other passengers. He called the company from Tokyo Station and said that he wanted to take paid leave. The director sounded a little caught off guard, but he approved it without saying a word.Because when a subordinate proposes a vacation, it is forbidden to ask the reason.

Chongshi glanced at his watch, picked up the sports backpack on the ground, and was about to arrive in Shizuoka. Now I have two options, Takashi thought: one is to find people like Sudou or Mayuko who know the truth about this incident, and question them about the whole story.The other one is to find a place to hide first until the memory is restored. However, he chose the latter without hesitation. It would have been difficult to find Mayuko and others in the first place, not to mention making too much noise when the memory has not been restored, and there will be no good results. Before the memory is restored, is there any place to hide temporarily? Thinking of this, his hometown in Shizuoka immediately appeared in his mind.It's ironic that I've never been home much before, and don't really want to.Because the act of producing homesickness seemed to him a retrograde feeling, and it was not too late to think about it when he was older.

But considering my current situation, returning to my hometown in Shizuoka is the best policy, because there is a real past of my own.For these pasts, I don't need to have any anxiety at all. Following the announcement in the train, the 'Xiaodama' soon entered Shizuoka Station.At this time, there were several passengers standing beside Chongshi, all of them were white-collar men. The 'Xiaoyu' stopped, and after the door was opened, all the passengers got out of the car, but no one got out.Chongshi didn't move for a while, the parking time was one minute, and he counted the time with his watch.

The moment the car door was about to close, Chong Shi flew down from the car, and the door closed immediately when he got out of the car.He looked around, and there seemed to be no passengers who waited until closing time to get off like him. He stopped a taxi from Shizuoka, and after telling him the destination, Chongshi looked back, but there seemed to be no signs of being followed.In fact, it doesn't matter even if you are being followed, as long as you lock yourself at home, you don't have to worry about being watched. For the sudden arrival of her son, rather than surprise, the mother's face was more disturbed. "What happened?" was the first thing she asked. "Nothing happened, I just went on a business trip nearby and went home by the way" After Chongshi said this, his mother finally felt relieved, and began to ask him how he was.Chongshi has an elder brother named Xiaomao who works locally and has already married, so for the mother and son, the most worrying thing for the mother and son is the second son who is alone in Tokyo. Chongshi chose the appropriate answer to respond, adding fuel and vinegar when necessary.You can't tell her about changing jobs, and you have to keep Mayuko's affairs a secret, let alone cohabitation.Besides, my memory of her is not complete at all. "Mr. Sanlun, are you still safe?" Hezi asked after asking about his son's recent situation. "It should be fine," Chongshi replied, "That guy is now at the US headquarters." "America? Really, oh? He is still so outstanding" Hezi said with emotion.She has had an illusion since a long time ago that her son's ability to study hard is all thanks to Zhiyan. As soon as Zhiyan was mentioned, Chongshi couldn't help thinking of going to his parents' house.He still remembered that when he asked Zhiyan's mother about his recent situation, her answer seemed unnatural, as if she was hiding something. Go directly to talk to them, maybe you can catch something, Chongshi thinks about it.Face-to-face communication makes it easier to tell if someone is lying, and perhaps to question them on the spot. I came back at dinner time, and left home after talking about Chongshi. Tomohiko's hometown is located slightly inward from the commercial street in front of the station.There is a sign of "Sanjinlun Printing" at the door. This name was thought up by Zhiyan's father, but Zhiyan hated this store name very much.Because when he was in primary school, his classmates nicknamed him "Sanjinlun" after seeing this shop sign. Having not seen this entrance with the sign of "Sanjinlun Printing" for many years, Chongshi felt that it was much smaller than his impression, and the road in front of the door was also very narrow.Chongshi realized that this was because everything looked big when he was a child.And now, he feels that memory is no longer trustworthy. The glass door of the shop was tightly closed, and the white curtains were drawn inside.He tried to open the door, but found it locked. The inside of the store should be where they lived. Chongshi searched around the entrance and found an intercom doorbell above the mailbox. He pressed it, but there was no response at all.Repeated many times, still the same result. Chongshi lingered at the door for a while, and saw an old man in work clothes coming out of the nearby bicycle shop.Chongshi remembered his appearance. He bought his first bicycle in this shop, and had them repair it several times afterwards.But the old gentleman didn't seem to recognize him at all, his eyes were full of vigilance. "Is this shop closed today?" Chongshi asked, pointing to Zhiyan's parents' house. "Oh, it seems to be," said the bicycle shop owner, "Suddenly closed down" "Suddenly?" Chongshi frowned, "You said suddenly, when did it happen?" "Today, it was still open in the morning, but it was closed in the afternoon. Then the couple left with a big bag that they would only bring when traveling overseas." "Do you know where they went?" "I don't know." The old man grinned and shook his head. "How do they look?" "What's the meaning?" "It's just... don't you look happy?" "That expression can't be called happy." The old man folded his arms. "Anyway, they are in a hurry. Tell them to ignore them, although they may not be very good at hearing. Their appearance always gives me a feeling of being chased." feeling, um" being chased? Who are they avoiding, Chongshi thought, but he immediately had an answer. Isn't the person they hide from is themselves? The 'enemy' probably already knew about Chongshi's visit to Shizuoka.They were very afraid that Chongshi would visit Zhiyan's parents, so they preemptively contacted them—— This is not unimaginable. When I called before, I could feel that Zhiyan's parents were the ones who concealed the truth. Everyone disappeared one by one, Takashi thought, Shinozaki, Tomohiko, Mayuko, Sudou.Now, two more people are missing. After Chongshi returned home, his father Haosi had already arrived.Haosi is the director of the food production factory, and there are three years before retirement. While eating fresh fish and shellfish made by their mother, the father and son drank beer after a long absence.Hao Si really wanted to know the specific content of Chongshi's work, and it could be seen that, as a senior technician, he really wanted to give Chongshi some advice.But Chongshi could only make up some words to fool him. "Even if you have all kinds of dissatisfaction, the company must try its best to consider for the employees. You can't go wrong with this belief." Hearing this, he also echoed, his father's outlook on life cannot possibly change. Halfway through the meal, his brother and his wife walked in with the baby, who was almost two years old.Seeing his father picking up his grandson with the expression of a kind grandfather, Chongshi couldn't help asking himself: What am I doing?Even if you come back here, what problem can you solve? "Chongshi, are you washing your clothes properly?" Hezi asked suddenly after dinner. "Of course, why do you ask?" "Didn't something like this happen this spring?" "spring?" "Did you forget? You couriered all the accumulated dirty clothes. It took me a lot of work to wash them all off." "Ah..." It did happen, he recalled, two corrugated boxes. "It's all winter clothes. They're in the closet on the second floor. Take them home if you want them." "Well, not yet" "What about other things? Can I throw them away?" "other things?" "It's just books put together inside, like comics." And those things, the memory is starting to blur, it seems to have been put in there too. "The cartons are all placed in the room on the second floor, please separate the unnecessary things" OK, Chongshi replied. In this house, Chongshi’s room was on the second floor, a dilapidated Japanese-style room with desks and bookcases against the walls.He would take the quilt out of the closet before he went to bed, but tonight it was made. Chongshi sat down on the chair, and looked through everything on the table, in the drawers, and in the bookcase.Everything has an impression, and I can recall it now, and there is no change at all. Only in the relationship with Mayuko, there are discrepancies between memory and reality. There is a cardboard box in front of the bookcase, which seems to be the one Hezi mentioned.Chongshi sat cross-legged on the quilt and opened the box.At first glance, there were no important items in it. First, there were ten comic books. Because there was no place to put them, it was a pity to throw them away, so I sent them back to my hometown.Then there were eight novels and nonfiction books, an old alarm clock, a badly designed hat, and a few odds and ends that could only be called rags at the bottom of the case. Chongshi sighed, and found a small paper bag from among those things.It is about twenty centimeters long and has a slender shape. After wrapping it in packing paper, it is wrapped with scotch tape around it. What is this, Chongshi recalled, but before he could come up with the answer, he had already peeled off the tape and opened the wrapping paper.Inside is a brown envelope, but what is inside is not a letter, but something. He turned the envelope upside down and took out the contents.The falling object happened to be caught by Chongshi's left hand. It was a pair of spectacles with gold-wire frames and a broken right-hand lens. He has an impression of the shape of this pair of glasses, not only the shape, but also the design of the frame and the thickness of the lenses are so familiar.Because this is the pair of glasses that 'he' used to wear in high school, the nervous 'he' insists that other glasses are not suitable for him, so he only wears this pair. 'He' is Zhiyan, and this is Zhiyan's glasses. Chongshi felt that an invisible force was oppressing his brain, and his memory had a tendency to rise from the bottom to the surface, but at the same time, there was also a force restraining its rise. Glasses, Tomohiko's glasses, where did I get these? He felt that his field of vision was narrowing, not an illusion, he closed his eyes unconsciously, and lay down on the quilt beside him. A certain image seemed to appear on the screen of the brain, but it didn't take shape for a long time, as if it was covered with a thick layer of thick fog. Suddenly, the dense fog faded away, and a vivid picture appeared in front of my eyes. It was Chihiko's face, without glasses, with his eyes closed and motionless. Chongshi recalled that he was looking at him from above, including his mood at that time. Chongshi felt a strong uneasiness, was hit, and his mind was confused.He couldn't help shouting: "I killed Zhiyan!" The voice shocked him: Whose voice was it just now?Did I send it?Or is it your own cry in memory? After a while, the eyes were surrounded by a cloud of fog again.