Chapter 25 Section VIII

On a Sunday in mid-August, Tomohiko was taken by Kirihara to the apartment where he had his first sexual experience.Unlike then, this time Kirihara opened the door with a key himself, and there was a large bunch of keys hanging on his key ring. "Come in." Kirihara said while taking off his sneakers. The kitchen doesn't look like much has changed.Cheap dining tables and chairs, refrigerators and microwaves, all the same as back then.The difference is that the scent of cosmetics that permeated the room at that time has now dissipated. Last night, Tong Yuan suddenly called and said that he had something to show him, and asked him to go out together today.When asked why, Kirihara smiled and said it was a secret.It's very rare that he can laugh more than a sneer.

When Tomohiko knew that the destination was that apartment, his expression turned ugly.His memories of it were anything but fond. "Don't worry! I won't ask you to sell yourself." Kirihara said with a smile as if he had seen through Tomohiko's intentions.This is what could be called a sneer. Kirihara opened the sliding door that he hadn't installed the previous time.At that time, Hanaoka Xiko and the others were sitting in the Japanese room behind the sliding door, but there was no one there today.However, when Tomohiko saw what was inside, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Scared you." Kirihara said happily, probably because Tomohiko's reaction was just as he expected. Four personal computers were set up inside, and more than a dozen auxiliary machines were also connected. "How could this happen?" Tomohiko, who hadn't recovered from his surprise, asked in a daze. "Needless to say, of course I bought it." "Tirihara, do you know how to use it?" "A little bit. But I want your help." "I?" "Yes, that's why I asked you to come here." Just as Kirihara finished speaking, the doorbell rang.Because he didn't expect anyone to come, Tomohiko couldn't help but tense up his back.

"It must be Namie." Kirihara stood up. Tomohiko approached the cardboard boxes stacked in the corner of the room, and looked at the top box, which was filled with brand new cassettes.What do you need so many cassettes for? There was the sound of doors opening and footsteps outside.He heard Kirihara say "Sonomura is here". "Oh." It was the woman who answered. A woman walked into the room, looking over thirty and unattractive.Tomohiko felt as if he had seen it somewhere. "Long time no see." The woman said. "Oh?" Seeing Tomohiko's surprised look, the woman chuckled lightly.

"It's the one who left first last time." Tong Yuan said beside him. "At that time... Ah!" Tomohiko was surprised, and looked at the woman carefully again.I remember that she was wearing denim at the time, but today she wears very light makeup, making her look a bit older.However, this is what she really looks like. "It's troublesome to explain, so don't ask about her. Her name is Nami Jiang, our accountant, that's enough." Kirihara said. "Accounting……" Kirihara took out a folded piece of paper from his jeans pocket and handed it to Tomohiko.On the paper was written with a signature pen, "All kinds of personal computer game mail order unlimited projects".

"Unlimited planning?" "The name of our company, which sells computer game programs stored in cartridges, and sells them by mail order." "Game program," Tomohiko nodded lightly, "This...maybe a big hit." "It will definitely sell well, I assure you." Kirihara said very firmly. "But, I think we should look at the software." Kirihara walked to a computer and held the long string of papers just printed by the printer in front of Tomohiko. "This is the main product." What is printed on it is a series of programs, which are so complicated and lengthy that Tomohiko can hardly digest them.The program is called "Submarine".

"Where did it come from? You wrote it?" "Whoever writes it is not the same, Namijiang, have you thought about the name of the game?" "I guess I thought about it, but I don't know if Liangman is satisfied." "tell me the story." "Marine Crash," Namijiang said uncertainly, "what do you think?" "Marine Crash..." Kirihara crossed his arms, thought for a while, then nodded, "OK, just use this name." Seeing him satisfied, Namijiang smiled in relief. Kirihara looked at his watch and stood up. "I'm going to the printing shop."

"Printing shop? For what?" "There are a lot of things to prepare for doing business." Kirihara put on his sneakers and left the apartment. Tomohiko sat cross-legged in the Japanese room, watching the program.However, he quickly raised his head.Namijiang sat at the table and calculated with a calculator. "What kind of person is he?" he said to her profile. Her hands stopped moving. "What kind of person?" "He is completely inconspicuous in school, and he doesn't seem to have any close friends. However, he is doing this behind the scenes."

Namie turned her face towards him. "School is but a small part of life." "It's true, but no one is as weird as him." "You'd better not ask too much about bright things." "I don't want to inquire, it's just that many things make me feel amazing. At that time too..." Tomohiko was vague, he didn't know how much he could reveal to her. But she said calmly, "You mean about Xizi Hanaoka?" "Yeah." He nodded, knowing that she knew the inside story, and breathed a sigh of relief, "The so-called falling into the clouds and mist is probably the feeling. How did he solve it?"

"You want to know?" "certainly." After hearing Tomohiko's words, Namie frowned, and scratched her temple with the end of a ballpoint pen. "As far as I've heard, the body of Xizi Hanaoka was found around two o'clock in the afternoon on the second day after she checked into the hotel. Because the check-out time had passed, she didn't contact the front desk, so she made an intercom call to the room There was no one to pick it up, and the people in the hotel were a little worried, so they ran to check. The door was locked automatically, and they opened it with the master key. I heard that Yuko Hanaoka was lying on the bed naked."

Tomohiko nodded, he could imagine the scene. "The police arrived immediately, and it seemed that there was no suspicion of homicide. The police seemed to think that she had a heart attack during sex, and the presumed time of death was eleven o'clock the night before." "Eleven o'clock?" Tomohiko tilted his head, "No, how could it be..." "The waiter saw her." Namijiang said. "Waiter?" "I heard that a woman called the room service desk and said that there was no shampoo in the bathroom. When the waiter delivered it, it was Yuko Hanaoka who came to get it." "No, that's weird. When I left the hotel..." Tomohiko didn't continue, because Namijiang began to shake his head: "That's what the waiter said. He gave the shampoo to the female guests around eleven o'clock. Isn't the female guest in that room Yuko Hanaoka?" "Ah!" Only then did Tomohiko realize that someone was pretending to be Hanaoka Xiko.That day, Xizi was wearing big sunglasses.As long as you wear a similar hairstyle and put on those glasses, it shouldn't be difficult to fool the waiter. So, who is pretending to be Hanaoka Yuko? Tomohiko looked at Namie in front of him. "Miss Namijiang pretending to be?" Namijiang smiled and shook her head: "It's not me. I can't do such a scary thing. I will show my feet immediately." "In this case……" "You'd better not think too much about this matter," Namijiang said unceremoniously, "Only Ryo knows about those things. Someone helped you, isn't that all right?" "But……" "One more thing," Namijiang raised her index finger, "After hearing what Hanaoka Yuko's husband said, the police focused on you, but immediately lost interest in you. Do you know why? That's because the physical evidence found at the scene is AB Type." "Type AB?" "Semen," Namie said without blinking, "A type AB semen was detected from Hanaoka Yuko's body." "That's... so weird." "You're probably tempted to say that's impossible, but it is. She did have type AB semen in her vagina." The term "pretending" is very poisonous, and Tomohiko suddenly realized. "What's Kirihara's blood type?" "AB." After speaking, Namijiang nodded. Tomohiko covered his mouth with his hand, he felt a little nauseous.It was clearly midsummer, but he felt a chill down his spine. "He said to the corpse—" "I don't allow you to imagine what happened." Namijiang's tone was so cold that it made people tremble, and his eyes were also very serious.Tomohiko couldn't find anything to say, and when he regained consciousness, he realized that he was shaking. At this moment, the entrance door opened. "I've finished talking about the advertisement." Tong Yuan came in and passed the paper in his hand to Namijiang, "How is it? It should be the same as the original estimate." Namijiang took the paper, nodded with a smile, her expression a little stiff. Kirihara seemed to notice the difference in the atmosphere immediately.While looking at Namijiang and Tomohiko, he walked to the window and picked up a cigarette. "What's wrong?" he asked briefly, lighting a cigarette with a lighter. "That..." Tomohiko looked up at him. "Ok?" "That...I..." Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Tomohiko said, "I will do anything, and I am willing to do anything for you." Kirihara stared straight at Tomohiko, and then, those eyes turned to Namie, she nodded slightly. Tong Yuan's eyes fell on Tomohiko again, and the usual sneer had returned to his face.He kept a smile on his lips and smoked comfortably. "Of course." Then, he looked up at the slightly cloudy blue sky.