Chapter 54 Section VII

(Now) It's been warm lately, and it finally rained yesterday, enough to knock buckets over.Waking up this morning, the torrential rain has not changed a bit, which is rare in winter. Yami stood in front of the glass door facing the balcony, staring blankly outside the house.It was as if a layer of tulle was hung on the glass door, but there was a circular mark wiped off by hand in front of her. "What are you looking at?" I huddled under the blanket, and asked Masami from the back who was wearing only a men's shirt.The oil stove was on, but the room hadn't warmed up yet.

"Look at this lonely town." Yami said.The breath out of her mouth made the glass in front of her hazy again. I smiled wryly, "I don't feel so lonely. Do you know how much it costs to buy a detached house near here?" "That's not the problem." She wiped the glass again with her hand. "After getting wet from the rain, all kinds of things will peel off, making people feel that everyone is not that rich." I propped up my upper body and picked up the cigarette case and lighter beside the pillow.At some point, the radio was turned on, playing classical music.

Masami turned and looked at me, "Let's live abroad. I don't want to live such a miserable life every day in this impoverished country." "Would you go get me the newspaper?" Her slender and slender legs walked past the bed and headed for the entrance.Then she came back with the newspaper in her hand and slapped it in front of me. "I really want to be rich." Yami muttered.I glanced at her, then immediately turned my gaze back to the paper. On the front pages of the newspapers were questions about taxes.Then came disarmament, land prices—all of these clichés that are still unresolved after so many years.

Turning to the social page, I saw reports that the incessant rain has caused a mudslide in a certain place since yesterday, which is pitiful. Just when I was about to turn my attention to the sports column, an inconspicuous report came into view.Seeing the title, "Corpse Discovered in Sand and Sand in Saitama Prefecture", I brought the newspaper closer to my eyes. Yesterday evening, a company employee who was exercising on a bicycle in XX Town, Saitama Prefecture, fell into the woods due to the sudden increase in rain and the wheels slipped.Although uninjured, the bike fell off a cliff.When the employee picked up the bicycle, he found something tangled up on the frame. After a closer look, he found that it was human hair protruding from the ground.The employee immediately dropped his bicycle, ran to a house one kilometer away from the place, and reported the situation, and the owner of the house immediately called the police.At that time, the police rushed to the scene and dug up a female body from the sand.Its age is roughly between twenty-five and thirty years old. It has long hair, its face and fingers on both hands are damaged beyond recognition, and there are traces of sharp blade stab wounds on its chest——

Newspaper reports published the above. "What happened?" Seeing me staring at the newspaper, Masami showed a worried expression.I held the newspaper in front of her eyes and pointed her to the problematic story. Her face changed color. "This place...isn't there?" "You're right," I said, my voice trembling. "It's the place where we buried the corpses. I really didn't expect it to be discovered so quickly." "what to do?" "Call the Kishida family and ask them if the police have been to their house. If they say no, then tell them we will be there soon."

Sideways watching her pick up the phone receiver, I jumped out of bed, ready to change clothes. In the past week, Kazuo Ando has not shown his face.Although his younger sister's disappearance made him cast suspicious eyes on the Kishida family, perhaps because there was no solid evidence at hand, the other party did not pursue the matter any further.I also told their couple before that I guess this matter can also be relieved. Yukiko Ando's body has been found - and that's what worries us the most.