Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Suicide

On the railway leading to Moji, the third station in front of Hakata is a small station called Kashii.After getting off at this station, walk towards the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain is Kashii Palace; if you walk towards the sea, you will arrive at the coast where you can enjoy Hakata Bay. There is also a "road in the sea" in front of the coast, leading to Shiga Island. Looking from this side, the scenery is beautiful and quite attractive. This section of the coast is known as Xiangshii Bay.At about half past six in the morning on January 21, when the weather was freezing, a worker passed by this section of the sea.He left home and went to work at the factory in Najima.

The sky is also bright.A milky mist hangs over the bay.Shiga Island and the "Road in the Sea" looming in the fog.The damp cold wind rushed towards the face, making people quite chilly.The worker lifted the collar of his coat and hurried on.There are many rocks near the coast, and it has become a habit for him to pass by here every day in order to take a shortcut. However, something unaccustomed to it happened.On the dark rocky ground lay two objects flat.This is absolutely nothing in the scenery that is often seen. Before the sun came out, in the gray dawn light, the object lay there alone, with eyebrows like the hem of the clothes fluttering in the cold wind.No, in addition to clothes, there is also hair.Look again, this time even the black leather shoes and white socks can be seen clearly.

The peace of mind of the workers was disturbed.He changed his usual habits, ran in another direction, ran to the town out of breath, and slammed on the glass windows of the police station. "There are dead people by the sea!" "Dead?" The old policeman who had just got up buttoned up his jacket while listening to the reporter's reply. "No. There are still two people, a man and a woman. It's on the beach. I'll take you to see it." "Okay. Wait a moment." The old policeman seemed a little flustered, but he still recorded the name and address of the informer, and contacted the Kashii Police Station by phone.After all this was over, the two hurriedly left the police station, exhaled in the cold air, and rushed to the beach.

When they arrived at the scene, the two bodies were still lying in the cold wind.It was only because of the presence of the police that the workers dared to look at the dead body with confidence and boldness. The first thing I saw was the female corpse.The woman turned her back to the sky, her eyes were closed tightly, but she opened her mouth and showed her white teeth.The cheeks are rosy.Under the gray cold-proof overcoat, he was wearing a shrimp-brown dress, with the white placket slightly open.Clothes are not in any disorder.The sleeping position is also good.The hem sways in the wind, and the yellow lining can be seen.Both feet are placed flat, with a pair of clean white socks on.No dust at all.A pair of rubber slippers are neatly placed horizontally beside her.

The worker turned to look at the male corpse.The man's face was sideways, and the blood on his cheeks was better than that of a living person, as if he was lying there drunk. Look at the male corpse, the trousers of the brown suit are exposed outside the dark purple coat, and the feet are wearing leather shoes.The shoes were well polished and shiny, with a section of red and purple flowered sock showing. At this moment, there is almost no gap between the male and female corpses.A small crab crawled through a narrow crevice in the rock until it reached the top of the glass orange juice bottle next to the man's body.

"It's suicide!" The old policeman stood there, watching and saying. "Poor thing, they're both young." By the time I said that, the surrounding sky had already brightened. At the request of the Kashii Police Station, the Fukuoka Police Station sent a detective and two detectives, as well as a police doctor and a laboratory technician, and they arrived at the scene by car 40 minutes later. After taking pictures of the corpse from various angles, the short police doctor looked at it carefully for a while and said, "Both men and women died after eating potassium cyanide. The rose color on the face is the characteristic, probably mixed with orange juice." Let's drink it."

At the bottom of the orange juice bottle lying on the side, there is still some leftover orange liquid. "Sir, how long has it been since death?" asked the inspector, a man with a moustache. "We'll have to go back and have a careful test before we can be sure, but it won't take more than ten hours or so." "Ten hours," said the Inspector to himself, looking about him.Calculated, it was about ten o'clock or eleven o'clock the night before.The inspector's eyes seemed to be imagining the situation of Qing's death at that time. "Male and female taking poison at the same time?"

"That's right. Potassium cyanide mixed with orange juice and drunk." "It's so cold to come here to die!" A person next to him lowered his voice and seemed to be muttering to himself.The police doctor looked up at the owner of the voice.It turned out to be a forty-two or three-year-old, skinny man wearing a wrinkled overcoat. "Ah, Mr. Torikai." The police doctor looked at the skinny face of the detective and greeted him. "Your words are the thoughts of the living. The dead don't care whether it's hot or cold. According to this, what kind of orange juice do you drink in winter? The person concerned doesn't care about so much." The police doctor said with a smile.

"There is a kind of perverted psychology like this. It is just the opposite of the normal state. It can be said to be a kind of perverted trance." The short police doctor actually quoted nonsensical literary words, and the detectives couldn't help smiling . "Even if you want to drink poison, you also need to be decisive. It is probably this kind of psychological strength that makes people determined to die." The inspector also said the same. "Detective, isn't this forcing the other party to commit suicide together?" A detective carefully asked for confirmation.

"It's not like forced suicide. The clothes are not messed up at all, and there is no trace of entanglement. It is obvious that the two people discussed it and drank potassium cyanide together to seek death." This is also true of the scene.The woman was lying there upright.Clean white socks, and a pair of rubber shoes neatly placed beside her, obviously just taken off.Cross your hands in front of you. As soon as it was mentioned that this pair of men and women were in love, the faces of the agents immediately relaxed.Since it is not a crime, things are simple.In other words, there is no need to search for the murderer.

The two bodies were transported back to the police station in a van.The agents huddled their shoulders in the cold wind and went back by car.Only the usual Kashii Bay is left to bathe in the winter sun, and the sea water sways slightly with the wind. Back at the police station, he carefully inspected the body and took a photo of every piece of clothing he took off. The method was very thoughtful. There is a business card holder in the jacket pocket of the male corpse, and his life experience is immediately clear.There is also a monthly pass in the business card holder, which is a monthly pass from Asagaya to Tokyo. Kenichi Sayama, 31 years old.More details on the business card.There is a paragraph in front of the name: "×× Department ×× Division ×× Section, Alternate Section Chief".On the left is the residential address. The agents looked at each other. The ×× Division of the ×× Ministry is currently the organ that has been reported to have corruption incidents, and there is hardly a day when relevant news is not published in the newspapers. "Where's the suicide note?" the inspector asked. Search the suicide note carefully.However, every pocket was searched, and even a document similar to a suicide note could not be found.About 10,000 yen in cash, handkerchiefs, shoe sock, yesterday’s newspaper folded in four, crumpled train meal cards and meal tickets. "Train meal card meal ticket? This thing is kind of interesting." The inspector took the meal ticket and carefully smoothed it out.This piece of paper was probably stuffed in the bottom of the pocket, and it was already balled up. "Date, January 14th; train number, seven; guests, one person; total meal cost, 340 yuan. Issued by the Japanese cafeteria in Tokyo. I don't know what to eat." The inspector read out the meal ticket. the main points. "What's on the female body?" Everything has been searched out.A folding wallet with only 8,000 yen in it, and four or five small business cards for women, all in one style. "Tokyo Akasaka ××. Koyuki Restaurant. Ah Shi." The words on the business card are cursive script. "Ashi must be the name of this woman, Luo. It seems to be the waitress of a restaurant named Xiaoxue in Akasaka." The detective judged and said, "Government officials and the waitress of the restaurant committed suicide? Seems a bit similar!" , Immediately ordered to send a telegram to the address on the male and female business cards. The body was then carefully examined by police doctors.There is no trauma to the whole body.Both men and women died of potassium cyanide poisoning.The estimated time of death was between nine o'clock and ten o'clock the night before. "So, it was at that time that I was walking on the seashore, and then committed suicide." Someone said something. "I just don't want to die." However, judging from the condition of the corpse, there is no trace of intercourse before death.When the detectives heard this, they were all surprised.One said that it was unexpected to die so cleanly.The cause of death of both was due to potassium cyanide poisoning, which was established. "It seems that he left Tokyo on the 14th." The inspector said, looking at the date on the meal ticket. "Today is already the 21st, and I got on the train a week ago! Could it be that I really traveled around and decided to die here when I arrived in Fukuoka. Hey, what does the train number seven mean? Ask the station." An agent called and reported right away. "It's a special express train from Tokyo to Hakata. It's called the Chaokaze." "What? A special car to Hakata?" the inspector turned his head to the side and asked. "Since we went directly from Tokyo to Hakata, why did we arrive in Fukuoka a week later? They must have spent the past few days somewhere in Kyushu. It seems that they must have luggage, and they must search it out. You take the photos and go to the city Go to each hotel and ask." "Detective," one of the detectives stepped forward, "let me see that meal ticket." This is a thin and dark man with only a pair of big eyes and no outstanding appearance.He had also been to Kashii Bay when the dead body was found.The coat on his body was wrinkled, his suit was out of shape, and the tie around his neck was in a mess.The middle-aged detective is named Torikai Shigetaro. The bird feeder stretched out his bony, dirty and black hand, and unfolded the meal ticket, "Guest, one? This man eats at the meal card by himself!" He said to himself. The inspector heard it from the side, and immediately spoke up. "Yeah, women don't want to eat, so they didn't go to the meal card together." "But..." Torikai hesitated. "But what?" "But, Inspector. Doesn't that woman eat anything? Even if she's very full, she can have something else to eat with her companion, for example, a piece of pudding and a cup of coffee." The inspector laughed and said casually, "That's hard to say. However, this woman may not be interested in being with you at all, and she has no appetite at all." Detective Torikai seemed to be about to say something, but he just put on his hat silently.The hat is also worn out, and the brim hangs down. With this hat, the character of Torikai Shigetaro is even more exciting.He put on his missing heel shoes and went out. After the agent went out, the room immediately became quiet and seemed empty.The remaining one or two young detectives added charcoal to the brazier and brought tea to the inspector from time to time. Before I knew it, the day was coming to an end, the sunlight on the window gradually dimmed, and suddenly, the sound of footsteps running back and forth came in continuously. It wasn't the agents who came back, it was a group of journalists. "Inspector. Sayama, the alternate section chief of the ×× Department, committed suicide. The Tokyo Headquarters notified us, so we rushed to the news." This group of people came in and shouted.This morning, when the police station sent a telegram to inquire, the newspaper in Tokyo heard the news and quickly passed it on to the reporter in the Fukuoka branch. The next morning's newspapers unanimously reported the news of the death of Sayama Kenichi, the alternate section chief of the ×× Department, in a large space, and the headlines were very catchy.Every newspaper believes that this is not a simple death of love.At present, the corruption issue of the Ministry of XX is being investigated to a critical juncture.Sayama's death is clearly related to corruption.The Tokyo Public Prosecutor's Office did not ask Sayama to stand trial, but the newspaper predicted that Sayama's guarantor would be questioned, the report said.This person must have been affected by the superior incident, so he finally committed suicide together with his lover. The newspapers were stacked in a pile and placed on one side of the inspector's desk.The Inspector himself was examining the contents of a small leather briefcase. From day to night yesterday, the detectives searched all the hotels in Fukuoka City, and this morning, when the detective was at work, he hurriedly revealed the results of yesterday's investigation to everyone. A young detective found out at a hotel in the city called Tambaya, where the person in the photo had stayed.The passenger registration book reads: "Company employee, living at No. 26, Nannaka Street, Fujisawa City, Sugawara Yasuzo, 32 years old." From the night of the 15th, he stayed alone until the night of the 20th after he settled his accounts and left. .The guest left his business bag before leaving, explaining that he would pick it up later. Now that I opened the purse, I found that there were very ordinary things inside: face washing utensils, replacement shirts and underwear, and two or three volumes of entertainment magazines bought on the train.There are no documents, no notebooks, diaries, etc. After the inspector finished the inspection, he asked the young detective who took back the briefcase, "Why, does the man live there alone?" "Yes, he said he was single." The young detective replied. "Well, it's a bit strange. What did the girl do? Where has she been these past few days? She started to live on the night of the 15th, which was the day when she took the "Chaofeng" train from Tokyo to Hakata. From here Did the man live in the hotel all the time from the 1st to the 20th?" "I heard that he didn't go anywhere, and lived there alone." "Didn't women come to him in those few days?" "No, it is said that no one has been there." During this question and answer, Tokai Shigetaro suddenly left the scene.He put on his broken hat and quietly walked out of the house. When I arrived at the main street, I took the streetcar in the city and stared at the scenery outside the window absent-mindedly.After sitting for a few stops, he got out of the car again, and his slow movements showed that he really had aged. He walked around a few side streets at a leisurely pace, found the signboard of Danbo House Hotel, and walked into the gate.The accountant greeted him from inside, and Bird Feeding showed him his detective card. The young detective's report to the inspector was not bad. After hearing this, Shigetaro Torikai put a smile on his thin face and began to ask questions. "What was it like when this visitor came?" "Let's think about it, I seem to be very tired. After dinner, I went to bed immediately." The accountant replied. "It's so boring not to leave the room every day. So, how does he pass the time?" "Even the female workers seldom call. They are either watching festivals or sleeping. The female workers all said that this guest is really gloomy. However, he seems to have been waiting for a call." "Waiting for a call?" Torikai's big eyes flashed brightly. "No. He told the worker, and he told me, that there will be a call for him. If there is a call, be sure to let him know right away. As far as I can tell, he doesn't go out all day long just to wait for the call. " "It's hard to say." Torikai nodded. "So, did the call come?" "Here it is. I answered the call. It was around eight o'clock in the evening on the 20th. It was a woman's voice. Please ask Mr. Sugawara to answer the phone." "A woman's voice. Don't mention Sayama, only Sugawara?" "Yes. I know that this guest is waiting for a call all day long, so I immediately took him to his room. We have an extension here, and we can put the call into the room." "Do you know what was said on the phone?" The accountant smiled when he heard this question. "No, no. We don't have the pleasure of eavesdropping on customers' calls here." Torikai seemed very sorry, and clicked his tongue twice. "What about the future?" "The phone seemed to hang up after only a minute. The customer ordered the bill immediately, paid the money, left the briefcase, and went out. To be honest, I never dreamed that he would commit suicide." Shigetaro Torikai rested his hand on his bearded chin, lost in thought. ——Alternate Section Chief Sayama stayed here a week ago, waiting for a woman's call.Moreover, the night the call came, he committed suicide immediately.This is really amazing. The words "one guest" on the train meal ticket appeared in front of his eyes, and he murmured, "Sashan lives here just waiting for that woman. Why did he have to spend a week waiting to commit suicide with him?" What about that person?"