Chapter 15 14. What happened that day?

"Ms. Iwamura, isn't that the one from my brother's school..." Mei Xiang asked.The voice was like talking in a dream. "That's right. It's Mr. Dao and my class teacher. Xiao Meixiang, have you seen him?" "I haven't seen it...but I know the name." "Yeah. It's better if you haven't seen it. That guy is nothing." "Wait, Mr. S, please explain carefully." I interjected, "So, Mr. Iwamura killed Mr. S?" Mr. S moved slightly and changed his posture, as if he planned to squat there all the time . "—I can't tell yet."

Completely different from before, the voice was indifferent and without circumflex.Just as I was about to speak, Mr. S stopped me. "This has nothing to do with Mr. Tao. Of course, it has nothing to do with Xiao Meixiang." I really can't imagine the reason why Mr. Iwamura killed Mr. S.However, since Mr. S said "can't tell now", maybe he plans to tell me sometime in the future. "But, I really can't believe it. Could it be that Iwamura-sensei sent S-kun——When I told Iwamura-sensei that I found S-kun's body in S-kun's home, he was very surprised..."

I briefly told the ins and outs of that day. Mr. S heard half of it, and started to let out a strange laugh. "What's so surprising, it's all acting. Didn't that guy say that he participated in the drama department when he was in school?" Indeed, I heard Mr. Iwamura talk about it.Now Mr. Iwamura is also an advisor to the school drama department. "Then he was acting up everything a week ago?" "Yes. That guy is the best at making up stories. Doesn't he always boast that he's published a novel before? But he won't tell us what it's titled."

"But I did see Mr. S's neck hanging on the rope hanging from the lattice window..." "Any grown-up man could do that kind of thing. And he's a big guy. Hanging a kid with a rope from a lattice window isn't a big deal. Pretending to work, what's that? I never hanged myself at all anyway." impression." Mr. S deliberately said the last words word by word. "I just remember that Iwamura-sensei put the rope around my neck all of a sudden, and strangled me desperately, my body rose up little by little, my face was burning, and my feet were off the ground... Then—"

At this point, Mr. S stopped and sighed softly. "No, I really can't remember what happened next." "What time of day are you talking about?" "Morning. Before you go to school, Mr. Dao." "So early..." If Mr. Iwamura really killed Mr. S, then it was only during that time period.Because that day, whether it was the graduation ceremony or the symposium later, Mr. Iwamura was always in my sight. "Ms. Iwamura came to my house around eight o'clock. He came as soon as my mother went to work. My mother works in the flower market, so she was not at home at that time."

"I seem to have heard you say it before. You eat breakfast alone in the morning." What I know, Mr. Iwamura may also be clear about it. "Then, Mr. Iwamura came to your house when he saw that your mother was not at home?" Mr. S replied in the bottle: "Probably so." "Probably before my mother went out, he had been hiding in the bamboo bushes in front of my house. The doorbell rang less than two minutes after my mother left the house. This timing is too coincidental." "Could it be that he planned to kill you from the beginning—" "I think that's the case. Of course, I didn't have any precautions. Iwamura-sensei suddenly came at that time, and I was really surprised. And as soon as I opened the door of the entrance, he came in without saying anything. His expression is terrifying. This is the first time I have seen Iwamura-sensei's expression."

Although Mr. Iwamura is tall, he is extremely cautious. This is the impression all our students have of him.We also often discuss that he is still single in his forties, probably because of this. We didn't change classes when we were promoted from the third grade to the fourth grade, so we faced Mr. Iwamura's face almost every day for a year and a half, but we never saw Mr. Iwamura get angry once. "As soon as Iwamura-sensei entered the room, he suddenly said, bring a chair to the Japanese room! His voice was low and without any emotion. I have never seen anyone talking like that on TV. I asked at that time" is it for me to sit? down? "Mr. Iwamura didn't say a word, but just gave me a look. I moved a chair from the kitchen and put it in the place he designated as he said. Then, he let me sit there. Then, I sat down—"

"And then strangle your neck?" "Yes. Stretched my neck and hung me up." I felt the temperature in the room drop suddenly. "It's the same question as before, Mr. S, what happened to your body?" "If it's gone, it must have been hidden somewhere." "By whom?" "Of course it's Iwamura-sensei!" I can't help but doubt Mr. S's judgment that sounds unquestionable. "But, why did Iwamura-sensei do that? Besides, when Iwamura-sensei went to your house, your body was gone!" "Master Daofu, according to what you said, Mr. Iwamura walked out of the teacher's office to my house alone, right? He didn't go with you."

"Yes, he asked me to go home first. He also asked Mr. Tomize to send me off." "Iwamura-sensei went to my house in that spare time, in order to hide the body." "But Mr. S, Mr. Iwamura didn't go to your house alone, the police also went there. Mr. Iwamura contacted the police before leaving the school. I saw him in a corner of the teacher's office with a phone to call the police coming." "That's acting too. At that time, he didn't call at all. Michifu-san, did you see Mr. Iwamura's finger press one by one?" Speaking of which, it was true that Mr. Iwamura almost lay down on the table to make the phone call.As soon as I said this, Mr. S immediately replied: "I'm right! As soon as Mr. Iwamura left school, he went to my house and hid the body. Then he really called the police." That's what happened, I Now go to the home of this student named S, please come with me. "Actually he just visited my house."

Hey hey. Mr. S smiled faintly. "Wait a minute! Why did Mr. Iwamura hide Mr. S's body? Why did you deliberately let another student of yours find the body and then hide it?" "Even I don't know about that. All I know is that guy killed me. I guessed everything after that after listening to what you said. But generally speaking, I can figure it out." "Tell me." I unknowingly raised my knees. "Okay, it's nothing. Where do I start? It's easier to understand according to the sequence of Iwamura-sensei's actions. Well, I think so--" Mr. S paused for a moment, and then began to talk about him reasoning.

"According to the order, it should be like this—Iwamura-sensei wanted to kill me for some reason. However, if it becomes a murder case, it will be troublesome. It must be investigated by the police, and it is necessary to know his absence as a related person. Proof or something. So Iwamura-sensei fabricated a scene where I committed suicide. That morning, after Iwamura-sensei strangled me with a rope, he hung my body from the lattice window. In this way, he created the illusion of suicide Then he went to the school. I think Mr. Iwamura must have walked into the oak forest at that time. Compared with going out from the entrance, going out from the oak forest across the yard is more concealed, and the chance of being discovered is smaller. But Mr. Iwamura thinks wrong." "Why did you think wrong?" "Because at that time, the possibility of being found in the oak forest is actually greater. Because every morning around eight o'clock, someone will definitely walk into the oak forest." "Eight o'clock in the morning?" I suddenly remembered. "Could it be that old man bent over?" I once heard from Mr. S that there was a box like a Lilliputian house in front of his yard.Every morning at eight o'clock, an old man will come to see the box. "That's right, that's the old man." Mr. S replied quite satisfied. "I'm afraid Iwamura-sensei was seen by that old man in the oak forest. ——Iwamura-sensei panicked. If the police find my hanged body, they will definitely infer the time of death. In this way, I and the people involved in this matter The relationship will be exposed. However, there is not enough time to hide my body immediately. Because teachers and students have to be in the classroom on time at 8:30. If you are late to hide my body, once I disappear If he was discovered, Mr. Yancun would definitely be suspected. Because on the morning of my death, someone saw him appear in the oak forest near my house. Therefore, Mr. Yancun had to give up hiding the body and go to school. Then He came up with a good way, which can not only make others think that I committed suicide according to the original plan, but also let him get rid of the suspicion." "What's the way?" "Let others discover my "hanged" body first, and then hide the body." Having said that, Mr. S slowed down his speech. "In this way, people can think that I committed suicide, and because the body is gone, it is impossible to speculate on the time of death. Even if there are witnesses who confirm that he appeared near my house at eight o'clock in the morning, no one will suspect that he and I So Iwamura teacher decided to send a student to my house first, the excuse is to bring me something. His wishful thinking is: if the body is found by a student in his class, then it should not be directly Instead of calling the police, you must run back to the school to tell him. And it was you Daofujun who took on this role that day." "So, am I being used?" "What a pity. As Mr. Iwamura planned, after you went to my house and saw my hanged body, you ran back to school and told him everything you saw. He pretended to be very surprised and flew away. I ran out of the school and hid my body. This is how it turned out. I was judged to have committed suicide, and the only doubt was that my body was missing. Because Mr. Iwamura went to my house with the police afterwards, there was no People will doubt him." "Oh……" "Actually, it would be more beneficial for Iwamura-sensei to do this. If you think about it, if the original expectation is followed, when my hanged body is found, the police will definitely see through the forged scene. I don't know exactly what happened. However, there is a slight difference in the rope marks left on the strangled and hanged corpses. So Iwamura-sensei suddenly changed his mind that morning, and it was definitely a good thing for him.” "Indeed..." I stared at the blanket, pondered what Mr. S said for a while, and kept comparing it with my memory.What I saw that day—Iwamura-sensei's attitude and behavior— I think Mr. S's reasoning is generally correct. "But where did Iwamura-sensei hide your body?" "Well... Maybe it was hidden in the car first." "car?" Indeed, Mr. Iwamura said that day that he parked the car in a parking lot somewhere. "Mr. Dao, the parking lot should be very close to the school, right?" "should be." "After hearing what you said, Mr. Iwamura came out of the school and went straight to the parking lot, and then drove to my house. Then, he reversed the car into the path next to the bamboo bushes, stuffed my body into the car, and drove the car away. Hide. There is no one in the area, so don’t worry about being seen, and then he called the police, and then went to my house with the police.” "That's it... So, it's not impossible in terms of time. If you have a car, whether it's hiding the corpse or moving back and forth, there will be enough time." I hugged my elbows and nodded frequently, but I still have one question. "Why did Mr. Iwamura do so many useless things when he hid your body? You see, he also removed the rope, put the chair back in the kitchen, and returned the wardrobe that was moved bit, and wiped all the excrement." If it was intentional for me to see Mr. S's body and make me think that Mr. S committed suicide, then why do these things need to be done? "Oh, that, maybe it's because I'm afraid of leaving fingerprints." "fingerprint?" "When he came to my house to kill me that morning, Iwamura-sensei touched many things with his hands. He must have left fingerprints when he strangled me, when he pretended to be there, and when he rang the doorbell at the entrance. At first he wanted to create I gave the false impression that I hanged myself, so I didn’t care about fingerprints or anything. ——However, it suddenly became necessary to hide my body. Once the body disappeared, the police would conduct a large-scale search. Therefore, Mr. Iwamura also erased his fingerprints when he hid my body. However, it is difficult to remember where all the fingerprints are left.” "However, then why did you move the wardrobe and chair back to the original place?" I couldn't understand what Mr. S wanted to say for a while. "You can understand when you think about it. When the police came to my house, if the scene was exactly the same as Mr. Daofu said, and the only difference was that my body disappeared, what would happen? It would immediately become a major event! The police will surely say, "Don't destroy the scene! "Then we'll start investigating the fingerprints in the house. If Iwamura-sensei's fingerprints are found here—" "Then he will be suspected." Leaving aside the murder, at least it has something to do with the disappearance of the corpse. I am afraid Mr. Iwamura will be subject to such suspicion. "That's right, because of the fingerprints, he must be suspected. ——However, if the police arrive at my house and find that there is nothing unusual in the house, then the police will suspect that there may be mistakes in what you said, Mr. Iwamura. In front of the police, I fumbled around in this room and left my fingerprints. Then I touched and pretended to say: "Ah, this is a bit strange!This, and this, what's going on?That, that... "This way, even if the police find Mr. Iwamura's fingerprints left at the scene, they won't suspect him." "what……" This statement is indeed very reasonable. "You didn't see anything, how did you judge?" I really admire Mr. S's reasoning ability. Mr. S still has this kind of talent, I don't know at all. Mei Xiang was on the sidelines from the very beginning.But can Mika understand Mr. S's words? "But Mr. Daofu—you'd better not take all my words seriously." Mr. S's tone became serious. "why?" "It's not good to believe in other people's words. What I just said is just my reasoning, just a possibility. Whether it is true or not, we don't know yet. Once people believe in a certain point, it is difficult to change .If you only believe in one statement, you will be helpless when a situation that contradicts this statement appears in front of you, that is to say, you will lose your correct judgment." I finally understand what Mr. S wants to say.I keep it firmly in my heart. "what!" Mei Xiang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly cried out.Startled, I turned and looked over. "I understand the reminder from my mother-in-law!" "Hint? Oh, the 'smell', right?" "Hmm! It's a handkerchief!" Mei Xiang looked extremely excited, but I didn't understand what Mei Xiang was talking about.However, after a while, it dawned on me. "Yes! Handkerchief!" "I said my husband, what did you say?" I told Mr. S what my mother-in-law said. "Oh, yeah. What the hell is that old lady talking about 'smell'?" "That's why Daji called at me." I explained proudly. "That day Daikichi yelled at me endlessly because I was holding Iwamura-sensei's handkerchief! Dakichi felt the scent of the murderer who killed Mr. S, so he yelled like that desperately." "Ah, so it is like this." Mr. S didn't show much interest.Indeed, now that Mr. Iwamura is known to be the murderer of Mr. S, this hint is of little value.For a moment, I felt like I was making a fuss over a molehill.Meixiang seemed to be the same as me, silently twisting her body and adjusting her posture. "Let's not talk about this first—Mr. S, it's time for you to tell the truth!" I looked at Mr. S's face. "Why did Iwamura-sensei kill you? What was the reason?" "Didn't I tell you, I will tell you one day." Mr. S's voice sank again. "It's just, Mr. Taoist, Xiao Meixiang, can you help me?" "help you?" Meixiang and I asked almost in unison. "Yes, help me. Actually, as I was saying it, I was thinking, I hope you two will listen to my plea." What can Meixiang and I do for Mr. S?When I asked this question, Mr. S replied slowly and carefully, as if deliberately trying to give us the impression that every word he said counts. "I want to ask you to find my body."