Chapter 32 Thirty-one, Mr. S's secret

The next day, Mr. S and I went to Dachi Flour Mill.Originally, they wanted to take Meixiang with them, but Meixiang said that she was not feeling well in the morning, and she didn't look energetic, so she didn't take her with her. "Is Xiao Meixiang okay? She said her stomach is itchy..." "Huh? Did she say that?" "Yeah. She said it to me when you went to the bathroom just now." "Really? Mr. S, you and Meixiang get along pretty well." "Good fit? She's just a kid, I just play with her. But she's so cute." We came to Ochi Flour Mill.

When Uncle Flour saw me coming, he gave a "Yo" and smiled weakly. "Grandma is dead..." Uncle Flour's eyes were red.The usually clean-shaven beard grew in black clumps under the nose and on the chin.At the gate of the factory, a man in a worn-out suit was talking to Uncle Flour's wife with a distressed face.While talking, he was writing something in the notepad, it seemed that he might be a policeman. "If the murderer is caught, I will kill him! His legs will be broken, and soap will be stuffed in his mouth! Just like he did to his mother-in-law..." Uncle Flour lowered his head, talking to himself.It was very small.But extremely excited.

"I'm always ready to avenge my mother-in-law anytime, anywhere..." While speaking, Uncle Flour put his right hand into his trouser pocket, groping for something. "Prepare?" I just asked a question, Uncle Flour stretched out his right hand in front of me and said "this".On the palm is a bar of white soap. "I prepared a lot and asked my wife to buy a big box. Dao husband, I will give you a piece too. Do you want to avenge your mother-in-law? Do you want the murderer to taste the same thing? You have always been so close to your mother-in-law... ..."

Uncle Flour grabbed my wrist and stuffed the soap into my hand.It may be because it has been kept in the pocket, the surface of the soap is wet and sticky, and the touch feels like Uncle Flour's mood at this time.I shook subconsciously, withdrew my hand, and the bar of soap fell to the ground with a bang.Uncle Flour didn't pick it up either, but just stared straight at the ground, his lips trembling slightly. "Well, Uncle, actually..." Slowly waiting for Uncle Flour to recover, I told my mother-in-law what happened yesterday morning. "Oh, at that time..." Uncle Flour blinked his red eyes and nodded.

"Mr. Dao, besides you, many people told the police that they saw my mother-in-law at that time. When I woke up yesterday, my mother-in-law disappeared. I must have gone for a walk in the morning, and then I was..." "Did my mother-in-law go out for a walk so early before?" When I asked, Uncle Flour replied, "My mother-in-law always does whatever she wants." At this time, the man who looked like a policeman called Uncle Flour from behind.Uncle Flour showed me that lonely smile again, said "Then I'll pass", then turned and left.I went to that window.In the dark room, only the statue of King Jundali Ming stared forward with a grim expression as usual.There was an indescribable emotion in my chest.My thoughts are the same as Uncle Flour's, and I want to kill the murderer who killed my mother-in-law.Break his legs and put a bar of soap in his mouth.

"That god doesn't work at all!" Mr. S said angrily. After leaving Dachi Flour Mill, we headed to Mr. S's home.Regarding everything about yesterday, we would like to ask Mr. S's mother.We all agreed that there must have been things that weren't publicized beyond the news coverage.If you ask the police, I'm afraid they won't tell us, so we want to ask Mr. S's mother. "Your mother must be very tired--no trouble for her?" I'm just a little worried about this. "But Mr. Taoist, we have no other way. In order to catch the murderer who killed me, we must collect information. If the murderer is caught, my mother will be very happy." The door of the entrance opened, and Mr. S After my mother saw me, she seemed to be very surprised. She didn't speak for a while, and looked at me with her slightly squinted eyes. Mr. S's mother is wearing a black skirt and a black top.

"I heard about Mr. S." Still looking at me, Mr. S's mother said slowly, "Did you read the news?" It seems that Officer Guwei didn't let me sneak into Mr. S's house yesterday morning. Things tell her.I thought that was fine, but there was no explanation. Daji seemed to be tired and curled up in his little pet room.It may be that the police have inspected its body and mouth endlessly. "Ok……" How to speak, I have not considered at all.When I was desperately searching for words in my mind, Mr. S's mother said to me: "Come in." So I followed Mr. S's mother into the porch.

When passing the pet room, Daji raised his head in horror as if he had been pricked by a needle, then let out a low bark like the sound of wind passing through the gap, and desperately hid in the pet room.That pitiful look seemed to scare him from anyone but his master. In the Japanese room where Mr. S was hanged, I sat opposite Mr. S's mother. "Mr. Dao, thank you so much. You helped the police a lot with that child's matter." Mr. S's mother felt that she hadn't thanked me properly until today, so she apologized to me. I shook my head vigorously to indicate that it was okay.

"Is that... is it a spider?" Mr. S's mother glanced at the bottle next to my buttocks. "I used it for my own research during the summer vacation." I said perfunctorily. Mr. S's mother immediately narrowed her eyes, and her eyes fell on her knees again. "Yeah, it's summer vacation now..." We were silent for a while. I turned my eyes to the yard, and the rows of sunflowers were blooming with huge flowers.The lush weeds on the other side were trampled here and there, probably because of the many people who came yesterday. "It is very likely that the child did not commit suicide but was killed by someone else."

That faint voice made me turn my face to Mr. S's mother again. "The TV news talked about the soap. It said that traces of soap were found in the mouth." "Yes. It is said that there seems to be soap in the teeth." I finally made up my mind to ask. "Auntie, if Mr. S was killed by someone else—do you think the murderer is the same as the murderer who killed the kitten and puppy nearby?" Mr. S's mother seemed very confused, and paused for a while, Then he said, "I don't know either." "However, soap was stuffed in their mouths. I don't think it can be a coincidence. The police seem to think so, although they said to me 'there may be some connection'. But I think they have established it. From their conversations I think that's what they think. And you see, it happened again last night."

"The mother-in-law..." "Yeah, from the Dachi Flour Factory. I heard that it was also made into that shape. And the body was found on the same day as Mr. S's. So it must not be a coincidence. The old lady of the Dachi family has always taken care of us. I... ..." Mr. S's mother looked away.I closed my eyes. In the silent courtyard, a cicada began to sing.Immediately, countless cicadas began to sing together.The summer air was instantly disturbed. "Auntie, do you have any clues about the murderer?" Mr. S's mother shook her head slowly. "Didn't you notice anything? Before and after Mr. S's death?" "The police asked me too, but I can't remember anything." After finishing speaking, she sighed softly. "I, I don't seem to know that kid very well. After this incident, I realized that I was just making money and working hard to feed him, but I never talked to him properly. And that morning, If I didn't get up in the morning and go to work, the child would probably be alive today..." Mr. S's mother's bloodless lips trembled slightly.I really can't bear to watch it. "Mr. Daofu, I know you have been thinking about that child all the time, but I'm sorry, I really can't remember anything." After speaking, Mr. S's mother repeated "I'm sorry" endlessly.I feel like that wasn't meant for me. "Where did Daji bring Mr. S's body back? Don't you know yet?" "Hmm. I don't seem to know yet." Mr. S's mother covered her face with her thin hands and took a deep breath. I think I can understand so much. Mr. S's mother is in too much pain, and I am also in pain. "Well, thank you. I take my leave." I was about to stand up when Mr. S's mother stopped me. "Master Daofu, wait a moment." After a pause, it seemed that I was struggling in my heart, and Mr. S's mother finally looked at my face.Say, "I, there's one thing I didn't tell the police." "Oh……" "I don't think it will be helpful to catch the murderer, so I didn't say it. I don't want to tell others. This is also for the child's sake..." I sat down again. "You said yes——for the sake of Mr. S, you don't want to say it..." "I sometimes think that kid is scary. Even though it's my own son, I always feel like there's something wrong with that kid." "Not quite right..." At this time, Mr. S's mother suddenly asked me a question. "Do you know why Daji brought the child's body back?" I couldn't figure it out, so I could only wait for her explanation in silence. "That kid trained Daji to do this before." "Training? Training Daji to find his own corpse?" I involuntarily raised my voice.But Mr. S's mother shook her head and said, "It's not like that." "It's not looking for your own body, but looking for rotten meat, and training Daji to bring it back. I really don't understand why Daji was trained to do this. I just feel a little scared... Although he is my son, I I still feel scared...so I didn't ask..." Tears flowed down the side of my nose. Mr. S's mother began to talk: one evening a year ago, she inadvertently glanced into the yard, and found that Mr. S was holding Daji's collar, and seemed to be saying something to Daji solemnly.The noose around Dae-gil's neck has been undone. "Go!" Mr. S let go of Daji as soon as the words fell.Daji jumped out all of a sudden, crossed the yard, ran to the other corner, took something there in his mouth, and then immediately returned to Mr. S's side. "I took a closer look and it was a piece of pork. I remembered right away. A few days ago, the pork that was supposed to be stuffed in the freezer was gone - I thought I remembered it wrong and didn't even notice. Now that I think about it That kid must have secretly taken out the meat and hid it somewhere, and it will be used to train Daji to find meat in a few days later." It seems the same thing has happened a few more times since then.The meat in the refrigerator is always missing.In a few days, Mr. S will definitely train Daji to find that piece of meat. When Mr. S gives an order, Daji will always jump out, sometimes to the corner of the yard, sometimes to the wall. "Once, I finally couldn't help asking him why he did that kind of thing. But the kid just stared at me and didn't say anything..." Since then, Mr. S's mother never asked him again. "I am such a useless mother. In my heart, I feel that the child is terrible, and I am afraid that the child will hate me... Although it is my son... But I really don't know what to do..." Mr. S My mother finally burst into tears, and I could only stare at her blankly.My head was in a mess.How is this going? What exactly is Mr. S doing?Suddenly, I remembered one thing.The word "smell" that my mother-in-law said.We first thought it was the smell of Iwamura-sensei's handkerchief in my pocket.And Dae-gil barks because he smells the murderer who killed Mr. S.Then, according to Mr. S, Daji barked because he smelled the smell of the person who killed his companion.In other words, because Mr. Iwamura killed those kittens and puppies, Daikichi barked desperately at the smell.However, is it true that what the mother-in-law is talking about is the smell of the dead body?That day, before going to Mr. S's house, I saw the cat's dead body in the car that was abandoned in the open space, and I leaned over it.Did Daji bark because he smelled the smell on me?So is the mother-in-law trying to hint this to me? "Um, that thing, has he been doing it all the time? I mean, has he been training Dae-gil until Mr. S died?" Mr. S's mother nodded while crying. "It's been about a month. That's why I can barely hold back, just pretend I didn't see it, just pretend I didn't know anything..." Seeing my friend's mother sobbing in front of me, I really didn't know what to do.I just felt strongly that I had to comfort her. I glanced lightly at the bottle. Mr. S stayed motionless at one end of the nest, as if he didn't hear the conversation between us. "Maybe, it must be, um, there is no special intention. I think Mr. S is probably just playing and having fun. There is nothing scary..." Mr. S's mother stood up, and the movement was so sudden that she was scared I jumped.She opened the closet in the corner of the room, took out something from it, and turned around and handed it to me. "If it's just for fun. I won't do this." The deep voice seemed to be trying to suppress the emotions that were about to explode. "I found out before that kid took Daji to do such weird things. He was only in the second grade at that time. He was hiding under the block." It was a bottle, about the same size as the one I use to hold Mr. S now.It's just that the bottle containing Mr. S is thicker at the top and bottom, while the mouth of the bottle in front of him is much narrower. "I heard a cat cry under the bed. I thought it was a kitten from a wild cat. The cry lasted for a while. But it disappeared suddenly after a month. I felt something was wrong. I went under the bed to see..." Mr. S's mother closed her eyes in pain, her body trembling as if suffering from malaria.Inside the bottle was the skeleton of an animal, what appeared to be the skeleton of a kitten kitten.I was stunned for a moment, and the boundless fear made me almost lose consciousness all over my body.I didn't think the kitten's skeleton in the bottle was scary, but what shocked me most was—"Mr. Daofu, tell me, has the child become scary?" Mr. S's mother said in a daze. "Can you understand how I feel?" "Why are you showing me this..." I finally said this. Mr. S's mother just pursed her lips tightly and lowered her head. "I, let's go back." I stood up holding the bottle containing Mr. S.He turned and left the room, ran through the corridor, and quickly exited the entrance.What came from behind was a slender, sharp, painful cry.