Chapter 6 5

The day after Shinsuke was discharged from the hospital, he went to Rei Kishinaka's apartment.When he went out, he didn't intend to go there, he was going to the convenience store to buy a bento for lunch, so he stepped on the bicycle.Cheng Mei was invited by a guest to sing karaoke, and carnivaled in the karaoke box until three o'clock in the morning.When Shinsuke went out, Chengmei was still sleeping on the bed. The first convenience store Shinsuke entered, none of the bento he liked was there.So he rode further.This afternoon the sun is warm and the cool breeze is blowing. It makes people feel very comfortable to step on a bicycle.As long as he is in Koto District, no matter where he goes, Shinsuke rides a bicycle most of the time, he doesn't have a car.

Shinsuke bought bento and magazines at the second convenience store, and just as he was about to go home and stepped on the pedal, he caught a glimpse of something and suddenly stopped. Next door to the convenience store is a real estate agency.The entire glass window is covered with layout drawings of objects.One of them caught his eye. He had the impression that he had heard the name of the apartment SunnyHouse, and it was Kotsuka who told him about it.The name of this apartment should have appeared in Reiji Kishinaka's address. I remember Otsuka said that it was in Kiba—— Shinsuke searched his memory.He didn't remember the detailed address, but when he heard it from Kozuka, he thought that Kishinaka lived very close to his home.On the house property advertisement posted on the window of the intermediary company, it also clearly stated that the apartment was in Kiba, Koto-ku.

A simple map of the apartment's surroundings was drawn on the flyer.Shinsuke looked at this advertisement, and suddenly had the idea of ​​going to have a look.It's not that far to get there by bike. Shinsuke didn't think about what he would do there.It's just that he hopes to understand the man who hates him so much that he wants to kill him.Shinsuke knows nothing about Kishinaka except that he works in a mannequin factory. After confirming the words "2LDK, 125,000 yuan" on the advertisement, he stepped on the pedal with all his might. Destination Apartments are located behind the gas station on Qingzhou Bridge Road.It was a small four-story building, and now it looked dull with earth-yellow walls, which might have been light yellow before.The signboard of the gas station said high-speed car washing and waxing, and the shadow of the square signboard was reflected on the wall.

Shinsuke parked his bicycle in front of the apartment and walked into the apartment from the front entrance with a bag from the convenience store in his hand.On the left is the window of the administrator's room, and there is currently no one in it. There are mailboxes lined up on the right hand side, and Shinsuke stands in front of the mailboxes, checking the nameplates on the mailboxes one by one.Most of the signs have white paper inside.In room 202 there is a piece of paper with "Kishinaka" written on it.Probably the admin forgot to remove it. Shinsuke had expected the apartment to have four floors and there was no elevator, so he climbed up the dark stairs next to the administrator's room.

Shinsuke has a question, why does Kishinaka live in such a place?Although Shinsuke doesn't remember the scene of the car accident, he generally has memories of the aftermath of the car accident.According to his memory, car optional insurance should pay Rei Kishizhong a fairly high amount of compensation. As soon as Shinsuke walked up to the second floor, he stood in front of Room 202. Does that man live in this house? Shinsuke recalled the scene when Kishinaka Reiji came to the store.He wears round black glasses, a well-worn suit and has a scraggly beard.That night, he was preparing in this room, ready to go and kill Shinsuke.There was also a monkey wrench in the jacket.

There was no human breath in the room.Shinsuke stared at the gray door, and then thought of the door of the crematorium.When he thought of Kishizhong committing suicide in this house, he vaguely felt that the other party's hatred was still hidden behind this door. Shinsuke thought to himself that this was enough, and he could accept it, and he probably wouldn't come here again. Just as he was about to take a step, a man approached him.The man had a beard on his chin and was about fifty years old.Wearing a brown beret on his head, holding a paper bag in his hand. For some reason, Shen Jie had an ominous premonition in his heart. He carefully avoided meeting the man's eyes, passed him by, and walked quickly towards the stairs.

"Ah, wait a minute. Sorry, please wait!" The man said to Shinsuke. Shinsuke stopped and turned his head.The man stopped in front of Kishimanaka's house. "Are you Kishimanaka's friend?" the man asked. Shinsuke suddenly thought about whether he should play dumb or not.But the man might have seen him standing in front of Kishimanaka's house. "No, not yet friends..." "People you know?" "Probably." Shen Jie thought that he would have known that he was wearing a woolen hat.Without the hat, the man should have figured out who Shinsuke was once he saw the bandage on his head. "I'm Mr. Kishinaka's... junior."

"Student? Then you are also from the Art University?" "Art University? Not..." "Ah, it's a high school junior." "yes." "That's it." The man's attitude turned to be at a loss, and his eyes fell on the paper bag he was holding. "So, what to do? This is really tricky." Obviously, the man hoped that Shinsuke would ask him what was the matter, and started with the question, hoping to discuss something with Shinsuke.Therefore, if you don't want to get involved with that man, leaving silently is the best choice.Of course, Shinsuke didn't want to get into trouble and get into trouble with that man.However, the desire in my heart to know more about Reiji Kishinaka was stronger than I realized.

"What's wrong?" Shinsuke asked. As he expected, a friendly smile returned to the man's face. "In fact, Kishi and I work in the same company. His things are still in the company, so I sent them over for him. I originally planned to ask the administrator to keep them, but it seems that the administrator doesn't come to this apartment often." "That's it." "This is really tricky, what should I do?" The man scratched his head, turned his head to glance at the room in the bank, and then looked at the paper bag in his hand. "Is the company you're talking about a company that produces mannequins?" Shinsuke asked as he remembered what Otsuka had said.

"Yes. Did you listen to what Kishi said?" The man was a little happy. "He and I were both in charge of painting the face." "Face?" "The face of a mannequin." The man took out a booklet from the paper bag, and handed it to Shinsuke with the cover facing up. "I drew this." On the cover of the booklet there was only a drawing of the mannequin's head.Eyebrows, lips, and pupils were drawn on the snow-white skin with very delicate strokes.Perhaps because the Japanese were used as models, the hair is black and the eyes are drawn a little elongated.

"It's beautiful." Shinsuke said.This is his sincere words. "This is my proudest work." The man put away the booklet. "So, depending on the painter, the painted works will also be different? For example, the expression will be different." "Of course it's completely different. After all, everyone has their own preferences. Even if the painters are the same, the things they draw will be different depending on the mood at the time." "...What kind of face did Kishimanaka-san draw?" "He belongs to the personality school. It's not just a simple drawing of the face, but a strong personal style, so some people like it very much, but some people don't like it. It's just that this method is not very popular with customers. It's gone." The man fumbled in the paper bag.After a while, he took out a folder. "This is Kishinaka's work." Shinsuke took the folder and opened it.The photos inside are all sorted by category.Each photo is the face of a female mannequin.In addition to faces drawn with Europeans and Americans as models, there are also various faces such as blacks and orientals.The expressions in each photo are different, and the eyes in the photos are deeper than human eyes.Just staring at the photos, you can feel their different charms. Shinsuke thinks this is really an art.He was even a little moved. "This is really tricky, what should I do?" The man kept repeating the same sentence. "I can't bear to throw away his painstaking work, but I can't put it in the company. After all, he died like that." "Are there any other folders?" Shinsuke asked. "Well, there are two folders. One is for drawing faces of children; the other is for drawing full-body portraits of mannequins. Besides that, there are his drawing tools, slippers, etc... ..." the man said while looking at the paper bag. "Can I keep these things first?" "is this okay?" "It's okay, I just don't know when it will be handed over to the family members." "Oh, that's all right. I don't think there's any rush. Anyway, just keep it out of the company. Then I'll leave everything to you. You've done me a great favor by wanting to keep these things." Perhaps the man was afraid that Shinsuke would change his mind, so he immediately handed the paper bag to Shinsuke. "Excuse me, what's your last name?" Shinsuke took the paper bag and asked. "Oh, I forgot." The man took out his business card from his jacket pocket. The name card says Takahashi Yuji.The above title is Creative Director of Creative Design Department of MK Model Co., Ltd.The company's address is Dongyang Street in Jiangdong District.Only then did Shinsuke know that there was a mannequin manufacturing company near his home. "Well, what about you?" Takahashi asked. "Ah, I'm sorry. I don't have a business card with me." Shen Jie hurriedly thought of a fake name, and suddenly the surname of "Minghe" mother Sang appeared. "My surname is Ono." Takahashi took out a mechanical pencil, and further asked Shinsuke for his contact information.Shinsuke revealed a fictitious address and phone number that even he didn't know existed.Takahashi didn't doubt that there was him, and wrote down the contact information on the back of his business card. "Thank you very much. This will relieve me of my responsibility." After Gao Qiao finished writing, he went downstairs.Shinsuke followed him with a paper bag. "It must have caused a commotion in the company, right?" Shinsuke said to Takahashi's back. "It happened after all." "Yeah, everyone was shocked." "Are Mr. Takahashi and Mr. Kishinaka familiar?" "It should be counted. After all, in the small studio, there are only two of us working in it every day. As far as the company is concerned, I am probably the one who knows him best." "Before that incident, was Mr. Kishinaka's appearance different from before?" After Shinsuke finished asking, Takahashi stopped and turned his head, looking at his face with interest. "Your question is really like a criminal policeman would ask. Moreover, I have been asked the same question." "Ah, it's not..." "If you really want to say that there is something different, you can actually say that there is, or you can say that there is no. I only have this conclusion." Takahashi said. "He's been different since his wife passed away. Since then, he's always had a weird personality. He's often sullen and sullen. But if you take that look as his usual look, he won't I think he is very strange before committing suicide. Do you know what I want to express?" "I understand." Shinji nodded. "I think he is a poor man, he loves his wife from the bottom of his heart." Takahashi said and left the apartment.His car was parked across the road.He took out the car keys from his pocket and walked towards the car. "It's great to meet you. If I continue to slow down, maybe I will be issued a ticket for illegal parking." "I'll keep this first." Shinsuke held up the paper bag and said. "Then I'm counting on you. Ah, that's right!" When Takahashi opened the driver's door halfway, he stopped suddenly. "In the folder just now, there is only a collection of paintings of women's faces." "yes." "The photo pasted on the last page of that book is a mannequin in a wedding dress. You can take a closer look." "Is there anything special about it?" "Yes." Takahashi nodded seriously. "The face painted on it looks like Kishimanaka's wife." Hey, Shinsuke couldn't help but let out a low cry. "The drawing is very similar. The result after making a human model is also quite good, it is worth seeing." After finishing these words, Takahashi gently raised his hand and sat in his car. "Why did Xiao Shen bring this kind of thing back?" Cheng Mei opened the folder on the table and said.As soon as Shinsuke got home, he saw that she was already up and watching TV, so he explained what happened briefly. "So didn't I just say it? I don't know why." "I don't know why, could it be that you want to keep the things of the man who tried to kill you as a souvenir?" "I think if it's something else, I wouldn't particularly want it. It's just that when I look at these things, I have some interest." "really weird." "If you hate it, don't watch it." "I didn't say I hated it. I just thought it was strange to bring this kind of thing back.—Huh? There are mannequins who look like Chinese people. I haven't seen them before." Shinsuke stood by the window, lit a cigarette with a cigarette in his mouth.A car passed by the narrow road below at high speed.Most local drivers know that this road is a shortcut to a major road. Be careful, car accidents often happen at intersections without traffic lights ahead—— Shinsuke murmured to himself.He pricked up his ears to listen carefully, but he didn't hear the car slamming on the brakes, or the sound of a head-on collision.Shinsuke secretly cursed that the other party was such a lucky guy. Shinsuke himself doesn't understand why he wants to keep Kishinaka's personal belongings.Being attracted to photos of mannequins is true, but it's not the only reason.There's no way to just blame it on his wanting to understand the man who tried to kill him.Specifically, he probably wanted to confirm how much Kishimanaka hated him. The cigarette butt in his hand fell into the ashtray.At this time, Cheng Mei, who was looking at the photos of the mannequins, suddenly gasped and closed the folder forcefully.Covering her mouth with her hands, she stared straight at Shinsuke with fear in her eyes. "What's wrong?" Shinsuke asked. Chengmei pointed at the folder with her slender fingers. "There's a horrific picture inside." "Scary photos? Isn't it just a photo of a mannequin?" "It's a photo of a mannequin, that's right. But for some reason, only the face of the mannequin is scary." Cheng Mei was probably afraid that her hairs stood on end as she rubbed her body. "The last photo, in the bridal gown..." "last piece?" Shinsuke remembered what Takahashi said, but he didn't tell Chengmei about it. He reached for the folder.He hadn't seen the photo of the mannequin who looked like Rei Kishi's second wife. "Don't show it to me." Cheng Mei turned her back. "Feeling bad, bad mood..." Shinsuke felt that Chengmi's reaction was too exaggerated in his heart, so he put his hand on the last page.Just as he was about to open it, a sense of foreboding rushed deep in his chest. After he turned the page, the woman's face suddenly jumped into his eyes. Shinsuke was taken aback. He couldn't imagine that the painting could be a mannequin.The face is painted so lifelike that it is no different from a living woman. The word beauty is not enough to describe it. It even has an aura that other human models lack.However, it also smells of death.Shinsuke couldn't look away.Its ivory skin, perfectly curvy eyebrows, lips whispering like drizzle, slender nose bridge, and—— Shinsuke found that the biggest difference between the face of this mannequin and other mannequins is that the eyes of other mannequins are empty, only this mannequin is not. This woman... is looking at me— When he thought so in his heart, the pupils of the mannequin in the photo seemed to move slightly.Shinsuke hurriedly closed the folder. "Xiao Shen?" Cheng Mei called out to him worriedly. Shinsuke has no time to answer Chengmei.His heart was beating so hard that it hurt his chest.Sweat permeates the whole body, the back feels cold, and the hands and feet are as cold as ice. "Really, take this kind of photo and throw it away." Cheng Mei said anxiously. Shinsuke didn't answer for a while.