Chapter 19 18

When the doorbell rang, Shen Jieren was still under the covers.Even on weekdays, he slept until the afternoon.What's more, today is the closed Saturday in the store, and last night there were customers who did not leave after the business hours, and the closing time was almost four o'clock in the morning.He also didn't set the alarm clock that he would always set on weekdays. If no one disturbed him, he would probably sleep until almost dusk. The doorbell rang incessantly.Although Shinsuke wanted to ignore it, he finally got up.Because he knows his own character well, he will definitely have a grudge about who rang the bell afterwards.

He picked up the microphone of the walkie-talkie, "Who is it?" The questioning voice was very cold. "Ah...Mr. Amamura, long time no see. I'm Kozuka from Nishi Azabu District." The voice from the other end of the microphone was deep but loud.Shinsuke remembered that he had heard this voice before, and a thin face and sharp eyes appeared in his mind. "Mr. Otsuka...what's the matter with you?" "I have something to tell you. Can you open the door?" Probably because he knew that the other party recognized him, so the words he used suddenly became friendly.

"Ah good." Shinsuke thought to himself, what could happen?Suddenly he thought it might have something to do with Chengmei.What happened to her?However, he immediately denied that he had reported Chengmei's disappearance to the Shenchuan Police Station before, and this matter should have nothing to do with the Nishi Azabu Police Station. Before opening the door, Shinsuke peeked out through the peephole on the door and only saw Detective Kotsuka with broad shoulders.He didn't seem to see another young detective who had come with him earlier. The door lock was unlocked, and as soon as the door was opened, Kozuka grinned kindly.

"Oops, hello. Sorry to disturb your rest." "Did something happen?" "No, it's not that something happened. It's just that there are some interesting things about the previous incident. So I want to ask you." "The previous incident refers to..." "About Kishi." After the detective finished speaking, he pointed at Shinsuke's head. "Is your wound all healed? The bandages seem to have been removed." "That's right." Shinsuke replied. "What happened to that man?" Shinsuke has always been troubled by what he should call Kishinaka Reiji.Although it is strange to call the person who attacked him "Mr. Kishizhong", but the other party is the family member of the victim of the car accident.

"Well... If possible, I hope we can talk inside." The policeman stroked his chin. "Ah, that's it. Then please come in." "Your wife, no, it's your girlfriend. Isn't she here?" The detective took off his shoes and looked around the room. "Yeah," Shinsuke said a little bewildered. "It's just not there at the moment." "Ah, it's like this." Kozuka didn't ask the reason for her absence, probably because he didn't care too much. Shinsuke asked him to sit on a chair by the dining table, poured water into the coffee machine, and took out a can of Brazilian ground coffee from the refrigerator.

"Is coffee okay?" Shinsuke asked while loading the filter paper. "Don't bother so much." "I want to drink it myself. I just woke up and my mind is not clear." Shinsuke secretly mocked the fact that he was woken up by the ringtone, but the detective did not respond at all. "Then I won't be polite." "So, what's the matter? I think, after all, the case can be considered solved." Shinsuke asked. "Of course we think so too. After all, we are also very busy, and we want to get rid of that inexplicable case as soon as possible. This is our sincerity."

"So something is keeping you from closing the case?" "That's what happened." Otsuka reached into his jacket pocket.Shinsuke thought he was going to pull out a police handbook, but instead he got cigarettes. "Can I smoke?" "Please." Shinsuke put the ashtray on the sink in front of the detective. "After that case happened, I heard that you had a slight memory impairment. How did you go after that? Have you remembered everything?" The detective asked while lighting a cigarette with a cigarette in his mouth. "No, I can't say I can remember everything. There are still many things I can't remember clearly."

"That's it. The sequelae of being beaten on the head are so serious." The criminal policeman nodded in understanding and took a puff of cigarette. "What about Kishinaka's memory? You said you saw him for the first time on the day you were attacked, so before that day, did you never see him?" "Not as far as I remember." "That's right. Has the situation changed in this regard?" The detective nodded and took another drag on his cigarette. "That night, you said that you chatted with Kishinaka for a while, and you talked about wine, right?"

"Talking about Irish Cream Whiskey." "Is there anything else to say?" "I've talked about this several times. He asked me a little bit about my work. Asked me if I have any unhappy things, if so, how to adjust my emotions and so on." "Didn't he mention his own affairs? For example, the house he lives in, the places he usually goes to, etc." "The other party barely mentioned anything about himself. He just talked about going to Hawaii on his honeymoon and drinking Irish cream whiskey on the plane back." Shinsuke took out two mugs from the sideboard and lined them up next to the coffee machine.Steaming steam from the coffee machine.The dark brown liquid trickled into the coffee pot.

"What's going on? Why are you still asking about this now?" Shinsuke's voice implied a little anxiety. The detective sighed along with the smoke.He reached into his coat pocket again, this time not taking out a cigarette, but a small plastic bag with a key in it. "I'm worrying about this stuff." "What kind of key is this?" Shinsuke reached for the plastic bag.But before he touched the plastic bag, the criminal police quickly picked it up. "This is the key Kishi is carrying with him. When the body was found, the key was in his trouser pocket."

"That's the key to his house." "To be precise. There are two keys in total. One is the key of his house as you said. But, I don't know where this key is. Have you ever seen it?" "Please let me have a look." After Shinsuke stretched out his hand, Otsuka put the key in the palm of his hand together with the plastic bag. The brass key had faded a bit.But polishing it may give it a golden gleam.The front part of the key is flat and rectangular, with several protrusions on the surface. "It doesn't look like a key to a warehouse or a car." "We also guessed that it might be the key to his studio, but there is no matching lock there. It must be a door key from somewhere. And only high-end single-family houses or buildings will use it." "It's completely different from my house key." Shinsuke returned the key to the detective. "I know." Ozuka grinned and put the key back in his pocket. "I just checked before ringing the doorbell." Shinsuke pouted. "The main purpose of your coming here is for this matter?" "That's right." "It doesn't matter what keys that person has, right? The law doesn't stipulate that you can't carry keys other than your own home." "It is reasonable to say that this is the case. But this case cannot be viewed that way." "Because he committed suicide?" Detective Kotsuka didn't answer, but tilted his head and showed a meaningful smile.Shinsuke knew what the detective was thinking. "Do you think he didn't commit suicide?" Shinsuke asked.He himself was a little surprised. The detective shook the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and scratched his cheek with the other hand. "The situation clearly looks like suicide. It can also be said that there is almost no other evidence to deny this conclusion. Therefore, the central government did not send search personnel, and did not set up a search headquarters, and the director of our bureau did not care much." "But you don't think so, you don't think he committed suicide." Shinsuke pointed to the policeman's nose and said. "Let me answer it this way. I don't think it's a simple case of suicide." "Hey. Suicide can be divided into simple and complicated cases. This is the first time I've heard of it." Shinsuke stood up and poured coffee into two mugs. "Would you like milk or sugar?" "No need to." Shinsuke returned to the table with two mugs.Put one of them in front of the detective. "Excuse me," Otsuka put out his cigarette in the ashtray and took a sip of coffee. "It's delicious, as expected of you." "I'm a bartender, not a coffee maker. Anyone with a coffee machine can make the same thing." "No matter what you do, you need to work hard. Well, the coffee is really delicious." The detective turned the mug slightly under his nose like a wine taster. "Hey, Mr. Otsuka, what happened. Can't you reveal a little bit? If I know something, I can help." After listening to Shinsuke's words, the detective just shrugged. "Even if I want to tell you, I can't do anything if I don't have any special information about the case." Probably the coffee was delicious, so he took another sip, then heaved a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on Shinsuke. "Did I tell you where Kishi's body was found?" "In Kiba, Koto-ku," Shinsuke replied. "A place called Sunny house." "You remember it really well." "I just remembered it by accident." Shinsuke couldn't say that he had been there. "Kishinaka doesn't seem to have lived in that apartment for about three months." "Well, then where does he live?" "I'm not sure about that. But he does live somewhere else. There are too many mails and newspapers to fit in the mailbox, and the administrator there has piled up the mail and newspapers that can't fit in the mailbox several times. In front of his residence. Most of the calls from relatives and friends are not answered. The consumption of water, electricity and gas has also been greatly reduced in the three months before his death. The refrigerator is almost empty, and the things in it are old. The retention period has expired. But he is not completely absent, and the administrator still sees him sometimes." "So, the key just now is..." "The key to another residence in Kishi, it should be possible to guess like this. But in this way, you have to know where that place is. If you don't find out, you will feel that the case is not closed. But after asking and After the people involved in the case, but no one has a clue about the location. Therefore, I will come to you, this guy, it can be regarded as emergency treatment." Unknowingly, Ozuka called Shinsuke from "you" to "you guy", but Shinsuke didn't care. "Where would a man live besides his own home..." "Let's go to the women outside. I don't need you to tell me about this kind of thing." Ozuka lit a second cigarette. "But think about it, if he has a woman outside, is it possible that he still wants to avenge his wife who was killed by a car a year ago?" Shinsuke thought his reasoning was logical and fell silent. "Even so..." Kozuka pursed his lips, exhaling white smoke from his mouth. "It's not that there are no women in and out of Kishizhong." Shinsuke, who was about to drink the coffee in the mug, raised his head. "That is to say?" "There's another family living next door to Kishinaka's house." Ozuka said cautiously. "The house is only 2DK, and the space is quite small. The only child is in the second grade of high school. He is an ordinary kid who loves rock music and motorcycles. Recently, the son of the family told a strange thing. The child said that one day after twelve o'clock in the morning When he got home at midnight, he once saw a woman leaving Kishimanaka's house." "Yeah," Shinsuke nodded. "Isn't this normal? My wife passed away in a car accident. It might happen occasionally." Shinsuke ponders the pornographic ads that end up in the mailbox every day.The advertisement reads—let us introduce you to suitable women, hotels, apartments, mansions, no matter where you are, you can come to the house for service, no matter how many times you want to change, it is OK.In order to relieve the loneliness of losing his wife, Rei Kishizhong called the phone number printed on the advertisement, so that should be the explanation. "Of course, if it's just a woman coming in and out of his house, it's not a big deal. As long as it's not breaking the law, it doesn't matter as long as it's healthy. The problem is the day he witnessed it." "What day?" "The night before the body of Kishi was found." "Huh?" Shinsuke subconsciously widened his eyes. "The night before, however, that person should have been..." "Yes," Kozuka nodded slowly. "Kishinaka should be dead." "So the woman saw the body?" "It should be. But she didn't call the police. We were investigating the case of Kishinaka attacking you, so we found his body." "Why didn't that woman call the police..." Shinsuke murmured. Kozuka smiled with twisted corners of his mouth. "Look. You know why I don't think Kishinaka just killed himself?" "Perhaps it was because the woman was not that close to Kishinaka and didn't want to be involved in trouble, so she didn't call the police?" "Impossible." The detective said with certainty. "Think about it. What do you think that woman has to do with Kishi? Is it a prostitution woman? If so, who called it? Judging from the estimated time of death, Kishi should have died that night The dead body wouldn't call a prostitute, would it? If it wasn't a prostitute and no one asked her out, but she went to Kishi's house by herself in the middle of the night, it can only be inferred that she has a very close relationship with Kishi." "That's right..." Kozuka said logically. "If the high school student had uttered these testimony earlier, the case would not have been so simple to close the case as a suicide. It is really difficult to deal with the situation until now when he uttered those words." The criminal police were slightly speechless. "Didn't the police ask the neighbors before?" "I've inquired about it a long time ago. It's impossible not to go. However, the son of that family has never mentioned that before, and it was for a boring reason." Xiaozuka said fiercely. "What's the reason for that boredom?" "It's better not to know. If you know, you will probably regret it." The policeman glanced at his watch and got up. "I've stayed too long. After all, there have been several unexpected problems, and you'd better forget about it if you accidentally started complaining." Shinsuke chased after Kotsuka who was walking towards the entrance. "Excuse me. Just tell me one thing." "It depends on what the question is before I can decide whether to answer it." Kotsuka said while wearing his leather shoes. "Did that Kishinaka person do anything to Mr. Kiuchi Haruhiko?" "Kiuchi?" Kozuka showed a surprised expression. "Mr. Haruhiko Kiuchi. The person who was involved with me in that car accident was one of the perpetrators who caused the death of Ms. Kishinaka Minae." It should be impossible for the police not to know Haruhiko Kiuchi.When investigating the attack on Shinsuke, it is reasonable to investigate the accident a year ago in detail. "Mr. Kiuchi?" Kozuka turned his face to the other direction and let out a long sigh. "That man was a peculiar man." "Strange person?" "Actually, we didn't see him too often, and we encountered a little hindrance. He himself said that Reiji Kishinaka hadn't taken the initiative to contact him at all, so we had no choice but to conclude that he had nothing to do with the case where you were attacked." Shinsuke always felt that what Ozuka said was ambiguous, maybe he already smelled something from Kiuchi. He thought, probably Otsuka didn't want to leak any more information. "Then I'll take my leave first." After finishing speaking, Otsuka left from Shinsuke's residence.