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Shinsuke glanced at his watch, another day passed.He stepped out of the Universal Tower and stood on the sidewalk, waiting for the taxi to pass by. Haruhiko Kiuchi was nowhere to be seen. He left the building one step ahead of Shinsuke, and the timing was perfect, and he stopped an empty taxi. Shinsuke took out his cigarette and lit it with a disposable lighter.Take a deep breath.The nicotine flows along the nasal cavity to the depths of the brain, the nerves are paralyzed for a moment and then revived, the feeling seems to be sharpened, and the craving for stronger nicotine is felt. What should I do next...?

Shinsuke swallowed his clouds while thinking.Kiuchi said not to have anything to do with him anymore, should he honestly do what he said?Indeed, it is not impossible for me to pretend that nothing happened and continue to live my original life. I will not be troubled by doing so, and I will not lose anything. I just go home and have a good rest, and I can live an ordinary daily life from tomorrow on. , at most it left a belly full of questions. Ruriko's face suddenly appeared in his mind. Shinsuke couldn't understand her thoughts at all, why did she become Kishinaka Minae?What is the reason for placing Shinsuke under house arrest?What is her plan?Where are people now?

It felt like it was a long time ago to hold her body, but that feeling did exist in the memory, but now it lacks the sense of reality in retrospect, and it even feels like all this is just a nightmare. Also, the dolls made by Reiji Kishinaka... Shinsuke's spine shivered just thinking of the doll's face, and they obviously wanted to tell something. Finally, a car that looked like a taxi appeared on the road, and the light signal on the car showed "empty car".Shinsuke breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand. "Where are you going?" asked the bespectacled driver.

Shinsuke originally wanted to say this when heading towards Monzen Nakacho, but at this moment his eyes fell to the side of the driver's seat, and he found a book sandwiched between the seat and the handbrake, which was probably read by the driver while he was waiting for guests. The title of that book caught Shinsuke's attention. The title is "Enjoying Cocktails at Home". Does this driver like to drink bars?Maybe tasting the cocktails he made before going to bed is his daily pleasure. Seeing the word cocktail, a thought flashed in Shinsuke's mind, and he told the driver: "Please go to Yotsuya."

The driver said "yes" in a cold voice and turned the steering wheel. Shinsuke leaned back in his chair. Enoshima lived in Yotsuya. When he got off the taxi, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, which was the closing time of "Sirius".Shinsuke bought sandwiches and canned coffee at a nearby convenience store, and ate them while standing in front of the store. Entering from the road next to this convenience store is Ejima's house.Enoshima lives with his wife and one daughter in a Western-style mansion that can be called a mansion. His wife teaches tea ceremony, and I heard that his daughter just entered a women's university this year.

While eating supper, Shinsuke stared at the passing vehicles in front of him, thinking that Edo would drive his own car home, right?He doesn't detour around very often, so his Mercedes should show up around two-thirty. Shinsuke walked to the door of his house, just in time to see Jiang Dao backing into the garage.Shinsuke stood a little distance away, watching him reversing the car.Jiang Dao's driving skills are not very good. Even though it is the garage where he often parks, he still turns the steering wheel back and forth twice. The sound of the engine stopped, the headlights went out, and after the door opened, Ejima got out of the car.After Shinsuke waited for Ejima to come out of the garage, he walked towards him.

"Mr. Ejima." Ejima, who was walking with his head held high, stopped when he heard the sound.The muscles of Jiang Dao's whole body tensed up, and he became wary. Although he was facing the light of the street lamp, he seemed to immediately realize who the person calling him was. "Is it Shinsuke?" Shinsuke stood under the light. Jiang Dao's wary expression remained unchanged, "What's the matter, it's already this time?" "I'm waiting for you, because there is something I want to ask you no matter what." "Is there something you want to ask?" Jiang Dao frowned, "You are still hiding here waiting for me. The matter must be urgent, right?"

"Probably." Shinsuke replied. Ejima nodded, staring intently at Shinsuke's face, as if spying on Shinsuke's inner thoughts. "Then come to my house and talk!" "I don't want to cause trouble to your wife and daughter, just say it here." "Is it something that can be finished while standing?" "It's just about standing on the curb and talking." "what?" "Stand by the side of the road and talk." Shinsuke repeated. "A few days ago, you and Haruhiko Kiuchi were standing on the side of the road talking, right? Near 'Sirius'."

"Kiuchi? What are you talking about? You must have made a mistake, right?" "I saw it with my own eyes." Shen Jie laughed, but he knew that he was laughing stiffly. "That person is definitely Haruhiko Kiuchi, and the person talking to that guy is Mr. Ejima, please don't lie to me again." Ejima, who had always been smiling before, suddenly became serious, with a cold gleam in his eyes. "When I said at that time, I hope Mr. Jiang Dao told me about the other perpetrator of the car accident, you said you didn't know that man! That's why you said you would ask Lawyer Tangkou for a look, and you told me after that The name 'Kiuchi', in fact, you already know Kiuchi, right?"

"So what? Does it bother you?" "Why are you lying to me?" "I should have said this several times. I hope you can get out of the accident in the past quickly and get back on your feet. I don't want you to be bound by things that can no longer be changed. That's all." "Have you known Haruhiko Kiuchi before?" "know." "How did you know each other?" "It's nothing special, I just met because of that car accident. Maybe you have forgotten that although you were the one who caused the car accident, I am the owner of the car, and I have to handle all the insurance claims procedures. That is to say, in the It was just an encounter with another perpetrator during the process."

"What did you talk to that guy about that night?" "We were just chatting. We didn't expect to meet him there, so I asked him how he is doing now? It's just this level of conversation, just like you said just now, just standing on the side of the road and chatting." "But it seems to me that you are telling something ulterior." "We're not good friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, it's just a simple chat, and the expressions don't look very happy, right? That's why you think that's the case!" Ejima's voice was a little impatient, and Shinsuke understood that he was trying not to let others notice his mood, but after listening to his explanation, he still felt unable to accept it.Judging from the way Ejima and Kiuchi talked that night, he didn't think the two were just chatting. "Is that all you have to say?" "Mr. Ejima," Shinsuke continued after licking his lips. "Do you know the construction of the imperial capital?" "Imperial Capital Construction? Ah, I've only heard the name." From Jiang Dao's expression, it's hard to tell if he's shaken in his heart. "Where's the president's daughter?" "The president's daughter? I don't know." Jiang Dao said with a wry smile and tilted his head. "Unfortunately, I don't know the president's name either." "Uehara, the name of the president's daughter is Midori." "I haven't heard of it at all." Jiang Dao said with certainty. "So what? Is it about me, or about you?" "She is Kiuchi Haruhiko's ex-fiancee, don't you really know?" "Mr. Kiuchi's fiancée? Well, I don't know. As I said just now, we met because of the car accident at that time. As for his private life, I don't know." Shinsuke fell silent, and then Ejima chuckled. "Hey, Shinsuke! It's time to end! You really think too much! How long are you going to carry the past with you? Compared with these things, there should be other more important things, right? How is your cocktail learning? ?” "What I should do now is to make the unacceptable things acceptable." Jiang Dao couldn't help but shook his head helplessly. "Then tell me, what's the plan of Mr. Kiuchi and I? What's the benefit of doing this kind of thing? Calm down, I'll take you home. Meet with me after you calm down, and then we can talk slowly .” "I'm calm." "Your words are the same as drunk people say, those guys always say that, I'm not drunk..." Jiang Dao returned to the garage and opened the door of the Mercedes. "No, I'll go back by myself." "It's okay, you're welcome." Ejima entered the car and started the engine. Shinsuke's face was wrinkled by the glare of the headlights. The Mercedes came out of the garage and stopped right in front of Shinsuke. Shinsuke had no choice but to reach out to open the door of the passenger seat, but Ejima pointed at the back seat from the other side of the glass. Shinsuke opened the rear door and sat down. go in. "The other day my wife spilled the juice and the seat was dirty." "Does your wife drive too?" "I don't drive it very often. I only drive it when I'm playing golf with my friends. I haven't driven it for a long time, and I'm worried that I might have a car accident. Fortunately, it's just dirty seats." look like. Shinsuke leaned comfortably on the back of the chair and raised his feet, thinking how long it has been since he took Eshima's car like this. When he was still working at "Sirius", he used Eshima's car to go home several times. When Shinsuke looked at Jiang Dao's face from behind, he had a wonderful feeling, the sense of sight reappeared, he felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar, just like looking at Jiang Dao from the back seat now.However, this should be impossible. Although I have taken his car several times before, I always sit in the passenger seat every time. He looked at the street at night through the windshield, and the headlights of the oncoming cars went by one after another. Shinsuke stared at the scenery intently, and his consciousness gradually became blurred, almost as if he was hypnotized. hypnosis - When you think of this word, why do you think of Ruriko's eyes?In the room of the skyscraper, the body couldn't move when she stared at it. Is that hypnosis? "Hey, Shinsuke, I told you this before, right? Do you remember how many people died in traffic accidents in a year?" Enoshima asked him. "What did you say?" Shinsuke replied. "About 10,000 people die every year. If the total population is 100 million, that means one death per 10,000 people. On average, there is one traffic accident every 40 seconds. From the ratio, there is one person every 50 minutes. Death, and these are averages, the frequency of contact with cars varies from person to person. To put it to the extreme, a person who jogs every night has a far higher chance of being in a traffic accident than a newborn baby, and of course It will vary depending on the area you live in. In the past, Hokkaido had the most traffic accidents, followed by Aichi Prefecture. Of course, Tokyo also ranked in the top. Residents living in these places, if many people go out at the same time, Maybe one person dies every 20 or 30 seconds." "After all, there are too many cars!" Shinsuke said.He thought to himself that he had no right to speak as if it had nothing to do with him, but he didn't know how to respond. "Of course the victims of the accident will be dissatisfied, but ah! Shinsuke, it's like throwing dice. Occasionally, bad points will come out. There are about 70 million people in Japan with driver's licenses, and the number of cars including motorcycles is about 8,000. There are so many cars driving on the roads all over Japan, of course there will be accidents in this situation! It's like putting dozens of marbles in the washbasin so that they don't collide with each other. It's a strange thing, so it's natural that cars will collide. If someone hits someone with a car, someone will be hit by the car. In your case, Shen Jie, you just happened to be the one who hit the person, and the whole incident is nothing more than that." "The victim and his family members can't accept it!" "I'm just stating the facts objectively. If 10,000 people won a lottery of 100 million yuan every year, the whole of Japan would be in chaos. However, traffic accidents are not like this. There is nothing unusual at all." Shinsuke didn't give any answer, although Jiang Dao said these things to make him forget the car accident quickly, but he thought it was meaningless because he didn't have any impression at all. Ejima suddenly turned the steering wheel sharply, and Shinsuke's body fell to one side due to centrifugal force. He grabbed the armrest on the seat with his right hand, trying to stabilize his body. At this moment, he felt that his palm touched something, and he felt a pain of being pricked. He picked up the object with his fingers. It was one centimeter long and five millimeters wide. It was a fragment of an unknown object, and its thickness was less than one millimeter!The material appears to be plastic. What caught Shinsuke's attention was its color, purplish silver, he felt as if he had seen this color somewhere, not too long ago, where exactly? As the shard rolled around in his palm, he suddenly remembered what it was. Here are the nails— To be precise, it was a piece of armor, and the woman had the same thing installed. It's Chengmei, that's right!Shinsuke clearly recalled Narumi painting various colors on this nail, and this kind of purple-ish silver was her favorite color. Has Chengmei ever taken this car?When is it?Why would you take it? Although it's not that Jiang Dao and Narumi don't know each other, but after all, they met through Shinsuke. Shinsuke couldn't imagine that Cheng Mei would meet Jiang Dao without his knowledge. Have you met Cheng Mei?Just as he was about to ask this question, the car turned sharply again, and the nail on Shinsuke's palm fell off in an instant. Shinsuke bent down in panic, and looked under the seat, the dim light made it more difficult for him to find. "What are you doing?" Jiang Dao noticed movement in the back seat, so he glanced back and asked. "No, it's nothing." Shinsuke continued to look for nails while speaking, his body completely slipped from the seat, and soon, he found that the nail had fallen under the seat in front of him. He reached out to pick it up, and was about to sit back on his seat... A voice suddenly rang in his ears. It was a woman's scream.