Chapter 29 hanged corpse

On a park bench somewhere. There is a column of water spraying in front of the eyes, which sprays high into the clear sky in the evening and then falls, sprays up and then falls. While listening to the sound of spraying water, I spread out two or three evening papers and read them.I found that no matter which newspaper it was, I couldn't find the news report I wanted, so I had to sneer and fold the newspaper into a ball. What I'm looking for is exactly one month ago, the relevant news reports that recorded the body of the poor old street girl who was strangled to death by me was found in the suburbs or abandoned vacant houses.

Although this girl and I fell in love with each other, but one evening, because I saw her who came to meet me, she was wearing a peach petal type (a Japanese hairstyle worn by sixteen and seventeen-year-old girls in old Japan.), wearing The appearance of the long-sleeved kimono was so beautiful that I was so embarrassed that I could hardly breathe, so I subconsciously took her to a house near the ×× level crossing in the suburbs, and suddenly strangled the panicked girl to death. A sense of relief.If I hadn't done this, maybe I would have gone crazy... I thought so... I took off her kimono belt and hung it on the upper beam of the house, pretending to be a dead body that hanged itself.Although I returned to my residence as if nothing had happened, I came to this park twice a day, morning and evening, as if I had made up my mind, sat on this bench, and then looked at the two or three books I bought at the entrance of the park. The morning and evening papers have gradually become a habit.

Expecting to see such news headlines... Then I made sure that no such report was published in any newspaper. I looked at the sky above the empty room, the clear blue sky, and a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth. Has become a habit. Also now.I crumpled up two or three newspapers, threw them under the chair, and, smoking a cigar, looked back at the gray sky in that direction.As usual, I flashed a sneer and struck a match, when I suddenly caught a glimpse of a newspaper lying at my feet, and I couldn't help but gasp. This is the society edition of the evening paper of the same day, presumably the newspaper that was discarded by the person who sat in this chair before.A big note with a three-paragraph headline was prominently published in the center of the newspaper, shooting into my eyes like an electric current.

I grabbed the newspaper and ran out of the park like crazy.Then I came to the impressive abandoned house near the ×× level crossing unconsciously, and stood there blankly. I finally found myself clutching the newspaper with one hand, looking around in panic.After making sure that no one was passing by, he quickly opened the door and entered the house. You can hardly see your fingers in the abandoned empty house.Then I searched for the girl's hanged body, until I found the innermost eight-fold room, and then I lit a match... "..." ...That's right, that's really my dead body.

The kimono strap hangs from the beam, with a cigar in his mouth; a match in his right hand, and a newspaper in his left hand... collapsed from being too surprised.The embers of the match fell to the ground... Could this be a trap set by the police... There was such a doubt in my mind. At that moment, I suddenly felt a young girl's voice coming from the darkness behind me. Sneer. Unmistakably, it was the voice of the girl I strangled to death. "Oh heh heh heh heh heh...you finally know what I'm thinking..."