Chapter 24 Chapter Twenty-Three

The office building in Yaesu appears to be entirely glass.The fifth floor of this building is Nakaoka's destination.He squeezed into the elevator with several men in business suits. Nakaoka was the only one who came down from the fifth floor.The walls are white, which gives people a hard feeling. Walking along the wall, you can see a glass door with "clean teeth" written on it.Nakaoka walked over and opened the door quietly. The girl at the counter by the door smiled and saluted.She was probably in her early twenties, with regular features, which matched the white clothes on her body very well.

Nakaoka took out his police badge. "I called just now." "Ah," the girl nodded with a smile, "You are Mr. Nakaoka." "Yes, you are..." "I'm Nishimura. Excuse me, please wait a moment." Nakaoka responded.The girl stood up and disappeared into the inner room.Nakaoka sat down on the chair next to him. It seemed that this dental clinic was entirely by appointment, and there were no waiting customers. Treatment instructions for using dentures lay on the table.Seeing the price, Nakaoka almost fell out of his eyes.That was equivalent to three months' rent for his family.

The girl came back just now. "You have been waiting for a long time." "Is the timing okay?" "Yes, there is no problem for about thirty minutes." "Thank you very much. It shouldn't take that long." The two walked out of the building.Nakaoka is already optimistic, and there is a coffee shop nearby.Nakaoka asked the girl what she would like to drink, she seemed a little embarrassed and just ordered a latte.Nakaoka asked for a cup of blended coffee, and walked with her to a corner table and sat down. "I'm sorry for being so sudden. Are you startled?" Nakaoka said.

"Kind of, because, that was a long, long time ago," she said, cupping her latte in both hands. Her name is Nishimura Yayoi, and she is a high school classmate of Amakasu Mito's older sister, Moe, and the two also participated in the dance club together. "I heard Miss Suzuki Yuri, the director of the dance department, mentioned you. You two still meet occasionally now, right?" "Have you been to Yuri's too?" Nishimura Yayoi blinked her big eyes. "I've been there. Why?" "It's nothing, it's just that the two of us chatted in text messages, and she didn't mention it to me..."

Oh, Nakaoka nodded. "I asked her not to tell you. Because it is not very convenient to have a prejudgment in mind." "That's it." "Because, if you knew in advance what questions I would ask, you would be prepared. So please don't blame Miss Suzuki." "No way." Yayoi Nishimura smiled and shook her head, "Then, what do you want to ask?" On the phone, Nakaoka only said that he wanted to ask about her time in the high school dance department. Nakaoka took a sip of his coffee, sat up straight, and looked at the other party. "When you were in the dance club, there was a student named Amakasu Moe among the students at the same time. Do you remember?"

Yayoi Nishimura's eyelashes trembled violently, and she put the coffee that was about to be delivered to her mouth back on the table, her expression also froze. "Of course I remember..." Sorry, Nakaoka apologized. "Maybe you don't want to recall this. However, this is all for the investigation of a certain incident. You may feel sad, but please help the police. Miss Suzuki said that Miss Nishimura has the best relationship with Miss Amakasu Moe .Is that right?" "I don't know if it's for the best, but we're really close." "However, you don't seem to know the motive of Miss Amakasu Moe's suicide."

"Yeah, so I couldn't believe it when I heard the news..." "Is there no sign of suicide?" "No. Because she has been working hard for the next competition, cheering and encouraging each other with me every day." "Have you met Miss Amakasu Moe's father?" The mention of her friend's father seemed to surprise Yayoi Nishimura, and she leaned forward a little. "Only once. When he came home from school, he stopped me..." "What did you talk about?" "Of course it's all about Moe. He asked me a lot about Moe, how she was in the dance department."

"How long did you talk? An hour?" "It shouldn't be that long, because we were standing and talking. Fifteen minutes at most." "Did you know that Miss Amakasu Moe's father has a blog?" "Ah... yes," her expression became more rigid, "someone told me, and I went to see it." "How did you feel after watching it?" "This……" "Just tell the truth, it's okay. I won't tell anyone what you said." "It's nothing to tell you. Well... First of all, I feel pitiful. For us, the ones who died were friends, but for a father, the ones who died were his daughter and wife, and even his son became like that. It was really unbearable. "Yayoi Nishimura lowered her head, her voice was like a mosquito.

"Is there any more?" "Others... well," she seemed to be choosing her words carefully, "I think there may be many things about Moe that we don't know. I have never heard her say some of the plots written on it... " "About this point, could you please explain in detail? Because all the plots written on the blog should have been heard by Mr. Amakasu from people who were close to Ms. Moe. However, you who had the closest relationship with her at that time I don’t understand this, what’s going on here?” "It must have been told by someone other than me. It's just..." She said, looking up at Nakaoka.

"What's wrong?" "No, nothing." Yayoi Nishimura shook her head and lowered her eyes again. "Is there something you can't figure out? It's not okay to talk halfway." Nakaoka said half-jokingly. Yayoi Nishimura raised his head hesitantly. "Can I really tell the truth?" "Speak, please, that's exactly what I want." She took a deep breath, as if she wanted to strengthen her belief.Then, he said, "I think that blog is very strange." "Strange? Where is the blame?" "When I read it, I always felt that something was wrong, and something seemed to be out of shape. Now that I think about it, the Moe described there is completely different from the one I know. It's like reading another person's story."

"How about specifics?" "The Moe I know is lively and cheerful. To say something sorry to her is even a little rebellious." "Don't obey the rules?" "Yes. I heard that she was a naughty bad girl when she was in junior high school. She was often detained and educated, and she smoked. However, under the influence of a street performer, she started dancing, and she joined the dance club in high school. A little restrained. That's what she told me herself." "I see. Indeed, listening to you, it's completely different from the image of Ms. Moe described in the blog." "Right? Don't you think that Moe written in it is a cute and docile girl, a delicate girl. That's why I find it strange." Yayoi Nishimura seemed to realize something when she said this, looked at Nakaoka, and said, "Officer Sir, did you ask Yuri the same question?" "yes." "What did she say?" "Why do you want to know that?" "Because, I once talked about this blog with Yuri, and at that time, she also felt the same as me..." "It seems so." Nakaoka nodded, "Miss Suzuki Yuri said this: Although she doesn't know what the facts are, she thinks that blogger is lying." What made Nakaoka suspicious was the testimony of Makoto Kawakami.Kawakami is one of the characters in Amakasu Saisei's blog. It is said that he is best friends with Amakasu Kento in the football club. Although he didn't think that Kento, who had lost his memory, would contact his past football partners, but with the mentality of giving it a try, Nakaoka went to see Kawakami. Kawakami is currently studying at university in Tokyo.Nakaoka found out his residence and visited him.Kawakami in the living room is not tall, but gives the impression of being thin.When Nakaoka mentioned this, Kawakami smiled bitterly: "I was very tall until I entered junior high school, so I was selected as a goalkeeper. But since then, I haven't grown any longer..." Kawakami said he stopped playing soccer halfway through junior high school. Nakaoka asked about his relationship with Amakasu Kento, and Kawakami immediately admitted that they had a good relationship. "I really wanted to visit him. But the team coach said it's better not to go now, because the hospital seems to refuse to meet. But then I went to ask and found out that it was his family who came to talk to the coach. However, it is better not to let the children go to visit the sick, because the children may be greatly shocked when they see Amakasu-kun in a vegetable state. This seems to be what his father said." "Are you talking about Amakasu being born?" "yes." "As a result, after the incident, you never saw Qian Renjun again?" "yes." "I haven't contacted you either?" "No. Don't talk about contacting, I don't know what happened to Kento afterwards. Mr. Police Officer, do you know?" Kawakami asked Nakaoka in turn. "Have you read Amakasu's blog?" "Blog? What's that?" Nakaoka opened Amakasu Saio's blog on his tablet and showed it to Kawakami.Makoto Kawakami also read it seriously, seeming to think about it several times in the middle.Nakaoka asked him what was wrong, and Kawakami said that he felt a little weird. "I did meet Qianren's father. On the way home after practice, he stopped me and asked me about Qianren. However, only that time, and it didn't take as long as the blog said .To be honest, there is nothing important to talk about." "Then, could it be someone other than you who talked with Amakasu-san for a long time?" "Probably. However, these things should not be heard from other players." "That's weird." "Also," Kawakami pouted, pointing to something on the screen dissatisfied, "It also said that these things were done by Qianren and said by Qianren, but I heard from Qianren It’s a completely different story.” "What did you hear?" "From what I've heard, it seems that the relationship between his family members is not very good, and they are more considerate and indifferent." "Indifference? Why indifference?" "The relationship between his parents is getting colder and colder. His father has a lover and doesn't come home very often. Although his mother knows it in her heart, she desperately wants to maintain her status as the 'wife of a genius film director'. Anyway, in the children's You won't get divorced until you grow up." "This...is completely different." "About his sister, it's completely different from what I've heard. My sister has a good relationship with Qianren, but she hates my father very much. Qianren also has an indifferent attitude towards his father." "Oh, but..." Nakaoka operated the computer, "Look at this paragraph, it says that Kenren-kun respects Mr. Amakasu very much, and even worships him." Kawakami scanned the text on the screen and shook his head. "No, it's not like that." "You don't think so?" "Well. He said that he has never seen the movies made by Dad. I have never heard him mention that he will have a movie meal in the future." Kawakami said with certainty. Nakaoka was confused, so what happened to Saisei Amakasu's blog? Among Kawakami's words, what impressed him the most was the fact that Kento's sister Moe hated his father.That's why he tried to reach out to those who were in the same class as her in the high school dance department. "I know very well that Moe hates her father." Yayoi Nishimura said, holding a coffee cup, "She said that he never knew what love was, only valued his own life, and was indifferent to others. Even his wife and Child, he only regards it as his own property." "Owned? How to say?" "I don't know if it should be a decoration or a foil. In short, it is something that enhances the image of Amakasu Saisheng as a film director. When he was a child, he made Moe wear some weird clothes. Moe hates those clothes very much, but If you don’t wear it, you will be scolded. And he also forced Moe, if someone asks her why she wears it like that, she must say because she likes it. Moe said that he probably wanted others to see that the pedigree of a genius director is also It will be passed on to the children." Nakaoka hummed, this is completely different from what was written in the blog. Yayoi Nishimura continues. "Moe became a bad girl in middle school because she deeply resented her selfish father and wanted to discredit him as a genius film director. Her father scolded her: How could I have a daughter like you? She retorted: If I’m lucky not to be the daughter of a man like you. She’s ashamed of her father’s blood.” "Wait," Nakaoka stretched out his right hand, "Father's blood is flowing on his body—is that what Ms. Moe said? That's right?" "That's right. She also said that she wanted to have plastic surgery." "Plastic surgery? Why?" "Because," Nishimura Yayoi pointed her nose with her fingertips, "Moe cares about the shape of her nose. It's not that she looks bad, it's just because she looks like her father too much. Eyes and mouth can be covered up with makeup, but the shape of the nose doesn't matter. There's nothing I can do about it. Also, her hand shape is very similar to her father's, so she also finds it annoying."