Chapter 29 Chapter Twenty Eight

While staring at the interior decoration books in a daze, the mobile phone that was put aside rang.Qian Zuo picked it up, looked at it, and took a deep breath."Kimura" is displayed on the screen. She pressed the answer button and said "Hello". "Are you alone now?" "Yes, I'm in my living room with no one around." She heard a soft "hmm" from the other side. "The last step, it's almost time. Implementation is today." "Today? In such a hurry?" "Didn't I tell you the approximate date before? That's why I told you not to make other arrangements and wait for me to contact you at any time."

"I know, but it still feels a little sudden." "For various reasons, the specific time can only be decided when it is approaching. Do you remember the steps?" "I remember, but will it go well? What if I can't contact the other party?" "Don't worry, it will. There's no reason it won't." He always looked confident, but never said why, which made Qian Zuo uneasy.But so far, he has not said that he missed a single time. "Even if we get in touch, you might not be able to call him out in such a hurry, right? The other party may not be convenient in time."

"Then we can only make plans. You can just say 'I will contact you another day' and hang up the phone. However, he should agree no matter what. No matter what happens, this matter must be the top priority .” It is still a decisive tone.Since he said so, let it be so. "Can I call right now?" "Well, please." "OK." Chisato cut off the phone, stood up, opened the drawer of the cabinet, and took out a mobile phone.This is Yoshiro's phone.For this day, after his death, the mobile phone has not been terminated. She tried to turn it on, but found that the battery was out.There is also a charger in the drawer.She connected the charger to the phone and plugged it into the socket next to it.Then turn it on and enter the login interface.The other party's name is in the "あ" line.

My heart beat faster.She pressed her chest with her right hand, adjusted her breathing, and organized the sentences in her mind.Kimura told her how to say it would be more appropriate. She swallowed, and was about to press the dial button when the phone rang.Who is calling?Caller ID is not displayed. When he was hesitating whether to answer it, the ringing stopped.The other party hung up the phone. Chizuru stared at the phone in bewilderment.Who is calling?Could it be the wrong call?Is it such a coincidence that I received a wrong call right after I turned it on? She waited for a while and the phone didn't ring again.It seems that it was a typo.

Forget about it.Now I have a big thing to do, so I can't think too much about it. She confirmed the content on the screen and pressed the dial key.When I put the phone to my ear, I heard a dialing sound. Suddenly feel uneasy.What should the other party do if they pick it up?Kimura said that he would definitely not accept it, but what if?Is it okay to just hang up?No, in this case, the other party will be more vigilant. But this worry is unnecessary.Not long after, she heard the notification that it was transferred to voicemail.Qian Zuo felt relieved, let out a breath, and clenched the phone tightly.Well, here is the first key to success or failure.

The voice message sounded, and she took a deep breath. "Is it Mr. Amakasu Saisei? I am Chisato, the wife of Yoshiro Mizushiro. There is something I want to talk to you anyway, please contact me. If you hear this message, can you give the phone of Mizushiro Make a call? I think you saw the caller ID, but I need to talk to you again." She repeated the number twice, said "please" and hung up. Qian Zuo continued to put the mobile phone on the combination cabinet to charge, and collapsed on the sofa by himself.Just leaving a voice message, her armpits were drenched in cold sweat.

It's over, it's over— Her eyes rested on the small calendar on the table.It is already March.In other words, it has been a year since that encounter. That day, Chisato drove a Maserati alone, and came home from the body beauty salon. When turning into the long, thin, winding path not far from home, her sight was suddenly blocked.She didn't know what happened, she panicked, and only knew to step on the brakes desperately. But before the car came to a complete stop, it bumped into something.Chizuru hurriedly got out of the car. A young man was squatting on the side of the road with blood on his head.

"Are you okay?" Qian Zuodu ran over and asked. The young man's face was contorted in pain, but he still nodded. "Ah, I'm fine." But the way he pressed his waist in pain was obviously the complete opposite of this sentence. "Excuse me... have you been hit by my car?" "I don't know, probably. I was walking, and suddenly from behind..." "I'm sorry. I can't see ahead all of a sudden." Chisazu turned his gaze back to his car.A newspaper was taped to the windshield.It seemed to be blown from somewhere by the wind. There was the sound of a motor on the road, and a car came from behind.

"Wait," she said to the young man, and she put away the newspaper, got into the Maserati, and pulled the car over to the side of the road. She returned to the young man again.The man was still squatting in place. Chizuru took out his phone from his bag. "Do you want to call an ambulance? You have to call the police." But the young man waved his hand lightly. "In that case, it will be troublesome. You don't want to be questioned by the police, do you?" "But, if you can't handle it well..." Hearing what Qian Zuo said, the young man smiled wryly.

"It's okay, I won't come to trouble you again afterwards. How about this? I'll go to the hospital for an examination right away, and I'll decide whether to call the police after I get the medical certificate. " She thought the young man's proposal was reasonable. "Then let's do that. Is there a hospital around here?" "I know a hospital. Let's go." The young man sat in the passenger seat, and Chizuru drove towards the hospital.Although he was anxious, he didn't look like a bad guy, so Qian Zuodu felt relieved.Dress neatly, speak politely, and look good.

The results of the hospital's examination were mild bruises.After getting the medical certificate, he didn't show any pained expression anymore. "That's it. It will only be more troublesome to call the police. Don't you feel relieved?" "Don't worry, I don't worry... Ah, yes." Qian Zuodu took out a few ten thousand yuan bills from his wallet and handed them over, "I'm really sorry, this is a little apology." He waved his hands again and again. "How can this work? You have already paid for my medical expenses." "Isn't it natural to pay for medical expenses? Otherwise, how can I feel bad about it?" The young man looked at Chisazu's hand, thought for a while, and finally nodded. "Well, you buy me a meal with the money. A barbecue, if you can. How about it?" Chizuru looked at the young man in surprise.He smiled. "Don't worry, I don't want to seduce a wife. It's just that I'm a little lonely this month, and I want to have a good meal." His expression and tone were very gentle, and the alertness that Qian Zuodu had just appeared disappeared again. "Then I'd be happy to entertain you. Can I just eat barbecue? I'm fine with French or Italian food." He shook his head. "Big meals, cold dishes, and salads are all too much trouble. Barbecue is fine." "Okay, listen to you." The time and place were fixed on the spot.It had been a long time since Qian Zuo had eaten alone with a man other than her husband, not to mention that the other party was probably at least five years younger than her.Before she knew it, she began to feel happy. This is how I met him.Three nights later, the two had dinner together at a yakiniku restaurant in Nishi Azabu. He called himself Koichi Kimura.He is a student of Kaiming University and is currently on leave of absence. Qian Zuo asked him what he studied, he thought about it, and replied: "In a word, it is...prediction." "Prediction? Predict what?" "Everything. Predict everything that happens in the world. For example—" He put a plate in front of Chisato, then picked up the seasoning bottle, "Pour a little seasoning into the plate, what shape do you think it will be?" Qian Zuodu frowned slightly, feeling that this question was asked strangely. "I don't know, it's probably round." Kimura's eyes fell on the plate. "It's a slightly crooked heart shape." As he spoke, he tilted the bottle and poured out a little seasoning. Chizuru was taken aback.On the white saucer, there is a tea-brown heart shape. "Really... how do you know?" "I've said it all, it's a prediction. Make a comprehensive judgment from the viscosity of the seasoning, the surface state of the plate, etc." He pulled the plate over, put the roasted pork belly on the heart-shaped seasoning, and brought it to his mouth, "Well, really It's delicious, and the meat is good." His eyes narrowed happily. What a strange young man, Chizuo thought.Not a bad impression, though.This meal should be a delight. Yes, I was just thinking that way at the time.Strange Youth - no more thought, no less. The two talked while eating.Kimura is also good at asking questions.He asked Chisazu a lot of questions.Qian Zuo didn't even want to hide it from him, so he knew everything.Even if the content was not so interesting, he didn't change his face, and he didn't react sensitively.If all the guests were like him, working in the club would be more enjoyable.Chizuru remembered the past. "Can we meet again? I'll treat you next time. I'm about to pay part-time wages." After the meal, Kimura said. "Yeah, okay." Chizuru replied.This is not just lip service, she really has a premonition. Maybe one day, I will sleep with this young man.That's not bad either.After marrying Yoshiro, she never had another man, because she didn't have much need for that.But that was just an illusion, just because there was no encounter. That day came sooner than expected.After having dinner together for the second time, Kimura asked her to go to the hotel bar for a drink, and then told her that he had already booked a room. "Although when we first met, I didn't intend to seduce you. I'm sorry." On the seat by the bar, Kimura lowered his head and said, "I had a very happy meal last time. I think you are a very nice woman. Of course, you are completely You can refuse, I won't ask you out a second time." Kimura doesn't look like a good pick up girl.When we met last time, Qian Zuo could tell that he was a serious young man.The invitation seemed to take all his courage. "Let me think about it." Chizuru replied.But she had already made a decision in her heart.An hour later, the two entered the room he had reserved. As she expected, Kimura had no sexual experience.But his youth makes up for it.Chisato could feel his wild life's pulsation and heat all over his body.The mattress was drenched with sweat from both of them. Since then, they have continued to meet on a weekly basis.At the beginning, Qian Zuo only regarded it as a purely physical relationship, without emotion, but just met the right person.The one who plays the leading role is always oneself.It is entirely up to you to decide to end the relationship.If you get bored, or if you smell danger, just cut it off. But after meeting several times, Qian Zuo found that the relationship between the two had subtle changes.Kimura has become her indispensable existence.It was such a joy to be with him.Most importantly, she understood that she really lacked such happiness.Married to a man with such a big age difference, although I have money, there has been no excitement in life.Such trysts pushed her boundaries. Qian Zuo talked about everything to Kimura, his dissatisfaction with her husband, and the idea of ​​escaping from the current life, all confessed. "Then run away." Kimura said while stroking Chisazu's hair on the bed. "How to escape?" she asked. "It would be nice if my husband died early, is that what you think? I originally planned to endure it for twenty years, but it was too hard after all. Right?" "Well, that's..." "Then let that day come sooner. It's not too difficult." "Eh? But," Qian Zuo shook his head, "No, that kind of thing. You can't kill people." Kimura smiled inscrutably. "But, have you ever imagined?" Chizuo couldn't answer.Kimura laughed out loud. "Don't worry, you don't have to do anything. I'm just saying, let that day come sooner. That day is the day your husband dies. He is not immortal, he will die one day. As long as it is earlier Alright." "I don't understand. Isn't that murder?" "In a broad sense, maybe you can say that. But in criminal law, it can't be called murder. From the conclusion, your husband died in an accident. Moreover, it was an accident very close to a natural disaster. He went to a disaster Unfortunately, people died due to disasters. Natural disasters are force majeure, and no one will blame you.” "Natural disaster, what do you mean?" Kimura's eyes sparkled.His mask-like expression disappeared, and he spit out a few words: hydrogen sulfide. According to Kimura, this is a highly toxic gas with a high fatality rate.Then he said the following words. Japan is a volcanic region, and there are sources of volcanic gas everywhere.One of these is the hot spring area, which emits hydrogen sulfide gas from the ground.Usually this isn't a big deal, but depending on weather conditions, gas concentrations in some locations can rise to lethal levels.Although these places are forbidden to enter, there are still some dangerous places in Japan that have not been discovered by people. As long as you find such a place and lure Yoshiro there, you can kill him without doing it yourself. After hearing this, Qian Zuo had doubts, wondering if the implementation would be so smooth. "Even if it doesn't go well, there will be no problem. You will not be suspicious, and you can try a few more times. There is no safer way than this. There is only one thing you need to do, and that is to ask you Husband goes to the hot springs, pretends to take a walk, and lets him step into that danger zone." Indeed, that alone seems simple enough.After all, no risk is best. "Have you made up your mind?" Kimura asked. Chisato's answer was the same as when he asked her to the hotel for the first time. "Let me think about it." But just like then, she may have made up her mind. Chisato grew up in Nagaoka, Niigata Prefecture. His father was an employee who worked in the town factory, and his mother was ten years younger than his father.Crowded with them in a small house were her grandparents.His father's income was meager and his life was very difficult. When Qian Zuodu was just sensible, his grandfather, who was almost eighty years old, had already shown signs of dementia.When her grandfather was seriously ill, she often ran away from home. So far, she still remembers the backs of her parents looking around with flashlights. To make matters worse, the grandmother fell and broke bones in her waist and legs.That was when Chisazu was in elementary school.Since then, my grandmother has been bedridden and naturally cannot take care of my grandfather.All chores are on the mother.She has to look after her dementia-affected grandfather and her bedridden grandmother.There are no relatives to help them.My father once wanted to find a nursing home, but he was unable to do so.Went to talk to government agencies and couldn't get an effective solution, time just passed. Parents fight every night.Whenever the mother became anxious, she took out her anger on Chizuo.Father, on the other hand, had a gloomy face and rarely spoke. When Chisato was in middle school, his parents finally divorced.Qian Zuodu was taken away by his mother.My mother started working, at the supermarket during the day and at an izakaya at night.Whenever my mother came back exhausted in the middle of the night, she would always stare at Chisato and say, "Whether a woman will be happy or not depends on the man. When you get married, you must investigate the other party's situation. Not only him, but also him." Otherwise, you don’t know what kind of troubles will be on you after you get married. It’s best to find an older and rich man. In this case, even if his parents are still alive, he can’t die It's far away. If you have money, you have everything. I will also pick this kind of person. Love is such a thing, it's illusory, and it can't fill your stomach." Chisazu, who had witnessed his mother's hard work for many years, engraved these words deeply in his mind. Although his parents are divorced, Chisazu still sees his father regularly.Every time I saw my father, he seemed to be getting thinner and his complexion was getting worse and worse.It is said that he retired from the company early in order to find time to take care of his grandparents. She went back secretly once, but the porch was locked, so she had to wander in the yard.Just then, she heard a roar, followed by a voice calling for someone. Qian Zuodu peeped in fearfully, and it turned out that his grandfather was sitting on the ground, waving his hands and kicking his feet wildly, screaming incessantly, just like a coquettish child.Father stood by. "No, I've already said it's no good." My father reprimanded him while slapping his grandfather on the cheek.There was anxiety in the voice, but also pathos. Qian Zuo understood the situation, probably because his grandfather was incontinent.Such a filial father would actually do something to his own father.The word "abuse" came to her mind. She tiptoed away, thinking in her heart: It seems that what my mother said was right.If he had money, my father wouldn't be like this. After graduating from high school, she headed to Tokyo.A very respected senior who works in Roppongi asked her if she wanted to start a skin business.She told the truth to her mother, and her mother didn't object. "Life is your own, as long as you like it. But don't be fascinated by strange men." The mother said, and sent her out of the house. Not long after working in Roppongi, Chisato grasped the essentials of the job.There are many customers who prefer her, and many pursue her.She maintains relationships with several of them, but none of them are her real match.She felt that she probably couldn't find a suitable partner here, so she jumped to Ginza.But even so, I still haven't met such a person. Yoshiro Mizushiro visited her second store in Ginza.Hearing that he is single, Qian Zuodu immediately became interested.Through chatting, she concluded that this is a rich man, and she immediately became happy.Although he still has an old mother, she has already lived in a nursing home, so it is not a problem. Yoshiro also seems to like Chisato very much.When he asked her out, Chizuo replied, if you're just having fun, then I won't go. "If you're not acting on the occasion, but seriously want to associate with me, that's fine." Yoshiro said, of course he was serious. "How about getting married?" Chizuru smiled and nodded in agreement.That night, the two had a relationship. Marrying a man nearly forty years older than me is actually quite good.Yoshiro can meet all her material requirements, and as the wife of a very talented producer, she also has a certain social status.Although Yoshiro's relatives are giving her supercilious looks, as long as she doesn't associate with them, it's fine. However, it would be nice if Kimura could make Yoshiro die sooner.The prospect of starting a new life with a lot of money and a body still young enough was glamorous like a dream. The next time he met Kimura, he asked, "Have you decided?" Qian Zuo hesitated and said, "Which hot spring should I take him to?" With a satisfied smile on the corner of Kimura's mouth, he replied that the candidate is Chixiong Hot Spring.Then he added that the period was from November to December. "All the conditions are met, probably at that time. You have to control your husband's schedule." "OK." And just like that, the plan started.But Chisazu didn't feel anything real yet.Looking at Yoshiro across from her while eating, she didn't even think that this person would be gone next year. However, she still hoped that Kimura's plan would be successful, and asked Yoshiro to buy life insurance.Because she investigated her husband's assets after marriage and found that there were not as many as she thought.Although Yoshiro was surprised, he didn't become suspicious. Instead, he said: I think it's about time for you to say the same thing.There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "After all, you married me for money. It's fine, it's up to you, since you like it, then sign the contract." Yoshiro must think that even if he got married for money, Chisa would not do such a stupid thing as murdering her husband.In a sense, this is also true. Not long after entering December, Chisato asked Yoshiro to go to a hot spring. "It's really rare. You don't seem to be interested in hot springs." "Why do you say that, there is a great top-secret hot spring, go and have a look. Leave the preparations for the trip to me." "Well, since you said so, I'll leave it to you." The little charming wife opened her mouth to invite, which made her husband beam with joy. The schedule was dictated by Kimura, who said "on that day, the probability of natural disasters is very high."So I made a plan, including that day, to travel to the hot spring area for three days and two nights. But as the implementation day approached, Kimura said something surprising.He said he wanted to ask her for help. "If everything goes well this time, I would like to ask you to help me next time. I also have people who hope to die early, and there are two." Chizuru held his breath.This was something she hadn't expected.Said to help, but what to do?Is it a crime? "Don't worry, it's not a big deal. Just like this time, you don't have to do it yourself, and no one will suspect you." Kimura went on to say: "Anyway, think about how you think of your husband. In this way, you will be able to understand me." Speaking of this, Qian Zuo couldn't refuse.Kimura's words had the magic power to move her. That day has finally arrived. Chisato made an appointment with Yoshiro and left the hotel at the time Kimura instructed in advance.She looked at her watch several times and walked to the appointed place.On the way, Yoshiro was a little puzzled. "Hey, did you go the wrong way? There doesn't seem to be a waterfall near here. And this road is not the right one, is it? It seems to be the path of the beast." "Don't worry, it's definitely true." After finally arriving at that place, Qian Zuo told Yoshiro that something was forgotten in the hotel. "I'll get it right away, you wait here for me." "Camera or something, it doesn't matter." "No, it's hard to come here. You wait for me here, don't go anywhere." After finishing speaking, Qian Zuodu ran away without looking back.Yoshiro didn't chase him either. What happened afterwards was like she had told the police and firefighters countless times.Go back to the hotel, put the battery in the camera, go back to the original place, and find Yoshiro lying on the ground.She looked around, but found nothing unusual, only a smell of rotten eggs. Chisazu's legs were trembling slightly. It's true, it's true.Kimura wasn't talking big—the thought of it being reality terrified her. She called the hotel. "Oops, my husband fell on the mountain road, motionless!" The voice trembled a little, but it was by no means an acting skill. Perhaps at that time, she had already embarked on a road of no return.Even Qian Zuo was afraid of this man named Kimura, but he couldn't resist.According to the agreement, she brought an actor named Nasuno Goro to the entrance of the sightseeing trail in Tomate Onsen.In the newspaper the next day, she read that the man had also died from volcanic gas. There is another person that Kimura wants to lead to a dead end.Chizuo must help him.He says this is the last step, but is that really the case?Have you always wanted to be Death's assistant? When she heard that the second target was Amakasu, she almost doubted her ears.Is it such a coincidence that this person appeared at Yoshiro's wake? Could it be— Was Kimura's purpose from the beginning to get close to Chisato?Specially let the newspaper paste on her front windshield, hit herself, and prevent herself from being too seriously injured - she found that Kimura could do this. She pointed this out on the phone, and Kimura said impatiently, "It doesn't matter what you think about this kind of thing. Whether it's accidental or intentional, does it make any difference? We both achieved our goals in the end. " "Are you trying to kill Shuicheng? Are you just using me?" "I said it, it has nothing to do with you. Did you lose something? No, right?" "...Who are you?" Qian Zuodu asked, "Kimura isn't your real name, right? Who are you?" "Hey, Miss Qian Sato," Kimura seldom called her by her name directly, and his indifference made her hair stand on end, "There are some things in the world, it's better not to know. Or do you want me to predict your future fate? " Chizuru was speechless.The other party seemed to understand what she meant, and then said: "Yes, isn't it good. It's best not to know anything. In this way, your life will not be so bad." Like a voice from the dark abyss, it still echoes in Qian Zuodu's ears. Free yourself sooner, she thought.I don't want anything to do with Kimura anymore and this is definitely the last time. The ringing of the phone brought her back to her senses. It was Yoshiro's cell phone on the combination cabinet. Qian Zuodu stood up, swallowed, and walked over.The caller ID said "Amasuka".