Chapter 11 fourth quarter

On the same morning, a young man with a dog was walking along the road along the railway tracks from Ueno Station to Uguisudani Station.He was recovering from tuberculosis, so he came here for a walk every morning and never missed it. If you stay in the crowded Shitamachi and breathe the dirty air, your lungs, which are recovering after a long time, will feel dirty again.So, he needs to walk in the park in the cool of the morning, breathing in the clean air to cleanse his lungs. Every morning, he would pass in front of the Museum of Science, walk around the University of the Arts, and by the time he got home, his mother had already prepared breakfast.

About 300 meters from Ueno Station, there is a fork in the road. The road on the left is a gentle uphill slope. After walking for a while, the road turns downhill again and finally merges with the original road.The young man walked slowly at a speed that would not make him breathless.Every winter when it snows in this place, young people from nearby gather here to use this slope for skiing.He used to skate here when he was healthy, but since he contracted the disease, he can no longer do this kind of intense exercise.Every time a young man climbs this ramp, he will think of this incident, forget the joy of entering the recovery period, and regret that he has contracted this hateful disease.

Turn left at the top of the ramp, where a concrete land bridge spans Ueno Park across the rail tracks.The center of the bridge is a driveway, and the two sides are sidewalks. Young people pass these two bridges every day. The dog that walked ahead of him had already kept in mind the route that his master must pass every day.When it was about to cross the bridge as usual, it suddenly ran to a corner of the sidewalk as if it had discovered something, and kept sniffing there. "Pace! Pace!" No matter how you call it, Pace just doesn't look back.The tip of its nose seemed to be rubbing against the ground, and its mouth kept roaring.That roar sounded like it was conveying a certain message seriously.

"Hey! Pace, what did you do!" The young man walked up to Pais, and Pais realized that his master was approaching, so he barked even more vigorously.There was a large stain on the trail paved with black pavement. Although I didn't know what it was, judging from the abnormal barking of the dog with a keen sense of smell, it didn't seem to be something common like gasoline. Last night's dew had condensed on the pavement, and the pavement looked a bit damp, keeping the stain moist.The young man looked left and right, trying to find a stick to try what the stain was, but after his gaze stopped on the front railing, he couldn't take it away.The fence of the land bridge is made of cement.The one on the gray cement showed more clearly than the stain on the black walkway—the color of blood.

The young people in the past had an instinctive disgust and fear of the color of blood, and their hands and feet would go weak when they saw blood.But since he contracted tuberculosis, he has become sadly immune to the red fluid because of the constant coughing up of blood.So he was also calmly staring at the spot on the railing carefully. Holding on to the railing, he stretched out his body to take a look. On the other side of the concrete railing, there was also a dark red stain.With a little imagination, you can picture someone injured on the sidewalk falling over the railing and onto the rails.The youth's fantasies continued to expand, and he imagined a fight on the dim land bridge in his mind, and he was horrified by it.

Directly below the stained area is the downbound train of the Tohoku Main Line.After the victim fell, he was probably run over by the train.Thinking of this, he looked down at the railroad tracks with trepidation, but saw no trace of the tragedy.Maybe the train braked suddenly. The speed of the train that just left Ueno Station is not too fast. As long as it brakes, it should be able to stop soon.In any case, the incident had completely spoiled his morning walk. Soon after, the young man urged the dog back to his usual walking route, and when he walked in front of the Science Museum, he passed a policeman on patrol.

"Excuse me, did something happen on the bridge between the two masters?" The police officer turned around, and while playing with his baton, he stared at the other party with an inexplicable expression. "Two Great Bridges? No...why do you ask that?" Now, it would be better if the young man who was asked a rhetorical question panicked and didn't know what to do.When he thought that the question just came from his own fantasy, he was even more at a loss and blushed. "No, just, I saw something like blood on the bridge, so I wondered if someone was injured..."

The police officer was about the same age as the young man. Although he was a little shorter than the young man, his shoulders and chest muscles were broad and thick. From his strong and reliable physique, it could be seen that he should be from a farming family.On the healthy dark face, there is a pair of small eyes.After hearing the young man's words, those small eyes flashed with light. "Blood?" "I think so, but it could be animal blood." The youth replied timidly.If the facts were not in line with what he thought, and he had misunderstood, he would definitely be ridiculed by the police. He really didn't want this to happen.The young man regretted his excessive curiosity.

"It doesn't matter. Where is the blood on the two master bridges?" The police were not really interested in the matter.But as long as he went to the scene once and reported to his boss, he would not have to bear any responsibility, so why not do it.However, the young man didn't know what the policeman was really thinking, and he couldn't get over the matter now, so he walked side by side with the policeman and walked back along the road he had just walked. The excited and inexplicably excited dog wagged its tail happily. Two people and a dog walked around the corner of the Science Museum, and when they were only two or three steps away from the land bridge, a group of people shouted from behind.They looked back and saw a man who looked like a guard waving in front of the main gate of the National Museum about 200 meters away from them.

"Something seems to have happened, let's go and have a look." The weak young man followed behind the police officer and hurried over. "Sorry, this car is blocking people from getting in and out. Can you move it?" The guard signaled with his eyes that the two people who were about to run over should deal with the car parked aside.The guard, in his fifties, was thin and had unfriendly eyes.There are deep wrinkles from the nose wing to the corner of the mouth, and looks like a nagging person. "The owner will be back soon." the policeman said bluntly.The left door of the driver's seat opened its mouth openly, giving people the impression that the driver just got out of the car.But looking closer, the gray body of the car was wet from the night dew, and the engine was quite cold. It can be seen that it had been abandoned for several hours after it was driven here, and the car was parked in front of the main entrance. Ahead, the opening of the museum will cause inconvenience to visitors.

"When did this car stop here?" "I didn't see it last night." The guard replied nonchalantly.The expression on his face is telling people to stop asking boring questions and move the car away quickly. The car was made by Kaiser.It is an intermediate level for a car, but the car is very new.Judging from the license plate with green letters on a white background, it is obviously a private car. "You don't know how to drive?" the guard's tone became sour.The officer ignored him and looked into the driver's seat, and then he saw a black felt hat turned up next to the gas pedal. "Wait a minute..." the young man called out and picked up the hat.The hat was obviously high-end, and it was the latest style of Bersalino, and it still smelled of pomade. The policeman's expression instantly became serious, much more serious than when he heard the bloodstains on the bridge.He started rummaging through the door compartment, where he found his driver's license.The unexpected discovery surprised him, and his small eyes looked up at the sky, as if trying to find out who the person with the name on the driver's license was in his mind. "...Do you know that there is a person named Nishi no Hata, Kosuke Nishi no Hata..." "Isn't Kosuke Nishinomata the president of that textile company? The one that's on strike right now..." "That's right, I remembered, the company is called Donghe Textile. But..." The policeman fell silent halfway through his speech, and once again showed a serious expression.The question in the police officer's mind was actually a youth's question. "However, why is President Donghe Textile's car left here?" "Yeah... In short, Uncle, you must not touch this car before you get permission." "How can this be, if you don't quickly remove it..." Before the guard could finish speaking, the police officer touched the convalescent's arm, and said in a tone of eagerness that was far different from before: "Let's go quickly. I want to see the blood on the bridge."

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