Chapter 60 second quarter
After getting off at Ueno Station, Sudou and the others did not go back to the search headquarters, but got on the Toden and got off at Miwa.The buildings of the Employment Security Office all looked alike, and all had the same plain exterior.
The job security during unpopular hours is empty, almost no one is there.Several benches, tables for interviews with employees and job applicants, etc., are quietly lined up in the recruitment room.The desks and chairs are dull and lifeless, presumably the stresses of the lives of people struggling to find a job seep into them.The three young staff members lowered their greasy faces and sorted out their resumes.
Sudou called out to the person closest to him, and then sat down on the chair with Seki side by side. This scene was similar to the job interview scene.
"Genkichi Narayama...? Ah, that guy who used to be a gardener..."
He seemed to be deeply impressed by what happened to Genkichi, and his eyes looked into the distance, as if recalling the old laborer.
"I heard that Mr. Narayama passed away due to illness on the train, right? It's really a pity."
"May I ask if anyone has come here to look for Narayama?"
"Looking for him? This... May I ask if that person is a man or a woman?"
"It should be a woman in her thirties. Let me show you a picture. She looks very pretty."
The criminal police took out the photo that was printed from the roster in the notebook and showed it to the security staff, who reached out to take it.His hair hangs down on his oily face, and the common curiosity of wanting to see beautiful women's looks is fully expressed on his face.
"How about it?"
"I don't remember seeing her, you know?"
He handed the photo to two other colleagues, all of whom were listening to the conversation with their heads up, so there was no need to explain.
One of them shook his head.But another person, an employee with an inverted triangle head, nodded emphatically, expressing that he remembered the person in the photo.
"I know." The man said as he walked towards the desk where the criminal policeman was holding the photo.
"She was wearing glasses at the time, so I couldn't be sure it was her, but I had an impression of the outline of her face."
"When did you see her?"
"I don't remember that very clearly. It was about a month ago. No, or was it longer?"
The man asked himself and said that he was pale and tall, and he looked like a nice guy.
"Could you please explain it in detail from beginning to end?"
"Well, is this..."
The clerk turned his head to the side and stood thinking.There is a wire above his head, and a half-paper-sized job advertisement hangs from it.Because of his height, the job advertisements kept touching his hair.
"As I said just now, it happened a month or more than 40 days ago, and the time is probably at this time. Anyway, in this begging room, when it was quiet, there was a beautiful woman wearing sunglasses When she got here, she came to us because she heard that Narayama Genkichi was staying in a simple hotel in the valley, and then she asked me if I knew him."
"Did she say why she wanted to find him?"
"No, she didn't talk about it... because we knew Mr. Narayama very well, so I told her that he was staying in a hotel called 'Orange House' in the town of Tanani, and that every morning, he would bring a Labor manual to us."
He didn't know that Wen Jiang was having vicious thoughts in his heart at that time, and it was only natural that such a beauty would appear in this dull asking room, so he would answer her questions more cordially.
The relationship between Hishinuma Fumie and Narayama Genkichi is now finally clear.The two criminal policemen walked out of the workplace after thanking them. They wiped the sweat from their foreheads with handkerchiefs as they walked, and kept fanning their hands.
"I don't know why, but I started to feel like I'm also unemployed," Sudou said.
"That kind of place is really depressing."
Interpol Guan replied that he felt that he deeply understood the uneasiness and despair of those who came to the job security, holding their resumes in one hand, and worrying about the fact that tomorrow's bread has not been found in their hearts.
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