Chapter 32 third quarter

"What a headache, he didn't turn it on. Here we go again..." I sat in the middle of the room bewildered, detectives Tanio and Takenashi looked at me sharply.From just now, I kept pressing the redial button of the mobile phone, and each time I asked the two policemen to listen to the voice of "transferring to voicemail for you" on the phone, and tried to let them know that I had tried to contact the real phone number. The fact that he was ready to be contacted, but he was still unable to be contacted. "Hurry up and leave a message telling him to come back quickly."

Detective Guwei frowned and said, I had no choice but to press the redial button again, and after the "beep", I said to the phone: "I'm Doo, Mabe, please come back quickly. Uh..." "Two detectives are angry." Detective Tanio put his index fingers on both sides of his head and whispered in my ear. "—the two detectives are angry, very angry..." I sighed, hung up the phone, and turned to look at the detective. "I think he should contact me immediately, and he should not ignore this message." The two detectives frowned deeply and nodded slowly.At this moment, detective Takenashi said as if he suddenly remembered something:

"Mr. Tanio, in fact, we don't need to wait for him to contact us. Although he sounds like he knows what's going on - but we are criminal police. Since calcium phosphate was detected from the kiln on the lowest floor, we should start a search immediately based on this fact. " "No, he—didn't he ask us to wait a little longer?" Hearing Detective Tanio's answer, Detective Takenashi opened his mouth wide. "Why should we listen to ordinary people—and people who don't know what to say?" Detective Tanio looked at Rin and me, and said unwillingly:

"--intuition." Hearing what he said, Zhuli suddenly looked downcast and closed her lips tightly as if she was discouraged. The four of us sat in a room surrounded by strangely shaped Buddha statues, waiting for Mabu to contact us.However, Rin and I don't expect Zhenbei to contact us, and it is absolutely impossible for him to hear my message just now, because the phone number I just called is not his, but Rin's mobile phone number-this is true After Bei left the entrance of the dormitory, we immediately returned to the room, closed the sliding door, and discussed the countermeasures in a hurry.Rin turned off the phone immediately, and once the detective asked us to contact Mabi, we would dial Rin's cell phone number.Because we know from past experience that when we really prepare for such a sudden move, we are definitely facing a serious situation, and we can't disturb him.

"Why didn't he call back?" Detective Zhuli looked at me restlessly, and I murmured "that's strange", pretending to confirm the receipt of the phone, but I didn't know how to delay it.At this time, Rin looked at Detective Takenai with a serious face and said, "We should trust Detective Tanio's intuition." Detective Takenashi folded his hands in distress and said nothing.Rin has always been extraordinarily reliable in a pinch. Thirty minutes passed. "Ah, yo, I didn't hear any sound, I thought you all went out." Aunt Yi looked out from the sliding door.

"Do you want to make tea for you? Or do you want to sit in the restaurant?" Since it's also waiting, instead of sitting here blankly, it's better to go to the restaurant to drink tea.We stood up and walked obediently to the restaurant. "What are you discussing? Why are the four of you silent?" Aunt Yi poured the water from the thermos into the teapot and asked in bewilderment. "We are waiting for Zhenbei's call. Didn't he rush out just now?" I replied that Auntie Yi laughed happily "hehehehe", "They are so similar." "Teacher? Who do you look like?"

Rin asked, Aunt Yi looked back and narrowed her eyes. "I'm talking about Mr. Yuzawa. He often does the same thing, sitting here drinking tea in a daze, rushing out whenever he thinks of something, and sometimes discussing some difficult things enthusiastically with the people next to him. That type of People can be honest about their feelings.” Really should be different. "What the hell did Mr. Mabi do? There are only the old house owner's room and the temple behind." "We don't know too well..." Ok?its not right. "Back? Zhenbei rushed out from the entrance, saying that the taxi would meet him in the middle of the mountain road."

"No, no, after that." "After? When?" "Just now, didn't he pass the dormitory and run to the back? I saw him pass by the window there." "--what?" All eyes were on Aunt Yi, and Aunt Yi showed a surprised expression. "Don't you know?" The four of us rushed to the corridor together, hurriedly put on our shoes, rushed out of the entrance, and ran to the back of the dormitory. "What the hell is your friend doing? Where did he go?" While running along the wall of the dormitory, Zhuli detective sighed and asked, of course I can't know this kind of thing, so I can only bow to him and apologize.

We walked into the small road with white Japanese camellias planted on both sides, turned right halfway to the old house owner of Songyue, and went straight to the mountain road to Zuixiang Temple. "Ah, the teacher's voice..." Rin stopped, and we also staggered to a stop. "Just one thing, please—I won't ask about anything else." The sound came from the direction of the hut, and we immediately ran in that direction.Mabi's back appeared at the entrance of a one-story building that looked like a main hall of a shrine.He kept bowing to the closed sliding door.

"Mr. Mabi, you—" Detective Tanio hadn't finished speaking, but Mabe immediately looked back at him. "If you stop me now, one more person may die." "Dead? Is there another person? Huh?" Mabi looked at the sliding door again, and bowed to the invisible partner. "Please, please tell me what happened twenty years ago." After a while of silence, a voice without ups and downs came from the sliding door. "I've already said—outsiders should not interfere. Besides, I don't know what you are thinking. Even if you know what happened twenty years ago, it has nothing to do with this incident."

"It does matter, if I'm right—" A sneer interrupted Mabe's words. "What do you think? Aren't you studying ghosts? What do you know?" The two detectives turned to look at me, raised their eyebrows and asked, "Ghost?" They still seemed to think that Mabi was a Buddhist statue researcher. "Of course I know." Mabe replied calmly, and then said something astonishing. "Twenty years ago, it wasn't just two people who disappeared from Ruixiang's house—am I right?" The old homeowner Songyue did not answer. "There should be another person, right? There should be a boy—Miss Jasmine should already be pregnant with a boy." After a while, there was the sound of rustling clothes rubbing inside.Squeak, short sound of movement.Someone slowly approached the inside of the sliding door, and finally a door opened—— "--who are you?" The old house owner Songyue appeared in a wheelchair. Shinbe raised his head and straightened his chest, looking directly at the other party. "A man who studies ghosts." That was not a joke, but a sincere statement from the heart. The old homeowner of Songyue stared at Zhenbei without moving for a full minute, and finally let out a sigh from his dry lips. "--Interesting." Then, with half-closed eyes, he shook his head, as if making up his mind. "You're right, when Jasmine and Longsan disappeared - Jasmine was pregnant with a boy, and that was Longsan's son. No one knew about it except me." I tried my best not to yell out.I believe that everyone here has the same mood as me. "Did Miss Jasmine tell you?" "That's right, it was Jasmine who told me. At that time, we were face to face, just like you and I are now, her belly was not big at that time - she said that her menstruation did not come, after going to the hospital for an examination , the doctor said congratulations to her, she has been pregnant for two months." Zhenbei silently motioned him to continue talking, we watched Songyue old house owner's face, waiting for his next words. "Jasmine told me that she loves Long San and wants to marry Long San. I agreed, because I had been vaguely aware of their relationship before, so I agreed to their marriage without hesitation. But—" The old homeowner of Songyue paused and sighed in pain. "I made a condition that the child in her womb will inherit the Ruixiang house." Songyue's old homeowner asked Jiuze and Jasmine's son to become the seventh generation Songyue.It turned out to be the case—Songyue, the sixth-generation son of the old homeowner, had no children. This condition was very reasonable.It is only natural to ask the descendants of blood relations to inherit the long-established Buddhist studio. "Jasmine's expression immediately sank when she heard me say that. She lowered her head and didn't say anything. I told her that she doesn't need to answer in a hurry. She can go back and think about it. Jasmine didn't say a word, but just nodded desperately..." A gust of wind blew from the mountain, and the old homeowner Matsuzuki pulled Benkei's kimono. "Afterwards, I didn't take the initiative to bring up this matter. I just waited for Jasmine or Long San to come to talk to me. Jasmine was frowning all day long, as if she was very troubled. Long San didn't talk to anyone in the workshop, and carved Buddha statues with his head depressed. His expression—how should I describe it—yes, it’s almost like a ghost.” ghost-- "His knife skills in that period were really terrifying. Every knife seemed to inject his own soul and life into it—the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara in the storage room was also a work of that period." Avalokitesvara with Thousand Hands.A Buddha statue reminiscent of a ghost. "As a result, one morning——Miss Jasmine and Mr. Yuzawa suddenly disappeared?" Shinobu interjected in a calm tone.The old homeowner Songyue pursed his lips tightly and nodded slightly, as if he was trying to restrain the emotions surging in his heart. "In the end, it was all because I was too selfish. The fault was that I said something I shouldn't have said. They didn't intend to let their children inherit the Ruixiang house. They didn't want to live in this narrow place like a hamster village for the rest of their lives. The world. So, they must be arguing about that—" Having said that, the old homeowner of Songyue raised his head and glanced at Mabe. "Mr. Mabi, do you know about the scythe found under the corridor of the dormitory?" "I've heard about it." "yes……" The old homeowner of Songyue groaned while sighing hard. At this time, I finally grasped the general situation.While agreeing to the marriage of Jiuze and Jasmine, Songyue's old homeowner put forward the condition that their son inherit Ruixiang's house.This incident caused friction between them, which developed into a dispute, and finally led to the worst ending of Jasmine killing Jiu Ze with a knife.Of course, until now, it is impossible to know the truth of the matter, but from the analysis of the situation before and after, it should be almost the same. "You feel guilty about it, don't you?" The old homeowner of Songyue sat in a wheelchair like an ancient tree and remained silent.Like Songyue, Torii and Tang Jianmu's father, he buried his pain deep in his heart and never mentioned it to anyone in the past twenty years. "But, Mr. Mabi—" the old homeowner of Songyue suddenly raised his head and asked, "Why are you asking these things? As I said just now, this should have nothing to do with what's happening in Ruixiang House." Zhenbei did not answer, but instead asked the old house owner of Songyue: "Old homeowner—do you know who the murderer of this series of murders is?" Faced with this shocking question from Mabi, the old homeowner Songyue just shook his head expressionlessly. "I have no idea." "Is it because there are criminal police here?" Hearing Mabi's question, the old homeowner Songyue turned his attention to the two detectives standing beside me. "—Old homeowner, please trust me." The old homeowner of Songyue raised his head slowly, and moved his empty eyes to Zhenbei. "I really don't know - I don't know why this happened. There must be some inexplicable reason - but I can't figure it out, I just think it's the man - who did it..." "That man is—?" The old homeowner of Songyue shook his head and interrupted Mabe, sighed heavily, turned the wheel of the wheelchair, and turned his back to us. "It's enough." The old homeowner of Songyue operated the wheelchair with slow movements and returned to the room.The back of the wheelchair disappeared into the darkness. "It's cold, close the door for me." Shinbi closed the sliding door without saying a word.

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