Chapter 26 The Waiting Room

Chapter 26 The Waiting Room

Chapter 26 The Waiting Room

"It's not entirely a misunderstanding."

Kawanishi Kikui seemed to smile. "The novel that disappeared after being borrowed by Mr. Imura was eventually found in the freezer of Kinoshita Raku Restaurant. The title of the book is "The Waiting Room."

At that time, Motoyo Motoyama explained that the other party might have accidentally dropped it here while eating.

This lie is very crude.

At least in general, the probability of this happening is very small.

Motoyo Motoyama was silent for a long time.

Finally, she slowly said, "Since my husband can't go to the bookstore, he would bring me new books every weekend. At the end of the week, he would always give me a cup of coffee. Although we were together for a short time, when I talked to him."

A smile appeared on Motoyama Momoyo's face, as if she remembered something beautiful. "At that time, I felt that time had stopped, the world had stopped, nothing was moving, only him and I were left."

"Then do you remember when was the last time you saw Mr. Imura?"

"Sunday night."

She remembered it clearly, so she answered without hesitation.

Because that might be the bravest moment in her life.

"He and I agreed to elope together. But I waited at the station for a long time, watching the busy traffic turn into a sparse crowd, and in the end I didn't wait for him."

Because blood was found on Motoyama's magical coat, the search became focused on a murder case, but in the end, the body was never found.

Therefore, it is impossible to determine that it was Motoyama who miraculously killed someone. Maybe it was just Imura Tokuji who hid himself and lived an anonymous life from then on.

The two came to the vicinity of Jingcun's house.

"The time of disappearance is indeed March 3th."

Conan showed a confident expression, "The neighbor didn't see the other person's face clearly at the time, and the only time he really saw his face was on Sunday. The last witness was Mr. Motoyama."

"No, it should be Ms. Momoyo."

"Why? Maybe Mr. Imura suddenly changed his mind. Or maybe Mr. Motoyama accidentally heard the news and killed Mr. Imura in a rage. Ms. Momoyo, who was waiting at the station, did not see him, even though she waited for a long time, so she couldn't be an eyewitness."

Qinghai Chuantang sighed and said earnestly: "Child, you don't understand. Risking your life to elope, especially for a woman, but the other party did not show up at the agreed time. If it were you, would you go back?"

Conan blinked, "Not going back?"

The expression is very innocent.

Qinghai Chuantang felt that he had suffered internal injuries for no apparent reason.

Whether it was really as she guessed, it would become clear once Motoyo Motoyama was found.

"I just want to confirm whether he is sincere or not. I just want to know that. But..."

Motoyo Motoyama looked a little sad. "But he didn't come out of the house all night. He didn't answer the phone or reply to text messages. I felt like I was being fooled."

"In the early morning of that day, someone saw Mr. Imura coming out of his house."

"Early morning?" Motoyo Motoyama seemed to remember something. "Someone did come out that day, carrying a large suitcase. It might be because the things inside were too heavy, so he looked a little tired. Although it was too dark to see clearly, I can be sure that it was definitely not him."

After she finished speaking, she smiled, "Because there's no way I wouldn't recognize him."

After all, I waited for him all night.

The next day, Qinghai Chuantang and Chuanxi Mugui came to the human resources office together.

At that time, the police searched the entire place but found nothing. Seven years ago, many complaints were received because of this.

"Science and technology have developed greatly in the past seven years. If we search again, we may find something different."

In forensic medicine, the luminol reaction, also known as the phthaloyl hydrazine reaction, can be used to identify bloodstains that have been scrubbed a long time ago.

Chuanxi Mugui seemed to have anticipated this, so before coming, he contacted the people in the forensic department and applied for a search warrant.

Seeing this, Qinghai Chuantang couldn't help but sigh: "Officer Chuanxi, you must be the hope of the whole village."

After the forensic department arrived, they covered all the light-transmitting areas with newspapers and began to spray luminol reagent. The two waited outside.

Luminol is very sensitive and can detect even trace amounts of blood.

After waiting for a long time, the two gently pushed the door open and walked in.

At Kawanishi Mugui's nod, the forensic personnel turned off the lights, and the room instantly became pitch black.

However, there was nothing in this room. What was left was the room inside, which was filled with various sundries and a lot of dust.

The moment the lights were turned off, the blue fluorescence on the ground successfully attracted their attention.

The forensic officer turned on the light and said, "Mr. Imura's blood type is A, but the blood type here is O. Ms. Momoyo is known to have O-type blood, so we can rule out the possibility that it is the victim's blood. Moreover, the bloodstains here are very fresh. These bloodstains did not appear seven years ago."

Qinghai Chuantang looked around and suddenly found a piece of cement on the wall on one side. The color of the cement was inconsistent with the surrounding area and looked a bit abrupt.

"here."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Chuanxi Mugui raising a hammer.

Qinghai Chuantang quickly retreated to a distance to prevent himself from being accidentally injured. When the other party swung the hammer, he mentally dubbed: Eighty, eighty
When it was smashed, an old iron box with rust on it was revealed.

The forensic officer took the iron box out, placed it on the table and opened it.

There was a blood-stained slicing knife in a black plastic bag, but the blood had already dried for a long time. In addition, there was a coat inside, which also had blood stains.

The forensic department took the evidence away, and Qinghai Chuantang went to the Metropolitan Police Department with Kawanishi Mugui. In his words, he was assisting in the investigation.

Sitting in the interrogation room were Kawanishi Mugui and Benshan Shenqi.

"Mr. Officer, it really wasn't me."

"Now that things have happened, do you still want to quibble?"

Chuanxi Mugui smiled. He had seen too many such situations.

"I, I did beat someone up, but I definitely didn't kill anyone! Officer, please believe me!"

"What's with the knife and the clothes?"

"When I returned to the office, I saw a large backpack on the table. I also heard about Imura's disappearance. You went to Kinoshita to look for my wife, so I was curious and opened the backpack. I didn't expect to find a knife and a coat inside, both stained with blood. Many people saw me beating him that day, and I was afraid of being suspected, so I did it. And I have a criminal record. If I was really found out, I guess no one would believe me."

According to Benshan's miraculous confession, he did beat someone, but he definitely didn't kill anyone. And judging from his expression, he didn't look like he was lying.

Qinghai Chuantang was standing outside the door waiting.

"The matter has been resolved. Miss Tang, thank you for your assistance. You can go back now."

"But the body has not been found, has it?"

She turned to look at him, "Why did they bury the evidence but not the body? And why was Mr. Imura's bag at the office but he wasn't there?"

"Are you trying to say that someone wants him to take the blame?"

Qinghai Chuantang nodded.

"So where would the body be?"

"Maybe there is an answer." Qinghai Chuantang smiled and said, "But I have lost too many brain cells recently. I need to replenish sugar."

Brain cells are in a constant process of dying and never regenerate or proliferate. This is a type of programmed death, also known as withering.

I don't know if taking APTX4869 will increase the number of brain cells.
With such doubts in mind, Qinghai Chuantang left the Metropolitan Police Department and went to the SMW cake shop.

The rich aroma of freshly baked cakes in the store whets people's appetite.

"Ms. Tang, you're here just in time. How about trying some freshly made macarons?"

There are many colors to suit different tastes. It looks cute and petite, no wonder it is called a lady's kiss.

Qinghai Chuantang picked out his favorite blue one and put the whole thing into his mouth.

"Ms. Tang!" Akakawa Aoi seemed to want to stop her, "If you do that, it will be very sweet!"

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Malonka is also known as "the girl's soft breasts".

But her behavior was not very gentle, just like a hungry person picking up a bun and eating it in one big mouthful. To be more precise, it was the difference between eating a tablespoon of sugar and a tablespoon of sugar.

Aoi Akagawa handed her a cup of black coffee, which could offset the sweetness of the macarons.

"Thank you."

After taking it, he drank it all in one gulp, leaving the other person stunned.

"The skin is thin and crispy, the inside is soft and chewy, and there is an almond aroma. The taste is rich and layered. It seems that a little matcha powder is added in it?"

"Yes."

Akakawa Aoi nodded and smiled, "I didn't expect Miss Tang to savor it carefully."

Although the method is a bit rough, Qinghai Chuantang has a very sensitive sense of taste and can sometimes taste even the subtle differences in taste.

A friend once joked with her: You should become a chef, or even a food critic.

"Speaking of which, does Miss Tang like watching plays?"

"Drama?" Qinghai Chuantang smiled and said, "I like them quite a lot. For example, Calabash Brothers vs. Transformers, Hamlet, and Musashi."

I always feel like there's something strange mixed in.

"That would be great."

Akagawa Aoi handed her a ticket and said, "I wanted to go, but something happened and I couldn't go. Instead of wasting it, why not give it to someone you like? I like this play very much and I go to see it every year."

"What kind of drama is so attractive?"

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and looked down at the name on the ticket——

The Waiting Room.

I will stay here forever, not going anywhere. I will leave my body here, waiting for you to come back——

I'll stay in this room and fill it with love words.

It may take a long time, or even forever, but I will always wait for you to come back.

You must have stayed here with me.

I love you, I love you, I love you.
The last long "I love you" seemed to contain endless love. The voice became lower and lower, and softer and softer, until only the woman on the stage opened her mouth, but no sound was heard.

The drama ends here.

The next morning, Chuanxi Mugui brought people from the forensic department to Jingcun's house and brought a tool: a soil density meter.

If you dig a hole in the room and bury something in it, the density of the land will be different. It is easy to check it by comparing it this way.

This is Rinka Imura's bedroom, where she often stays.

"It is here, where I am standing."

Qinghai Chuantang reached out and touched it, and felt a slight bulge, not smooth.

Imura Rinka suddenly knelt on the ground.

"Mom, no way? Could it be..." Imura Kae looked at her mother in disbelief.

"Officer Kawanishi, there is a signal at this coordinate."

The two looked at each other, and the meaning was self-evident.

The forensic department brought professional tools and prepared to uncover the secret hidden under the floor.

It takes time for cement to solidify. So maybe that's why I didn't contact Imura Kae right away.

"what--"

Inside the house, screams of forensic personnel were heard.

The two of them ran in and saw a human hand clearly visible in the pile of rubble. Unfortunately, due to the long time, it had turned into bones.

Rinka Imura was handcuffed and escorted by two police officers into a police car.

Imura Kae followed behind.

"Why did mom do this to dad?" She didn't understand at all and cried, "You eat and sleep there, how could you do this? It's not you, right?"

She didn't want to believe this was true, even though the truth was laid out before her.

"Just tell me it wasn't you who did it! It wasn't you!"

Seeing this, Qinghai Chuantang couldn't help but ask, "Why do you do this?"

"He said he was leaving."

Imura Rinka turned her back to them, "How can you abandon your family?"

She watched her husband pack his things and leave. She tried her best to keep him, even begging him, but he remained unmoved.

In order to leave here, he even pushed her to the ground.

She finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She picked up the knife on the table and called him to stop when he was about to walk out of the room. When he turned around, she stabbed him with the knife fiercely and watched her husband fall down in front of her.

"How can you abandon your family? How can you do that?"

Imura Rinka repeated these questions softly, but the person who could answer these questions was no longer alive.

Watching her mother get into the police car, Imura Kae couldn't help but ask, "So, love will disappear?"

"Love never disappears, only people change."

Once something exists, it will leave traces, including love.

In the interrogation room, Imura Rinka and Kawanishi Kiki sat face to face.

"Officer, have you ever waited for someone? A person stayed in a room all day just to wait for someone to return."

She loved him very much and didn't want to see him leave and be with another woman.

They also have a lovely daughter. If Xianghui finds out, how will she face her father and that woman?

"Since I found out that he goes to the library to borrow books every Saturday, I discovered that fact. Then every Sunday feels like hell. I keep thinking, day after day, that Sunday will always come, and after this Sunday there will be the next Sunday... until I die."

"Instead of thinking like that, I might as well be with him forever. I did this because I love him."

Kawanishi Mugui has never waited for anyone, and doesn't understand why one would love someone but kill him or her.

"Love cannot forgive you."

Besides, who would want to have such a person?
"Then I will stay in prison for the rest of my life, right?"

Imura Rinka smiled and said softly, "It doesn't matter. It's still hell anyway. It's just a different place. What a pity."

It’s a pity for their daughter, who had to witness such a tragedy and the departure of her parents.

It is very difficult to let go and achieve your own happiness.

For Qinghai Chuantang, what she wants is very simple, as long as the person she loves is by her side.

The love style of adults is not necessarily about you and me being in love. I really wrote a love line, listen to my quibbling. The male lead has not been determined yet, or the process is ambiguous, and there is no CP in the ending? Well, let everyone decide.

Because this is a long chapter, I will only update once today. I will update twice a day starting tomorrow.

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