Chapter 58 Where the Eyes Look

Chapter 58 Where the Eyes Look

Chapter 58 Where the Eyes Look

Makoto Ohira scooped a spoonful of rice and handed it to the other person.

Unexpectedly, Shimazu Ryoka, who had her mouth tightly closed before, now opened her mouth wide and obediently accepted the food sent by the other party, as if she had some magic power.

At this time, Megure Jusan and Takagi walked in.

"who are you?"

Megure Juzo showed his ID and said, "I am a police officer. I am here to..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the other party.

"police?"

Shimazu Yasushi smiled, stood up from his seat, and took a few steps forward.

"I've already been given an alibi."

"My eldest brother's family was murdered, but he didn't ask if the murderer had been caught, but emphasized that he had an alibi."

Megure Jusan looked at him, looking a little angry, "Mr. Yasushi, we are not here for a murder case. We are here to arrest you because you violated the 'no approaching order'."

"arrest?"

Shimazu Yasushi smiled and said, "Mr. Police, I haven't heard of this, have I? Those who are in charge of homicide cases know that it is the Investigation Division 1. If you want to arrest me for violating this, it shouldn't be your turn to come, right?"

"Of course. But before that, we have the right to bring the relevant personnel back for questioning."

The biggest difference between the interrogation room and the inquiry room is that the interrogation room has luxurious single seats, synchronous recording and video equipment, etc.

The interrogation room is more like an ordinary office.

However, the purpose of the two coming here was not to take Shimazu Yasushi away for questioning.

Instead, he brought Shimazu Ryoka back to the crime scene, hoping to help her remember something.

Although this is indeed a bit cruel for a man in his seventies.

Shimazu Ryoka sat on the sofa, looked at the pool of blood, and slowly stretched out her hand.

She looked a little stupid, but she shed tears and then screamed in pain.

Finally, because of the stimulation, Shimazu Ryoka fell backwards, fell on the sofa, and then fainted.

After fainting, Shimazu Ryoka was taken to a clean room on the second floor, where she usually lived.

The room was a bit small, with a bed and a wardrobe taking up three quarters of the area.

Shimazu Ryoka was sleeping on the floor, her body curled up, just like a baby in the mother's womb.

This is the most defensive posture a human can adopt, and it also represents her inner desolation at the moment, and her desperate desire to seek the warmth of her mother.

After Ohira Makoto wiped the sweat from her forehead, she walked out and closed the door gently.

"Well, I think it's hard for me to stay and take care of grandma. After all, something like that happened. If I stay here, I will think about it. It's too scary."

"It's okay. This lady will stay with you for the night."

"But," Ohira Makoto clasped her hands together, looking a little uneasy, "My child is sick. If I'm not around, he will feel uneasy."

"It's okay, we can find a way."

Sato was left inside the house.

This time she was dressed more casually and deliberately relaxed to make herself look more like an ordinary person.

Because only in this way can their vigilance be reduced, and they may accidentally reveal something.

According to police investigation, Shimazu Ryoka has been calling a man named "Matsuoka Takao" since a week ago.

"She called you, what did she say to you?"

"What can a mentally ill old lady say? Anyway, she just kept on talking nonsense, saying things like the house was sold, etc. In short, all kinds of nonsense."

"house?"

Just as Megure Jusan was puzzled, the phone rang.

But it wasn't his, but Takao Matsuoka's.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

"Inspector Megure, please listen to what she said."

After taking the call, Megure Jusan pressed the answer button.

The voice of Shimazu Ryoka was soon heard from the other side, and her voice sounded extremely clear, completely different from the one seen before.

"President Songgang, do you know what this house means to me?"

"I have been in the real estate business for 40 years, and this is the only house I bought not for the purpose of making money."

"But these lunatics, in order to divide up this house, were so bold as to provoke me. You should know who I am, right? So, do you understand, President Songgang?"

"Deal with it for me."

Finally, Shimazu Ryoka said coldly.

Sato, who overheard the conversation not far away, felt his heart about to jump out.

I heard Inspector Megure say before that the old man was suffering from Alzheimer's disease, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Could it be that she is pretending?
Perhaps many hypotheses can also be put forward.

She was acting; she might be sometimes lucid and sometimes demented, with the two states alternating repeatedly; or it might be the instinct of dealing with money all her life that was at work.

Once something is touched for a long time, it tends to become an obsession.

Sato quietly left the living room and went into the room.

Standing by the window, he called Megure Jusan and told him everything he had heard.

"Although we cannot determine whether she is the murderer or not, we must be careful in everything we do. We never know what she might do."

"We have colleagues hiding in the dark and observing. If you find anything wrong, call them immediately. Remember not to act alone. Do you understand?"

"Yes, don't worry, I will keep an eye on her. And from the previous conversation, the old lady's behavior is indeed a bit..."

Before she could finish her words, her intuition as a criminal police officer made her feel that someone suddenly appeared behind her.

When Sato turned around, he couldn't help but be startled.

It was almost evening and the light was not sufficient.

In such an environment, I could only see the other person's silhouette and could not see his or her face clearly.

"No no"

Shimazu Ryoka glanced slowly, then turned and left, repeating "no" over and over again.

Sato finally realized what was happening after hearing an anxious call from the other side.

"Yes. I'm fine. Sorry."

After hanging up the phone, Sato went to the kitchen where Makoto Ohira was busy preparing food.

"Ms. Makoto, I heard you've been working here for a long time. Have you noticed anything unusual or strange?"

Makoto Ohira thought about it and shook her head.

"The family has always been like this, very quiet, and they have never even had any conflicts with each other."

"I heard that she only eats the food you cook?"

Ohira Makoto looked around, then deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Actually, I think that's because she doesn't trust them at all. There are some things that she doesn't know whether she should say or not."

"That's right. She once whispered that Ms. Lingzi would drug her food sooner or later."

Sato felt a little strange, "Drug?"

"Ms. Reiko used to be a pharmacist."

Just as he finished speaking, a slightly plump man walked in.

He was carried slightly, his fingers were making strange movements, and his eyes looked a little unusual.

His mouth was slightly open, and he seemed a little silly.

"My Sosuke is here."

Seeing her son coming, Makoto Ohira smiled.

Seeing Sato's puzzled look, she explained, "Inspector Megure has agreed to let him come. After all, as a mother, I am really worried about his situation."

After that, she turned to Sosuke and said, "Souji, go play in Yudai's room."

After hearing his mother's words, Sosuke walked up the stairs to the second floor.

"I didn't expect that he could find this place by himself. Is it because he comes here often?"

Ohira Makoto paused for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "This is someone else's house. How could my Sosuke come here so often?"

After saying this, Ohira Makoto continued cutting vegetables.

Sato always felt something was wrong.

So she went to the room to look for Sosuke, but she couldn't see him.

When she came to Shimazu Inan's room, she found some footprints next to a pool of blood, which looked like those of an adult man.

And the direction these footprints lead to is——

under the bed.

Sato lay down and looked under the bed, and seemed to see a person's eyes.

Moreover, he was giving her a hideous smile.

Sato quickly stood up and stepped aside, feeling a little frightened.

"Are you scared?"

A sudden female voice really scared her.

Sato quickly looked at the man.

Ohira Makoto smiled and said, "My son has a bad habit of hiding in dark corners."

All of this was seen by Qinghai Chuantang.

The secretly installed pinhole camera really worked.

In addition to the scene where Ohira Makoto's son crawls under the bed, there is also a scene where Ohira Makoto takes out a can of sugar and adds a few tablespoons of it to the food.

There is a substance in the human brain that is produced when new synapses are created in the brain or when existing synapses are strengthened.

At this time, people will have a feeling of happiness, and this substance is called dopamine.

Carbohydrates are the main energy source for the human body.

Qinghai Chuantang contacted the housekeeping company to find out the situation.

"Ms. Makoto? Of course we know that. She's a good cook and is very careful in her work. But the last time she worked for someone, they complained about her."

"It's a bit too much to say that she works in someone else's house and moves the furniture around as she pleases, as if she were decorating her own home."

"Do you know anything else? Like her family?"

The other party thought about it and nodded.

"I know something about this. Ms. Makoto's husband was cheated by a real estate speculator and it seems he even borrowed money from a loan shark."

"The couple worked honestly and lived a good life. But their only house was taken away and they even lost their jobs. It was a shock and a blow to them."

"A family committed suicide by lighting a coal stove. Unfortunately, my husband and daughter died, and I was the only one who survived."

After he finished speaking, he sighed, "She was pregnant at the time, and then she gave birth to this son she has now. It's quite pitiful to say."

(End of this chapter)