Chapter 78. There was 1 other person in the car
Chapter 78. There was 1 other person in the car
Kitagawaji reentered the B&B inn.
By this time, the time had come to twelve o'clock.
Kitagawaji washed his body and soaked in the hot spring for a while, feeling the warmth drive away the coldness from his body, before putting back on the yukata prepared by the boss and walking back to his room.
It took about half an hour, but that's all it took...
Nishikujo poorly removed all the things inside Kitagawaji's fanny pack.
The diary of the deceased, the two torn notes, the class of '06 to '09 group photo book and the roster.
However, the diary of the deceased and the torn note were the remnants of the grievances of the deceased, and the camera could not image them at all, so Kitagawaji's hope of enriching the homepage was dashed.
But now is not the time to care about this.
Kitagawaji strides over and picks up the poor Nishikujo, who is lying on top of these things, and puts it aside, then brings the small round table over to the other side, and the whole person looks at it in detail with the incandescent light overhead.
He directly turned the group photo book to class 09, and with his other hand, he took out the roster as well.
Second year B class... Second year class B...
Kitagawaji's eyes fluttered.
A group photo of the second year B class of Sucha High School, class of '09, on their break from school.
Kitagawa-ji looked at the yellowed and discolored photos and took them out.
Fortunately, there was a protective plastic compartment on the outside of the photo book, so the photo was still intact when it was taken out, and the printing was clear.
"Sakiya Yukie... There it is."
The background of the photo was the sea, and Sakiya Yuki was standing in the middle, smiling brightly at the photo.
The surrounding trainees all subconsciously leaned towards her.
Even through the photo, Kitagawa-ji could feel their lively youthful energy.
It was also clear from this that Sakiya Yukie was indeed very popular in the second year B class at that time.
In the line below the photo, the names of the students on the school trip were neatly printed.
Ishikawa Kakuto, on the other hand, was already wanted at that time and was naturally ignored by everyone.
Even the words XX students (absent) were not printed out.
"There's no problem with the roster either." Kitagawaji turned the roster over to the second year B class, and Ishikawa Kakuto's name was crossed out with a black carbon pen.
This was to be expected and Kitagawaji didn't care much.
What he wanted to think about now was how the killer had accomplished the crime back then.
How on earth could the other side arrange so many flammable materials in the school.
You know, even artificial arson also needs time, especially like the second year B class at the time the fire was so fast, the set-up will take even more time.
And why they did not jump directly from the window side?
You know that the school will basically plant some landscape trees outside the building, rather than being burned alive inside, it is better to fight to the death more dry.
Unless the point of fire is near the window... But that would take even more time to prepare.
"Time... Time... Speaking of which, isn't a week of school travel over the best time to set up?" Kitagawaji's black pupils stared.
He laid out all the photos of his sophomore year and scanned one by one the people who were absent from the original school trip.
Except for Ishikawa Kudou, there were few absentees in the entire second year.
After all, this is considered a commemoration of the curtain falling on youth, the next sophomores will meet the senior year of the battle of Tenno, so whether it is bad or ordinary students, as long as the situation is not very special, will attend such a party.
But this is only almost, besides Ishikawa Kakuto, there is another person who is absent from the school trip -
"Surprisingly, it's really this person?" Kitagawa-ji's eyes flickered as he looked at the name of the absent person printed at the bottom of one of the sophomore classes and took a deep breath.
He turned over some photos in the front of the photo album and compared them again and again for a long time.
Only then did he put the photo book down.
He had never thought that he would see this name on the roster again.
Kitagawaji re-closed the roster and the photo book, feeling a little tired.
It seemed that he had to do something about it.
...
The next day, Kitagawaji left early.
He first went to Sucha High School, exchanged ideas with Yuki Sakira, and then walked to the convenience store to buy a new set of clothes and a disposable mask.
After these things, Kitagawaji went back to the B&B hotel to wait for his turn.
It was not until the night had completely sunk that he changed into new clothes, took Nishikujo's pity and went out of the hotel to put the big mask on.
...
"Yuki-san, do you need me to take you home?"
The new female forensic scientist next to him looked adoringly at Sakura Yuki who was changing and yawning.
The forensic scientist who was sent down to Yashan City by the Tokyo Regional Police Department was too good.
She just watched the autopsy and analysis of the corpse like a flowing process, and her heart naturally emerged in respect.
Whereas yourself? Until now, I was still in a panic, and I was too nervous to tell the results of my analysis once I got to the main table.
"No need, Nara, isn't your boyfriend coming to pick you up? You can just go home with him." Sakura Yuki teased amusedly.
The newcomer female forensic scientist spoke again, but Sakura Yuki didn't bother to pay attention.
After all, she didn't know how many compliments she had heard like the new female forensic pathologist.
Why is Yuki-senpai so good?
Why does Yuki-senpai know the human body like the back of her hand?
Why...
Why is there so many reasons?
Sakura Yuki rubbed her temples and felt that these people were too annoying.
There's nothing to say that after practicing a lot, you'll naturally become skilled.
Sakura Yuki went out of the police station and rubbed his palms.
For some reason, she always felt that today's weather is very cold, the cold wind soaked bones, so she could not help but shiver a few times.
"What a psychological effect." Sakura Yuki muttered a word to herself and walked straight across the street towards the underground parking lot.
The underground parking lot was brightly lit, and Sakura stood at the entrance and looked at the neatly arranged vehicles of all kinds, just like a morgue in a morgue.
The semi-closed underground did not bring any warmth to Sakura Yuki, and she shivered.
The coldness... It seems to be thicker.
This weather is getting really strange.
Didn't the weather forecast say that it had started to warm up? Why does it feel even colder than yesterday?
Satsuki muttered in her mind as she went to her car, took out her keys, opened the door and got into it.
The environment inside the car was no different from when she left this morning.
The cigarette lighter, the car perfume box placed in front, toilet paper towels ...
No one had moved anything in the car either.
Yes, there was nothing strange about it.
But Yuki Sakura always felt that something was not normal.
It was as if he had overlooked something.
Yuki Sakura couldn't help but look outside the car.
The underground parking lot was silent, no one was there, the whole underground parking lot was like a large coffin.
Sakura Yuki shook her head, she looked ahead while reaching for the back seat to feel for the lady's cigarette she didn't know where she put it.
She felt something.
As a forensic scientist, she quickly reacted.
It was the man's strong arm.
It turned out that the sense of illusion that had been there was not that something in the car had been moved -
Rather, there was another person in the car.