Chaoguang

Chapter 135

"What's your situation?" Kudo Shinichi asked slightly slowly.

"Sequelae, the overreaction after being too tense and instantly relaxed, there is no problem in the process of handling the case. After the end, I need to rest immediately, and then I will be fine."

"Furthermore, some clues have been found, and it is not far from catching the murderer."

"Well," Kudo Shinichi nodded vigorously, soon, soon you will be caught, murderer.

Sanada Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, "Come on, I'll go back first, and I'll go to the scene of Oda's death tomorrow, the police shouldn't be strict."

"It should be, I'll go find out the news first."

"Okay, let's go."

Sanada Ling refused the driver to open the door, and handed him the skateboard, "I'll walk for a while, so I won't get in the car."

"Yes, Miss."

Sanada Ling wore a pair of sunglasses on her face, and walked slowly along the side of the road. She needed to straighten out her thoughts, and she almost missed it.

After these days, she also had a preliminary understanding of the murderer. The crimes committed by 'it', combined with the autopsy report, made it easier to feel that she was venting her anger. The murderer hated those men and vented his anger on them.

Therefore, she prefers that the murderer is a woman, and a former victim, a woman who was raped.

I am about 35-40 years old, and the work I do will be very rough, maybe it is still a kind of physical work, and my strength is stronger than ordinary people.

Several of the deceased died in Kabukicho, so it is likely that she worked there, and she will get more news.

Porters, sanitation workers, and bar supporters. All these types of people are possible. There must be a connection between the murderer and all the dead.

But what does it matter why the murderer loves the dead man's liver so much, it would be nice if the first victim could be found.

If it doesn't work, it's okay to let her go to see the corpse. Just reading the report always feels like something, ah, annoying!

"Sanada."

"Sanada!"

"Sanada Ling!!"

Atobe Keigo called her several times as if he couldn't hear her, his brows were tightly frowned, and he reached out to touch her arm, but he was caught as expected.

Sanada Ling folded the outstretched claws with her backhand, and saw the face of the visitor clearly before she tried hard, "Kego Atobe?"

Sanada Ling let go, "What are you doing?" He stretched out his hand suddenly.

Atobe Keigo withdrew his hand, and a circle of red marks was pinched on his wrist. Even if Sanada Ling had no strength, his own strength was not small.

"This sentence should be said by my uncle, what are you doing, my uncle keeps calling you, you ignore me."

Sanada Ling pushed the sunglasses to the top of her head, looked at him with black and white eyes, really puzzled, "Huh? Did you call me?"

Didn't hear it, could it be that she was distracted and didn't pay attention?

Atobe Keigo was a little annoyed, "I called, I kept calling you, the flower shop at the corner saw you."

"Oh," Sanada Ling glanced back, there really was a flower shop.

"I'm sorry, I was distracted thinking about things, maybe I didn't pay attention, what do you want me to do?"

Atobe Keigo pursed his lips, is something wrong?Actually no, he just saw her on the side of the road and wanted to call out, there was nothing important.

Sanada Ling looked at the silent person, "If you" are okay, I will leave first.

"How are you doing?"

Sanada Ling was interrupted, paused, and continued, "It's pretty good."

Noticing that his gaze fell on her face, "The wound has healed a long time ago, the thread has been absorbed, and there is still a little mark left, it will heal after a while."

Kudo Shinichi knew that she didn't like to hear these words, so he just glanced at them when they met, and Lan didn't mention it, probably he had said it in advance.

Counting how long it's been since she went out, Atobe is still the first person to ask questions.

Atobe Keigo also noticed that the Band-Aid could not cover all of it, and the exposed edge was much lighter, which was much better than the one he saw at her house.

"That's good. You have to remember to apply those ointments. If they are not enough, I will bring them to you."

Sanada Ling: "Enough, there are many more, I will remember to apply the medicine on time."

Atobe Keigo changed the subject, "Did you come here today to play?"

"Ah, yes, I came to find friends to play."

"Is it Jiro?"

Sanadaling shook her head, "No, my friend, you don't know him."

Atobe Keigo's eyelashes twitched. Although he knew it was the truth, he still felt a little depressed when he heard it so bluntly.

"Are you free for Christmas? I want to invite you out to play."

Uh, for this question, Sanada Ling glanced at him and politely refused, "I'm not sure if I'm free that day."

Now, the murderer hasn't been caught yet, so it's really hard to grasp the timing.

He refused again, even though Keigo Atobe had guessed in his heart, he was still uncomfortable.

There was a trace of silence on the face of the tall and handsome young man. The lights of the shop shone on his face. Because of the angle problem, half of his face was hidden in the shadow, and it was on and off, obscure.

Sanada Ling looked at this man's appearance, and stroked his hair, "How about I call you if I come to Tokyo someday and it's okay?"

"Okay," Keigo Atobe returned immediately, for fear that someone would regret it later.

"Then, I'll go back first," Sanada Ling pointed to the driver who had been following him.

"My aunt is still waiting for me to go back for dinner."

Atobe Keigo also turned his head to look at the person, and said in a low voice, "Okay, you go back."

"Be careful on the road." After thinking for a while, he added, "When you get home, please send me a message."

Sanada Ling responded, "I see, let's go first, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Atobe Keigo stood still and watched her get into the car. The car drove into the road and soon disappeared with the traffic.

His eyes moved down and landed on his wrist. The place where she held it was still painful. Keigo Atobe reached out to touch it, and murmured in a low voice, "It's not too gorgeous."

At six o'clock, the morning of the cold winter is still bright, the sun has not yet fully risen, and the crescent moon will hang in the air.

In the dark alleys of Kabukicho, there is still a yellow cordon at the crossing, and there is finally no one at the moment.

Sanada Ling and Kudo Shinichi wore disposable shoe covers, lifted the cordon and entered.

Sanada Ling took a look inside, "Why do you think we are like thieves when we solve this case?"

The corner of Kudo Shinichi's mouth twitched, and he didn't want to talk to her.

There was a snowfall on the night of the crime, and it melted after dawn, which actually left no useful information for the police.

Only a vague outline can be seen on the wet ground, the traces of a humanoid crawling forward.

Sanada Ling stood beside the white line drawn on the corpse of the deceased, closed his eyes, and substituted himself into the body of the deceased.

It was very cold, and the air he inhaled was bitterly chilly. He was drunk and drank a lot, so much that he didn't even have the strength to make him go crazy. His body staggered forward, and suddenly he saw a The shadow, whose face could not be seen clearly, was wearing a black cheap raincoat, and held a stick-shaped weapon in his hand. The moment his eyes crossed, he understood that this person was coming for him, and this person wanted to kill him!

However, he drank too much alcohol, so much that he was unable to resist, and kept running forward trying to get rid of the tracking of the people behind him.

Dodging like a headless fly, he finally let himself escape into a dead end with nowhere to escape.

He was tripped over by an obstacle on the side of the road, fell into the dirty and smelly mud, and was hit on the head when he tried to resist.

It was so painful that he almost fainted, and he uttered some obscene words, but he was hit again with a stick in the mouth, and his teeth were broken.

At this time, he already knew that resistance was hopeless, and he tried to kneel down and beg for mercy, begging the murderer to spare his life.

But unfortunately, it didn't have any effect. He only felt the cold blade piercing his body, and warm blood gushed out.

Life is passing by little by little, and in the end, death will not rest in peace.

(End of this chapter)