Chapter 8 Connoisseurs and laymen

1 Because it was a matter for the newspaper office, the young clerk brought over the passenger list on the table. These passengers took off at 7:30. Longxiong and Tamura put the roster on the counter, opened it and bent over to check it one by one.The roster is made into cards, each with name, age, address, telephone number, contact point, etc. How many people are there?As Long Xiong said, he estimated the number of cards with his eyes. Twenty-seven people.The capacity is 31 people, but the Nagoya route usually only takes 80% of the seats. Tamura took out the newspaper manuscript paper and copied the list with a pencil.The name, age, address, and phone number were quickly copied down without missing a single one.

Were there any big names among the passengers?asked the clerk. While copying, Tamura smiled wryly. Twenty minutes later, Tamura sweated and finally finished copying.He took the copied list and studied it with Long Xiong. Who is in the plane?If it is the bartender Yamamoto who is the prisoner, then he can be identified by age, check for people who are around 30 years old, but don't let them go if they are over 40 years old.I don't know who else is behind him.Long Xiong thought in his heart: Uesaki Etsuko must have seen off the passengers of this flight. How about her characteristics?

No, Tatsuo didn't want to mention Sakietsuko in front of Tamura.He knew that he would never let him go in vain in the future.For some reason, Tatsuo tries to cover up Uesaki Etsuko as much as possible in front of everyone. What's more, there must be a lot of young women who came to see him off, even if they said it, it would be useless. Who is the stewardess on this flight?Tamura raised his head and asked. The clerk went to the table to check, then came up again and said: My name is Michiko Tanaka, 21 years old. The expression on Tamura's face seemed to indicate that the phrase "21 years old" was superfluous, and he only wrote down his name.

When is that stewardess coming back here?Tamura asked. tomorrow morning.The first flight from Nagoya arrives here at 9:40. Well.Sorry to trouble you. After thanking them, the two walked out of the empty office at night.Walking out of the dazzlingly bright place, the outside looked extraordinarily dark.Only the lights on the runway illuminated the night sky. The newspaper's car has been waiting for them outside.As soon as he sat on it, Tamura said he was hungry, and Longxiong also felt a little hungry. Go somewhere and get something to eat. Well, just find one in Ginza. No, let's eat in Shinagawa, which is closer.

Long Xiong thought to himself, could he be so hungry?Tamura went on to say: I eat and work at the same time. Work? Well, this is it. Tamura patted the passenger manifest in his pocket. I want to check the names of the people whose phone numbers are on the list one by one, the sooner the better. Only then did Long Xiong suddenly realize.Tamura pinned his own ambitions on this case, Longxiong turned his head to look at his profile. The car drove to Shinagawa Station and stopped at the entrance of a Chinese restaurant. Walking into the restaurant, Tamura asked the waitress if she had a phone number.The waitress pointed to the long table where the food was delivered, and the phone was placed on the far side.

It is best not to spend time on dishes.By the way, let's have fried rice and meatballs. After ordering, Tamura took out a piece of paper from his pocket, looked at the number written on it, and dialed the phone. Hello, is this Mr. ××'s house?I work for a newspaper.Is it someone from your family who takes the plane to Nagoya tonight?Oh, is it your husband?Okay, thank you.No, nothing.Please don't worry. Tamura put down the phone and used a pencil to make a mark in front of the name written on the paper.He said to the waitress: I have to make calls to many places one after another, and the phone bill will be calculated according to the number of times and paid in one lump sum.

Then he dialed numbers one after another according to the list, his fingers kept busy. So Tamura's voice kept coming: Hello, Mr. ××?Every time you make a phone call, make a mark. When the food was served, he ordered it to be placed in front of him, and while eating with a spoon, he kept dialing the phone.Stand with your feet apart.The waitresses were dumbfounded. As expected of a journalist.Long Xiong sighed in his heart, he couldn't do what he did. When Tamura finally put down the earphones, all the food on the plate was cleaned up. I don't know, there are only two places left now.

Tamura wiped his forehead and mouth with a dirty handkerchief, pointing to the list. There are five people who don't have a phone number. I will check these two places tomorrow.The other three people are from other places, so they can only write express letters to ask. Long Xiong looked at the two names that he couldn't figure out on the phone.One is a thirty-three-year-old man and the other is a twenty-seven-year-old woman.The phone number, address and name are all wrong. Got through the phone, wrong name.Probably a pseudonym.Tamura said, but it is not certain that these two people have problems.Because there are also people who elope by plane.Tamura laughed, took off his glasses, wiped them and said, "If you don't check these few, you won't be able to figure it out."

People from other places can't check it. Long Xiong said, people who don't have a phone can finish the check tomorrow, right? of course!Check it out after noon.It is very convenient to take the car in the company. What's next? Go to Haneda to find the stewardess named Tanaka. Then I will go with you. I expected you to go with me too.Tamura laughed out loud.From the stewardess, maybe I can find out something, this is my hope.Because on the plane, the passenger's ticket is under her control, and she should remember the name and appearance of the person.I showed her the list and asked her to recall the looks and demeanor of each passenger.

Long Xiong thought that Tamura was very clever.But Long Xiong has materials that he doesn't know, and his position is superior to him. That's a good idea.Long Xiong praised and said, I will accompany you. Well, then wait at the gate of the newspaper office at two o'clock. The two broke up after an appointment.Tamura returned to the office by the car of the newspaper office, and Tatsuo took the tram of the Yamanote Line back to his residence. In the morning Long Xiong lay on the bed and read the newspaper. The news of the kidnapping of Lawyer Senuma was published with headlines.Long Xiong watched it very carefully, and the content was not much different from what Tamura said in the car last night.During the conversation, the detection team believed that the case was related to the homicide in Shinjuku, and expressed that they would pursue it strictly.

About the bartender in the Red House Bar and the right-wing organization behind it, nothing has been exposed yet.I don't know how much information the Metropolitan Police Department has.Long Xiong considered that being a detective by himself was a layman with great limitations.They may be better than themselves.No, probably already surpassed myself.This comforted him.Even if you don't tell the authorities what you know, they will soon know. In short, Long Xiong still proceeded according to his own wishes.I can't back down anymore.Even if I become Tang.Quixote has no regrets either. The appointment with Tamura was at two o'clock in the afternoon.Long Xiong is eating this very late breakfast. Yours, Mr. Hagizaki.The landlady downstairs delivered a letter. It is a brown envelope of Showa Electric Manufacturing Co., Ltd.Looking over it, Long Xiong couldn't help but widen his eyes and was stunned.It is signed by the manager himself.Suddenly there was a premonition in my heart. When he opened it, there was a piece of letterhead inside, and the resignation letter he had just handed over to the section chief yesterday.Long Xiong hurriedly opened the letterhead and read it. The letter of resignation has been read, and the original wall is returned.A few days ago, I was very pleased to hear from the manager of the Osaka branch and the former executive director. From now on, I will be like an executive and provide convenience. Please forgive me.The company is also very sorry for what happened to Lawyer Senuma this time.But I hope that you will do well for yourself, and I will take a three-month holiday first.I will go to Hokkaido tonight, please take care of everything. ◇ ◇ Unexpectedly, the content of the letter was quite different from what I expected.Holding the letter in his hand, Long Xiong was stunned for a while.The resignation letter fell on the mat. Long Xiong remembered the words of the new section chief, and the manager felt guilty about the section chief's suicide.Ashamed of scolding the section chief so much at the beginning, he felt responsible afterwards. As for my matter, he said that he would give convenience like the executive director, which clearly meant that I should continue to investigate the case.The manager also shared the responsibility for Lawyer Senuma's accident, so the lawyer must have been entrusted by the manager to investigate the file, which resulted in misfortune.The manager wanted to close this fraud case secretly at first, but because the section chief committed suicide, he probably changed his mind and asked Mr. Senuma to investigate.Now the lawyer was kidnapped again, so he encouraged me, Long Xiong, to continue exploring. Long Xiong had some strange feelings in his heart.He did all this for the affectionate Section Chief Guan Ye.Long Xiong really felt righteous indignation that that villain drove such a kind person to a dead end, yet he could still be at ease in this world.This is by no means an abstract sense of justice. It is closely related to a flesh-and-blood person like Section Chief Sekino.Even if he resigned, he was determined to pursue it, not out of empty principles, but based on this specific human nature.At the same time, I also want to repay the kindness of the executive director who was demoted to Osaka. Long Xiong thought that he was not entrusted by the manager to do this, since the manager had this intention, at least it was convenient for him.It is true that only a manager can be so magnanimous to give a three-month leave at a time. Thinking of this, Long Xiong couldn't help feeling a little relieved. Long Xiong arrived at the gate of the newspaper office on time at two o'clock, but Tian Cun hadn't come down yet.Long Xiong sat on the long chair for waiting guests, smoking a cigarette and waiting for him. After waiting for fifteen minutes, Tian Cun still didn't come. Long Xiong thought that he was really busy with work, so he asked the receptionist to call Tian Cun's office. They said that Mr. Tamura had gone out and did not know when he would be back.The girl in the reception room told me. Long Xiong reckoned that Tamura must have gone to the few houses without telephones to investigate.He said yesterday that it would be finished by noon.Moreover, he happily made an appointment to go to Haneda Airport, and he would definitely come back by then.Long Xiong made up his mind, just sit and wait. The gate of the newspaper office is very busy in and out.There is an endless stream of visitors, of all shapes and sizes, and there are all kinds of people.Observation Observation kills time and saves boredom.Some were neatly dressed, others in dirty overalls.There are old people and children, all ages.What on earth are they here for?All visitors are requested to make a call first.Then, some went upstairs, and some returned disappointed.Some of them were well-known people they had seen in photographs. The female guests are the most interesting.A young lady, who thought she was the daughter of someone's family, insisted on giving the paper to a reporter who came down from upstairs, making him very embarrassed.Probably a barmaid.As soon as the woman left, the reporter told the reporter that if he came back later, he would say that he was not on a business trip.There was also a middle-aged female guest, who was not good-looking but full of airs, and was respectfully invited to the advertising department.Looks like an advertiser. Forty minutes later, there was no sign of Tamura.Having seen enough of the scene in the reception room, Long Xiong, with a cigarette in his mouth, had nothing to do, so he recited two poems casually: It's noon in spring, only to see all living beings come and go. Oh, sorry to keep you waiting.Sweat dripped from Tamura's head, and he hurried in. just go? Just go, just go.Just sent a message and came.Tian Cun took Longxiong's arm and walked out, and got into the car waiting for them. Haneda.After ordering the driver, Tamura wiped the sweat from his forehead. How is it? Have you checked it out?Long Xiong asked.The spring breeze blowing into the car head-on brushed his cheeks. Well, almost.There's more to it than that, you know?Tian Cun suddenly asked Longxiong with staring eyes. The detection team announced that they had found clues to the criminal. What?real? real.The newspapers published the news at the same time. As he spoke, Tamura took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, on which was copied the news: On the night of April 25th, a murder occurred in an alley in the downtown area of ​​Shinjuku. The murderer was identified and found to be the bartender at the Red House Bar (owner Junko Umei) on Ginza West ×× Street, Chuo-ku.The prisoner, a native of Niigata Prefecture, named Kazuo Yamamoto, is 31 years old.The detection team has issued a wanted warrant to the whole country.On the night of the crime, the criminal left the residence and disappeared.According to the owner of the bar, the prisoner was introduced and hired by someone from the same business a year ago, and the authorities are now investigating based on this clue.It is also known that the murderer was found this time because someone remembered the fedora worn by the former criminal policeman Mr. Tianmaru and knew Yamamoto himself.The two were seen at the Fuchu Racecourse that day, so they reported to the detection team.The prisoner Yamamoto is very fond of horse racing, and often goes to and from Zhongshan, Fuzhong and other racecourses. 2 The car passed Shinagawa and was speeding on the Keihin National Highway. The speed of the car began to increase, and the wind blowing in through the window became stronger and stronger.Long Xiong stared at the news released by the detection team.The murderer is the bartender of the Red House Bar (owner Junko Meijing).The prisoner is from Niigata Prefecture, and his name is Kazuo Yamamoto. This sentence is particularly big in Longxiong's eyes.Only then did he know that the female shopkeeper was named Meijing Junzi. How about it?Tian Cun stared at Longxiong and asked, do you have any clues about this prisoner? It was difficult for Long Xiong to answer.Because he has been keeping it from Tamura, it's inconvenient to say anything now.However, he pretended not to know, and felt really sorry, so he said: I didn't realize it was the bartender, but I had a vague feeling that he was weird. The proprietress Junko Umei is the mistress of Hideaki Funasaka, did you infer from this? yes.After I heard about it last time, I often went to that bar to observe the movement. When you get to the bar, don't you think the bartender is suspicious? I didn't think of the bartender.Just keep an eye out for the regulars. This sentence is half true and half false, Long Xiong feels very distressed.Tamura worked so hard, he felt really sorry for his friend. The bartender Yamamoto is the murderer, probably not wrong.Tamura muttered while thinking bitterly. Not bad at all.Only Long Xiong knew this, but the police quickly grasped the situation, they are indeed experts, Long Xiong cannot but admire. Hagisaki, Tamura's eyes turned to Tatsuo, you noticed this JAL plane going to Nagoya, what is it based on? (There are two missing pages here, to be filled.) sorry to bother you. Tamura gestured to Longxiong who was standing behind him, and hurried out. Drive to Chi.After Tamura finished speaking, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his face as if he had just breathed a sigh of relief. It's a waste of time.Facing the wind, he narrowed his eyes and said. Are you looking for a stewardess just to find out about the passengers?Long Xiong asked. Then there is no need to ask.Could there be other intentions? Have you figured it out yet? almost.You see, this is it. Tamura opened the notebook that looked dirty and limp. After checking the phone number and making another trip this morning, it turned out that the registered addresses of these four people were wrong.The first two knew something was wrong when they called last night. Well.Long Xiong picked up the notebook and looked at it: 1.Yoshiichi Takahashi (33 years old) from Oku XX, Arakawa Ward 2.Yoshiko Nishimura, XX Yodobashi, Shinjuku Ward (27 years old) 3.Keno Maeda (31 years old) Fukasawa ××, Setagaya-ku 4.Masako Maeda, Fukasawa ××, Setagaya Ward (26 years old) The two people in the back went to look for them by car this morning, but they were not listed on the house number.I guess it's a pseudonym.Tamura explained, but after reading the name, I found something in common, do you understand? You mean, these two guys are about the same age as Yamamoto, right? right.Tamura smiled. I wanted to ask the stewardess specifically about these two people and find out their origins. The car turned north from Shinagawa and drove into the Gotanda area. That morning, the Tokyo Station Passenger Transport Division received a call. We are a visiting group from Gifu to Tokyo, a total of 23 people.One fell ill and needed to be carried back to Gifu on a stretcher.We are going to take the express train at 1:30 pm, can you make a special photo? How to take special care?asked the station attendant. For example, let us take the third-class sleeper. I'm afraid I can't take the sleeper berth. The pre-sale of sleeper berth tickets started a week ago, and now there is no one left.What disease is it? Stomach ulcers.Sudden deterioration, very inconvenient on the road.We can't leave him in the hospital alone, so we feel very embarrassed now. The station attendant asked the other party to wait for a while, and then discussed the matter with the superior. There is no other way for the sleeper. If it is an ordinary ticket, you can let him lie on the seat with someone to take care of him. I wonder if this is okay? Hearing what the station attendant said, the other party pondered for a moment and said: There is no other way, it has to be like this.However, if you carry a stretcher in through the ticket gate, can you carry it in through other entrances for fear of disturbing other passengers? The blanket still covered his nose. The flight attendant came over.He looked down at the patient and asked: Is it okay to go to Gifu? The one who replied that it didn't matter was the host of Zhenyuan Temple. Already asleep.I just said it was quite comfortable.Sorry to trouble you.We're here to take care of it. The flight attendant said something, be more careful, and hurried away.The eyes of other passengers were also attracted to the group of people who took care of the patients at first. After the train started, they were immersed in their respective worlds. It was around 3:40 pm on April 28th.This kind of interlacing in time, if explained in terms of space, is that Tatsuo and Tamura passed by Gotanda in a car on their way to the house of flight attendant Michiko Tanaka, while the express train Xihai carrying the patient to the south had already passed Shizuoka on time. Numazu Station of the prefecture. 3 After crossing the Erben (Zuomuyouxia) municipal tramway, the car drove into a narrow street, and the driver kept turning the steering wheel while checking the house number.Finally drove to a hotel and stopped.The driver asked the hotel, opened the car door and sat in and said: Said it was in a side street nearby. Michiko Tanaka's house is the third house, and the oleanders in the yard can be seen from the black wooden fence. Tamura took out her business card, and her mother looked a little surprised. What's wrong? No, it's fine.We would like to ask Ms. Michiko about the situation of the passengers on the plane.is she home Here, please sit inside. No need, here's fine, we're about to say goodbye. The place to enter the door is very narrow, so Tamura and Longxiong sat on the steps. Michiko Tanaka came out, a twenty-three or four-year-old girl with short hair.With a pleasant smile on his face, he is quite skilled in socializing and entertaining guests. I am Michiko Tanaka.Articulation is very sharp. I'm very sorry that you bothered me while you were resting. Tamura pushed up his glasses and hurriedly took out a notepad from his pocket. Did you take the last flight to Nagoya yesterday? Yes, I am on duty. I would like to know about the situation of the passengers at that time. oh. Do you still have any impressions of these two people? The notebook has the names of Yoshiichi Takahashi and Keno Maeda written down. Michiko Tanaka's big eyes glanced over nimbly, and that gaze was cold. There may have been these two among the passengers, but I don't know anything about the passengers themselves, so I can't say anything about them. What did you say?Tamura opened his eyes wide and said, aren't you in charge of the passengers' tickets on the plane? No, I don't care about it.Michiko Tanaka smiled and said, I only kept the passenger list, and I didn't check the list with myself, I just checked the number of people. Ah, yes! Tamura and Longxiong looked at each other.The two had never flown before, so they had no common sense.Tamura looked very depressed. However, you always have some contact with passengers, right?Long Xiong asked. There are, serving tea, delivering sugar, and doing some service work. Did you notice at the time that there were no suspicious-looking male guests? Hearing the suspicious behavior, Michiko tilted her head and thought for a while and said: It's hard to say. Please think about it carefully, even what happened last night, there will always be some impressions.Tamura interjected, trying to get some clues from the stewardess. Not particularly impressed.Michiko Tanaka pondered for a while and said. Long Xiong thought to himself, asking such a question is really difficult to answer, and it should be more specific.So asked: There was a male passenger in his thirties, probably not many passengers like this, right? That's true.Michiko Tanaka raised her big eyes and asked again, what does that person look like? It is a long face.There are no characteristics, it is difficult to describe.Not ugly, and doesn't wear glasses. What clothes are you wearing? I do not know. Michiko propped her cheek with her little finger, searching for her memory.The male guest in his thirties seemed to be desperately remembering that seat. What is his occupation?Michiko asked. Yes, this is one aspect to consider.I am used to seeing all kinds of tourists on weekdays, so I can roughly guess their occupations based on the appearance of the guests. Working as a bartender in a bar. When Long Xiong said this, she turned her head sideways again, as if she couldn't make a judgment easily. Is there anyone among the passengers who is flustered and restless?Long Xiong added another sentence. So Michiko asked: Is it someone who has done something bad? Yes, in fact, it was inconvenient for him to say that he was a murderer, so he changed his words and said that he was someone related to a certain case. It was only then that Michiko realized why they were here with the business card from the newspaper. I don't know if this could be described as restlessness, Michiko said, one passenger was very anxious to catch the train.By the way, he looks like he is in his thirties. Ryuo and Tamura couldn't help staring at Michiko Tanaka. Catch a train? Um.He said he would take the ten-ten train from Nagoya.The plane arrived at Komaki Airport at 9:30. He asked several times whether he arrived on time and how long it would take to take the bus from Komaki Airport to Nagoya Railway Station.I told him it would take half an hour by car.He muttered to himself, saying that it would be good to catch up with the car.Look very anxious. Where is the train from Nagoya to? If he didn't say it, then I don't know. Is it the bus from Nagoya at 10:10?Long Xiong asked again.Just look up the train timetable, I thought. Also, have you noticed anything else? I really can't remember. The two thanked each other politely, and Michiko Tanaka sent them to the gate.She was a very pleasant girl, with a slender figure that would have fitted her well in a uniform. So, from yesterday to this morning, I have worked so hard to investigate this passenger list. Unfortunately, is it in vain?Tamura got into the car and said with a wry smile. Where, not at all in vain.Long Xiong comforted him and said that just because you found out that someone in the passenger used an alias, you have contributed a lot. But now it can't be traced anymore. Check it out soon.Hey, stop at a bookstore. Oh, right. There is a bookstore less than five minutes away.The car stopped, and Tamura ran to buy a train timetable. Well, Nagoya, Nagoya Tamura's stubby fingers flipped through the timetable hastily. There are 22.5 slow trains on the Tokaido line going south from Nagoya.It's five minutes away from the ten-ten bus, not this one.There is twenty-two thirty-five minutes north, which is completely wrong.Tamura turned to another page. There are trains on the Kansai Line bound for Guishan, and it is exactly 22 o'clock. Unfortunately, this is not correct, it is ten minutes earlier.All that remains is the central line.Tamura quickly turned a few pages. Nagoya, Nagoya's fingers were moving on the watch, and suddenly, he bumped Longxiong with his elbow. Oh, there it is, this one! Dirty black fingernails pointed to the densely packed typefaces on the timetable, before Long Xiong's eyes. 22:10, slow train. When Long Xiong was looking at the timetable, Tamura's breath was blowing on his face. Oh, it's this train, the Central Line!Long Xiong nodded and said, this bus is very strange, the terminal only goes to Ruilang. Not really.That's where he's going. From Nagoya to the final station, Mizunami, Tamura counted the stops one by one. There are seven main stations.I don't know which stop he got off at. Long Xiong smiled and asked: Have you identified him as the murderer? I'll just assume he's the murderer. When Tamura said this, Longxiong had nothing to be dissatisfied with.In any case, one of the passengers on the plane must have been sent off by Uesaki Etsuko. It seems certain that he is the bartender Yamamoto, that is, Horiguchi, the check fraudster, which is also consistent with the introduction by Michiko Tanaka. Is there a train behind? Seeing Long Xiong's question, Tamura's eyes searched the timetable again. In addition, there are only two express trains. Oh yes.In that case, he must take the slow train at twenty-two past ten. Long Xiong felt that there must be other reasons for that person to catch the slow train.So ask: Hey, which seven stations are they? Well, there are Chikusa, Osone, Kasugai, Kozoji, Tajimi, Tokitsu, and Mizunami.Tamura read the name of the station. For the next stop and the next stop in Nagoya, you can take a city bus or other vehicles.Since you are taking the train, you should get off after the third stop. Well?Makes sense.Then focus on checking these five stations.This will save a lot of trouble.So, start with these five stations. Are you going to go out on your own?Long Xiong asked, looking at Tamura's capable face. want to go.Discuss with the director.We have a branch in Nagoya, but this matter cannot be entrusted to the guys in the branch.Tamura said with bright eyes. Long Xiong picked up the timetable and looked at the names of the five stations. Kasugai.Gaozang Temple.Taji see.Tokitsu.Ruilang.Which station is it?The biggest station is Tajimi Long Xiong also intends to take this bus to have a look.These are small village stations.He felt that if he went there, he might be able to find some clues. However, he hasn't made up his mind like Tamura, and he always has some hesitation in his heart. At 8:30 that night, the Passenger Transport Division of Tokyo Station received a call from Gifu Station. Hello, I'm the deputy station master of Gifu Station. Your station has contacted us about a sick person getting on the No. 39 train Xikai from Tokyo Station. Ah, thank you for your hard work.Has it arrived safely?asked the station attendant who answered the phone. We waited for a long time and sent two station attendants to pick them up on the platform, but no patient got off the bus. What, didn't you get out of the car? yes.The passengers who got off were all alive and well, and all of them were quite healthy.There was some dissatisfaction in the voice of the deputy station master. That's weird.It said to get off at Gifu Station, please wait a moment, let me think about it, what did I say.Ah, that's right, there are twenty-three or four people in the group wearing the armbands of the Zhenyuanhui. People without armbands get off! Huh, none?strangeness.They are group passengers and say to get off at Gifu.The gang all wore armbands.A patient is carried on a stretcher. Surely it's train thirty-nine? There is absolutely nothing wrong with that. When that train arrived at our station, no such passenger got off.After receiving your call, we made arrangements. Yeah?I am asking you to worry too much.Let's get to know the conductor again later. . After putting down the phone, the station attendant was puzzled.Strange thing, the group of people yelled that they were going to get off at Gifu, did they change their minds temporarily and continue to sit down?Originally, it didn't matter, but since Gifu Station was notified to make people wait in vain, it was necessary to find out what was going on. The West Sea arrives in Osaka at 22:30, and the train crew will change shifts there. At 22:40, the station attendant at Tokyo Station called Osaka Station to find the conductor on the West Sea. Hello, the crew of the No. 39 train? it's me. There was a patient at Tokyo Station who got on the train and was going to Gifu. You know about it, right? Know.Is it the patient in the first car?I kept this in mind as soon as I drove from Tokyo. Are they the car under Gifu? The flight attendant pondered for a while, and then continued, when the train left Owari Ichinomiya Station, I went to remind them that they should get off at the next stop, and found that they were no longer on the train. What?Not in the car anymore? Well, there are some other passengers sitting there. Do you know where they got off? Well, I didn't notice then.Listening to the voice, one can imagine the uneasy look of the flight attendant.Because I was busy with other things, I couldn't spare my hands. Besides, they were taken care of by someone, so I was quite relieved. Do they all wear armbands? I wore them when I got on the train at Tokyo Station. After passing through Odawara, I went to check the ticket, and they took them all off. Then you don't know which stop they got off at? When we arrived in Hamamatsu, the patients and those people were still there. I went to see that train, so I know.But after that, it's not clear. The result is still unclear. This is really strange.The station attendant grumbled and told the story to his colleagues present. At this time, a criminal policeman wandered in and happened to hear this.The criminal police were on guard at the train station because of the kidnapping case of Lawyer Senuma.