Chapter 14 Wooden boxes and sacks

1 No wooden box, which is strange. After Tamura said goodbye to the old woman, he walked back along the same road, talking to himself. She said there was a pocket, and the pocket was even more inexplicable.Long Xiong was also surprised. Could it be that the old woman misunderstood it? You can't go wrong with the wooden box.She said she had a bag over her shoulder, probably something like an electrician's tool.Tamura said softly, it was too inexplicable.Maybe an electrician?Now it's just so contradictory. The white building of the power station is in front of you.The surrounding grids are criss-crossed, and white electric porcelain bottles are densely dotted on them, which looks like a fortified barrier.

Go in and ask. After Tamura finished speaking, he walked into the door full of cosmos blooming.The corridor is paved with fine sand, and there are danger signs everywhere. Once entering the power station, the sounds of various machines inside can be heard endlessly. What do you do?The doorman stepped out to block the way and asked. Inquire about something, want to see the director or director. The guard walked in, and a tall man came out. A folding ruler was exposed from the pocket of his overalls.Claiming to be the director of the power station. Sorry to bother you during your busy schedule.

Tamura apologized first.The machine is so noisy that you have to yell loudly. A week ago, Toki City, Gifu County, did you send a batch of electric porcelain vases to your office? Electric porcelain bottle?The voice of the other party was no less than that of Tamura, shouting loudly that the electric porcelain bottles often arrive, but they were not available a week ago. There are arrival stubs at the station.The shipper is Aichi Chamber of Commerce.The consignee is your office, and there is a wooden box.The website said that someone who looked like an electrician went to pick up the goods.Tamura took out a notepad and said while reading it.

All orders for materials were passed through the equipment department of the main factory. The director replied, but the Aichi Chamber of Commerce has never sent us any goods.Is it a wooden box? Yes. Electric porcelain bottles are not loaded in wooden boxes.Large ones, such as electric porcelain bottles for high-voltage wires, are rolled up with mats and then secured with wooden frames.The small ones are rolled up with straw and packed in straw bales.There is a fixed format for the packaging of electric porcelain bottles, and wooden boxes are never used. That's weird.Tamura deliberately tilted his head and said, there is a stub at the station, saying that the electrician picked up the goods.

They got it wrong.The director insisted that, first of all, even if the institute did not pick it up, the transportation company would deliver it.Also, unlike a construction site, there are no electricians here. As if hurting the dignity of the power station, the director showed a slightly unhappy look on his face. Is this the thing to say? Tamura thanked him and left in a hurry. As expected.Tamura came out of the noisy power station and said. The crates were not shipped to this power station.What was inside was not an electric porcelain bottle either, it must have been the hanged body. It weighed fifty-nine kilograms. Tamura walked out of the yard full of cosmos, and continued to speak slowly, which was about the weight of a person plus a wooden box.

Since it is so heavy, it takes two or three people to move it.Long Xiong said through the interface. After walking downhill, the two walked towards the station. Yes, one person can't carry it.Tamura nodded. Of course, the old woman should be able to see clearly.No matter how bad the eyes are, it is impossible not to see. However, Tamura calmly retorted that the old woman said that the sun had already set and it was getting dark.Maybe she didn't see clearly.Moreover, the old eyes are dim, and they are not completely reliable.Even young people often have many inaccuracies in their testimony.

Do you think she mistook the crate for a bag? No, there might be bags too.The sunset was dark and far away, and the wooden box might not have been seen.Tamura said categorically, let's deduce it carefully.It was a wooden box, only a wooden box, nothing else.Just check this one out.After getting the wooden box, the group transported it into the mountains after dusk.Of course to avoid people's eyes and ears.Only the old woman in the village at the foot of the mountain saw it. It was an accident, but it passed smoothly. The sun was shining brightly in the sky.Under the sunlight that was almost at noon, a corner of Qingmu Lake was visible, the lake water was extremely beautiful, it was completely different from yesterday.

Tamura looked at his watch and said: Eleven forty.I had to go to the Matsumoto branch office today to get in touch with a few other people.Now it's not like before, we have to work together with each other. His forehead was still sweating, not because of the direct sunlight, but because of excitement. Then depending on the situation, I plan to go to Toki. To Toki? Well, go check the shipping process.Aichi Chamber of Commerce may be a fictitious name, or it may actually have this name.If there is such a business name, it is the criminal borrowing the name without authorization.The people in the consignment department of the station must still remember the appearance of the delivery man, and they must have some clues from this line.

Must have some clues?Long Xiong unconsciously blurted out, expressing doubts. Of course.What's the matter?Tamura asked in disbelief. They are so deliberate that they will not show their flaws.Moreover, the station attendant may not remember the appearance of the customer.Because they have too many customers.Do you remember the case where the dead body was packed in luggage?At that time, whether it was Shiodome Station or Nagoya Station, none of the station attendants could remember the appearance of the prisoner? Well, that makes sense.Tamura did not refute, but he should not give up eating because of choking.If I don't check it out, I always feel uneasy.What are you going to do now?

me?I think it is not convenient for me to hinder your work, so I will stay here for now and then go back. Tamura has been organized by the society and has become one of the members of the special investigation team for this case.He had to contact the special investigation team before proceeding with the next step. Long Xiong also said this in consideration of this. Tamura left on the train bound for Matsumoto.The windows of the trains on the local branch line were narrow, and he stretched out his hand to shake them.Long Xiong stood on the platform and watched him drive south. Such a strange station, such a sad parting, can't help but feel a faint sadness in Long Xiong's heart.Cosmos bloomed in full bloom on the wooden fence of the station, and the flowers and plants in the flower garden were sucking the white sunlight to their heart's content.

There were only a few passengers who got off the bus, and Long Xiong followed them to the ticket gate, and when he was about to hand over the platform ticket, someone beside him greeted him.It was the deputy webmaster who I met just now when I went to check the stubs of the goods, standing there. Mr. is from the newspaper just now, right? The business card belonged to Tamura, so he thought Long Xiong was also from the newspaper office.The deputy station master seemed to have something to say, but Long Xiong responded noncommittally. The deputy station master's expression was completely different from the impatient look just now, and he seemed very curious. Any questions about the wooden case? nothing.Something to check. oh. Long Xiong didn't elaborate, the other party seemed rather disappointed, but he said something like this: After the two of you went back, I remembered one thing.Regarding the arrival of the item, someone came to inquire about it before. Oh, when was that?Long Xiong took a step closer to the deputy station master. Four or five days ago. What does that man look like? Not a man, but a woman. female?Long Xiong's eyes widened in surprise, oh, it's a woman? Young and beautiful.It is rare for us to meet such a beautiful person on the station.Judging by the accent, he must be from Tokyo. It's Etsuko Uesaki!Long Xiong's heart was pounding. She clearly stated the shipping station and the name of the goods.I asked if the electric porcelain vase that was sent out from Tokitsu Station has arrived. Now that he even knew about these things, sending the corpse, no, I'm afraid Etsuko Uesaki knew all the inside story.Long Xiong seemed to have received an electric shock. and after? Later, we replied that the goods had arrived and they had taken them away.She politely thanked her and walked towards the exit. Excuse me, is this after the discovery of someone hanged in the mountains? Ah, The Hanged Man was a sensation here, and my wife even went to see it with the children on her back. It was very lively.Yes, yes, the woman came after three or four days. Oh, I see. Uesaki Etsuko probably came to investigate something.Long Xiong asked again: How old is that woman?What kind of figure do you look like? He is in his twenties or thirteen years old, and gives the impression of being slender and elegant.How should I say it?She looks like a ballet dancer, tall and tall. There is no doubt that it is Etsuko Uesaki. Our large-scale train line recently goes directly to Itoigawa in Niigata Prefecture.There will probably be such beautiful people among the mountaineering tourists coming from Tokyo in the future.However, I don't know what the relationship between the wooden box and that beauty is. What the deputy station master said was exactly what Long Xiong wanted to know. Long Xiong walked out of the station, thinking about his whereabouts.There is a snack bar in front of the station.He was a little hungry, so he went in. The local delicacy is soba noodles. While waiting for the meal, Long Xiong rested his elbows on the dining table, smoking a cigarette blankly.A local young man was lying on the window sill in the corner, with his feet stretched out, listening to ditties on the radio. Uesaki Etsuko came to this train station and asked about the item that had arrived.Now that I know the goods are sent from Tokitsu Station, I also know that the box contains electric porcelain bottles.It should be said that she knew all about the whole story of this crime.By the way, she is completely knowledgeable.She knows everything, so what is she looking for?Are you here to investigate whether the goods have arrived?No, it's impossible.She had come after reading in the papers that the hanged body had been found.The goods have arrived, she should be able to tell. The noodles came, and the soup was too salty to eat.While reluctantly eating, Long Xiong concentrated on thinking about this question: What purpose did she have to check the delivery?There must be a reason for it.But why? With half a bowl of noodles left, Long Xiong lit a cigarette.The radio was still playing a minor tune, and there was applause and beat. Suddenly, he thought of a thought, and stood up from the low chair.The sun was directly on the head, making the path white and dusty.On the way, Long Xiong met a man and a woman with bags on their backs.Tucked in the man's waist is a map of Kashima Gundake, the kind that is one in 50,000. Long Xiong walked back to the village he had just visited in the morning, this was his third visit. Did a young woman come here four or five days ago?It's a man from Tokyo. There are twelve or three families in the village.Long Xiong's family went one by one and asked.Both young men and women went to work in the fields.Those who stay at home are either the elderly or children.Long Xiong was sure that anyone who met a woman like Uesaki Etsuko would remember her. Sure enough, he guessed right. A boy of twelve or thirteen said: I have been to that mountain, and I took her there. You took her there?What's the matter, little brother?Long Xiong restrained himself and said. She asked me if I had ever seen a discarded wooden box.I just saw her in the mountains a few days ago, so I took her to see it. Long Xiong asked the little boy to show him the way. It wasn't a mountain, and the wooden box was thrown in the grass some twenty meters away from the road, and half of it had fallen apart. It was full of broken bottles and cans, many of which rolled out of the broken boxes, mixed in the grass, shining brightly in the sun. Long Xiong looked at the goods tag tied to the rope, it was covered with mud, but the handwriting was still there: Consignor Aichi Chamber of Commerce Consignee ×× Power Company Baima Power Station Long Xiong crossed his arms and stood there in a daze. Uesaki Etsuko is here to check this item! 2 I do not know when, the boy has gone away.Long Xiong sat on the wooden box and meditated.His hand rested on his chin, and he didn't move.The wind blew the grass, and bugs crawled under the broken pieces of white china. The whirlwind of thinking fluctuated in Long Xiong's heart for a while.We have to calm down and investigate this matter.Take your time and hold your breath.Long Xiong reminded himself several times.He thought left and right, tossed and turned, always at a loss, and still sat motionless. The white clouds cover the sun from time to time and cast mottled shadows on the ground, slowly moving over. Long Xiong rested his head on his hand, the more he thought about it, the more confused he felt.His thoughts hit a wall ahead and bounced back. Hanged bodies were not brought in crates!What method was used? The wooden box was full of broken china.Fifty-nine kilograms.Apparently, it looked like a dead body was consigned.Why do you want to cast doubts?What is the reason for that? Why did Uesaki Etsuko come here to see the wooden box?The wooden box was thrown in the grass, and she had already seen what was in the box.But how did she look at all this? All kinds of clues are intricate.I don't know where the volt line is?Difficult, but not impossible to discover.Must be hiding somewhere.Moreover, it must be hidden. Feeling tired, Long Xiong stood up from the wooden box.The insects that got under the broken tiles crawled onto other fragments, moving slowly. Long Xiong looked at the bug inadvertently. He temporarily escaped from thinking, no, not thinking, but from the state of paralysis.At this time, a bright light suddenly flashed in my mind, and a part of my function began to imagine unrestrainedly.Neither will nor hard work, but a flash of light.This situation is similar to that of an artist having a divine inspiration. Long Xiong took off the goods tag tied to the wooden box and put it in his pocket.Then go down the ramp.Dead grass rustled underfoot. When we got to the main road, we hurried back to the village just now.Under the autumn sun, every family is very leisurely and quiet.Long Xiong counted the houses, walked to a house and shouted: Is anyone home? Dried persimmons hang from the eaves, and rosary-like shadows are cast on the paper door on the porch. who? The old woman came out.The hazy red eyes were wide open.The look seemed to be, Hey, why are you here again! Elderly man, is the bag on the electrician's shoulder really light? The old woman pursed her lips and didn't answer immediately, as if she wanted to say why Long Xiong was so annoying.Long Xiong took out two hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and stuffed them into the old woman's crumpled hands.The old woman was a little surprised, and looked at Long Xiong in a daze. I can't remember clearly either, it doesn't seem too heavy.said the old woman. Oh, it seems very light? Hmm, it looks pretty light.By the way, I remembered.The bag was bulging and overstretched, and he carried it with one hand. What, with one hand?Long Xiong walked a few steps closer and asked, that is to say, he will carry it with his hand later?Put it on your shoulders for a while, then fall back and forth, right? That's it. Longxiong hurriedly walked towards Zhuchang Station. Maybe there was no train arriving at the station, and the deputy station master sat there in a daze.Long Xiong looked in through the glass door. When the deputy station master saw Long Xiong, he stood up and asked: How is it? Have you checked it out? Found it.Is this it?Long Xiong took out the package from his pocket and signed it for him. This is it, this is it.Already found it?The deputy station master who didn't know the secret asked with a smile. But Long Xiong ignored it, and just said: Please, let me inquire about one more thing. What's up? I want to know, what day did the truck leave this wooden box, and what day did it arrive here? truck?It's not freight, it's passenger transportation.The deputy station master replied immediately. What, passenger transport? Long Xiong called out.But when you think about it, passenger transport makes more sense. Oh, so it is!Excuse me, what day did it ship out? please wait for a moment. The deputy station master went to the table and opened the ledger.Not only didn't he bother, he also wrote down the relevant content on a note and brought it over. On the morning of the day of arrival, it will be shipped out from the shipping station.It was transported by one, two or three trains. What time did you arrive at the station? Eighteen twenty.In order of priority, it departs from Tokitsu Station at 9:34 and arrives at Shiojiri at 13:33.Turn to the central trunk line, depart at 14:10, and arrive at Matsumoto at 37:00.After hooking up with the train to Omachi at 15:30, we arrived at Omachi at 16:36.After contacting our branch line, the bus will be dispatched at 17:50, and it will arrive at this station at 18:20.Because there are many transfer stations, it is quite troublesome.However, there is plenty of parking time at each station, so there is no delay in loading and unloading.The deputy station master explained one by one. Eighteen twenty is six twenty in the evening. Long Xiong looked out the window, thinking in his heart.At 6:20 in the evening, because the day is long, the sky is still relatively bright.When we reached the village, it was dusk, and the time coincided.Long Xiong thought again, that group of people had to go up and down various stations with the goods, they had to do so.They had to take the crates before they were delivered to the power station. The deputy station master, Long Xiong said, when the wooden box arrived at the station at 18:20, among the passengers getting off, there were people with bags.I wonder if the ticket cutter still remembers it? what kind of bag It's packed full, but it looks light enough to fit in one hand.Probably a sack or something. I'm afraid I can't remember.I'll go ask. The deputy station master asked the ticket cutter and said he couldn't remember. Long Xiong nodded, thanked the deputy station master and left the station. However, Long Xiong stopped again.It occurred to him that people get off the bus faster than goods. The wooden boxes are loaded in the luggage cart in front of the bus, and it takes about twenty minutes to unload the car and transport them to the exit. How did they spend the twenty minutes of effort?The so-called them were of course a few people dressed as electricians. The station attendant thought they were people from the power station, so he handed over the wooden box to them. Long Xiong's eyes suddenly fell on the snack bar in front of the station.A small shop where he ate soba noodles just now. They arrived at 6:20 in the evening. They must be hungry.When it was time to pick up the wooden box, there was still twenty minutes to spare.Of course, it is self-evident what a hungry person should do on such occasions. So Long Xiong walked towards the snack bar. An hour later, Longxiong boarded the train bound for Matsumoto.He took out his notepad and studied the records on it intently.The book is in a mess, remembering all kinds of things.What I heard and what I thought of, I wrote it all down. There is a passage from the proprietress of the snack bar: Can't remember what day it was.Anyway, four or five days before the hanging case, there is no mistake.Three workers each asked for two bowls of noodles and ate them in a hurry.I remember they had a bag, one of those rough, dirty looking sacks.It was bulging, and the mouth was tied with a rope.Because it is carried into the store by one person, it will not weigh much.When eating noodles, the bag is placed on the ground against the chair.Before leaving, he carried it out with one hand. Next, is the main point of memorization, the handwriting is scribbled. △ The sack matters a lot.Very light weight.It can be lifted with one hand.About ten kilograms or so. △The wooden box contains broken bottles and cans.It weighs fifty-nine kilograms.Equivalent to the weight of a corpse.It's a cover up.Why cover up?This is the sticking point.Cover up for whom? △ Etsuko Uesaki.What are you here to investigate?Did it come automatically?Or was it instigated by others? △Three people took out the wooden box at the station and carried it to the weed pile.The wooden box should be thrown in the grass.Then he went up the mountain with the sack and walked to the scene where he was found hanging himself.At that time, he was seen by an old woman in the village. △ It is conceivable who the hanged person is. △But the body has been there for more than five months, and it has rotted almost to the bone.This is not clear.It was impossible to be five months after death.Needless to say, an anatomist, even a layman, knows that it will take five months to rot into bones.In this way, great contradictions arise.This is the biggest obstacle in reasoning.It fundamentally overturns the logic of judging who the dead is.Anatomy is science, an unshakable fact.There cannot be the slightest fallacy.However, that was impossible, he could not have died five months ago.I don't understand, I don't understand.can not explain. △Tokitsu, the shipping station for wooden boxes, is just one station away from Mizunami.There is some connection between the two places.Kenkichi Kuroike and Etsuko Uesaki did stay in Mizunami. △ Yokoori, Haruno Village, Minamisaku County, Nagano Prefecture.The birthplace of Kenkichi Kuroike.Records in the household registration book.Plum village sound times. △Tokitsu 9: 30 departure, Shiojiri 14: 10 arrival; Shiojiri 14: 10 departure, Matsumoto 14: 37 arrival; Matsumoto 15: 30 departure, Omachi 16: 3 Arrive at the station at six; depart from Omachi at 17:50, arrive at Tsukichang at 18:20; wooden boxes and people take the same train. △Hideaki Funasaka's life experience is unknown.He is Korean.It is said that the opposition said he was Korean.Based on what?Hideaki Funazaka revealed that he is Korean?Isn't it a rumor? △Hideaki Kuroike Kenji Uesaki Etsuko's relationship. △Kenkichi Kuroike is originally from Minamisaku-gun, Nagano Prefecture.The place where the body of Attorney Senuma was found was Nishi-Chikuma-gun, Nagano Prefecture.The scene of the hanging was in Kita-Azumino, Nagano Prefecture.Several are all in Nagano Prefecture.Not only that, Mizunami and Tokitsu are also close to Nagano Prefecture.The reason for this is not difficult to guess. The words written in the notebook are very scribbled.Incoherent and fragmented.But to Long Xiong, it was a more detailed map than the battle map. Long Xiong is now looking at the book.All kinds of possible and impossible things are intricately intertwined, forming an invisible network system, and unfolding in front of him. The person who hanged himself has already been guessed.However, he was alive at least a month ago.But as far as the corpse is concerned, half of it has been turned into bones.It can be judged without an autopsy that he has obviously been dead for more than five months.How is this going?I really don't understand. There is this big wall in front of you.Long Xiong scratched his hair with his fingers.The scenery outside the car window indicates that we will arrive in Matsumoto City soon.There are thousands of lights outside. Long Xiong went to the newsletter group of the newspaper.In an alley near the bustling street, there is a signboard. The director of the communications team with messy hair came out. Has Tamura been here before?Just as Long Xiong asked, the other party said: Ah, you are Mr. Hagizaki, right?Mr. Tamura came here at noon, and after contacting the Kiso Fukushima communication team, he went to Kiso Fukushima.He said, you might come, please call that communication group if you need anything. After thanking Long Xiong, he asked: Is he already there? The director looked at his watch.It's a wide leather strap. arrive.Please come up and sit down. In a room with six mats, the desk is placed in a corner, and the surroundings of the table are in disarray.The director picked up the handset on the desk and instructed Kiso Fukushima to be connected quickly. It's time to publish soon, sorry for my excuses. After the director finished speaking, he began to write reports on paper.Probably in a hurry, he didn't even glance at Long Xiong.He took off his watch and put it in front of him, as if trying to race the clock. Long Xiong casually looked at the strap and thought, this leather strap is really wide.The black leather looks thick and hard. leather.Suddenly an association occurred in my mind. On the plateau at the foot of Mount Yatsugatake, the vegetation swayed in the dusk, and a large cart passed by on the road.There are several small porcelain altars wrapped in wild wild grass on the cart.The cart drove to the leather factory in the village.This past is like a dream, still in Longxiong's memory. Long Xiong's heart was pounding.But I haven't developed an intuition yet.Hazy, very abstract.However, it seemed that something was about to emerge from the white mist.Individual parts are already in focus. The phone rang.Long Xiong woke up suddenly.The director of the communication group picked up the receiver, asked if Tian Cun was back, and then handed the receiver to Long Xiong. Hello.It was Tamura's voice. Any idea?Long Xiong asked. I haven't been to Tokitsu yet.Things are getting interesting.There was excitement in Tamura's voice.You can imagine him sweating profusely.The Ise Communication Group, which is Uji Yamada, said that Hideaki Funasaka was no longer there two weeks ago. gone? Well, Tokyo also investigated and said that he did not come home.According to the investigation by the Ise Communication Group, he probably entered a mental hospital. Mental hospital?where? The details are not yet known.Also, there is one more strange thing. 3 The telephone operator cut in the sound of hello, and Tamura scolded him in distaste. The strange thing is that Funasaka Hideaki started to collect all kinds of things half a month ago. All kinds of what? Toys, medicines, brooms, plates, empty bottles, baseball caps for kids Wait, wait, what is he buying these for?Long Xiong asked. have no idea.In short, buy it randomly, and then ship it back to your home in Tokyo, or give it to a friend. What's going on here?Long Xiong leaned his ear on the receiver, thinking sideways. So it's weird.I don't know if it's a mental disorder.This situation was learned by the Ise communication team, and that guy did a great job. Not bad indeed.Could Funasaka be mentally ill?Long Xiong was talking, but he was thinking in his heart.Funasaka Hideaki is really going crazy, things are in trouble. That's right, that's what was reported by the guy from the Ise communication group.A doctor went to see Fusaka, and then drove him somewhere in a car. Is it a taxi? No, so it is difficult to handle.It was a self-provided car, and two or three people got in it.After paying all the hotel bills, we left.It is said that the doctor took Funazaka away, so it is said that he was admitted to a mental hospital. What is the number of the own car? have no idea.These circumstances were inquired from the waitress. Is the self-owned car a doctor's? Seems to be.Well, it's your own car.Bring your own car, you wait. There was a pause of three or four seconds on the phone.Longxiong knew that Tamura must be thinking hard.The operator's hello sounded again.To drown out this voice, I heard Tamura say: Ah, yes, I remembered. What? never mind.There is one more thing that is not clear.It was too long on the phone, I hung up, it was time.It's time to get busy soon, and there are many things to check. The operator said that when the time was up, there was no room for further discussion, and cut off the call. Tian Cun was still so frizzy, Long Xiong couldn't help but smile wryly. You can't be careless about Funasaka Hideaki's madness.No matter how you think about it, it seems impossible.There must be a mystery in it. Toys, medicines, brooms, dishes, empty bottles, children's hats Buy these things to take home or give to friends.Why is this? These things do not form a system, there is no relationship, and they are disorganized.Insanity, is it from this? After finishing the report, the communications director who was sitting by the side dropped his pencil, raised his arms, stretched his waist, and said, as if shouting long live: finished. Then he turned his head to look at Long Xiong, this man probably liked the cup very much, his eyes were shining brightly and he said: I'll call the head office right away.The manuscript can be finished in four or five minutes.I don't know if it's useful or not, but it will be sorted out soon, and then, how about we have a drink? He asked Long Xiong to wait for him to finish his business, Long Xiong declined politely, then went out the door. It was a vast night outside. Long Xiong first found a hotel to stay.How to take the next step is still uncertain, and I can only stay in Matsumoto City for one night tonight.Everything will be decided tomorrow. The hotel is far from the city center, close to the suburbs, and stands by the river.Open the paper door, and the river flows in front of the house. The waitress brought supper. Are you traveling alone?The waitress is more than plump, fat and round. oh yes. Is it mountain climbing? No, I'm not here to climb a mountain to buy things. There is nothing to buy here.What do you want to buy? Toys, medicines, brooms, dishes, empty bottles, beanies and all that stuff. The waitress stared round and asked: What are you buying these for? don't you understand not understand. I also do not understand. The maid looked at Long Xiong suspiciously, as if thinking, is this person mentally ill?So he stopped talking. Long Xiong went to the bathroom to take a bath, and someone led him the way.Walking in the long and narrow corridor, I was still thinking about shopping in Funasaka.Amid the chaos, he found a problem. Buying these messy things, dare to pretend to be crazy, right?Funasaka Hideaki doesn't seem like he's going to go crazy, he has a strong and resolute personality. Why is he pretending to be crazy?The reason for this is unclear.Saying he was crazy is just one-sided speculation.He bought some inexplicable things.A doctor went to see him, treated him as a lunatic, and sent him to a mental hospital. This was reported by the Ise correspondent. Long Xiong was soaking in the bathtub, there was no one else.Outside the bathroom window, the river was gurgling and noisy. A thought suddenly flashed in Long Xiong's mind. The things Funasaka bought were completely disorganized and disorganized.However, there is probably only one of them that he wants.Buying more is just a cover-up, covering up what you want with what you don't want, in order to hide people's eyes and ears. At this time, a guest walked into the bathroom.He nodded to Long Xiong who came first, and then soaked himself in the pool.Long Xiong unconsciously watched the man's actions.The bath water went up to the man's shoulders. Long Xiong stood up abruptly, the water in the pool was turbulent.The man was quite comfortable soaking in the water, but he showed a confused expression. Long Xiong didn't care about drying his body, and strode back into the room as soon as he put on his clothes.All kinds of thoughts rushed through his mind. He knew what Funasaka needed.It's medicine!He remembered the cart at the foot of Mount Yatsugatake, and the jars wrapped in wild wild grass on the cart. Longxiong picked up the microphone and asked to connect to Kiso's communication group immediately.The accountant in the hotel said that the night was getting darker, and the phone call would be delayed for a while. After waiting for the phone call for a long time, Long Xiong was thinking non-stop.He took out his notepad and looked at the key points written on it. A light sack that can be lifted in one hand. A rotten corpse. A leather factory in a remote village in Minamisaku-gun, Nagano Prefecture. The phone rang, and I hurriedly picked up the receiver. Hello, is Tamura from the head office here? not there.The other party said coldly. When are you coming back? All went to the street to drink, I don't know.The tone is still very stiff.Long Xiong was extremely frustrated. Woke up in the morning, it was already nine o'clock.Tatsuo immediately called Kiso Fukushima.Before answering the phone, Long Xiong hurriedly washed his face and prepared to eat.While eating, a phone call came. Long Xiong asked Tamura to answer the phone, and replied: He's already gone. It was not the voice of the male telephone operator from last night. gone?Where did you go? Nagoya Branch Office. Long Xiong deeply regretted not telling the other party the name of the hotel last night. After putting down the phone, Long Xiong asked the maid to fetch a piece of telegram paper and drafted the message: Quickly check if there is any chromium sulfuric acid in Fusaka, please call the police after finding out, it is endangering the lives of others, and wait at Ruinang station tomorrow afternoon. Long Xiong deliberated over the telegram two or three times, and then sent the waitress to the post office to send it.The recipient is Tamura, Nagoya Branch Office.Hideaki Funasaka actually wants to buy medicine! Long Xiong felt that no further delay was allowed.Although he understands that Tamura is eager for fame, this is no longer a matter of exclusive news from a certain newspaper.Someone's life is at stake.In order to save lives, the right to search must be exercised. Long Xiong took the northbound train departing at eleven o'clock in the morning.It's the White Horse Express.In the carriage, there were several pairs of male and female passengers in mountaineering attire, happily talking about mountain climbing. Seeing these mountaineering tourists, Long Xiong thought of the group of people who climbed to Zhegumu Mountain.Among them was Senuma, a lawyer in a green hiking hat.No, there was Senuma's lawyer in disguise.It just happened a month ago.Later, the person pretending to be hanged in the mountains beside Qingmu Lake.When the body was found, it was almost rotten into a pile of dry bones.It looks like more than half a year has passed. A person who was alive a month ago looks at least half a year old after death. Among the items that Funasaka bought, there are things that can solve this problem.Toys, brooms, dishes, children's baseball caps, these are all unnecessary things. The train moves very slowly.Shiojiri, Tatsuno, Kamisuwa, these places stop at every stop.At the Kamisuwa stop, many tourists come up to take a hot spring bath.The slow speed of driving made Long Xiong feel even more anxious. We changed trains at Xiaobuchize, passed Yatsugatake Mountain, and arrived at Haikou Station. When Longxiong got off, it was already past three o'clock. Longxiong changed to a bus and got off at Hengweili. The setting sun shines on the mountains of Yatsugatake.The evening wind blows across the withered grassland.The low, poor stone houses of the peasants seemed to be crowded together. Long Xiong searched from house to house, and stopped in front of Kato Dairokuro's house number. There was a mat on the dirt floor of the house, and an old man sat on it weaving straw sandals.Long Xiong came to find this old man sincerely. The old man raised his head when he heard Long Xiong's voice. Ah, you are the Tokyo native who came to inquire about Kenji and Yin last time? The old man said with his face wrinkled and his eyes wide open.He actually still remembered Long Xiong. Thank you for the last time.Long Xiong saluted. Come in and sit down. The old man stood up from the mat and shook the grass clippings off his body. I'm here to ask for your help about A Yin.Long Xiong said politely, the old man knew a lot about A Yin before, right? See what you said, we are people from the same village.What you don't understand.I held him in my arms when he was a child, and he pissed all over me. That was a long time ago, right? Some years.The old man narrowed his eyes and recalled the past. Now that you see Ayin, do you still recognize him? recognize it.When that boy Ayin left the village, he was already sixteen or seventeen years old.Wa'er's family was afraid that they might not recognize him, he was already half a child at that time. Old man, Long Xiong looked at the old man eagerly and said, can I invite you to meet A Yin? Why, go see A Yin?The old man was taken aback. He came to the country? No, he is not here now.somewhere else.I would like you to go there and meet him. The old man stared at Long Xiong intently. Is it that boy Ayin who wants to see me? Long Xiong found it difficult to answer, so he could only lie and say: When Ayin sees you, she will definitely feel very cordial. A Yin is not young anymore, he used to be quite stubborn.Going to Tokyo must be promising.When you put it that way, I really want to see him.Where can I meet him? Near Nagoya. Nagoya?Not Tokyo? He is in Nagoya now.Old man, it's rude to say, I will pay for the travel expenses.Tonight, let's go to Kamisuwa Onsen to have a good night's rest, and go to Nagoya early tomorrow morning. The old man Kato still looked at Longxiong. Are you Ayin's friend? Oh, we know each other.Long Xiong had no choice but to say this. Oh, it's been a long time since I took a hot spring bath. The old man's face was a little moved. My son and daughter-in-law have gone to the fields and will be back soon. I will discuss with them again.