murder begins in summer

Risako looked as if she had been humiliated, but she immediately controlled her expression, suppressed the commotion of her subordinates, and looked at Shi Zhanyang, "This is also my cousin's ancestral grave."

Shi Zhanyang continued to smoke, "Really?"

Risako smiled, "You're also bleeding half of Eguchi-gumi's blood. Aunt Kazue wouldn't want you to do that."

Shi Zhanyang didn't deny it, he didn't seem to care about it, about the blood relationship, and about the mother who was sleeping in Hong Kong, who was more and more like a mist, and then talked about useless nonsense with Risako Eguchi, which made him Nausea yourself.He just waved his hand to signal the waiter in the pit to continue digging the book box.

The people from the Jiangguchi group quit, and they didn't dare to show off the guy first, but they all crowded together like bulls, trying to jump into the tomb. They were still looking at each other quietly.

Risako wiped the rain from her face, took her slim cigarette from her subordinate, and bit it into her purple lips.In this cemetery, smoking is a taboo, it will disturb the cleanliness of the ancestors, she just clearly saw the contempt and disrespect from the sparks on Shi Zhanyang's mouth, but she can't control herself now.

"Is that okay?" Risako asked.

"I think it's very good." Shi Zhanyang looked at the crowd pushing and shoving at the grave with admiration.

"Cousin, what do you want to do?"

"As I said, I just want to dig your ancestral grave." Shi Zhanyang took the water glass from Ba Zai. It was as short and fat as a rice bucket, and it had excellent heat preservation effect. It was Qiu Shili who bought it for him.It contained a kind of Chinese herbal tea for reducing fire, and it was also the prescription that Qiu Shili asked him for. He brought a lot of medicinal materials from Guangdong and cooked it for him often since autumn.He drank a few sips freely and returned to the bitterness. Of course, he didn't intend to reveal any more information. It was obvious to find the manuscript.

"Is there something wrong with my brother's operation?" Risako didn't change her face.Except that Qiu Shili was still alive, she knew almost nothing.The people she settled in San Francisco couldn't even see Qiu Shili's face, because of this incident, people in the team were already very upset.

"Your brother?" Shi Zhanyang closed the lid of the cup and twisted it to death.

"As for the rubidium mine, my cousin will never break his word." Li Saeko took a step forward and said again, "I only brought fifty people here, so my cousin will never bully the few with more."

I don't know when this impression of "high moral character" was formed on the Tao. Except for Risako, people often reasoned with him like this, as if he would really listen carefully and keep his benevolence and morality to everyone. .Shi Zhanyang smiled slowly, and then concentrated on staring at the chaos next to the tombstones. He didn't give an answer, and it was obvious that he wanted to snatch it. Risako was also in a hurry. The guns on this side were also raised towards each other.

Risako put her finger on the trigger, "I don't want this."

On the other side were two young guys who were in charge of raising the guns, one on each side of Bazai, Bazai was still holding an umbrella calmly, and Shi Zhanyang was still calmly smoking.

"Please," he said.

They all understood that the gun could not fire bullets easily, and once the gunshot rang, the residents in the neighborhood were not deaf, and of course the police in the suburbs did not have holidays-that situation was not good for anyone.

When the heat is not enough, cold weapons will show their benefits. Sabers, batons, and human fists and feet all have their own advantages.The rain curtain was gray, and the richness of blood was diluted and expelled by the rain. Only the clamor and cursing were amplified in the sound of the rain, layer upon layer like echoes, splashing across the entire cemetery, as if to declare that death itself was noisy.In this turmoil of fighting, or shopping, Shi Zhanyang drew a quiet big circle around his body, in which he quietly watched Eguchi Risako who was gradually collapsing.

"I didn't think of it. This kind of thing... I always thought you didn't bother to do it."

"Me neither." Shi Zhanyang said gently, when he spoke Japanese, he was always very gentle and refined. Qiu Shili said that he was like a teacher in this way, and he should be called "Sir".

"Miss Eguchi," he said again, "You don't actually have to come. After I've finished digging, I'll put the stone back properly and offer flowers to your grandparents."

Risako was so angry that her lips trembled, and she pinched out the cigarette butt with two fingers.She was almost driven crazy by the pressure recently. She had a drinking party at home all night, and the party was still going on just now. She really didn't want to rush over with her clothes on, but the only thing she knew was that Shi Zhanyang suddenly appeared in Japan, The family grave was broken up, if I didn't seize the time to lead others to struggle, this matter would not be justified in the group.

What made her even more disturbed was what exactly did Shi Zhanyang want to get from this tomb when he made such a big move.

"Cousin is really gentle and caring." She said lightly, "Why bother?"

"Because both of us could have lost a little less," Shi Zhanyang said coldly, so cold that it was quite clear amidst the rain and the sound of fighting, as if all this made him uninterested, "Your fifty people are almost dead Yeah. I'm almost done digging too."

Eguchi Risako immediately gave up struggling, Xu Shi still had some hope of cooperation, she signaled her subordinates to stop, and put down the gun at the same time as Shi Zhanyang.Looking around, most of them were lying down, and when the rest stood up for a while, they were all immediately carried by the guys from the Shi family to help dig the soil. No matter how humiliated they were, they could only grit their teeth and do it.Of course, this was according to Shi Zhanyang's intention, he really wanted to dig the grave to the end.

And he himself just watched silently, didn't talk to Risako again, and didn't look at her again, the sitting posture was particularly comfortable.When the ten or so boxes of manuscripts were neatly stacked on one side of the stone path, he smiled at the guys on both sides, the smile was perfect, and there was no trace of sinisterness, "It's really hard work." Then he turned and left, crushed by the wheelchair. Passing through the dead branches and fallen leaves on the ground, Bazai stretched his umbrella and staggered to keep up. The rest of the staff were automatically divided into two groups, one group carried the wounded on the back of the box, and the other group stayed to clean up the mess.

Risako looked at her watch, it was only twenty or ten minutes before she arrived in a hurry.

"Cousin is joking about the harmony between the two families." She broke the orderly silence.

"Ms. Jiangguchi must not be having a good time in the family recently. She must have no choice but to come here to suffer today." Shi Zhanyang stopped in front of the ramp and raised his voice, "Of course, I am responsible for what happened just now, and Regarding the rubidium mine, if anyone has any objections, please come to me, I will stay in Tokyo for a while, welcome anytime.”

After he finished speaking, he didn't look back. The wheelchair passed by the fresh blood, which was printed on the wet slate and the ground, and was quickly washed away by the rain. After a while, the convoy outside the cemetery sped away without even honking their horns. .

Twelve large stainless steel boxes with a capacity of about [-] liters are all filled, and the number of manuscripts in them can be imagined.Shi Zhanyang didn't want anyone to get involved, so he could only check step by step by himself.He rented three floors in an American-funded bank building in the central district of Tokyo. This book, and a pot of herbal tea every day, always remind yourself to be calm.

The quality of the information is also mixed. Shi Zhanyang turned to several bank accounts and passwords from decades ago, and how many adult clubs and illegal casinos the Eguchi Group opened in Shinjuku during its heyday. The leaders of each area have the last name Who knows how many children there are, and even turned to many supply channels for illegal drugs. The 90s was unimpeded. I don’t know what is going on now.

This kind of news was probably invaluable in the past. For some reason, maybe it was due to family strife. Unfortunately, they fell into the dust with the old woman who passed away. The changes of the times made their value disappear by half, and now they are in Shi Zhanyang's hands. Here, they are a mass of outdated waste paper.

However, most of the rest of the information is more meaningless rubbish, such as the nude photos left by a police chief with his arms around three women in a romantic place, or the diary that Chiharu Eguchi wrote down from time to time when he was investigating her husband's affair , Shi Zhanyang couldn't bear to look directly at it, so he could only read it roughly as a sieve.

In fact, he can bring all these boxes back to San Francisco. At most, he can hide them a little bit more secretly so that Qiu Shili won’t find out. That’s probably safer, or at least he should look at them quickly to prevent the night from having more dreams, but Shi Zhanyang doesn’t like it .He just wanted to wait by the territory of the Jiangkou Group, swaggering and taking his time. He was waiting.

At the time of the operation, Qiu Shili was seven years old, and Eguchi Risako was only a ten-year-old girl. He had to wait at least for someone who was over 30 years old to talk to him.

Apart from being continuously mentally polluted by a large number of strange old things, Zhan Yang lived comfortably in those few days.He met a few old friends, donated a few sums of money to several foundations, and got up early every day to spend two hours exercising. After the blood diamond incident, his two old stocks and one new stock also started their first It rose again and did not fall back before the market closed.

He even tried squeezing the Yamanote Line during the evening rush hour to relax.Ba Zai and the others couldn't let their minds rest, and they followed secretly like thieves, but Shi Zhanyang chose to ignore it, maybe his face was deceptive, and the staff came up to help before he even got to the platform.He was successfully stuffed into the carriage. Next to him were a group of primary school students who were leaving school together. Each of them had a small harmonica hanging around their necks. When they got bored from time to time, they had to play a few notes and then put it down immediately. They looked excited, as if they had created some secret for themselves. .

Shi Zhanyang observed them carefully through the reflection on the glass window.

Isn't that what a real child is like, not so cute, and a bit noisy, he thought, what difference would it make to adopt one?You have to raise him up and teach him how to be a human being. If he doesn't pay attention, he will grow crooked and lose his nerve every day. There will be endless troubles, which is troublesome enough.

Except very cute.

How can I be so cute?The answer is too simple. Shi Zhanyang thinks that only one thing needs to be satisfied, "Qiu Shili gave birth to him", which is a sufficient and necessary condition.Regardless of whether it is a boy or a girl, and no matter who it looks like, he can simply imagine how this child will fascinate all living beings in the future.

Immediately after another flash, the car door opened, and the elementary school students lined up like ducklings, and Shi Zhanyang suddenly came to his senses.Although he has insisted on investing in genetic technology for many years, and biochemical research has become a hot topic in recent years, the joint breeding of two males is still the most unrealistic among many Arabian Nights.If it can be done, it is 100% a Nobel Prize.

Shi Zhanyang thought that he was quite poisoned, so he turned on his phone to calm down.He paid a deposit for several sports cars, and prepared some for his fourth son who was about to grow up, and some for Qiu Shili to choose as a small gift for him after the operation.

That night, pretending to be in the American time zone, he made a video call with Qiu Shili who had just woken up. Shi Zhanyang looked at his younger brother's delicate eyebrows, white greasy chin and collarbone, and thought of the weird idea on the subway. He was really a little embarrassed.Qiu Shili's complexion recovered much healthier, and he was still so serious. He reported to him about his recovery, and what good things the fourth child and third Shao had done to keep him from being bored. He didn't get angry again, but he didn't ask if he was done with his work and when we could meet.This made Shi Zhanyang feel relaxed and comfortable, but also a little distressed.

It's been half a month since he went from Aomori to Kyoto and then to Tokyo. Qiu Shili also lived in the hospital for so many days. The heat of the blood diamond has faded, and there are almost only seconds left before the two weeks of the appointment.He knew that Qiu Shili cared about it, not because he was idle, but because he cared about it. That kind of care overflowed from every smile, every opening and closing of his eyelashes, and crawled along the network signal. The vine grew docile thorns, protruding to Shi Zhanyang's fingertips, but Qiu Shili still didn't ask.

At that time, Zhan Yang didn't want to answer either.

He reflected, whether Qiu Shili kept his mouth shut so carefully was because he had lied to him too many times.He said frankly, "I might lie to you and do things that make you sad." It's justified, so Shi Zhanyang thought he was an out-and-out bastard when he said it.

He also remembered Qiu Shili's expression when he heard this, like a small animal that suddenly lost its sense of smell, and could only open its eyes wide, trying to grasp something out of the daze.

This kind of expression is beautiful, better looking than any future child that Shi Zhanyang imagined, so beautiful that it can be crushed with a single touch, turning into steam and disappearing.But Shi Zhanyang didn't want to see this look at all.He often thought, how long and how many things must he do without telling Qiu Shili?It was a torment for both of them.But there are too many things, and it will take too long, Shi Zhanyang has to solve them, at least he has to figure it out first, so they can't help but smash their heads on Qiu Shili, that's too cruel.

For example, on the beautiful "Artemis", after learning of his life experience, Qiu Shili stabbed his thigh with a knife.Shi Zhanyang still feels depressed when he thinks about it, he thinks, the one he is holding is also ruthless enough to stab two people with one knife.

Well, all in all, Shi Zhanyang really wanted to prevent Qiu Shili from seeing a certain part of the world, and he really intervened. He was full of confidence in himself, like a self-righteous feudal elder, but in the end he still didn’t Being able to avoid harm, and even watching the hole get bigger and bigger, Shi Zhanyang often feels that he is also quite ignorant and despicable.

So Shi Zhanyang also felt that he must not be defeated this time, and he also resisted the idea of ​​killing, saving the life of Risako and the Eguchi group. Nest, before figuring out what kind of thing caused my little brother to get two knives in the heart for nothing, these manuscripts and these secrets must be stored in a vacuum, and they can only be touched by themselves.

So, after watching Qiu Shili drink the hot porridge and turn off the video call without worry, Shi Zhanyang went into the bank's idle vault and locked himself with those rotten old papers.It was already the last box, and he still didn't have any senior triads to come to him to settle accounts, and he still didn't find any useful information. There were eleven boxes in the front, and only one suspected childhood photo of Qiu Shili was taken from the group photo. Cut it out and put it in a wallet.

It would be a lie to say that he was not anxious, but the more he turned back, the higher the pile of waste paper, the calmer Shi Zhanyang became.If his previous conjecture was correct, then it is impossible for a living person with functions that cannot be ignored to leave no traces among the trivial and complicated living evidence of this family.

Seeing that the box bottomed out, it was already early four o'clock in the morning.It can't be such a coincidence, Shi Zhanyang pressed his temple hard, thinking with a sneer, what is needed is always the last, or there is none at all.

Anyway, on a thick stack of insurance policies was a family photo album, and another family photo album. The Eguchi family was really harmonious enough, and they had to keep a few photos of everything they did.Shi Zhanyang opened the book and saw that it was indeed the one full of people he hated. He patiently continued to browse through each page, and a photo suddenly caught his attention.

Fuji photo paper, with obvious fading, probably a Polaroid work with one shot.

In the photo are two babies, side by side in swaddling infants, who should have just been born, still sleeping soundly, with wrinkled faces.On the messy bed next to it, a young woman is smiling weakly at the camera. She must be sweating a lot, and her jet-black hair sticks to her pale forehead and cheeks.On her neck, she has a pair of eyes that are exactly like Qiu Shili, they should be called peach blossom eyes, maybe she is unhappy, but her eyes are always smiling.

Shi Zhanyang squeezed the footer tightly, took a big mouthful of herbal tea, and when he took the photo out of the plastic sleeve, a sense of fate that made people breathless and violent waves pressed down on his spine. superior.

Immediately afterwards, he turned over the photo and saw a line of Japanese on the back, with cheap ink and beautiful handwriting.

That means - that's really just two names and a date:

えぐちしゅん (Eguchi Shun), えぐちナナ (Eguchi Hongsheng), May 2, 5.