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On the way to meet that person, Mr. Detective and Kamiya Mingichi shared about the bombing that year.

"I heard that the bombing happened in an ordinary curry shop, but it was finally counted as an accident."

Shen Guming waited earnestly for the follow-up, but the other party didn't say anything, always felt that the back was a little lonely, but his voice was brisk.

"There is no back?" Shen Guming asked.

"No more." Mr. Detective replied straightforwardly.

Shen Guming was speechless for a rare moment, which was no different from saying nothing!

"Hey," Osamu Dazai sighed in a dignified manner, "I don't know any more, but the person we're going to meet later must know more details, so let him tell you."

Mingyi Kamiya felt that the so-called ignorance of more information must be questioned.

Yokohama is a very accepting city, and any unacceptable dirt in other cities will be properly stored in the darkness of the streets and alleys all over the city.

It was such an alley where I don't know how many people had made dark deals, and there was quite a "connotation". After receiving the news, Ango Sakaguchi still regretted that he had actually come to this matter according to the agreement.

Some people's words are always irresistible.

In a public official of a special agency like Ango Sakaguchi, besides the boss, there are other people who cannot and cannot refuse.

There was a light rain in Yokohama, and the light rain rose from the ground.

As soon as Shen Guming saw the man standing there holding an umbrella, his back was facing this direction, most of the umbrella covered his upper body, and he turned around slowly when he heard the sound of footsteps on the rainwater.

He will never forget the expression on the other side's face when he saw him.

If nothing happened to his head.

Xiuli's face twisted for a moment, destroying her calm aura, she seemed to have a lot to say, but the words turned into hesitation when she reached her mouth.

Kamiya Mingichi felt that his expression was a bit funny, so the corners of his mouth turned up.

"This is him," Dazai Osamu introduced, "It's not an exaggeration to say that he knows everything in this city, but he might not tell you casually."

Osamu Dazai looked straight at Ango Sakaguchi.

This sentence is ironic that Ango Sakaguchi is a man who can use everything available to achieve his goals.

Ango Sakaguchi could understand the meaning of the words. If the other party knew about it, he would definitely say that it was because he had a guilty conscience that he could immediately understand the meaning of the words. But apart from pushing his glasses with his index finger, he could only stand here , let the other party go on.

Because the other party was right.

He is both a guilty conscience and an unscrupulous person.

Shen Guming thought about Mr. Detective's words for a while, showing a look of sudden realization, he stepped forward, and said sincerely and naturally: "Let's make a price."

These words made the other two people look at him in a daze.

"What...?" Sakaguchi Ango opened his mouth in a daze.

There was no hint of a joke in that serious look, and he really didn't find it strange to propose this idea at all.

This is so strange, so strange that people can't help but wonder whether he and someone else are foster brothers or real brothers.

No, in fact, in this situation, this sentence is not too abrupt, but generally people will doubt it to some extent.Because Osamu Dazai's hype is not true at all.But this person actually believed Dazai Osamu's words, and thought about it seriously.

How much nerve does he have?Wouldn't he be fooled by Dazai?

...No, maybe Dazai won't lie to him.

Ango Sakaguchi came up with such an idea not quite clearly.

In a trance, the person in front of him overlapped with another person, causing a wonderful sense of dislocation, as if the person who had died for a long time stood in front of him again.

Even when Ango Sakaguchi met that person for the first time, after Osamu Dazai said some nonsense, that person also said exactly the same thing.

"Make a price."

Ango Sakaguchi had a bad guess in his mind, even though Dazai had told him bluntly through someone that his younger brother wanted to see you, this kind of words that knew who "he" was referring to without thinking, Ango Sakaguchi had always thought that This was just another way Dazai tried to play tricks on him.

He hoped so.

Because if it's true...

How should he face "his brother"?

In the silence, Kamiya Naruichi quickly realized that he might have said something strange, and simply admitted his mistake.

"Sorry, I said the wrong thing."

With a lot of experience, he can also judge whether his speech is inappropriate from the reactions of the people around him.

"...No, it's not your fault." In the end, Ango Sakaguchi answered, but no matter how many reasons, such as the reason why he and Osamu Dazai looked at each other with a greatly shocked expression at the same time, there was no reason Say what you mean.

"Ask any questions you have, no matter what they are, I will answer you." He made such a promise.

At this time, Osamu Dazai stopped making trouble, and stood aside, quietly watching the two communicate.

Kamiya Mingichi didn't know how many times he said his opening words: "I'm looking for my righteous brother, his surname is Oda."

He repeated everything he had said at the detective agency.

This surprised Ango Sakaguchi. He thought that with Dazai's character, Kamiya-kun would question him directly, but now it seems that the other party didn't even know the full name of the person he was looking for, so he was deceived.

I'm really sorry, Ango Sakaguchi thought calmly, I'm afraid you have to sweep one more tomb.

Originally, I was going to meet my adoptive parents with a souvenir, but when I learned that my adoptive parents had passed away, I wanted to find my stepbrother to worship my adoptive parents, but I found out that it was just an extra tomb sweep.It was too cruel for this man.

"Mr. Dazai mentioned a bombing case. We are investigating the bombing case now. He said that his brother was present at the scene of the bombing case. Does Mr. Sakaguchi know any other details?"

Ango Sakaguchi sensed the malice in it, and Dazai asked him to show what he had done before the victim's family without reservation.

However, he still keenly discovered the tenderness hidden in it.

Although it is inappropriate to use such words to describe Dazai, it is not impossible if the target is the person in front of him.

If you tell the other party right away that your brother-in-law is also dead, it's hard to imagine how this person will accept this.

However, if he is allowed to realize the truth bit by bit in the process of continuous exploration, and understand the cause and effect of the matter, even if the result is the same, it will become less difficult to accept.

Even if this result had to be achieved by stabbing Ango Sakaguchi, even if it was Ango Sakaguchi himself, he would still choose this way.

He understood what Dazai really meant.He knew what he had to do.

Wearing glasses, the expression on the face of a man like a professor walking on a university campus did not change, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him: "That's right, your brother was also there that day. former residence."

Shen Guming wanted to interrupt the other party very much, so it might not be his righteous brother, but seeing the other party's expression, he couldn't say this again.

Ango Sakaguchi reported an address, and said that he could go there first to look for clues, and if he found something, he could ask him again, and he could always ask him if there was anything he didn't understand.

Kamiya Mingichi was fooled away in such a confusion.

I always feel that Mr. Sakaguchi knows much more than these, but he just doesn't tell him.Kamiya Naruichi feels like a player playing a decryption game now, being guided to uncover layer after layer of dust-sealed locks of the past.

"Let's go. What's so interesting about that guy." Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to grab him, and strode out.

"Well, but..."

"No but!" Osamu Dazai said loudly, "Let's go there quickly."

"Oh."

Such a straightforward agreement made Osamu Dazai pause for a moment.

"Are you sure you and your stepbrother are not related by blood?"

I don't know why he would ask this, but Kamiya Mingichi replied firmly: "Absolutely not."

Maybe it's an illusion, Kamiya Mingichi always felt that there was an indescribable loneliness in Mr. Detective.

The two hurried to the place where the accident happened. Osamu Dazai took out a newspaper from nowhere and stuffed it into Kamiya Naruichi's arms.

The photo on the front page of the newspaper was exactly the place in front of him, and the time was about three years ago.

The two-story building in front of it seemed to have no new residents, and the ground in the yard still had traces of the explosion, and it was scorched black.

The explosion occurred in a van that was parked here before. It is said that there were several children who were locked in it because of their playfulness. As a result, the fuel tank of the car leaked.

The owner of the curry shop who was here at that time also died in the explosion because he wanted to save people. His body had been burned into black charcoal, and his appearance was completely indistinguishable.

This accident caused a shock in the society, and also raised a wave of education on safety protection awareness.

but......

Kamiya Mingichi squatted near the ground where the explosion occurred, checking the traces that were well preserved even after several years.

No, it's not traces of an explosion caused by an oil leak in the fuel tank.

This trace is too uniform, like a complete circle, and in the case of oil leakage from the fuel tank, it will not explode directly, but catch fire first.

Ming Guming compared the photos in the newspaper. According to the location where the car was parked, the explosion point should be in the middle of the car.There is something to be said for the position in the middle.

"How is it?" Osamu Dazai walked to his side.

"This is not an accident, but man-made." Shen Guming stood up, turned and walked into the house.This time, his pace was much faster.

It's not that simple. What he can see through, can more professional people not see it?

Are those policemen and identification experts all trash?

There are two possibilities.

In Japan, there is a culture of morbid fear of getting in trouble, and it is relatively derivative that no one is willing to take responsibility.If there is no strong request, it is indeed possible to deal with it directly as an accident. It is definitely much simpler to turn a blind eye.

Compared with murder, it must be an accident to reduce the impact on society, and it does not need to bear any risks in the investigation process.

The second possibility is that there is an irresistible force behind the murderer.

An invisible hand manipulates everything, and no one can provoke it, so everyone is forced to pretend that they don't know.

To have such power, apart from the Yokohama government, it is capital.

No matter what kind it is, Kamiya Mingichi feels that the brother-in-law involved in such an incident may be more dangerous than good.Then what Mr. Detective said before, because he was dead, and he went to investigate the living, he would definitely not be able to find his brother-in-law.

This reason is established.

No way......

He came to find someone to sweep the graves of the adoptive parents whose identities were borrowed, not to sweep another one.

As soon as Shen Guming walked into the two-story building, as soon as he entered, all he could see were all kinds of tables and chairs lying on the ground in a mess.

The house seemed to have been violently destroyed, and it still retained the state when the accident happened.He closed his eyes, and could even smell the aroma of curry, the laughter of children playing, and the sound of children stepping on the floor as they ran back and forth.

Every item here has deep and strong emotions.

He raised his head, looked at the place upstairs, and murmured in a trance: "Has a child slipped in to play?"

Osamu Dazai froze for a moment and looked over.

After a while, he calmly looked away.

"No."

"Didn't you hear those children playing?"

"What are you talking about, there is no one else here except you and me."

Osamu Dazai consciously took two steps back, opened the distance, and put one hand in his pocket: "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Guming shook his head, trying to get rid of the voices that appeared in his mind: "I just... feel that the smell here is very familiar."

That's... the smell of home.