MTL - After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck-Chapter 47

"According to the on-site investigation and analysis, Amamiya Qianxue first went up the 20th floor from the stairs, and pointed to the accident scene clearly, and then hid the things in her hand in this corner, which is Hagihara The place where the police officer found. At this time, two prisoners disguised as maintenance workers were installing bombs/bombs. Then according to the trajectory of the ballistics, the Amemiya police officer should have fired two shots, one hit the prisoner's leg, and according to the autopsy, the other shot The prisoner was alert, but he was scratched and missed."

Speaking of this, the police department of Mumu pressed down on the eyebrows, the gel pen in his hand was a little difficult to hold, and the marks drawn on the whiteboard were a little crooked.

" Officer Amamiya then fought with the prisoner who was not hit, and did not choose to shoot any more. According to the traces on the body, it should be that the prisoner had a bomb/bomb tied to him, for fear of direct accidental injury The whole floor was blown up, so he chose to fight in close quarters. At the same time, one of the prisoners who was shot was struggling to escape. Officer Amamiya chose to shoot him to death, but he was also attacked. In the end, the prisoners should choose to die together and prepare to Detonating the explosion/bomb, Amamiya directly shot and shattered the glass, and jumped with the bomb/bomb. While jumping down, she also killed another prisoner.”

The Mumu Police Department took a deep breath and continued: "There are a total of 5 bullets in the gun, and 5 bullet casings were also collected at the scene. The above is about this incident... The preliminary investigation results. The identity and purpose of the prisoner are still under investigation. As for how Amamiya knew in advance, we still don’t know, and the technical team is also working overtime to repair her mobile phone to see if there can be some breakthroughs.”

The speech ended, and there was a dead silence in the small conference room. The condensed air is full of needlepoints, making people dare not even breathe too hard.

"The police department, the investigation is over, can I take that?"

Standing at the last Matsuda formation, he raised his head, his eyes like knives.

He pointed to the paper bag in the evidence box with a solemn expression.

The Mumu Police Department hesitated for a while and said, "If she doesn't have relatives to take her away from Amamiya in the end, that's ok."

"Good."

He agreed softly and walked out of the conference room, step by step, as stiff as a doll whose clockwork was about to run out.

The funeral a week later was a warm sunny day.

The late autumn sky is blue and the sun is overwhelming, as if to remove all the dust. But nothing can hide the arrival of late autumn.

Extremely simple funeral, maybe even too terse.

Her past seemed to be blank, and the recovered phone was clean too. Not only there is no relevant information, but also no family, no relatives, and even friends are just a few people who can count on one hand.

several black lines.

You can count at a glance.

Before coming to the funeral, Matsuda Jinpei visited the house where she now lives, which is not an apartment like his and Hagi, but a single house.

When he was renting, he wondered why he wanted to rent a single house, but this question may never be answered.

The place where Amamiya Qianxue lives is a bit remote, and there are no neighbors around.

Because of the busy work, this is the first time he came to the place where Amamiya Qianxue lived. Before, I always felt that there was still a lot of time left, and it would not be too late to visit again in the future.

Quiet, remote, lonely.

All lonely words can be used to describe this house.

I know she doesn't like crowded places, but she never thought it would be such a remote place.

She almost forcibly separated herself from the crowd, she stood alone on this side and the crowd was there.

It is a big single-family house, but most of the space still looks like no one lives, and the only trace of life is the bedroom.

It is said to have traces of life, but it is also extremely boring.

All clothes are folded in the suitcase, as if its owner is ready to leave at any time. There was nothing in the sandalwood wardrobe, it was empty, only a thin layer of dust remained.

The light yellow bed was clean and tidy, and it looked like she hadn't slept in a long time.

The bookshelf can even be said to be the most popular place in the world, with all kinds of books, including novels, essays, magazines, and professional books in various industries.

Books are arranged neatly according to size and classification, and all books are carefully covered with a layer of anti-ash cover.

Maybe it was too neat, and the next part was abruptly dented, so Matsuda Jinping unconsciously stretched out his hand, only to find it was a photo frame after pulling it out.

Brown wooden frame with photos taken on graduation day.

The warm yellow daisy has a faint smile.

Bright and vivid colors that sting the eyes.

His articulated hand pressed down on the slightly sour eye socket.

The drawer was also empty, only a gift box, the electric shock pen he gave lay there quietly, beside it was a button.

The whole room was as white as her past.

He sat beside the bed, looking at the sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling window, silent for a long time.

The dusky city is reflected in the gray-blue pupils, like a dusky sea of ​​stars.

Will she sit here and look out the window like this when she is alone? Do you feel lonely?

Matsuda Jinhei couldn't imagine it.

Because Chiyuki Amamiya never mentioned it.

She's always like this, rarely talking about herself.

The only time was a fireworks display a few months ago.

After a long time, the setting sun took away the last light, he stood up and left the room.

Hagihara Ken held a cigarette on his second hand, and saw his friend walk out of the house with a shaky body, he took out the box in the back seat of the car and handed it over.

They are here to pack things for Amemiya.

She has no relatives, and if no one takes care of her, everything after death will be like Anonymous.

The wisps of blue smoke seemed to merge with the last ray of sunshine.

The week after attending the funeral, it rained, the rain continued, and the temperature dropped.

Matsuda Jinpei doesn't hate it when it rains on a rest day. If this guy hadn't had to move on this day, Matsuda Jinpei might have been a little less interested in rainy days.

Hagihara Kenji moved the box, but his breath was not affected at all, "Of course it's because I don't know when the next break will be! Otherwise, you think I want to move in the rain!"

"The key to the problem is, you move to me, remember to clean the floor after a while." He complained, full of disgust.

"I know, I know, Xiao Jinping, you are real." Hagihara Kenji gave his friend a blank look.

Both of them tacitly did not mention the reason for the move, Matsuda Jinpei knew that it was Young Tamoran worried about him.

The two of them were busy for a long time before they could barely finish packing those things.

Matsuda Jinhei smacked his lips, "Tsk, you have a lot of mess, hurry up and clean up, if you see this mess before I come back, you will bring your things with you Let me go out and live."

Matsuda Jin replied without turning his head: "No, I'm going to search a lesson to get something."

Hagihara Kenji sighed softly, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

By the time Matsuda Jinhei came back, it was already night.

In the dark sky, even the last light was swallowed up.

Tens of thousands of raindrops fell from the sky.

He pushed open the door of the entrance, leaving little wet marks on the bright floor.

The paper bag wrapped in the bosom of the coat was not wet by any raindrops.

When the paper bag was placed on the table, the greeting card slipped from the inside to the table.

Suddenly, the wind blew up, and the raindrops slammed the glass, making a "pop" sound.

But Matsuda Jinhei couldn't hear anything, there was no sound of wind and rain, his ears were silent, and there was nothing.

On the card spread out, there are handwriting that he is all too familiar with.

It's so annoying, so annoying and sad, after everyone disappears, after everything is back to normal, you find traces of her again.

But what's the use of it?

He propped his forehead, his black hair wet by the rain pressed against his skin, sliding out a cold trace.

live.

Taking out the contents of the bag one by one, he realized that there were so many things in it.

Sunglasses, ties, scarves, tie clips, watches, wristbands, the latest repair tools.

"She really prepared a lot." Hagihara Kenji leaned on the door frame and looked at the odds and ends on the table.

The birthday present that I discussed with Amemiya at the beginning, except for the clothes I didn't buy, I bought all the things discussed, and not a single one was left.

Perhaps the clothes are also made to order, but no one can get them anymore. Hagihara Kenji thought.

"Liar..."

The sigh at the end of the tone, I couldn't tell whether I was crying or laughing.

"Zhenping, she really likes..."

The second half of the sentence was cut off by Matsuda Jinping, who said in a low voice: "I know, I know."

This feeling is really annoying, they say that the past is like a tide, and those messy memories will come up like a high tide, mixed with the raindrops outside the window, trying to make him drown in the past.

Hagihara Kenji threw a towel over his head, and took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator.

At this time, if you don't drink some wine, you probably won't be able to resist the cold.

Heavy rain poured down the sky and the world was lonely.

Beer's own bubbles exploded on the tongue coating, and the slight bitterness fell from the throat all the way into the stomach, it was a sad taste.

Matsuda Jin lowered his eyes and said softly, "I still think this may be my nightmare."

"Squad..."

"She's not that kind of person." The soft towel absorbed the water droplets on his head, soaking in a large amount of wetness.

Matsuda Jinhei's voice was a little stubborn, "Hagihara, we all know, she can't do such a thing." Stubborn like a child.

Hagihara Kenji, who wanted to say something, was silent.

Yes, they all knew it, and it was the problem that had been bothering him since that day.

Jinhei Matsuda drank the can of beer in one gulp, his gray-blue eyes were filled with two completely different emotions, one was soft sadness, the other was hideous like a lion .

He grabbed the towel from his head, walked quickly to his room, and took out a box from it.

Hagihara Kenji followed behind him and saw something that made his pupils shrink violently.

Take it out of the air.

It feels like the first time travel.

She seemed to be able to hear the babble of Saiki Kongsuke, and she was scolding her for wasting energy for no reason, saying she was asking for trouble, originally playing games in normal mode, and she had to adjust to **** mode to pass.

She curled up in the warm sea water, hugged her knees and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

Then fell into a deeper slumber.

Saimu Kongsuke is very angry now, very angry, and the energy he got has flown away, and he has to clean up the mess. If the ape can't bring back what he is satisfied with, he will absolutely ..., as if his mind was stuck, he couldn't remember for a while what value he could extract from this great ape.

After all, she has nothing.

"It's annoying!" Saiki Kongsuke muttered, and continued typing on the keyboard.

I don't care, anyway, she has to drag it to this point, drag it to the second ID card, and let her toss it by herself.

However, Saiki Kongsuke forgot one thing, he hadn't shown Amamiya Qianxue the second ID card she selected by herself.