Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 689: Yoshida Kyoko

Tokyo

A car was driving, and it was already night. The izakayas dotted the streets began to appear in groups of professional white-collar workers, complaining from time to time, while the waiter stood in front of the door with a professional smile and bowed and welcomed.

Even if there is frequent spirituality, Tokyo is still a prosperous city, with tall buildings towering and crowds shuttled, but when the car enters a corner, the situation gradually changes, the atmosphere is a bit dark and unremarkable, as if it is shrouded in shadows and forgotten by the world.

The car drove into this area at a slower speed. The road was dilapidated and in disrepair, covered with fallen leaves, and street lights and other public buildings existed, but they were a bit rusty and mottled. The car turned around and drove to a stop in front of an old three-story building. Pei Ziyun drilled Get out of the car, look at the surrounding environment, frown, and ask: "This is not Sangu?"

Wearing a suit, Rinako looked capable: "Yamada-kun, no, there is still a little bit from Mitani."

Mitsani is a slum area in Tokyo, Japan. There are many cage homes. This is not yet an apartment for people with low incomes.

It seems that this is just a rental area where the most ordinary poor people live together. When I lead in, I see an apartment.

"This four-story building was built in 1987 of the last century. Each floor is neatly divided into six households. The layout of the house is uniform. When it was built, it was used for renting and collecting rent."

"Roshi Horikawa rented in it. We have searched for the room many times. It is very common and there is no abnormality."

Just now, an old man in his early sixties with all white hair and good spirits came over. Rinako introduced: "This is Mr. Ouchi. He has been a landlord here for more than 30 years."

Ouchi smiled and said: "I don't live here anymore. I just come to collect rent every month. I will inform the town early this morning, so I waited here long ago."

"I’m causing you trouble." Rinako bowed gently to Ouchi. Japan is a very polite country. Although it is hierarchical, politeness is still required. Rinako’s salute is very standard, and the size of the bow can almost be recorded. Teaching materials.

In return, Mr. Ouchi led the group upstairs.

The corridor of the building was a bit dusty. This apartment was old and completely in decline, and even the property management was almost gone.

When I came to room 302, Ouchi took out the key to open the door: "Room 302, a total of 15 square meters, the monthly rent is 60,000 yen, the tenant has always paid the rent on time, so except for the monthly rent collection In Japan, we rarely meet, except that there is a writer who lives..."

"It's not easy to want to be a writer!" Ouchi still expressed sympathy: "I once had a guest who wanted to write, but I went to Sangu."

"I saw him picking up waste last year, but I won't see him this year."

The people of Sangu have no guarantee for their own safety. Sometimes no one knows if they disappear. In the movie "Devotion of the Suspect", the male protagonist killed a scavenger and replaced the corpse, but no one found it.

Some of them may not disappear, but suicide. In Japan, where many life-time employment systems are maintained, once middle-aged men are unemployed, it is difficult to find a job. In the eyes of family members, neighbors, and friends, they become It's just a worthless bereavement dog.

Suicide or wandering is the only choice.

Rinako looked serious and didn't speak.

The door is opened, the room is very small, and the home is compact. The walls are separated by wooden boards and filled with daily necessities and books. It looks like an ordinary house.

"I'll take a look." Yuzi yelled, scanning the room with the eyes of a drug detection dog and inspecting it carefully.

Hayakawa Naomi and Pei Ziyun were also pacing around in the room, but they didn't notice, everything was normal.

Hayakawa Naomi said: "No, Mr. Horikawa said that he has a girlfriend, but there is no trace of a woman's life in this house."

Yes, not only is there no women’s clothes and cosmetics in this house, books and manuscripts are also Horikawa’s belongings, obviously living alone, but why did Horikawa lie?

Rinako looked outside the door, bowed her head, without expression on her face. As a public official of the shogunate, she is not a full-time driver, but a female police officer with special training and a police rank.

This room has been here a long time ago, and the ones that can be found are reported in the morning. Now she is sent to serve as a driver for Shinichi Yamada, and she is very puzzled.

No one denies that Shinichi Yamada is an outstanding writer.

The release of "Seven Samurai" was sought after by readers at the beginning of its release, which caused a momentary prosperity in Luoyang paper. It has accumulated to the present and sold more than 1 million copies-this is nothing more than a shrinking Japanese publishing industry. A shot of a cardiotonic.

According to our understanding, since seven copies were issued, the total royalties were as high as 800 million yen. This is a very high figure. University professors, doctors, and heads of corporate departments-the annual salary is only 12 million yen. If you don't eat or drink, you will save for sixty years.

But no matter how powerful the writer is, it has nothing to do with the investigation in this area. What is even more outrageous is that it is really unacceptable that he is still carrying two little girls on the mission.

Now seeing nothing, Rinako is also somewhat inexplicably happy, but the other party is a famous writer and is said to be a guest of some nobles. She dare not offend, but is expressionless.

Pei Ziyun was not surprised, but asked Ouchi: "Rose Horikawa in Room 302, what do you know about him?"

Ouchi was stunned and replied: "I don't know much. I only meet once a month. I only know that he wants to write. He is very polite, pays the rent in time, never defaults, and rarely interacts with neighbors."

"This building is filled with people looking for jobs or dreams, and people often move in and out, but Horikawa has lived here for a few years. I am considered an old tenant, but in recent years I have been directly hitting the rent. On the card, there is less contact. Did he commit anything?"

The last time the police investigated, the landlord was not even passed, but now, Ouchi can see a bit of the situation.

"It's okay, just ask casually, it will cause you trouble." Pei Ziyun said.

Hayakawa Naomi was a little unwilling to reconcile, his eyes swept again, why did Roshi Horikawa fabricate a lie that he has a girlfriend?

What is his purpose in saying this?

Also, although he did not communicate directly with him, but the distance is not far away, all the conversations are heard in the ears, Hayakawa Naomi feels that Roshi Horikawa is not like lying, that kind of emotion from the heart, unless a professional actor , The average person is difficult to hide.

However, in the small house in front of me, the old utensils all over the house are dim and dull. At most, they are books and manuscript paper. Where is the mistress like?

Furthermore, Roshi Horikawa is dedicated to creation. There is no source of income. Even if he does odd jobs, how can he pay the rent and meet the living expenses on time every month?

But Pei Ziyun no longer hesitated, smiled and bowed slightly: "Let’s go out, I really trouble you."

While speaking, he went out with the suspicious Yoko and Naomi. When Ouchi closed the door, Rinako smiled and turned around, leading everyone through the corridor, Pei Ziyun suddenly turned around and went back without saying a word. Tsuiko and Naomi looked at each other, and followed closely behind them.

Ouchi was stunned, looking at Pei Ziyun's back, he couldn't help but complain: "It was not just checked, is it because I forgot something?"

"Besides, the key is still in my hand, and I can't open the door."

While thinking, turned around and looked around, and suddenly stayed there, I saw in the narrow corridor, as soon as I looked away, there was no one at all, and the three people disappeared.

"Impossible!" Rinako suddenly changed color and hurried to catch up. The door of room 302 was closed, but no one was around. Her sweat immediately came down and ordered: "Open the door immediately."

"Hi, hi!" I personally saw the scene of Lingyi's disappearance. My inner legs were weak. I tremblingly took out the key to open the door, but he couldn't open the door a few times.

Rinako didn’t care about being polite, she rushed to the door, turned, the door opened, but there was no one inside, she did not give up and glanced again, she only felt that her throat was dry, she swallowed gently, and took out The phone dialed: "Team Tou, Nobuya Yamada is gone!"

"Gone? What's missing?"

Rinako quickly reported: "We just searched for the residence of Roshi Horikawa, and nothing was gained. They were gone as soon as we were about to return!"

"The whole corridor, there is no window, nor in the room."

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen people in police uniforms rushed forward, started searching, and turned the whole apartment upside down, but they still couldn't find the three of Pei Ziyun.

A police officer apologized: "The team leader, I'm very sorry, I didn't find any clues, and the cameraman did not find anything, please forgive me!"

When a police department heard this, his face became fierce and angry: "Continue to search, search again, why don't you go?"

"Baga!" The group leader saw his subordinates get busy again, trying to hold back his anger, but finally couldn't help but punched the wall with anger.

The Yamabe Luren came from a quasi-professional group. The quasi-professional group was promoted based on seniority and merit. Although nominally the highest level can be promoted to inspector general, they actually arrived at the police department and had already consumed too much potential.

Now, like the company's quasi-professional team, do you want to give the professional team (regular staff) a scapegoat?

Pei Ziyun, Tsuizi, and Naomi, unaware of the grief and anger of a police department called Yamabe, were standing at the door of Room 302 and knocked on the door.

In the house, a young girl is wearing an apron, her small eyes are on the beef, and the fascia is carefully removed. She is very happy: "Kun Horikawa is going to make his debut at last, and the work is about to be published. Today I have to celebrate."

Beef, ordinary people, it's rare to eat it once a month.

Just when Kyoko was holding the fascia with a puncture needle, a knock on the door sounded. Kyoko frowned, but in a blink of an eye he relaxed again. For a moment, the door lock clicked and opened a small slit, softly Q: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Pei Ziyun lowered her head slightly and said, "I am the editor of Roshi Horikawa, sent by the publisher to do a survey."

This is a nonsense with eyes open, but Kyoko took a look, but immediately showed an expression of enthusiasm and joy, as if he did not doubt, opened the door, and welcomed the three of them into the house.

The three people went into the room and sat down around the warm table. Kyoko brought the tea set and filled them with: "Kun Horikawa, take care of you more."

"Ah, it's okay, it's all right. Mr. Motohashi, the founder of the Shiraishi Academy, once said that excellent authors are the real source of strength for the Academy. As long as you have excellent authors, as long as they don’t abandon them The White Rock Academy, then the White Rock Academy will not fail."

"I'm here this time, it is the order of the editor-in-chief Fujijo to do some background checks on Horikawa-kun. Our agency is considering publishing Horikawa-kun’s novel recently, but since it is the first cooperation, I hope to deepen our understanding of each other." Pei Ziyun is serious. Said: "Kun Horikawa is not an excellent author yet, but he has the potential of an excellent author. We are willing to grow up with him."

Kyouko listened, her face turned straight, and she leaned over and choked: "Hey, I see, Satoshi is so happy to meet an editor like yours--please ask!"

Pei Ziyun made tea and found it was cold, put down the cup, opened the notebook and looked at the contents and asked: "Is Horikawa-kun born in Shibuya, Kanagawa?"

"Yes!"

"Tell your story!"

Seeing Pei Ziyun recording in her notebook, Kyoko fell into memories and said: "Our two are neighbors. His family moved from the country. When he first arrived in Shibuya, he had no friends and was unfamiliar with his hometown. He was exposed to the rain when he moved. , I fell ill and couldn’t go out. I happened to live next door, so I would visit him often, tell him some local customs, and bring him a carp streamer for Children’s Day. The appointment was made. When he gets better, let’s watch it together. Celebration..."

"We went to school together, grew up together, and of course we fell in love together... I remember once, I was entangled with what flavor of lipstick Satoshi likes, so Satoshi asked me to wipe each flavor of lipstick..." Kyoko She lowered her head shyly and didn't go on, but everyone understood the meaning.

"After graduation, did you live together?" Pei Ziyun wrote down the transcript.

"Yes, that year, we moved to Tokyo."

"Why did you want to leave Shibuya and move to Tokyo?"

"Satoshi said that we wanted to pursue literature, so we moved to Tokyo. I am his girlfriend and future wife. I have an obligation to support Mr. Horikawa!" Kyoko replied very seriously.

"Are Horikawa-kun's parents still alive?"

"They are still there, every year, I will call back."

The Japanese value the collective and play a serious role in society. At the same time, there are signs of despising the family. Abandonment is still prevailing. The elderly lack support from their children, and they have to form a large number of nursing homes and form a huge industry. .

According to the "National Survey" conducted by the Japanese government every five years, there were 3.86 million elderly households living alone in 2005. Not all of them have no children, but their children generally lead independent family lives with limited contact. Last year, the TV station interviewed An old woman still guards her own grocery store, and keeps her account every day. On the 100th birthday, no one of her children came to visit, only her grandson from afar made a call: "Go on!" /

From the perspective of the Chinese people~IndoMTL.com~ This scene is incredible, but it is very common in Japan. It is already fulfilling the obligation to make a call back every year.

"As far as we know, Horikawa-kun once wandered in Tokyo, didn't he?" Pei Ziyun suddenly asked, feeling bad.

Kyoko's whole body shook, and the happy smile disappeared quickly. The air suddenly became weird. Tsuiko immediately touched the knife vigilantly. At this time, Pei Ziyun smiled again: "Perhaps, this wandering experience is the inspiration for Horikawa-kun’s literary creation. The source of this is not necessarily!"

The girl's face eased a little, and she lowered her head and said: "Satoshi is really a very talented person, thank you for giving him the opportunity."

Pei Ziyun smiled without saying a word, just fiddled with the teacup and asked: "So, after the wanderings of Horikawa-kun, when did you meet again?"

Kyoko was startled, lowered her head and muttered: "I, I can't remember..."

"I can't remember, or don't want to remember? Yoshida Kyoko who died in the house a long time ago!" With this sudden shout, the girl screamed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" There was black smoke.