"Eh!?" Xiaolan asked in surprise, "Is this true? Dad!"
"You only need to look carefully at the receipt to know that even if the buyer buys the T-shirt on time, the cashier can't always print out the receipt at 12:28 on time, right?"
Maori Kogoro said, "When it comes to issuing receipts, it's normal to be delayed for a minute or two, unless you specifically instruct the clerk to issue the receipt on time.
But if there is a customer with such a strange request, the staff at the sports counter will definitely remember this person.
But when I asked before, I got nothing and had no impression of this person at all.
In this case, the answer is self-evident.
The only person who can print out a receipt on time and without being discovered is the person who prints out the receipt!
That is the cashier at the counter who is responsible for handling the goods!
Ms. Seta, you must be the one who sent it!
The cashier counter of the sports counter was not outside, but in a small room inside the house, and could not be seen by customers or colleagues outside.
You can print out a receipt for 12:28 without anyone noticing.
In addition, the sender and the recipient are very likely to have known each other before, but even so, the ordinary citizen who received the letter and carried the bomb did not recognize you at all.
I'm afraid this is because you've been hiding in the cashier's cubicle?
This is also a key piece of evidence to support the claim.”
"Mai-chan?"
Just as Miss Seta remained silent, the middle-aged man with the bomb strapped to his shoulder saw the short-haired cashier standing in the crowd with a startled look in his eyes. He recognized her and asked, "Are you Mai-chan? Mr. Maruoka's daughter?"
"Yes, Mr. Fossey!"
Miss Seta glared at the man in front of her and said, "I am the daughter of Maruoka Daisaku, who was killed by you in the snowy mountains thirteen years ago!
Don't call my name so affectionately, as if we are very familiar with each other!"
"This is a misunderstanding. Your father, Mr. Maruoka, died because of the avalanche that day..."
But Miss Seta interrupted him without hesitation and said coldly: "Yes, the avalanche that happened unexpectedly on the snowy mountain that day just happened to help you.
It was precisely because of that accident that the police did not conduct any further investigation into the news!
In the end, my father’s death was concluded as an accidental death caused by a natural disaster!
But, on that Sunday, December 28th, thirteen years ago, you and my father made an appointment to climb the snow-capped mountains!
I saw this is what my father recorded in his diary!
"If you could just climb to the top of the snowy mountain and see the vast, majestic scenery, it would surely change your ways!"
With intense hatred in her eyes, Ms. Seta stepped closer to the middle-aged man and said in a ferocious tone, "After my father died in the accident on Xueshan Mountain, the company immediately exposed the suspicion of corruption on his part!
But I already know from my father's diary that it was you who embezzled public funds!
And after you killed my father, you also put the blame on him. I already know everything!"
"W-What are you talking about, Mai-chan?"
The middle-aged man pretended to be innocent, but in his heart he was roaring fiercely: "It's you, damn woman! I will make you pay the price! "
"Anyway, no matter how you see me, I've finally gotten my wish fulfilled."
The man, who was sinister and vicious at heart, pretended to be weak and aggrieved on the surface, and begged, "Please let my son go now, and let him out."
"Eh?" Miss Seta was originally looking at the middle-aged man angrily, but her expression froze when she heard his words: "What are you talking about, son?"
The man pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, held it in front of Miss Seta, and said angrily, "Stop pretending! You're the one who wrote this letter to me and forced me to do this!"
"What letter..." Miss Seta heard the man's words that turned the tables on her and stepped back subconsciously with a confused look on her face.
"Well, please let me see it." Xiaolan spoke after hearing the other party's words. The middle-aged man handed the letter to her.
After seeing the letter, Xiaolan couldn't help but read out the contents:
[Your son is in my hands now. If you want him to go back, tie the bomb I sent with him to his body, and place the remaining bombs on the floor where the sporting goods counter of the Mihua White Fox Company is located.
If I cannot find the sender, I will detonate the bomb, and if that satisfies me, I will return your son to you.
That was the content of the letter, and below it was a photo of the man’s son.
The young man had dead eyes and a look of disdain and resentment on his face.
When Xiaolan finished reading the contents of the letter, the guests present were shocked.
Obviously, the content of the letter caused a great commotion. Everyone was originally feeling sorry for Miss Seta, but now the way they looked at her had changed.
"This, this letter is not mine. I don't know anything about this!"
Seeing everyone looking at her as if she were avoiding the plague, Miss Seta quickly explained.
"Don't be ridiculous!"
After hearing what Miss Seta said, the middle-aged man looked at her with tears in his eyes and clenched his fists excitedly: "In fact, my son really did disappear last week!
Now please give my son back to me."
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