Fake 24
"Ahh..." Kenji Hagiwara's face was buried on the steering wheel. If he hadn't let out strange cries from time to time, he would have looked like he was killed. At least his childhood friend seemed to want to punch him, or rather, he had already done so. "It hurts, it hurts—what are you doing, Jinpei-chan? Kenji-chan's head is very precious!"
"My eardrums are also very valuable," Matsuda Jinpei sneered and pushed up his sunglasses, "You are howling so hard that someone who doesn't know you would think you are a cat in spring."
"Too much..." Hagiwara Kenji widened his eyes, and put on a posture that was about to cry, "Xiao Zhenping... Kenji-chan thought you had changed, and were not as violent as before... Wait, where are you going?"
"Smoking." Matsuda Jinpei had a cold face. The best way to deal with people who are showing off is to ignore them. This is the lesson he has learned from dealing with Ishii Kazuki and Hagiwara Kenji over the years. He opened the car door, got out with one step of his long legs, walked to a nearby trash can and tried to search his pockets, but he couldn't find anything for a long time.
Just as the man was frowning, a hand holding a lighter came over and lit the cigarette that Matsuda Jinpei was holding. The curly-haired young man took a puff, and his mouth was filled with the taste of nicotine. His younger brother lit one for himself, and two sparks lit up in the dark. For a moment, neither of them spoke, and they just blew smoke rings in silence.
The building in the distance was still brightly lit. "Come to think of it, Ikki-chan had his feud with Pramia here," Hagiwara Kenji spoke first, his tone full of nostalgia. "When I received that message from him, Kenji-chan's heart almost stopped beating..."
"That guy is prone to accidents," Matsuda Jinpei knocked the ash into the trash can and snorted, "He always gets into trouble for no apparent reason..." He sighed deeply, "It's time to send him to the temple to pray..."
"Speaking of temples, I remember there's one nearby," Hagiwara Kenji finished his cigarette and threw it directly into the trash can, "Maybe Ikki went there to worship by himself and then passed by here and saw Shinichi being kidnapped..."
"Does this prayer mean that I'll give you a disaster now, and then you'll be fine later?" Matsuda Jinpei was speechless. After blowing out the last smoke ring and throwing away the cigarette butt, he turned around and walked towards the car. The difference was that this time he sat in the driver's seat. "Okay, let's go."
"Wait, Jinpei-chan," Hagiwara Kenji hurriedly caught up, sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt, "Do you want to go to the temple now?" He was a child trainer for many years, and he quickly understood Matsuda Jinpei's train of thought, "It's already night, it's not nice to disturb them..."
"Ishii is still staying at home," otherwise why would they go out for a drive so late at night? Matsuda Jinpei adjusted the rearview mirror and stepped on the accelerator, "Let's go and take a look. I'll drive slowly."
"Got it." Hagiwara Kenji was strapped back to his seat with a helpless look on his face. "It's just a joyride with no purpose anyway... Uwaa! Xiaozhenping, drive better!"
"hehe."
The two arrived at the temple under the cover of night. Although they were met with regretful and sympathetic looks - they saw rows of tombstones as soon as they entered, and they were probably thought to be attending a midnight memorial - fortunately no one stopped them, and they managed to enter.
Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda walked side by side through rows of gray-white tombstones. The cemetery was filled with the smell of flowers and incense, as well as the aroma of various foods and some messy offerings. Kenji Hagiwara even saw several dolls that looked like the main controller of the human defeat. The deceased's hobbies were clear at a glance. "I didn't expect it would be like this at night..." He rubbed his arms and heard a low chanting sound inexplicably in his ears. "It makes me a little nervous... eh?"
"You're just a coward. You can't achieve anything while you're alive, so you think dying once will be enough? What are you afraid of?" Matsuda Jinpei rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses. He was surprised to see Yu Junran suddenly squatting down to look at a tombstone. His question was interrupted by the vibration in his pocket. "Yes, this is Matsuda... Wait! What did you say!"
His sudden increase in volume allowed Hagiwara Kenji to hear clearly, "Did you find that guy's grandmother?!" Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji exchanged glances in tacit understanding, and both stood up at the same time and prepared to run to the car, "Ah, he said he would come to Tokyo in a while?"
"Can't you come tomorrow? Why did you find someone now?" Matsuda Jinpei knew they had plans, but these days of waiting and watching were driving him crazy. He just hoped it would end sooner, even if it was just a little earlier. He sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt, "...You're in the hospital, what's the reason? Is it just old age? Okay... I understand."
"We found Ishii's grandmother," Matsuda Jinpei put down his phone and turned around to see a pair of purple eyes staring at him. He was too lazy to act funny at this time and told the conclusion directly, "But the old lady just had a minor operation and hasn't recovered yet. She's not conscious yet. She said she'll come to Tokyo when she's better."
"That's great!" Hagiwara Kenji showed a happy smile. No matter what, some of the suspicions against his colleague have seen the dawn of being cleared. "If Ikki knew that he still has family members alive, he would definitely be very happy!"
"It's really unfortunate," Matsuda Jinpei leaned back in his chair and looked lazy when he relaxed. "Because of the landslide more than ten years ago, she was forced to move away from her original village and lost contact with her former friends. That's probably why Ishii didn't find out... By the way," he turned to look at the man, "what did you see before that made you so engrossed?"
Hagiwara Kenji started the car, his smile showing his good mood. "I saw a familiar name, but it's probably a duplicate." He thought of the delicate paper lotus placed in front of the tombstone. "It's what the prisoner mentioned when I interrogated him with Ikki..."
"Honda Tsuneichi."
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