Symbiosis 19
"So, aren't you in Hakodate?" Hagiwara Kenji was typing on his phone while listening to his childhood friend talking to his classmate on the other end of the line. "The family of the victim of the Hakodate murder that happened on November 13, 19 years ago is still in the local area. You can take that little brat with you to ask... I don't know what's going on with Ishii's adoptive father... Tsk... I know, I know - I'll hang up first -"
"It looks like the squad leader has gained a lot," Hagiwara Kenji spoke slowly when Matsuda Jinpei hung up the phone and scratched his curly hair in annoyance. In the past two days, they were almost always investigating or on the way to investigate, and they spent more time in the car than at home. "Kenji-chan has a headache... The more we investigate, the more mysteries we uncover..."
"Tsk," Matsuda Jinpei adjusted his sunglasses and snorted, "Remember to report it to Hiro," he glanced at his childhood friend's phone screen and saw the text on it with his good eyesight, "...Are you still notifying the old man from the Ishii family? Didn't that guy admit that he is not Ishii Kazuki..."
"We can't help it," Hagiwara Kenji leaned back on the chair, "The old man insisted on coming to take a look. To be honest, with only his own testimony, it's hard for us to refuse the family's reasonable request to identify the body." Hearing this, Matsuda Jinpei's half of his face tightened, "And it's hard to say how the identities of 'Ishii Yamato' and 'Ishii Kazuki' were obtained, and what the current situation of the original owners who were impersonated is..."
"He wouldn't do such a thing," Jinpei Matsuda replied calmly after hearing the implication of his best friend's words. The certainty in his tone made Kenji Hagiwara look sideways. "Indeed, he concealed a lot and lied to us a lot, but he is not such a cruel person." He paused before adding, "...Anyone who can be regarded as a father by that guy must be a soft-hearted fool."
If Honda Tsuneichi was really the kind of person who would kill the original owner and assume his identity, their friends would not have preserved his last belongings so carefully.
"Yes," Hagiwara Kenji rubbed his brow, a trace of tenderness and nostalgia flashed in his eyes, "Little Ikki is also like us, he wants to be a good policeman."
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"Hiro," Furuya Rei pronounced the nickname again with some unfamiliarity. After he thought the other party had died, he always thought that he would never have the chance to pronounce this nickname again. But not long ago, a miracle was revealed beside him. He originally thought that his undercover career had allowed him to face all cruel things calmly, but he still felt fortunate to regain what he had lost. He even felt anxious and worried. The blond young man still felt it was unreal. "...What's the situation now?"
"The squad leader and Matsuda have all gained something." Seeing the exhausted and dusty Yu Junran, Morobushi Kagemitsu was very considerate and did not ask what happened. He just moved his body so that Furuya Rei could see the screen in front of him clearly. On it was the information he had sorted out. "Ikki's real name has been revealed, but we still need to wait for the DNA comparison results to confirm it. Zero," for the young man with cat eyes, meeting his best friend seemed like a lifetime ago, but both of them tacitly suppressed their excitement. "There is one more thing. Regarding the place where Ikki and his father obtained fake identities, I think it should be in the Gospel House," Morobushi Kagemitsu's tone changed from hesitation to certainty, "They should have received help from others."
"And this is also very likely." Zhu Fu Jingguang closed his eyes. The smirking man and the smiling woman walked side by side in his mind. The shadows behind them were stretched into long black in the moonlight. The young man's voice was a little low. If it weren't for Furuya Ling knowing himself better than he did, he might not have heard the hesitation in his words, "...the place where he met her."
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