Fujiwara Yu went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and just as he came out, Akihara Chisawa patted his shoulder. He asked in confusion:
"What's wrong?"
"Do you have a signal on your cell phone?"
Fujiwara Yu took out his cell phone and found that the signal was cut off. He frowned. It was raining heavily outside and the signal was cut off again. Could it be that the murderer was planning to trap them here?
"From now on, you'll be responsible for keeping an eye on Kirishima, and I'll be in charge of Murasame. They're both very likely to be the next victims, or... the murderers."
"Well, we have to find a way to stop the murderer's next move."
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5:05 PM.
An open-air parking lot in front of a building in Nagano Prefecture.
Shigeo Yokomizo had been hiding in the driver's seat for nearly three hours, but he still hadn't seen Manabu Goto come out of the building. This made him a little worried, but he was afraid that calling him would disturb him, so he had to send an email.
[Yokomizo Shigego: Ah Xue, it's raining outside and you don't have an umbrella. Do you want me to bring one to you?]
Within two minutes, the email received a reply.
[Gotoda Manabu: It's just a little bit of a road, it's not a problem. Shigeto, just wait a moment, I'll be right there.]
Only after Shigeo Yokomizo confirmed that the writing style was consistent with that of Manabu Goto did he continue to stay in the car and wait for the other party to finish the work.
Nearly ten minutes later, Gotoda Manabu, who ran out of the building in the rain, quickly got into the back seat of the car. It was not that he wanted to be arrogant and sit in the back, but the passenger seat was piled with miscellaneous items and he could not sit there.
Yokomizo Shigego glanced at the rain-soaked violin case and thoughtfully offered his handkerchief.
"Wipe it off! You're still as reckless as ever! Isn't it said that musical instruments are a musician's treasure? How did you let your treasure get wet in the rain?"
"Ah... because I tend to forget, I ordered a waterproof case." Gotoda Manabu smiled wryly as he took the handkerchief. Even though it was waterproof, he wiped away the water droplets and said, "Thank you, Shigeo."
"Tsk, do we still need to be so polite in our relationship?"
Shigeo Yokomizo frowned as he looked at the rain that the wipers couldn't even wipe away in time, so he had to slow down the car and drive towards the Illusion Hall. According to the current weather conditions, it would probably take some time.
"Tsk, I don't know what's going on with those two now. They didn't even reply to my emails."
"Maybe it's because of the recital. Yuge-sensei had a recital an hour ago. They might have muted their phones, so they didn't notice the email."
“…I guess so.”
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