Four years old is the age when one can remember things. At seven, under the guidance of his parents, Zhu Fujingguang believed that he was growing up in a good direction. But on an ordinary day, at dinner time like any other, the clock in his heart suddenly stopped.
He still remembers that he listened to his mother's words carefully, hid in the closet and witnessed the murderer cruelly taking his mother's life. He could also hear the murderer's whispers and strange songs in his ears.
The murderer seemed to be looking for something, but Zhu Fujingguang could not remember what the murderer sang. Every time he recalled the song, the fear would break through the defenses in his heart, as if forcing himself to forget those important memories.
But the scene of the murderer stumbling and bumping into the wall cabinet was still vivid in his mind, and the high-heeled goblet tattoo in the dim light was his eternal nightmare for the past fifteen years.
But now it seems that maybe I was wrong from the beginning.
Was the tattoo he saw actually a goblet?
After hearing Fujiwara no Yu's question, Morofushi Kagemitsu answered honestly without hesitation:
"...Yeah, I do think so. So, over the years, whenever I meet strangers, I always subconsciously look at their arms to see if they have a goblet tattoo."
"It's normal for you to have such thoughts. When you have 100% confidence in something, then it will become a reality. This is a state of mind of conviction, which is also known as the 'law of firm belief.'"
After a brief pause, Fujiwara Yuu drew the scorpion tattoo on the back of the motorcycle shop clerk's neck from memory. He pointed at his drawing and continued:
"This is the shop assistant's scorpion tattoo. His tattoo is also similar to a goblet, so I think we can expand the scope of the investigation. We are not looking for men with goblet tattoos on their arms, but for men with tattoos on their arms that look like goblets."
"Do you believe in the law? I think what Fujiwara said makes sense. Why don't we do this? We should be able to gain a lot from investigating together."
Yin Dahang can understand why Zhufu Jingguang firmly believes in the law, because for Zhufu, solving the case of his parents' tragic death has become his starting point and even one of the reasons for becoming a policeman, so he will try his best to accomplish it.
His strong belief in solving the case forces him to believe that all the images in the memory fragments are 100% accurate, but he ignores some details.
Just like Zhu Fujingguang was hiding in a dimly lit wall cabinet at the time, and he was only seven years old and was still a child. When facing the murderer of his parents, he was probably in a state of extreme fear.
The combination of the two will lead to memory confusion and the identification of the man with the goblet tattoo on his arm as the real murderer of his parents.
As both an experiencer and a victim of the case, Zhu Fujingguang had never considered that his memory might be biased, but now it seems... his thoughts have indeed become solidified, and the subtle psychological suggestion has made him firmly believe that the high-heeled glass pattern is the murderer's tattoo.
He raised his eyes to look at the two people who were still waiting for his reply. The upward curve of his lips was no longer the gentleness and politeness that represented good family education, but the sincere acceptance of the other party's kindness to him with an open heart.
At the same time, he also believes that Fujiwara Yu and Yin Dahang will be his best friends besides Zero.
"Well, I also think this is the best solution. Thank you."
Yin Dahang felt a little awkward when he heard the thanks. He had long regarded Zhu Fu and the others as close friends whom he could trust, so he was not used to being thanked by his close friends.
Fujiwara Yuu seemed to be a more thoughtful person. Although he couldn't express this change in words, he felt that from now on, he and Morobushi should be able to become friends who could confide in each other's secrets.
He raised his right hand and looked at the surface, noticing that there were still ten minutes left before the dinner time, and reminded:
"Friendly reminder, it's 5:50 PM Tokyo time now, and the dinner party will start in 10 minutes."
Yin Dahang has always attached great importance to the concept of time. Maybe because he has a girlfriend, he is used to arriving early, so the thing he hates most is being late.
Hearing that there were still ten minutes left, he silently calculated the distance in his mind and quickly said:
"What are you two still doing standing there? Run!"
"Hey? Squad leader, slow down!"
Fortunately, the three of them weren't wearing their police academy uniforms, otherwise they would have looked a bit like police academy students training on the street. As Fujiwara Yuu took a step, he quickly activated the "human air conditioning" ability of the wind force, keeping his body dry and sweat-free, which is really a must-have skill in summer.
But soon he didn't dare to use this ability because Zhu Fu Jingguang's voice fell lightly into his ears.
"Huh? Why did it suddenly become cooler?"
Feeling guilty, Fujiwara Yuu maintained an expressionless face, touched the tip of his nose and said calmly:
"Maybe the store we just passed had air conditioning on, because now it doesn't feel cool at all."
Morofushi Kagemitsu naturally had no doubts, and Fujiwara Yuu also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, ordinary people would not suspect that this cool feeling was created by "ordinary people".
It seems that the power of wind really cannot be used indiscriminately in the future. Thinking of this, Fujiwara became a little emo. He really doesn't like the feeling of sweating in the summer. It's very uncomfortable to be sticky.
Fortunately, the dinner location was not far from the auto repair street, and we arrived there in less than five minutes.
The venue for the dinner was chosen by the socializing expert Kenji Akihara. It is a Japanese family restaurant with a very high cost-effectiveness. More than ten people naturally chose the independent private room on the second floor. The privacy is also suitable for dinner and chatting.
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