Chapter 1927-1935 [Friends]
Masumi Takamori instinctively refuted what Naoko Torimaru said, and only then did she have time to think seriously.
After thinking about it, he refuted more vigorously.
"Impossible! Don't try to exonerate yourself. I, the unfortunate victim, am too lazy to pursue the matter further. Why are you trying to clear yourself in such a horrible way?"
Takamori Masumi couldn't accept that there were such horrible things in the world: "Besides, haven't you seen Jiang Xia's collection of solving cases? He is so good that he even managed to find out the real murderer behind the scenes like you. If there was someone else behind our case at the time, he would definitely be able to find it!"
Torimaru Naoko pursed her lips tightly, unable to suppress the trembling in her heart: "But what if there really is such a person, a person that even Jiang Xia cannot find and convict."
“…”
Takamori Masumi was silent, with an extremely ugly expression.
But after a moment, after thinking about it carefully, she suddenly relaxed.
"If there is one, then there is one. If even a detective as good as Jiang Xia can't find him, why are the two of us struggling?"
Masumi Takamori thinks the problem is huge, but when the problem is huge enough, it is not that big anymore, because there is no point in being anxious:
"Let's just pretend that he didn't exist and live our lives in peace. What else? Can you find him and ask him why he wanted to hurt you?
"I don't feel remorseful, so why should you feel remorseful? Even if there really is such a person, you, who manipulated me to kill people, are manipulated by others, and you deserve it. In this way, he can even be regarded as avenging me and being my benefactor."
Naoko Torimaru: "I'm not trying to exonerate myself. It's just that if I was really manipulated by someone to commit the crime, then I was just a knife used by him. Your enemy is actually the mastermind. How can you feel that he has done you a favor?"
"What you said seems to make some sense..." Takamori Masumi blinked, feeling a little dizzy.
But anyway, they have already killed people, anyway, they have already escaped, anyway, they have already been wanted, anyway, they have already fallen into the hands of the mastermind...what else can we do?
"Aren't you tired of thinking so much? Our lives have become like this, so let's not pursue those details."
Although Masumi Takamori and Naoko Torimaru have similar personalities, she has many years less experience in the workplace than the latter. She has never been the second-in-command of a company, nor has she lived a very stable life.
If you have never had it, you won't be afraid of losing it. Takamori Masumi decided to ignore those minor flaws and face the reality calmly: "In short, even if there is a mastermind behind this, you should pretend that you don't know. If you really can't swallow this, make enough money and then entrust a detective to investigate him - I have never seen a better detective than Jiang Xia, he will definitely help you find the truth."
Torimaru Naoko didn't expect the topic to come back to Jiang Xia. She sighed and said helplessly, "You are too blindly trusting of that detective. Is he your classmate?"
Masumi Takamori: "Because he is the one who found you, the 'mastermind', and cleared my name. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't even know about you, the first-level mastermind, let alone the mastermind behind the mastermind - of course I trust him, otherwise I can't trust you more."
Naoko Torimaru was silent for a moment. It would be better to talk about detective work than about her manipulating murders.
So she took the initiative to change the subject: "I have looked up some of the detective's experience in solving cases. He is a cautious person and always likes to keep silent before finding all the evidence. If he can never find substantial evidence, then even if he is aware of something, he will not reveal the existence of that person."
As she spoke, Naoko Torimaru took out her cell phone, clicked on the browsing history she had checked before, and refreshed it.
Then a new case popped up - the "Red Bearded Santa Claus" in Hokkaido.
The reporters who wrote the case reports were all veterans, and the titles and introductions were more explosive than the last. Torimaru Naoko was stunned at the first glance, and couldn't help but click in and read through them one by one.
Then his expression gradually became uglier.
She pursed her lips and stared at the screen for a long time, then sent the reports to Takamori Masumi, and when she finished reading, she asked, "What do you think?"
Takamori Masumi finished reading it like a story, and when he heard her question, he was inspired: "Jiang Xia is really amazing."
Naoko Torimaru: “…”
Takamori Masumi realized that this was not what she was asking about. After thinking for a while, he said, "Even a high-ranking official like the Superintendent could be a serial killer. This world is really too dangerous."
Torimaru Naoko: “…What else?”
"..." For a moment, Takamori Masumi felt as if she had returned to her school days, and the person sitting opposite her seemed to be her strict and old-fashioned teacher.
She instinctively straightened her back and sat up a little straighter: "No, nothing. What else can it be?"
Torimaru Naoko took a deep breath and said, "Don't you think this case has too many overlapping elements with our recent experience?"
Takamori Masumi thought for a moment and said, "You mean, Jiang Xia and my two classmates were involved in both cases, and they were both serial murders? - What's so strange about this? Jiang Xia is a detective, so it's normal for him to encounter such cases."
"Besides that detective, can you think of something else in your mind?" Torimaru Naoko couldn't stand these young girls anymore, so she could only speak frankly, "It's not just them, this case also involves that Hashimoto Maya, and - this person."
She turned her phone around and pointed to a photo related to the case. In the photo was a stainless steel kettle, with the shiny wall of the kettle reflecting the upper body of a person - because the wall of the kettle was an irregular sphere, the face of the figure was strangely elongated, and it was impossible to make out the features.
Takamori Masumi stared at the deformed face: "..." Who is this?
Torimaru Naoko sighed, she opened the editing software, compressed and stretched the figure. After this processing, although it was still difficult to distinguish the face, some features were much more obvious.
——With a broad chin, a burly figure, and sunglasses that he never takes off, at first glance he looks somewhat similar to their unfortunate boss Jiro Izuka.
Takamori Masumi finally recognized him and said in a lost voice: "This is... the guy who was chasing us on the way to the police?!"
Naoko Torimaru nodded.
"And the deceased and the murderer - they are also twins, and one of them happens to be a fashion designer."
Takamori Masumi: "...Really? We haven't had plastic surgery yet, are you adapting so quickly?"
Torimaru Naoko: "Didn't you just say that we can only obey him first?" After a pause, she leaned close to Takamori Masumi's ear and lowered her voice, "This case may be that person's hint and warning to us."
(End of this chapter)
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