Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Insiders and Outsiders

As soon as he heard that it was about the newspaper office, the young clerk brought over the passenger list on the table. "These passengers took off at 7:30." Tatsuo and Tamura bent down and checked the rosters spread out on the counter one by one.The roster is in the form of cards, and each card contains items such as name, age, address, telephone number, and contact information. "How many people in total?" Long Xiong asked while estimating the number of cards. "Twenty-seven people. The capacity is thirty-one people. However, the Nagoya route can only take 80% of the seats."

Tamura took out the newspaper manuscript paper and copied the list with a pencil.The name, age, address, and phone number were quickly copied down without missing a single one. "Are there any important people among the passengers?" asked the clerk. While copying, Tamura smiled wryly. Twenty minutes later, Tamura was sweating; he finally finished copying.He took the copied list and studied it with Long Xiong and the other two. Who is in the plane?If it is the bartender Yamamoto, the murderer can be identified by age, but people over forty years old cannot be let go.I don't know who else is behind him?Long Xiong thought to himself.

—— Uesaki Etsuko must have seen off the passengers of this flight.Are you talking about her characteristics? But in front of Tamura, he was unwilling to mention the matter of Etsuko.After he knows this, he will never let it go in vain.For some reason, Longxiong wanted to cover up for Uesaki to Tsuko in front of everyone. Besides, there were quite a few young women who saw them off, and it would be useless to talk about them. "Who is the stewardess on this flight?" Tamura raised his head and asked. The clerk went back to the table and checked, then came up again and said: "My name is Michiko Tanaka, twenty-one years old."

The expression on Tamura's face seemed to indicate that the phrase "21 years old" was superfluous, and he only wrote down his name. "When will this air team come back?" Tamura asked. "Tomorrow morning. Take the first flight from Nagoya and arrive here at nine forty." "Oh, sorry to trouble you." After thanking them, the two walked out of the empty office.Walking out of the dazzling room, the outside looks extremely dark, only the lights on the runway illuminate the night sky. Getting into the car of the newspaper office waiting outside, Tamura said:

"hungry." After he said this, Long Xiong also felt a little hungry. "Let's find a place to eat something." "Hey, go to Ginza and find any one." Li Xiong said. "No, get off at Shinagawa, Shinagawa follow along." Long Xiong thought, could he be so hungry?Tamura said: "Oh, I have to work while eating." "Work?" "Ha, this is it." Tamura patted the passenger manifest in his pocket. "I'll check first the list of people who have a phone number, the sooner the better." Only then did Long Xiong suddenly realize.It turned out that Tamura pinned the case on his own ambitions.Long Xiong turned his head to look at his profile.

The car drove to Shinagawa Station and stopped at the entrance of a Chinese restaurant. As soon as he entered the store, Tamura immediately asked the waitress if she had a phone number.The waitress pointed to the long table where the food was delivered, and the phone was placed on the far side. "It's best not to spend time on the dishes. By the way, let's have fried rice and meatballs." After ordering, Tamura took out a piece of paper from his pocket, looked at the phone number written on it, and dialed the phone. "Hi, is this Mr. XX's house? I'm from the newspaper office. I'm going to Nagoya by plane at 7:30 tonight. XXXX is your husband? Okay, thank you. No, it's nothing, please don't worry."

Tamura put down the phone and used a pencil to make a mark in front of the name written on the paper.He said to the waitress: "I have to make a lot of phone calls, and the phone bill will be calculated according to the number of times, and I will pay the bill together." Then he followed the list and dialed numbers one by one, his fingers kept busy. So Tamura's voice kept coming: "Mr. XX?" Every time you make a call, make a mark. When the food was served, he ordered it to be placed in front of him, and while eating with a spoon, he kept making phone calls, with his feet spread apart, still standing.The waitresses were dumbfounded.

"You really deserve to be a journalist." Long Xiong praised in his heart.He couldn't do that on his own. When Tamura finally put down the microphone, all the food on the plate was eaten. "Now there are still two that have not been figured out." Tamura wiped his forehead and mouth with a dirty handkerchief, pointed to the list and said. "There are five people without a phone. I will check these two places tomorrow. The other three people are from other places, so I can only write a quick letter to ask." Long Xiong looked at the two names on the phone that he couldn't figure out, one was a thirty-three-year-old man, and the other was a twenty-seven-year-old woman.The phone number, address and name are all wrong.

"I got through the phone, but the name is wrong, probably an alias." Tamura said, "But I can't be sure that there is a problem with these two people. Because there are also people who elope by plane." Tamura laughed, took off his glasses, and wiped them Said: "If you don't check the remaining few, you won't be able to figure it out." "Outsiders can't check it." Long Xiong said, "People who don't have a phone, can they check it out tomorrow?" "Needless to say, the investigation can be finished in the afternoon. It is very convenient to take the car in the agency."

"What's the next step?" "Go to Haneda and find the stewardess surnamed Tanaka." "Then I'll go with you." "I expected you to go too." Tamura laughed loudly. "From the stewardess, maybe I can find out something. This is my hope. Because she is in charge of the passenger's ticket on the plane, she should remember the name and the appearance of the person. I showed her the list and asked She recalled each passenger's appearance and demeanor." Long Xiong thought that Tamura was very clever.But Long Xiong has materials that he doesn't know, and his position is superior to him.

"It's a good idea," Long Xiong praised, "I'll accompany you." "Okay, wait for me at the gate of the newspaper office at two o'clock in the afternoon." The two broke up after an appointment.Tamura returned to the newspaper office by car, and Tatsuo took the Yamanote Line tram back to his residence. In the morning, Long Xiong was lying in bed reading the newspaper. The news of "Lawyer Senuma was Kidnapped" was published with headlines.Long Xiong read the content carefully, and there was not much difference with what Tian Cun said in the car last night.According to the conversation of the task force, the case is related to the homicide in Shinjuku, and it is stated that it will be strictly investigated. The newspaper did not mention the bartender at the Red Moon Bar and the right-wing organization behind it.I don't know how much information the Metropolitan Police Department has.Long Xiong realized that as an amateur detective, he had his limitations.They may be better than themselves in their expertise.No, the big low has surpassed himself.This made him feel very relieved.Even if you don't tell the authorities about the situation you have, you will know it after a long time. 'one,. In short, Long Xiong still proceeded according to his own ideas, and could no longer back down.Even if he became Don Quixote, he would never regret it. The appointment with Tamura was at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Tatsuo was having a delayed breakfast. "Mr. Akisaki, your express letter." The landlady downstairs delivered a letter. A brown envelope from Senuma Wa Denki Manufacturing Co.Looking over it, Long Xiong couldn't help but widen his eyes and was stunned.It was signed by the manager himself, and I suddenly had a premonition in my heart. After opening it, there was a piece of letterhead inside, and the resignation letter he had just handed over to the section chief yesterday.Long Xiong hurriedly opened the letterhead to read. "I have read the resignation letter, and I will return the original wall. I cannot hold back the feelings. A few days ago, I was very pleased to hear from the former executive director of the Dagui branch manager. From now on, I will give you convenience as an executive. I hope you will forgive me this time. The company is very sorry for the sudden accident of Lawyer Marsh, and hopes that everyone will do their best to deal with it. They are allowed to take another three months of vacation. I will go to Hokkaido tonight, please take care of everything.” The content of the letter was unexpectedly the exact opposite of what I had expected.Holding the letterhead in his hand, Long Xiong was stunned for a long time, and the resignation letter fell on the tatami. Long Xiong recalled the words of the new section chief. The manager felt guilty for the suicide of Section Chief Guan Ye. He regretted scolding the section chief. Afterwards, he felt that he was responsible. As for his own affairs, he said that he would give convenience like the executive director, which clearly meant that he wanted to continue to investigate the case by himself.The manager also shared the responsibility for the unexpected encounter with Lawyer Senuma.The manager must have commissioned a lawyer to investigate the case, then, and that has led to misfortune.The manager wanted to close the fraud case secretly, but changed his mind because the section chief committed suicide.Now the lawyer was kidnapped again, so he turned to encourage me, Longxiong. Long Xiong had a strange feeling in his heart that everything he did was for Section Chief Guan Ye, who was so kind to him.Long Xiong really felt righteous indignation that that villain drove such a kind person to a dead end, yet he could still be at ease in this world.This is by no means an abstract sense of justice, it is closely connected with a flesh-and-blood person like Section Chief Sekino.Even if he resigns, he is determined to pursue it to the end.Not out of empty principles, but based on concrete human nature.At the same time, I also want to repay the kindness of the executive director who was demoted to the big board. Long Xiong thought, he was not entrusted by the manager to do this.Since the manager has this intention, at least it is convenient for himself.The three-month leave at a time shows the generosity of the manager. Thinking of this, Long Xiong couldn't help feeling relieved. At two o'clock, Long Xiong arrived at the gate of the newspaper office on time, but Tian Cun hadn't come down yet.He was sitting on the bench, smoking a cigarette and waiting. After waiting for ten minutes, Tamura still hadn't come.Long Xiong thought, his work is really busy, so he asked the messenger to call Tiancun's office. "They said that Mr. Tamura has gone out and doesn't know when he will be back." The girl in the reception room relayed. Long Xiong reckoned that Sicun must have gone to those houses without telephones to investigate.However, he said yesterday that it can be finished before noon, and he also excitedly made an appointment to go to Haneda Airport together.He will definitely come back by then.Long Xiong made up his mind, just sit and wait. The entrance of the newspaper office is very busy in and out.There is an endless stream of visitors, of all shapes and sizes, and there are all kinds of people.Observation Observation kills time and prevents boredom.Some are well-dressed, while others are in dirty overalls.There are old people and young people of all ages.What on earth are they here for?They all ask the receptionist to make a phone call first.Then, some went upstairs, and some returned disappointed.Among them were well-known people whose photographs had been seen in the newspapers. The female guests are the most interesting.A young lady, the daughter of an unknown family, forced a piece of paper to a reporter who came down from upstairs, making the man scratch his head.The woman was probably a bar girl.As soon as the woman left, the reporter told the messenger that if he came back later, he would say that he was not on a business trip.There was also a middle-aged female customer who was not good looking but full of airs. She was respectfully invited to the advertising department and seemed to be the advertiser. Forty minutes passed, and there was still no sign of Tamura.I have seen enough of the scene in the reception room.Long Xiong had nothing to do, smoking a cigarette.Chanted a wandering sentence casually: The spring sun shines brightly, and all living beings come and go. "Ah! I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Tamura hurried in, sweating profusely. "Will you go?" "Go, go. I just sent a message and rushed over." Tamura grabbed Tatsuo's arm and walked out, getting into the car waiting for them. "Go to Haneda." Tamura told the driver, wiping the sweat off his brow. "How? Have you found out?" Long Xiong asked.The spring breeze blowing into the car head-on brushed his cheeks. "Well, listen, there are more important things than this." Tamura suddenly turned around and looked at Longxiong, "The task force said that they have found clues to the criminal." "What? Really?" "Of course it is true. The newspapers published the news at the same time." As he spoke, Tamura took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, which was a copy of the news. "On the night of April 25th, the murder occurred in an alley in the downtown area of ​​Shinjuku. The murderer has been identified. He is indeed the bartender at the Red Moon Bar (owner Junko Umei) on West XX Street, Ginza, Chuo District. The criminal is from Xinjie County. The name Yamamoto Ichiro, aged 31. The task force has issued a warrant to the whole country. On the night of the crime, the criminal left the residence and disappeared. According to the owner of the bar, the criminal was introduced and hired by someone in the industry a year ago. Authorities The investigation is now being carried out according to this clue. It is also known that the murderer was found this time because some witnesses remembered the beret worn by the former criminal police officer Tianmaru Toshiichi and knew Yamamoto himself. The two were seen in Fuchu that day The racetrack, let it be reported to the special case team. The prisoner Yamamoto loves horse racing, and often goes to and from Churen, Fuchu and other racecourses." After passing Shinagawa and driving on the Keihin National Highway, the speed of the car began to increase.The wind blowing in from the window became stronger.Long Xiong stared at the news released by the task force. "The murderer is the bartender of the Red Moon Bar (owner Junko Umei). The criminal is from Niigata Prefecture, and his name is Ichiro Yamamoto." This passage is particularly eye-catching in Longxiong's eyes.Only then did he know that the proprietress's name was Junko Meijing. "How is it?" Tian Cun looked at Long Xiong and asked, "Do you have any clues about this prisoner?" It was difficult for Long Xiong to answer.Because he has been keeping it from Tamura, it is inconvenient to speak up now.But pretending not to know, it is really unreasonable, so he said: "I didn't pay attention to the bartender. However, I have a vague feeling that he is very strange." "The proprietress Umei Junko is Funasaka Hideaki's mistress, do you infer from this?" "Yes. Since I heard about it last time, I often go to that bar to observe the movement." "When you arrive at the bar, don't you think the bartender is suspicious?" "I didn't think about the bartender, I just paid attention to the customers who frequented there." This sentence is half true and half false, Long Xiong feels very distressed.Tamura worked so hard, he felt sorry for his friend. "The bartender, Yamamoto, is the murderer, so he probably can't be wrong." Tamura frowned, thinking hard, and fell asleep. Exactly.Only Long Xiong knows this.But the police quickly grasped the situation.They are indeed experts, Long Xiong sighed. "Akizaki!" Tamura's eyes turned on Tatsuo. "You noticed the flight to Nagoya, on what basis?" The tone is French.It can't be his fault.I talked about it yesterday after prevaricating, and now I can't go on perfunctory. "You ask this, it's because..." Long Xiong didn't want to say Uesaki Etsuko's name, and wanted to cover it up for her until the end.Long Xiong suddenly remembered that the proprietress was not in the bar at that time.then said: "I found out that the proprietress went to the airport to send it in and just came back." He couldn't say that he had asked the driver, and replaced Uesaki Etsuko with the proprietress.I told a lie.He felt guilty and awkward. The kind-hearted Tamura didn't ask, "Why didn't you tell me yesterday?" Driven by fame, he clapped his hands happily. "That's great." A pair of small eyes under the glasses sparkled. "The proprietress must have sent Yamamoto to Nagoya. It was probably Hideaki Funasaka who gave the order. Funasaka probably thought that keeping this dangerous guy by his side would be tantamount to burning himself, so he told him to go away. This decisive measure was taken before the search hand was extended there. They also realized that this case may become a fuse that will lead to their entire army being wiped out." Long Xiong also felt the same about this.The daredevil Yamamoto thought that the criminal police were chasing him and ordered to kill him.Now Zhoubao Yingming is trying his best to take self-defense measures. "Listen," Tamura said emphatically, "the task force may not have discovered that the case is related to the right-wing organization. Although they have clues about the criminal, they are only relying on the testimony of eyewitnesses. Together. We are now one step ahead of the police." Walking into the Air Import office is completely different from last night.During the day, the waiting room is bustling with passengers and there are many clerks. Tamura strode to the counter with the "Nagoya" flight board hanging on it. Last night, the clerk still remembered Tamura and left his seat with a smile on his face. "You are here." "Troubled you last night. Thank you." "You're welcome. Is the matter clear?" "That's why we want to meet Ms. Michiko Tanaka." The clerk tilted his head pretentiously and smiled. "Unfortunately. Tanaka doesn't go to work today, she rests." "Oh, she's resting!" Tamura looked at the clerk dejectedly. "Yes, she was on the last shift last night." "Then she spent the night in Nagoya?" "Yes, she stayed in Nagoya last night. There is the hostess hostel of the YMCA there. She left Nagoya on the first flight this morning and returned to Tokyo. She was still there in the morning and went home in the afternoon. She won't be able to come to work until tomorrow morning." However, this matter cannot wait until tomorrow.Tamura hurriedly took out a notepad from his pocket. "We have an urgent matter to see Ms. Michiko Tanaka. Excuse me, could you give us her address?" The clerk said, "Wait a minute," and flipped through a register.The clerk sitting nearby looked at them in surprise. "Here—the port area—" According to what the clerk said, Tamura wrote down in the notepad: No. XX, Shibajibensha, Minato-ku. "thanks!" Tamura gestured to Longxiong who was standing behind, and hurried out. "Drive to Zhizhi." Tamura told the driver, he was relieved, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his face. "It's a waste of time." He said, facing the wind, narrowing his eyes. "Are you looking for the stewardess just to inquire about the passengers?" Long Xiong asked. "That's a question. Could it be that there are other purposes?" "Have you found out the eyebrows?" "Almost. Look, here it is." Tamura opened the dirty and soft notepad. "In addition to checking the phone number, I ran again this morning. It turns out that the registered addresses of these four people are wrong. The first two people knew it was wrong when they called last night." "Well." Long Xiong picked up the notebook and read it. 1.Yoshiichi Takahashi, XX Oku, Arakawa Ward, 33 years old 2.Yoshiko Nishimura, XX Yodobashi, Shinjuku Ward, 27 years old 3.Keno Maeda, XX Fukasawa, Setagaya Ward, 31 years old 4.Ditto Masako Maeda, twenty-six years old "The last two people, I went to look for them by car this morning. The two people are not listed on the house number, so they are probably pseudonyms." Tamura explained, "But after looking at these names, I found that there is something in common, you can see it ?" "You mean, these two men are about the same age as Yamamoto, right?" "Yes." Tamura smiled, "I want to ask the stewardess specifically about these two people and find out their origins." The car turned north from Shinagawa and drove into the Gotanda area. That morning, the Tokyo Station Passenger Transport Division received a call. "We are a visiting group from Gifu City to Tokyo. There are a total of 23 people. One person has a sudden illness and needs to be carried back to Chizao on a stretcher. We are going to take the express train at 1:30 in the afternoon. Can we take special care of us? " "How about special care?" the station attendant asked. "For example, let us take the third-class sleeper." "I'm afraid you can't take the sleeper berth. The sleeper berth ticket was pre-sold a week ago, and now there is no one. What is the disease?" "The gastric ulcer suddenly worsened. It is very inconvenient on the road, and we can't leave him in the hospital alone, so we are going back, so it is very embarrassing now." The station attendant asked the other party to wait for a while before discussing the matter with the superior. "There is a method for sleeping berths. If it is an ordinary ticket, you can let him lie on the seat and someone will take care of him. I wonder if this will work?" Hearing what the station attendant said, the other party pondered for a moment and then said: "It has no choice but to do so. But carrying a stretcher through the ticket gate will hinder other passengers. Can we enter through other entrances?" There have been such examples of carrying patients on stretchers onto trains before. "Then, come in at the small baggage handling area near the station gate. It leads directly to the underground passage." The station attendant agreed in accordance with past precedent. "Come in from the small luggage, right?" The other party asked again. "Yes. Before getting in the car, please send someone to contact us." "OK." The phone hangs up.The train at 1:30 is the "Xikai" bound for Sasebo.Just after eleven o'clock, a short, fat middle-aged man came to the window of the Passenger Transport Division and said: "I called the patient stretcher this morning." He was wearing a rustic suit with a "True Circle" armband on his sleeve. The station attendant came out to ask about Bian's situation, and he said: "I am the abbot of the Zhenyuanhui in Gifu County. This time, I organized members to raise funds to visit Tokyo. The Zhenyuanhui is the name of the meeting. A total of 23 of us came. Unexpectedly, a member vomited blood in the hotel. The doctor diagnosed it as stomach Ulcers. It was decided to take him home because it was inconvenient to be hospitalized here. The doctor said to keep him as quiet as possible. The patient is very weak. So, I hope to be carried on a stretcher to the train. Sorry to trouble you, please do as much as possible." On the surface, he does look like a monk, to put it quite euphemistically. "Understood. Just as I said on the phone, the stretcher is carried in from the small baggage handling area." The station attendant said, "Did you get off at the different train?" After asking this sentence, he said: "We will use the railway telephone Contact Chifu Station. The train arrives at Gifu at 19:52." After the monk Zhenyuanji thanked the station for the thoughtful arrangement, he left there. The "Xihai" train departs at one thirty in the afternoon.Passengers lined up at the ticket gate more than two hours ago.At the front were more than 20 men, wearing armbands of the "Zhenyuanhui", some squatting on the ground, some sitting on suitcases, waiting for the ticket check.Such scenes of foreigners waiting to return home can often be seen in train stations.The group looked very ordinary, just like the usual local groups, there were no women in them, and they were not too old.If you observe carefully, that's all, there's nothing special to pay attention to. Nearly one o'clock, the ticket inspection began.This line of long snakes waited patiently and bored for a long time before stepping on the stairs of the platform under the leadership of the station attendant.Those at the top of the queue finally got the privilege of freely choosing their seats through patience.The people behind, worried that they could not find a seat, rushed forward one by one anxiously. Since the group from Zhenyuanhui was in the front row, they chose a site in the third-class carriage and sat down leisurely.There are four spaces left in the middle.Passengers who got on the bus behind rushed to him, and the man wearing the armband sitting nearby stopped him and said: "There are people here." Not really.The evidence is the folded newspapers on the blue seats.The person who wanted to fill the vacancy was coming through the underpass from the baggage handling area.Two men wearing armbands, one in front and one behind, were walking towards the platform carrying a heavy stretcher.The patient was lying on a stretcher, with the blanket covering his face, only his eyes were tiredly closed.The station attendant walked ahead of the stretcher and led them in the direction of the carriage. As soon as the stretcher arrived on the platform, three or four people who looked out the window jumped onto the platform one after another to help carry it. The stretcher was barely carried into the carriage by the hands of four or five people.They were afraid that the sleeping patient's condition would worsen, so they handled them lightly and carefully, and took a lot of trouble to lift the patient to the seat that had been vacant.An air pillow was tucked under the patient's head, with the blanket still covering his nose. The flight attendant came in, looked down at the patient and asked: "Is it okay to sit until early?" "It doesn't matter." The abbot of Zhenyuan Temple answered. "I'm already asleep. I just said it's very comfortable. I'm sorry for bothering you. It's fine if we are here to take care of you." The flight attendant said "be careful" and hurried away.The eyes of other passengers were also attracted to the group of people who took care of the patients at first. When the train started, people were immersed in their own worlds. It was around 3:40 pm on April 28th.At this time, Long Xiong and Tamura were on their way to the house of the stewardess Michiko Tanaka in a car, and the express train "Xihai" carrying the patient to the south had already arrived at Yutsu Station in Shizuoka Prefecture. After crossing the Nihonha Municipal Tramway, the car entered a narrow street.The driver kept turning the steering wheel while checking the house number.Finally drove to a hotel and stopped.After the driver asked the way, he opened the door and got in and said: "It says it's in a nearby alley." Michiko Tanaka's house is the third house.From the black wooden fence, you can see the oleander in the courtyard. Tamura handed over the newspaper's business card, and her mother had a look of surprise on her face. "Is something wrong?" "No, it's all right. We want to ask Ms. Tanaka Michiko about the situation of the passengers on the plane. Is she at home?" "Yes. Please sit inside." "No need. Here we go. We're going to say good-bye." The gate was very narrow, so Tamura and Longxiong sat on the steps. , Michiko Tanaka came out of it, a girl in her twenties with short hair.With a pleasant smile on his face, he is very good at socializing and entertaining guests. "I'm Michiko Tanaka." She spoke clearly and sharply. "I'm really sorry to bother you when you were resting." Tamura pushed up his glasses and hurriedly took out a notepad from his pocket. "Did you take the last flight to Nagoya yesterday?" "Yes, I am on duty." "I want to know about the situation of the passengers at that time." "it is good." "Do you still have any impression of these two people?" The notebook has the names of Yoshiichi Takahashi and Keno Maeda written down. Michiko Tanaka glanced at her big eyes flexibly, but her eyes were cold. "There may have been these two among the passengers, but I don't know anything about the passengers themselves, so I really have nothing to say." "What did you say?" Tamura opened his eyes wide and said, "Didn't you hold the passenger's ticket on the plane?" "I don't have the air ticket." Michiko Tanaka said with a slight smile, "I only keep the list, and I haven't checked it with myself. I just checked the number of people." "Ah! That's right." Tamura and Longxiong looked at each other.The two had never flown before, so they had no common sense.Tamura looked very depressed. "However, you always have some contact with passengers on the plane, right?" Long Xiong asked. "That's right. Serve tea, send sugar balls, and do some service." "Did you notice at the time that there were no suspicious male guests?" Hearing "acting suspiciously", Michiko Tanaka tilted her head and thought for a while and said: "It's hard to say." "Please think about it carefully. It's just what happened last night. You must have some impressions." Tamura interjected, trying to get some clues from the stewardess. "I don't have any special impression." Michiko Tanaka said after a while. Long Xiong thought to himself, it is indeed difficult for people to answer this kind of question, and he should be more specific, so he asked: "It's a male passenger, in his thirties. There aren't many passengers like this, right?" "That's right." Michiko Tanaka raised her big eyes and asked, "What does that person look like?" "It's a long face with no features. It's hard to describe, it's not ugly, and it doesn't wear glasses." "Where are the clothes?" "I do not know." Michiko Tanaka propped her cheek with her little finger, searching for memories.A male guest in his thirties, she was trying to remember which seat she was in. "What is his occupation?" Michiko Tanaka asked. good.This is one aspect to consider.I am used to seeing all kinds of tourists, and I can guess their occupations based on the appearance of the guests. "It's the bartender in the bar." Long Xiong said. She tilted her head, her expression seemed to be easily judged. "Have you noticed that among the passengers are there any people who are restless and flustered?" Long Xiong added. Michiko Tanaka asked, "Is it someone who has done something bad?" "Yes. Actually..." He didn't want to say that he was a murderer, so he changed his words, "It's someone related to a certain case." It was only then that Michiko Tanaka realized why they had come with the business cards from the newspaper. "I don't know if he can be said to be restless," Tanaka said. "There was a passenger who was very anxious to catch the train. By the way, he was in his thirties." Ryuo and Tamura couldn't help staring at Michiko Tanaka. "Catch the train?" "Well. He said he would take the train from Nagoya at 10:10. The plane arrived at Komaki Airport at 9:30. He asked several times if the plane would arrive on time; take a bus from Komaki Airport to Nagoya How much time does the train station take. I told him that the car would take about half an hour. He muttered to himself and said that it would be enough to catch the train. He looked very anxious." "Where did the eight Wen Kuan go by train?" "He didn't say it, so I don't know." "Is the bus from Nagoya at ten ten o'clock?" Long Xiong asked again.I thought, just check the train timetable and you will understand. The two said their farewell solemnly and sincerely.Michiko Tanaka sent to the gate.She is a very pleasant girl.With a slender figure, she would fit well in a flight attendant's uniform. "It seems that from yesterday to this morning, I have spent so much time investigating this list. It's really a pity. Could it be for nothing?" Tamura got into the car and said with a wry smile. "Where, 1.7 wood is in vain." Long Xiong comforted him and said, "Just because you found out that there are aliases among the passengers, this is not a small contribution." "However, it can no longer be traced anymore." "Look it up right now, hey, find a bookstore and stop the car." "Oh, right." There is a bookstore less than five minutes away.The car stopped, and Tamura ran to buy a train timetable. "Come——Nagoya, Nagoya..." Tamura hurriedly flipped through the timetable with his short fingers. "The Tokaido main line departs from Nagoya to the south. There is a local train at 22:50, which is five minutes behind the one at 10:10 p.m. That's totally wrong." Tamura turned to another page. "There are trains on the Kansai Line bound for Guishan, and it's exactly 22:00. That's not right, but it's a pity that it's ten minutes away. The only thing left is the Central Line." Tamura hastily turned a few pages. "Well, Nagoya, Nagoya..." Moving his fingers on the timetable, he suddenly bumped Long Xiong with his elbow. "Look, here it is." Pointing to the densely packed typeface on the timetable with his black nails, he handed it to Long Xiong. "Twenty-two o'clock, it's a slow train." Long Xiong stared at the timetable, the breath of Tamura was blowing on his cheek. "No, it's this train. The Central Line." Long Xiong nodded and said, "This train is very strange, and the terminal only goes to Ruilang." "Yeah, that's where he's going." Tamura counted the number of stops between Nagoya and the final station, Mizunami. "There are seven main stops. Where does he get off?" Long Xiong smiled and asked: "Have you identified him as the criminal?" "Assume first that he is the prisoner." When Tamura said this, Longxiong had nothing to dissatisfy with it.Anyway, among the passengers on the plane, there must be someone who was sent off by Uesaki Etsuko. It seems certain that he is the bartender Yamamoto, that is, "Ticket Scalper" Horiguchi.It also matches the appearance introduced by Michiko Tanaka. "Are there any trains in the future?" Seeing Long Xiong's question, Tamura's eyes searched the timetable again. "There are also two express trains." "Really? Then he must take the local train at twenty-two past ten." Long Xiong felt that the man must have his reasons for catching the slow train, so he asked: "Hello, which seven stations are they?" "I'm addicted. It's Chikusa, Osone, Kasugai, Kozoji, Tajimi, Kamigitsu, and Mizunami." Tamura read the name of the station. "The next stop in Nagoya and the next stop, you can take a city bus or other vehicles. In fact, go by train, and you should get off after the third stop." "Yes. It makes sense. Then focus on these five stations. It will save a lot of trouble. Then, start with these five stations." "Are you going to investigate?" Long Xiong looked at Tian Cun's capable face. "Of course, go to Luo. Discuss with the minister. Nagoya has our branch, but such things cannot be entrusted to those guys in the branch." Tamura said with bright eyes. Long Xiong picked up the timetable and looked at the names of the five stations. Kasugai, Kozoji Temple, Tajimi, Kamigitsu, Mizunami. —Which station is it?The largest of these stations is Tajimi... Long Xiong wanted to take this train to see if they were small stations in the countryside, maybe he could find some clues by going there. However, unlike Tamura, he has made up his mind and is still a little uncertain. At 8:30 that night, the Passenger Transport Division of Tokyo Station received a call from Qi Station. "Hi, hello, I'm the deputy station master of Gifu Station. You have contacted us about the case of a patient boarding from Tokyo on the No. 39 train 'Xikai'..." "Yes, you have worked hard. Have you arrived safely?" the station attendant who answered the phone asked. "We waited for a long time and sent two maids to pick them up on the platform, but no patients got off the bus." "What? Didn't get out of the car?" "Yes, the passengers who got off the bus are all alive and well, and all of them are in good health." The deputy station master's tone was still full of dissatisfaction. "That's weird. You said you got off at Gifu Station. Wait a minute, let me think about it, what's it called? Ah, that's right. Did anyone come down and wear the 'Zhenenhui' armbands?" people? A total of twenty-three or four people." "People without armbands get out of the car!" "Ugh?...No one? Strange. They are group passengers, and they agreed to get off at Qibei. The group all wear armbands and carry a patient on a stretcher." "Surely it's Train No. 39?" "Yes" "No such passenger got off that train. After receiving your call, we made arrangements." "Really? I've troubled you. Let's find out from the conductor later." After hanging up the phone, the station attendant was puzzled. — Strange thing!That group of people yelled that they wanted to get off at Gifu, did they change their minds temporarily?Have you been sitting down?Originally, it didn't matter, but since Gifu station was notified and people had to wait for nothing, it was necessary to clarify the matter. The "Xihai" arrived at Dafan at 22:30, where the train crew changed shifts. At 22:40, the station attendant at Tokyo Station spoke to Daigui Station and asked for the flight attendant of "Xikai". “您是三十九次列车乘务员吗？” "it's me." “东京站有个病人上车到歧阜，您知道这事吧？” “知道，是坐在第二节车厢那个病人吗？从东京一开车我就记得这件事。” “他们是在歧早下车的吗？” “这个……”站务员稍一沉吟，接着说：“火车从尾张一宫站发车时，我想提醒他们，下一站该下车了。这时发现他们已经不在车上了。” “什么？不在车上？” “是的，是些别的乘客坐在那里。” “你知道他们是在什么地方下的车？” “哎呀，我没留意。”听声音，可以想像得出乘务员正在挠头皮的神情。“我忙着别的事，腾不出手。再说他们有人在旁边照顾，我挺放心的。” “他们全戴着臂章吗？” “在东京站上车时倒是全戴着的，过小田原，我去查票，他们全摘下了。” “这么说，你不知道他们在哪里下的车啰！” “到滨松的时候，病人和那帮人确实还都在。我去那节车厢看过，所以知道。可是从那以后，我就不知道了。” 结果，依然不甚了了。 “这真是怪事。”站务员咕咕哝哝，把这件事讲给在场的同事听。 正在这时，有个刑警闲逛着进来，碰巧听见这话。刑警是为濑沼律师绑架案、专在火车站进行警戒的。