Chapter 101 So don’t be too self-righteous

“…”

“Survived…”

“Is it Junko?” The man’s tone was stiff, his voice trembling, his mouth kept opening and closing.

“Is it my favorite Junko?” he asked in a trance.

Hey~ You can’t even recognize people, but you can still say your favorite? Terrible.

Tsushima Shuji stood on the periphery, looking at the man surrounded, thinking.

The policeman is calling his colleagues.

“You lied to me! She clearly… looks like Ryoko!! How could she be Junko!” The man took two steps back.

“…She’s Junko…” The couple’s tone was full of pity.

“it’s me…”

“killed…”

“Junko?”

The man stretched out his hands helplessly, as if back to that night when his hands were full of warm sticky blood.

“Junko!!” he yelled in a broken way.

Running towards a house.

“That’s… our home.” The husband and wife asked suspiciously.

The crowd followed.

The sound of digging came from the garden behind the house.

“Junko…”

“Are you okay? Junko—”

The man was digging into the soil with his bare hands like a madman, while calling out affectionately.

“You must be very scared, alone…”

“It’s okay, I’ll save you soon…”

The policeman’s companions are late.

After seeing this strange scene, they all fell into silence.

“You bastard! After killing our Junko…” The man in the elderly couple stood up.

“Did you just bury her body here?!” His words were filled with anger.

However, no one cares.

The man who was digging hard didn’t pay any attention to what he meant, and just kept holding out a handful of soil with both hands.

Seeing Shuji Tsushima wanted to give him a shovel.

How long will it take to dig by hand?

And…why are you standing here waiting for him to dig?

He looked around at the taciturn police officers who remained motionless.

Can’t you send a few people to help people? How sad it is for someone to dig alone, you little policemen are ignorant.

In this strange atmosphere, the man finally dug something out of the soil.

“This is… what?” He looked at the corner of the wooden coffin protruding from the soil, and his mood suddenly calmed down.

“Oh, it seems that someone can’t bear to let Miss Junko lie on the ground like this…” Tsushima Shuji glanced at him.

Hey~ Isn’t this much better than a husband who casually perfunctory things~

The man stood up, and under the watchful eyes of the police, he finally went to get a shovel and continued to dig.

This time, the speed was much faster, and there was no strange murmur from him. Everyone calmly looked at the coffin that gradually revealed its complete appearance.

A simple single coffin.

She also tied a beautiful black bow, although it was already stained with dirt.

When opening the bow, it is like opening a gift box.

A white feather is pinned under the bow.

Even if it has just been dug out of the soil, it still has flawless white feathers.

“This is…” Officer Mumu who led the team had a serious expression.

Leaving white feathers…

Reminds him of a criminal.

Killing to kill, violence to violence, blood for blood… a hunter.

He, or she, used to take the bounty for the most vicious criminals issued by the police, and then send the criminals to the police.

It’s just that when they were delivered, the prisoners were all dead.

This move was seen as a provocation to the police, so his code name appeared on the reward list.

[white crow]

Because every time the dead prisoner is sent to the police station, there is also a white crow feather.

“Please give me the feather in your hand.” Officer Mumu frowned and stepped forward, took the white feather, and looked at it for a moment.

“It is indeed the feathers left by the white crow.”

“But… why is this?”

He mused.

The man couldn’t wait to open the coffin. What appeared was a woman with delicate makeup, wearing a white nightdress, holding white daisies in her hands, and sleeping with her eyes closed.

There is a white card next to her head.

[Letting a lady lie down on the ground like this is too ungentlemanly.

Please put on beautiful clothes, put on delicate makeup, and sleep peacefully with the feeling of going to the banquet.

Good night, miss. – White Crow]

“This is my Junko…” The man threw the card and the daisy on the ground, reaching out and stroking the woman’s face.

“My Junko, always so beautiful…” He smiled contentedly.

“Junzi… Open your eyes and look at me…”

“Junko…”

“Why don’t you want to open your eyes? Are you mad at me?” He said in a panicked tone.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Junko…”

“Forgive me, okay…” He cried and stretched out his hand to hug the woman.

“Can I come with you? Just use this knife that killed you…” He took out a **** fruit knife from the coffin.

With a smile, he stabbed himself in the heart.

“Look, Junko, I also shed a lot of blood…”

“Will I give it back to you…”

His frantic stabbing of himself was stopped by the police buddies.

The knife in his hand was also taken away.

Even the coffin was dragged away.

He reluctantly wanted to pounce on the coffin, but was held tightly.

“Junko-”

“do not leave me-”

“Let go of me, let me and Junko-”

…

“It’s you again~www.readmtl.com~Tsushima, thank you for this case too.” Officer Meguro came to the expressionless Tsushima Shuji.

“No, I didn’t do anything, he exposed himself.” The boy in black with bandages shook his head and said nonchalantly.

After all, even the evidence of the murder and the hidden body were dug up by Mr. Kinoshita himself.

I, Tsushima Shuji, didn’t do anything.

“Officer! Kinoshita killed my daughter… Is he going to jail…” The couple came over and asked hesitantly.

“Of course, the culprit will definitely be punished.” Officer Mumu said without hesitation.

“Then… what Kinoshita and Junko left behind… are they all ours?” They continued to hesitate.

“That’s… that’s true.” Officer Mumu said while rubbing his chin.

“That’s good, to be honest, we don’t dare to live here anymore…” The husband and wife nodded.

“By the way, can the big prize we win really be discounted?” They ran to Midorikawa again and asked.

“Of course…” Scotland nodded helplessly.

It’s not a big number anyway.

just…

“The death of the two of you to Miss Junko…”

“Ah, of course we are very sad.”

“But… we experienced Junko’s death two years ago…” The husband and wife looked at each other and said hesitantly.

so…

A dead man dies again…

Don’t you feel it at all?

…

“Kaor, can you really experience the fun when solving a case?”

“No.”

“It’s always been boring.”