【Taizhong】The Aesthetics of Legs

Chapter 18

"I'm being emotional again." After a while, Qiu Daimei sighed, and the air in the room began to circulate again, "Let me continue."

"After the Shenqi case, Takeuchi seemed to have been completely reborn. This can be seen in the messages he sent me. But the more confident he is, the greater the threat to me. This matter must be done quickly. It's over. But it was at that time that he told me that his next prey was Mr. Nakahara...Pfft!" Qiu Daimei put her fist against her lips and burst out laughing, "Holding, sorry, but all of this It went so smoothly, there was no need for me to guide him, he will naturally go to you. I asked him to put a photo of Mr. Zhongyuan on his legs to offer a reward for confirming your whereabouts, and he obediently did so. You Do you wonder why Aizawa Arima happened to meet you at that time?"

She pointed to herself and said word by word: "Because I made him wait in that coffee shop."

There has never been any accident in this world, it is just the result of the collision of plans.

"Just give the deputy warden a call and you'll know where you hang out most often. You should also understand the next thing. It's not enough to let Aizawa meet you, you have to let the suspect" The Legstealer's men threatened his life to touch the nerves in your brains to dig out his deeper secrets. And even if Mr. Nakahara didn't shoot at that time, I would try to kill Aizawa again, but that would be a bit troublesome. Things It’s great that it went so well.”

Agent Qiu Mei breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was really worried about what to do when the situation happened.In this "interrogation", Qiu Daimei restored the invisible part of the case with a very calm and logical expression, without coercion, completely voluntary, and even a little impatient.

Her criminal quality was simply frighteningly high.

"I'm curious." Osamu Dazai straightened up, tapped the table with his fingertips lightly, and asked indifferently, "Since you have spent so much trouble trying to get rid of Takeuchi, why didn't you just kill him yourself?"

Qiu Daimei has this ability, and can kill the opponent without anyone noticing.

"Then can I ask you a question first?" Qiu Daimei stared at him with a half-smile, "'What's the best way to suppress anger?'"

The fingers tapping on the table paused, and a strange atmosphere spread between them.

Tick ​​tick.

Connect the water hose.

Tick ​​tick.

Turn on the tap.

As long as it is for Limei, he is willing to do anything, even if it is to kill someone.

Mr. Akiyo watched the water flow slowly down through the water pipe, wet the floor, and then gradually surround Nakahara Chuya in the middle.The space below is too deep, and it may take some time to submerge the top of the head.He didn't know what Limei injected the other person, he only knew that this person was about to die unconsciously.But this has nothing to do with him. Li Mei said that these are people who will pose a threat to her. As long as he kills him, her threat will be reduced.

[Someone will come to arrest me later. 】

Qiu Daimei took out a needle tube from the neck of the person who fell on the ground, wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and said without raising his head——she was almost going to be slower than Nakahara Chuya, she But I am not confident that I can beat him when the other party is not drunk.

"What, what? What are you talking about, Satomi? Arrest, arrest or something..." Mr. Akiyo came out of the room because he heard the movement, but when he opened the door, he saw this scene, and he gasped in fright Taking a breath, his intuition told him that something bad was about to happen.

"Do you know that the case that is being rumored outside is the case I am investigating now?"

"Knowing is knowing but..."

"I am one of the murderers." Qiu Daimei spit out this shocking news without changing her face, skillfully tore off the hair band on her head and tied her hair up, ignoring her father who was standing blankly at the door, squatted down and put on her hands. Passing Zhongyuan Zhongye's armpit, he exhaled, "Come and help me, I want to hide him."

"No! Now is not the time to talk about this, you must be joking, right! Rimi!" Mr. Akiyo yelled in a panic, rubbing his face in collapse, "You are the murderer, how could you do something like that? Things! Only you! Only you can never kill!"

"Then you come and help me kill." Qiu Daimei let go of Zhongya Nakahara, stood up and stared at Mr. Qiu Dai, spread his hands indifferently, but it didn't seem like a joke, "Didn't you kill it before?" ? It’s okay to do it again now, right?”

This must be a dream!his daughter!It is impossible for his daughter to kill someone!I will not ask people to kill people!Yes he must be dreaming, just go back and sleep!

"If I don't kill him, I will die." Qiu Daimei saw his flinching, and suddenly slowed down her tone. The ferocious expression on her face disappeared without a trace, as if she had returned to her original state. The well-behaved girl said, "Dad, please help me once."

Mr. Qiu Dai walked out of the bathroom in a daze. The sound of water behind him had gradually moved away from his senses. He could not hear or feel anything.But he saw the photo on the cabinet, the family of three on it was as dark and unreal as if covered by a layer of black veil...

Yeah, why didn't he find out before.There is no such thing as happiness, there is only deep despair among them.

"Sorry..." He covered his face towards the photo.

it's dark.He looked out the window, maybe that's why the photo looked so gloomy.

Just make dinner...he thought in a daze, Li Mei must be hungry when she comes back next time, she hasn't eaten the meal she cooked for a long time, this time she must make a delicious meal for her.

Staggering, Mr. Akiyo stepped into the kitchen in the dark.

A throbbing pain came from the chest cavity.

Time is up.

Aki Daimi's facial expression distorted for a moment, but that only lasted for a few seconds, and she quickly returned to her look of ease, facing Osamu Dazai.

"You seem to have noticed."

"'Delaying time is the best way to suppress anger'...Plato." Osamu Dazai raised his forehead with a headache and stood up suddenly.

"It's too late." Aki Daimi stopped Osamu Dazai who was about to leave, and said slowly, "Listen to the sound of important things breaking in your ears."

It was a very, very soft sound, a snap, and it was gone.

Osamu Dazai stopped in his tracks, turned around, and squinted his eyes thoughtfully: "Do you know that there are two kinds of people who tell the truth honestly. First, those who want to get a lighter punishment from the police Conditions or to seek protection."

Qiu agent Mei smiled, noncommittal.

"Second, I never wanted to go out from here."

A brief silence.

"This is my crime aesthetics." Qiu Daimei stretched out her hand for the second time, held the glass on the table, and slowly moved it in front of her, "'If the crime is exposed, you don't have to live on', this is one of them A creed."

"Killing these nine women and refusing to get rid of Yuichi Takeuchi with your own hands is also one of your aesthetics?"

"Exactly." Qiu Daimei put the cup to her mouth and drank the water in the cup in one gulp. The liquid flowed down her throat into her stomach, feeling a burning sensation.

"Mr. Dazai, have you really been tricked?"

Why did you stop Mr. Nakahara at that time?And why did you let the other party go without saying anything?

She said this very lightly, and she didn't know if the other party heard it or not.The corner of the opponent's windbreaker flashed behind the door of the interrogation room. With a bang, the door was closed again.

Here.

Here is her answer to the third question.

Nan Kimura blocked Osamu Dazai at the entrance of the passage.

He crossed his arms and stood in front of him confidently, as if waiting for something.

Really can't pick the right time.Osamu Dazai sighed, took out a recording pen from his pocket and handed it over, then went straight around the other party, the windbreaker brought a burst of wind.

Nan Kimura's baby put away the recording pen, which is the perfect evidence against Qiu Mei.

"Aizawa and the others still haven't found any news about Zhongyuan!" He seemed to have thought of something and shouted at the back of Osamu Dazai who was leaving.

Dazai didn't answer.

Weird guy, Nan Kimura muttered.

At this time, one of the police officers suddenly rushed up from the side in a panic: "Officer Nan! Something is wrong! Officer Qiu Dai she she she she she..."

What?Nan Mucun was stunned.

Qiu Acting Mei is dead.

She lay prone on the table, holding her throat with both hands, her eyes widened in pain.Her lips were bright red, and her mouth tasted of bitter almonds.

is cyanide.

The police officer who had been watching from outside the glass said that the other party convulsed for a long time before foaming at the mouth and died without any symptoms before.Nan Mucun picked up the water glass she just drank, and gently sniffed the inner wall.

Has the same taste.

This cup was prepared by them in advance, so there must be no problem, so who and when did they poison it?

"C-could it be Mr. Dazai?" One of the police officers boldly guessed, "He is the only one who has had contact with the prisoner!"

"Are you an idiot! We searched him when he went in, and he didn't bring any poison except the recording pen!" Nan Mucun yelled angrily, thinking that the brains of his subordinates were just for decoration.

hateful!What went wrong!

It is almost certain that Zhongyuan Zhongyi will act as an agent for Meijia in the autumn.

Osamu Dazai quickened his pace, and immediately stopped a taxi after walking out of the police station.

Yo, bro, did your hand hurt?Got beaten up after arguing with your girlfriend?The driver cheerfully started the accelerator, thinking that it was fair to go to heaven, and after giving this man a good-looking appearance, he gave him a violent partner.

If you can get to this place in 5 minutes, I can pay you double the car fare.Osamu Dazai's words immediately blocked the driver's chattering mouth, and the car body shuttled across the road like an arrow off the string, causing bursts of sharp whistles.

Finally, when the driver was counting the change in his hand, he found a white object in the rearview mirror. He rubbed his eyes and turned around. As expected, there was a small white bottle on the back seat.

He reached over and took it. Was it left behind by the guest just now?

There was no label on the bottle, and he unscrewed it to see that there was nothing in it, except that there was some bitter almond smell.Is it for packing almonds?But would the average person use such a small bottle?

He scratched the back of his head, then screwed the lid on and threw it in the garbage bag in his car.

shame.

When Nakahara Chuya's neck was pierced by Qiu Daimei's needle, his mind was full of this word.He fell into the enemy's fist for the second time.

【Those who have no strength will die. 】

So is he now going to die for his incompetence?

The sound of breaking the water came from the ear, the restraints on the hands and feet were released, and they were pulled out from the icy cave. The water droplets slid down the skin, but the air could not enter the lungs for a long time.

so painful...

The vest on his body was torn off, and the snapped buttons jumped on the tiles, making a crisp sound.The hair on the forehead was picked apart by the cold fingertips, and the lower jaw was gently lifted.

A soft object stuck to his lips, bringing the air he desperately needed and the unique breath of the other party, urging the blood that was almost stagnant from the cold to flow again.

He heard a cough, which was his own proof that he was lucky enough to live with oxygen again.

"Really, how could you do something that I didn't succeed in?" A familiar, annoying voice that tickles your teeth.Nakahara Nakaya lay on the ground coughing violently, his eyelids that were glued together with water and dew opened little by little, and as expected, he saw that guy Dazai Osamu squatting in front of him.

"It's over, Chuya." Osamu Dazai threw out a nonsensical sentence, but it didn't feel abrupt when he thought about it carefully.

Zhongyuan also had many questions to ask and many things to do, but in the end he just lay on the ground covering his eyes with the back of his hand, and uttered two words out of effort:

"is it?"

That's it.

TBC