Chapter 87

  Considering the child needed rest and food, Nanzan exchanged with another policeman who came to relieve him, and together with Patrolman Suzuki, they escorted Seijuro and the child back to Sanrakuso in a two-man team.

  Seijuro listened to the police officer's report that the child had been found, his eyes gazing enviously at the child sitting in his arms savoring the delicious food that the owner of the mountain villa had specially made for the child. At the same time, he keenly sensed two sharp and fierce auras coming from the wooden door behind him that had just been opened.

  Whoever is tired for a day and is forcibly called out of the warm and cozy hot bed, probably won't be too happy. Cheng Zhou touched his neck, feeling a bit afraid and also a bit pleased with someone else's misfortune.

  Taking advantage of the opportunity when the police stood up to greet the newcomer and no one was paying attention, someone quietly stretched out his left hand, picked up the golden shrimp tempura from his "son"'s plate and threw it into his mouth.

  "Ah-woo!"

  The shrimp is gone. Staring at the left hand that only had a shrimp tail, and then looking at the little mouth in his arms that was stretched to its limits but still chewing non-stop, Cheng Zhou's left eyelid twitched violently twice.

  "Listen up, you little brat!"

  "What did you remind him of?"

  Chengzhou straightened up, his hands hanging down under the table secretly throwing the shrimp tail under the table, wiping his hands on his pants, sitting upright like a student being scolded by a teacher, looking straight ahead with both eyes.

  Right in front of him, across from a low table, sat a man with a serious expression and piercing eyes.

  Kawaua Kazuhiko!

  It was delightful to find that the thin, small man who had spoken for him during the day was also sitting beside Kawau. He wanted to smile at the kind-looking man, but just as he opened his mouth, he noticed Kawau glaring at him, and Seijun hastily closed his mouth again.

  Coward...

  So what if I'm a coward?

  Cheng Chou soon calmed himself down and continued being a coward with all seriousness.

  Being a coward isn't so bad, at least you can live two more years. — His mother said that.

  "From now on, I don't want to hear you tell a single lie. Whatever the police ask you, answer truthfully. I'll be your interpreter." Kawau spoke slowly and deliberately.

  Chengzhou nodded silently with an expressionless face as he listened to Jiang's words.

  Chen Gong stared at Cheng Chou for a moment, then turned to Officer Nan Shan sitting beside him and nodded that they could begin.

  "When did you arrive in Japan?"

  Didn't you ask this already this afternoon? "Yesterday at 3:30."

  "Have you ever been to Japan before?"

  "No."

  "Do you know anyone in Japan?"

  "No. Ah, Kawau-san, would you mind telling this police officer not to ask me questions he's already asked? It's a waste of his time and everyone else's, isn't it? Besides, this child... (points to the child in her arms) ...he probably needs a warm bath and a cozy bed. That's what he really needs. Heaven knows how much he wants to find a bed to lie down on right now."

  It wasn't until now, when he entered the house, that Kawabe saw the child in Seiyu's arms, and after glancing at the child for a moment, Kawabe quickly turned his head to whisper something to Suzuki behind him.

  Then, Suzuki whispered something in Nanzan's ear again.

  Nan Shan nodded, indicating understanding.

  The inquiry starts again.

  "Why didn't you stay at Shanzhuang Hotel last night and instead slept outdoors in the mountains?"

  "Because I got lost."

  "When did you run into this kid? What time was it about? What were the characteristics of the child at that time? Did he say anything?"

  "It was around one o'clock in the morning when I came down from a shrine and saw him with his butt exposed, wearing my shirt, sitting on my luggage, eating my dried food. Oh, that shrine is just above the stone steps where you found me this morning! The kid didn't say a word, just kept eating my dried food and throwing trash everywhere. That's him!"

  The slender young man let out a soft laugh.

  Does he also understand Huaxia language? Cheng Zhou just reacted now.

  "You said you found the child sitting in your luggage when you walked down the stairs?"

  Yes.

  "Was your luggage already open when you went up?"

  "No, not at all. Ah, now that you mention it, it is indeed very strange! Yes, my suitcase was locked, and I even added two more locks." Cheng Zhou suddenly realized this and exclaimed as if he had discovered a new continent.

  "Hey, little friend, do you know who opened my suitcase?" Cheng Zhou asked in a low voice next to the child's ear.

  The kid grabbed the pumpkin cake and stuffed it into his mouth, hugged the can of Coca-Cola with both hands, and sucked on the straw non-stop.

  This dead brat! Is my Japanese so bad? You're like you didn't even bring your ears when I ask you something. Furious!

  "Cough! Cheng Zhou, Officer Nan Shan is asking you how you found that bathroom last night."

  Cheng Zhou raised his head and met Kawau's icy gaze, his heart skipping a beat.

  "Hmm, I don't know either. Originally, I was looking for the kid, and as I walked along, I lifted my head and saw that bathroom. Then I saw that little ghost run into the bathroom, so I followed him in."

  "Oh?" Kawau furrowed his brow deeply, almost scolding: "Cheng Chou, you'd better tell the truth. You should know that lying at this time has no benefit to you."

  It's both frustrating and inexplicable, with a hint of anger. Cheng Zhou furrowed his brow, "I don't quite understand what you mean, could you please elaborate?"

  "You really don't shed tears until you see the coffin." Kawabe sneered.

  "Hah! Your Chinese is surprisingly good. Well, since that's the case, would you mind pulling out the coffin so I can take a look?" Mudman also had three parts of earthly nature, and Cheng Zhou was finally provoked by the other party's attitude, and couldn't help but retort.

  Kanai's mouth was shut tight, and a blue vein bulged out on his temples. After a while, he stated in a calm tone without any hint of anger:

  "The officer from Nanshan said, first, you were the first person to discover the crime scene. Second, you have no way to prove where you went and what you did last night. Third, tonight you again went to the murder scene. Fourth, you said you saw a child running into the bathroom, that's why you went in."

  However, the police officer in charge of guarding outside the public toilet and the patrol police did not see anyone or any animal entering or leaving the toilet, but you came out from inside with a child in your arms. How do you explain this?

  Chengzhou thought for a moment and replied:

  "First, the crime scene I found was told to me by Liu Rong, and George was also there at the time, and it was George who led the way. Second, this kid should be able to prove where I was last night and what I did, he spent the whole evening with me. Third, I went back there tonight because you asked me to go out and find the kid, and I got lost before finding my way there. Fourth, it's possible that the police officer guarding the scene didn't see me and the kid going in either because his eyesight is bad or he was not on duty and went to smoke somewhere. Who knows?"

  Kawau listened to his urgent answer and didn't have any special reaction, calmly turning around to translate for Suzuki and Nanzan.

  Alas, why did he have to go and make a fuss?

  This is it, look at Kawau's expression... Woe is him, he's definitely done for this time! When he gets back, he'll definitely be fired. Even if not, the director will definitely make things difficult for him.

  Waaah, mom, I'm sorry, maybe I'll have to come home and eat yours again.

  When he spoke, it was smooth and fluent. When he finished speaking, he began to feel anxious and fearful, like a small boat on the river. As he translated for the police officer, he lowered his head and whispered in the child's ear with all his might, using a soft voice that could almost drip water:

  "Little friend, I know you're the best little friend in the world. So, can you tell the police who your parents are, and what happened between us last night, and also about you running into that bathroom tonight? Is that okay?... Do you understand?"

  "Burp." The kid let out a big belch and possibly felt his ears itch a bit, so he raised his hand to scratch them.

  "Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Cheng Zhou felt both disappointed and worried.

  Now his innocence depends on this little devil to clear him.

  If the little devil doesn't say anything, the Japanese police will probably never believe him, which means he may be wrongly accused and sent back to his country with a murderer's name.

  It's even possible that he will never be able to return home and will spend the rest of his life behind bars in a foreign land, with a group of J-country murderers. And once he is sentenced to death...

  Mom, I'm sorry! I won't be able to support you in your old age. There's 12,000 yuan left in my bank account, consider it as the price for raising me for 26 years. Waaahhh!

  Chengzhou bit his lip, recalling that Japan's method of execution was hanging, and thinking that he would likely be hanged with a rope around his neck, struggling for fifteen minutes before finally spitting out his long tongue, eyes bulging, face flushed, and dying in a pool of feces and urine.

  "Little buddy, help your brother out, okay? Tell them the truth, okay?" The man's mouth drooped down, his pleading eyes looking at the carefree child sitting in his arms drinking soda.

  The kid might have drunk too much Coke and let out a series of burps one after another.

  "Little friend..."

  The child turned his head around and slapped his hand over his mouth with a "slap".

  "Shut up!"

  This stinky, small, ghost! A murderous intent shot out from Cheng Zhou's eyes.

  The little devil who had been unwilling to speak suddenly spoke up, and everyone's attention naturally focused on the big one and the small one. Needless to say, everyone looked at the bigger one with eyes full of accusation.

  "Perhaps it's better to separate the child from him for the time being, and also avoid teaching the child to lie." Nanshan whispered to Suzuki.

  "Hmm, it's just that we still don't know where this kid came from, and as you saw earlier, he refused to leave that Huaxia person. Suzuki puckered his lips, hugging his shoulders as he thought about how to achieve a win-win situation."

  Based on his years of experience in handling cases, including his intuition, he was telling himself that this Huaxia person was probably just an unlucky guy who happened to be there, and the murder case should have nothing to do with him.

  Generally, when foreigners commit crimes in Country J, there are two basic characteristics.

  Most of them do not have legal residence qualifications, and even no legal landing rights.

  Secondly, when Chinese people kill others, it is usually due to gang conflicts or issues of interest. Moreover, they seem to only like killing "their own kind", and rarely harm people from other countries.

  But the person in front of him, first of all, does not meet the first point, that is, he is a newcomer and has legally entered the country, and also has contacts in Country J. Secondly, although the identity of the victim in the public toilet is still being verified, from his external characteristics and personal belongings, he doesn't seem to be a rich person. If this Chinese person robbed and killed someone for money, it's not very convincing either. Moreover...

  Recalling the crime scene and the victim's corpse, Suzuki felt a sense of unease in his heart.

  He had seen many cruel, disgusting and perverted murder scenes, but this one was among the most shocking.

  If he said the murderer killed for money, he couldn't believe it at all.

  Xie Yingchuan is a psychopathic murderer, which seems even more ridiculous.

  Just like most people in this country, this Chinese man is clearly the type who would rather take a detour to avoid trouble. But there were indeed some suspicious points in Cheng Zhou's words, and it was no wonder that young Nan Shan, eager to make a name for himself, wouldn't let him go.

  And this child...

  Suzuki looked up at the child.

  About four or five years old, with a normal physical development, lovely and pretty face that everyone loves, skin white and rosy, looking healthy and tender, doesn't look like the abused child suspected by Huaxia people at all.

  In late October, a person appeared in the deep mountains without any clothes on. When they saw strangers, they didn't seem to be afraid. If it's said that he got separated from his family, why doesn't he cry for his mom like other lost kids?

  If he said that he ran out by himself, after a whole day of investigation, at least there was no similar case of children getting lost or separated in the nearby area. If he came from somewhere else, wouldn't a little kid walking on the road without clothes and barefoot attract attention and be reported to the police?

  Now that I think about it, the only possibility is that the child's family drove by this area, either intentionally abandoning him or the child sneaking out while the adults weren't paying attention.

  Judging from the fact that no one has reported a missing child so far, it is most likely that the child was abandoned on purpose.

  But why didn't the child have any extreme reaction? And why did he stick to this newly arrived Chinese in Japan? Is there a relationship between him and the perpetrator or victim?

  Suzuki looked at the child in bewilderment.

  Suddenly, Suzuki smiled awkwardly. Unbeknownst to him, the little boy, who had been staring at him all along, puffed up his cheeks in discontent and suddenly made a big scary face at him.