The person is small but the ghost is big 1312

  "A reporter from this station reported: On October 30th at noon, a dead body of an unidentified male was found in a public restroom near the valley of Mt. Mitake. The height is approximately 172 cm, weight about 55 kg, and age between 40 to 50 years old, with thinning hair on top."

  According to the police investigation, the deceased's characteristics match those of Kawabe Osamu, who was suspected of sexually harassing female employees within the company in the previous period. The cause of death is excessive blood loss. At present, the suspect in the murder of Kawabe Osamu has surfaced...

  Chengzhou's face showed a look of surprise when he saw the three words "Kawauji" appear on the screen.

  "Is this deceased person surnamed Kawai? I wonder if he has any relation to that Kawai Hiroshi?" Seishu muttered to himself as he sat on a legless back chair.

  "That Xiu Ming you think is a good person also has the surname Kawahashi." The kid who was sitting in front of the TV and not being honest turned his head and said to Cheng Chou with a giggle.

  "I know. I've heard others mention it in passing, and some people even say that he only got into the company because of his connections with Kawau and Hiro." Seijun thought to himself that this kind of person who likes to badmouth others seems to be everywhere, regardless of gender or nationality.

  "Maybe the three of them are relatives."

  "It's possible. Hey, little devil, can you tell me what they're saying on TV?" Cheng Zhou asked with curiosity.

  Although he opened his mouth, he didn't have much hope in his heart. After these few days of getting along, he had already felt that this little devil was very difficult to deal with. The more people begged him, the more he pretended to be aloof.

  It's strange that this time the kid didn't take Jiao and instead explained in detail as if afraid Cheng Zhou wouldn't understand:

  The TV said that the identity of the male corpse in the public toilet has been identified, and his name is Kawauji Osamu. According to the investigation, he was involved in a sex scandal some time ago, and due to compensation and being fired by the company, he became financially strained. He had even gone to threaten his brother's ex-wife to hand over the old house left by his mother.

  His elder brother's ex-wife, Azumabashi Chiyako, had a son named Kawabe Kazuhiko. Both the mother and son appeared on Mt. Takao on the day of the incident. Although his son Kawabe Kazuhiko has an alibi, Azumabashi cannot clearly explain her whereabouts on the day of the incident, so the police are currently intensifying their investigation into Azumabashi Chiyako because she had a clear motive for murder.

  Chengzhou stared blankly at the child, not because he was frightened by the mention of Kawahara Hiroshi in the incident, but because he was stunned by the child's non-stop chatter.

  "How old are you now?"

  "Hmm?" The kid smiled slyly, "Guess what?"

  "Listening to you speak, I thought you were at least over twenty and seemed educated. But looking at your appearance, if you said you're over six years old, I wouldn't believe it even if you killed me!"

  "I've... I myself have forgotten." The child hugged its shoulders and frowned, "I slept for too long, so many things are hard to remember all at once."

  Cheng Zhou's face was stern and serious as he asked in a solemn tone, "I'm asking you seriously, so please answer me honestly. Tell me, are you...?"

  Cheng Zhou wanted to speak but stopped himself, after all this was too absurd. Even if it often appeared in movies and TV shows, he still couldn't believe it would really happen in real life.

  "What is it?" The child narrowed his eyes.

  "Uh, never mind. I must have been thinking too much, maybe you're just a genius child with an IQ over 200. By the way, I saw Kawau go out today, don't know what he's doing in the evening. He looks like he has a lot on his mind."

  "You're just now realizing I'm a genius? Hmph, slow-witted fool!"

  "Hey! Who are you talking to? Don't you ever think about who's supporting you now? You little brat!"

  "Who are you calling a stinky little kid? Dumb old man!"

  "Hey! Who are you calling uncle?"

  "Don't call me 'feed'! Old man!"

  "Little old man?" Cheng Zhou was thoroughly enraged, suddenly standing up, his eyes blazing with anger as he strode towards Little Mao.

  "Ahh! Murder! Someone's gone mad and wants to kill my son!" The little devil scrambled up and ran all over the house, shouting as he went.

  "Stop right there! If I don't teach you a good lesson today, my name's not Cheng Zhou!"

  "You're not called Cheng Chou, you're called Sink Chou! Haha, it's all over, the boat has sunk, and an old man is going to drown! La la la~~~" The child was chased by Cheng Chou, jumping up and down with joy.

  "Hey you! Hey you!" Hearing himself being teased with something from his childhood again, the man was furious and almost went crazy.

  "I won't rest until I catch you today!"

  "Wait! Stop! Don't you want to know where Kawau went?" The child suddenly felt exhausted and jumped onto the low table, shouting loudly.

  "Don't want to." Cheng Zhou's eyes turned red as he grabbed the little scoundrel's collar.

  "Even if Kawau has left the mountain villa?" The child, who felt extremely humiliated being lifted by the collar, puffed out his cheeks. If I hadn't exhausted myself at that tree demon's hut earlier, how could you treat me like this?

  "Has Kawahito, that workaholic, left the mountain villa?" He thought the man had just gone out to buy something at a nearby store or something.

  "I heard from the village head that Kawabe has returned home."

  "Go home? Why? Is he no longer in charge of the meeting?"

  "The meeting seems to have been left to Xiū Míng to preside over. As for why he's in a hurry to go home, you'll know if you watch TV. Let go quickly!" The child shrieked.

  The child was threatened with a glare, and Cheng Zhou finally let go of his hand. Turning his head, he saw on TV that a woman covered her head and face with clothes, being taken into a car by the police from an old Japanese-style house.

  "This is Kawau's mother."

  "How did you know?"

  The kid gave Cheng Chou a disdainful look, "Can't you understand? It's what they said on TV."

  Chengzhou was infuriated by the kid's attitude, but he couldn't do anything about it. If you say fight for real, even if the little devil could endure it, he still wouldn't dare to do it. If it's just a threat, the little devil would think you're just farting.

  But... he still needs to teach this little devil a lesson! So that he knows who the real one in power is between the two.

  But can this little scamp be so easily bullied by him?

  In the end, who taught whom a lesson, apart from these two guys who made such a ruckus in the middle of the night that the whole mountain village could hear them, probably only the ghosts and gods know.

  On the third evening after Kayoko's mother was taken away by the police, Seiya learned from Shumei that Chiyo was released on bail the day after her arrest due to insufficient evidence, but Chiyo hanged herself in the old house that afternoon.

  The case fell into a quagmire, and every time you turned on the TV, you could see various news channels reporting speculation about whether Azuma Chiyoko had resisted public opinion and taken her own life.

  At the same time, some people have raised questions and are puzzled as to why Chiyako would kill another person. What kind of secret could she be trying to protect that would lead her to brutally murder Kawabe Osamu, who threatened her, and a private investigator?

  Criminal psychologists made a big show on the program. Each station had its own criminal psychologist to exclusively explain the psychology and behavior of the perpetrator of the two murders at Mt. Miwa, with the most common theories being that the perpetrator harbored extreme hatred towards the victim or that the perpetrator was psychologically abnormal.

  These experts believe that if it weren't for this, there would be few murderers who restrict the victim's movement after putting them to death, and use the blood to lure wild beasts to tear apart their bodies until the victim dies from excessive bleeding.

  The police suspect that the killer may have witnessed the victim being ravaged by wild animals and only left the scene after confirming their death.

  "But how could a woman in her fifties, of average build, possibly overpower Kawabe Osamu and that private investigator? Even if she managed to catch off guard the slender Kawabe Osamu, who was a relative, how could she also subdue this robust-looking detective, who must have been at least 170 or 180 centimeters tall?"

  Looking at the photo of the private detective on TV, Cheng Zhou felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

  The man in the photo was the one who had a quarrel with Xiuming at the gate of the mountain villa that night, but he clearly saw him "alive" at the murder scene!

  What's going on? Did he see...

  "Cheng Zhou? Cheng Zhou!"

  "What's wrong?"

  Cheng Zhou was startled by a pat on his shoulder and turned around to see Liu Rong's face close in front of him.

  "Everyone is discussing whether to go and pay respects to Kawahito's mother. I heard that Kawahito has taken a leave from the company to hold a funeral for his own mother. Shall we go together?" Liu Rong asked.

  Cheng Zhou sneered inwardly as he glanced at the crowd gathered in a semicircle in the living room, watching the news and chattering away.

  A bunch of spineless guys. As soon as they knew the murderer wasn't him, he immediately regained his courage. What's with saying: The room is too crowded, so we decided to go back and live there instead?

  Can't you even say "sorry"?

  The little kid sitting in the corner watching TV saw that Cheng Zhou's lips were moving but no sound was coming out, and he knew that this guy must be scolding several colleagues to death in his heart.

  The kid crawled over and tugged at his hem, this guy's expression was really too obvious, everything was written all over his face.

  "With your current state, you still want to climb up the corporate ladder? I think it's better for you to give up on that idea early." Little Mao whispered sarcastically into Cheng Zhou's ear.

  A blue vein bulged out on Cheng Chou's forehead. How detestable this little devil is!

  Although he knew that what Egg said was right, he was still very angry.

  Mind your own business! The man replied with a sideways glance.

  I'm too lazy to care about you! The kid glared back at me.

  "Alright, alright, what's going on with you two again? Not enough that the whole manor knew about your argument the night before last? Are we afraid we haven't seen a good father-son relationship before?" George said with a smile, sitting next to the gloomy-looking Xiū Míng.

  "Haha!"

  Everyone recalled the excitement of the night before last and burst out laughing, momentarily dropping the heavy atmosphere. Even Xiū Míng slightly curled up the corner of his lips. This father-son pair was about to become a famous attraction in Shan Le Zhuang.

  "That's settled then. Tomorrow we'll take the cable car down the mountain and have J's company arrange for a car to pick us up and take us to his home in Chengdu to pay our respects to his mother. Xiūmíng, can you please contact your company about this?" Liu Róng said, not waiting for Chéngzhōu to respond, taking charge of the arrangements himself.

  Xiū Míng nodded silently.

  Seongju looked at Su-myeong and thought that this person was really concerned about his relatives, Kawabe and Hiroshi. It is said that Kawabe was not listed as a suspect because of his testimony.

  The next day, under the leadership of Xiù Míng, thirty-three participants in the AHS sales elite exchange meeting, excluding Japanese staff, took a bus to the Kawabe old residence.

  Originally, some people didn't want to come, but after hearing that the Kawau family had prepared a feast to entertain those who came to pay their respects, their desire to experience Japan's mourning customs outweighed their aversion to death, so these people also ended up coming. Oh, and there was also a little kid who refused to leave his dad's side.

  The narrow parking lot in front of the old mansion was already full of cars. It's said to be full, but actually only two cars were enough to fill it up. Fortunately, the Kawabata residence had put up a sign directing people who came to pay their respects to a large parking lot nearby.

  "Wouldn't it be strange if we were to meet?" Cheng Zhou whispered to Xiu Ming beside him.

  Ever since he came to Japan, he has encountered one strange thing after another. Now, he even has to attend a funeral. No matter how he thinks about it, he feels uneasy in his heart. He is especially afraid that he will inexplicably see some things that he does not want to see.

  "No," Hidemasa replied in a low voice. "Generally speaking, our country's funerals and farewell ceremonies don't require invitations like weddings do, so anyone can come."

  As he spoke, Xiū Míng led the crowd towards the main gate.

  For the convenience of those who come to mourn, the main gate of the mansion has been open for the past few days.

  "Isn't a funeral usually held at a funeral home?" Liu Rong asked from behind.

  Everyone took turns removing their shoes at the entrance and walking into the house.

  "It's not necessarily the case, some people also hold it at their own home. Hello, we are colleagues of Kawau, representing all employees of the company to offer condolences to Mr. Kawau." Hidemasa said with a bow to the funeral assistant in charge of reception in the living room.

  The assistant knelt down on the floor and bowed: "Thank you, please sign."

  Xiu Ming picked up the pen on the low table, signed "AHS Company personnel" on the flowing water paper, and wrote down the amount of incense money. At the same time, he took out the prepared incense envelope with both hands and handed it to his assistant who was kneeling behind the table. The assistant lit the incense on the table and handed it to everyone separately.

  Cheng Zhou took the letter from Xiang, but didn't know what to do next. Xiao Mao's head entered the room and started looking around, seemingly interested in everything inside.

  This is a living room of about 10 tatami mats, facing the living room is a kitchen of about 6 tatami mats, on the left are two Japanese-style rooms, one with about 8 tatami mats and the other with about 6 tatami mats.

  To the right of the living room, there is a staircase leading to the second floor. To the right of the reception area are the toilet and bathroom. The doors to the kitchen and the Japanese-style room were open, and the two interconnected rooms had temporarily become a mourning hall.

  Standing in Cheng Zhou's position, you can clearly see Kawau and a young woman kneeling in front of the altar.

  There were very few people bidding farewell and paying their respects in front of the altar, and those who came seemed to be neighbors from nearby.

  Seijuro noticed someone was staring at him, shifted his gaze and found a middle-aged man with a slightly protruding belly sitting beside the dining table in the dining hall. Soon he recalled that this person was Detective Suzuki whom he had met last time.

  Suzuki was facing a young policeman in uniform, Nan Shan, an old acquaintance of Cheng Zhou.

  "Let's go, we'll first pay our respects at the shrine." Xiù Míng also noticed Suzuki and the two of them nodded to each other as he spoke to Chéng Zhōu.

  Chengzhou grabbed onto Xiūmíng, "Will we see a corpse?" He had an ominous feeling in his heart.

  "I'll go, but I think her face will be covered. I've heard that Chiyako's expression at death wasn't very pleasant..." Hidemasa's face showed a sorrowful and slightly pained look.

  "Is that so......" Then can I not go in?

  "Coward." someone whispered beside his leg.

  Cheng Zhou lightly pinched Xiaomao's cheek as a warning and then stepped into the living room with Xiuming.