"Yeah." She nodded, with some ideas in her mind.
Nearby, you can start with Kuwahara - but if this person is the mastermind behind the scenes, then her operation will directly send her away.
Yun Tuan turned up his sleeves and took a look. He had a lot of bruises from climbing into the ventilation duct, and his wrists were also red and swollen.
"You feel like you were beaten. Why is it so serious?"
Jinghe's eyes widened and his hand stopped playing with the memory card.
"Suzuki dumplings have thin skin and tender flesh. A slight bump will leave marks, which is convenient..." Yun Tuan said, putting down his sleeves, and the moment he lowered his eyebrows, he turned into a weak victim. Jing He just watched his teammates walk out the door, dumbfounded.
"She, she..."
Jing Yu was not surprised, took the memory card and continued playing, "She lied."
……
Apartment on the first floor.
Yun Tuan pinched his sleeves and wandered in front of Kuwahara's house, looking a little embarrassed.
Click.
The door opened from the inside, and Kuwahara poked her head out, her face sickly pale. Seeing the visitor, she raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Officer Suzuki? What's wrong with you?"
"Something happened and I didn't know where to go. I just walked and ended up here."
Yun Tuan lowered his head, his eyes were slightly red, and he took half a step back.
Kuwahara caught a glimpse of the redness and swelling on Suzuki's wrists and the looming scars under his sleeves, and immediately sighed, "It's cold outside, you come in first."
"...Thank you."
Yun Tuan lowered his voice slightly, pretending to be hoarse.
Kuwahara's home is very girlish, with light macaron colors as the main color, a light pink bead chain swaying in the wind, and a Sunny Day doll hanging on the window edge.
In just a few seconds, the cloud lowered its head again. The air here was not flowing, and she smelled a strange smell of meat.
The aroma is quite fragrant, but it doesn’t whet your appetite.
Kuwahara poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yun Tuan, "Did you get beaten by Takahashi?"
"No, according to the bureau, it was a fight."
Yun Tuan said, pinching the injured area. The area was warm and the pain was not strong, but it looked very serious. It seemed that the palm of his hand would fall off his arm with the skin and bones in the next second.
"It's not a disadvantage, but have you thought about it? Do you want to stay with such a man?"
Kuwahara took a fruit knife and stabbed it horizontally into the watermelon. The angle and strength were like stabbing someone.
Yun Tuan was sitting on a soft cushion, feeling that the carpet under his feet felt a little strange. Through the thick cotton socks, it was still oily and smooth, close to... human hair.
"No, he and I will probably go back to living together, we have nothing to do with each other, it will be fine."
As Yun Tuan spoke, he suddenly heard a strange muffled sound.
Dong——dong——dong——
She occasionally passed by the temple before, and when the devout believers kowtowed, their foreheads hit the ground, which was the sound.
Kuwahara locked up someone?
Yun Tuan took the fruit plate from Sang Yuan and said thank you.
"You want to stay here? The rooms next door and upstairs are vacant. This apartment belongs to the Takahashi family. Anyway, Officer Suzuki is handling the case for Mr. Takahashi. Just tell them."
Sang Yuan sat on the right side of Yun Tuan, picked up the ball of wool and continued to knit clothes.
"Stop talking about this, why didn't Sister Kuwahara go to the store today?" Yun Tuan picked up the smallest piece of watermelon with a fork and threw it into his mouth.
The fruity smell dissipated the meaty smell that had been lingering in the nose, and the watermelon juice oozed out, making it too red in color.
Kuwahara suddenly stopped what he was doing, "Today is Sato's birthday."
The clouds stopped.
"You have heard what they said a long time ago. I have no children, so the engagement was terminated."