The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

As the medicine seller's ruthless words fell, the carriage fell into dead silence.

"How can this be..." Nomoto Chiyo slumped in her chair with lifeless eyes.

What truth? She didn't know it at all. Was she going to die?

The middle-aged woman rushed over and grabbed the medicine seller's sleeve, feeling so scared that she couldn't express it: "You can't be so cold-blooded!"

"People died. Those were two lives! Do you want the rest of us to die too?!"

"You must have a way, please, I can't die, my husband died early, and my mother-in-law still needs my care."

The middle-aged woman covered her face and sobbed, looking really desperate.

"He said it at the beginning. The only one who can save you is you."

Seeing their confused faces, as if they didn't know where to start, Qinghe sighed softly.

Fine--

This time, most of them were indeed not the perpetrators, so it was normal that some of them were confused.

Qinghe picked up the winning ticket that the middle-aged woman had crumpled up and thrown on the ground. After spreading it out, the name of the winner was revealed.

She held up the winning ticket and showed it to the middle-aged woman: "Let's start with this ticket. Who is Shojiro Sakai?"

Wasn't it said that her husband had died a long time ago? Why was she holding a lottery ticket that belonged to a man?

And she didn't seem to have any interest in trying out the subway, so why would she get on the train for this man?

The middle-aged woman's expression was blank for a moment, the choice between saving her life and preserving her innocence torn back and forth in her mind.

Nomoto Chiyo was even more anxious than the middle-aged woman: "Hurry up and tell me! Is this more important than life?"

"...He is..." The middle-aged woman closed her eyes and spoke with difficulty: "He is my lover."

"You're having an affair with a strange man? You're cheating!" Chiyo Nomoto accused loudly.

The middle-aged woman didn't know whether she was angry or ashamed. She shouted back, "Otherwise, am I going to be a widow for the rest of my life for a dead man?"

"I'm only 35 years old. I have to take care of my mother-in-law forever. Should I live the rest of my life so carelessly?"

The middle-aged woman scratched her ears, and said with sadness: "I can only pursue my own happiness secretly, for fear that my mother-in-law will find out one day..."

"But why? Is it wrong for me to want to live my own life?!"

The middle-aged woman does not think she has done anything wrong. Why should she be bound by the secular world and have to accept her fate of being a widow?

"So...that's why I don't want to say that I heard it!" The middle-aged woman scratched her ears hard.

The medicine seller asked, "What did you hear?"

The middle-aged woman recalled what happened that day: "Shojiro and I agreed to meet at the hotel outside the station. In the morning, I heard a quarrel outside."

"There was a woman yelling and calling people scum and villains... I thought it was just a normal quarrel at first."

"But the police soon came to my house and said that someone had died at Kirihara Land Bridge. They asked me where I was at the time and if I had any clues..."

The middle-aged woman scratched her ears until they bled, but she didn't stop: "I can't possibly tell them that I was dating my lover at the time, right?"

"I don't know her. There should be other witnesses anyway. It doesn't matter if I'm missing..."

Nomoto Chiyo angrily pointed at the middle-aged woman and said, "You didn't testify because you wanted to hide your affair?!"

"What qualifications do you have to say that about me!" The middle-aged woman slapped Nomoto Chiyo's hand away: "It's better than you giving false testimony!"

"You are interfering with the investigation of the case and will be held legally responsible!"

"Me!" Nomoto Chiyo felt her mouth itchy. She stretched out her hand to scratch it. "I just wanted to be in the newspaper... Who knew the police would take it seriously without even investigating..."

One is pretending to be deaf and the other is telling a lie.

Now we have figured out why the cat hates two of them, leaving three people.

Haruka loosened his grip, letting the winning ticket float back to the ground.

She looked at the driver who was huddled in the corner and asked, "Mr. Driver, you really didn't know when you ran over Miss Setsuko?"

The driver's face was pale, and he scratched his arm: "I... by the time I reacted, it was too late to brake..."

He got up at around four in the morning and was very sleepy. Who knew there would be people on the railway tracks so early in the morning?

By the time he came to his senses and realized there was a person in front of him, he had already missed the best time to brake.

"If we brake again, it will cause an accident. Anyway, she is already...already dead..."

Then just treat it as a wild cat and it won't have any impact, right?

"What if she wasn't dead by then?" Qinghe went there to take a look.

At that height, even if you hit the ground head first, it would take some time to die completely.

Besides, Setsuko Ichikawa was pushed down, so it was impossible for her not to struggle.

It is very likely that Setsuko Ichikawa broke her bones and was unable to escape on her own, so she was expecting the driver to find her and brake to rescue her.

However, the result was obvious. The negligent driver only saw her clearly at the last moment and chose to run her over.

Driver, do nothing.

The driver's lips were trembling, and he was scratching his arm desperately, "I...I...I didn't mean to..."

Having said that, everyone present had an idea in their mind.

No matter how innocent they claimed to be, each of them concealed a fact that could save Setsuko Ichikawa.

jingle--

The scale attached to the roof of the car made a sound.

"Click, click, click, click..." The sound of high heels could be heard in the carriage.

The scales tilting one after another also symbolizes that something invisible is approaching step by step.

Finally, it stopped in the middle of the carriage, and one of the armrests slowly dropped down, as if someone was using it.

Everyone held their breath and pressed closely against the wall of the carriage.

"Who is that woman?" the child suddenly asked.

He originally wanted to get answers from others, but he found that everyone's expressions became extremely horrified because of his words.

"What woman?" Nomoto Chiyo had a bad guess.

The child started to get scared. He pointed to where the handrail was hanging down and said, "It's right there! A short-haired woman in a white suit holding a cat!"

"Can't you see it?!" The child took two steps back and hid behind the medicine seller: "Mr. Medicine Seller can see it too, right? It's right there!"

"I, can't see."

The medicine seller cannot detect hidden monsters with the naked eye, so he needs the Libra warning.

The cat appeared a little faster than the medicine seller had expected, and more calmly than he had expected.

"I saw it." Kunikida stared at that location intently.

The woman holding the cat was the woman he saw on the bridge that day.

Kunikida knew who she was: "Ichikawa Setsuko."

〖Meow--〗

The cat's meow that came out of nowhere made everyone start screaming wildly again.

"Did you all hear that? Here she comes!"

"Is a monster coming?! Help! I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"Mr. Yaolang, please save us!"

There are two more.

"Shh, be quiet." Qinghe asked them all to be quiet.

She looked at the trembling child and continued to unravel the mystery: "You are working part-time as a milkman, right?"

"Yes, yes." The child rubbed his eyes and replied hesitantly.

"You'll be delivering milk around Kirihara Land Bridge around five in the morning?"

The child rubbed his eyes until they were red, but he didn't notice: "Well. Actually, that day, I saw..."

He saw a woman wandering on the bridge that day, but he was in a hurry to deliver milk and didn't take it seriously.

But after delivering the milk, he felt a little worried, so he went back to Kirihara Land Bridge to take another look.

When he went over, the woman had disappeared.

"I saw a man lying on the bridge looking down with a panicked look on his face."

The child's eyes were itchy and painful, and no matter how he rubbed them, it didn't get any relief.

"Then I heard someone had died over there, and I was wondering whether I should tell the police about it."

"But before I could think clearly, the police closed the case as suicide, so I thought, maybe it was just a coincidence."

Child, turn a blind eye.

"It hurts so much, my eyes hurt so much..." The child rubbed his eyes frantically, trying to relieve the pain.

Nomoto Chiyo scratched her mouth: "What's going on? My mouth is itchy."

The middle-aged woman's ears were covered in bloodstains, all from her own scratches: "My ears are so itchy, so itchy, so itchy..."

The driver was also scratching his arm: "My hand hurts and it itches, let me go, let me go..."

The middle-aged woman collapsed: "Didn't you say that if we tell the truth you will save us? Hurry up!"

The medicine seller looked at the reporter who had been very quiet from beginning to end and said, "There is one more."