Chapter 810

Uesugi Muneyuki was speechless about Nango Yui's situation.

He had intended to subject Nango Yui to righteous contempt and the humiliation of the strong, but he seemed to suddenly think of something and thus closed his mouth, indicating that he should be given some time to conduct the autopsy.

That is, to communicate with Tanaka Seiichi.

But when Tanaka Seiichi saw Uesugi Muneyuki suddenly able to understand his words, he immediately launched into a tirade.

"Throwing thunder building, smelly west!"

Uesugi Muneyuki slightly furrowed his brow.

This sounded like a Fukuoka accent, quite obviously a Kyushu dialect; Sakura also speaks some Kyushu dialect, but after moving to Tokyo, Sakura deeply despised and detested the Kyushu accent on herself; now she is famous and busy, yet she still specifically hired a teacher to correct her accent and strives to integrate into Tokyo's traditional circles.

For example, he often hears Asuka imitating Sakura's morning accent she learned: "Tea can brighten the eyes! Brew a pot high and get the child."

"Your damn dead mother, what are you looking at? Looking at my corpse nice to see? Your buddies are all damn fools, coming over to glance two eyes, write a report, then pat the shit and leave, who the hell cared about me?" Seeing Uesugi Muneyuki zone out, Tanaka Seiichi immediately increased his output, forcing Uesugi Muneyuki to listen to him. "Okay, okay, you speak, I'll listen first!" Uesugi Muneyuki gestured to calm down, I have patience.

"Damn, you know my name? Ah, yeah, you look at my staff ID. Yeah, I'm Tanaka Seiichi, from Iizuka City, Fukuoka Prefecture, came up to Tokyo fourteen years ago, worked as a systems engineer for damn eight years, thirty-five years old, unmarried, no kids, no house, no car, even dead nobody would collect my corpse one by one oh, collect damn, you damn come collect damn."

"I get off work at nine every day, clock out at ten at night, rest two days a month. You calculate the numbers one by one, each month two hundred sixty hours, hourly wage twelve hundred gate, enough to buy a bowl of ramen? My take-home annual income isn't enough four million, deducting pension and medical welfare pension, each month pocket gets twenty-six or twenty-seven thousand. Twenty-six or twenty-seven thousand! Tokyo, you big shot! Renting a place sixty-eight thousand, water, electricity, gas twelve thousand, phone plus internet fee eight thousand, transportation fee company only provides periodic passes, excess I pay myself, each month left how little? Not even fifty thousand cloth!"

"I live alone, eat simply, don't buy clothes, don't go out to play, just barely scraping by. But buy a house? You talking to me about buying a house? I can't even save the down payment fraction! Getting married? Dating? Calculate the damn numbers! Which girl would dare to follow me? Living in Saitama's 1LDK, commuting one hour, monthly salary getting twenty-six thousand one I tell you, I tried using dating apps, the moment they hear my income, they directly block me!"

"The damn funniest thing is what you know or not?" Tanaka Seiichi continued his furious rant: "It's Tokyo girls. Each and every one are outsiders who came up to Tokyo, from Akita, from Aomori, from New Jeje, same as me, country girls. But but the moment they hear my Fukuoka accent, they immediately twist their faces, as if I ate damn shit damn. Throwing thunder building, smelly west, your Akita chirp where in winter freezes to damn leaves, you again doing well where? Acting like what Tokyo young lady?"

Uesugi Muneyuki was somewhat at a loss, although the other's accent was heavy, he could generally understand what the other was saying.

Sakura, say you huh!

"I every day after work return home, rinse off, then fiddle with phone brushing 'Observer Net', brushing two or three hours, watching three country folk making noise in America, making noise in Hair Country, watching how this world is unfair, after watching I feel really good, truly."

"But ……" his voice lowered, "but this year is different. I'm thirty-five (in East Asian age reckoning). Previously I worked overtime until two a. m., second day rose at seven, rinsed and felt spirited. Now? Overtime until ten p. m. return home, second day morning rise, facing the washbasin vomit one one truly vomit, bile water all vomited out."

Uesugi Muneyuki now found it somewhat hard to laugh.

He was similarly, after the Special Mission Division began operations, from July to now mid-September, he alone conducted autopsies on a total of 310 corpses! Leaving home after eight a. m., arriving home at eight or nine p. m. is routine, the whole person non-stop turning busy to death, rest days still need to go to Fuji to record programs and film 'Hand of God', then finally having one or two days of overtime extra rest time, Mai Xuejie and Eirina, Minami and others would immediately swarm over.

The pain of the middle-aged man, he somewhat understood.

That is, because of the large number of Death Soul Contracts giving him an extremely strong need, otherwise if changed to an ordinary man, he would have long ago felt physiological disgust like his older brother.

Likewise, if not for the power of the Four Wisdom Kings bolstering him with abundant energy and giving him a sense of accomplishment in his work, he would have long ago grown weary.

"Just last Sunday." Tanaka Seiichi's voice became very soft, soft as if talking to himself: "I rarely rest one day, stubbornly went to Shinjuku for a stroll. Morning nine o'clock, I throat station front mouth coffee shop exterior passed by, saw three foreign tourists one by one should be British, speaking English one by one sitting there eating breakfast. Seafood well, salmon roe, sea urchin, sweet shrimp. I saw the menu: three thousand gate per person. Three thousand gate! Three people just nine thousand gate! My monthly food expense first gets forty-five thousand, but country folk one meal breakfast eats my seven days of money. But country folk are so happy, laughing loudly, waving phone around taking photos, after taking still need to post online."

"I stood there looking for five minutes. Then I walked back to the station, bought a ticket to enter the gate, throat month stood there for one hour. I endure, why can country folk be so happy? Why do I achieve dog damn, one month rest two days, year year get D grade, can't transfer to regular, can't see future, but country folk can on an ordinary Tuesday morning use three thousand gate to eat one breakfast my daily food expense? Where did I go damn wrong? I study, I take qualification exams, I burn midnight oil, I face superiors laughing until facial muscles twitch, I ultimately did damn wrong what?"

"So you just ……" Uesugi Muneyuki nodded.

"I want country folk to know, in this world someone miserable enough to want to blow themselves up, only then can country folk pause low to glance one eye, but the first to touch my bag, was JR station staff." Tanaka Seiichi ranted: "But same as me, also corporate slave, I damn"

This word contains too many things.

Apology, regret, despair, self-mockery, and still a little bit one by one only a little bit one by one on this absurd world's last lingering attachment. Alas the person lacks culture, a single "damn" word walks the world.

Soon, after the exchange ended, Uesugi Muneyuki rose.

"Confirmed then?" Nango Yui habitually asked, and upon seeing Uesugi Muneyuki rise, the nearby crowd of police, subway security personnel, and JR East director Minami Takeshi who was peeking redirected their attention to Uesugi Muneyuki.

His judgment will directly determine the subsequent direction of this case.

"It is suicide, the bomb extremely likely was self-made." Uesugi Muneyuki calmly said: "At the scene no other suspicious traces were found, from his body viewed, whether body or spirit he had reached the limit, this person should be a typical corporate slave, the bomb should be he using basic knowledge to assemble and bring in, he initially should have intended to act during rush hour, but seemingly because too many people or unwilling to harm too many people failed, finally dragged until rush hour ended before finding space and opportunity."

It is suicide!

Uesugi Muneyuki confirmed it is suicide!

Good grief~~

JR East immediately celebrated triumphantly, cheering victory!

Today is again a normal day!

Returning to the Metropolitan Police Department, the Special Mission Division was operating in an orderly manner.

At this time Uesugi Muneyuki returning to the Special Mission Division instead became a hands-off manager, all matters handed over to others to handle, he returned to the office within closed eyes resting a while, then went to the Forensic Identification Division to examine the next corpse.

Time arrived afternoon, Uesugi Muneyuki again while examining the traffic accident corpse report near Kichijoji Station, Nango Yui knocked and entered, he held his phone: "Uesugi-san, that police station discovered, Tanaka Seiichi this guy's phone account browsing history, he every day after returning home must brush two or three hours of 'Observer Net', and furthermore on social media posted large amounts of anti-foreigner rhetoric, everything just as you expected, this guy is just a loser, 3D person."

Uesugi Muneyuki rolled his eyes, sighed.

"Nango, do you think, will brushing 'Observer Net' all day, laughing at American racial discrimination, laughing at European white left holy mother, laughing at India's filthy chaos, laughing at Koreans who can't afford watermelon, are all losers, 3D persons?" Uesugi Muneyuki ranted.

"Is it not so?" Nango Yui ranted: "In Kyoto University's course on legal reform, that French professor said, the gangster's final refuge is nationalism, all day immersed in false community winning winning winning……essentially it is a losing study." "No……you probably don't know, I also like brushing 'Observer Net'." Uesugi Muneyuki smiled and shook head: "Put bluntly, showing off is humanity's rigid need, while following the black and following the win is the kind needing least cost, I need not pay any cost to obtain sufficient emotional value, why not?"

"Ah? Uesugi-san you also watch this stuff?" Nango Yui felt very surprised.

"Of course watch ah, seeing Indian nickel brat's aloe juice I also laugh clean and hygienic, seeing Korean birth rate world bottom but nationwide has over ten million pet heads, baby carriages on street full of cats and dogs I also laugh, seeing a bunch of white headscarves in French subway crowding causing disturbance shouting free transportation, seeing U. S. Chicago because of continuous zero-purchase activities causing downtown Walmarts to close one after another, Sam's and Costa supermarkets not having to hire a few people holding AR-15 private security at the entrance, I also will enjoy, thinking you chose what idol, what's this? Since this can make me happy, why not?" Uesugi Muneyuki shook head repeatedly: "In the end, these are merely a kind of psychological compensation, not to speak of high-low noble distinctions." "If you say so……then yes, in traditional leftist theory, marriage, nation, ethnicity these are all human constructs, should not have high-low distinctions, deconstruct family, ethnicity, nation, even all identity markers, achieve humanity's great unity common progress, is the leftist ultimate goal." Nango Yui shook head: "This how possible? However I do feel, living like this is very tragic…"

"Tanaka Seiichi's main problem still is, you can follow the win, you can follow a laugh, but your life cannot consist only of this." Uesugi Muneyuki nodded: "This thing should not be your whole life, but Tanaka relies on this to live, then he (he morning vomited clean saw several British tourists laughing heartily eating big meal then associated with himself completely broke down)……this also reflects a dilemma in current Japanese society, class solidification, economic downturn, toiling over a decade as dispatched employee still difficult to marry buy house wife children, but body already gradually failing, besides brushing small videos to self-soothe, what else can he do? Like Date chasing little idols?"

"Also not impossible." Nango Yui laughed.

"Chasing idols requires money and leisure! He monthly does have fifty or sixty thousand yen disposable, but does he have time? He not overtime does have time, but thus would he have fifty or sixty thousand disposable?" Uesugi Muneyuki ranted: "The bricklayer's hands cannot embrace you, but if embracing you then cannot lay bricks."

"Uesugi Chief." Nango Yui finally spoke with serious tone, voice not loud but very clear: "Are you sympathizing with him? He jumped tracks suicide that's fine, but he also maimed two people with the bomb!"

"No." he said: "I am merely stating facts. Sympathy is a luxury only the living deserve."

"Living itself is a kind of cultivation."

"If unable to thoroughly resolve such problems, then those jumping subway tracks to suicide will forever not decrease, no matter how you increase inspections, guards, monitoring or even simply shut down, it's all the same, so-called breaking mountain bandits easy, breaking heart bandits hard." Uesugi Muneyuki tapped his fingers on the desk surface: "I conducting autopsies this way, is merely treating symptoms not root cause."

"Regarding this……Uesugi-san, I also want to ask you, about before Kashiwagi Keichō's case, clearly the Director General already assigned it to Kashiwagi-san, why do you still participate?" Nango Yui suddenly asked.

"Because if a case, the Metropolitan Police Department does not entrust it to me, then am I unable to know the case details? Further, if the National Police Agency this group intentionally routes some cases around to avoid letting me contact, am I then utterly unable?" Uesugi Muneyuki said blandly: "The principle of listening to all sides brings clarity, partial listening brings darkness, Kashiwagi Jin there remains a line, also an information channel, the Metropolitan Police Department finds it hard to have anyone able to simultaneously route around both of us, if truly able to route around, then it indicates the case itself is unimportant."

"I can refrain from handling, but I at least want to understand, and I want to let the opposite side (referring to National Police Agency) know, I can participate, also can refrain, but this is my choice, not yours."

"Indeed so." Nango Yui heartfelt sincerely nodded.

Not bad is Uesugi-san!

The man who can open the Great Inner Chambers at Sakuradamon!

Just as Nango Yui wanted to continue discussing philosophical depth with Uesugi Muneyuki, Ikeda Erena suddenly knocked: "Muneyuki, news! Come out!"

Uesugi Muneyuki and Nango Yui exchanged a glance, immediately came out.

……Latest news, around eleven this morning, three bodies were found inside a detached residence in Kawaguchi City, Saitama Prefecture. The deceased were a forty-one-year-old woman residing in the residence, her seventeen-year-old eldest daughter, and her fourteen-year-old second daughter. According to police disclosure, all three suffered fatal injuries from sharp weapons, with time of death preliminarily judged to be between last night and this morning. The residence showed clear signs of rummaging and missing belongings, and……and traces of sexual assault were found on the bodies. The scene was extremely horrific; the officer in charge of the initial inspection said, "In my twenty years on the force, I have never seen such a horrific scene."

The television footage switched to the exterior of the residence. An ordinary two-story detached house, with off-white exterior walls, a silver light automobile parked at the entrance, and the curtains on the second-floor windows half-drawn, revealing a corner of floral fabric.

Outside the police cordon, a crowd of neighbors and passersby gathered—some covered their mouths, some lowered their heads to look at their phones, and an elderly woman was wiping her tears with a handkerchief. "The Wuyu County Police Headquarters has established a Special Investigation Headquarters; currently, it is considered highly likely that the perpetrator is an acquaintance. Police are conducting individual interviews with nearby residents, the victims' relatives, colleagues, and classmates……"

Uesugi Muneyuki stared at the screen, his brow furrowed tightly.

Lately, the wind has been rather noisy, hasn't it!

What on earth is going on?