Looking For Murder
Papa Wa Anata Ga Inakute Samishiyo Beibi
Another one who is happy today. One reader that supports 2 authors abal-abal BASE since the beginning of the fight until we can have our own place to play. Happy birthday, Cikgu Eka (I wrote no use c, cz he ever protested 🤭. The world should not be equated with the real world, he said 🤣. The world is also.. ⁇ ️️️). Good luck always to your career and family. Blessed in life. Healthy and happy always. This chapter is special to you from our BASE team. Thank you for supporting us so far 🥰🥰🥰.
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The night is approaching. The clock on the wall shows at 11 p.m. Takagi relaxes his stiff body muscles. Leaning on his chair tonight somehow feels so comfortable. He's still here. In chamber. The Osaka police station. Busy yourself with tasks that come and go.
He had exchanged messages with Doctor Keiko, just asking for news. The woman replied to him an hour later, after he was in her house.
Geck.. Geck.. Geck..
Takagi's door opened, knocking someone.
"It's still here apparently. Go home, Sir. The right rest. How long, you've not been home?" Ask Kaoru.
"Two weeks" closed his eyes.
"Go home. If it is done, the work will be endless"
"You didn't go home by yourself?"
"I'm on guard duty tonight. Go home, Sir"
"Why are you so chatty"
"For your sake, dear Mr. Takagi"
Takagi took the ballpoint pen that was on his desk, and threw the poor thing towards the kaoru. Kaoru swiftly grabbed him and stuffed him into the front pouch of his shirt.
"Thanks, Bro. This expensive thing. Don't you regret having thrown it away"
"You're such a bitch"
"Ha ha ha ha"
Takagi got up from his seat. Take the suit that was stuck on the back of his chair and put it on. He patted Kaoru on the shoulder
"Thanks, Bro. I'll go home first"
He drove his vehicle at moderate speed. Split the hustle and bustle of Osaka city with the frenetic nightlife.
Once passing through Tobitha Shinci area, Takagi stopped his car. This is where the late Miss Ayumi worked. Lower-class embroidery areas legalized by the Japanese government. During the day this area is just a row of ordinary shops. But if night falls, the row of shops will turn into a glassless storefront that showcases beautiful women sitting sweetly in seductive poses. They will offer themselves to everyone passing by using Japanese. Next to the self-serving woman will sit a man who acts as an agent of the working woman se ks.
Takagi noticed the back and forth of tourists coming in and out of this area. By opening the window of his car, he observed the location of the police surveillance pole. From the surveillance pole that CCTV cameras managed to capture the incident how long before Miss Ayumi was found dead. The footage, which she saw earlier this afternoon, shows Ms. Ayumi at 4am, stopping a car that looked similar to Ms. Cho's ambush car. He looked happy as soon as the driver stopped and opened the window. I don't know what they're talking about. Not long after, Miss Ayumi got into the car. Unfortunately the position of the camera, can not show the face of the owner of the vehicle. Plus, the car glass is deliberately made opaque.
"Why is he so brave, early morning dawn stop a passing vehicle just hitchhiking home? Unfortunately, surveillance cameras are only in certain places. It is not known where the car took Ayumi, before it was found dead. Oh my God, I'm so tired" Takagi rubbed his face with both palms.
He then decided to continue his journey home. Forty minutes passed, and he arrived at his home. A comfortable and safe family apartment. He opened the door of his unit with a feeling that was difficult to describe. The apartment that has not been occupied for 2 weeks still looks clean and well maintained. Takagi does rent a housekeeper to clean his apartment periodically. Takagi stepped in, closing the door slowly. He took off his coat. Loosened the circular tie around his neck and removed the thing, putting it on the living room sofa. He stepped to the front of a room door that read "SEIRA". He grabbed the door handle and turned it around. The door to the room is open. A pink bedroom filled with a variety of dolls, looks so sad, in his eyes. Takagi stepped in, and stopped in front of a small nightstand near the door. He took a frame framing a photo of a little girl in white who had an eye bead similar to her mother smiling sweetly, kissing and holding her tight.
" Papa misses you so much, dear" . Without feeling it, tears were dripping down the corner of his eyes.
In the past, this apartment was so warm, and full of love. The apartment he bought after interviewing a blue-eyed Dutch girl. Rosanne, the girl he met accidentally at Sakura Cafe, who made him fall in love the first time he saw her.
Their household life was very happy, coupled with the presence of a princess in their midst. Little Seira grew up to be a beautiful, intelligent and adorable child. Takagi loved her more than himself.
Until one day, 2 years ago, the little girl who was only 4 years old, had to go home to the owner of life. Seira was killed by a biker dressed in black. Seira, who is walking with her mother, intends to buy a doll in a store. When the store was in sight, impatiently, he ran so that the mother's handrails were released. That's when that fateful event happened. Seira died on the spot. With a severe head injury. How broken Takagi and Rosanne's hearts are. Their beloved children must be forcibly snatched. What else the biker is still mysterious. The incident was the aftermath of a rape case committed by a Yakuza member who was handled by Takagi. Without a doubt he has made an arrest on Fumio Tanoue after all the evidence points to him.
Seeing that reality, Rosanne did not accept it. He blames Takagi for the death of their daughter. He broke the marriage bond and returned to his country. He also blocked all access to communication with Takagi.
Two crushing blows have overturned Takagi's life.
With great difficulty, Takagi got up. Trying to rearrange his life. Trying to let go and accept Rosanne's decision on their marriage. But his fond memories of the princess, could not simply disappear from his memory. The apartment and all that stuff, he still maintains. He only hoped that, one day, when he entered Seira's room, there would be no tears that would suddenly come down without permission in his eyes, but changing with a smile let go of the princess who was calm at His side.
Still clutching the photo, Takagi laid her body on a tiny mattress with a Hello Kitty bedcover. The hunger that gnawed at his body, he ignored. Slowly he closed his eyes, hoping that fatigue could bring him to dreamland and bring him to meet his little angel.
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