“Missing?”

Hirata lowered his head in surprise and looked at the sad Mika Hanasekawa.

"Well, because I didn't see you yesterday morning and haven't come back yet."

Mika came out of Hirata's arms, her eyes full of worry.

"Don't worry, what are the specific clues? Did Mrs. Hanasekawa disappear at home or when she was out?"

Hirata asked her.

"In the morning she said she wanted to meet a friend, and then she went out and never came back."

"What friend?"

Hirata asked.

"We have learned that the woman named Yuko Shinki has investigated her."

The policeman who had been standing in the yard closed the transcript and came up to Mika Hanasekawa and said.

"Yuko Shinki?"

Hirata repeated the name.

"Well, I heard from my mother that the friend she is visiting is named Yuko Shinki. But..."

Mika Hanasekawa frowned, "My mother has not had any contact with this woman recently. This time it seems that she went because the other party said she had something urgent to look for her, so she went there."

She paused and said, "It seems that this woman named Yuko Shinki often comes into contact with some strange people, especially religious people, so her mother gradually becomes alienated from her."

Mika gave the only clue, that is, her mother's former friend, Yuko Shinki.

"Have the police ever investigated Shinki Yuko's house?"

Hirata asked his doubts.

“We’ve been.”

The two younger police officers thought Hirata was a relative of Mika Hanasekawa, and came up to explain: "There is no one in Shinki Yuko's home, and we can't contact her."

"That's how..."

Hirata nodded to express understanding.

After seeing off the police, Hirata accompanied Mika Hasekawa into the room.

"Don't worry too much, I believe Mrs. Hasekawa will be safe."

After comforting Mika Hasekawa, who looked depressed, Hirata asked her: "Have you had dinner?"

"not yet."

Mika responded with her head down.

"I'll go buy something and come back soon."

Hirata said as she stood up and walked out.

"Um."

Mika Hanase, who was a little listless, replied, raised her head and looked at the back of Hirata who was leaving, wanting to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, looking at Hirata's back in the darkening night.

There was no convenience store nearby. He walked through a street and found a convenience store. He went in and bought some bentoes and drinks, and then quickly returned to Hanasekawa's home.

“I don’t want to eat.”

Looking at the big and small bentoes and breads that Hirata placed on the table, Mika Hanasekawa sighed.

"Fill in your stomach for the time being. If you are so hungry that you can't eat, how can you find your missing mother?"

Hirata opened a bag of donuts for her and put them in front of her.

“Um…”

She hesitated, raised her head, looked at Hirata's eyes, and could not say anything that she wanted to refuse.

"All right."

Mika Hanasekawa finally surrendered, picked up the donut and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Do you know where this woman named Yuko Shinki live?"

Hirata asked while Mika was having a meal.

"I don't know the specific one, it seems to be the first generation of Chizukigakitocho."

“It’s close to Kitachiju Station.”

Hirata touched her chin and pondered.

"Borrow your phone number first."

He thought for a while, stood up and walked towards the telephone placement of Mika's Hanasekawa.

He first called his home and Xiang Zaoxi said that he would go home later.

Then he called Yuanshan Wenying from the Metropolitan Police Department.

Toyama Fumiyoshi and Otsu Hikaru both exchanged phone numbers with him.

After dialing the phone for a few seconds, Toyama Wenying answered the phone, Hirata talked to him for a few words, and then hung up the phone.

A few minutes later, the phone rang, Hirata picked up the phone and said a few more words to the other party.

Mika Hanasekawa looked at Hirata's operation and a bunch of question marks appeared on her head.

"Do you... call home?"

She asked Hirata.

"Well, in addition to calling home, I also communicated with a friend from the Metropolitan Police Department and got the address of Yuko Shinki."

Hirata put it on the sofa and picked up a cup of Coke and drank it.

"Senjuhashitocho 12-1, this is the exact address of the other party."

"Hmm? Why do you need to take the other party's address?"

Mika Hanasekawa put down the bread in her hand, "Do you want to go there by yourself?"

"Um."

He nodded, "I want to investigate the specific clues by myself. If I want to find clues about Mrs. Hasekawa's disappearance, relying on the police alone will not succeed."

"Then-I'll go with you."

Mika Hanasekawa made up her mind, stood up, and stared at Hirata with a firm look.

"good."

Hirata did not refuse and nodded.

After cleaning up, Mika Hanasekawa put on her sportswear and walked out of the room with Hirata.

“Go on the tram?”

Mika Hanasekawa asked him, and the two stood around the corner of a street, feeling the night wind.

“Just a taxi.”

Now I have two million US dollars in my hand, even if the Neon taxi is expensive, I can afford it.

"Yeah, thank you."

I don’t know if she was Xie Pingtian helping her investigate her mother’s disappearance or if Xie Pingtian asked her to take a taxi.

After getting off the taxi, the two walked towards Hashidocho.

This is the part of Adachi District near Senju Station. The nearby population density is relatively high and the consumption level is also high.

Hirata and Hanase Mika pass through the bustling station street and come to a residential area.

A two-story house with a unique house.

Hirata looked at the mansion in front of him and nodded. This should be Shinki Yuko's home.

"How do you get in?"

Since she had already arrived here, Mika Hanasekawa naturally would not retreat. She looked up at the tall courtyard wall and asked Hirata.

Hirata did not answer her directly, took a few steps back, ran forward, jumped to the courtyard wall more than two meters high, and then blinked at Hasekawa, "Just go in like this."

"You're waiting for me outside, and I'll come out right away."

Before Hanase Mika answered, he jumped into the yard.

As for whether I had broken into private houses, there was no one inside now, so it was not considered a private house.

Stepping on the soft mud in the courtyard, he looked around.

This is a typical Japanese mansion.

There are many plants planted in front of the two-story house, and a pebbled path is paved with. Near the entrance, there are some wooden boxes and iron sheets placed.

As the breeze blows, the planting of flowers in midsummer makes a rustling sound.

When he entered the entrance hall, he tried to push it, and found that the door of the room was not locked, so he opened the door and entered the interior of the room.
Chapter completed!