Chapter 80 Chopping Fingers
Wow!
A bowl of cold water was poured on the face.

When he opened his eyes in a daze, the first person he saw was Kazama Satoru standing in front of him.

This is an empty room without any furniture. There are some things piled up in the four corners, but they are covered with black plastic bags and cannot be seen clearly.

In addition, the walls and floors are covered with green sound insulation cotton.

There are no windows here, and the overly bright lights overhead cast a halo.

With his hands fixed behind his back, Megure struggled slightly and felt the rough touch of the skin on his wrists... Was it a hemp rope?
One for the wrist, one for the ankle, one for the knee, and one for the body and arm.

Four ropes tied him tightly.

Realizing the current situation, Megure stopped his useless efforts.

"How long has it been?"

His voice was unusually hoarse because his throat was very dry because he hadn't had any water for a long time.

Feng Jianwu lowered his head to look at the watch on his wrist: "It is now 3:20 pm, about two hours since you fell into a coma."

Megure had no sense of being a prisoner and asked directly, "Did you commit the series of cases where the words confess were engraved on the bodies?"

Feng Jianwu nodded and said without hiding anything: "It's me. Those are the punishments I impose on the guilty."

Megure looked grim.

Then he remembered that he was no different from him now, and a rebuke got stuck in his throat, but he swallowed it back into his stomach.

Feng Jianwu asked: "What about you? What's your name? What's your identity?"

He threw the gun in his hand up and down: "Teacher? You carry such a dangerous thing on you, it can't be your teaching tool, right?"

"…My name is Megure Jusan, and I’m…a detective."

There was no need to conceal this information, so Megure answered truthfully.

Feng Jianwu shook his head and said, "Detective? This is the first time I've come across this kind of job in Hokkaido... I have to say, your professional skills are much worse than what I imagined a detective to be."

"You forced your way in, tried to find out my identity in a roundabout way, saw me drinking water but couldn't take a drop, and spit at the end. You were really deliberate... You were afraid that I didn't know you had intentions towards me."

Megure's face turned dark when he was mocked, but he was speechless.

Of course he knew his behavior was suspicious, but since he was armed, he thought it would be OK if he was careful...

In the end, all we can say is... self-destruction!
"how did you find me?"

Feng Jianwu was a little curious about this. In the past few years, the other party was the first stranger to touch his home.

But Megure chose to remain silent on this issue.

Although he had different ideas, he was still willing to help the police uncover A's identity as he was in trouble.

Officer Fujisai knew my whereabouts last night, so he would definitely send people to look for me after I disappeared.

At this time, the blood left on the wall of the room is the best clue!
As long as we can find Yamazaki Rin through blood and get information from him, I believe that with Brother Kudo's wisdom, we will be able to find A.

Therefore, he couldn't tell Kazama and give him the chance to destroy the clues.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Feng Jianwu didn't force him.

He walked to the front left corner of the room and lifted up the plastic bag...there was a thick wooden box underneath.

It is a very common closed-lid box with the box bodies connected by metal sheets.

Fengjian opened it, searched for a while, and took out a sharp boning knife!

The blade is thick, the back is wide, the cutting angle is very large, and it feels very powerful when swung.

The entire knife is dark gray, and the light reflects bright ripples on it.

Megure's eyes narrowed slightly, his heart tightened but he did not feel any fear.

He had prepared himself mentally long before he was knocked unconscious.

In the last moments of his life, Megure didn't want to appear weak, he stared straight into Kazama's eyes with his eyes wide open.

But Fengjian ignored it and there was no expression on his face.

He held the knife and walked around behind Megure step by step.

A force suddenly came from the side. Megure was tied up and could not exert any force, so he was forced to lie on his side.

And in this posture, his neck... is completely exposed!

next moment!
The sword flashed!
Along with the whistling sound of the wind, a sharp pain suddenly came!
Megure groaned and tried not to scream, but his face was still pale and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his face.

Damn!

He didn't cut the neck, he cut the fingers!!

Just a moment ago, he felt the little finger on his right hand being chopped off, along with a piece of flesh on his ring finger!
Does he like to torture people before killing them? !
Megure gritted his teeth, ready to endure the second blow.

But at this time, Feng Jian behind him said indifferently: "By forcing your way into someone else's house, and spitting everywhere in someone else's house... considering that you are investigating me instead of your nature, I will chop off one of your little fingers to offset the crime."

Hearing this, Megure's brain, which was already stimulated by the pain, completely shut down.

But Feng Jian had already taken out a pack of hemostatic medicine from the corner and bandaged Megure's wound. Seeing Megure's confused look, he didn't want to explain any more and turned away: "I will check your information. If you are a good person and I haven't found any other evil deeds, I will let you go."

"……wait wait wait!"

Megure couldn't believe it. He asked subconsciously: "Let me go? You said you would let me go?! Do I know your true identity?!"

"It doesn't matter."

Fengjian Wu remained indifferent and didn't take what Megure said to heart at all.

He opened the door of the room, and his figure gradually disappeared outside the flipped brown-red wooden door, and the sound was completely isolated.

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Opposite to Ice Cafe.

In that dusty house.

After the two uninvited guests left one after another, its original owner finally arrived.

The water and electricity had been cut off long ago, and the curtains were closed, so the room was extremely dark and only the vague shadows of the furniture could be seen.

Su Beixun stood quietly in front of the wall.

The dark red blood on the wall had already turned into a semi-solidified gel, and even though it was covered in dust, the bloody smell was very obvious.

He pressed the earphone, listened to the movement from Fengjian's end, and let out a light sigh with an expressionless face.

He heard the sound of bones being chopped.

But this is not surprising.

Feng Jianwu is a very strange person. He has his own set of judgment concepts.

If he finds out that someone has done something bad, he will conduct a full-scale investigation on that person.

He would write down the good and bad things the other person did, as well as other people's comments about him, on a piece of paper. After reading it through, he would classify people into good and bad based on his first impression.

This kind of judgment is very subjective. There is no quantitative standard and it is based entirely on feeling. Even the adequacy of the investigation is uncertain, but that's what Kazama did.

As he said, "It's hard to tell good from bad. Different people have different opinions. Instead of getting tangled up in this, it's better for me to make the final decision."

This is a very egocentric mentality.

Once, Fengjian witnessed a man spitting everywhere. When he was reported and had to face a fine, he cursed the reporter and thought in his heart that the person was a bad person.

Even though subsequent investigations revealed that he had done a lot of good things and others described him as "sloppy, but generous and willing to help others", Fengjian still did not give up his intention to kill him.

It was not until later investigation revealed that he donated a lot of money to the orphanage every year that Fengjian reluctantly regarded him as a good person...but even so, Fengjian still cut off one of his hands.

That’s right, even good people have to pay the price for the bad things they have done.

This is the most extreme part of Fengjian. He has an unbalanced perspective on good and evil. In his view, even if you save lives every day, any small bad deeds must be settled one by one.

——This is where Su Beixun failed. He wanted a messenger of justice who could be recognized by others, but he ended up cultivating a self-centered extreme murderer.

There was another point that made Su Beixun very speechless. After Fengjian punished the person he thought was a good person, he would let the person go directly even if the other party saw his true face.

The reason why he has not been exposed over the years is not only because the only way he can get information is through the mailbox, and most of the people mentioned in the envelopes are bad people, but also because Su Beixun frequently helps him cover up in secret.

——This is also an important reason why Su Beixun gave up Fengjian.

As for bad guys, Kazama will decide the degree of pain they will suffer when they die based on how many bad things they have done.

(Japan is very strict about public order, and littering is illegal. So there won't be a situation where people need to be punished all over the streets.)
He sighed helplessly.

Su Beixun took out wet wipes to wipe the blood off the walls and floor, then found toilet cleaner and splashed it on these places to rinse them.

After erasing all the traces, Su Beixun found a chair, wiped it casually with his hand, and sat on it to start a daze.

Although Megure has changed now, there is no doubt that he is still a good person and he has no bad deeds in the past.

Then, it is basically a foregone conclusion that Kazama will release him.

However, if Feng Jian was arrested because of such a thing, then the stage play of Minzhi Junior High School would have a sloppy feeling with a poor finish.

Su Beixun bit the soft flesh inside his mouth. He didn't want to accept such a bad ending.

Kazama's identity cannot be revealed now, at least not before Ishikawa's second trial.

Megure is now imprisoned in Kazama's house, so there is no need to worry for the time being - because he is from Tokyo, it is difficult to collect intelligence about him, and it will take a lot of time for Kazama Satoru to judge whether he is a good person or not.

So now, he just needs to get rid of the police who will come to investigate Megure's disappearance.

After thinking for a moment, Su Beixun made a phone call.

After a long, long busy tone...

A hushed voice whispered, "Hello?"

Su Beixun smiled and said in a tone that could not be refused: "Asakura Songming? I need you to do me a favor."

　This is from yesterday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)