
A man cleared his throat, his countenance fierce as if showing that he was the leader, his big eyes staring at everyone present in the morgue. A soldier knocked on the door, said his greetings and asked for permission to enter the room, sounding heavy and rough his voice when he said his approval. The Chief of the Military Government observed everyone who appeared from behind the door while hearing the statement from the Head of the Justice Department.
“Young Master Kazuya, they are the discoverers of the corpse, and one of my soldiers is a witness to the heinous actions of the Hitoshi brother Midori.”
Yashuhiro nodded, then when the man in his 40s was about to open his mouth again the eldest Kazuya immediately interrupted. “Mr Kazue, I want to hear directly from the witness, the representative explanation means there is no point in calling them here.”
There was a rough snort from the concerned, then turned towards the chair. He was about to sit down, and observe the behavior of the adopted son of an Army Commander who had risen to the rank of Minister of Defense began to order his subordinates to speak.
“Say,” Yashuhiro's word to the sturdy man with a sword hanging from his waist.
“That night my schedule was on patrol, I saw this woman coming out of the residence of Lord Fusae in a drunken state.” He pointed to the body dressed in a red kimono, “a few moments later I heard someone shouting, then stumbled to the source of the voice that came from the bridge, and this woman was lying covered in blood,”, then immediately turned to the thin-looking man as if hinting to say his testimony.
“I was the first to see him, Young Master. At that time, I was with a friend guarding the area where we live because they felt the army was not so competent to protect the community,” his eyes narrowed, he said, he paused his words to see Kazue Aoyama's reddened face and his neck veins looked so obvious, “we decided to split up in supervision, I said want to check around the river, I want to check, and there I saw a man swinging a pointy weapon with 3 eyes at a woman, then running after I shouted, then came the soldier who responded to my call,”.
“The next day again when I patrolled, Young Master,” as well as the soldier, ”I took the initiative to monitor this area starting from the foot of the mountain, when the sun was already completely sunk I was about to urinate, but when I wanted to go to a safe place to do that I found a woman who was lifeless, lifeless, and this guy is not far from her.”
Mika watched her index finger point at her brother, her forehead wrinkled, her fingers clenched tightly, and her throat painstakingly swallowed the sentence despite not liking to see her feet pointed at. He let out a long sigh, trying to hold back while listening once again to the testimony of the woodcutter on the mountain said his confusion about the body of the woman he found when the military had announced it had arrested the perpetrator.
“Don't I tell you that the culprit isn't just a person?”
Spontaneous all heads turned to the center of the voice, watching the man standing with a ruffled waist accompanied by a look of wrath. “You are usually just denouncing, everything we do is always wrong, but the one who caught the killer is precisely us. What is your contribution except to criticize?!”
“The people have the right to make a sound, Sir,” hiss skinny man standing looming exhale without taking his eyes off the Head of Department. “If you ask about contributions, this place will not stand without us. The community always participates, working hand in hand to maintain the comfort of a place where loved ones live, but it is your kind who often disturb the tranquility of small people!”
The opponent's forehead gradually folded, intending to interrupt but the security guard formed by the community again joked. “Should ask about contribution is us, government people always say help the people because the existence of society is so important for the country, but more precisely the wealth-producing tool.” Although being in a room full of lifeless people, without fear will end up lying stiff like them, he said, he expressed unrest without hesitation aling-aling as a guardian of the efforts of people in surviving with hope at the fingertips.
“Business!” both legs of the Head of Department stepped closer to channel aggravation with a fist, then stopped because there was a helping hand holding his shoulder.
“Be careful of the directional pattern of the wound,” Ryuji gradually removed the check, then pointed at the bodies lying stiff on the deathbed.
All eyes immediately see what is pointed, Ryuji's index finger is directed from the left chest and then moves down to the right side of the corpse's stomach.
“Means, the culprit is left-handed?” ask a soldier.
Ryuji nodded in response, “what is the left hand of the perpetrator you caught more dominating?”
“I don't think, the first time I met caught him, he brought a rake and almost punched me as a form of resistance because I rebel I also use the right hand.”
Ryuji nodded, then glanced at the Head of Department like he was indifferent to the evidence and seemed to insist on assigning Hitoshi Midori as a suspect, then he reached out his right hand on the disgusting ulcer of the body of the comfort woman who uses a red kimono, ”I hope your sense of vision is still clear.”
His actions made the entire room have a question mark face, while the young man himself did not heed others who made sudden movements, seemed to rush out, and immediately vomited his entrails.
Ryuji retracted his hand, then placed something on the covering cloth, then reached into the clothes with his left hand to remove some cloth, then when it was opened the contents were ground.
“There is a fine soil of a kind of clay, black gray, usually suitable for planting corn, rice, tobacco, soybeans, this soil is fertile,” he paused, “I brought this land from the field of a nobleman,” he added while pointing a lump of soil on one of the fabrics.
He asked for a bowl of water to wash his hands, and the soldier swiftly followed his request. Mika saw the calmness on Ryuji's face as she wiped his hands. If he did, stood up to say the argument with the risk of being observed as if skinned as the view of the Head of Department, his knees would have been unable to support his body and bathed in sweat. Even just watching his heartbeat race quickly as if being chased by something scary. But being in the morgue is scary.
Ryuji again did the same thing as before, then said that the land on the body of the woman found by the woodcutter was different from the others. “Colored black, felt loose, light, and slippery. This kind of soil is found in the area near the volcano, and the wound is like the result of a wild beast attack.”
“And, on the rake, the ground color is gray brown, is a sediment from the mud, you can find it downstream of the river because it was carried from upstream,” point it on the object placed on the table, you can find it in the river downstream, then stared at the Head of Department without breaking eye contact. “No match, will you keep it?”