Give weak women a heart of steel

Chapter 158 Blurred handwriting

Sakuma used great strength, not caring that the other party was his subordinate.

He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but it was raining heavily, and as soon as the cigarette came out, it was wet by the rain.

He glanced at Kawai.

Kawai was immediately frightened, and immediately came up to cover the rain for old man Sakumaji.

"You are indeed an evil ghost! That look is really scary. You didn't let me cover up the rain just now, and now you have to cover it up again."

Kawaii cursed in his heart, but he never dared to say it out loud.

I could only stand and protect Sheriff Sakuma from the rain.

After all, he is his elder and his superior.

Kawai had no room to refute.

Old man Sakuma was smoking, but he didn't even look at Daisuke Koyama who fell on the road.

"How stupid."

"Although this guy told me roughly what happened, I couldn't hear any details in his words. He just said that you persuaded a girl, but you failed? And then the girl died."

"Although I can hear your stupidity just because of this, I still want to tell you about this idiot."

Sheriff Sakuma rebuked unceremoniously.

Of course Kawai felt unfair for his senior, but facing old man Sakuma, he did not dare to say anything.

I thought again that I had just called this person "a slacker?"

I think I'm the stupid one.

Kawaii cursed in his heart and looked at his senior who fell on the ground.

"Tell me, tell me how you did something stupid."

The old man Sakuma was lying on the railing and looking at the body on the river: "How lucky you are that it didn't wash away. Find someone to fish the body out."

"Yes!"

Kawai nodded hurriedly, then ran to the side holding an umbrella.

"Wait for me!"

"Yes!"

Kawai was so frightened that he hurriedly closed his eyes, fearful in his heart.

Could it be that he was going to be kicked by Sheriff Sakuma?

I couldn't bear it, such strong kicks and blows.

"Leave the umbrella."

"Yes!"

Kawai hurriedly handed the umbrella to old man Sakuma again, and then went into the rain and made a phone call.

He still uses the kind of mobile phone with buttons. The only advantage is that it is waterproof and sturdy. It is said that it can make a call even if it is run over by a truck.

Sakuma's cigarette was wet again.

He spit it out impatiently and lit another cigarette.

"After our patrol, we came here to prevent others from committing suicide."

Daisuke Koyama said this:

Kawaii on the side also breathed a sigh of relief. He had escaped a disaster just now. If the two of him were found to be slacking off, he would definitely be whipped by Sheriff Sakuma.

Looking at Daisuke Koyama's miserable look.

Kawai sighed to himself again: It's great that he doesn't have to be beaten.

He was on his cell phone, calling other sheriffs, asking them to come here quickly.

"You prevent people from committing suicide?"

Old man Sakuma seemed to have heard something funny: "Have you done it? You still let a girl jump off the bridge in front of your eyes?" Daisuke Koyama looked ashamed: "That girl is not like a normal person who jumps from a building. What’s weird is that she is walking on the bridge holding an umbrella like an ordinary person.”

"boom"

Old man Sakuma kicked Daisuke Koyama in the face again and smoked: "So, are you looking for an excuse?"

"No!"

Assistant Koyama stood down and knelt on the ground to apologize: "This is just a weird thing about those girls!"

"I asked her why she wanted to commit suicide, but she said very weird things. She said, can't you commit suicide if you have nothing to do?"

"Oh." Old man Sakuma squinted his eyes and hurriedly lay on the bridge and looked at the corpse below.

The blood stain that looked like a red ribbon was particularly conspicuous, but he squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while: "After staying in such a fast river for such a long time, the blood in her head must have been there long ago. It’s washed away, so this blood stain is a scar on her body?”

"Yes!" Daisuke Koyama gritted his teeth and said, "That girl looks like she has scars on her wrist."

"Oh." Old Man Sakuma's eyes widened, then he turned around and stepped on Daisuke Koyama: "You loser!"

"You actually missed such an important opportunity?"

He kicked Daisuke Koyama to the ground, but Daisuke Koyama was kneeling again, barely maintaining his posture.

"I equipped you with a stun gun! Why don't you use it! Damn it!"

He was so angry that he kicked Xiaoshan again and again, almost stopping Xiaoshan from vomiting blood.

But Daisuke Koyama did not resist. He just held his body up and said, "I asked, have you been bullied? But the girl's answer was useless. Then she said that she had been redeemed and that she wanted to save others."

"I said that kind of thing is not a rescue, but the girl said it. My opinion is not important. What is important is that she feels she has been saved, that is, she has been saved."

After Koyama Daisuke reluctantly finished speaking, he vomited a mouthful of blood on the ground.

His face was extremely ugly.

"Bear it well."

The old man Sakuma said indifferently: "One of the most important witnesses committed suicide due to your mistake. If more people die, then you will bear the responsibility."

"Of course, I have to bear it too. After all, you idiots are my subordinates."

He said, and shouted again: "Kawai! Haven't you found anyone yet!"

Kawai shouted in panic: "We'll be there soon!"

After that, he hurriedly said to the phone: "Hurry up, the Sheriff is like an evil ghost."

"I heard it, I heard it."

The security guard on the opposite side obviously looked frightened: "It really looks like an evil ghost."

It took about 10 minutes for a car to arrive here.

Two or three security guards ran down with their equipment. They were the closest here, so they should be the fastest.

In order to avoid being scolded by Sheriff Sakuma, they went into the river as quickly as possible and fished out the body.

Several people had been busy for a while and were all out of breath.

Old man Sakuma pushed several people away and carefully searched for the girl's body.
There were wounds on his arms and a smile on his face.

What about clothes?
There is a piece of paper in the pocket of the skirt with something written on it.

But after soaking in the river water for a long time, the handwriting is a little blurry.

Old man Sakuma grabbed it, got into the car, and put it against the air outlet of the air conditioner, turning on the hot air, trying to dry the writings.

I can barely see a few clear words - thank you or something.

Like a person's name.

Old man Sakuma was unusually nervous.

I even wanted to pray involuntarily.

(End of this chapter)