chapter 7

He told her so firmly, don't call the police. Is this a threat, or something to be feared?

He's not afraid of her calling the police, is it just because he has the video in his hand? But she is not afraid of that kind of threat, she is the victim, the perpetrator should be ashamed, not her! She won't be threatened by that kind of thing, and let herself be trapped in the filth, she won't!

And he has been carefully preparing for revenge for so long, does he not know her character?

"Ms. He? Ms. He, what's the matter with you?" The young policeman asked her with concern.

Seika Matsumoto stood up abruptly and walked out.

The weather outside the building is bright, and the scorching sun unique to late autumn hangs high above the head, swaying the last enthusiasm to the fullest, the sun and the shade are only separated by a thin line, but it feels like entering another world.

Her mind was in chaos, and she called Furkan again, but she still couldn't answer. Standing beside the car, with the cold metal on her head, she said to herself: "Seika Matsumoto, calm down, calm down, you must calm down."

She went to the security room of the community and asked to check the surveillance video of last night on the grounds that the property in the car was stolen. In the video, it can be clearly seen that "she" parked the car and left the surveillance area without haste. Seika Matsumoto's heart was beating uncontrollably in her chest, "Where's the surveillance in the lobby? And the one in the elevator!"

The security guard looked at her in surprise and asked, "Isn't there something missing in the car?"

She didn't have the heart to explain to him. At her insistence, the security guard called up the video recorded by other cameras in a similar time period for her. There, "she" walked through the hallway as usual, entered the elevator, and was in front of her again. The floor where I lived got out of the elevator.

If it wasn't for her mental toughness, Seika Matsumoto would definitely think she was crazy, her body trembling faintly, sitting alone in the security room staring at the blurry video, until all the pictures suddenly turned black and stopped.

With a move in her heart, she called the security guard over and asked, "What's going on? Why is it gone here?"

"Oh, the monitoring line of the community was broken once in the middle of the night, and I just called someone over to fix it this morning." The security guard explained.

Seika Matsumoto understood almost instantly, they took advantage of that time to send her unconscious back home, and that "she" also took the opportunity to leave. No need to think about it, even if there is surveillance at "See the Sky", the recording process should be the same as here. If this is a trap, then Hikaru Ogata must have carefully prepared for a long time, paying attention to everything, so that no one can find any flaws.

Sure enough, she couldn't go to the police, no one would believe her words, instead they would treat her as a lunatic.

She returned home, sat on the sofa, and when night fell outside the window, her cell phone rang suddenly. The voice was abrupt and harsh, and a mobile phone number was displayed on the screen. She had a good memory and recognized that it was Hikaru Ogata's mobile phone number.

Seika Matsumoto closed her eyes, then pressed the answer button, and said calmly, "Kim Song, I didn't call the police."

"You are very smart, Teacher He."Hikaru Ogata said.

She lightly pressed the recording button on her mobile phone, tried her best to control her emotions, and tried her best to express the matter clearly, "You have been planning for a long time, haven't you? Sneak me out of the hotel, but find someone to come Driving home pretending to be me. Who was that guy pretending to be me? Where did you find someone who looked like me?"

He corrected her: "Actually, they don't look very similar, but they look similar in appearance."

"Well, your design is perfect." She said, pinching her thigh with the other hand, intending to calm herself down, "Kim Song, I'm really curious, how did you escape from prison? I I went to Officer Kane who handled the case before, and he said that you were indeed executed, how did you narrowly escape death?"

Hikaru Ogata deep laughter came from the microphone. He said: "Seika Matsumoto, you are recording, aren't you? harm."

Seika Matsumoto mouth and nose seemed to be covered by someone, and she even found it difficult to breathe for a while, "What do you want to do?"

"Play our game."

"You're going to blackmail me with my family, aren't you?" she asked in a stiff voice.

"Yes." He admitted frankly, and the words he said were indifferent, "They are my bargaining chips. Don't violate the rules of the game, Mr. He, and don't test my patience any more."

It took a while for her to speak, "I am obedient, so you won't hurt my family?"

He chuckled and asked her back: "Mr. He, don't you realize that I am actually more trustworthy than you?"

She clenched her teeth and asked again, "When will this game end?"

"When I feel bored." He replied, paused, and said again: "Mr. He, your husband called you again."

Sure enough, a reminder of another incoming call was displayed on her mobile phone.

"Go ahead, Mr. He, but I don't think it's necessary for your family to know about our game, what do you think?" He reminded, and finally said: "Also, please remember, my name is Hikaru Ogata."

The phone call between her and Furkan was very short. Furkan took some time to dial this number during the training break. He was a little worried about her because no one answered her cell phone several times before. Seika Matsumoto didn't dare to speak much, fearing that she might cry uncontrollably, and also afraid that the phone calls between her and her husband would be tapped.

Furkan was still keenly aware of her strangeness, and asked, "What's wrong? The voice sounds muffled."

"Oh, I have a bit of a cold." She replied hoarsely, and finally found an excuse that she didn't need to hide, "The nose is stuffy, and the tears are streaming down."

"Little idiot!" He laughed, both distressed and funny, "I've only been away from home for a few days, and you're like this."

Seika Matsumoto burst into tears, and murmured in a low voice: "I miss you, Furkan."

"I miss you too, Yanyan." He lowered his voice to respond, and couldn't help laughing again: "Okay, stop talking, we're about to start, I have to turn off the phone."

Furkan hung up the phone, and Seika Matsumoto held the phone in a daze. There was no record of the call with Hikaru Ogata, and naturally there was no recording. She was already sure that the phone must have been tampered with by him, and she was thinking about how to deal with it , I received another text message: Don't change your phone, keep using it.

Her spirit was almost numb, she went to the bathroom to wash her face in the dark, and only called her parents after her voice improved. The two old people had just returned to the hotel from outside and excitedly told her interesting stories about the journey. She said very little, just listened quietly, and finally told them: "Be careful."

She went to school the next day, as if everything was business as usual. When it was almost noon, the boy she helped came to her office and asked cautiously, "Mr. He, are you angry with me? He refused to answer my phone yesterday."

She didn't answer, just looked up at him, wondering whether he was bribed by Hikaru Ogata or used by him.

The boy misunderstood her silence, and explained in a low voice: "I was waiting for you outside ' See the Sky' the night before yesterday, and then I left for a while, and when I came back, I saw you driving away, so I called you twice, You may not have heard."

Even after encountering such a thing, she is still willing to believe that there is kindness in this world. Seika Matsumoto forced a smile, "It's true that I didn't hear it. I'm fine, thank you."

Life seemed to be calm again, and Hikaru Ogata was like a monster sneaking in the water, dragged her into the dark water bottom and abused her wantonly, and then disappeared without a trace.

The parents who had been out for more than a month returned to Nanzhao first, and Seika Matsumoto went to accompany them for dinner. Only then did Mrs. Seika mention a thrilling incident encountered during the journey.

"Oh, Yanyan, you don't know what happened to us. It was the time when you told us to be safe. In the middle of the night, someone knocked on the wall next door, and your dad and I were woken up. Your dad I was so angry that I knocked twice, but there was no movement there. Guess what? The next day I heard that someone in the next room was killed, and the word 'Shen' was written in blood on the wall. Scared to death! I don't know if it was a human or a ghost who knocked on the wall before, so your dad and I were so scared that we quickly changed hotels!"

Seika Matsumoto face turned pale, her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't even hold the chopsticks, she almost lost her composure on the spot.

On the evening before Furkan returned to China, Seika Matsumoto received another call from Hikaru Ogata. He said: "Mr. He, come and help me with a guest at night. The car is waiting for you outside the school."

He used a negotiating tone, but didn't give her the slightest chance to refuse.

Sitting in the office, she took out the knife she had prepared earlier from the drawer, played with it silently in her hand, and put it back after some hesitation. She can't take risks, she has no chance to fail.

A black car drove Seika Matsumoto to a villa on the mountain, where a small party was being held, with confusing music, dim lights, plus indulgent men and young girls everywhere, people walked away Going in is like falling into a fairy cave.

Seika Matsumoto's dress was too out of place here, and attracted many people's attention as soon as she entered the door. She ignored it, looked around at the door, found Hikaru Ogata standing by the window, and walked straight to him.

"Mr. Fu." She stood in front of him and greeted him calmly.

Hikaru Ogata held a wine glass in his hand and was talking with someone. Although there were two young models snuggled up beside him, his clothes were still neat. He turned his head when he heard the sound, glanced at Seika Matsumoto lightly, pointed to the leather sofa in the distance with the hand holding the wine glass, and told her, "Go and accompany Boss Nobu."

She looked in the direction he pointed. It was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was obese, half bald, with a faint oily shine on his face, and his appearance was almost obscene. That man, Seika Matsumoto, had been staring at her as soon as he entered the door, and there was something wrong with his eyes. She didn't refuse, and walked over obediently. As soon as she sat down on the sofa, the man's plump body leaned against her. He grabbed her hand and asked her with a smile: "Beauty, you are not in this business, are you?"

"Just started."Seika Matsumoto replied.

"Good for newcomers! Clean for newcomers!" The fat man patted her thigh vigorously with his palm, and didn't leave again. Her expression remained the same, she still let his hand slide slowly on her leg, and didn't glance at Hikaru Ogata.

The fat man's hands became more and more dishonest, and soon he could no longer satisfy the harassment through the clothes. Seika Matsumoto couldn't bear it anymore, pressed his hand hard, and said with a light smile: "Boss Nobu, don't do this, call someone It's embarrassing to see."

The fat man salivated and smiled, "Are you ashamed? It's good to be ashamed, it's fun to play. I like a good woman like you the most."

His voice was not low, and someone immediately yelled, "Boss Nobu, tell us to open our eyes."

Boss Nobu laughed when he heard the words, and actually pushed her onto the sofa. While she was pushing and refusing, she sneaked her hand into her purse, but just as she reached in, someone grabbed her wrist.

A Anji came to the back of the sofa at some point, held her slender wrist tightly with a big hand, and asked her expressionlessly: "What does Mr. He want to touch?"

The noisy and messy room suddenly fell silent, and Boss Nobu was also stunned, looking down at Seika Matsumoto strangely.

Seika Matsumoto just leaned back on the sofa, looked at A Anji calmly, and replied, "It's nothing."

Anji didn't believe it, and pulled her hand out of the purse with a little force. Seeing her clenching her hand tightly, he ordered in a cold voice: "What's in your hand?"

She didn't answer, but turned her head to look at Hikaru Ogata. He was still leaning against the window, looking at her too, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, with a hint of mockery, as if he had been waiting for this play for a long time . So she raised the corners of her mouth little by little, and slowly opened her palms, revealing a small square aluminum foil bag, and asked him, "Mr. Fu, isn't it even allowed to be used?"