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One day at the end of January 1950, a propane gas tank explosion occurred at the Shinagawa Plant of Tokyo Meiwa Chemical Co., Ltd., Killing and injuring one hundred and dozens of people. A large explosion occurred in a petrochemical plant, which is unique in Japan. Moreover, the Shinagawa plant is a modern new factory with complete safety measures and safety equipment. Therefore, the relevant parties attach great importance to this major accident and immediately conduct an in-depth investigation to investigate the cause and responsibility. However, the investigation work came to an end. It was vigorous at first, but slowed down in the middle, and the result was unexpected: the accident was caused by the improper handling of materials by the Mingcheng Construction Company that contracted the project.

General Manager Kuroki finally used the power of the small shareholders he hired to obtain the qualifications for the shareholders' meeting to reverse the extremely passive situation. He was in a very embarrassing situation because a major shareholder raised a problem with the huge arrears at the Meiwa Kasei Shareholders' General Meeting. At this moment, Kuroki Akira's body was discovered on a rock under D of the former Hotaka east wall. The corpse, which had been smashed beyond recognition, was rotting and covered with maggots. Kuroki Akira's clothes were torn, revealing bones covered with rotten flesh. All the exposed bones were covered with black flies. Perhaps it was because the corpse was rotting and the stench was overflowing that it even reached the top of Suigong Peak, so it attracted attention and was discovered.

General Manager Kuroki finally used the power of the small shareholders he hired to obtain the qualifications for the shareholders' meeting to reverse the extremely passive situation. He was in a very embarrassing situation because a major shareholder raised a problem with the huge arrears at the Meiwa Kasei Shareholders' General Meeting. At this moment, Kuroki Akira's body was discovered on a rock under D of the former Hotaka east wall. The corpse, which had been smashed beyond recognition, was rotting and covered with maggots. Kuroki Akira's clothes were torn, revealing bones covered with rotten flesh. All the exposed bones were covered with black flies. Perhaps it was because the corpse was rotting and the stench was overflowing that it even reached the top of Suigong Peak, so it attracted attention and was discovered.

One day at the end of January 1950, a propane gas tank explosion occurred at the Shinagawa Plant of Tokyo Meiwa Chemical Co., Ltd., Killing and injuring one hundred and dozens of people. A large explosion occurred in a petrochemical plant, which is unique in Japan. Moreover, the Shinagawa plant is a modern new factory with complete safety measures and safety equipment. Therefore, the relevant parties attach great importance to this major accident and immediately conduct an in-depth investigation to investigate the cause and responsibility. However, the investigation work came to an end. It was vigorous at first, but slowed down in the middle, and the result was unexpected: the accident was caused by the improper handling of materials by the Mingcheng Construction Company that contracted the project.

"Hey! What an interesting pigeon!" Tomie Tsugami narrowed his eyes happily when he saw the local products brought back by Takeo Motoyama from this trip. Her eyes were not big before, but now it was as if she had closed them. Tomie collects puppets and various folk toys produced in various places. Her arts and crafts display shelves are filled with puppet toys. These gadgets are brought back by people in the company when they travel to various places. "This is a toy racing pigeon from Shinshu Nozawa Onsen. It is made from the vines of wild papaya. What is particularly important to mention is that this racing pigeon was produced by the local 'King of Pigeons'. The old man spent his whole life making pigeons, and the number he could make every day was only about two, which shows how precious they are."

A collection of short stories by the famous socialist mystery master Morimura Seiichi. After having an affair with her partner, the wife died in her car. The only clue was a voucher for a hotel dinner prize, which the husband could only use to find the truth of the case... After leaving the company, the couple in their 40s ran a small restaurant, but the hired lobby manager occupied the magpie's nest, gradually eroding their career, and even became lustful towards the hostess... Wild cats on the walk disappeared one after another, triggering a series of incidents. Despite the vigilance of the community residents, the cat thief has been unable to be caught. It was not until a resident's pet cat appeared at the scene of a secret room murder that the complex and mysterious causal connection emerged... An old man who loves taking photos met a request to help people take a group photo. The moment he pressed the shutter, he froze a pair of seemingly happy men and women, but he did not know that one of them was about to die, and the other would become a criminal suspect...

Eiichiro Tsuchiya's only interest is to buy books from used bookstores. Although this was not befitting his status as a police officer, on his off-duty days, he always went to the almost forgotten second-hand bookstores in the side streets and alleys. He felt particularly happy when he smelled the musty smell unique to old books. We say we are buying used books, but we are not looking for rare and unique copies. He especially likes to go to bookstores that people rarely go to, and from the bookshelves that people rarely browse, he looks for some dusty books that no one has bought or even touched. One day, Tu Gu was casually browsing old books in an old bookstore in an alley. He had never been to this bookstore before because it was far away from Tugu's usual walking route, so he didn't come here often.

Eiichiro Tsuchiya's only interest is to buy books from used bookstores. Although this was not befitting his status as a police officer, on his off-duty days, he always went to the almost forgotten second-hand bookstores in the side streets and alleys. He felt particularly happy when he smelled the musty smell unique to old books. We say we are buying used books, but we are not looking for rare and unique copies. He especially likes to go to bookstores that people rarely go to, and from the bookshelves that people rarely browse, he looks for some dusty books that no one has bought or even touched. One day, Tu Gu was casually browsing old books in an old bookstore in an alley. He had never been to this bookstore before because it was far away from Tugu's usual walking route, so he didn't come here often.

Eiichiro Tsuchiya's only interest is to buy books from used bookstores. Although this was not befitting his status as a police officer, on his off-duty days, he always went to the almost forgotten second-hand bookstores in the side streets and alleys. He felt particularly happy when he smelled the musty smell unique to old books. We say we are buying used books, but we are not looking for rare and unique copies. He especially likes to go to bookstores that people rarely go to, and from the bookshelves that people rarely browse, he looks for some dusty books that no one has bought or even touched. One day, Tu Gu was casually browsing old books in an old bookstore in an alley. He had never been to this bookstore before because it was far away from Tugu's usual walking route, so he didn't come here often.

Shinichi Watada just won the Diligence Award from the company a few days ago. He has been with the company for thirty-five years. Looking back now, even he finds it incredible. He has never changed jobs since joining his current company thirty-five years ago after graduating from a second-rate private university. It's not a big deal that he has been working for the same company. He has not moved in the past thirty-five years. He has to drive from his home to the company every day. This is really strange!

"Don't be like me when you grow up!" This is my father's mantra. "A man, why should I only carry a purse for others? Look at me, I have been carrying a purse for others all my life. You, when you grow up, you must stand out and be a person who lets others carry a purse for you!" During the evening drink, the drunken father's cheeks shone. So he would complain endlessly. The resentment that had been pent up in his heart seemed to burst out under the influence of alcohol. However, this kind of resentment can only be expressed in front of family members. "Mikifu, you must remember your father's grievances in this life!" Whenever my father was drunk and hazy, tears would flow down his face. My mother, on the other hand, always seemed restless.