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And India's public hospitals are definitely unable to treat diseases, considering the restrictions on tourists.

The number of private hospitals in New Delhi is much smaller.

The two then investigated all private hospitals near the airport, and after narrowing the scope, they actually got information about Jun Sekiya.

"Don't worry, your uncle just had food poisoning. The E. coli test exceeded the limit. He probably ate something unclean. It's not fatal."

If the two came to India to investigate and finally found out that Chitanda's uncle died of a stomach upset, it would be a hell of a joke.

Based on the address left by Jun Sekiya for sending subsequent hospital bills, the two found a Japanese-style hotel opened by Japanese in India near the suburbs of New Delhi.

The boss still remembers this customer from seven years ago.

At the beginning, Guanggu Jun checked out of the hotel early in the morning and no one knew about his subsequent itinerary.

However, they were quite enthusiastic towards the two of them and provided a variety of Japanese-style meals with curry flavors.

I can only say that when eating in India, the only thing you must taste is curry.

In the hotel restaurant, Lin Yuanshan, who had been running all day, just ate.

Chitanda, however, had lost her appetite due to her distress.

"So the clues are broken here again. What should we do next?"

"Don't worry, I told you that sometimes the interruption of a clue doesn't mean we are going in the wrong direction.

Just like this Himalayan travel advertisement on the dining table, as long as you sign up for a tour group, you will eventually reach your destination no matter how far you go. "

However, Chitanda was staring at the words "Neon Discount" on the advertisement.

"Student Lin, do you think it's possible for my uncle to join this tour group?"

"A cheap tour group like this must go to the Himalayas via Afghanistan. Your uncle wouldn't be so thick-skinned, would he?"

Chapter 111 Going around in circles

Looking at Chitanda with a silly look on her face in front of him, Lin Yuanshan suddenly lost his confidence.

Could this be some kind of family talent?

No one would believe that a guy who gets a stomachache from eating in India is not crazy!

If you happen to be a person who loves traveling, the temptation of the Himalayas must be very great.

"Boss, may I ask, do you have the contact information of this travel agency?"

"Uh... yes, there is, but do you want to sign up for this group?"

The boss acted like a Japanese who would not cheat Japanese people, which made Lin Yuanshan wonder:

"Was Mr. Guan Gu also interested in this group at the time?"

"It seems there was, but I persuaded him to go back."

No wonder this guy checked out so early in the morning. It turned out that he did it to prevent the kind-hearted store owner from noticing that he had signed up for a dangerous tour group!

Thinking this way, Lin Yuanshan and Chitanda looked at each other.

We discovered that we had similar thoughts.

In that case, could it be that Guan Gujun was killed by the Afghan warlord?

That would be really difficult.

"By the way, Boss, who else showed interest in this tour group at that time?"

Asking your fellow travelers seems to be a good option.

"Although it was a long time ago, I do remember that person very clearly, because he and you have a similar temperament. Hmm... probably both have the feeling of being a lone traveler."

The boss said this, lost in his own memories, and after a while he said:

"He was a man of some age, his name seemed to be Shinjo Hajime. By the way, he sent me a postcard after returning to China!"

At this point, the enthusiastic shop owner immediately ran upstairs and quickly took out a postcard with the sealing wax almost falling off.

It was sent from Japan, and on the postcard was a photo of a man and Mount Fuji.

"I feel like this guy looks familiar. Is this an illusion?"

Lin Yuanshan spoke to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

"So this person signed up for a group, right?"

"That's right. He refused to listen to my advice and seemed very opinionated. But I also thought that a gentleman like him would be able to save himself even if he encountered danger, right?"

Using the postcard provided by his boss, Lin Yuanshan wrote down the mailing address.

If Jun Sekiya really joined the tour group at that time, then Hajime Shinjo, another Japanese member of the group, must know something.

So the two of them went around and returned to their country after not staying in India for long.

After landing, the two of them went straight to Yamanashi Prefecture, located in the central part of Honshu Island, close to Tokyo.

It is also where postcards are sent.

"Student Lin, that person seems difficult to get along with. Will he really tell us what happened back then?"

"Don't worry, I have a hunch that this man might be a person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside."

"I always feel that Lin is inexplicably confident."

Following the address on the postcard, the two finally arrived at the door of a self-built house on a hillside.

It was getting close to evening, and the lights on in the house indicated that the owner was at home at the moment.

They went up and rang the doorbell, and soon someone opened the door for them.

He was an old man wearing a leather jacket, tall and with a tough temperament like Schwarzenegger.

It is very similar to Lin Yuanshan.

"You are......"

"Hello, we are the relatives of Jun Guanya, and we would like to consult you about something that happened seven years ago."

Chitanda unconsciously used honorifics when communicating, but Hajime Shinjo was not as cold as he looked.

"Come in and sit down."

He invited them in.

The food had been prepared in the house, as if they were preparing to receive some guests.

However, Lin Yuanshan and the other man certainly had no intention of staying for dinner.

"I still remember Jun Guanya. We set out from India to the Himalayas together. Our tour guide left us and ran away. He and I stayed together for a while."

Shinjo Hajime said as he poured barley tea for the two of them.

"But at that time, he did not reach the Himalayas with me. Instead, he left from Afghanistan by sea, apparently returning home."

Chitanda squeezed the cup and said:

"But we didn't wait for him."

"But I received a postcard from him after he returned home. He said he had 'some things to finish' in the country, and if anyone found me and asked about his whereabouts, they should say he had died in Afghanistan."

"So now you..."

"It's been seven years. Whatever we were doing should have been done, right?"

Chitanda was not happy after receiving the unexpected answer.

What was her uncle planning to do by concealing his whereabouts and returning to the country?

Why do you have to hide it even from your family?

Besides, no one knows whether he is alive or dead now.

The clues have been cut off again.

"So, can we have a look at that postcard?"

"Please forgive me for this. I lost the postcard because I moved."

"move......"

"That's a pity."

Chitanda wanted to question the move, but was interrupted by Lin Yuanshan.

Maybe Shinjo Hajime wants to hide something, but once someone like him decides to keep silent, it is difficult for others to pry open his mouth.

There is no point in questioning such things.

"It's getting late, and I have guests coming, two..."

"Okay, if there's a chance, we'll visit you next time."

Lin Yuanshan said this, pulling Chitanda up and leaving.

The investigation into what happened back then seems to have been shrouded in mystery again.

But no answer is also an answer.

Now that we know that Jun Guanya did not die abroad, we can learn a lot from his own experience.

Accidental death and disappearance in a purposeful action are two completely different concepts.

Man is the sum of social relations. As long as he lives in this world, he must have connections with the outside world.

Compared to India or Afghanistan, where he is unfamiliar with the place, it is undoubtedly much easier to find the traces he left in Japan.

Not long after the two men left, someone rang the doorbell of Xincheng Zhao's house again.

After he opened the door, in the darkness, the person who appeared outside the door was...

"Grandpa, who were those two people I saw going out from afar just now?"

"It seems like he's here to investigate something. It's better if you don't get involved, Rin."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Shima Rin took off his coat and breathed a sigh of relief.

I came all the way here on a motorcycle to visit my grandpa.

Even with her extraordinary physical strength, she was a little tired at this moment.

"It's getting late, let's eat."

"By the way, that man just now seemed familiar to me."

"Ok?"

“I seem to have seen it in a dream.”

"Is that so? Rin has reached this age too..."

"I think you must have misunderstood, Grandpa."

Shima Rin didn't intend to tell her grandfather about what happened in her dream.

Anyway, it seems that she has acquired a lot of wonderful skills recently. It’s better for only herself to know such things.

On the other side, Lin Yuanshan was about to get on the train:

"Ah!"

"Student Lin, are you okay? Do you have a cold?"

Facing Chitanda's concerned eyes, Lin Yuanshan just shook his head and said:

“Maybe someone is talking about me.”

Chapter 112 Detective Chitanda: The Assassin in the Pupil

Shenshan High School.