When Chunshan Kong's corpse and his wife and children were brought to Sapporo, it was already the twilight hours, the sun was about to set.
Mrs. Chunshan, nearing thirty, was very average in both stature and appearance. As a housewife who had barely worked since getting married, she wasn't accustomed to grand scenes and lacked worldly experience. She was terrified when she saw the riot police forcefully dispersing the gathered crowd in Asahikawa.
So, when she got out of the car, her legs were so weak that she nearly fell, but thankfully, a quick-acting officer caught her just in time.
Her two children, both under ten, clung tightly to the hem of her skirt, their eyes red and timorous, surveying their surroundings, afraid to even breathe heavily.
"Take her to Interrogation Room 7, Chief Aoyama wants to speak with her personally," Oda Take commanded.
"Yes, sir!" an officer replied, and then roughly pushed Mrs. Chunshan, "You, come with me."
