I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 28: First encounter

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Shiratori went straight to the staff passage and kicked aside the "Guest Stop" sign at the door.

Several waiters rushed over to stop him, but were blocked by Gaoshan detectives.

The high mountain policeman took out the police manual and said to the waiters: "We are policemen, come and drink some wine after get off work, we will subdue him! If you do it, you may become an assault policeman."

Behind Gaoshan Detective, a group of Detectives rushed into the staff passage as if they were about to subdue Shiratori, who took the lead.

According to his own intuition, Akira Shiratori passed the locker rooms, cleaning supplies rooms and other places along the way, and went straight to the second floor.

A minute later, Akira Shiratori knocked open the door of the manager's room on the second floor.

First, he glanced at the windows facing the dance floor to confirm the view of the dance floor in the room.

Then Akira Shiratori looked at the disco manager who stood up from the sofa.

"This guest..." The manager clearly knew what Shiratori was talking about, with a respectful tone.

Shiroto stepped forward directly, took out the cigarette in his pocket, and pulled one out.

Then Shiratori turned and bent over to pull out the ashtray, and from the ashtray took out a cigarette that was obviously different from the manager's cigarette.

"With most of the remaining half left in the ashtray, the 'guests' who smoked this kind of cigarettes left in a hurry." Detective Shiratori looked at the sturdy manager with a half-smiling smile.

"Please show the search warrant." The manager didn't answer the question, he just threw the killer move.

"You misunderstood. Today is not a search, but a drunken madness!" Shiratori said, grabbing the ashtray on the table and smashing the expensive-looking vase in the corner.

When the smashed past, Shimanata Yoshihide and Yukita Keishi had already entered, Yukida Keishi immediately said to the manager: "Sorry, Shiratori-senpai is drunk, you can file a complaint with the relevant department of the Metropolitan Police Department, remember to prepare a written file."

The manager frowned, and finally when Shiratori picked up the phone in the room and was about to smash it at the TV, he said, "We usually call him Mr. Heisenberg when he was here just now, but we don't know his real name. We sell a blue pill here."

Akira Shiratori put down the phone and looked at the manager: "Blue pill?"

"Yes, a clear blue pill that looks like a cod liver oil pill, bought by the band's lead singer, lead guitarist, or songwriter, and then goes into a state of madness after eating it. "

The manager's description.

"Crazy state?" Yoshiaki Shimanata asked suspiciously, "It sounds like a **."

"No, it's not the same." The manager said, pointing to the window of the manager's room that opened to the dance floor, "Whoever eats it will become a believer in some kind of music god, and then suddenly be able to write pretty good music. These People come to me to perform, attracting a large number of underground music and rock fans."

The detectives looked at each other, Kyoda Keishi asked suspiciously: "Hey, Juda-kun, are you from the Narcotics Crime Control Section? Is there any anaesthetic with this effect?"

"Do all hallucinogens have this effect?" Detective Iida said in an uncertain tone, "and most users of hallucinogens claim that their artistic inspiration exploded after taking hallucinogens."

"Are there really outbreaks?" someone asked.

Detective Jutian shook his head: "Definitely not, if it really existed, artists would have used this a long time ago. Without talent, how could it be possible to take shortcuts by taking drugs. It's just an excuse for their own depravity. That's all."

"As expected." Some of the detectives sighed.

But the manager shook his head vigorously: "No, no, I've been running a disco for a long time, and I still have a little musical appreciation. Those who took this blue pill did suddenly make a breakthrough in music..."

At this moment, Araki, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke up: "It's a psychological suggestion.

"At the World Sprint Championships a few years ago, an athlete from a poor country in the Middle East ran amazingly well and won a bronze medal because his coach gave him 'doping' before he ran.

"In hindsight, however, it was just an ordinary vitamin."

Huaju paused and continued: "According to the information obtained now, most of the people who are suspected of taking pills have encountered bottlenecks in music. Those who can realize the bottlenecks are inherently talented. people.

"Ordinary people don't even realize the bottleneck. Then, under the influence of psychological cues, these people achieved a breakthrough. Maybe those pills are really dyed cod liver oil."

Since washing powder can be used as a chemical weapon, it is not impossible to use cod liver oil as a hallucinogen.

But Yoshiaki Shimafang asked with a puzzled look: "Does cod liver oil have hallucinogenic effects?"

"I don't think so, but this one is also simple. Go to Yunnan, China, get some fresh mushrooms and make them into water, and you'll see the **** of music as well. There may be more than one." Araki said with disapproval.

Shiraotori said, "More than that, I might still see God."

After speaking, Shiratori turned his eyes to the dance floor below, staring at the lead singer of the band URB who was still playing: "I think we should ask these band members."

Manager: "They won't say it because they're crazy."

Yoshiaki Shimafang looked at the manager and said, "It doesn't sound like you're crazy, why don't we ask you first? Then Mr. Heisenberg ran away from you, and then where do the addicts go to get their pills and see their music? God?"

The manager spreads his hands: "I really don't know. Even if you use all your means on your side, you can't ask. If you don't know, you don't know. I asked Mr. Heisenberg the same question, Heisenberg. Mr. Fort said that the **** of music would guide his kin to find them."

Yoshiaki Shimafang slapped him when he went up, and then remembered that he didn't drink, but at this time, he couldn't care so much.

But the manager didn't change his face: "I really said everything I could, Mr. Heisenberg told me, and the police came and told the truth. He doesn't need someone like me to keep it secret for him.

"He was still in this room an hour and a half ago, but in the blink of an eye the others were gone. No one saw how he left. Only this window was open."

A criminal policeman went to the window to look out, and then turned around and reported to Yoshiaki Shimafang: "The police department, this place is very high."

The first floor of the disco is very high, so although this room is on the second floor, the window is already at a height where people jumping off will definitely hurt.

The manager continued: "Mr. Interpol, you can still continue to beat me in the name of drunken madness. But the legal jackals on our side will definitely give you small shoes. If I were you, I would think twice. ."

Isamata Yoshiaki clenched his fist, but he still didn't swing it out.

At this time, Detective Iida of the Narcotics Management Division said: "I remembered that the guidance of the **** of music reminded me of a case in the United States.

“There was a time when someone in the United States sold a drug that could enhance human hearing, and then used low-frequency whistle sounds that ordinary people couldn’t hear to tell addicts where to buy things.”

Yoshiaki Shimafang frowned: "It sounds like this voice can be discovered by technical detectives using technical means."

"Yes, the US DEA also solved this matter with the technical support of the FBI. At first, the DEA planned to let its agents take anesthesia to find the audio, but was laughed at by the FBI."

As soon as Interpol Jutian finished speaking, the manager coughed and reminded: "I'm still a civilian, please don't discuss the case like this. I don't want to be helped by you because of leaking your discussion. Reasons to hide criminals to arrest."

Yoshizhao Shimafang glanced at the manager, just at this moment, the police officer Gaoshan, who was watching the scene below, rushed into the room: "The lawyer is here."

Shiraotori was shocked: "So fast? It doesn't make sense!"

After all, in this day and age, there are only landlines, and it is very inconvenient to contact people. Finding a lawyer at night and asking him to come over quickly is not an ordinary effort.

As soon as Detective Shiratori finished speaking, the lawyer with the briefcase entered the door with awe-inspiring steps.

As soon as Araki looked at the lawyer, he frowned.

The lawyer glanced at everyone in the room, then bowed to the eldest detective, Shiratori Akira, and handed out his business card: "I am Chai Sheng Tian Jiu from the Chai Sheng Law Firm, and I was entrusted to serve as this gentleman. , and the two deaf lawyers you arrested tonight for picking quarrels and provoking trouble."

Detective Shiratori took the business card and glanced at Araki.

Obviously, Shiratori noticed that Aramaki's expression changed just now.

"Lawyer Chai Sheng," Detective Shiratori deliberately made his tongue difficult, "I'm drunk, you and my partner Takagi..."

"I'm Gaoshan Detective." Gaoshan Detective grabbed the conversation, took Chai Sheng's business card from Shiratori Detective, and blocked in front of the lawyer, "If you have anything, you can go to the police station with your client. Say."

"Sorry, I am also representing the legal affairs related to the death pit disco. If you make trouble here, I can't leave. My assistant and I will photograph the whole process of your actions here for future reference. Evidence of the lawsuit."

Having said that, Chai Ikuta pointed to the door of the room.

His assistant was holding a small eight-inch camera and filming the police officers in the room.

Chai Ikuta paused for a long time, then continued: "Of course, if there is a search warrant or arrest warrant, it will be different. We will never obstruct law enforcement. Do you...have a search warrant?"

The detective Shiratori Akira was speechless and glanced at Yoshiaki Shima Fang—his setting was that he was drunk, and it was inappropriate for him to direct everyone.

Isama Fang Yoshiaki waved his hand: "It's alright, it's alright, hold Shiratori and take it away, don't let him get drunk and go crazy again."

So a group of detectives started to walk out angrily.

**

Outside the disco, Akira Shiratori grabbed the Arama scroll that was going directly back to the headquarters of Sakurada Gate: "Do you know this Shiba Ikutajiu?"

"I don't know. But I can give you a little hint. This person is a dedicated attorney for Fufu Technology, and basically only accepts Fufu Technology's cases."

"Where did the mother's welfare technology pop up? What are they doing?" Because the police officer Shiratori had indeed drank two large glasses of whisky, the alcohol was a little heavy at this time, and his words began to lose patience.

Arabaki glanced at him and replied without changing his face: "The question you asked is what we are eager to find out."

"You? You mean, including your boss?"

Aramaki: "Remember, that's your boss too. That's the boss of all of Japan."

"If you say this, it's easy to be regarded as a KGB spy, be careful." Detective Shiratori let go of Araki, turned and walked towards his car.

**

When I got home with Ma that day, there were only two tenants and Chiyoko waiting, and all the apprentices except Amo went home.

So Kazuma took a shower and went to bed after fencing practice with Ah Mao.

The next morning, Kazuma got up and washed as usual, cleaned his eyes, and then leisurely ran to the kendo ground to prepare for the morning exercise, and saw Nanjo Honami coming from the yard, climbing up the house under the slippers edge side.

Hema: "You should go through the front door!"

"It's more convenient here. There is still a knock at the front door. If the seniors and seniors on the second floor are still sleeping, it will be bad for them to be disturbed."

"We'll make a lot of noise later, and we'll disturb them." He Ma said.

For non-sparring kendo practice, a shout will be used to indicate the completion of a move. For example, in the counter-attack technique, the sparring player makes a move first and then shouts "Sa", while the counter-attacker shouts "Oh" after using the counter-attack technique, both loudly.

Of course, different schools and gyms shout differently, but it's always called.

And your voice should be loud, otherwise you will be reprimanded by teachers or senior brothers for "no energy".

"There is no way to practice kendo. Seniors and sisters are all members of the kendo club and will definitely understand." Nanjo Honami said, and took out the folded kendo uniform from the big bag she was carrying.

Kawama: "You put your ceremonial clothes back on yesterday?"

"Yeah, I washed it by the way, and then let our servants dry it overnight. You smell it, and the scent of lavender." Honami said, and brought the robe to Kazuma.

Leave up with Ma and sniff it.

Actually, He Ma didn't know what the scent of lavender looked like. Maybe he had smelled it on a girl in the company or a lady who met by chance on the elevator, but he didn't know it was lavender.

He recognizes Bai Meixiang because of the animation.

So He Ma Wenwan sighed: "This is the scent of lavender. Wait a minute, when you wear this dress, won't the fragrance of white plum on your body conflict with the scent of lavender?"

Honami tilted her head: "Shouldn't it be?"

After she finished speaking, she pressed the Taoist uniform to her chest, leveled it, and then said to Hema, "Will you come and smell it?"

And Ma leaned over and smelled it, and found that the two scents blended well.

Suddenly, I had an idea with Ma: "Why does it smell like milk?"

Honami smiled and patted the horse: "Get out of here!"

He Ma: "Ah, so you drink milk for breakfast! Look at your lips!"

As he spoke, Kazuma gestured above his lips.

There is a famous milk advertisement of this era, which is marked by a white smear above the mouth of the character in the advertisement. Playing with the horse here is the stalk of this advertisement.

Honami really took out the handkerchief and wiped her lower lip, then changed the topic: "How was the investigation yesterday?"

"Ah, Jinguji told you."

"Hmm. I was worried that you might get into trouble in the disco, but I'm relieved when I think about your skills. So, did you find anything?"

"Yes, yes, but it's very strange." He Ma paused, first made sure if anyone was eavesdropping outside the dojo, and then lowered his voice and told Honami about yesterday's discovery.

Honami was speechless: "It's very strange. It's more like a religious fanaticism than hallucinogens~IndoMTL.com~ Or, when the eggs come, ask her?"

"That's what I thought. Why did she come so late today?"

"It was me who came early." Honami said, "I have to repay the sect. So you are going to continue to visit the underground band today? Or do you just go straight to the URB band?"

"Let's start our visit from the outside. Yesterday I guessed that the Shiratori police officers and the others should have taken action against the URB and the Death Pit, but today we probably won't be able to find out anything." Kazuma shrugged, "It's also possible that the URB has all been taken. I was caught by the Metropolitan Police Department, eating pork chop rice."

Although yesterday's clue was provided by "Mr. Kiryu, an enthusiastic citizen", Detective Shiratori is not obliged to tell Kazuma about the subsequent development.

In addition to the backward means of communication in this era, Kazuma naturally didn't know what happened later.

Honami: "I really want to visit with you."

"Don't, in those places we go, there are more troubles for girls to go to, but Ah Mao is easy to use." He Ma said, "So for this visit, I plan to not even bring Jingu Temple, and call me directly. Ah Mao."

"Is it okay? Isn't Ah Mao going to work and prepare for exams?"

And the horse was silent.

Indeed, Ah Mao has to work part-time and prepare for exams, so he can't keep dragging him to investigate.

At this time, Honami suggested: "How about calling that Miss Kitagawa Saori? She is Miss Jidao, so there must be no problem entering those places. Besides, she was originally the lead singer of an underground band. "

Kawama looked at Honami, hesitated, and finally nodded: "Well, this proposal is very reasonable. After school is over today, I will go and ask Beichuan Shaori if she is willing. If she is not willing, I will I can only go to Longtan alone."

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