I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 22: Steering straight down

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Mikako is still greeting Kazuma: "Come on! This barbecue looks very good, and the apple candy over there is also delicious!"

He Ma smiled and said, "You can eat it if you don't mind. Don't worry about me. I'll show up at the social office."

"Eh~~~" Mikako took a long note to express her dissatisfaction.

He Ma originally wanted to ignore her, but today she is too cute, and cute children can enjoy special treatment, so He Ma still comforted: "I'll go to the social office to show my face, I'll be back soon, and I will accompany you when the time comes. Enough."

"Really? Pull the hook."

Seeing Mikako with such an extravagant figure make such innocent girlish movements, Kazuma involuntarily obeyed her, and stepped forward to hook her little finger with the little finger of her right hand.

At this moment, He Ma suddenly wanted to copy a song "Swear by Hook Finger".

When the Chinese side pulls the hook, the formula is that if the hook is hung for a hundred years, nothing will change, while the Japanese formula emphasizes that those who break the promise must swallow a thousand needles.

After pulling the hook, Mikako let go of her hand, and then patted Kazuma's shoulder hard: "Go! Come back when things are done, and I will replace you with Qingliu!"

Qing Liu: "Eh? What? What's the matter with me?"

Kawama: "Please, Qing Liuliu! Look after this monkey for me."

"Why did you call me Qingliu Liu, Kazuma! Really..." Although Qingliu frowned, she still took a few steps forward and looked at Mikako, "What do you want to eat? I'll accompany you. You go buy it."

"I want to go over there and play ring throwing!" Mikako said.

"Aren't you going to eat? Why do you want a ring all of a sudden?"

"It's the way it is!"

Mikako jumped to the center of the shrine square, and Qingliu followed her unhappily, like Xiaoxin who was forced to come out to walk the dog in the comics.

And the other girls from Kiryu Dojo are now gathering in front of the stall selling apple candy.

He Ma looked at Tamamo, who was licking happily with the apple candy, and turned around and walked towards the office.

Qingliu has the fighting power to follow Mikako, and Tamamo looks at everyone, so there should be nothing to worry about.

God, don't get cold.

The shrine office has also been redecorated. There are three witches sitting in the sales window on the first floor. However, there are not many people who come to the festival early, so no one visits the office. The three witches are doing nothing. to chat with.

The one sitting in the middle of the three witches is Hiroko, but she put on makeup and used concealer to deal with the freckles on her face, and she looks much prettier than when I met her with Ma before.

The other two witches may be friends of Hiroko.

He Ma went to the sales window and asked, "God asked me to come over and talk about something."

"Eh? Ah, Mr. Kiryu!" Hiroko smiled, "The Lord of God is in his office in the back, but I didn't hear him say he was waiting for you."

"He's waiting for me." Kazuma emphasized beyond doubt, "Then I'll go."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the main entrance of the social office.

When he turned around, he heard Hiroko's friend ask Hiroko: "This is Mr. Kiryu? He's more handsome than expected."

"This is the case with boys in Tokyo. I don't know if he will like..."

"Don't think about it, there are a group of beautiful female apprentices. I've seen a few of them, all of them are so beautiful that girls will be tempted."

At the main entrance of the office, Hema met several strong men carrying festival flags and other decorations.

These people are wearing the armbands of the Tourism Promotion Association.

He Ma passed this group of people and entered the social office. Looking at the social office, which was neat and tidy when we came, it is now full of various things.

A young man wearing the armband of the Tourism Promotion Association was holding a writing pad and saw Hema come in and asked directly, "What are you here for?"

"I'm here to see the Lord." He Ma said.

"He's in his office." The young man pointed to the passageway inside.

He Ma nodded, and carefully observed the young man as he walked inside - it stands to reason that there should be no young people in the hot spring street, after all, even the hotel waitresses are aunts in their thirties.

Suddenly seeing a young man in his early twenties, Kazuma should pay more attention.

"Is there something on my face?" the young man asked, noticing Kazuma's gaze.

He Ma: "It seems that there are not many young people in the local area, so I think it is quite novel."

"I've been in charge of paperwork at the village office. The young people who stay here are either working as clerks or passing time in the Fire and Disaster Mitigation Department." The other party explained with a smile, "There are not enough staff now, so I came out of the office. Helped."

He Ma said "oh", stopped looking at the man, and strode into the passage leading to the back.

He came to the door of the Lord's office lightly and knocked gently on the door.

"Ota-san, I'm here."

There is silence over the sliding door.

Stuttering with horses - no way?

He directly opened the sliding door and saw the Lord of the Gods lying on the table.

"Someone!" He Ma shouted loudly, "Something happened to Lord God!"

He didn't enter the office for the first time, because he suddenly had an idea, and some detective novels about blaming the first discoverer as the murderer appeared in his mind.

The young man in charge of material distribution came first: "What's going on?"

"The Lord God has an accident, call a doctor!"

"Got it!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, another middle-aged man's voice sounded: "What's going on?"

The young man who distributed the supplies said: "Doctor Fujita! The one who said it was Lord God had an accident."

"Oh?"

A middle-aged man surnamed Fujita appeared in Kazuma's line of sight with a box with a red cross, followed by the young man just now.

"The doctor came so quickly." He Ma said.

"Because I'm at the shrine office and I'm going to deal with the injured people at the festival tonight. The stone steps in front of this shrine are particularly prone to sprained feet. Every year, a bunch of tourists like this have to be dealt with." Dr. Fujita replied while asking The Lord's Office came.

He Ma then asked, "You don't sound like a local with an accent."

"Of course not. There is no doctor in this place, so I have to go to town to see a doctor. But if you want to develop tourism and build a hot spring town, you can't even have a doctor, so you invited me over from Tokyo. Just let me go."

Get out of the door with the horse.

Dr. Fujita glanced at the office, and his tone immediately became urgent: "Taro, call someone! Maybe you will be sent to the town hospital for emergency treatment."

"Understood." The young man behind the doctor replied loudly, and Kazuma knew that his name was Taro.

At the same time that Taro turned around and ran away, Doctor Fujita stepped forward and squatted down in front of the low table of the Lord, and turned the Lord's hand to feel the pulse.

"I'm going to do CPR," he said solemnly. "Come here and help me level the person."

He Ma immediately stepped forward to help level the Lord God.

The doctor first checked the God Lord's mouth and nose, and then to see if there was any trauma on the body. Finally, he opened the front of the priest's official dress on the God Lord and began CPR.

At this time, Taro came with a few people from the Tourism Promotion Association.

As soon as the leading uncle entered the office, he shouted: "Doctor Fujita, can he still preside over the ceremony?"

"Damn it! He can't even save his life!" Dr. Fujita scolded, while CPR did not stop at all.

He Ma observed this person who came in and asked if the Lord could still preside over the ceremony.

Looking at the expression, it should be regarded as a small leader, most likely a local, 30 to 40 years old.

The man looked at the **** on the ground: "What's wrong? Just now he was yelling at us in the square, and he suddenly fell down?"

"I don't know. Has the Lord's family come? Can you tell me if he has a history of heart disease?"

Everyone shook their heads, and Taro answered instead of everyone: "The only relative of the Lord of God is in Tokyo. Would you like to call Hiroko over and ask?"

"Shout here!"

Taro turned around and ran out of the room.

And Ma is carefully observing the furnishings in the room.

He first tried to open the sliding door to the other side, and it opened easily.

——My dear, this doesn't even count as a secret room, you can just pull the door open from the outside and you can come in and commit the murder. After you're done, just walk outside and run away.

Step out the door with the horse.

Outside is the edge side, and down from the edge side is the muddy ground, the soil is dry and hard, and no footprints can be seen.

So Kazuma looked up at the eaves.

He is a master of parkour, and going to the room is a routine operation for him.

——Not to mention the white-haired guy I chased for ten miles that night, but he is the ape Tarzan who can fly between the treetops.

At this time, more people poured into the Lord's office.

"Mr. Fujita, what's wrong with the Lord God?" Hiroko also came in and asked anxiously.

"The situation is not very good, no, very bad. Does the Lord have a history of heart disease? Do you usually take any heart disease-related drugs?"

"No." Bozi shook his head, "Master God has always been in good health, and this year he has always gone up the mountain to collect herbs, wearing that mountaineering outfit. He may be physically stronger than me, and he can climb the stone steps in front of the shrine faster than me. Fast."

"That's weird." Dr. Fujita stopped CPR, felt his pulse, and shook his head, "I think it's better to let the police handle it."

"What? Let the police handle it? That's not good!" the little boss just shouted again.

"Xiao Lin!" Dr. Fujita roared, "You know this is dead?"

"What's the matter? Doctor Fujita, do you know how many people in this hot spring town are eating for a year during the tourist season, and how many people are counting on this festival to subsidize their families? The festival will stop when the police come! No, this Absolutely not!"

Doctor Fujita pointed to the nose of the man named Kobayashi: "You! How can you say such a rebellious thing?"

"How can I be rebellious, I didn't say that I can't call the police, I just don't let the police call now, and when the festival is over, let the police come to investigate. It can't be like last year! Last year, because of the death of a college student in the mountains, It was such a big battle that it scared away a bunch of tourists!

"If we do this again this year, everyone in Hot Spring Street will drink the northwest wind!"

He and Ma couldn't talk anyway, so they continued to investigate the room.

Unexpectedly, Xiaolin suddenly saw Kazuma, pointed at him and asked loudly, "What's the matter with this raw face here?"

"Huh? Me?" He Ma was stunned for a moment, but immediately explained, "The Lord of God called me in the evening and asked me to come to the shrine to meet him, saying that he had made an amazing discovery."

"What discovery?" Kobayashi asked.

He Ma: "How do I know? He should have called from the main hall of the Social Security Office. He said it was hard to tell because of the number of people, so he asked me to come over and talk in detail."

As soon as Hema finished speaking, Taro nodded and said, "Yes, God Lord did make a phone call in the evening, but I didn't understand what he said. His voice was very low, and the main hall of the social office was at that time. There are a lot of people and it's messy."

The whole social office has a telephone in the main hall. Usually, the clerk sitting at the sales window of the social office also answers the phone.

Xiao Lin frowned and stared at Kazuma: "Why are you so mysterious? Who are you? What are you doing here?"

An uncle behind Kobayashi said, "He is Mr. Kiryu who lives in the hotel on the mountainside, and he is a musician who came here to create music."

"You're a musician at such a young age?" Xiao Lin shook his head. "What is the most important thing for a musician and a **** to keep away from everyone mysteriously?"

Kazuma: "I'm Kiryu Kazuma, a student at the University of Tokyo, and a student detective who has helped the police solve important cases many times."

He felt that if he didn't reveal his identity at this time, he would lose his right to investigate.

A group of uncles led by Kobayashi showed surprised expressions.

Taro suddenly said "oh": "I remember! You are Kiryu Kazuma from that newspaper!"

The three words "in the newspaper" have great power on these villagers, making Xiaolin and the others look at He Ma's expressions immediately.

Kazuma: "Yes, I am the Kiryu Kazuma in the newspaper. I originally came to this hot spring town for a vacation, and I wrote some music by the way. After the Lord knew that I was the Kiryu Kazuma, he commissioned me to investigate last year's things."

The uncle behind Xiaolin immediately started talking:

"What happened last year was about Meiji University?"

"That's just an ordinary accident. The police have made the case."

"No, it could be love. My wife said she saw the girl at Meiji University quarreling with the dead boy."

They were chattering about the things Kazuma already knew, all of which were not conclusive evidence to accuse Akasai Kaede of killing her childhood sweetheart.

And Kazuma is now more concerned about the Lord's affairs.

He Ma returned to the Lord of God from the door leading to the courtyard, squatted down, and asked Mr. Fujita, "Can you determine the cause of death?"

Doctor Fujita looked at the Lord of God's face and shook his head: "I'm not a forensic doctor. I can only tell you that there are no obvious scars on your body, no strangulation marks on your neck, and no marks of blunt blows on the top of your head... well. So my first reaction just now was to suspect a heart attack."

And Ma nodded, then turned to the low table in the office.

There are teacups and loose items such as banknotes on the table. All of these are still well placed on the table, indicating that the Lord did not struggle when he died.

As long as he struggles, his desk can't be this neat.

He should have died in a very peaceful state.

—Poison?

But can poison kill people so quietly?

Kawama thought about ~IndoMTL.com~ and took out the gloves from their pockets—the gloves were taken from the Lord of God at the beginning, but after taking them, there was no chance to use them, and I didn't expect them to be used at this time.

It's a bit of dark humor.

Taro saw Kazuma put on gloves and sighed: "It feels so professional."

He Ma glanced at him and asked casually, "Are you sure you saw the Lord of God calling in the evening?"

"Yes, you also received a call from God Lord."

"Then, the time of death should be between the call and the time I broke in." Kazuma put on his gloves and began to look at the objects on the table.

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