I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 62: A wave starts again

After handing over the gold watch to someone from Jinshan, Kazuma went to work the next day wearing the electronic watch.

He wanted to wear a fake gold watch to work right away, but getting an identical gold watch would take time.

As soon as he arrived at the office that day, the Hashimoto Police Department of the Accounting Department came to him.

Kawama noticed that Hashimoto glanced at his wrist as soon as he entered the door.

This is obviously confirming the watch.

"Hashimoto Police Department, are you not used to me wearing a digital watch to work?" He Ma asked.

Hashimoto Police Department laughed: "I thought you would definitely eliminate this electronic watch today."

It was impossible for Kazuma to tell Hashimoto that his sister had sold the gold watch to repair the house, he could only laugh: "This electronic watch has been with me for many years. After getting up this morning, I was in a hurry and walked away. Put it on."

Hashimoto Police Department's complex expression: "That's it"

"Is there a problem?" Kazuma couldn't help asking.

"No, no problem at all. From what you said, you originally wanted to change a watch today, didn't you?" Hashimoto asked.

"Yes, a senior from the University of Tokyo gave me a new watch yesterday. I wanted to wear that."

Hashimoto smiled: "Isn't the watch from the seniors cheap? It seems that someone has already been eyeing your fat meat."

He Ma: "How did I become fat?"

"For the establishment of the Rangers, a lot of police equipment must be purchased, right? It is said that helicopters will also be provided for you, so the card face."

He Ma just laughed: "I don't care about the purchase of helicopters. If I say it, I will purchase American Black Hawks. Then our equipment is better than that of the Self-Defense Forces. It's a pity. "

Hashimoto made a few more jokes before getting up and saying goodbye.

Waiting for Hashimoto to leave with Ma, he stood up and walked out of the training officers' office. While leaving the office, he ran into Yuji Nagano.

Huano Yuji had a stinky face, as if he didn't want to give way to Kazuma, but Kazuma deftly turned over from the table next to him.

He heard Yuji Tsuneto muttering, "Like a monkey."

Kawama ignored Tsunono and went straight out of the office to the Accounting Department.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Accounting Department, he happened to hear a phone call inside.

The Hashimoto Police Department said to the phone: "He didn't wear a gold watch. He said that he got up in a hurry this morning, so he was used to wearing an electronic watch. I think it may be true. He came early today. I guess I went out very early to avoid the morning rush hour.”

He Ma was listening when someone came, so He Ma pretended to pass in front of the Accounting Department office and went straight to the toilet along the corridor.

Solving the problem with the horse in the toilet while facing the urinal on the wall, while thinking: Someone asked Hashimoto to come over to confirm whether he was wearing a watch or not. Is this confirming whether he is a member of the gold watch group?

Did it come so quickly?

He Ma actually wanted to explain that he had nothing against joining the gold watch group, but the watch was sold by the old girl, and the fake watch has not been returned.

But then he thought about it, wouldn't that make him look low? I'm a little unhappy. I will wear a fake gold watch tomorrow to show off, so that the group of people behind Hashimoto will know that they are really in a hurry to wear the wrong watch.

Besides, what does it matter if you join the gold watch group or not, you can't fight crime without joining the gold watch group? Can't do Hechuan Farong?

It doesn't make sense.

He Ma was relieved when he thought about it. He just finished urinating at this time. He hummed a song and went to the sink to wash his hands, and swaggered out of the toilet.

When I was going out of the toilet, I ran into the Kishimoto Police Department, who was in charge of the training ground, and said with a smile to Ma, "Yo, why don't you come and relax?"

"Yeah, but it killed me." Kishimoto suddenly approached Kazuma and said mysteriously, "I heard that you went to a super high-end restaurant last night. Did you eat well?"

"It's okay." Kazuma nodded, "but I think the taste is worse than Matsuya."

"Then you will take the initiative to tell people about Matsuya in the future. These people use the company's public relations funds to entertain guests. They will be scolded by their bosses if they don't spend their menstrual expenses."

He Ma was speechless: "Is that so?"

"Yes. So you see in the last few days of each month, the business of nightclubs is super good. In order to spend all the public relations funds that have not been spent, major companies will try their best to open drinks in nightclubs."

He Ma thought to himself, worthy of the bubble era of the money-loving fans.

I haven't signed the plaza agreement yet, and it's even more insane to sign the plaza agreement.

Yes, in the beginning Japan celebrated the Plaza Accord as a victory over the United States, and the Plaza Accord ushered the entire Japan into a true bubble era of infinite bubbles.

It wasn't until a decade later that Japan realized what the Plaza Accord was about, but by then they were powerless.

Kishimoto patted Hema on the shoulder and said with a deep meaning: "You will be entertained often in the future, so remember to call me when that happens."

He Ma nodded: "Okay, I must call."

This morning was rare and very peaceful, and no reporters came to interview at all.

When I went out to lunch with Ma, I couldn't help but sigh: "The street is so quiet, there are no annoying reporters at all."

Asano, who was with him, echoed: "There may be other hot spots today."

Then Ma Ye glanced at He Ma's hand and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! Why are you still wearing a digital watch?"

He Ma repeated the words he gave to Hashimoto in the morning: "I got up in a hurry this morning, and I was in a hurry to wear the wrong clothes."

"You can't do this." Asano pressed his forehead, "Other people will think that you are refusing to be a part of the gold watch group."

Kawama: "Tomorrow I'll be finished if I don't put on the gold watch."

"Hey, don't wear it wrong tomorrow. If you wear the wrong one for two days in a row, others will think you're neglectful."

"I know, there is such a way."

"Of course." Mayo sighed, "Actually, it's not that I can't understand the police department's idea of ​​making up for you. I want to put all these troublesome things aside and concentrate on dealing with criminals."

While talking, Kazuma arrived in front of his car, so he opened the door and got in the car.

Asano laughed as he climbed into the co-pilot seat: "However, the electronic watch is very suitable for your crepe car. You must be wearing a gold watch to drive this car."

He Ma started the car with a smile, when the police radio rang: "Attention to all vehicles around Odaiba, a body was salvaged by the Tokyo Channel dredging department, which is currently at the Tokyo Channel Management Wharf in Odaiba. "

He Ma and Asano looked at each other.

Asano: "Are you going? For the convenience of dealing with legal issues later, the Rangers also have the power to enforce the law."

If there is no law enforcement power, if the Rangers injure people in action or something, the follow-up will be troublesome.

So in order to avoid trouble, the Metropolitan Police gave the law enforcement power to the Rangers just like they gave the law enforcement power to the Mobile Team.

He Ma started the car in gear: "Let's go and see."

Odaiba is just that big, and Kazuma quickly arrived at the waterway management department's dock.

This is a small pier that can only park a few small construction boats and tugboats.

Now there are two police cars parked on the small pier, and several police officers are pulling the cordon.

He Ma always felt that these police officers were lazy.

The Odaiba area is not yet prosperous, the land is vast and the people are sparsely populated. Probably the newly established police station usually has nothing to do and is out of time.

He Ma drove the crepe car over there. We thought we had to go through a set of procedures, but we were rushed by the police who blocked the scene.

I didn't expect the policemen to salute when they saw the crepe cart.

Mayo: "I actually salute, the police department made up, we finally got out."

"It's just that my car is recognizable." He Ma waved his hand and got out of the car.

After all, he's the man who made crepe sales in Tokyo jump 30 percent in a few days.

Now all of Tokyo knows there's a hero cop who drives a crepe car.

He Ma strode past the blockade while showing his badge.

Several forensic officers are taking pictures of bodies on the ground.

He Ma saw at a glance the bright gold watch on the dead man's hand.

"Golden watch." Asano whispered to Kazuma.

He is used to Hema's excellent hearing, so he suppresses the sound to the point where only he can hear it, he knows Hema can hear it.

"Has the deceased been identified?" He Ma asked.

As soon as the two forensic officers looked up, they saluted when they saw it was Hema.

He Ma's popularity is really high now, after all, the Metropolitan Police Department has worked hard to publicize and Ma's heroic deeds in order to divert public attention from the tragic casualties.

Koma nodded in response, then repeated his question.

The forensic examiner immediately replied: "We have just arrived and have not started our investigation yet."

Kawama: "Check your belongings now, maybe a driver's license."

"Yes."

One of the two forensic officers immediately turned the body's pockets and pulled various items from the pockets.

One of the things the officers looked familiar.

That's a police handbook, and officers often identify themselves by displaying the badge on the police handbook.

He Ma took out gloves and put them on. As a detective, it is normal to carry gloves with you, but this gloves are not standard for police officers, but worn by crepe maker who bought it with the crepe cart That kind of glove.

Seeing this glove examiner hesitated for a while, but finally handed the police manual to Kazuma.

Open the cover with the horse and see the police badge and the name and rank of the deceased.

"Have you ever heard of this name, Kitacho Kenichi Police Department?" Kazuma looked up at Asano.

Asano shook his head: "No. But this person is wearing a gold watch, so he must be the gold watch group graduated from Dongda University."

One of the forensics took a deep breath: "Gold watch group? Isn't that an urban legend?"

And the horse: "No, they exist."

The two forensic officers looked down at Waima's watch after hearing what Hema said.

And the horse's electronic watch reflects the midday sun.

"Continue to look at other relics and see if there is anything that tells us what happened."

And the horse ordered.

The forensic examiner immediately resumed the work just now, one continued to dig into his pocket and the other inspected what he had taken out.

Suddenly, the forensic examiner in his pocket exclaimed: "I found a letter."

He pulled out the crumpled letter as he spoke.

He took the letter like a horse, opened the unsealed envelope, and took out the letter inside.

This is a suicide note.

Probably the content is that the deceased feels that life is not interesting and fun, and finally chooses to end his own life.

He Ma frowned, and Ma Ye, who stretched his neck to read the letter beside him, muttered, "You can die if you lower the letter a bit?"

Kawama shoves the letter directly to Asano.

Asano read the letter and said: "Looks like a depressed patient? It seems that depression has become more frequent recently. I have read several issues of depression in the psychology column in the newspaper, and some members of Congress have proposed legislation to Establish a depression counseling and help organization.”

He Ma did not take care of Mayo, but stared directly at the forensic examiner who took out the letter: "Before you took it out, you said it was a letter? Why would you know? This letter When I took it out, it was soaked in water and wrinkled."

Assessor: "I probably knew it was a letter as soon as I touched it, after all, this material is something"

"You feel the material through the glove?" Kazuma interrupted his defense.

"Yes." The forensic officer said firmly, "Don't underestimate my 20 years of forensic experience, the police department will make up."

And the horse was silent.

People say that, with the information Hema has now, nothing can be done.

But Kazuma believes that there must be something wrong with this forensic examiner. He either knew that a letter would be found on the deceased Kitamachi, or he simply put the letter on Kitamachi.

He Ma took another look at the state of the letter that Mayo was studying, and felt that it couldn't have been placed on the corpse just now. After all, the letter paper was soaked in water and almost turned into pulp.

At this time, Asano muttered: "It's strange, the handwriting of this letter is very clear after soaking in water for so long. Could it be written in waterproof ink?"

Kawama: "You won't know until you test it. It just so happens that I have an acquaintance in the forensic department of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Is it Kimura, he is indeed a generalist and proficient in laboratory work." Asano replied.

At this point the forensic examiner said: "You can't take the evidence, it must be kept in the evidence room of the police station."

Kawama: "The murder case should be handed over to the search class, and the evidence should also be handed over."

"But it was a suicide~IndoMTL.com~ said the forensic examiner who just got the letter.

"But the person who died is the police department of the Metropolitan Police Department." He Ma added, "The case should be handed over to the search class at this time."

The two forensic officers looked at each other, and at this moment, a voice came from behind the horse and the horse: "Then let's hand it over, we are also happy to relax, don't we?"

He Ma turned around and saw a policeman in his fifties leading a young man in his early twenties who had just crossed the cordon.

The young man was obviously excited to see Hema, as if he wanted to sign autographs when he saw a star.

The old policeman followed Hema's gaze towards his partner and smiled: "This guy admires you. If you can give him an autograph, he will be happy for a week, and the Kiryu Police Department will make up for it."

He Ma: "No, I'm not a star, and I don't have the habit of signing autographs."

At this time, the young man stammered and said, "But you, you are a composer, you should have been involved in buying albums for autographs, right?"

He was speechless with Ma. He really participated in this kind of activity. It was in his senior year. At that time, the tapes of his music collection were released, and then the publisher engaged in the work of signing and selling tapes.

He Ma was writing his name and greetings on the packaging of nearly 3,000 cassettes, and his hands were almost useless.

He Ma: "Then go buy a cassette of my songs and send it to the mobile team station. I'll sign it for you and send it back to you."

The little policeman was overjoyed: "Is it okay? Great!"

The old policeman coughed, and after attracting his attention, he said, "Tell me about this dead man. You said he was the police department of the Metropolitan Police Department. Do you know him?"

He Ma shook his head: "I don't know. But the top students who graduated from the University of Tokyo will not be sent to the police station below in theory."

The old policeman glanced at the watch of the deceased and nodded, "Indeed."