I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 176: Visible Shiba Ikutaji

"Tsk, doesn't that mean that guy is idle at home..."

Chonghong Yuansi let out an unpleasant tut, and his expressionless face also showed an angry look.

The power and wealth that mortals crave will not come in handy on the mysterious side. The only rule for the mysterious side to pass is strength.

Different from Shii Yutianjiu, who has neither strength nor force, Kiryu and Ma are rare swordsmen who can fight with the big demon, and they also get the help of the demon fox Yuzaomae. Even Shigehiro Yuansi himself had a brief conflict with Kiryu and Ma, and left memories of humiliation and defeat. Even a while ago, there were rumors that Kiryu and Ma walked alone in a dark place, and it is said that they also severely damaged the local demon master——

No matter how reluctant Shigehiro Yuansi is, he must admit the threat of such an active powerhouse. In the long time spent by the dream-eating tapir, there were actually several experiences of defeating such rare powerhouses.

Experience tells him that such heroes often have extraordinary blessings of destiny, and their actions can hardly be judged by common sense. If Kiryu and Ma really start investigating the sleepwalker riots, it's probably just a matter of time before they find this place, as Faron Aikawa said.

Shigehiro Wonji isn't eagerly looking forward to a war with Kiryu and Ma, at least not yet. It takes time to advance the construction, and in terms of the value of delaying time, it may not be the best time to break away from Fuzhi Technology... Chonghong Yuansi fell silent because of thinking, and at the same time, Chai Sheng, who was sitting stiffly below, vomited. He let out a long breath like air in his lungs.

"Having a life back..."

This is Shiba Ikuta's real feeling that he has not spoken out. Most of these mysterious non-characters are means of killing people without blood, and the law and order established in ordinary cognition are meaningless to them.

Chai Sheng deals with the mysterious side as a messenger of Hechuan Farong, which is actually no different from dancing on the mountain of knives with his eyes tied. Chai Sheng tried his best to calm his heart, which was beating violently because of his near-death, and turned his attention to the place that deviates from Shigehong Yuansi in order to distract his attention.

"Huh?" Chai Sheng suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

At the foot of a giant stone statue behind Shigehiro Yuansi, he suddenly saw a little girl in a kimono emerge. The little girl is about seven or eight years old. She has snow-like skin and silver hair woven from the moonlight. She is dressed in a kimono with red sleeves on a white background.

The little girl timidly stuck her head out from the giant's feet and looked at it from a distance curiously, but Chai Sheng almost subconsciously looked away. Chai Sheng wasn't sure whether the little girl was human, after all, most of the non-characters were spirits that charmed men.

And if the answer is yes, then he doesn't dare to think about the reason for the little girl's presence here, and probably can only be disgusted by Shigehiro Yuansi's interest.

When he turned his eyes to the couch, he found that Chonghong Yuansi was staring at him for some time, with an unprecedented sternness in his eyes. Chai Sheng was almost certain that if he asked any questions about the little girl, or showed the slightest interest, he would probably not be able to leave the room today.

"How are you thinking?" Chai Sheng lowered his head and pretended that he didn't see anything.

"Humph." Chonghong Yuansi snorted coldly, the fierce light in his eyes gradually subsided, and his tone softened a little, "In short, I have completed what he wanted to do for Mr. Hechuan, and he also did what I wanted to do. I don't have the position to point fingers. But well, he has a point. It is really troublesome for me to be called by Kiryu and Ma at this time, so I will send someone to clear the evidence and make sure that Kiryu and Ma will not look for Fortune Technology. trouble. Just go back and tell Mr. Hechuan."

"...Thank you very much." Chai Sheng lowered his head in relief.

"Okay, if you have nothing to do, then leave." Chonghong Yuansi waved his hand like a fly, and issued an order to expel the guests.

Though Shiba Ikuta got up from the sofa, he didn't move. Chai Sheng looked at the owner of the big house with embarrassment, and a humiliation expression appeared on his face. "Sorry, I can't find my way out, can you... have someone take me off?"

This maze-like house is a space beyond Chai Sheng's comprehension. No matter how good his memory is, he can't go out the same way. Of course, Chonghong Yuansi, the owner of the big house, is well aware of this.

"That's really rude, Heihachiro, go and see off the guests." The corners of Shige Hiroshi's mouth curved, and he snapped his fingers to call out his subordinate's name.

Heihachiro is a burly bald-headed man with a ghost tattoo on his back faintly showing through the gap of his collar. He also has quite terrifying biceps on both arms.

Although I was curious and focused on when Hong Yuansi brought such fierce men under his command, Chai Sheng could only bow his head and follow him to the door obediently.

Before leaving the mansion, Chai Sheng tried his best to suppress the thought of looking at the feet of the stone statue.

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The period of frequent daydreamers coincided with the time when Kiryu Dojo turned into a dark place, so Tamamo speculates that the former was triggered by the latter.

If you go back further, you will find that most of those day sleepwalkers seem to be similar to Hasegawa Mikoto, who had a period of trance and frequent strange dreams at a certain time two or three years ago. From this, it is inferred that there must be a black hand from the mysterious side behind the sleepwalker, and from the exaggerated scale, there is a high probability that it is the hand of the dream-eating tapir.

In other words, sleepwalkers are mentally disturbed by the mystical side before they experience daydreaming symptoms due to the stimulation of the often-dark dojo. Such reasoning is logically sound, but it encounters obstacles in advancing the investigation.

After Hasegawa and Ma asked several sleepwalkers one after another, none of them could recall the experience before that abnormal period, and if they recalled the content of the dream, they would immediately be captured by the dream, without exception.

The adversary is obviously very cunning and has done a pretty good job of keeping it secret. Although the fox at home was very unconvinced that she could forcibly open the dream to spy on it if she wanted to, but doing so would cause considerable damage to the sleepwalker's spirit, so Kazuma rejected it on the spot.

In any case, since it is impossible to directly break through from the victim with a frontal attack, the only way to find the detection point from the side is to find a way.

The number of daydreamers that have appeared so far is close to 300. Such a large-scale intervention in the world is unprecedented in terms of the mysterious side of the current weakening. Such a large-scale interference activity cannot be promoted in private, but if it is put into society, it will definitely leave traces, and Kazuma intends to investigate from this aspect.

So He and Ma transferred the list of sleepwalkers from the police station, and then asked the Nanjo family to investigate the sleepwalkers' life trajectories in the past two or three years, and then compare them horizontally in hopes of discovering their common intersection.

This is, of course, a laborious and time-consuming task, and people who don't know the Mystery side can't even understand what he's doing. However, Kazuma has spared no effort to push the investigation, because he always has a rather bad premonition——

The other party quietly sets up such a big game, and spends effort to hide it. Of course, it can't be love and peace. This time, the dojo is often darkened, and the corner of the behind-the-scenes chess game is accidentally exposed, which also disrupts its layout more or less. .

"Alas, this is not a job that can be done just by hard work..."

He Ma rubbed his sore eyes and looked up from the mountains of information on the desk. The fact that such detailed information was transferred in a very short time shows Honami's eagerness to support the master. The problem is that the processing speed is not so fast.

Of course, this does not mean that the brain is inferior to that of a horse. After all, the IQ of being admitted to Dongda University is definitely not low. In terms of reflexes, memory and horses are also far higher than the average of ordinary people. It is suitable for checking information indoors. Compared with the vast sea of ​​intelligence in front of him, he would rather carry a knife to suppress the extreme way.

"Tsk, if only Asano was here..."

He Ma couldn't help but think of his hospital partner. Asano, who graduated as the chief of the Department of Literature, can be described as a veritable scholar and bureaucrat, who is quite efficient in handling paperwork. If he was here, He Ma would have left this pile of work to him without any hesitation, but it was a pity that he could only think about it right now. Although he is currently idle, he will have to return to the mobile team sooner or later to work in the mobile team. At that time, it is time to form his own team.

Asano from the literature department and Yoshikawa from the martial arts department are both trusted by Kazuma in terms of personality and ability, and should be able to support the chassis of Kazuma's culture and martial arts.

However, a scholar can't fight a vicious katana, and a karate master probably can't handle a complicated situation. It would be exhausting to expect Kazuma to experience every time he encounters trouble, so if you add Nagasaki Kurosaki, who has excellent on-the-spot judgment and execution skills~IndoMTL.com~, the organizational structure of the Kazuma team will be even better. tends to be ideal.

"Sure enough, I still want to recruit him..."

He Ma shook his head and sighed. This imagining of the future police chief's team helped him climb out of the sea of ​​​​information that was about to drown, and it was a form of escapism.

After a short break, Kazuma turned his attention to the piles of information books on the desk. Honami sent investigation reports on 280 sleepwalkers, and Kazuma has barely read less than one-fifth of them so far.

He has not found any suspicious intersections in the life trajectories of the more than fifty sleepwalkers. If the number of samples is expanded, he may get a clearer outline, but just imagining the workload and horses gives birth to a stomachache. Feel.

For the first time in his life, the swordsman of the world has no fear of monsters and monsters.

"Well, after going to the dojo for a little activity, the combination of work and rest may be more efficient."

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