I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 25: Probing

At eight o'clock in the morning, Kiryu and Ma, who were practicing in the morning, watched the sleepy Beichuan Shaori appear in the corridor outside the dojo gate.

"Beichuan, do you need Nanjo's car to take you to school?" Kazuma asked.

Bei Chuan Sha Xuli gave He Ma a white look: "You don't have to worry about it. I haven't changed my school uniform yet, so I'm going to school in the same clothes that I'm wearing to drive the dean crazy."

"Then take you home to change clothes?" He Ma asked again.

"Are you an idiot? In this case, of course, you are escaping the morning class. I have to wait until the morning rush hour is over, then take the tram home to change clothes and go to class leisurely."

He Ma: "It's not good to skip class."

"It's up to you."

"Okay, I don't care. I improvised a theme for Anno-san's movie yesterday, come and help me arrange the next song."

"Why should I arrange the music for you!" Shaori Beichuan shouted impatiently, "Climb!"

After she finished speaking, she went to the bathroom.

Kawama scratched his head. He originally thought that Beichuan Shaoli would come over to arrange music while scolding, and he would become a dedicated arranger for Hema, but he didn't expect that this trick would not work.

It seems that the favorability is not enough.

It doesn't matter with Ma, anyway, there will definitely be professional audio supervisors and arrangers who will come to help him.

At this time, the idea of ​​​​Ma and Ma was to finish the life-and-death struggle for the cyberpunk swordsman whose name has not yet been determined, so he retired from the arena and concentrated on the throne of the police chief.

So he didn't think about learning to arrange by himself, anyway, it's over.

In the future, learn a shakuhachi, and you will be done with arty part-time buffs.

Kawama continued to swing his sword while thinking about it—this kind of basic training cannot be lost, and Kazuma suspects that if he does not do basic training, his kendo level experience will be lost.

He didn't want to wait for the experience to start to feel bad.

At this time, Honami Nanjo came to the kendo field, and she smiled when she saw Kazuma: "It's been a long time since I practiced with you in the morning. Let me come with you."

"Okay, welcome." He Ma laughed.

**

At ten o'clock in the morning, the Sakurada Gate Metropolitan Police Department headquarters building.

The special investigation headquarters for the Kandagawa serial murder case is holding a general search meeting.

This meeting used the staircase conference room used for the press conference, and Wuyang Wuyang was full of people.

A row of high-ranking Metropolitan Police officers sat on the rostrum. The meeting was chaired by Metropolitan Police Chief Kato. The gold watch on his wrist could be seen clearly even from the audience.

There are three high-level people wearing gold watches like this, there are three more on the podium, and the only one without a gold watch is sitting on the edge.

"Let's get started." Kato motioned to the Metropolitan Police Department, who was presiding over the meeting, to search the substitute head of Section 1.

The meeting begins, and the search teams take turns reporting what happened yesterday.

Yoshiaki Shimafang is the first to report because he is in charge of the on-site investigation of the latest victim.

When everyone finished speaking, Kato police officer said: "It seems that there is no decisive progress, the island police department, what do you think about the latest victim?"

"I have no opinion. If it is a separate case, I have already decided that it was suicide and started writing a closing report."

The words of Yoshiaki Shimafang immediately caused a discussion.

At this time, some of the people sitting in the back row raised their hands.

Kato police pointed to the back row: "Come and say your opinion."

Looks like he doesn't remember the names of the people in the back row, so that's all.

A young man stood up in the back row and said loudly, "I think, could it be some kind of imitator? Only the first victim is a real homicide, and the others are imitating the victim to commit suicide?"

As soon as the young man's voice fell, someone immediately retorted: "We haven't released the details of the serial killings. How can they imitate them?"

The young people argued: "The crime scene is Kandagawa. As an area where college students live, their rumors spread faster than the general community.

"The victim is also an underground band member. These people already have extensive underground news dissemination channels, and it is very likely that they will spread to the fan base through other band members!"

Kato police raised one hand, signaling the young man to stop talking.

"What's your name?" Kato police asked.

"My name is Mu Mu Sui San, police rank inspector minister," the young man replied.

"Your idea is interesting, inspecting the Minister at night, but it will not help our search. Anyone else have another opinion?"

Police Kato glanced around the audience, and finally stopped reluctantly on the gongans in the corner of the venue, and called the name of the person who raised his hand: "Aramaki, what do you want to say?"

"I would like to say, this may be a crime incident. The suicide scene has been searched with ghost-like characters, and entering the refrigerator to freeze oneself to death is also very **** style. They will pass this. A strange act in pursuit of a sense of ritual..."

Someone shouted and interrupted Huangjuan's words: "Bagayalu, you just want to turn the case into a criminal case, and then lead the search, right!"

"Do you still want to say that this may be supported by KGB?"

Aramaki said calmly: "It could also be the CIA, they are very good at these."

At this time, Kato police said: "Until more evidence is found, we still believe that this is a serial killing incident created by a pathological serial killer. If there is anything in gongan to prove that this is a religious-related incident You are welcome to share it with us.”

Arabaki: "There is currently no information on this."

After he finished speaking, he sat down directly.

As soon as Shimanata Yoshiaki retracted his gaze from Aramaki, the detective Shiratori who was sitting next to him tilted his head and said to him, "I feel like Aramaki is holding something in his hand."

This kind of search meeting doesn't strictly follow the department's seating order, so Shiratori from Lesson 4 has the opportunity to sit next to Shimanata from Lesson 1.

Yoshiaki Shimafang replied: "They want to share information with us generously, but I will suspect that there is fraud."

"Even if I share it, I won't say it at the meeting, but use a fax machine." Shiratori teased.

Yoshiaki Shimanata smiled.

Akira Shiratori continued: "But now the search has indeed reached a dead end. There is no murder weapon. No matter how the forensic autopsy looks like, it looks like suicide..."

Yoshiaki Shimanata interrupted Shiratori: "I think it is also possible that under coercion, the victim walked into the refrigerator by himself, and then the refrigerator was sealed..."

Shiratori in turn interrupted Yoshiaki Shimanata: "How to explain that there is no sign of struggle?"

"I may have knocked on the refrigerator door and prayed at first, and then I was deprived of my strength by the cold, so I could only curl up and wait to die." Shimanata Yoshiaki replied.

"In that case, how can there be no bruises on the hands? With the support of survival, people will explode with unimaginable strength. There must be bruises on the hands."

Yoshiaki Shimafang didn't answer because he didn't know what was going on.

For the next hour, the search session came to an end in a nutritious cycle of hypotheses-deny hypotheses.

Yoshiaki Shimafang is actually not particularly frustrated. As a veteran of the Metropolitan Police Department, he has become accustomed to such fruitless search meetings.

Once the case is so serious that it is necessary to establish a search headquarters, the detection speed of the case will drop unprecedentedly, which is the norm of the Japanese police.

According to Shimanata Yoshiaki's idea, it is the most effective way to form a task force with elites and give the power to special affairs. However, this does not work in the modern Japanese bureaucracy.

In order to coordinate the joint operations of various departments, there must be a search headquarters, so that there is a place for consultation between departments.

Then everything is bound to slow down.

After the meeting, Yoshiaki Shimafang stopped Akira Shiratori, who was leaving, and asked, "Is there really nothing on your side? There is no information on Jidao?"

Jidao is also very annoying to this kind of serial killer. After all, Jidao still pursues order and is considered a lawful evil. They can't stand a chaotic and evil guy like a serial killer.

So in general, when the Japanese police encounter a serial murder case, they will ask Jidao to help collect information.

Ji Dao is also willing to sell face to the police, so that he can talk and do things better in the future.

This is the main reason why Shiratori from Section 4 was placed in the Search Headquarters.

Shiroto shook his head and pointed to the smoking area next to him.

Important Yoshiaki understood, followed Shiratori into the smoking area, then took the cigarette that Shiratori handed over, took out his zipo lighter, lit it, and shared the flame with Shiratori.

After putting on the lighter, Shiratori said, "Kanto United is now busy dealing with two new foreign gangs."

"Korean and Chinese?"

"Yeah, young people don't talk about martial arts, and the Kwantung Union has eaten several shriveled."

"You mean, Kanto United can't help you with this incident?"

"I mean, this incident might have something to do with South Korea's Zhenquan Club and China's Fushou Gang. There is reliable information that not long before the serial killings, an underground band in the Kandagawa area was playing A new type of anesthetic is in vogue..."

Shiratori said that the voice was gradually lowering, and Yoshiaki Shimafang took the opportunity to take over the words: "You suspect that these events are related to each other, and the anesthetic is sold by the Zhenquan Club or the Fushou Gang?"

"I think so, but... Aramaki is in the state today. I know the guy. He will say this, indicating that he already has a suspect."

"About someone who instigates suicide by going into the refrigerator? Maybe ask a religious expert?"

"Maybe." Shiratori shrugged, then put the cigarette **** in the ashtray, patted Yoshiaki Shimanata on the shoulder, and turned to leave the smoking area.

His partner Takayama Detective and Shimanata Yoshiaki's partner Yoshiaki Yoshida are waiting outside.

**

In the afternoon, Kiryu and Kazuya immediately finished their one-day course at Dongda University, and directly caught a classmate who was also a freshman in the Kendo Department and said, "Go and tell the minister, I have something to do today, and I need to ask for leave for club activities."

Although college clubs also participate in various college competitions, the curriculum arrangements are different for everyone in the university, so the management of clubs is much more flexible than high school clubs.

If you have something to ask for a day off, there will be no seniors blocking you the next day to ask why you skipped club activities.

After the classmates left with their leave information, Jinguji Tamamo asked, "I'm going to investigate, right?"

"Yes." Kazuma nodded, "Let's start with the underground band first. Chiyoko pretended to be interested in the underground band this morning, and made a lot of words from Kitagawa Shaori, so let's talk to her first. Yes, let's go to a few music houses that are commonly used by underground bands."

Kawama originally wanted to inquire about the information from Beichuan Shauri, but Chiyoko did it for him in the end.

But it may be that Kitagawa Sasori was arrogant and deliberately told Chiyoko.

Jinguji Tamamo tilted her head and thought for a while, then smiled: "I'll go too, I'm not here, the two male seniors of the seminar should be able to breathe a sigh of relief."

He Ma glanced at Gongsi and thought to himself, what have you done to the seniors? Could it be possible for the seniors to kneel on the ground as a chair for you?

And Ma Nao made up for the Queen's Jingu Temple, and it feels quite emotional.

Jinguji Tamamo gently patted Kazuma's forehead with the book in his hand: "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking of the queen form where you use the two seniors as chairs." Kazuma answered truthfully.

"So you want to watch this, then let the two seniors..."

"No, no, no, don't bother senior. I don't want to watch it that much. Let's go."

"Do you take the bus or subway?"

"Of course, Nanjo's car is too conspicuous, so I told her not to send a car today." Kazuma said.

Jinguji Tamamo blinked, then put the library novel that he had been holding in his hand back into his schoolbag.

Today's Tamamo is dressed in a plain dress, she looks like a young lady out for a walk, and she still smells good.

"Then it's a date!" she said. "How about we part first and then meet in front of the loyal dog Hachiko?"

He Ma complained: "We are going directly to Kanda River, the loyal dog Hachiko is in Shibuya, it's a long way to go."

Jinguji Tamamo shrugged, "Okay."

He Ma felt that she seemed a little lost, so he said: "How about we separate at the door, and then meet at a place near Kanda River? The meeting line is also stipulated, 'Did you wait for a long time?'"

"I just arrived too." Jinguji Tamamo said.

He Ma scratched his head: "You have finished speaking, let's just move on to the next step."

"You mean to watch a movie?"

"Going to visit the underground band!" He Ma corrected.

The two left the Dongda campus while talking like this.

**

To be honest, Kiryu and Ma Ma have never been to an underground band in their entire lives.

He did go to the Midi Festival, but he didn't go to see the underground bands, he watched the long-established "overground" bands, what Zero Point, Black Panther.

The most underground band he'd ever heard was probably the Universal Youth Hostel, but this one later became popular and became the ground.

And I have also been to the music festival held by Cui Jian once with Ma. This time I went to see Cui Jian. The girl in the flower house, the fake monk, they all listened to these songs. They are all famous songs all over the country. .

He Ma's impression of the underground band playing basically comes from film and animation works.

For example, "Saga Idol", the kind of underground band playing with its head falling off, Kazuma would really like to see it once.

Now that I have entered this LIVEHOUSE with Ma, the first impression is that it is dark and stuffy.

Apparently the ventilation here is not very good.

There is already a band on stage, but only the drummer is playing the drums and the rest of the band gathers to smoke and chat.

This band looks quite visual, and the guitarist simply dresses up like an enemy soldier in the Beidou Shenquan, and the moment he appears, he will be called "you are dead".

At first the band didn't notice that Kazuma and Jinguji Tamamo entered the livehouse, and it wasn't until Kazuma approached the stage that no one saw Jinguji next to Kazuma.

He whistles frivolously.

He has heard the saying in my life that most of the so-called music players are junkies, thinking about having **** every day.

He Ma originally thought this was too subjective, but now the group of people in front of him made him suddenly feel that the statement he heard in his previous life might be right.

At this time, the only one of the musicians who did not hang the instrument turned around, and then came to the front of Hema and squatted down, but his eyes were completely fixed on Jinguji Temple: "Yo, there is a lost cat here. Yeah."

"Sorry, I'm a canine." Jinguji Tamamo laughed.

The musician laughed and turned back to his friends and shouted, "She said she was a canine! She even admitted that she was a bitch..."

Before he finished speaking, he flew backwards, knocked down the mixer on the edge of the stage, and then backflipped for a week before lying still on the ground.

He Ma carried the bamboo knife on his shoulders, looked at the musicians who had not recovered, and said, "Who else has a dirty mouth?"

Others looked at Kazuma, as if he had been hit by the immobilization technique, and suddenly someone shouted: "Ah! You are that... that Kiryu Kazuma!"

"Yes, I am the savior of Osaka and the recipient of the Kuixing flag..."

"He is that Kiryu Kazuma." Jinguji Tamamo interrupted Kazuma's singing again.

"Don't keep breaking me, Yamato Nadeko."

"It is also Yamato Nadeko's task to keep her husband from getting too complacent."

"But I'm not your husband." He Ma said.

Jinguji Tamamo just smiled and said nothing.

He Ma shrugged and decided not to expand in this direction. He sprinted straight onto the stage as high as his chest.

The musicians all looked horrified, but the drummer continued to play as if nothing had happened.

He and Ma took two steps forward, and suddenly noticed that the eyes of the musicians moved from him to the side, so he turned his head suspiciously, just in time to see Jinguji Tamamo struggling to climb onto the stage.

And the horse: "There are stairs over there."

"I've already climbed," Jinguji said, bending over and slapping the dust on her skirt.

He Ma grabs a step sideways just before she bends over, blocking everyone else's sight.

"Thank you." Jinguji smiled at He Ma when he straightened his waist.

He Ma turned around and looked at the musicians: "I'm here to ask you about something. It is said that someone is selling a new pill recently, saying that they can meet the **** of music."

The guitarist dressed in Beidou Shenquan asked: "Are you Tiaozi?"

"Not yet." He Ma replied.

"What do you ask this for?"

"I'm playing a detective game. If you don't tell me, my bamboo sword will give you a sense of weightlessness."

"The feeling of weightlessness? I really want to experience..."

"Idiot, he's talking about letting you fly and fall freely. What you experience when you're in a free fall is the feeling of weightlessness." The bassist smacked the back of the guitarist's head.

And Ma interrupted their interaction and asked: "So, how can I buy the medicine that can see the **** of music?"

"You want to meet the God of Music too?" the guitarist asked again.

"I don't want to, but if I can see the God of Kendo, I don't mind going to compete with the God of Kendo." Kazuma said so, but he would never use it.

Because I watched a lot of anti-drug propaganda films with Ma in my last life, I remember that there are related propaganda almost every year.

The school also organizes everyone to watch anti-drug movies from time to time, so anti-drug is engraved in Hema's DNA.

He Ma couldn't understand those publicists who demanded the legalization of ** with the openness of the United States. He subjectively believed that these people may not have even attended elementary school, so they have not been baptized by anti-drug education.

When I become a policeman in the future, Kazuma will definitely implement the principle of seeing one ** kill another.

No, you don't have to wait to be a police officer. During this investigation process, you can pass along the person who sells this kind of music god.

Faced with Hema's question, the guitarist shook his head: "You give up, no one will tell you how to get this thing, you beat us all to death, and you won't get any information."

"Really, then I'll give it a try." After talking with Ma, he suddenly exerted his strength and kicked the guitar player out, and then he looked at the bass player, "How about you? Are you going to fly too?"

The bass player replied calmly: "I really don't know. It is said that the servants of the God of Music will give guidance to those who also love music, but I obviously don't love music enough, so I didn't get guidance."

He Ma pouted and looked back at Gongji to ask for her opinion. After Jinguji met his gaze, he replied, "I don't think he lied."

Actually, Kazuma also felt that the bass player didn't lie.

"The family of the God of Music, as well as guidance, how does this feel more like ** than **." He Ma muttered to himself.

Jinguji Tamamo: "I really feel this way, and the current situation is very suitable as the beginning of a new strange talk about Cthulhu. Strange beliefs that spread quietly, dead people with strange causes of death, this development continues, even if we see Octopus tentacles are not surprising."

“Should I learn how to sail a boat on land?” He Ma asked.

"It's okay to have a vicious dog."

Jinguji Tamao responded to Matou's stalk, and suddenly she remembered that she just said she was a canine, so she let out a "wow".

He Ma was shocked, you actually acted cute at such a time?

Look at the occasion! Isn't the Japanese the most about reading the air?

At this time, Jinguji cleared his throat and winked at Kazuma.

He Ma followed Jinguji's gaze and glanced at the drummer who was still playing, and instantly understood the meaning of Jinguji.

Actually he had a similar idea: I'm afraid this drummer loves music so much.

And the bassist said just now that people who love music will be guided by the servants of the God of Music.

The drummer looks like it's easy to get directions.

Walk to the drummer with the horse.

The drummer didn't look at the horse at all, and continued to play the drums to me. In this boring space, the passionate drum sound was a little out of place.

He and Ma stood in front of the drum and asked loudly, "May I ask you a question?"

The drummer raised his eyes and glanced at Hema, but without answering, he continued to play the drums.

As if playing the drums was the only meaning in his life.

But to be honest, Kazuma always felt that there was something missing in this person's drumming.

Although the drum beats are very dense and powerful, Kazuma could not feel the surging vitality that he felt from the drum beats when he watched the movie "Broken Drummer".

Is it because the plot of the movie has a blessing on the drumming of the male protagonist?

He Ma recalled what the bass player said just now: The family of the **** of music will guide those who love music - does this mean that people who sell this kind of thing will put those who love music When you encounter a bottleneck, people who are eager to break through should be regarded as goals?

It's possible.

He decided to take a gamble with the horse, so he said contemptuously: "Your drum... sounds soulless."

The drummer stopped and looked straight at Kazuma with anger in his eyes.

"Who are you?" he asked.

Kazuma: "I'm Kiryu Kazuma, a musician. The kind of musician who is super awesome."

Although Kazuma has decided to finish the animation of Anno and the others, it is no problem to hold a cup with the title of musician to obtain information.

Anyway, this **** was not played by Kiryu and Ma himself, but someone else helped him play it, or it was in a professional music magazine.

The drummer sneered: "A person who writes the music of Weiwei dares to call himself a musician?"

"But the music I wrote has been widely sung. Now in late-night music shows, people call every day to point out where the stars are. You don't think it's all from me, do you?"

He Ma also gave the drummer a sneer: "And you are still playing drums here, no one listens at all."

The drummer threw his drumsticks and stood up, as if to beat Hema.

The bass player rushed over and stopped him: "Don't! You can't beat him! The vocalist and guitarist are lying unconscious on the ground!"

He Ma continued to sneer, and tried his son-in-law's crooked mouth.

Then he pointed at the Jingu Temple Tamamo around him: "My friend, she also has some experience in playing drums, why don't she show you a demonstration?"

The drummer looked at Gongji Yuzao with a hostile look: "She? Humph!"

Jinguji Tamamo looked at Kazuma with an embarrassed expression: "I'm good at playing Taiko, but I've never played drums before."

He Ma: "It's all drums, you can do it!"

"Okay, I'll give it a try. I'll explain first, because it's the first time I've played, I may only be a little better than him," Jinguji said.

And the horse: NICE taunt!

The drummer is full of hostility ~IndoMTL.com~ directly giving up his position and making a gesture of invitation to Jinguji Tamamo.

Jinguji Tamamo calmly took off the schoolbag and handed it to Kazuma, went around behind the drum, took the drumsticks handed over by the drummer, and sat down.

"Let me see, what is this pedal for?"

She turned to the drummer.

He Ma looked at her expression and thought she wouldn't really be playing drums for the first time, would she?

Feeling, she's quite excited?

At this moment, Jinguji Tamamo's expression looked like that of a little boy who got a new toy.

The drummer didn't answer Jinguji's question, but stared at her hostilely.

So Jinguji stepped on the pedals and tried it out, and the big drum at the bottom of the drum set made a thick sound.

"Oh, I see." Jinguji changed pedals, and one of several cymbals was fired.

"Oh!" Jinguji was even happier.

After trying out the pedals, start experimenting with the sound of each drum with the sticks.

The drummer finally became impatient: "Don't play! Play if you can! If you can't play, get up!"

"It was indeed the first time I used this, I didn't play you. But this kind of thing, as long as you have enough experience in playing percussion instruments, it won't be difficult to learn. I don't even know things like chimes and fou have played."

He Ma frowned, thinking, Nima, have you ever played a fou? Is it the fou that King Qin gave to King Zhao?

While complaining inwardly, Kazuma held the bamboo sword firmly to prevent the drummer from doing bad things to Jinguji Temple because he was too angry.

Jinguji is, after all, the weakest girl in the dojo.

Finally, after trying all the drums and cymbals, Jinguji Tamamo put down her stick and started rolling up her sleeves: "I totally get it! Look at me!"

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