I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 43: Drama

He Ma and Nanjo got into the car, but the Suzuki butler looked back and said, "I'll wait in the car, or follow you to investigate."

Honami said before talking to Ma: "Grandpa Suzuki, you are too conspicuous to follow, but if we are just the two of us, it looks like a dating couple. Many young couples will go to the rehearsal of this kind of niche theater troupe. see."

Kazuma: "Is that so?"

This is the area he doesn't understand. In his previous life, he had rich experience in bragging and drinking with clients, but he had very little experience playing with girls.

"That's right."

Honami explained to Kazuma: "Usually a small troupe of this kind doesn't have too many audiences during the performance, and usually there won't be a few people watching the rehearsal.

"But the rehearsal has to be simulated along with the lighting, so the theater is very dark like the performance.

"Empty theater, dimly lit, couples like this kind of place, the key is style.

"Similarly, the main audience of those small movie theaters that show old movies all day are also couples."

Learned something new with Ma!

"I think that kind of small movie theater is mainly to serve the diehard fans of old movies, or that the owner of the movie theater is a person with a story and uses this method to pay homage to his lost youth or something."

"There are those too." Honami shrugged.

Butler Suzuki looked back at Honami and Kazuma again, and said, "Then have a good time--it doesn't seem right to say that."

Kazuma: "We are working for Tokyo's tomorrow."

Butler Suzuki had already turned around and was about to drive. Hearing Kazuma's words, he looked at Kazuma through the rearview mirror, and then he said, "I wanted to say protect the eldest lady... But, it's a big deal to say that. Miss will be unhappy."

Honami: "Grandpa Suzuki, I worked so hard to improve myself in order not to drag Kazuma. This time Danzi specially called me back, which means that even she recognizes my efforts! I will follow Kazuma. Fight side by side."

In the rearview mirror, Steward Suzuki looked at Honami with a rather complicated expression, a mixture of relief and uncontrollable worry, and of course a little bit of relief.

He Ma thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, Suzuki-san, I will... We will support each other."

Butler Suzuki nodded, said nothing, and started the car.

**

When Suzuki's butler said that there were still ten minutes to go, Kazuma suddenly saw an acquaintance on the side of the road.

Beichuan Shaori stood under the eaves of a game center that had not yet opened a store, hiding from the sun that had begun to become poisonous, licking lollipops leisurely.

A patrolman on a bicycle is riding towards her.

During school hours, the Japanese police saw people in school uniforms hanging out outside at the meeting to ask her questions and persuade her to return to school.

He and a girl who saw a trip from China to Japan in her entire life was very naive to wear a JK uniform on the street at ten o'clock in the morning on weekdays, and was disciplined by the police.

In the end, because the girl didn't understand Japanese, she didn't know why she was targeted by the police, making a joke.

Beichuan also saw the patrolman and immediately showed a "broken" expression.

It turns out that Miss Jidao is also afraid of being disciplined by the police?

Or, she simply doesn't want to get involved with the family?

After all? Now she is Kitagawa Saori? A free rock girl.

He Ma said, "Stop in front."

Butler Suzuki only looked at Kazuma through the rearview mirror, and without asking anything, he drove the car directly to Beichuan Shaori, who was fighting with the police.

After the car stopped, Kazuma rolled down the window: "Sorry, Mr. Police Officer, this is our idol trainee? Sailor suit is a costume."

When the patrolman looked back, he had a "I'll believe you, I'll be damned" expression? After seeing the Nanjo Foundation's extended Bentley? He found that it was indeed a **** today.

"Take care of your artist." The patrolman complained? Then he pushed the car to the side? Let Bei Chuan out of the way.

Beichuan Shaori bowed to the patrolman: "I'm sorry. And..."

She suddenly burst into a smile? She twisted her body and raised her right hand with her thumb, index finger and ring finger up to her eyebrows? She closed her eyes and said, "This is a magical magic that can cheer up people in society? KIRA~ "

Can only say? As expected of an underground idol...

It turned out that the LIVE set was used by Japanese underground idols now!

The patrolman looked at the idiot.

Beichuan Shauri ignored the feedback from the patrolman, got into the Bentley door and sighed immediately.

"Why do you say I'm an idol? I hate idols who sell their looks the most."

He Ma thought to himself that the Japanese cuisine must be sneezing wildly right now.

Kazuma: "I see that you are very skilled just now. But your posture is relatively uncharacteristic. I will design an exclusive cute posture for you. You do this, take this posture, and then say 'nikonikoni~'"

"Go to hell! It's disgusting!" Kitagawa Shaori rolled his eyes, then turned to Honami, "You actually brought someone here today, and you finally don't plan to chase me?"

He Ma second understands that this guy is putting eye drops on Bonami, he said that on purpose.

Although Honami will definitely not be in such a low-level set, Kazuma still interrupts Kitagawa Saori: "Look at this, do you have any impression?"

Kazuma took out a photo of the small theater we were visiting today.

Beichuan Shaori glanced at the photo and immediately replied: "I have performed there, with everyone who has been in good weather. What happened to this theater?"

Kazuma: "The first suspect in the Kandagawa chain refrigerator case is directing a small theater troupe to rehearse his new play here."

"Isn't that person cleared of suspicion? I heard that when he was detained in the police station, a second body was found, and after the time of death was presumed, he had a perfect alibi."

"It is indeed a perfect alibi. The provider of the proof is the police. It can't be more perfect than this." He Ma complained.

Kitagawa Shaori suddenly said: "This... Edogawa Ranpo or someone else's work, does it have the same design? The murderer brought in the detective, and then the detective himself was the provider of the alibi ."

Honami: "This kind of design is actually quite common in reasoning, and many famous reasoning series have it."

Kitagawa Shaori looked at Honami: "Is that so? I thought the reasoning of the Bengue School would not usually do this."

"Bengues just don't engage in narrative tricks."

"Is that so...Why are you looking at me like Kazuma?" Kitagawa Saori suddenly stopped the conversation with Honami and looked at Kazuma.

Kazuma shrugged: "I didn't expect you to be interested in these. Shouldn't rock girls immediately fall asleep when they see something with more than 300 words on a page?"

"I sharked you!" Kitagawa Saori waved his fist at Kazuma.

At this time, Suzuki's butler said: "We are here."

At the same time as the voice fell, the car stopped steadily on the side of the road without any bumps.

He Ma glanced at the entrance of the theater, which is exactly the same as the photo, except for one point: one of the four windows at the entrance of the theater, the poster inside has been changed.

"We are going to the theater to watch the rehearsal of the troupe," Kazuma looked at Shaori Kitagawa, "You can ask Butler Suzuki to take you to the nearest bus stop."

It shouldn't be a problem for Suzuki's butler to be away for ten or twenty minutes.

Beichuan Sha Xuli glanced at the theater and said, "I don't want it, where is it fun to play electric games. I'm here!"

He Ma, as a soul-wearing Chinese, has little resistance to the reason that "everyone has come".

It's all coming, right?

Kazuma: "That's fine, you can come too."

After speaking, he opened the car door.

Beichuan Shaxuri laughed and got off the car with Hema, and then the three stood at the entrance of the theater together, looking up at the somewhat outdated signboard of the theater.

At this moment, Kazuma felt like he was standing in front of the collection stone at the entrance of the instance.

He even had a vision, and the theater's door seemed to have the light effect of a copy door.

But if you really want to download a copy, you can't do it without a nurse, right?

Beichuan Shaoli bit the remaining lollipop, swallowed the broken candy in three or two mouthfuls, and then flicked the lollipop stick, so that it accurately flew into the garbage by the wall bucket.

There are generally no public trash cans on the streets of Japan, but shops in front of such theaters usually put one.

"Speaking of which, there is no Dvorak today." Kitagawa Saori said.

Honami glanced at her watch: "This is less than a little bit. If you put this now, it's going to change at all, right?"

"I didn't mean it that way. I mean, Dvorak's song has been changed by Japan to make it feel like the time of the devil is coming, right? Let it play before you start playing, it has an atmosphere."

Kazuma had to remind Beichuan: "We didn't go in to fight."

"Isn't it? I thought you were going to..."

Beichuan Shaori stopped abruptly and looked at the old grandfather who came out of the cinema - he looked like a ticket inspector.

"There's no performance today, little girl, young man." The old man said, taking trembling steps to the second window on the left, it seemed that he planned to replace the poster in the window.

He Ma carefully confirmed that there is no entry for the person in the picture above the old man's head, so he took the initiative to step forward: "I'll help you."

"Oh, thank you. Kind young people are less and less common these days."

Kazuma opened the window, took off the original poster and handed it to the old man, then took the new rolled up poster and unfolded it.

The first thing he saw was the face of Jun Nishida.

It appears to be a poster for the play that Jun Nishida is rehearsing.

He Ma carefully read the text on the poster:

New playwright Nishida experimental works, subversive absurd drama!

Squeeze "Waiting for Godot"!

He Ma raised his eyebrows. To be honest, in his last life, he went to see Waiting for Godot in order to pretend to be a girl, and then found that he was a vulgar person and couldn't appreciate such elegant things.

This poster says "Press "Waiting for Godot", giving Kazuma the feeling that "this show is three times as boring as waiting for Godot".

The old wicket-taker misunderstood Kazuma's expression and said, "You are also a fan of Nishida? He has so many fans."

He Ma frowned, "Also"?

"Are there other fans coming over?" He Ma asked.

"Yes, yes, a lot."

The old wicketman continued: "They are rehearsing in there now. I use their drama to help sleep, and the effect is great."

He Ma asked along the way: "So among these fans, is there any one named Hechuan Xingzi?"

The old man shrugged: "How can I know what those fans are called?"

He Ma pouted, lowered his head and continued to study the poster, writing down the names of the actors written on it.

At this time, Honami leaned over and looked at the contents of the poster against Kazuma's shoulder.

She gasped when she saw the words "Press "Waiting for Godot".

Kazuma: "What?"

"Wait for Godot, I don't understand." Honami said truthfully.

Saori Kitagawa asked: "What is waiting for Godot?"

"A work of art." He Ma replied.

Beichuan Sha Xuli said "Oh": "Understood. You are from Liba, let's rock together."

It can be seen that Beichuan Shaoli's education is really good. It's amazing that the Japanese know the word "Xia Liba".

At this time, the old ticket seller looked at Kazuma with a puzzled expression: "Aren't you Nishida-sensei's fans?"

"Uh, we are."

"Can you become a fan if you don't understand Nishida-sensei's drama?" the old man asked again.

Kazuma: "Can't you become a fan because of the sleep aid effect?"

The old conductor laughed: "That makes sense. Stop standing outside, go in and see."

"Don't you need to buy a ticket?" He Ma asked.

"When the show officially started, the finished product was brought out, so tickets had to be sold. Now you go in and see a semi-finished product, which may affect the perception of the finished product. What kind of ticket is this selling?"

Said the old conductor opened the iron fence next to the ticket gate and nodded to Kazuma.

So and Ma led the two girls through the gate.

"Hey, young man!" The old man suddenly stopped Kazuma, and when Kazuma looked back, he pointed to the direction of the wall.

Kazuma turned his head and saw that there was a vending machine on the wall.

Looking at the old man again, he found that he was smiling like an old urchin, and winked at Kazuma.

He Ma Zhuang didn't understand what the old man meant, and went straight to the theater.

Honami and Kitagawa Saori follow closely behind him.

The theater has entered a state of rehearsal. Only two lights above the first row of seats in the front are turned on, and the entire auditorium is basically black.

When Honami was in the car, she said that there will be many young couples watching the rehearsal in such a small theater, but now she and Ma have not seen a single one.

When they entered, the actors on the stage, standing in the center of the spotlight, were speaking impassively, so no one noticed them.

He and Mara took Honami and sat down in a random box, while Kitagawa Saori exclusively occupied the two-person box next to him.

Kazuma thought she would squeeze into a box.

Honami lowered her voice and asked Kazuma, "Is Nishida Jun there?"

He Ma nodded: "Yes, in the front row, the one sitting under the lamp is him."

"Really? How did you recognize it? Through the back of the head?" Honami asked suspiciously.

He Ma is actually looking at the entry. From a distance, there is a three-character entry on the person's head. The last word is a person. Although the remaining two words are not clear due to distance and lighting issues, He Ma estimates I am not wrong.

After all, entries are rare.

Beichuan Shaoli stuck his head out from the side: "By the way, just now you haven't said why you came to this Nishida Shun. Just now you said that he has a perfect alibi."

Kazuma: "Are you sure you want to discuss these issues under the eyes of the other party?"

"Well..." Beichuan Shaoli raised his eyebrows, "Okay, forget it. I came here anyway to make a scene, just like that night."

Honami said half-jokingly: "I think so too. You don't take me with you for such a fun thing."

Kazuma glanced at Honami's figure and thought you'd say goodbye, Kitagawa Shaori is small and exquisite, and he can roll around in the enemy group. Can be tough.

He was about to speak when suddenly the lights on the stage changed.

The eyes of the three were drawn to the stage together.

Kazuma suddenly found that under the changing lights, the entire stage was now showing a strange atmosphere.

The actor, who had just been reading his lines in the spotlight, is now on his knees, as if repenting.

Another actor, standing on a lavishly decorated platform, was pushed to center stage by a prop artist in a "camouflage outfit" that blended in with the stage background.

The actors on the high stage began to sing.

Bonami whispered to Ma's ear: "Isn't this a drama? What's the matter with the sudden singing?"

"Maybe this is the so-called experimental." Kazuma replied.

Beichuan Shaoli from the box next door said: "I sing pretty well, it should be professional."

At first, He Ma thought that the people on the high platform were singing the famous song "Nobody Sleeps Tonight" from "Turandot", but after listening to a few bars, I realized that it was not.

It should be a modified song based on "Nobody's Sleeping Tonight".

Can I call it copying? Wen Duo Gong Tong Sheng and Ma thought so, but this Wen Duo Gong copied a tune that had not yet been born, and the composer copied a world famous song with a few key changes.

Honami and Kitagawa Saori are both girls who understand music, and at this time they also discovered this by coincidence.

"No one sleeps tonight, right?" Honami said, "It's too obvious, let's make more variations."

Beichuan Sha Xuli: "Hey, the copyright protection that no one can sleep tonight has long expired. Just copy it."

Kazuma: "No, this is a work from 1924, and it was performed in 26 years. No matter how you count it, it has never passed the copyright protection period."

Beichuan Shaxuri spread his hands: "Then... will Puccini's descendants come to sue?"

"Probably not. After all, not everyone is Disney."

At this time, Nishida Shun suddenly stood up and shouted hysterically: "Stop! Stop it for me!"

He Ma and others, who were chatting, turned their attention to the stage again.

Nishida Shun held his head in his hands and shouted: "Why can't you always achieve my intentions? There should be a kind of enigmatic, morbid beauty here! One can't wait to fall into the arms of this strange world!"

He Ma looked at the lights on the stage and thought that there were indeed strange and morbid things, but the temperament of the song "Nobody Sleeps Tonight" is wrong!

Or, is Nishida Jun's goal to create a certain effect through the contrast between the song and the stage set?

Nishida Jun was still hysterically ranting to the actors on stage.

Kazuma suddenly felt that this Nishida Shun was also a fan of URB, and he was in a state of madness today, right?

He Ma recalled the information he had now, and found that there was no such possibility.

Maybe Nishida Jun is about to pull out something to beat the actor in the next moment.

But Nishida Shun sat back in his seat and sighed: "Forget it, rest for ten minutes. Turn on the lights."

The next moment, the whole theater was brightly lit.

At this time, He Ma suddenly discovered that there were actually people in the first few rows of seats that he thought were empty.

These people just now sat motionless in the dark, and they all seemed to sink their bodies into chairs, as if they were one with the darkness, like a theater set, so Kazuma's first reaction was, "No one is watching. ".

The next time the lights were turned on, so many people appeared in unison, and the horse was startled.

Honami also squeezed Kazuma's arm tightly the moment the light was turned on, apparently also frightened.

No wonder the old man at the door said "many fans", does that mean?

But Kazuma and Honami, who had both experienced the Osaka hostage incident and the Bomb Demon incident, had a good psychological quality and quickly stabilized.

Beichuan Shaxuri from the box next door directly shouted: "Fuck, someone?"

This sound echoed back and forth in the theater, with unparalleled clarity.

The people in the first few rows turned their heads together.

He Ma thought for a moment that there would be a classic horror movie scene, but when these people turned around, he found that they were all ordinary people, all looking at Kazuma sitting at the back of the theater with ordinary curious eyes et al.

He really looks like an ordinary fan watching the rehearsal.

Nishida Shun stood up and turned to look behind him: "This is the rehearsal stage, no microphones are needed, can you hear clearly when you sit so back? Why don't you come to the front. Of course, if you want to use the box, then take me I didn't say it.

"Sorry for suddenly turning on the lights, didn't I bother you?"

Nishida Jun's words made the audience laugh.

He Ma directly stood up and looked at Nishida Shun calmly.

Nishida Jun's expression immediately froze.

"It's... it's you!" His voice trembled a little at first, but he controlled it immediately.

After all, he is someone who owns the entry for the person in the picture, so of course his acting skills are there.

Kazuma noticed that the entry on the top of the other's head began to change color, giving people a feeling of "the entry came alive". Obviously, Nishida Shun started to fill up his acting skills.

"I've told the police everything I can! Even the police admit I'm innocent!" Now Nishida Jun, who looks like a fragile and hysterical artist, "just because he was suddenly involved in this This kind of case, just because I suddenly discovered... oh, I can't say this. Anyway, I've been exhausted by this matter, and I can't write anything!"

Kazuma has a feeling that if he can't quickly "kill" Nishida Shun in the mouth, I'm afraid that all the questions today will be in vain, and the other party will use his superb acting skills to prevaricate it.

After all, they can't really use the torture themselves, and Aramaki and the others have to wait for Nishida Jun to reveal their flaws before they can start arresting people.

This is an impromptu play opposite him and Nishida Jun.

The opponent is a super-class "old actor".

After thinking with Ma for a few seconds, he decided to attack from a direction that Jun Nishida never imagined.

He Ma said, "Don't be nervous, I didn't come to arrest you in the police station again. I know it's useless. I came to have a personal question to find out, why, Hechuan Xingzi's surname is Hechuan? "

The other party responded quickly: "Huh? How do I know? I just had a few drinks with her at the bar! I explained all this to the police!"

The other party didn't show any flaws in words or expressions, but the "light effect" of the entry on his head fluctuated, and it felt like the voltage of a neon sign was suddenly unstable.

Kazuma discovered for the first time that his golden finger could still be used in this way.

After all, acting can control expressions and movements, but cannot control the shaking and trembling of the soul.

So he chased after Ma Chengsheng: "Hechuan Xingzi is a stage name, why should the surname of the stage name be the same as Hechuan Farong?"

He Ma directly pulled out Hechuan Farong, creating an illusion of "I have mastered everything and I'm just here to force you". This is also a very normal negotiation skill, and Ma Ma will often use similar skills to fool foreigners, giving them the feeling that "we have obtained your reserve price through commercial spies".

Nishida Shun's expression was still calm, if the entry above his head flashed like a fluorescent tube with a broken starter, Hema would have been deceived by him.

Continue with the horse:

"If it's a surname inherited from my parents, it's just a coincidence. But the stage name is very interesting.

"Especially, she died in the refrigerator of someone close to Hechuan Farong."

In fact, the "real hammer" that Kazuma now has is the only one that "Shiboshi Ikuta has kept Nishida obedient from the police station".

This is far from proof that Hechuan Farong and Nishida Shun have a close relationship.

Next, I got to know the palace-level acting skills with Ma.

Nishida Shun looks like Zhang Erjian is completely confused: "What are you talking about? Mr. Hechuan Farlong, I just exchanged business cards, and I haven't even met him a few times.

"I'm trying to get in touch, who doesn't want to? But I made an appointment with his secretary three months ago, and he hasn't replied to me yet!"

This performance, this line, is not a problem at all.

Even Honami began to gently pull the corners of Hema's clothes, wanting him to take a long-term view and not be in a hurry.

But as Ma knew very well, it was as shaken as a magnitude 9 earthquake.

The other party panicked, and Kazuma was naturally as stable as an old dog.

——The direction is right, I feel that as long as I grasp another key point, I can break the opponent's defense.

Where is the key point of Hema's desperate thinking... Suddenly, he thought of it.

is the audience.

An audience that will watch the rehearsal quietly, blending in with the darkness in the theater.

The audience seems to be enchanted.

So I said to Ma: "Before I, I didn't really understand the significance of Hechuan Farlong hooking up with you. After all, you are just a pervert who is good at disguising. You went to the Takarazuka Theater to take advantage of others. Today I understand. .

"The last 'artist' who had a close relationship with Mr. Hechuan Falong was the lead singer of URB. He had a group of ardent fans in captivity, and these fans could fight me on the street after his order~ IndoMTL.com~ chase after me.

"After the unfortunate death of the lead singer, the out-of-control fans kept the Metropolitan Police very busy today."

After Kazuma had finished speaking, the entry on the person in the picture above the other party's head was already like a candle that was about to burn out.

"Hey," and Malay made an old two-dimensional particle, "These audience members here, won't you just give me an order and come at me like a wolf like a tiger?"

The entry for the person in the picture above Shun Nishida's head was completely dim, and his expression froze.

He Ma Manxin thought he would directly order the audience to jump up, and then take the opportunity to disguise and escape.

But the other party did not do so.

Are you stupid?

Or, he couldn't do it?

Hema: "You didn't do this... Then I'll make a bold guess. These audiences are taking a different route from URB's fans. You can't order them directly, but you can change them subtly through your drama. Their cognition, right?"

Nishida Jun's breathing became visibly quicker.

Honami stood up silently, took out the wooden knife in the bag from her back, and untied the rope tied to the mouth of the bag.

Beichuan Shaori was fascinated by the opposite of the play, but when he saw Honami's action, he suddenly remembered that he was not here to eat melons and watch the play, and hurriedly stood up.

Nishida Jun suddenly turned around and ran.

He Ma activated his skills and quickly drew his gun!