I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 57: Feng Shui turns around
He Ma leaned on the police car, and after a little slowdown, he looked up at the Dongdu Police Station in front of him.
"Is this the police station to be bombed this time..." he said.
Director of Inspection Sato panicked out of Kyushu accent: "Don't bomb!"
"Just kidding." He Ma waved his hand, "By the way, I'm going to call my... uh, family, okay?"
"It's not a criminal detention, no problem. Come to the office and use our phone."
Kazuma: "Wait a minute, isn't this against the rules? Shouldn't there be a dedicated phone for outsiders?"
"Tokyo may be like this, but look at our police station building. This is a building that remains from before the war to the present. We have been using it like this. You think there will be a special call for criminals. A single room?"
He Ma looked up at the police station again, and indeed the traces of the years could be seen with the naked eye.
"Okay, as long as you can make a phone call." He Ma said.
"Rest assured, we have no interest in the content of your call."
He Ma shrugged. In fact, he didn't have any secrets to tell. He just wanted to make a phone call to see if Honami could come over and get him out.
Tomorrow, the Yulong Banner is about to go to war, but he stayed at the police station the night before, which will definitely have an impact on the state of tomorrow.
Now Kazuma has seen at least two threatening powerhouses. Gosho Noo Keijiro has a higher kendo level than him and also has a special entry. Although Shimo Inaba has no special entry, his kendo level is also solid.
After all, Shimo Inaba comes from a family of police officers, and it is normal for him to be strong in kendo.
But Shimo Inaba didn't go to the University of Tokyo, which meant that he couldn't enter the Metropolitan Police Department to become the gold watch team to pick up his father's class.
Of course, generally speaking, it should be the eldest son or the second son, and the third son can play wildly.
But Shimo-Inaba is so concerned about the internal affairs of the Metropolitan Police Department, I am afraid that he also has a heart that wants to enter the Metropolitan Police Department and inherit the mantle of his father.
In theory, it is possible. If you can search the section leader of one section, and then go straight to the criminal minister, there is still a little chance to be promoted from the police department to the police officer.
With his back to his father, Inaba has a slightly better chance of success.
For a permanent police department like Shiratori Detective, you can only wait for retirement before you can move up one level. On the day of the upgrade, you will go back home with your wife and children on the hot kang head.
This Xia Inaba is probably very eager to defeat Kazuma, who has made a lot of limelight in front of the police in the last year on the Jade Dragon Banner. This is somewhat of a qualification. When I take it home, I guess I can boast about it with my father and brothers. Fan.
Apart from these two people, the ghost knows how many strong people will be on the Jade Dragon Banner tomorrow.
You have to maintain a perfect competitive state.
He Ma made up his mind and strode to the police station. As he walked, he turned his head and asked, "If you want to go to the office, where will you go after entering?"
Inspector Sato followed Kazuma, pointed to the corridor on the right side of the entrance, and joked: "You are so familiar with the road, you really think entering the police station is a tourist."
He Ma spread his hands and said, "I didn't want to come by myself. It's safe to come here. By the way, I'm a little hungry after a fight. Does your police station provide supper?"
"Yes, yes, but the logistics department of our police station only provides ramen at night." The inspector Sato touched his stomach, "I'm also a little hungry. I'll give you an extra one?"
"Okay." He Ma nodded.
At this time, Sato's partner, the little policeman who has only been in the business for three years, asked curiously: "It is said that the Tokyo police station is so lavish that they will give prisoners meat, is it true?"
Kazuma nodded: "Really, but it also depends on where the police station is. The police station in Kandagawa that was bombed before was relatively poor and could only serve pork chops. Like the police station in Setagaya District. I will give the prisoners Matsusaka steak."
Although Setagaya is on the edge of Tokyo, it is close to Kanagawa prefecture—the same Kanagawa prefecture as the main stage of "Slam Dunk".
But Setagaya is not an "urban-rural border", but a famous wealthy district in Tokyo.
The young policeman's eyes widened: "Is it Matsusaka steak? I can count the number of times I have eaten Matsusaka beef on one hand!"
"He must be talking nonsense. You are not skilled enough. When you get to my age in the police station, you will be able to see at a glance whether the person in front of you is talking nonsense." Minister of Inspection Sato paused and looked at Kazuma, "Even the police station in Setagaya can't be big enough to serve people with Matsusaka steak, at most, just use ordinary wagyu steak!"
"Wait for me," He Ma Fu'e, "if you want to deny it, just deny it all at once, don't let half of it flow."
Director of Inspection Sato spread out his hands: "I don't know what kind of life the rich people in Setagaya, Tokyo live, and what about the police in Setagaya. I'm not afraid you say that I have been a policeman for so many years and have never been out of Kyushu Island. My son On the contrary, I've been clamoring all day to go to Tokyo to meet the world."
While speaking, the three of them walked through the long corridor and arrived at the office.
Through the window of the office, you can see that the CMB with the members of the Japanese Sports Academy Kendo Club has just driven in.
"Don't look at it, hurry up and make a phone call, and then write down what you need to do. I'll give you a clean bed after you've finished having a late night snack." The inspector Sato urged.
Kazuma nodded, and then began to touch his pockets. He searched for a long time but didn't find the sticky note in his memory.
On the note was the phone number of the front desk of the hotel where Tamamo and Honami were staying today, as well as the number of the room they booked.
As long as you call the front desk and ask the front desk to transfer the room, you can contact the girls.
Now that there is no mobile phone, this is already very convenient.
In another two years, pagers should become popular - and in the immediate future, everyone will call pagers BP machines. At that time, the big boss's logo was a briefcase in his hand, with a BP machine and car keys on his waist.
But the time hasn't come yet, and Kazuma can only continue to use sticky notes to write down phone numbers.
And now he's gone through all the pockets and can't find the piece of paper.
——It's broken, there's no way to contact Honami to save someone.
It looks like I can only sleep at the police station tonight.
Kazuma couldn't help but complained that the police in Fukuoka didn't do anything. You see, in Tokyo, I would not be left at the police station if I beat up all the U.S. planes. One night at the police station.
Fortunately, Tamamo would come over at night to fall asleep, so in the dream, let her bring Honami over in the morning to save her.
But Tamamo and the others should sleep in the same room tonight. They slept well at night. Tomorrow morning, Tamamo directly blasted Honami to the police station to bail him out. No one called in the middle. Bonami explained.
The inspector Sato was standing next to him, standing in front of the phone like Ma Mutou, and asked in confusion, "What? Forgot your phone number?"
A brainstorm with Ma—you can call the Kiryu Dojo, Tamamo has a plan, and he must have left the hotel's phone number and room number at home, so Chiyoko can look it up.
Kazuma started dialing, first pressing the Tokyo area code, and the result was that the phone started to busy tone.
"What's the matter? I just pressed..."
He Ma looked back at Sato suspiciously.
Sato pressed his forehead hard: "Go ahead, forget it. Recently, some of us secretly made a long-distance call to Tokyo to go to the radio station to order songs, and then the call bill exploded this month, so the boss stopped the long-distance function..."
What the hell?
"Why do you want to call Tokyo Radio to order a song?"
and Ma asked.
"Eh? Is there any problem with this?" The young policeman, who still doesn't know the name of Kazuma, was puzzled, "I listened to those radio stations and often said, 'The reader from Sapporo is calling,' and people from Sapporo can call, It's not surprising that Fukuoka people call and order songs, right?"
I was speechless with Ma, who had just finished working with Sonny Music, and lived with a bunch of Sonny Music musicians in Hot Springs Street for three weeks, listening to a lot of insider stories about the music industry.
After the release of his new single, the marketing department will go to some radio stations with a wide range of coverage.
Most of the people who call for songs in such remote places are "placed advertisements" placed by the tape distributors.
Looks like a guy takes this seriously.
He is going to be born a few decades later, and he will probably take those UP owners' Chafan advertisements seriously, thinking that these UPs are really playing their mobile games with videos.
While Kazuma thought like this, the old policeman who was sitting at the desk near the water dispenser turned around with a water cup.
"This matter has a new development. The prisoner seems to be inspired by the deeds of Kiryu and Ma, and he also wants to write a song, and then he found a friend and released the tape, thinking that it will be a big sale.
"But things backfired. The tapes couldn't be sold at all. In order to chase his dream, his friend was almost bankrupt.
"So he came up with a way to call the radio station to order songs by himself.
"Our radio station in Fukuoka is fine. It doesn't cost much to make a few phone calls, but the station in Fukuoka can only cover Fukuoka and some surrounding areas, and he feels that the effect is not good.
"So he set his sights on the big radio stations covering the whole country."
The old policeman said this in high spirits, and finally his mouth was dry and he took a big sip from the teacup.
Inspector Sato took advantage of this gap to comment: "Is there such a thing? I don't know whether to call this person stupid or praise him for having a dream."
The old policeman shook his head: "If he hadn't finally thought of the bad idea of using the police station's phone to make a long-distance call to Tokyo to order songs, I would give him a thumbs up for his courage in chasing his dreams."
He Ma suddenly remembered that he was going to eat ramen today, and the Huacheng reservation was made by telegram one day in advance.
The long-distance telephone charges are very exaggerated in this day and age.
It seems that the Eastern Metropolitan Police Station has been devastated by this dream-chasing youth, or else it will stop the long journey.
Kazuma: "However, if you stopped the long distance, wouldn't it affect the handling of the case?"
"The impact is still influential. When you encounter a case where you want to call outside Fukuoka, you can only call the public phone outside." The old policeman sighed, "You said you called the public phone, but you didn't have a receipt. I can’t be reimbursed. But I also received a case to go to Saga this month, and the steel rod just used a whole change bag for the phone call.”
When the old policeman said such words, he exuded the air of an uncle who was familiar with Ma.
When I lived with Ma in the unit's compound, I thought that the uncle of the concierge looked very amiable.
No matter how much conflict there is with the local children, as long as they cross the Makino line guarded by the uncle of the receptionist, the local children will not dare to take another step.
He Ma looked at the old policeman again, and then confirmed that the old man was far from the uncle in the reception room in his impression, and he was still short of a teapot with "Self-defense and counterattack against Vietnam" written in red paint.
The old policeman also looked at Hema: "What's wrong with this? I wasn't here when you just called out to the police. Look at the tendon, fitness trainer, right? It's with the wife of a rich family who hired a trainer. up?"
He Ma was in awe of the old policeman's ability to associate: Good guy, there's nothing close to it.
Sato pointed at Kazuma: "This one is 'that Kiryu'."
Kazuma: "I am the guardian of Osaka, the nemesis of the bomber..."
"Ah, it's that Kiryu!" The old policeman interrupted Kazuma's registration, "What a coincidence! What date is it in July? Let me see..."
The old policeman put on his glasses and turned to look at the calendar on the wall.
"Huh? Is this the wrong date?" He stood up and walked to the calendar, "How do I remember that yesterday was the date? Really, no one has torn up the calendar except me?"
The old policeman tore off the page on the calendar with the date of the day before yesterday and threw it into the trash can next to it.
"It's time," he looked at the correct date, "so Kiryu is here to participate in the Jade Dragon Banner, right? He got into trouble before the Jade Dragon Banner? This is too careless!"
Kazuma: "How do you feel that everyone in Fukuoka knows that the Jade Dragon Banner will start tomorrow?"
"Please~IndoMTL.com~ We are the police, and we will all be nervous when a large-scale event is held." The old policeman turned to look at Kazuma, "Especially after the hostage-taking incident at the Osaka SF Conference last year, there were large-scale events in the jurisdiction. A policeman will be more careful."
Kazuma: "Then you must be very fortunate that the Jade Dragon Banner is a kendo competition, and everyone present is very capable."
"It can be used for a fart, aren't all those terrorists in Osaka shot? Kendo is a competitive sport after all, how can it be compared to a gun." The old policeman said.
He Ma was about to say something coercive about "the knife is quick within seven steps" when someone knocked at the door of the office.
There were not many people in the office at night, so I turned to the door with Ma, Sato's partner, and the old policeman with eight eyes.
Nanjo Honami was standing at the door in a white-collar suit and a pair of glasses.
"Are Kiryu and Ma there? I'm here to keep him out."
Bonami had already seen Kazuma and met her eyes, but she still said the same thing, as if she was not a young lady at the moment, but a lawyer hired to save her.
Kazuma raised his hand: "I am Kiryu Kazuma, who are you?"
Bonami originally wanted to be serious, but she still laughed: "Forget it, I won't act. I'm not a lawyer, the one behind me is."
The lawyer came out from behind Honami: "I am the agent of the Nanjo Foundation in Fukuoka."