I teach kendo in Tokyo

Gumei Xianji laughed loudly: "You're right, people with that kind of thinking are really terrible. In short, remember what I just said, when you are extremely angry..."

"I've been angry all day." Kazuma subconsciously answered.

"Hahaha, this is not funny. Let's be serious. Although this commission has become simpler, if we want to maximize our interests, we still have to be careful. I think what we should strive for now is not to prosecute."

"Can this be done?"

"Yes, as long as you follow what I teach you, it's fine." Komei Kenji leaned forward, put his hands on the table, and began to teach Kazuma how to answer the interrogation sentence by sentence.

**

Taro Ishiba watched Kenji Furumi come out of the interrogation room, sighed, and said to the prosecutor beside him: "Prosecutor Tsuki, this is Kenji Furumi, Kazuma Kiryu's defense lawyer."

The prosecutor glanced at Komei Kenji and said with a smile: "I have admired his name for a long time. It seems that this case is in vain."

Komei Kenji thrust the autopsy report into the hands of the prosecutor in Kozuki: "This is the autopsy report. Look, Endo Nakato's death was a pure accident. Forensic medical examination will support this judgment."

There are very few forensic doctors in Japan, so criminal police officers will learn some knowledge and skills related to autopsy in order to obtain information to solve cases when the forensic doctor has no time to perform an autopsy.

But this time, the case occurred at a kendo tournament and was directly handled by the Akita Prefectural Police Headquarters, so an autopsy was performed immediately.

In recent months, the prosecutor took the autopsy report and looked through it: "I roughly understand that the autopsy will support that this was an accidental death. I originally thought that I could sue for negligent death, but it seems..."

In recent months, the prosecutor curled his lips: "It seems that Gumei's lawyer has taught the suspect how to answer the interrogation."

"I'm just fulfilling my duties." Komei Kenji smiled, "In the world of law, victory is justice. So, do you want to sue?"

The prosecutor in recent months stared at Gumei Kenji for several seconds, and then looked at the row of assistants behind him who were ready to go.

"No." The prosecutor shook his head in recent months, "I suspect that he will not be able to pass the case at the stage of filing the case. I will not do any useless work. I will leave it to you to give the necessary punishment to the Ishiba Police Department."

After the prosecutor finished speaking, he returned the autopsy report to Kenji Koumei and left in a hurry.

Komei Kenji smiled and said to Ishiba Taro: "I request that the injuries all over my client's body be recorded and the evidence fixed."

Japan is a country that states that it cannot use torture to extract confessions, but in fact, it is common for people to be beaten into submission.

Many cases go as far as signing a confession, which is then used as the main evidence to convict.

Kazuma has watched a documentary specifically about this in his life.

However, for those who have the support of powerful famous lawyers, beatings are simply a reward for the lawyers.

Taro Ishiba would not do such a thing when the Nanjo family's gold medal was already in front of the door.

He curled his lips and said: "No, since there is no prosecution and there is no reason to keep him in custody, I think he can be released on bail. It's impossible that the Nanjo family can't afford the bail, right?"

Gumeixianji smiled and gestured to his assistant, who immediately went to handle the bail-related procedures.

As for the money, of course the Nanjo family is responsible for it.

**

Detective Shiratori and Detective Takayama were playing bridge in the recreation room to pass the time. At this time, Detective Taro Ishiba opened the door and walked in.

"Hmph, you guys are quite leisurely."

"We were originally here for vacation." Detective Shiratori stood up and stretched, "So, how is the situation, Junior-san?"

Before Taro Ishiba took the special examination and was accumulating his performance at the Metropolitan Police Department, he was assigned to the Fourth Investigation Section where Shiratori worked.

"Why did the Nanjo family send a whole team of lawyers here? Who is that kid? What role do you play here?" Taro Ishiba asked questions one after another.

Shiratori patted Ishibataro on the shoulder: "I said I just came here for a vacation. Do you believe it?"

Taro Ishiba's expression clearly showed his attitude: I believe it.

Detective Takayama almost couldn't hold back his laughter, but Detective Shiratori was very serious: "It's better not to make some things so clear. You will still have to return to the Metropolitan Police Department in the future, right? This Kiryu Kazuma, if not If something goes wrong, he might still be your boss when you go back."

"Gold watch set?"

Detective Shiratori didn't reply, but patted Ishibataro on the shoulder.

That expression translated into the Internet language of China in the 21st century is: I understand what I understand here, and what I don’t understand is in vain.

You taste it carefully, taste it carefully.

The old Riddler.

Who knows how many things Taro Ishiba had imagined.

Detective Shiratori felt at ease. He was not lying. If nothing happened to Kazuma, he would graduate from Tokyo University and enter the Metropolitan Police Department. After that, he would only need to take the special examination to be in the gold watch group.

If nothing happens.

Detective Shiratori left Taro Ishiba, who was still pondering the details behind the matter, and walked towards the recreation room door: "I'm going to see this old acquaintance. Is he out on bail?"

"Yes, if you want to see him, you have to hurry up before he goes out and gets into the Nanjo family's car."

"Don't worry, he probably has something to tell me and will wait for me." Detective Shiratori threw a new riddle to Ishiba Taro and left the entertainment room.

Detective Takayama glanced at Taro Ishiba, who was still thinking, and quickly caught up with his partner.

Outside the recreation room door, Detective Gao Shan asked in a low voice: "Is it okay to fool him like this?"

"What's the problem? Who told him not to hand over Noriaki Yamadan to Tokyo? Let him think about it."

Detective Shiratori quickly arrived at the lobby of the county police headquarters, and sure enough he saw Kiryu and Ma stopping in the lobby to wait for him.

"Hey, here's another unique experience, Kiryu-kun." Detective Shiratori said, stretching out his hand and shaking Kazuma's hand like he was meeting an old friend of the same age.

"Detective Shiratori, why are you here?" Kazuma asked.

"Because you killed...well, the person who died in an accident had some connection with me. A few years ago, he lived in Tokyo with his mother and stepfather. His stepfather was a domestic violence scumbag, so he killed his stepfather. , and then became so animalistic that he stabbed the landlord and a policeman."

Kazuma interrupted Detective Shiratori: "Has he been expelled by the kendo master?"

"No, his master died, and then he was expelled from the master by his uncle who succeeded him. He also had the code given by his master taken back."

Kazuma curled his lips. To be honest, when it comes to taking back the Daiwen, Kazuma will always think of that person who took back that person's Yunzi...

"That's what I think," Detective Shiratori looked up at the clear sky outside the police station, "There is no unreasonable evil in this world. If the occurrence of evil can be prevented from the source, the world will be a better place, right? .

"I think many people, as long as they encounter even a little kindness, will not degenerate into extremely evil ways.

"You were the last person to see him. You are a swordsman and know the secret of integrating mind and skill. So answer me, has he become a good person?"

Kazuma looked at Detective Shiratori's face and shook his head: "No, he became a heinous villain and a heretic."

Detective Baitiao sighed:

"That's it. Thank you."