I teach kendo in Tokyo

At eight o'clock in the morning, Kiryu Kazuma, who was doing morning exercises, watched the sleepy Kitagawa Saori appear in the corridor outside the dojo door.

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

Kitagawa Saori rolled her eyes at Kazuma and said, "I don't need to worry about it. I haven't changed into my school uniform yet, so if I go to school in my current clothes, the dean will be driven crazy."

"Then I'll take you home to change clothes?" Kazuma asked again.

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

Kazuma: "It's not good to skip class."

"I want you to take care of it."

"Okay, I don't care. I improvised a main melody for Anno-san's movie yesterday. Come over and help arrange the music."

"Why should I help you arrange music?" Kitagawa Saori shouted impatiently, "Climb!"

After saying that, she headed towards the bathroom.

Kazuma scratched his head. He originally thought that Saori Kitagawa, who was so arrogant, would come over to arrange music while scolding him and become Kazuma's dedicated arranger. Unexpectedly, this trick didn't work.

It seems that the favorability is not enough.

It doesn't matter to Kazuma. Anyway, there will definitely be professional sound supervisors and arrangers coming to help him. He just needs to direct these people to create the music in his own mind.

At this time, Kazuma's idea is to finish the life-and-death battle between the cyberpunk swordsman whose name has not yet been determined, retire from the world, and concentrate on his pursuit of the throne of police director.

So he didn't think about learning how to arrange music by himself. Anyway, that was it.

From now on, learn a shakuhachi, be arty and work part-time to brush BUFFs and be done with it.

Kazuma thought as he continued to swing his sword - this kind of basic training cannot be lost. Kazuma suspected that if he did not do basic training, he would lose his kendo level experience and so on.

He didn't want to wait until he lost the experience before he started feeling distressed.

At this time, Honami Nanjo came to the sword dojo. She smiled as soon as she saw Kazuma: "It's been a long time since I did morning training with you. Let me come with you."

"Okay, welcome." Kazuma smiled.

**

Ten o'clock in the morning, Sakuradamon Police Department Headquarters Building.

The Kandagawa Serial Murder Case Special Investigation Headquarters is holding an overall investigation meeting.

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

A row of senior officials from the Metropolitan Police Department sat on the rostrum. The person presiding over the meeting was Inspector Kato Kato of the Metropolitan Police Department. The gold watch on his wrist could be seen clearly even from the audience.

There are three senior executives wearing gold watches like this on the rostrum, and the only one without a gold watch sits at the edge.

"Let's begin." Kato motioned.

So the meeting began, and each search team took turns reporting on yesterday's situation.

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

After everyone had finished speaking, Detective Kato said: "It seems that there is no decisive progress. Island Police Department, what do you think of the latest victim?"

"I don't have any opinion. If it were a separate case, I would have already decided it was a suicide and started writing a closing report."

Shimagata Yoshiaki's words immediately aroused a discussion.

At this time, someone in the back row raised his hand.

Inspector Kato pointed to the back row: "Come and tell me your opinion."

It looks like he doesn't remember the name of the person sitting in the back row, so that's all he can do.

A young man stood up in the back row and said loudly: "I think it is some kind of copycat crime? Only the first victim committed suicide, and the others committed suicide by imitating the victims?"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, someone immediately retorted: "We have not announced the details of serial killings, how can they imitate them?"

The young people argued: "The crime occurred in the Kanda River. As an area where college students live together, their rumors spread faster than in ordinary communities.

"The victim is also a member of an underground band. These people have extensive underground channels for disseminating news. It is very possible for it to spread to the fan base through other band members!"

Inspector Kato raised his hand to signal the young man to stop talking.

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

"My name is Meguo Suisan, and I have the rank of police inspector." The young man replied.

"Your idea is interesting, Inspector Megure, but it is not beneficial to our search. Does anyone have any other opinions?"

Inspector Kato was scanning the entire venue, and finally his eyes reluctantly stopped at the gongans present in the corner of the venue. He called the names of those who raised their hands: "Aramaki, what do you want to say?"

"I want to say that this may be a ** incident. The suicide scene was searched with ghost-like writings. The death method of entering the refrigerator and freezing oneself to death is also very ** style. They will use this strange method to kill themselves. Action to pursue a sense of ritual..."

Someone shouted and interrupted Aramaki: "Bagayalu, you just want to turn the case into a rape case and then lead the investigation, right?"

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

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

At this time, Police Kato spoke: "Until we find more evidence, we still believe that this is a serial killing incident caused by a pathological serial killer. If there is anything from the Gongan side that can prove that this is a religious incident. You are welcome to share the information with us."

Aramaki: "There is no information on this yet."

After saying that, he sat down directly.

As soon as Shimakata Yoshiaki retracted his gaze from Aramaki, Detective Shiratori sitting next to him tilted his head and said to him: "It feels like Aramaki has something in his hand."

This kind of search meeting does not strictly arrange seats according to departments, so Shiratori from Section 4 has the opportunity to sit next to Shima Fang from Section 1.

Shimagata Yoshiaki replied: "If they want to share information with us openly, I will suspect that there is fraud."

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

Yoshiaki Shimakata smiled.

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

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

Shiratori interrupted Shimakata Yoshiaki: "How to explain the lack of signs of struggle?"

"At first, I probably knocked on the refrigerator door and prayed, but then I was deprived of strength by the cold and could only huddle together and wait for death." Yoshiaki Shimakata answered.

"In that case, how could there not be any bruises on the hands? With the support of the desire to survive, people will explode with unimaginable strength. There must be bruises on the hands."

Yoshiaki Shimakata didn't reply because he didn't know what was going on.

For the next hour, the search meeting came to an end in a sterile cycle of proposing and denying hypotheses.

Yoshiaki Shimakata was actually not particularly frustrated. As a veteran of the Metropolitan Police Department, he was used 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. This is already the norm for the Japanese police.

According to Yoshiaki Shimagata's idea, the most effective way is to form a task force with capable personnel and give special powers to special cases. However, this does not work in modern Japanese bureaucracy.

To coordinate the joint actions of various departments, there must be a search headquarters to provide a place for negotiation between departments.

Then everything is bound to slow down.

After the meeting, Shimakata Yoshiaki stopped Shiratori Akira as he was about to leave, and asked, "Did you really find nothing over there? Didn't the Yakuza side have any information at all?"

The Yakuza are also very annoyed by this kind of serial killer. After all, the Yakuza still pursue order and are considered lawful evil. They can't stand the chaotic evil guys like serial killers.

So generally when the Japanese police encounter any serial murder case, they will ask the Yakuza to help collect information.

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

This is the main reason why Shiratori from Investigation Section 4 was put into the Investigation Headquarters.

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

Shimakata Yoshiaki understood it and followed Shiratori into the smoking area, then took the cigarette from Shiratori, took out his zipo lighter and lit it, and then shared the flame with Shiratori.

After closing the lighter, Shiratori said: "The Kanto United are busy dealing with the two new foreign gangs now."

"Korean and Chinese?"

"Yes, if young people don't respect martial ethics, the Guandong United Alliance has suffered several defeats."

"You mean, the Kanto Alliance can't help with this incident?"

"What I mean is that this incident may be related to the Korean True Boxing Association and the Chinese Fushou Gang. There is reliable news that not long before the serial killings occurred, there was a popular trend among the underground bands in the Kanda River area. New anesthetic..."

Shiratori said, his voice gradually lowered, and Shimakata Yoshiaki took over the conversation: "Do you suspect that these incidents are related to each other, and that the anesthetic is being sold by the Shin Boxing Association or the Fukuju Gang?"

"That's what I think, but... I know that guy is in Aramaki's state today. He would say something like this, which shows that he already has someone to suspect."

"A person who instigates people to commit suicide by entering the refrigerator? Maybe you can consult a religious expert?"

"Maybe." Shiratori shrugged, then put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, patted Yoshiaki Shimakata on the shoulder, turned around and left the smoking area.

His partner, Detective Takayama, and Shimakata Yoshiaki's partner, Yukida Keishi, were waiting outside.

**

As the time progressed to the afternoon, Kiryu and Kazuma finished a day of classes at the University of Tokyo. He grabbed a classmate who was also a freshman in the kendo club and said, "Go and tell the director that I have something to do today and I have to take time off from club activities."

Although university clubs will also participate in various university competitions, everyone in the university has different course schedules, so the management of clubs is much more flexible than that of high school clubs.

If you have to take a day off for something, your seniors won't bother you the next day asking why you skipped club activities.

After the classmate left with his leave request information, Jinguji Tamamo asked: "I'm going to investigate, right?"

"Yes." Kazuma nodded, "Let's start with the underground band first. This morning Chiyoko pretended to be interested in the underground band and got a lot of lies from Kitagawa Saori. Let's do what she said first. Let’s take a look at the music house commonly used by several underground bands.”

Kazuma originally wanted to get information from Kitagawa Saori himself, but he didn't expect that Chiyoko would do it for him in the end.

But maybe Kitagawa Saori was too arrogant and told Chiyoko on purpose.

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

Kazuma glanced at Miyadera and thought, what have you done to the seniors? Could it be that you made the seniors kneel on the ground and use them as chairs for you?

He Ma imagined the Jinguji Temple with the queen's posture, and found it quite touching.

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

"I was thinking about your queen form where you used the two seniors as chairs to sit on." Kazuma answered truthfully.

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

"No, no, no, don't bother senior. I don't really want to see it, so stop talking nonsense and let's go."

"Are you going by bus or subway?"

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

Jinguji Tamamo blinked, and then put the Bunko novel he had been holding back into his school bag.

Today, Tamamo is wearing a plain dress. She looks like a young lady out for an outing. She also smells good.

"Then this is a date!" she said, "How about we say goodbye first and then meet up in front of the statue of the loyal dog Hachiko?"

Kazuma complained: "We have to go directly to Kanda River. The loyal dog Hachiko is in Shibuya. It's a long way around."

Jinguji Tamamo shrugged: "Okay."

Kazuma felt that she seemed a little disappointed, so he said: "How about we say goodbye at the door and then make an appointment to meet at a place near the Kanda River? The meeting lines should also be stipulated, 'Have you been waiting for a long time?'"

"I just arrived too." Jinguji Tamamo said.

Kazuma scratched his head: "You've finished your lines, let's just go to the next step."

"You mean you want to watch a movie?"

"Going to visit underground bands!" Kazuma corrected.

The two of them left the Tokyo University campus while talking.

**

To be honest, Kiryu and Ma had never seen an underground band live in their lives.

He had been to the Midi Music Festival, but he didn't go there to see underground bands. What he went to see were all the "above ground" bands that had been famous for a long time, such as Zero Point and Black Panther.

The most underground band he had ever heard was probably Magnum Youth Hostel, but this one later became popular and became an underground band.

And He Ma also went to a music festival organized by Cui Jian once. This time he went to see Cui Jian. He listened to the flower house girl and the fake monk. They were all famous songs that were popular all over the country.

Kazuma's impressions of underground band performances basically come from film, television and animation works.

For example, "Saga Idol", the kind of underground band performance that makes your head fall off, Kazuma still wants to watch it once.

Now that Hema entered this LIVEHOUSE, his first feeling was that it was dark and stuffy.

Apparently the ventilation isn't very good here.

There was already a band on the stage, but only the drummer was playing the drums. The rest of the band gathered together to smoke and chat.

This band seems to be quite visual. The guitarist simply dresses up like an enemy soldier in Fist of the North Star. The moment he comes on stage, he will be told "You are already dead".

At first, the band members didn’t notice Kazuma and Tamamo Jinguji entering the livehouse. It wasn’t until Kazuma approached the stage that anyone saw Jinguji next to Kazuma.

He whistled flirtatiously.

He Ma has heard this saying all his life: most of the so-called people who play music are bastards who think about having sex every day.

Kazuma originally thought this was too subjective, but now with the group of people in front of him, he suddenly felt that the statement he heard in his previous life might be correct.

At this time, the only one of the musicians who didn't have an instrument in his hand turned around, came to Kazuma and squatted down, but he looked completely at Jinguji: "Hey, there is a lost kitten here."

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

The musician laughed loudly, turned around and said loudly to his friends: "She said she is a canine! There is actually someone who admits that she is a bitch..."

Before he could finish his words, he flew backwards, knocking down the mixer placed on the edge of the stage, and then did a backflip before lying on the ground motionless.

Kazuma put the bamboo knife on his shoulder, looked at the musicians who had not yet recovered, and said, "Who else has a dirty mouth?"

The others looked at Kazuma as if he had been hit by a immobilization spell. Suddenly someone shouted: "Ah! You are that...that Kiryu Kazuma!"

"Yes, I am the savior of Osaka and the winner of the Kuixing Flag..."

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

"Don't keep tearing me down, Yamato Nadeshiko."

"It is also Yamato Nadeshiko's task to prevent her husband from getting too carried away."

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

Jinguji Tamamo just smiled and said nothing.

Kazuma shrugged and decided not to pursue this aspect. He jumped directly onto the stage that was as high as his chest.

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

Kazuma took two steps forward and suddenly noticed that the musicians' eyes moved from him to the side, so he turned his head in confusion, just in time to see Jinguji Tamamo climbing up the stage with difficulty.

Kazuma: "There are stairs over there."

"I've crawled all my way." Jinguji said as he bent down and patted the dust off his skirt.

Kazuma took a step to the side before she could bend over, blocking other people's sight.

"Thank you." Jinguji smiled at Kazuma as he straightened up.

Kazuma turned around and looked at the musicians: "I'm here to ask you something. It is said that someone is selling a new pill recently, saying that it can see the God of Music."

The guitarist dressed like Fist of the North Star asked: "Are you a cop?"

"Not yet." Kazuma replied.

"Then why are you asking?"

"I'm playing a detective game. If you don't tell me, my bamboo knife will let you experience the feeling of weightlessness."

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

"Idiot, he meant to let you fly and fall freely. What people experience when free falling is the feeling of weightlessness." The bassist slapped the back of the guitarist's head.

He Ma interrupted their interaction and asked: "So, how can I buy the medicine that can see the God of Music?"

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

"I don't want to, but if I can meet the God of Kendo, I don't mind competing with the God of Kendo." Kazuma said so, but he would never use this thing.

Because Ma and I watched a lot of anti-drug propaganda videos in our previous life when we were young, we have the impression that there are related propagandas almost every year. I don’t know if it’s only in Guangdong, or if the whole country is so strict.

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

Kazuma cannot understand those public intellectuals who demand the legalization of drugs following the opening up of the United States. He subjectively believes that these people may not have even gone to elementary school, so they have not been baptized by anti-drug education.

When he becomes a police officer in the future, He Ma will definitely implement the principle of killing anyone he sees.

No, you don’t have to wait to become a police officer. During this investigation, you can just praise the person who sells this kind of music god.

Facing Kazuma's question, the guitarist shook his head: "Just give up. No one will tell you how to get this thing. If you beat us all to death, you won't get any information."

"Really, let me give it a try." After Hema said that, he suddenly exerted his strength and knocked the guitarist out again. Then he looked at the bass player, "What about you? Are you going to fly too?"

The bassist answered calmly: "I really don't know. It is said that the followers of the God of Music will give guidance to people who also love music, but I obviously don't love music enough, so I didn't get guidance."

Kazuma curled his lips and looked back at Miyadera to ask for her opinion. After Jinguji met his eyes, he replied: "I don't think he lied."

In fact, Kazuma also felt that the bassist was not lying.

"Being a retinue of the God of Music, and having guidance, why does this feel more like sex than sex?" Kazuma murmured to himself.

Jinguji Tamamo: "I do feel like this. The current situation is very suitable for the beginning of the new ghost story of Cthulhu. The strange beliefs that are quietly spreading, the dead with strange causes of death, if this development continues, even if we see the octopus tentacle monster It’s not surprising.”

"Do I want to learn how to sail a boat on land?" Kazuma asked.

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

Jinguji Tamamo responded to Hema Tou's joke. Suddenly she remembered that she just said that she was a canine, so she let out a "woof".

Kazuma was shocked, are you acting cute at this time?

Look at the occasion! Aren’t the Japanese the best at reading the air?

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

Kazuma followed Jinguji's gaze and glanced at the drummer who was still playing, and instantly understood what Jinguji meant.

In fact, he had similar thoughts: The drummer played so hard to me, he probably loves music very much.

The bassist just said that people who love music will be guided by the followers of the God of Music.

The drummer seemed to be able to get guidance easily.

Kazuma walked towards the drummer.

The drummer didn't look at Kazuma at all and continued to play the drum set on me. In this stuffy space, the passionate drum sound was a bit out of place.

Kazuma stood in front of the drum set and asked loudly: "Can I ask you a question?"

The drummer raised his eyes and glanced at Kazuma, without replying, and continued playing the drum.

It seems that playing drums is the only meaning of his life.

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

Although the drumbeats were very dense and powerful, Kazuma couldn't feel the surging vitality he felt from the drums when watching the movie "Breaking Drummer".

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

Kazuma recalled what the bassist had just said: The followers of the God of Music will guide those who love music - does this mean that people who sell this kind of thing will guide those who encounter bottlenecks in music? , should people who are eager for breakthrough be targeted?

It's possible.

Kazuma decided to take a gamble, so he said contemptuously: "Your drum... sounds like it has no soul."

The drummer stopped and looked directly at Kazuma, his eyes full of anger.

"Who are you?" he asked.

Kazuma: "I'm Kiryu Kazuma, a musician. A super awesome musician."

Although Kazuma has decided to stop working on animations for Anno and the others, there is no problem in using the title of musician to obtain information.

Anyway, this awesome thing was not played by Kiryu Kazuma himself, but someone else played it for him, or it was in a professional music magazine.

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

"But the Mi Mi music I wrote has been widely sung. Now on late-night music programs, people call every day to point out where the stars are. You don't think that I typed them all myself, do you?"

Kazuma also sneered at the drummer: "And you are still playing drums here, and no one is listening."

The drummer threw the drumsticks away and stood up, as if he wanted to beat Kazuma.

The bassist rushed over and stopped him: "Don't! You can't beat him! The lead singer and guitarist are still lying on the ground unconscious!"

Kazuma continued to sneer and tried to twist his face.

Then he pointed at Jinguji Tamamo beside him: "My friend also has some experience in playing drums. Why don't you let her give you a demonstration?"

The drummer looked at Tamamo Miyadera with hostility: "Her? Humph!"

Jinguji Tamamo looked at Kazuma with a troubled expression: "I'm good at playing taiko drums, but I've never played drums before."

Kazuma: "They're all drums, you can do it!"

"Okay, I'll give it a try. Let me explain first, since it's my first time fighting, I might only be a little better than him." Jinguji said.

Kazuma: NICE ridicule!

The drummer was full of hostility and gave up his position directly, making a gesture of invitation to Jinguji Tamamo.

Jinguji Tamamo calmly took off his schoolbag and handed it to Kazuma. He walked around behind the drum set, took the drumsticks from the drummer, and sat down.

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

she turned to ask the drummer.

Kazuma looked at her expression and thought that this was not really her first time playing drums, right?

It seems that she is 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 still stared at her with hostility.

So Jinguji stepped on the pedals and tried it, and the big drum at the bottom of the drum kit made a rich sound.

"Oh, that's it." Jinguji changed his pedal, and one of several cymbals was fired.

"Oh!" Jinguji became even happier.

After trying out the pedals, start experimenting with the timbre of each drum one by one with drum sticks.

The drummer finally got impatient: "Stop acting! If you can play, just play! If you can't play, just get up!"

"It is indeed my first time to use this, and 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 have even played things like chimes and fou. Woolen cloth."

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

While complaining in his heart, Kazuma held the bamboo sword firmly to prevent the drummer from doing anything bad to Jinguji because he was too angry.

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

Finally, Jinguji Tamamo finished trying out all the drums and cymbals. She put down her drumsticks and began to roll up her sleeves: "I completely understand! Look at me!"