I teach kendo in Tokyo

At dawn, Detective Gaoshan yawned and sat up from the passenger seat, taking off the newspaper covering his face.

In order to prevent the things in the karaoke room from being moved, Shiratori and Gao Shan stayed at the scene yesterday and did not return.

According to Detective Shiratori, this was the first time after the climax of the student movement that someone was sleeping in a car while handling a case.

Detective Gao Shan had only joined the Metropolitan Police Department for a few years, so naturally he had not experienced that period of time.

This was a very unforgettable experience for him.

Because he had a stiff neck, and when he sat up, his neck hurt as if it would break in the next second.

He endured the severe pain, turned his neck and finally found a less painful angle, then opened the door and got out of the car.

Detective Shiratori took off his coat and was doing stretching exercises beside the car. Seeing Gao Shan get out of the car like this, he laughed loudly: "Are you having a stiff neck? This is my first time, it's the only way to go."

"Honda actually said that their seats are so comfortable that you can sleep on them!" Gao Shan complained.

"Be content. We didn't even have a flat chair back then, so we all slept while sitting up. We didn't get enough sleep at all. When we fell asleep, our heads would hit the car window, and then we would wake up again and continue to sleep in a daze."

Detective Shiratori was reminiscing when Yoshiaki Shimakata came over with a pineapple bun he bought from nowhere: "Here, you guys should have some too. This morning may be particularly busy, so it's important to replenish your energy in advance."

Shiratiao took the pineapple bun unceremoniously, and while eating it, he watched the "highlight" of this time, the singing room.

This is a facility converted from an old warehouse. The warehouse has been built for many years. It is the only reinforced concrete building in the entire street. It is not very conspicuous among a bunch of old wooden buildings.

Maybe it's because there are a bunch of messy billboards on the side facing the street?

These billboards are like a layer of "camouflage" that hides the old warehouse.

Detective Akira Shiratori always felt like someone was watching him from the old warehouse.

Anyway, this morning we can unveil the mystery of this old warehouse.

Yoshiaki Shimakata continued to separate the pineapple buns. After ensuring that everyone had one, he returned to Akira Shiratori, looked at today's "hunting ground" and said: "I always feel that the key evidence we are looking forward to has been destroyed or moved. .”

"Didn't the surrounding residents say they didn't see any suspicious large objects entering or leaving the warehouse?" Shiratori asked.

Shimakata Yoshiaki shrugged.

At this time, other people's voices penetrated into Shiratori Akira's ears: "It is entirely possible that it was transferred from the underground waterway. You two should be people who have experienced the student movement era. Back then, the students transported Molotov through the underground waterway. Cocktail, did you forget?”

Yoshiaki Shimakata glanced at the speaker and replied: "Of course I haven't forgotten it, but we can only arrange checkpoints based on the underground waterway blueprint of the district archives. If they have any secret passages, we have nothing to do. After all, no one can In terms of hole-digging experience, it surpasses the 'rat'."

Akira Shiratori nodded to the speaker: "Good morning, Aramaki. Who is that next to you?"

Aramaki: "I'm about to introduce you. This is a newcomer promoted from data analysts in our department. His name is Gusata Saburo. I think his talents will be very useful in solving the case at hand."

"That's right." Shiratori didn't seem to believe that this gongan, who had long curly hair and looked like a rock-and-roll youth, could be of any help to the investigation of the case, but he still extended his hand.

Gusadozaburo held his hand: "Senior Shiratori."

"You also play rock and roll?" Shiratiao asked.

"No. My hair is long just because I always forget to get a haircut." Tosaburo said, "What's going on now?"

"While waiting for a search warrant, the warehouse across the street we suspect contains evidence crucial to the investigation of the serial murder case."

"What kind of evidence is it?" Tosaburo continued to ask, but Shiratori shrugged, "I don't know. It depends on what is found."

Aramaki suddenly said: "If there are items related to welfare technology, please be sure to take them as evidence."

Shiratori frowned: "It's okay to take it away, after all, the search warrant is about to be issued. But after taking it away for investigation, if there is no sufficient evidence to prove that it is an important exhibit, it will be returned to others."

"Don't worry. When the time comes, Gongan will take it from the evidence department of Sakurada Gate with independent investigation authority." Aramaki said, taking out a cigarette from his pocket and holding it in his mouth, "If anyone comes to ask, let him Come to gonggan9 class to get it."

Detective Shiratori raised his eyebrows: "It's great that agents don't have to pay attention to the law."

After saying that, he took out a match, struck it and lit Aramaki's cigarette.

After that, he finished the pineapple bun in his hand in a few mouthfuls, took out a cigarette, walked up to Aramaki, and lit it with the light from the cigarette butt.

Akira Shiratori: "What is the origin of this welfare technology? Was it developed by the KGB?"

"No, at least you can't tell it now. They look like an ordinary company that sells physical therapy devices. At most, their method of selling physical therapy devices is a bit... they call it direct sales. Have you ever been to their direct sales meeting?"

Shiratori shook his head: "No."

"You'd better ask your parents. Welfare Technology's direct sales meetings often target the elderly. Some elderly people go to a direct sales meeting and bring back four or five physical therapy devices, and then take the trouble to recommend them to their relatives and friends."

Detective Shiratori frowned: "If you put it like that... my dad seems to be using some new type of physical therapy device recently. My eldest son, who is in college, even quarreled with my dad over this. They originally had a good relationship with each other. On."

Aramaki blew out a smoke ring: "Then you'd better check carefully when you get home."

"Is this... a bad physical therapy device?" Yoshiaki Shimakata asked from the side, "I think I heard my wife say that I saw an advertisement posted by someone on the circulation board."

Japan's grassroots communities are dominated by various self-governing associations, and there is a circulation board system for housewives.

In this era, the vast majority of Japanese women did not go out to work. After finishing housework, they relied on lunchtime TV and community activities to kill time.

The circulation board is a notepad used to inform various activities in the community. After reading it, the housewives of one family will visit the next house and pass the board to them. This is an opportunity for housewives to get to know each other and socialize.

Aramaki was speechless: "Have you started posting advertisements on the circulation board? Welfare technology has penetrated deeper into the grassroots community than imagined. But just buying a physical therapy device is not a big problem.

"We have dismantled and inspected the three types of physical therapy devices operated by Welfare Technology. They are devices that use thermal vibrations and microwaves to reduce muscle fatigue. If your muscles are sore when you go home at night, you can even use them yourself."

"Then I don't understand. You are spies, counter-espionage, and counter-terrorism. Why are you paying so much attention to a company that sells physical therapy devices? Even if there is a problem with their sales method, it is still a matter of economic investigation, right?" Detective Shiratori asked. .

Aramaki considered it for a moment and glanced at Tosaburo. The latter turned his head and looked away, which meant "I don't know what you said."

Aramaki then said: "We suspect that Welfare Technology is a new religion. Selling physical therapy devices and so on are all their cover-up methods."

"Is this a very bad religion?" Detective Shiratori asked.

Aramaki: "I don't know, but if this serial murder incident is related to welfare technology, then you can be sure that they are very bad.

“It was also when I was looking through the files that I suddenly discovered that some previous cases seemed to be somewhat involved with them, and that’s when I started to become suspicious.

"But I have no tangible evidence."

At this time, Detective Gaoshan, who was still struggling with his stiff neck, suddenly said: "I thought Gongan didn't need evidence."

"If it was something like the theft of missiles from a US military base, we really don't need evidence to take action." Aramaki said in a self-deprecating tone, "But this time it doesn't involve the US military."

At this time, a car rushed toward them along the road at a very high speed, and then braked suddenly.

The tires stirred up smoke and dust on the old road surface, and the harsh brake sound almost pierced White Bird's eardrum.

Before the car came to a complete stop, Gyoda Keishi opened the door from the passenger seat and held up the document in his hand: "Here comes the search warrant! There is also an arrest warrant for the organizer of last night's gang fight!"

"Oh! It's very early this time! Did those people at the desk take the wrong medicine today?" Yoshiaki Shimakata threw the uneaten pineapple buns into his car, without wiping his mouth, and clapped his hands and shouted, "Work's started, work's started! Everyone wake up!"

Detective Shiratori stepped forward to receive the search warrant. After confirming it carefully, he took it and walked to the warehouse across the road.

Detective Gao Shan hurriedly followed, but his neck continued to tilt to one side due to the pain of a stiff neck, looking like a ghost that would appear in urban ghost stories.

The person opposite the warehouse seemed to have been prepared for it. Before Shiratiao came to the door and knocked, he opened the door himself.

The lead singer of URB walked out with an angry look on his face, staring at Detective Shiratori like a zombie.

Detective Shiratori: "You have been arrested. You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will become evidence in court."

The lead singer of URB said nothing, just stretched out his hands and waited quietly for the detective to put handcuffs on him.

**

Kazuma woke up feeling refreshed.

He got dressed and couldn't wait to leave the room, ran to the dojo, opened the door to the yard, and looked at the cherry blossom trees outside.

"Strange, why...is it the same as usual?"

He scratched his head and muttered to himself.

Jinguji Tamamo's voice came from behind: "What are you expecting?"

"Well... generally speaking, after what I experienced last night, I should see a whole new world today!"

"Are you saying that the newly built Federation starship is slowly taking off in the distant sky?" Tamamo came to Kazuma and looked at the cherry blossom trees outside side by side with Kazuma, jokingly.

"No, although I quite like seeing this scene, the current technology is obviously not enough. I mean, you see, I am also someone who knows about the existence of the mysterious side. I shouldn't be able to see something that ordinary people can't. something?

"For example, the little chinchilla playing in the yard, the dust monster hiding in the corner like briquettes, and the cat bus that can run on the telephone pole..."

"The little monsters basically don't exist anymore. As I said yesterday, the mystery is now a remnant that doesn't even need to be buried deliberately. It's hard to imagine that in the Taisho era, special combat troops were organized to deal with the old people who can't accept the changes in the world. , protecting Tokyo.”

Kazuma glanced at Tamamo and said, "Is that combat unit called the Hana Kaidan?"

"No. Why do you look a little disappointed?"

"No, it's just your illusion." Kazuma said, stretched out, looked at the scenery in front of him as usual, without any mystery, and sighed heavily, "There is no fantasy color, so I was looking forward to it in vain."

"Kazuma, look at me." Tamamo said softly.

Kazuma turned to look at her and found that she had put out her fox ears again, and made a gesture representing the fox with both hands. When their eyes met, she let out a fox cry in Japanese: "Kong Kong!"

Kazuma felt his heart rate suddenly increase sharply, but he expressed his last stubbornness in a disgusting tone:

“What’s so cute about an old woman?”

Tamamo pouted and put down her hand, but suddenly thought of something again, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you touch your ears?"

Kazuma stared at the flexibly twisting fox ears, and finally stretched out his hand.

Underneath the furry touch is the unique feel of thin and brittle bones...

The more you touch the horse, the more addictive you become.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a car engine, it must be Honami coming.

Kazuma quickly let go of his hand.

The moment he let go, his ears turned into hair and spread out.

A moment later, when Honami appeared in sight stepping on the fallen cherry blossoms that were nearing the end of the flowering period, Kazuma and Tamamo looked like they were having a normal chat.

Nanjo Honami was about to say hello, but her eyes suddenly stopped on Tamamo's clothes.

"Are these...pajamas?" Honami said to herself, "Did you...sleep here last night, Danzi?"

"Stay one night." Tamamo highlighted the key points in short words.

Honami immediately observed Kazuma's expression carefully.

Tamamo: "You can come and stay here tonight too. I didn't run away."

Kazuma pretended to be looking at the scenery.

Honami was obviously very interested in Tamamo's suggestion, and she actually thought about it seriously for a few seconds, but then she remembered something more important and asked hurriedly:

"You caused a big fuss yesterday, didn't you?"

Although the transmission of information is very slow in this era, Kazuma was bailed out of the police station yesterday by the Nanjo family's lawyer Furumi Kenji. Of course Honami knew about this.

What Kazuma is surprised about is how she only found out this morning. According to Kazuma's opinion, Honami should have hurried over with Kenji Koumi yesterday.

Honami: "Last night, I couldn't leave the foundation's entertainment. But I heard some strange things, and someone suggested that I stay away from people who play music recently."

Kazuma raised his eyebrows: "Isn't this a hint for you to leave me?"

"I thought so at first, but the person who reminded me was a lawyer named Shiba Ikuta. I checked the guest registration and invitation issuance records. This person came in through a friend's relationship and was not on our invitation list.

"I remember that the Nishida Jun you caught before Kazuma was Shibata Kubo."

Kazuma's expression turned serious.

Honami continued: "So I think this is not a reminder to keep distance from you, but a reminder not to get too involved in the Kandagawa refrigerator corpse serial murder case."

"It's possible." Kazuma agreed, "It's even possible that you are warning me not to get involved too deeply."

Tamamo took over the conversation: "Besides, they may be hinting that if you get involved too deeply, Kazuma, Honami will be in danger."

Honami was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Me? Well, it seems that Chiyoko is more dangerous, right? She was the one who was kidnapped last time. In addition, if I am in danger, aren't you Danzi also in danger?"

Tamamo smiled slightly: "If I'm just protecting myself, I should be fine."

Kazuma was suddenly curious about how strong Tamamo's self-protection ability was now, and asked: "Can you now... can you still carry a 46-centimeter giant cannon?"

"What are you talking about? I couldn't hold it in the first place, not from the moment it was built. Now, it can probably withstand Zaku's machine gun?"

Okay, Kazuma understands. When encountering a hail of bullets in the future, you can tie Tamamo to a wooden board and use it as a shield.

Wait, what she just said was Zaku's machine gun in "Gundam". What is the caliber of Zaku's machine gun? 80?

Honami had a question mark on her face: "What are you talking about? A 46cm giant cannon?"

She glanced down.

"Well," Kazuma quickly explained, "it's not the length we're talking about here, it's the caliber."

Honami was shocked: "Caliber?"

Then she suddenly realized that she had gone astray, her face turned red, and she quickly changed the subject: "This...isn't this the caliber of Yamato's main gun? Why is Yamato's main gun there? What the hell is Zaku's machine gun?"

"Of course I'm joking." Tamamo smiled.

Honami looked at Kazuma suspiciously.

"I always feel that... you two are closer than before," she shot straight. "In the past, Danzi only existed as a matter of course, occupying the position next to Kazuma, but now..."

"I am still Kazuma's apprentice, just like you." Tamamo said.

He changed the subject with Ma Zecha: "Anyway, Honami, you have to be careful lately. It's best to stay with Butler Suzuki. After you explain the situation to your grandfather, he should agree."

Honami nodded: "Understood. I'll go back and convince grandpa to let Butler Suzuki stay with me until you solve the matter."

Kazuma originally thought that Honami would use the excuse that Suzuki Butler had a company to evade, but she didn't expect that she would simply agree.

It seems that my master's words are more effective than imagined.

At this time, Chiyoko's voice came from the room: "It's time to eat! Is Honami here too? Let's have some together!"

Honami replied: "I know."

Then she glanced at Kazuma, bent down and took off her shoes and got on the edge.

Honami bent down and picked up the shoes she had taken off, and said to Kazuma, "I'll put this in the entrance hall."

After saying that, she took the lead and walked into the house.

Tamamo, who was about to enter the house after living with Mara, asked in a low voice: "I have an idea of ​​how much combat power you have now."

"When mysteries are not involved, I am just an ordinary high school girl - I mean, a female college student." Tamamo paused and added, "It's just that it's harder to die.

"However, if a swordsman-level guy like Soichiro Uesugi holds a famous sword, even in my heyday I could only use magic to outwit him. Now most of the magic has become useless, and I can basically only run."

Kazuma nodded.

Tamamo: "Don't think about using me as a shield. I will die, and I will die for you to see."

Kazuma touched her head roughly: "I know, I know. If you didn't say that, I wouldn't throw away my heart to block the gun. I mean all of you."

After all, I, Kazuma Kiryu, am a hero, and I should be responsible for everything myself.

Kazuma thought.

**

URB band practice room.

Although the search was still in progress, the police officers who had already taken a rough look at each room of the karaoke room gathered together - it was not their turn to conduct a more detailed search.

"Isn't this completely free of prohibited things?" Yoshiaki Shimakata complained, "There is no body, no anesthetic, and the little blood found looks like a nosebleed..."

Akira Shiratori frowned and asked, "Aramaki is still searching? If Gongan is so blatantly involved in our search, will there be any objections from the higher ups?"

Shimakata Yoshiaki shrugged: "I think the higher-ups are now eager for Aramaki to find some breakthrough. After all, this search has completely reached a dead end. The good news is that the media is a little tired of it. After a while, the search will probably turn into a normal search?" "

In Japan, for some unsolved cases with great influence, its investigation headquarters will exist until the case exceeds the retrospective period.

However, generally the search headquarters for these cases will not allocate too much force. The search is also the so-called "normal search". Simply put, it means "we are doing this but there is no guarantee that there will be results." It mainly shows that "it is still there" Try to solve the case” attitude.

If the criminal police officer responsible for such a search accidentally makes a breakthrough and finds clues to solve the case before the traceability period expires, it will certainly appear that the Japanese police are awesome.

However, most of these cases ended up silently passing the retroactive period, and the search headquarters was quietly disbanded.

No one will be dealt with - I've been searching for so long, and you still want to deal with me, is that right?

This case will probably turn into this state after the media heat wears off.

Both Shiratori and the island side are all experienced, and they are already mentally prepared for this.

Because of this, there was an atmosphere of tacit understanding between the two.

Shimagata Yoshiaki lamented: "The price of becoming a police officer is that the heart of justice gradually disappears, which is quite ironic when you think about it."

"Are you suddenly becoming philosophical? I didn't remember that you were in the professional team from college." Shiratori teased.

"Lusuo, I also know how to read books, Romain Rolland and so on."

After Shimakata Yoshiaki finished speaking, he saw Aramaki walking out of the preparation room of the karaoke room holding an evidence bag.

"What? Did you find anything?" he asked.

Aramaki held up the evidence bag so that both Shimakata Yoshiaki and Shiratori Akira could clearly see the contents.

Inside is a physical therapy device.

Aramaki said: "One of the physical therapy devices sold by Welfare Technology. If you ask the people in the URB band about it, they will probably say that it is bought to treat myosynovitis."

"Then you still collect?" Bai Niao asked.

"Maybe we can find strange fingerprints or hair on it? Also, if my hunch is right, the lawyer is coming."

"Which lawyer?" Shimakata Yoshiaki looked confused.

At this time, his partner Gyoda Keishi came over in a hurry and whispered: "There is a lawyer outside, and his name is Shibata Taku."

Yoshiaki Shimakata and Akira Shiratori read Aramaki together.

"That's him I'm talking about." Aramaki said.