I teach kendo in Tokyo

On Aramaki's side, everyone was already celebrating with their foreheads and hands.

"Teacher Kiryu is so amazing, he managed to break through the other party's defenses so quickly!" Kusadazaburo sighed, "Teacher Kiryu has not experienced any of the steps in a normal interrogation!"

The CIA's interrogation manual divides the process of a person's submission into several stages. Basically, all gongans have received training from the CIA and have read this manual.

Kazuma Kiryu skipped all the stages in the manual except the initial resistance stage and fast-forwarded to the confession.

But there are still people who have doubts about this: "Nishida Jun, is it possible that you are still pretending to confess?"

This is a stage that usually goes through before a true confession. The person under trial can no longer stand the torture and decides to make a false confession. At this time, irrefutable evidence must be used to finally kill the person's resistance.

Aramaki: "Don't worry, we just need to carefully verify what he says next. Tosaburo, you have a good memory. Always verify his words against the information in your memory."

"Understood." Tosaburo nodded.

Aramaki originally discovered him because of his attention to detail and his ability to make connections between various details, and the basis of this ability is his strong memory.

Aramaki is now very sure that Jun Nishida is the key to uncovering the conspiracy of the enemy's welfare technology. Otherwise, Tahisa Shiba would not have been so embarrassed after learning that Jun Nishida could not be rescued by ordinary legal means.

Aramaki will never forget that it was Kiryu Kazuma who brought Nishida Jun back to the center of everyone's attention. Both the police and the gongan had ignored this person before.

Now it seems that this is a trick of welfare technology.

Kiryu Kazuma directly saw through the enemy's layout and found the key points. What an amazing insight.

Aramaki was full of admiration for Kazuma Kiryu. It was incredible for a person in his 30s to admire a young man under 20 in a Japanese society that pays great attention to seniority.

Aramaki also knew that he couldn't show this too much.

But this does not prevent him from often borrowing Kiryu Kazuma's wisdom in the future. After all, he has already called him Kiryu-sensei.

In Japan, the honorific title "teacher" carries a lot of weight.

Aramaki looked at the surveillance screen, waiting for Nishida Jun to continue to disclose the inside story of welfare technology.

**

Nishida Shun looked at Kazuma coldly and calmly, and did not continue to speak.

Kazuma: "How did you kill him? Could you please add more details? The police officers over there must be very interested in this."

As he spoke, Kazuma pointed to the closed-circuit camera hanging in the corner of the interrogation room.

Nishida Shun glanced at the camera, made a V sign, and then began to describe how he coaxed Aikawa Hoshiko to "celebrate this youth for the last time" - in fact, it was a breakup, and then drank it with a drink to create an atmosphere for Aikawa Hoshiko. Got sleeping pills...

Kazuma was speechless: "Sleeping pills? No sleeping pills were found in Aikawa Xingzi's body during the autopsy."

Nishida Jun shrugged: "Japanese forensic waste is not a day or two, is it?"

Normal Japanese people will probably retort one or two words, but Kazuma is not a normal Japanese. He is a Chinese from the 21st century. He happens to live in an era when Japanese myths are shattered. When there is nothing wrong, he will follow the sand sculpture netizens to laugh at the spirit of craftsmanship.

So he readily agreed with Nishida Shun's statement.

Japanese forensic medicine is just a dish.

The "interrogation" continued, and Nishida Jun completed the remaining details.

Kazuma directly asked the most critical question: "How did you know that there would be a series of refrigerator suicides?"

"When Horon Aikawa is preaching, he often tells a joke," Jun Nishida looked at Kazuma with a mysterious expression, "He said that when he wants to think, he likes to be in cold places. The cold helps to be active. Thinking. So whenever he felt that the air conditioner was not cold enough, he would open the refrigerator door and get in."

Kazuma frowned: "Based on this, you conclude that there will be consecutive refrigerator suicide cases?"

"I'm not judging based on this. A refrigerator suicide has already occurred. It's just that the body was disposed of in advance." Jun Nishida looked at Kazuma, "Originally, I was going to contact the Shin Boxing Association to dispose of the body, but it didn't take long after the call was made. , you’re here.”

Kazuma: "The Shinkenkai... are those Koreans?"

"Who knows if they are Koreans, but they speak like Smecta anyway." Nishida Shun shrugged, "If you hadn't broken me, the police probably wouldn't have launched a large-scale manhunt, and it wouldn't have led to a real boxing meeting. If you avoid the edge temporarily, you won’t be able to deal with the new corpses.”

Kazuma knew that this man was talking about the second body found by the police.

"Weren't you already caught by the police by then?" Kazuma asked in surprise, "The search should be over."

"But the security of the entire area has been increased, and the real boxing club is not sure whether the police are trying to catch a big fish. They will definitely wait and see."

Kazuma nodded.

It seems that the real boxing club has been dealing with people who committed suicide by entering the refrigerator, but the police suddenly started a carpet search, and they could not act at will. As a result, the people who committed suicide were found smelly or something.

But this involves another question: "How does the True Boxing Association determine where there are new corpses? They can't always rush before others find the corpse, right?"

Kazuma asked.

Jun Nishida: "I don't know. They know it anyway. Maybe there is a transmitter in the physical therapy device of Welfare Technology?"

Kazuma shook his head: "The transmitter has been discovered a long time ago. Aramaki and the others have dismantled countless such physical therapy devices."

"I don't know, but before the police started taking action and they had to be cautious, they could always get to the scene before anyone else discovered the body in the refrigerator."

He Ma was speechless.

This is another unsolved mystery.

But since Nishida Shun doesn't know the answer to this mystery, let's skip it and ask the next question quickly.

"Why did Welfare Technology—no, why did Mr. Heisenberg prevent us from going to URB's karaoke room?"

It is still not certain that Heisenberg is related to welfare technology, so Kazuma changed to a more rigorous term midway.

Nishida Shun shook his head: "I can only guess at this. Are you willing to listen to the guesses of an enemy who is known for his acting skills and lying?"

Kazuma: "I think your acting and lying skills are average."

In an instant, Nishida Shun's expression became very subtle.

This guy is really serious about acting.

Kazuma: "So, tell me, I will judge the authenticity myself."

Nishida Shun curled his lips: "I think URB's singing room is probably Heisenberg's factory, where he painted cod liver oil into blue pills."

"Wait a minute!" Kazuma interrupted Nishida Shun, "Are you serious? Is that really cod liver oil?"

"It's just my guess, but I have evidence to support this guess," said Shun Nishida. "Blue pills cannot be bought home. They are all bought and eaten on the spot. After my star took it, I immediately kissed her. , the result was a mouthful of cod liver oil taste.”

Kazuma's mouth opened into an O shape, but he immediately noticed a question: "Wait a minute, haven't you taken that pill?"

"No, they won't sell it to me." Shun Nishida shrugged, "Maybe it's because I never believed their propaganda. But I once pretended to believe it completely, but in the end I don't know how they saw through me."

Kazuma licked his lips, he kind of understood.

Whether it's teaching, selling, or scamming, they will use exaggerated and mindless propaganda to screen potential audiences.

In fact, this method is also widely used in advertising.

For example, I have seen a lot of nonsense advertisements in my life, such as those about Xiong's old prescription and Balabala, which seem to be insulting to my IQ. However, the actual situation is that even if you have a high IQ, people won't want you to buy them.

There are also lies about being an ancient person who lived for hundreds of years, and you think, "How can this deceive people?" That's because you have been screened out and are not their potential audience. People don't want to waste time on fooling you, so they use this method to ensure that you won't talk to them.

Before interrogating Nishida Jun, Kazuma thought that there must be some mysterious force involved in this incident, and maybe there would be a big octopus coming to give out candy. Now the more he interrogates, the more he feels that this is a cult, but he just did it. relatively successful.

Kazuma didn't expect that the previous ridicule was actually true.

"So, URB led the fans to arrest me and buy time for them to withdraw from the workshop. In fact, they were mainly worried that the blue pill was cod liver oil."

In response to Kazuma's question, Nishida Shun shrugged: "I'm just guessing. Maybe it's really a new type of anesthetic. It's just that on the day of my kiss, Hoshiko happened to take cod liver oil."

"Does she have the habit of taking cod liver oil?" Kazuma asked again.

"No, but people occasionally try new things. Isn't it said that cod liver oil can beautify people?" Nishida Shun spread his hands.

Kazuma thought for a few seconds and found another point that was inconsistent: "If the blue pills are just cod liver oil, then how do you explain the ghost symbols found at the sites of those who committed suicide?"

The so-called passing through the narrow gate could be the result of brainwashing by the * cult, but these ghostly drawings couldn't also be the result of brainwashing. Logically speaking, they should be the music scores written in the staff book.

Nishida Shun looked at Kazuma, silent.

Kazuma: "Speak."

"I don't know." Nishida Shun looked at Kazuma seriously. The entry above his head did not light up, so he was not using his superb acting skills now. "I don't know what that is."

Kazuma: "It can't really be a musical score given by the God of Music. Mortals can't understand it, right?"

Nishida Shun spread his hands.

Kazuma sighed.

Many problems have been clarified, but the problems that have not been clarified have become more difficult to understand.

Kazuma thought for a while and asked some detailed questions to Nishida Jun. Finally, Kazuma basically finished what he wanted to ask, so he asked a question that allowed Nishida Jun to express freely: "What evidence do you have that can be given directly to Aikawa?" Is Fallon convicted?”

Jun Nishida's answer was also very straightforward: "Yes, he should have committed bigamy, but I'm not sure whether the lawyer you hired can win against Shibabu Tahisa. After all, he was very careful not to leave any evidence."

Kazuma's first reaction was "Bigamy is also committed in Japan?", and his second reaction was "Should I have my menstruation with this Aikawa Horataka?"

He Ma was speechless: "Well, aren't there any other charges?"

"Based on my legal knowledge, there should be no more." Jun Nishida shook his head, "I want to say with certainty that no one hates Horataka Aikawa more than me. I continue to cooperate with him just because I want to complete my play. "

Reminded by Nishida Jun's words, Kazuma remembered another question: "Aikawa Horutaka, why do you want to sponsor your drama?"

"He firmly believes that my drama has the ability to shape people's hearts." Jun Nishida is still as frank as before, "I just took it as flattery from the sponsors at first. These sponsors, in order to highlight their own excellence, will do various things Touting niche, experimental art.”

He Ma Qianbai said: "But later you discovered that Aikawa Horon might really think so?"

"Yes, and gradually I began to think so myself. After all, I have seen how he manipulated those who came to listen to his speech, and I have also seen how crazy URB fans are." Jun Nishida took a deep breath, "Looking back now , I am afraid that the process of gradually changing my ideas may have followed his way."

Kazuma joked: "Then have you ever thought that if you become a true believer in Aikawa Horon, you can be close to Miss Aikawa Hoshiko again."

Kazuma subconsciously used a two-dimensional vocabulary he brought over from his previous life, and quickly corrected him: "I mean, we are connected."

Nishida Shun looked up at the ceiling, seeming to imagine the scene Kazuma described.

Then he suddenly raised his eyebrows: "This is simply a drawing of hell. Is the love between two soulless dolls still called love?"

Kazuma: "But at least Aikawa Xingzi is still alive."

Nishida Shun's expression darkened.

Kazuma has no sympathy for any murderer.

Nishida Jun: "I can't help it..."

"No." Kazuma scolded, "When criminals confess, they always say, 'I can't help it.' However, in fact, most people in this world are betrayed by life and live miserable lives. Also stick to the goodness in your heart.

"To sympathize with you and forgive you is a betrayal of these people!"

"Hmph, that's a beautiful thing to say. But most of those who stick to kindness have no good results and can only die in depression. No one comes to save them, and neither do you, Hero!" Nishida Shun may have also been poked. He was upset, changed his attitude just now, and said tit for tat.

Kazuma: "It is wrong to expect a savior! Everyone is his own hero, and everyone should hold the throat of their own destiny."

Nishida Shun looked at Kazuma: "Humph, you said it quite simply..."

"But I did it." Kazuma responded calmly.

He did it, and on that rainy night, he grabbed fate by the throat.

He made fate his slave.

The soul shaped by past experiences exudes a powerful aura, filling the entire space. Kazuma guessed that the lone dragon entry above his head must be burning brightly at this time.

Nishida Shun stared at Kazuma for a long time and sighed heavily: "Maybe, I should blame fate for not meeting you earlier. I can understand why the detective who is much older than you called you Kiryu. Teacher."

Nishida Shun paused and looked at Kazuma: "Let me tell you one more thing. I once saw by chance that Shiba Ikuta gave a list to Qiu Dongwan, the president of the True Boxing Association, and from their Judging from the conversation, Shiba Ikuta should give him a similar list every month."

Kazuma: "A list? How do you know it's a list?"

"I slept with Qiu Dongwan's woman, but the timing was unlucky that day, so I had to hide under the bed. Then I heard a little bit of their conversation, what they said themselves, 'this month's list.'"

Kazuma looked at Nishida Shun: "Your experience is really amazing. Koreans are too careless."

"Let's just say there might be such a list every month, so it's just like a routine, and they themselves are numb. Aren't you curious about what's on that list?"

Kazuma thought for a while and made a bold guess: "Could it be...the name and address of the person who will commit suicide this month?"

"Maybe there is still a date of death. Who knows, maybe suicide is the result of Aikawa Horataka's psychological suggestion. If it is later confirmed that he can really do such a thing, I wouldn't be surprised at all."

Kazuma gasped.

Unexpectedly, this interrogation, after being scientific for so long, began to have some fantasy flavor.

No, maybe starting from the music score of Gui Hua Fu, it enters the realm of mystery.

Go back and ask the big fox.

Kazuma let out a long breath, and after thinking about it, it seemed that he really had nothing to ask this time, so he pushed forward the pork chop rice that had not completely cooled down in front of him: "Are you hungry? You're already here, Don’t you want to take a bite?”

This is the specialty pork chop rice of the Metropolitan Police Department. When you eat it, you will be reminded of the taste of your hometown and your mother. The suspects in the Japanese crime drama all said it was so good that they burst into tears after eating it.

Nishida Shun glanced at the pork chop rice and picked up the chopsticks directly: "You're right, it's better to eat some. After all, I may not die soon, and it's better to be a well-fed person than a starving person."

Kazuma frowned: "What do you mean? You want to commit suicide too? Like the lead singer of URB?"

Nishida Jun took two mouthfuls of rice, then picked up a piece of pork chop and took a bite. While chewing, he said: "I will not commit suicide. But there is a strange rumor in Welfare Technology. Anyone who betrays Mr. Aikawa Horon will be killed." disappear."

Kazuma: "You are very safe in the police station. Even Horon Aikawa cannot attack the police station."

"Yeah, so I can still eat now." Nishida Shun ate the pork chop rice with big mouthfuls, "Yeah, it's delicious. It tastes like my hometown and my mother."

--real or fake?

Kazuma suddenly became curious about this pork chop rice and wanted to have one.

I wonder if he will see the motherland he has been away from for a year.

**

Xing Jishang came to the same park again and sat on the same bench.

But the person who came to meet him was not the same one.

Of course, it could also be the use of special effects makeup.

"The latest instruction." The man spoke directly, "Activate the soldiers given to you."

"What?" Xing Jishang almost violated the rules and turned to look at the contact person.

Activate the warrior, this is no joke, once this kind of destruction machine is activated, it will make a big noise.

"The target is the Kandagawa Police Station." the contact continued.

It was very rare to give an order verbally like this. Usually, the order was written on paper with a misplaced code, inserted into a book, and then placed in a public storage box somewhere.

It seems that this order was issued very urgently.

In this case, as a competent spy, Xing Jishang should confirm.

"I want the confirmation code." Xing Jishang said.

The other party took out a radio directly from his pocket, placed it between the two of them, and then pressed the switch.

The radio has been set to a channel, just in time to receive the broadcast from the Vladivostok radio station.

Pushkin's poems were being read on the radio.

There is something special about the way of reading.

Each agent has an emergency confirmation code that is used only once and is known only to himself and the big shots in Moscow.

Even the announcer in Vladivostok didn't know why he was playing this. He just got a tape and played it at the designated time according to the instructions.

Of course the person who brought the radio didn't know which part of Pushkin's poem was the code.

Xing Jishang sighed.

When this code is used up, no new code will be assigned to him until he returns to the agent center to report on his duties. This means that during this period, the KGB assumes that he has lost his agent.

Even if he returns to Lubyanka, he will have to undergo more than three months of observation and re-education before he can start performing tasks again.

The contactman got the radio back.

It stands to reason that after the connector completes this task, he will temporarily enter a state of abandonment. He will continue to live in his current identity until he is caught by the CIA or is summoned by the motherland again.

Logically speaking, after such a task is assigned, the contact person should leave without saying anything more.

This way he can protect himself to the greatest extent.

But the contact person spoke again: "You seem to have a lot of questions."

Xing Jishang frowned and couldn't help but glance at the contact person.

This contact person is either being funny, or he is of a very high level, will not be discarded, and has great discretionary power.

Since the other party wanted to signal that it was okay to ask, Xing Jishang asked politely: "Why are there such a big battle? The police station, that's it."

"Did you know that we have been using airborne assault tactics against guerrillas in Afghanistan?" the contact asked.

"I know."

Soviet air assault troops use Mi-24 Hind helicopters to attack Afghan guerrillas in mountainous areas.

The Mi-24 is an armed helicopter that can carry infantry. During combat, the infantry can be placed on the top of a hill to occupy the commanding heights, and then use fierce firepower for close support.

This tactic was very successful and caused huge casualties to the Afghan guerrillas.

The contact person said: "Last month, we lost four Mi-24 Hinds and nearly a hundred people were killed. After investigating the wreckage, we found that the Afghans were using Stinger shoulder-fired anti-aircraft missiles provided by the Americans. So we have to retaliate." "

Xing Jishang asked in surprise: "Then you attack the Japanese police station?"

"This is part of a worldwide counterattack. The original plan was for your fighters to disguise themselves as communist remnants and attack the U.S. Embassy. I changed the target with my authority to help our facilitators. Solve a small problem." The contact person said, "Don't worry, the effect is almost the same. Remember to ask your soldiers to bring the token of the All-Communist Fighting before setting off."

Xing Jishang was speechless: "I understand. What should I do after the mission starts? Provide backup? Or just hide?"

"If you can, recycle the soldiers. If not, forget it." After saying this, the connector stood up and put on his hat, "I wish you good luck - no, in Japan it should be said that military luck is prosperous."