I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma watched Nishida Shun eat pork chop rice. He was also hungry, so he stood up and said, "I think it's almost time today, so that's it."

He was going to get something to eat after leaving the police station. It just so happened that he had completed a big event today, so it was reasonable for Honami to treat her to a meal.

Seeing him stand up, Nishida Shun also raised his head. The light shining from his front made the corners of his oil-stained mouth shine.

"Are you leaving?" Nishida Shun asked even though there was still food chewing in his mouth.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm hungry when I see you eating."

"Answer me a question too." Nishida Shun said.

Kazuma stopped and turned to stare at Nishida Shun: "You can ask."

Nishida Shun hurriedly swallowed everything he was still chewing in his mouth, and then took a sip of the miso soup that came with the pork chop rice, and then asked solemnly:

"Are you doing this to accumulate capital for your future career in the police?"

Kazuma: "I said it was because I couldn't ignore Tokyo's tomorrow. Do you believe it?"

Nishida Jun laughed.

After laughing, he asked seriously: "Really?"

Kazuma: "Really."

After saying that, he walked towards the door without waiting for Nishida Shun's reaction.

Nishida Shun shouted to his back: "You are so handsome, 'Hero-san'!"

Nishida Shun's tone made Kazuma unable to tell whether he was being sarcastic or truly appreciative.

Kazuma left the interrogation room and walked into the observation room right next to him.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Kitagawa Saori standing on a chair with an expression as if his heart had died.

Kazuma: "Why are you doing this, Kitagawa-san!"

Kitagawa Saori rolled his eyes at Kazuma: "Didn't you see this mark on my chest? Use your excellent reasoning skills, great detective!"

Kazuma actually understood everything when he saw Nanjo Honami's embarrassed expression.

But he deliberately teased Kitagawa Saori: "Are you drooling? Is this a symptom of Alzheimer's disease? You started to suffer from it at such a young age?"

Kitagawa Saori rolled his eyes and was about to speak——

Kazuma predicted her actions and said first, "I'll kill you!"

Kitagawa Saori:?

Then she realized what she was doing and shouted angrily: "I'm going to shark you!"

Then she pulled out the knife from the guitar with a clang.

Aramaki coughed: "Miss Bai Feng, this is the police station."

"Sorry." Bai Fengyuyin put away the knife and glared at Kazuma, "Just wait, one day in the future, I will cut off your head."

Aramaki: "Are you serious? This is the police station, and you are making death threats in the police station? We can arrest you on the grounds of arresting an active criminal."

Gusadozaburo added: "There is also a recording in this room, and what I just said happened to be recorded."

Bai Feng Yuyin glared at Aramaki and the others, and said angrily: "I was just joking, right, Kazuo Ma~kun~"

Kazuma nodded: "Yes. In fact, when her knife is only tenths of a centimeter away from my neck, the situation will change, and the owner of the knife will be hopelessly in love..."

"No!" Bai Fengyuyin interrupted Kazuma's famous line of transcending time and space.

He Ma shrugged, he really liked Westward Journey. When he was in middle school, Westward Journey had just become popular. At that time, all the boys in the class would memorize the Bible "If I add a time limit to this love, I hope it will be ten thousand years."

At this time Honami said: "Well... we don't have anything else to do at the police station, right? Why don't we go have a meal! We have accomplished such a great thing today, and I think we should go to a better place to celebrate."

Kazuma's mind immediately turned to tonight's celebration banquet: "A better place, Honami, do you have any recommendations?"

Kazuma asked this deliberately. The place recommended by Honami must be better than the store Kazuma often goes to.

Honami: "How about going to eat kaiseki cuisine?"

--You see!

Kazuma was ecstatic: "Okay, let's eat kaiseki!"

Kitagawa Saori looked at Kazuma with disdain: "Is it really okay for you to eat soft food so obviously? It's hard for me to establish a good impression of you! At this time, I should bite the bullet and pay for it myself. Let’s go eat, even if it’s just super cheap ramen.”

Honami: "Saori, please come too. I want to thank you for lending me your hard chest to cry on."

"It's superfluous to be stiff! It's superfluous!"

Kazuma: "Without further ado, let's go."

After saying that, he turned to say goodbye to Aramaki: "Aramaki-san, I'm leaving first."

"Go slowly, Kiryu-sensei." Aramaki said goodbye to Kazuma respectfully.

Then Kazuma pulled Nanjo Honami out of the observation room.

Although Kitagawa Saori had an unhappy expression on his face, he still followed Kazuma and Honami.

Aramaki and others were the only ones left in the observation room.

Gusata Saburo suddenly sighed: "The two attributes of being a hero and being a freeloader don't feel inconsistent at all when placed on Kiryu-sensei."

Aramaki: "When I was at the Defense University, I was always short of money, and then there was a girl who gave me her leftover lunch every day."

"Really?" Tosaburo was shocked.

"Really. She is my wife now." Aramaki glanced at Tosaburo, "You have to work hard, young man."

Tosaburo sighed: "This is not something you can gain by just working hard."

Aramaki: "You can try to strike up a conversation on the street, isn't that what young people do now?"

"Spare me, I'm just trying to strike up a conversation...not looking for true love anyway."

At this time, someone in the gonggan said: "Tosaburo, if you want to find a girl, you must first sort out the seaweed."

Everyone laughed, and the small observation room was filled with joy.

**

After Xing Jishang finished reciting the motivating words, he took out a match, struck it, lit the small piece of paper with the motivating words written on it, and then threw it into the ashtray on the table.

The next moment, a hand reached out and put out the fire on the burning note.

Xing Jishang looked at the owner of his hand. He should have been a timid and obedient middle-aged man, but now his temperament has completely changed.

The guy in front of Xing Jishang now exudes a murderous aura.

He carefully looked at the unfinished activation words on the paper, and then stared at Xing Jishang: "Writing these on paper violates the principle of confidentiality."

"To ordinary people, this is just a piece of waste paper with words of unknown meaning written on it." Xing Jishang said indifferently.

"But for spies, this is enough for them to analyze quite a lot of things." As he spoke, he threw the remaining note into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

Xing Jishang looked around and found that no one had noticed this corner of the library. In fact, there were not many people in the library at all. A few readers were scattered in the reading area, far apart from each other and far away from Xing Jishang. Jishang's corner is further away.

Xing Jishang asked: "How should I call you?"

"Just call me by code name."

"So what I asked was your code name."

"Shouldn't this be picked up by the person who activated me? Did you read the instructions carefully?"

"Do you think there will be something like an instruction manual for me?" Xing Jishang asked.

The awakened guy remained silent and just looked at Xing Jishang.

Xing Jishang spread his hands: "Okay, I understand. I'll give you a code name. Well, just call me Yamada."

Yamada is the most common surname in Japan. It is common in some literary works to deliberately name characters that are not closely related to the plot Yamada XX.

Ghipli has an animation called "My Neighbor Yamada-kun", and the Yamada here is also deliberately created to highlight that this is a movie that tells stories about ordinary people.

Yamada had no objection to the naming of Xing Jishang.

Xing Jishang checked the surroundings again. Just before he pulled Yamada over, he had confirmed that this corner had not been captured by closed-circuit cameras.

The library itself is relatively old and did not have many cameras installed.

But there's nothing wrong with being a little more careful.

After once again confirming that there were no cameras and no suspicious persons were paying attention here, Xing Jishang took out the map, spread it out on the table, and pointed to the location of the Kandagawa Police Station: "This is your target, it's a police station. You want to Break in and kill this guy—"

Xing Jishang put Nishida Shun's photo on the map.

"If nothing unexpected happens, he should be locked up in the interrogation room. He has not been transferred to the prison yet. You have to be careful. He has a very strong ability to disguise himself. Don't be deceived by him."

Yamada responded immediately: "Then I suggest using bombs to send the whole police station to the sky. That will ensure that he has no chance to disguise himself."

This suggestion made Xing Jishang couldn't help but sigh, this is indeed a super soldier created by the Soviet Union, and his way of thinking is so stupid.

"What you said makes sense," Xing Jishang responded as calmly as possible, "but we can't gather so many explosives at once. We need you to fight in, or sneak in under disguise, find this person, and then kill him. "

Yamada nodded: "I understand. Can you provide your police ID and uniform?"

"Are you crazy? Everyone in a small police station knows each other. It would be difficult for a stranger like you to sneak into it."

"What about transfer orders from other police stations? If you forge a transfer order, there will be no problem."

Xing Jishang sighed: "This can be faked, but it will take time. Your task is to kill this person in the next two hours."

In fact, judging from the person in charge, the higher-ups also hope that Yamada will take the matter seriously, create public opinion effect, and measure the physical fitness of the super soldier in actual combat.

But Xing Jishang didn't really want to do this. It wasn't that he had any feelings for Japan as a country. He just didn't want him to be involved in the big commotion caused by Yamada.

The KGB regards agents as consumables, "parts" in the entire huge spy machine, but it just happens that this part is a living person.

Yamada thought for a while: "Then I want the architectural blueprint of this police station, and I want to study the infiltration route. In addition, since this is not a suicide attack mission, I should have a way to retreat. Where will the car that picks me up be parked? ?”

Xing Jishang actually didn't want to send a car to this guy. After all, the contact person asked him to decide whether to "recycle" Yamada based on the actual situation.

Xing Jishang decided not to respond without hesitation, but he couldn't say that, so he pointed to an alley on the map: "Here, there will be a Honda car full of gas in the alley. If you can get rid of the tracking Your people, just drive this car."

"That means there won't be a driver to pick me up, right?" Yamada asked again.

It seems that Yamada has indeed fully recalled what he learned in Lubyanka.

Xing Jishang nodded: "Yes, the fewer people involved in this matter, the better. I will personally go where the car is parked and wipe off my fingerprints..."

Yamada: "Don't worry, I will find a place to burn the car, and the traces on the car will be burned together. After I escape, which safe house should I hide in?"

Safe houses are usually located in remote and secret places. Anyway, the first priority of a safe house is that the surrounding neighbors will not care if a stranger suddenly moves in. Of course, it is best if there are no neighbors.

Of course, some safe houses go the other way and are located in the city center. If there is a large flow of people, no one will notice the new faces.

A safe house is generally stocked with a large amount of food, medicine, weapons and ammunition, allowing the hunted person to hide in the house for a long time when needed, without leaving the house.

Xing Jishang only knew of two such safe houses in Tokyo.

"I will take you to the safe house now, please identify me." Xing Jishang said, "After that, you can hide back in this safe house."

Yamada: "I understand. So without further ado, let's set off."

Yamada-kun, the super soldier who seems to have just ended his hibernation, has a very high enthusiasm for work and is a model worker.

**

"This is my grandpa's favorite kaiseki restaurant." Honami introduced it to Kazuma as soon as she got out of the car.

Kazuma glanced at the exquisite handmade lanterns hanging on the door of the store and the words "Matsuya" on the lantern shell, and smiled: "I am so familiar with this place. Have I been here before?"

Honami also smiled.

Almost a year ago, in this very Matsuya, Honami cut off the wine plate of Congressman Yasuhiko Asakura with a knife, and rejected the Asakura family's marriage proposal of her own will.

Then when she was cornered, Kazuma appeared with an umbrella.

Honami: "At that time, you were my hero."

"Am I not your hero now?"

"You are everyone's hero now, and of course mine." Honami replied.

This flattery is very comfortable with the horse.

Kitagawa Shaori was confused when he heard it: "What the hell? What happened here?"

Honami: "Miss Bai Feng, you haven't heard of it? I thought the Yakuza were all well-informed."

"I'm really sorry that I'm not a competent young master of the Yakuza." Saori Kitagawa said angrily, and then looked at Kazuma and changed the subject, "Kazuma, can you feel full after eating kaiseki cuisine? Sure enough, I'd better go and eat. Let’s go for ramen, the portion is big and you’ll be full.”

Kazuma thought to himself that this is not a question of whether he can eat enough or not. I can afford ramen if I want to, but can I afford this kaiseki?

Saori Kitagawa continued: "This kaiseki cuisine, most people think it is the cuisine of a place called kaiseki, right? It is similar to the four major Chinese cuisines.

"But that's not actually the case. In the past, the high-end ingredients at high-end banquets were very scarce, and there were many people at the banquet, so everyone could only eat a little bit.

"So I had to hold a stone in my arms to hold my stomach down so that I wouldn't be so hungry and wouldn't make a grunting sound amidst everyone's arty chatting and laughing. This is called kaiseki cuisine."

Kazuma was shocked: "Really or not? Are you lying to me? This is the cuisine of Kaiseki, right?"

Honami said: "...My grandfather told me the allusion, and it seems to be more or less like this, but my grandfather said that kaiseki cuisine originated from high-end tea parties.

"But grandpa also said that holding rocks at that time was not only to suppress hunger, but also that heating was inconvenient at that time. The tea party was a big place with drafts everywhere, and it was impossible to ensure that everyone was around the fire.

"So he heated the stone and held it in his arms to keep out the cold."

At this moment, Kazuma suddenly felt that Japan was too miserable. When he thought of the generals, daimyo and even emperors in ancient Japan, who were miserable holding a stone in their arms and eating only a little bit of high-end cuisine, Kazuma had those famous figures in ancient Japan in his mind. , the situation has stopped.

Honami changed the topic: "But modern kaiseki cuisine is no longer like this! No matter the types of dishes or the portions, they are not the same as before! Now there is no need to hold a stone while enjoying the food. .”

Kazuma licked his lips. He was indeed hungry, and as a soul-piercing Chinese, he had a foodie heart.

He had also eaten kaiseki cuisine when he came to Japan in his previous life, but it was obviously not the top quality, and the store was full of Chinese tourists, which made Kazuma wonder if this was a store that specialized in preying on Chinese tourists.

But the Matsuya in front of me, which I and Marco had visited before, was indeed extremely high-end.

There is also a beautiful escort girl.

Of course it doesn't matter!

Anyway, the person responsible for serving drinks on Kazuma's side is most likely Honami - or Saori Kitagawa.

"Let's go!" Kazuma said, "I have never had the most luxurious kaiseki meal in my whole life. Today is an eye-opener."

Saori Kitagawa complained: "Can you stop saying such useless things all the time and open your eyes? What I have eaten is nothing special at all."

Having said that, Kitagawa Saori followed Kazuma and Honami into the gate of Matsuya.

The landlady was already waiting in the foyer, and she didn't know when Butler Suzuki would notify Matsuya.

"Mr. Kiryu, Miss Nanjo, and Miss Shiromine, we have been waiting for you three for more than a while. Takema has already made room for you and your party. Please go this way."

Kiryu and Ma pretended to be regular customers and nodded lightly.

The landlady took small steps - the opening under her kimono was very narrow, so she could only take small steps.

While leading the way, she chatted with Kiryu and others: "Miss Nanjo hasn't been here for more than half a year since last time. You look even more beautiful."

After saying that, the landlady glanced at Kazuma.

The subtext is "women want to please those who please them".

Just as Nanjo Honami was about to answer, a thunderous explosion sounded from a distance.

Kazuma frowned and ran towards the nearest window.

Although the main building of Matsuya is not high, the terrain where it is located is high, and this time-honored restaurant is very concerned about the scenery outside the window and requires a wide view.

So Kazuma glanced out and saw thick smoke rising in the distance.

He couldn't tell the distance between the explosion and Matsuya, but he knew that the Kandagawa Police Station was also in this direction.

**

Xing Jishang covered his face.

When he found C4 explosives in the safe house's reserves, he knew something was wrong.

"You're just killing one person, you have to destroy the entire police station. Now the whole of Tokyo will become a hornet's nest." Xing Jishang muttered to himself, while turning around and leaving.

He originally didn't want to provide Yamada with an evacuation vehicle, but then he thought about it. If Yamada completed the mission secretly and ended up having to fight the police on the road because he didn't have an evacuation vehicle, that would be putting the cart before the horse. So Xing Jishang changed his mind. He had just parked the pick-up car at the place he told Yamada, and now he had to leave quickly and clear the relationship.

The car was obtained by a gang of car thieves. Xing Jishang has decided to let this little car thief become garbage on the bottom of Tokyo Bay.

However, Xing Jishang thought in a bright direction. With Yamada's vaccination, the attention he would pay to the big boss who used anti-tank mines to blast the Yakuza would be much less.

Xing Jishang tore off the disguise on his face and put it into his bag, then took out the fake breast and stuffed it in too.

Finally, he lowered the hem of his clothes that had been rolled up and tied in a knot above his belly.

His current outfit was originally neutral, but with this change, he changed from a hot girl to a trendy handsome guy.

Because the crowd's attention was attracted by the explosion in the distance, no one noticed his change.

Xing Jishang quickly blended into the crowd.

During this process, he heard someone muttering: "Is this explosion the Communist Party fighting against the remnants of the Communist Party?"

Tokyoites, who are still frightened by the turmoil of ten years ago, would naturally think so.

As for whether there was public opinion guidance from the KGB's psychological warfare unit, Xing Jishang didn't know.

Now that he is considered a loss by the KGB, all the intelligence network nodes related to him should have been cancelled, and all subsequent actions of the KGB will have nothing to do with him.

Xing Jishang disappeared into the crowd.

**

Aramaki had already walked to the door of the police station with everyone.

The interrogation report has been sent back to Gongan headquarters via fax, and Tosaburo also returned in advance to analyze and integrate the information.

Aramaki and the others stayed for a little longer to process the audio and video recordings at the police station.

As a result, just when they arrived at the door of the police station, the blast of air caught up with them from behind.

Aramaki supported himself to get up and picked up the wallet that did not fall at his feet.

When the wallet fell to the ground, it was flipped open by the air wave, revealing the photo of his wife in the wallet.

Aramaki didn't wait to confirm the extent of his injuries and called out to others: "Is everyone okay?"

no respond.

Because Aramaki was the one in the lead, he was the farthest away from the police station when the explosion occurred, and he was probably the least injured.

Aramaki kicked his wallet and pulled out his pistol.

He turned around and faced the police station that was already in flames.

He saw a policeman covered in fire rushing out of the police station, falling to the ground and screaming in agony.

Aramaki: "Fuck!"