I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma temporarily ended his meditation, opened his eyes and looked at the roof of the ambulance, listening to the sound of the engine.

It seemed to be raining again outside, but the sound of rain could not be heard clearly over the sound of the engine.

——New name...

Kazuma thought for a moment, then smiled.

——This name seems good.

When Bai Feng wakes up tomorrow, he will tell her as soon as possible.

After deciding, Kazuma entered meditation again to confirm that his level had improved.

This time Beichen's One-Sword Style has been upgraded by one and a half levels. It seems that as long as he works harder, he can obtain the next skill of Beichen's One-Sword Style.

According to Kazuma's previous analysis, the level of the kendo genre must be improved by sparring with swordsmen. However, this time, only Bai Feng has a kendo level and uses a sword as the main weapon.

She looks like a pretty good punching bag.

The value simply as a sandbag is even higher than the ordinary feeling.

While thinking this, Kazuma's injuries began to hurt.

The pain made Kazuma truly feel that that guy really fought with the intention of killing him.

It's strange. It's obviously a battle to the death, but it doesn't feel as good as the subsequent battle with the "Yamada Winter Soldiers" who fell from the sky.

Kazuma glanced at his actual combat level again and found that it was already 28. He suddenly jumped up a lot and went straight to 30.

After breaking through 30 in actual combat, I wonder if I can jump out of a helicopter without breaking my leg.

The scene where Yamada got off the helicopter just now is really cool if you think about it carefully. Sure enough, this is how a hero should appear.

Surprisingly, Kazuma's street fighting level did not increase. Originally, he thought that after fighting Yukiko, who was at level 28 street fighting, his level would have increased a lot, which would have greatly improved the efficiency of furniture utilization.

But then I thought about it, I mainly relied on my field advantage and sword skills to win the battle against the couple. I basically didn't use it in street fights. Instead, I used parkour entries to skate away and became the decisive winner.

It makes sense that street fighting has not increased.

On the contrary, it was probably because of the comic effect of sliding and then hitting the door, that it got an inexplicable comedy fighting entry.

Kazuma showed a dumbfounded expression while meditating, which made the male nurse standing next to him look puzzled.

After confirming that the remaining levels had not changed much, Kazuma ended his meditation.

At this time, fatigue hit me.

Only then did he remember that he seemed to have been awake since being woken up by Kitagawa Saori at around one o'clock in the morning.

Not only that, he first walked a long distance on foot, then rode a bicycle back to Tokyo to penetrate the White Summit in one go, and finally had a life-and-death battle with the "Yamada Winter Soldier".

It’s a miracle I wasn’t exhausted.

There are still wounds on Kazuma's body, including a wound on his stomach caused by Shiroho's chop, and a gunshot wound on his shoulder by "Yamada Winter Soldier".

——Damn, why is it the left shoulder again?

No, that's not important. What's important is that it's really time to have a good sleep.

He told Ma to go to sleep without hesitation, and even the bumpy ride to the hospital and transfer to the ward couldn't wake him up from his sleep.

**

Detective Shiratori and his partner Takayama finally entered Shiratori's private territory - together with the Tokyo Fire Department.

"This is really incredible." Shiratori stood in front of the still burning house, looking at the wreckage of the Cobra helicopter gunship in flames. "I want to know now how this plane fell."

Detective Takayama shrugged: "It can't be that Kiryu-kun chopped it off with a knife."

"Idiot, how could such a thing happen, unless he could send out sword energy? But it is really strange how the plane fell. Could it be that the person who stole the plane jumped out of the cabin on his own?"

"Senior Shiratori, the helicopter does not have an ejection seat."

"There's none?"

"No, the Soviet Union seems to be doing it, but they have to blow up the rotors first and then eject." Detective Gao Shan suddenly realized that it was not appropriate to refer to the Soviet Union in this scenario. After all, he didn't know if CIA spies were lurking around.

He cleared his throat and put on a serious expression.

Shiratori glanced at him and scratched his head: "Anyway, let's just assume that it was a mechanical failure that caused the plane to crash. After the crash, we still heard gunshots outside. It should be Kiryu-kun fighting someone again. Let's see if we can Know which body dies first and which dies last..."

Shiratiao stopped and looked at a lady who was being helped over.

He remembered that this should be Yukiko, the wife of Hakusumei's brother-in-law, Shinsaku Sakata.

Then he remembered that Kiryu and Ma had told him that Sakata Shinsaku was ordered to be beaten to death by a legally non-existent person who resembled Shiromine Sougo.

Shiratori didn't know what happened, but he believed what Kazuma said.

So he said to Yukiko: "Kiryu-kun said that he has avenged Sakata-san."

Xuezi nodded, then glanced at the devastated corner of the courtyard: "I guess the person lying with his body and head separated over there is the person who killed my husband."

Shiratori turned around and glanced - he had just entered the scene, and he didn't know where the body of the legally non-existent person who looked exactly like Shirakine Sougo was.

Then he relied on his memory of the figures of all the cadres of the Kanto Alliance and judged that the shriveled body lying there was Shirakine Sougo.

"That should be it." Detective Shiratori turned his attention to Yukiko again, "So what's going on? Sogo Shiromine assassinated his son?"

"Zhang Sang has always had the idea of ​​​​defeating his superiors." Xuezi shrugged, "I won't be surprised if the president strikes first. But this time, there are too many details that I don't know, and there are many places that I find strange. , I’m afraid we have to use necromancy to capture the soul of the dead guy over there and torture it, in order to know what he is planning.”

"Hmph, psychic skills, aren't they all tricks used by so-called psychics to fool people with their acting skills." Shiratiao shook his head, "But one thing I am sure of: if you really raid the Fushou Gang, you will probably go there. No reply. Although Kiryu-kun has been torn in all the way, at least most of the people are still alive. I'm sorry about your husband."

A sad look appeared on Xuezi's face for a moment.

But she immediately put on a straight face and said to Detective Baitori seriously: "No matter what, the Baifeng Summit has ceased to exist in name only. Next, other organizations of the Kanto Alliance will rush forward like jackals to carve up everything about the Baifeng Summit, and the young lady will not even be able to live there. The land will be lost.”

Shiratiao smiled: "You should worry more about yourself, eldest sister. Of course, your lady will have someone to save her, just like today."

Xuezi stared at the white bird for a long time before saying, "Then please ask Mr. Detective to thank that kind person for me."

"You have to say this yourself to be sincere."

Yukiko did not answer, but turned to look at Shinsaku Sakata, who was being put into a body bag by technicians from the forensic department, and said, "I really hope the jackals of the Kanto Alliance will move slower, at least wait until I finish my husband's funeral."

Shiratori Akira turned to look at the technicians, put the cigarette to his mouth, took a big drag, and said nothing.