I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma said as he stopped and looked back.

Police Chief Shimo Inaba frowned: "Welfare Technology Kyushu Branch? Do you have evidence that they are related to these?"

Kazuma shrugged: "If I want evidence, I'll call gonggan directly."

Police Chief Shimo Inaba frowned even more: "Public Security Commission?"

What Kazuma meant was to call the police officers he knew, such as Aramaki and others. Apparently the police director had misunderstood.

He didn't bother to correct him and just smiled.

Shimo Inaba raised his hand to signal Kazuma to continue walking forward.

After Kazuma started walking, Shimo Inaba, who was following behind, spoke again: "I've heard a lot of rumors about welfare technology. It's more like urban legends than intelligence. Qigong and superpowers are like a fantasy. .but……"

"But since the unity of mind and skill exists, these rumors cannot be regarded as urban legends." Kazuma naturally took over the conversation and finished.

Police Chief Shimo Inaba responded briefly: "That's right."

While talking, Hema led people into the temporary mourning hall.

Because the old man Shangquan's body had no makeup, it was covered with a cloth that looked very expensive. A black-and-white photo of the old man taken when he was young was placed in the shrine.

When Shimo Inaba entered the dojo, he shut his mouth and remained solemn.

Kazuma also put on a solemn expression and guided Inaba to worship.

A few minutes later, after completing the process, the two people left the dojo. Shimo Inaba pointed directly to the side and said in an unquestionable tone: "I want to walk around the yard and reminisce about the past."

Kazuma nodded.

Next, Xia Inaba walked directly in front of him and became the leader.

Soon the two came to a field of chrysanthemums on the side of the house.

"Master likes Tao Yuanming's line 'Pick chrysanthemums and see the southern mountains leisurely under the east fence', so he planted this field." Xia Daoye stood next to the chrysanthemum field and took out his cigarette.

It's still summer, but buds can already be seen in the chrysanthemum fields.

Shimo Inaba lit the cigarette, took a puff, blew out the smoke ring into the sky, watched the slowly rising smoke ring and continued: "In autumn, he will sit next to this chrysanthemum field and drink, admiring Sakurajima in the distance. volcano."

Kazuma turned his head to look in the direction of the volcano and exclaimed: "It's so relaxing."

"Yes." Shimo Inaba took another puff of cigarette and changed the topic, "I have seen my son's body, it is very miserable. Although it was an ineffective guy, although I always feel that one day I will kill him with my own hands. I killed him, but when I saw his miserable death, I was still so angry that I clenched my fists."

Kazuma didn't think much, and directly said a Chinese sentence: "It's the father's fault if he doesn't raise him well."

After saying this, he wanted to roll back and stay away from his angry father, and then he remembered that he might not understand Chinese.

Masataka Shimo Inaba curled his lips: "You are quite knowledgeable. Although I don't understand Chinese, I can probably guess what you said. You are worthy of being my junior brother."

Kazuma's first reaction was, didn't his junior brother just go up to the old lady Izumi's statement to disgust the police director? Why did he suddenly admit this relationship?

Then Kazuma realized that this junior fellow was not a junior fellow in kendo, but a junior fellow from Tokyo University. It would be more accurate to use "junior" when translated into Chinese.

Police Chief Shimo Inaba was holding a cigarette in his hand and wearing a bright gold watch.

Dongda Gold Watch Group.

This is a small group of elite senior officers in the Metropolitan Police Department who graduated from the University of Tokyo and passed Japan's first-class national civil service examination.

The symbol is this gold watch.

Shimo Inaba blew out another smoke ring: "Welfare Technology Kyushu Branch, I know. But don't hold out too much hope. The main reason why urban legends are urban legends is that they are difficult to verify.

“If it was really the result of something like hypnosis or something like an urban legend, normal investigation would not be able to find any clues.

“But I can’t just conclude that it doesn’t exist just because there are no clues.

"So this thing is particularly suitable for diverting attention and excusing oneself."

Kazuma: "Then let me repeat what I said to the Kagoshima Prefectural Police. I didn't..."

"I know that my son only had a few shallow stab wounds on his body, none of which were fatal. He died of electric shock, so the Kagoshima Prefectural Police believes that the death was caused by an accident. I agree with this judgment." Shimo Inaba looked at Kazuma, "But urban legends about killing people don't follow logic."

Kazuma smiled and said, "Then you go tell the judge."

Shimo Inaba looked at Kazuma and said with a smile: "I will definitely not do such useless work. However, Kiryu-kun, aren't there a lot of people around you who died unexpectedly? Either you have a big backer who can cover the sky with one hand, or …”

Kazuma was stunned. It seemed that this guy had identified himself as someone from the Toyokuni Police Inspectorate.

But after he thought about it, he felt that this seemed good. It was better than using the police chief's resources directly to get rid of himself.

Shimo Inaba, who now thinks that he is from Fengguo, will naturally not take action rashly.

What's more, in this case, the third son, Akiko Inaba, was the first to cause trouble and even injured Kanako Uizumi. Police Chief Sang was relatively unreasonable.

Xia Inaba pressed the cigarette in his hand against the fence of the chrysanthemum field, then took out his handkerchief, wrapped the cigarette butt and put it in his pocket.

After doing this, he turned around and walked toward the courtyard gate.

Kazuma hurried to follow.

Shimo Inaba suddenly said: "Do you have any other information about welfare technology?"

Kazuma: "You should know that I was forced to hold an apple on my head and participate in the Jade Dragon Flag in the high school group, right?"

"Are you venting your anger on Konma's son? I heard about it, what?"

"The entire opponent's team uses Welfare Technology's physical therapy equipment. Although I killed them all with an apple on my head, that's because I..."

"Did you shock them into silence?" Xia Inaba asked.

——Yes, Police Chief Sang has determined that his son was electrocuted to death by me.

However, it seems that is the case...

Kazuma smiled and said, "You really know how to joke."

"No, no, I'm looking forward to having the opportunity to meet the real Raikiri in the future." Shimo Inaba paused, "Continue to talk about what happened just now."

Damn it, you want to hear it, so why are you interrupting me?

Kazuma complained in his heart and said: "They were unknown before, but this year they emerged as dark horses, and they are strong enough to beat the main candidates of Kaiga High School. The only one who can punish them is Kenichi."

Shimo Inaba: "You can crush ordinary people, but you can't defeat a player who has mastered the mental skills. Is this what you mean?"

"Yes. And the president of the West Japan Kendo Association seems to want to send this team of reformers to the finals and let them win the championship."

"Well... this is a very powerful advertisement. Welfare Technology has been lobbying the sports industry recently, saying that their latest scientific and technological achievements can improve the strength of athletes, but it has been pushed back by the sports technology industry, which is dominated by the University of Tsukuba."

He Ma curled his lips. In the so-called sports technology, in addition to the department that studies new equipment that can improve performance, such as new bicycles, competitive swimsuits, etc., there is also a very important department that is the doping research department.

Powerful countries in sports are generally big countries in science and technology, and this is the main reason. In the past, China's technology was not good enough, so it relied on altitude training to compete.

Make use of the special environment of the plateau to enhance the athletes' physical fitness to fight against the "technological warriors" created by the technologically powerful countries who spend money.

Later, China's technology also advanced, and I discovered that there are limits to plateau training. Meimei!

If it hadn't been for the epidemic, the 2020 Tokyo Olympics would probably have become the testing ground for the world's first generation of gene doping.

At the moment, Japan's sports technology community looks down on welfare technology, probably because the stimulants they are researching are more effective.

Shimo Inaba: "You don't need to worry about the welfare technology for the time being. If they killed my son, I will naturally deal with them. Also, let me give you a piece of advice. College students should still seize the time to celebrate their youth, don't be busy. Become a dirty grown-up.”

——Does this mean "less involvement in the internal struggles of the Metropolitan Police Department"?

Kazuma speculated and responded: "I remember."

Shimo Inaba nodded, then bowed to the old lady Shangquan who was still standing at the door, turned around and walked out of the courtyard without saying anything.

Kazuma stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched him get into the car and leave.

Old Mrs. Shangquan let out a long breath, and then showed signs of fatigue: "It's not working anymore, my waist, I'm going back to rest, you can watch from the door. But there shouldn't be any big names coming."

Kazuma hurriedly said: "Go and have a rest. Leave the rest to me."

After saying that, he winked at Tamamo.

In fact, Tamamo would step forward to help the old lady without him winking.

When the old lady entered the room, Honami came over and asked, "So, what did the police chief say?"

"He seems to think that I am a member of the Fengguo police surveillance group."

Kazuma scratched his head: "I don't quite understand. I only met Toyokuni once, how could I become his faction?"

At this time, Haruyu said: "I suddenly remembered something. Last year, after you dismantled the Tsuda group, grandpa's reaction seemed strange. Especially when he heard that Shiratori shot Tsuda to death, he was so It’s been a weird time.”

He Ma became interested: "Why is it strange?"

"I also heard what Sakata said." When mentioning Sakata, Haru Liu's expression darkened, but he immediately continued, "I remember that at that time, grandpa broke one of his favorite teacups, and it seemed that he was scratched by the fragments of the teacup. Fingers.”

Kazuma frowned.

Qingliu would not lie to herself.

The president of Bai Summit reacted strangely when he heard that Shiratori shot Tsuda?

And broke your favorite tea set?

Qingliu added: "The Jida are very superstitious. It is unlucky to cut your finger with the fragments of your beloved tea cup, so grandpa immediately asked a master to do it. Now it seems that the master is a charlatan."

Honami: "Indeed."

Kazuma crossed his arms and fell into deep thought: Shiratori killed Tsuda, which made Sougo Shiromine behave abnormally.

Could it be that Shiratori came here with the intention of killing Tsuda?

Shiratori was a member of the Fourth Investigation Division of the Metropolitan Police Department, which later became the Organized Crime Countermeasures Section, or "Team" for short.

Because the existence of the Yakuza in Japan is actually tacitly approved by the upper class of society, the "pairing" itself has a gray color.

It makes sense that Shiratori would accept the mission to kill the leader of a third-level Yakuza organization.

Kazuma suddenly recalled many memories related to Shiratori.

Shiratori has two children who are studying in private universities, and they simply cannot afford it with the income of a police officer...

Is that what happened?

White Bird took advantage of me?

No, Kazuma shook his head and rejected the idea.

No, Shiratori didn't instigate me to break into the Tsuda group, and most people wouldn't think that a high school student could dismantle a Yakuza organization.

It must be that I happened to break into the Tsuda group and reach the top of the office, giving Shiratori the opportunity to take action.

In fact, if Shiratori didn't take action, Tsuda would definitely die, but I would be sued. So Shiratori simply shot himself, protecting me and completing the mission?

And now, Shimo Inaba thinks that I am from Toyokuni. Does it have anything to do with this incident?

Is it a silence order under Toyokuni police supervision?

So, Shimo Inaba didn’t think that I was from Toyokuni only after this incident. He thought that I was a member of the same gang since Shiratori killed Tsuda?

And his son only heard a few words from people in their faction, so he said such words in the hotel bathhouse?

I have long been involved in the struggle within the Metropolitan Police Department, but I didn’t know?

After thinking about it for a while, Kazuma felt his scalp numb.

He always thought that he was a free knight, but he never expected that there was such a series of conspiracies behind it.

Why did Tsuda die?

What did he know that made him want to be silenced?

Is the White Bird my ally?

Does welfare technology have anything to do with this matter?

While Kazuma was thinking about it, Honami suddenly said, "Do you want me to investigate? Our Nanjo Consortium's market research department is very good."

Kazuma: "No, don't alert the enemy first. Generally speaking, this year has been smooth sailing, which shows that the big man hiding in the dark is very satisfied with the results. If you suddenly start investigating, he may become suspicious."

"However, it's a bit unpleasant to be involved in the conspiracy so unclearly."

Kazuma patted Nanjo on the shoulder: "Don't be anxious. Let Inaba Police Chief San perform now. We have to accumulate strength and hide our strength and bide our time. I think the water behind this may be deeper than we imagined."

Honami nodded slightly.

Then she saw Mikako covering her ears with her hands.

"What are you doing?"

Mikako said loudly: "I feel like you are saying things that ordinary people should not hear, so I didn't hear anything!"

But what she said with her ears blocked was frighteningly loud.

Kazuma immediately went up and covered her mouth: "You're making so much noise! ​​Keep your voice down!"

"Hmm!" Mikako nodded repeatedly.

Kazuma pulled the hands out of her ears: "We're done."

"Okay, let's have afternoon tea then?" Mikako said enthusiastically.

Kazuma took Honami's hand and looked at the watch, shaking his head: "It's four o'clock, and we're still having afternoon tea. You're not going to eat tonight?"

"Oh, afternoon tea and dinner are two different things."

Qingliu started directly and pinched Mikako's belly: "Wow, you are already bleeding. From now on, we can't call you monkey, we have to call you mother*."

Kazuma: "Don't be like this, Haru, you have to be polite and don't just tell others what they look like."

"Oh, I understand, Master. Master is right!"