I teach kendo in Tokyo

On the second day of the murder incident, probably because He Ma had made a meritorious service, the approval to install police lights and radios came directly.

Kazuma took Asano and ran to the logistics department with the approval form, but several technicians laughed out loud when they saw the approval form.

Kazuma: "What are you laughing at?"

"Are you really planning to install police radios and sirens on the crepe truck?" The first-class technician from the logistics department looked at Kazuma with wide eyes, "That car, you have to stand up to put the police lights on the roof. , with your partner’s height, there is no chance.”

Asano's eyes widened: "What do you mean I have no chance?"

"Inspection, you are only about 1.5 meters tall, right? Even among Japanese men, you have a relatively small body shape."

"I read in the newspaper a few days ago that the average height of young people has greatly increased. I think there must be some deviation in the sample." The technician joked.

Asano said angrily: "There is no rule that people who are short cannot be police officers. And when I came to work, I discovered that there are quite a few men who are 1.5 meters tall. Especially the older ones."

Kazuma: "After all, the general increase in height only happened after the lunch subsidy was introduced after the war."

Asano: "Let's stop the matter about my height. Aren't we discussing installing sirens now? The approval has already been issued. You have no reason not to install it for us, right? Now when we drive out, we can't even sound it when we encounter a traffic jam. The police lights are on the road, but the crepe jingle can only be played.”

"Crepe advertising song?" Several technicians were shocked, "Is it the kind played by crepe shops on the street?"

"Yes." Asano said and started singing directly, "~Sweet and fragrant crepe~ One bite will give you happiness and one bite will give you joy~"

The technician holding Kazuma's approval form was stunned: "It's really like this. The police department said that the equipment of your vehicle is quite complete."

Kazuma: "That's right, I actually made crepes in the car. As long as we obtain the store permit, we can directly drive the car to open the store. If there are any latent surveillance tasks in the future, I can use my car to carry out. Absolutely no suspicion."

The technician laughed loudly, then stood up: "Okay, I will install a radio for you. Fujii, please bring a backup radio."

"OK."

Kazuma frowned slightly. The last name of this technician reminded him of Mikako Fujii, who was studying in the UK.

She should be returning to China after completing her studies next year, and it seems that she will directly work at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs after being introduced by her roommate.

At this time, the technician named Fujii brought over the police radio and siren.

"This police light probably won't work," said the technician who accepted Kazuma's approval form. "The rope is too short and can't be put on the roof of your car. I'll give you a longer rope. Fujii, there is a police bus." Are you using a police light? Bring that over here."

"Is this one?" Fujii ran out with a police light. Kazuma saw that the cord of the police light was indeed longer.

"Yes, that's enough. Let's go down. We need the police department to help you use the key to open the door."

Kazuma: "Okay, I'll go down together."

**

After a while, Kazuma led two technicians from the logistics department to the underground parking lot.

The two of them started laughing again when they saw Kazuma's car.

Kazuma couldn't help but urge: "Stop laughing, finish it quickly so I can go to the streets and participate in the search."

"Participate in the search? Is there a case assigned to the police department to cover you?"

"Not yet, but I'll just connect to the police channel and ask later. Tokyo is such a big place, and incidents happen every day." Kazuma answered.

This is a fact. There are a lot of vicious homicide cases sent to the Metropolitan Police Department every day. When Kazuma was the public relations officer, he would read a long list of closed vicious cases to reporters every day.

Most homicides are passion killings, and the murderer is quickly found, but other than these cases it's just a daily routine at the Metropolitan Police Department.

The technician got on the car, looked at it carefully, pointed to the power amplifier equipment already on the car and said, "I welded the police radio on it. In appearance, it doesn't look much different from the power amplifier equipment in a general crepe shop." , the police lights are usually placed in the storage box in front of the co-pilot, okay?"

Kazuma nodded: "No problem."

Technician Fujii opened the door on the passenger side of the car, stepped on the pedal on the passenger side and touched the roof of the car: "This is indeed a bit high. If Asano is patrolling in the passenger side, it may be difficult to put the police lights on It’s on the roof of the car.”

Kazuma: "Asano, your height is looked down upon again."

"I heard it! But there's nothing we can do about it." He pushed aside the technician, stood on the pedal, and reached to the roof of the car. "Fortunately, as long as you don't sit in the passenger seat and stand up, you can still do it. Put the police lights on the roof of the car. That's it."

"Then we will complete the installation now," the technician said. "Be careful not to look directly into the welding flame."

At the same time as the welding light lit up, two criminal police officers, probably coming to pick up the car, came around curiously: "Turkey Kiryu Police Department, do you really plan to drive this car as a police car?"

Kazuma: "Yeah, what's the problem? I drove this car before and solved the ice skate murder case."

"Ah, the Kiryu police officer is indeed very talented as a detective." The two detectives said in unison, "But for such a talented detective, wouldn't it be a bit of a loss to drive this car? The police officer earns 8 million a year. Japanese yen, right? Even if you want to drive a GTR, you can afford it, right?"

Kazuma smiled bitterly and said: "You don't know, I have three college students in my family - damn, I'm tired of explaining this every time. Why can't the spread of rumors be effective in this matter?"

"No, no, we know how difficult it is for the Police Department to support a family. We just want to hear from the Police Department's side." The two detectives laughed.

Kazuma glanced at the two of them. He originally thought that his continuous solving of cases had brought about a change in popularity, but it seemed that it was not that simple to easily change the criminal police's prejudice against him.

"We're going to the scene first." The two detectives bowed to Kazuma.

He Ma is a police officer and has a higher police rank than them.

After the two detectives drove away, Asano looked at the direction in which their car left and said: "These two guys are really annoying. 'I want to hear the police department explain it myself'. What are you saying? I said, I feel It’s enough for you to be bullied.”

"That's true." Kazuma smiled, "But fortunately, I am also a member of the First Search Division. With this identity, no one can stop me from investigating on the spot."

At this time, the technician interrupted Kazuma: "The police radio is installed and tuned to the current police channel. Can you try it?"

Kazuma nodded and picked up the microphone of the police radio: "This is Police Car No. 503 of the Search Section 1, calling the command center."

"This is the command center, search lesson 503, please tell me."

"It's okay, I'm just testing the radio. Please take care of me starting today, it's over." He Ma said and put down the phone.

Asano asked curiously: "Why is our call sign 503?"

"It corresponds to the 503rd Heavy Armor Battalion." Kazuma responded, "Actually, I originally wanted to use the Otto Karius vehicle tactical number as my radio call sign, but it has been selected."

Technician Fujii said excitedly: "Are you also a fan of Tiger King? I read Hayao Miyazaki's short comic "Tiger in the Mud" and I really like Karius-san!"

Kazuma held technician Fujii's hand: "Anyone who likes Tiger King is not a bad person!"

"yes!"

At this time, the old technician who had already got out of the car shouted: "Fujii, let's go. Don't hinder the star detective of the Investigation Section from investigating the case."

"Sorry, farewell." Technician Fujii bowed to Kazuma, then got out of the car and caught up with his senior.

Asano looked at Kazuma: "Support from the Kiryu Police Department, let's go on the road? Detective Ida seems to be investigating a murder case again, should we join in? I feel that in this whole lesson, he and his partner Kameyama have a good attitude towards us. .”

Kazuma: "Okay, let's go and have a try."

"But Detective Jutian is also in a miserable situation. Every time the police department fills you in and shares the credit, his promotion will be slower, right?"

When Detective Ida wrote the case file, he specifically mentioned several of Kazuma's achievements, so Kazuma was able to receive a verbal commendation from the Minister of Criminal Affairs Noriaki Hanaki today.

But this level of achievement is not enough to change Kazuma's situation in one lesson.

He Ma sat in the driver's seat and sighed: "I don't know when I will be able to enjoy the heartfelt applause from my colleagues in class one."

Asano sat on the floating pilot and said while closing the door: "I see no chance unless you can save the lives of all your colleagues in a certain incident."

"You can save everyone. You can try it. But it also requires the help of criminals."

Kazuma drove out of the underground garage as he spoke. The two patrolmen guarding the gate let him go as soon as they saw Kazuma coming out.

Kazuma's gentle ears heard the two patrolmen scratching their heads after Kazuma passed the post: "Did you hear that the Kiryu Police Department solved a murder case with strange circumstances yesterday?"

"Yes, this is his second case. I don't know how many more cases he will solve before the rainy season is over."

Asano suddenly poked Kazuma, who was driving the car, in the arm: "Those two patrolmen were chatting. They must be talking about the case you solved yesterday. As long as you continue to solve cases, your reputation among ordinary police officers will increase. Maybe There will be a day in the future when the entire search class will applaud you."

Kazuma glanced at Asano and said, "How do you know they are talking nonsense?"

"I saw it through the rearview mirror. Those two people exuded the air of gossip. They must be gossiping."

"The smell of gossip..." Kazuma raised his eyebrows, "Speaking of which, where was the murder case that Detective Ida went to investigate?"

"Eh? I don't know. Don't you know, the police department?"

"How could I know such a thing?"

"But, aren't you a super keen observer? I thought you must know."

"You suggested going to Detective Juda, right? I thought you knew where he was!"

Kazuma sighed: "Forget it, turn on the police radio and listen to the police information broadcast publicly by the command center. If there is a murder case close to us, we will rush over immediately and intervene."

"Oh." Asano stretched out his hand, then turned on the amplifier to play the advertising song.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"Sorry, I turned it on subconsciously!" Asano turned off the amplifier, raised his hand a little higher, and turned on the police radio, "No one is talking."

"This is normal. The command channel of the Metropolitan Police Department is different from the communication channel of the police station below. Only when it is determined to be a serious case will the nearby criminal police be called to rush over."

The Metropolitan Police Department's Search Section 1 is mainly responsible for malignant cases such as homicide, Section 2 is dedicated to economic crimes such as fraud, Section 3 is dedicated to detecting theft, and Section 4 is the famous organized crime countermeasures section, which is " Pair up".

Asano: "How about we just ask Detective Ida where he is."

"No! What are you going to ask? 'We want to go to Separate Detective Tian's credit but we don't know where the crime scene is, please tell us'?"

Asano curled his lips.

At this time, the command center's voice came over the radio: "Attention, all cars, call 110. A shooting occurred at Bantian Bridge. The caller heard three gunshots."

Asano: "Isn't that very close to us?"

Kazuma directly picked up the phone: "Metropolitan Police Department 503, I am near the shooting scene, rush there immediately."

"The Metropolitan Police Department received it, the specific address is as follows: *******. Please be careful, the suspect with a gun may still be at the scene."

"We will use firearms depending on the situation. Also, is this a Yakuza vendetta?"

"I don't know. The White Bird from Section 4 is also on the way."

"Understood." Kazuma put down the phone and patted Asano, "Sound the siren."

"Is it finally coming! But my gun is not loaded yet!"

"Stop talking nonsense, sound the siren first! I don't want to be stopped by the traffic police for speeding again!" Kazuma urged. At this time, he had already accelerator, and any traffic police who saw him would immediately catch up and force him to stop.

Asano pressed the siren switch. At the same time as the loud siren sounded, the police light placed in the storage compartment also turned on.

Asano picked up the police light, opened the passenger window, stood up on tiptoes, and then put the police light on the roof of the car.

"Don't you think our car looks funny?" Asano said, "Look at the traffic policeman in front of us who was shocked."

Kazuma also saw the traffic policeman. He was obviously doubting his life.

To be on the safe side, Kazuma took out his police badge and showed it to the traffic police.

Asano took out his gun from the passenger seat and exclaimed: "Oops, I don't have any bullets!"

"Ah?" Kazuma glared at him, "The first thing you do when you arrive at the Metropolitan Police Department every morning is to check the police equipment, right?"

"Who knew there would be a time when police weapons would actually be used? How about the police department refilling your bullets? They usually issue 12 bullets, right? Lend me six!"

"It's impossible, because my sidearm is a PPK, and the caliber is different from yours."

"Why do the police say you carry a PPK gun? Isn't that a spy gun?"

"This is a long story." Kazuma glanced at Asano, "Forget it, you will be responsible for the backup later, and I will chase the prisoner alone."

After Kazuma finished speaking, he turned the steering wheel and the car roared around the corner. The crime scene should be in front of him.

Kazuma saw the victim lying in a pool of blood in the middle of the road from a distance.

He stepped on the brakes, stopped in front of the fallen man, opened the door and got out of the car.

The person lying on the ground was a woman with European characteristics. She was shot in the abdomen.

Kazuma felt for his pulse and determined that he was hopeless.

He stood up, looked around, and found bullet marks on a nearby telephone pole.

The telephone pole and the fallen victim formed a straight line, and considering the position of the fallen victim, the firing position should be an extension of the line between the body and the telephone pole.

Kazuma looked over there and happened to see a crepe shop.

Kazuma strode towards the store.

The middle-aged clerk in the store looked wary: "I won't tell you anything!"

Asano, who was following Kazuma, heard this and shouted: "He is the gunman!"

"Eh?" The middle-aged clerk looked stunned.

Kazuma took out his police badge and said, "I am the Kiryu Police Department Assistant from the 1st Investigation Section of the Metropolitan Police Department, not a staff member of the crepe shop."

"Eh? You obviously drove that car..."

"Didn't you see the police lights on the car?" Asano interrupted, "It's still going off!"

The middle-aged clerk glanced at the police lights still flashing above Kazuma's car.

"This... I'm sorry, I thought you were in the crepe business. Mr. Detective, just ask, I will definitely cooperate."

"The person who fired the gun must have shot right in front of your store, right?"

"Yes, there were two people. The one who fired the gun was wearing a white suit, and the other was wearing a red suit. Both of them looked like the Yakuza," said the middle-aged clerk.

"The Yakuza should wear their kumi," Kazuma pointed to his chest, "Have you seen their kumi?"

"No." The middle-aged clerk shook his head, "But I can describe their appearance. The one who shot the gun was about 1.7 meters tall, with thick hair gel on his head. He looked like a gangster, while the one who followed him looked like a gangster. He looks like a big brother from the Ji Dao."

Kazuma: "The person who fired the shot was a dead soldier. It's a very common practice among the Yakuza."

Even if he catches such a dead man, he will not say anything and will only admit that he killed someone, because he knows that as long as he does not tell, his family will be well taken care of by the Yakuza organization.

By the way, intentional homicide is a capital crime only if the circumstances are extremely serious, but it only takes about 20 years for a person's life to be released.

This kind of dead man must have a clean record and will definitely not be sentenced to death.

After being released from prison in 20 years, when he returns to the Yakuza organization, he will at least have a job to provide for his retirement.

Kazuma: "This is probably a dead soldier pushed out by the Yakuza. It's going to be difficult to deal with now."

"Eh? Is he that kind of dead man? Then why did he run? Why don't you just wait here for us to catch him?"

"While running away, you can let the Yakuza clean up their hands. When they finish it, even if we don't catch him, he will surrender." Kazuma paused and said to the crepe shop clerk Say, “Can I borrow your store phone?”

"Can."

Asano looked puzzled: "Is there anything that can't be done using the radio?"

"No, because what I'm looking for is not someone related to the police." Kazuma picked up the phone and dialed Nishikiyama Heita's number.

After three rings, Jinshan Pingtai's voice came from the other side: "I am Jinshan, Moses Moses?"

"I'm Kazuma Kiryu. Do you know which group has fired recently?" Kazuma asked bluntly.

"Using guns? I've never heard of it, but the Fuqing Gang has recently been fighting for territory in the Wazhen Fist Club, and they use guns and knives every day. We, the Japanese Yakuza, are completely unable to intervene in the battle between them. After all, anti-tank mines are used Heba Tsuka and all that are too much." Nishikiyama Heita said mockingly.

Kazuma: "What just happened today, a foreign girl died, please help me investigate."

"Eh? Aren't you from the Search Section 1? It's related to arms. This matter will be under the control of Section 4, right? Aren't you overstepping your authority?"

"I'll get to the scene first. Detective Shiratori is on the way. I think he wouldn't mind borrowing my wisdom." Kazuma said confidently.