I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma was about to continue questioning the crepe shop clerk who witnessed the shooting when police sirens sounded from far away.

A Nissan car with police lights on its head stopped next to Kazuma's crepe cart. Then the people in the car found that they could not open the door, so they backed up and parked behind the crepe cart.

Then Detective Shiratori opened the door and got out of the car, and said to Kazuma from a distance: "This car of yours takes up too much space. It can be used as a mobile unit assault vehicle."

Detective Shiratori's partner also said: "What do you think of using this car as a police car? What kind of brain circuit can you think of such a thing?"

Kazuma glanced at his partner and asked Detective Shiratori, "Where's Takayama?"

"Please, he is the police officer of the professional team. After working with me for three years and gaining experience, he will of course be promoted to the police department. In fact, I always thought that I would be your partner next, but I didn't expect that a professional team that I didn't know came here. "

The "unknown professional group" said to Shiratori with an aggrieved look: "Senior Shiratori, I have a name."

Detective Shiratori said to Kazuma: "This newbie's name is Asakura. Yesterday I took him to deal with the dispute between the Shin Boxing Club and the Fukuju Gang. He was so scared that he almost peed his pants."

"No more pee! Shiratori-senpai!"

"Why would a guy like you go to search the first class?" Shiratori looked at Kazuma, "You are obviously suitable to come to our fourth class. You are also familiar with the Yakuza, and there are still people watching over there. You are simply us. He is the talent that Section 4 dreams of."

Kazuma smiled bitterly and said: "I also thought I should be assigned to the fourth class, but it turned out that I was asked to be a public information officer for a month. I finally solved a difficult and unsolved case and made meritorious service. When I got to the first class, I was not assigned. Partner. This guy was given to me after his original partner injured his foot."

Detective Shiratori glanced at Kazuma's partner, Asano, and exclaimed: "You're younger than I thought. A professional team like yours should be guided by a veteran detective for three years. It seems that the crime minister Hanagi Noriaki doesn't like you. The rumors are true."

At this time, Shiratori's partner Asakura said: "Isn't it because the Kiryu Police Department always uses the offensive method to solve cases? It pries the suspect's defenses and makes him confess. This kind of approach like that of a detective in a detective novel is not tolerated in the Criminal Department. It’s normal to be seen.

"The criminal policemen of the Criminal Department focus on on-site searches, piece together the truth bit by bit, and then put the irrefutable evidence in front of the prisoner to make him confess."

Kazuma: "A black cat or a white cat is a good cat if it can catch mice. You don't care how I solve the case."

"But this method of solving a case will be very troublesome if the confession is reversed in court. The Kiryu Police Department found key evidence twice after the confession. Without this key evidence, the prosecutor may choose not to prosecute. ." Asakura said.

Detective Shiratori suddenly remembered something at this time and said: "That girl from Jinguji Temple has gone to the prosecutor's office, right? When she accumulates enough qualifications, she will become a prosecutor, and then the Kiryu Police Department will also become a police officer. , so you don’t have to worry about prosecution.”

Asakura looked at Detective Shiratori in surprise: "What are you talking about, Detective Shiratori, why do I smell a conspiracy?"

He Ma smiled and said: "Yes, it's a big conspiracy, and you heard it, then..."

"Don't scare my partner," Detective Shiratori said, taking out his gloves, "Let's check the scene. Have you confirmed the person lying on the ground? Let me remind you, even if the person is dead, we still have to call An ambulance, as long as the body is not cold, call an ambulance.”

Kazuma: "That's it, Asano, use the radio to call the command center and ask them to call an ambulance."

"Understood." Asano immediately ran to the crepe cart and started operating the radio.

Detective Shiratori put on gloves, squatted down next to the body, and felt for the pulse.

"The person is dead, Asakura, take out your Polaroid and take a picture of the face. Try not to expose the wound."

"Yes." Asakura replied, turning back and running towards Shiratori's car.

Kazuma: "Is it right to use Polaroid photos to ask the surrounding witnesses if they know this person?"

"Yes. Such a young and beautiful foreigner would probably be famous if he lived nearby."

Kazuma nodded. There were relatively old communities nearby. If such a blond and blue-eyed beauty lived, word would spread quickly.

Although Tokyo is now an international city, Japanese people are quite xenophobic.

Asakura came over with a Polaroid, and Detective Shiratori stood up and gave up his position to take pictures of him.

Asano also got out of the car: "The ambulance will arrive immediately, and reinforcements from the nearby police station will also arrive soon."

Kazuma pointed to his ears: "I can already hear the sirens."

Shiratori pointed at Kazuma's car and suggested: "This car takes up too much space, why don't you move it. My car is blocked."

Kazuma thought for a while and felt that it was indeed inconvenient for him to park his car here, so he nodded and said: "Okay, but Detective Shiratori, your car is parked behind me, you have to move first..."

At this time, a police car from a nearby police station arrived and parked next to Kazuma's car. Then the policeman driving found that he could not open the door.

"Why is there a crepe truck parked here?" the uniformed policeman complained loudly.

Kazuma hurriedly showed his police badge and explained at the same time: "This is my police car, I will move it right away."

…

After more than ten minutes, Kazuma finally parked the car in a small parking lot nearby.

When he and Asano rushed back to the scene, people from the nearby police station had already put up yellow cordons, and people in uniforms from the Metropolitan Police Department's Forensic Section could also be seen taking photos.

When Shiratori saw Kazuma approaching, he waved and said, "The identity of the deceased has been confirmed. He is an Italian who lives in a nearby high-end apartment called Vera."

Kazuma: "Italians, is it the Italian Mafia?"

"No, I seem to be working in a nearby bar."

"Bar? So it's a bartender? Now the bartenders also have foreign girls?" He Ma was dumbfounded, "Is it possible that the regulars at the bar are jealous?"

Detective Shiratori shook his head slightly: "Not sure, I'm about to go to her workplace to inquire. Are you coming with me, or going to the deceased's apartment?"

Kazuma: "Are there any signs of invasion in the deceased's apartment?"

"Yes, colleagues on the scene reported that someone had obviously invaded and turned everything into a mess."

Kazuma: "Obviously, someone is looking for something. I'll go to the scene and take a look."

"Very good, then let's split up and meet at the Metropolitan Police Department to summarize the situation in the evening. The autopsy report should be out by then." Detective Shiratori said and looked at his watch, "It's 12 noon now, and the autopsy report is six We can come out in about an hour, meet at six in the afternoon, and then go have dinner together. I made an appointment with Jinshan."

Kazuma also looked at his watch: "It usually takes six hours for the autopsy report to be issued. Okay, I'll remember it."

"Serious cases will be handled more quickly." Detective Shiratori shrugged. "However, a foreign escort girl was shot to death. It should not be considered a serious case. If a female employee of the embassy was shot, it should be handled more quickly."

Kazuma: "Death is how the value of death is defined."

Asano suddenly raised his hand: "Police department, why do you need to wear a digital watch?"

Asakura: "There are rumors that this is to show that he and the gold watch team are not the same."

Kazuma: "No, it's just because I'm poor. Okay, Asano, let's take a look at the scene again, and then go to the deceased's apartment."

"Yes." Asano saluted Kazuma.

Shiratori said "See you in the afternoon" and took Asakura away.

Kazuma walked towards the forensics officer who was using tweezers to remove the warhead from the bullet hole, and waited patiently for him to take out the warhead before asking: "Can the weapon that fired be seen?"

The forensic examiner glanced at Kazuma before replying: "It looks like the May 4th Pistol, but it's strange. If it was the Fuqing Gang, they should have stepped forward to hit the target. The 54 Pistol is nicknamed Wind Chime because of the Fuqing Gang. Love using it for last-hitting.”

Asano asked Kazuma in confusion: "Why is the last hit associated with the wind chime?"

"Honestly, I don't know why the Yakuza associates wind chimes with death. Anyway, the Fuqing Gang always uses the May Fourth gunfire. Hearing the May Fourth gunfire is just like hearing the sound of the wind chimes, which means you are dead. It’s settled,” Kazuma explained.

The forensic examiner nodded: "Yes, but the deceased was not shot because she was shot in the abdomen. The Fuqing gang would have shot her in the head."

As he spoke, the forensic examiner gestured to his head.

"To be honest, with the power of the May 4th Style, this guy died after being shot. It can only be said that he was very unlucky." The forensic expert added.

Asano asked in surprise: "Is this gun very powerful?"

Kazuma gestured to his stomach: "I was hit once, and it will be better in more than a month."

"Eh? Did the police department tell you that you were hit? You became a police officer at the same time as me, right? It was only a little over a month in total, right?"

"Yes, I was still a college student when I was hit." Kazuma explained hurriedly, "I have a close relationship with the police. Come on, let's go to the deceased's apartment."

"Eh? Don't you want to continue watching the scene?"

"The people from the forensics department will search the scene thoroughly. This is their job."

The forensic examiner who pulled the bullet replied: "Yes, that's what we get paid to do."

"So the detective's duties don't include investigating the scene? Then what should the detective do?"

"Asking witnesses and stuff like that, don't talk nonsense, just follow along."

**

After a while, Kazuma drove to the downstairs of the high-end apartment where the deceased lived.

It’s not that there are affordable buildings for rent here in Japan, but the building where the deceased lived is very high-end from the outside.

Asano saw this building and said loudly: "It's so unfair that a bartender can live in such a contract. I am a national civil servant and still live in a shabby wooden apartment!"

Kazuma: "I might be a kept lover, so stop talking nonsense and leave."

Kazuma got out of the car and strode towards the main entrance of the apartment building.

Two uniformed policemen were guarding the door. When they saw Kazuma approaching, they raised their hands to stop him.

Kazuma showed his police badge, and both policemen were dumbfounded: "Police department supplement? Why did you get out of that car?"

"I usually sell crepes to support my family." Kazuma smashed the jar and said, "Don't worry, which floor is it?"

"Fifth floor."

"Has the owner of the apartment been found?"

"We found out that the person renting this apartment is a businessman named Maeda."

He Mau curled his lips and said, "He is indeed a keeper."

"Yes, it's a foster care. Maeda-san is already on the way here, but there is a traffic jam and we won't be able to get there for a while."