I teach kendo in Tokyo

"Yesterday?" The man at the front desk took out his notebook and opened it. "Yesterday there were only three takeaways, all ordered in the evening."

Kazuma asked again: "Is the delivery address in Katsushika Ward?"

"There is only one takeaway. This takeaway was ordered directly from the store by a customer named Heisenberg."

Kazuma frowned at the name.

The guy who sold pills to those rock singers four years ago was named Heisenberg.

After the incident, Heisenberg seemed to have disappeared, with no trace at all.

Asano didn't know about this past incident, so he murmured plausibly: "Is this a fake name? Or is he a real foreigner?"

"As far as I can see, he is Japanese," the front desk said, "but we don't have a rule here that you have to use your real name when ordering takeout."

Kazuma: "What does he look like?"

"I can't remember it. Generally speaking, it should be quite ordinary. It's strange why I don't have any impression when I think about his appearance. I believe he is pretty good at remembering people."

Kazuma pursed his lips, thinking that if it was welfare technology, it might indeed be possible to use some means to prevent his appearance from being remembered.

Asano said to the front desk: "Maybe the other person is too featureless."

The receptionist sighed: "No, this can't be blamed on the lack of characteristics of the guests. If it were me in the past, I can still remember the face of a person who has no characteristics. Alas, it may be that I have been mentally and physically exhausted by my daughter's affairs recently. ,Sorry."

Kazuma asked strangely: "What about my daughter? Is it a love problem?"

The receptionist smiled bitterly and said, "It would be better if it was a matter of love. It's much more troublesome than that."

Suddenly, the receptionist's eyes lit up when he looked at Kazuma: "By the way, are you two detectives from the nearby police station, or from the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"Metropolitan Police Department search lesson one." Asano spoke first.

"Let me just say, I didn't see such a strange police car at the police station." The receptionist grabbed Kazuma's hand, "Please help me!"

Kazuma: "What happened?"

"My daughter has received death threats."

"Death threat? What's going on?"

"I have absolutely no choice," the receptionist said, covering his face. "I went to the police station to report the crime, but the police station said that no actual threatening letter was received, and that verbal threats cannot be reported."

Kazuma turned to look at Asano: "Is there any such rule?"

"Yes, if you verbally thank you and file a case, the police will be too busy. Because in daily life, we often encounter situations where someone verbally says they want to kill you, right?"

Kazuma pointed at Asano: "My partner is a top student at the police university. If he says this, it means that the police department's response is correct."

"But my daughter will definitely be killed!" The receptionist raised his voice, "Because the person who threatened him is related to the Yakuza, and he is a pervert!"

Kazuma: "Based on what I know about the Yakuza, they usually talk about 'kill you'."

After all, there is a former Ji Dou in Kazuma's family who shouts "I'm going to kill you" all day long, but she has never killed anyone since she moved into the Kiryu Dojo.

The receptionist looked very depressed: "Sure enough, the police won't care about this kind of thing until my daughter is really dead. Just pretend I didn't say it, Detective Sang."

"This is not possible. I have promised to help you solve this problem. Even if it is just a verbal threat, as a criminal police officer of the Metropolitan Police Department, I will warn the other party, which will have some effect. Please tell me the details." Kazuma urged.

The expression on the receptionist's face ignited hope again: "Yes, it can still be like this. Listen to me, my daughter once dated a man named Dashen Xiaohao, but this man had a perverted desire to control, and my daughter couldn't stand it. I broke up with him. As a result, Dashen began to harass my daughter even more."

Kazuma: "And then you made the death threat?"

"Yes! He broke into our house and loudly warned my daughter that he would not spare those who betrayed him."

Asano gently pulled Kazuma's sleeve.

Kazuma turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"What the hell," Asano leaned close to Kazuma's ear and whispered, "The police won't care if a couple quarrels because there is a civil non-intervention principle."

The front desk heard Asano's words: "Yes, the police station said so too. After returning from the police station, my daughter laughed and said that maybe the police will not file a case until she is dead."

Kazuma: "Smiling?"

"Yes, my daughter has accepted this matter and is ready to die. She told her friends that if she dies, it will be by Dashen's hand."

"Um," Kazuma suddenly remembered that he still didn't know what the front desk was called, "Wait a minute, what's your last name?"

"Kagawa."

"Mr. Kagawa, is this Da Shen you are talking about the Ultimate Dao?"

"Yes! He runs custom shops. These shops cannot be opened without the permission of the Jida!"

Kazuma: "How come your daughter is dating a man who owns a custom shop?"

"Because Dashen looks pretty good, she must have been obsessed with her for a while." Xiangchuan said angrily, "After I found out about Dashen's profession, I tried to persuade Xiangzi many times not to date him, and Xiangzi even told him what I said! Then he ran here and warned me face to face not to meddle in my own business!”

"Are you here?" Kazuma pointed to the ground.

"Yes, it's right here! I was reprimanded by the general for this, and he told me not to bring unreasonable people here!"

Just as Kazuma was about to reply, Asano pulled his sleeve again.

"What's wrong?" Kazuma turned to look at Asano.

Asano pointed to the door, as if he wanted to go out before talking.

Kazuma thought for a while, said to Mr. Kagawa, "Let's leave first," and led Asano out of the store.

Outside the door, Asano whispered to Kazuma: "Don't the Kiryu Police Department want you to solve cases and accumulate achievements? Even if you solve this matter, it will not help. We are the search class, and we have to solve the murder case."

Kazuma retorted: "But if I just leave like this, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life if this girl really dies."

"A murder really happened. You can solve the case to comfort her!"

"How can you say that?"

"Do you know how many people in Tokyo receive death threats every day? Can you still solve them one by one?"

Kazuma was suddenly speechless, that was indeed what he said.

"But it's different to be threatened with death by the Yakuza!" Kazuma tried to retort.

"That's a gangster. There are so many people threatened with death by them every day. We can either continue to investigate Mr. Heisenberg or solve other murder cases. Let's go!"

Kazuma thought for a while and said, "Let's go warn that Dashen."

"Then we were accused of abusing our power?" Asano asked.

"Better than nothing," Kazuma replied.

Asano let out a long sigh: "You're already like this, and you still do this. Okay, you're a deputy to the police department, I can't control you."

So Kazuma turned around and entered the store and said to Mr. Kagawa: "We will visit this Dashen. Where can we find him?"

Mr. Kagawa was overjoyed: "Great! He should be sleeping in his apartment now. I remember my daughter went there. It was in Shinagawa. The address... I'll call my daughter and ask."

I'm in a bad mood today. I've been playing Mass Effect Legendary Edition for days and I haven't slept very much.