I teach kendo in Tokyo

After handing over the gold watch to the person sent by Jinshan, Kazuma still wore the electronic watch to work the next day.

He wanted to wear a fake gold watch to work right away, but it would take time to get an identical gold watch.

As soon as he arrived at the office that day, the Hashimoto Police Department of the Accounting Section came to see him.

Kazuma noticed that Hashimoto glanced at his wrist as soon as he entered.

This is obviously confirming the watch.

"Hashimoto Police Department, haven't you gotten used to me wearing a digital watch at work?" Kazuma asked.

Hashimoto Police Department smiled and said: "I thought you would definitely eliminate this electronic watch today."

It was impossible for Kazuma to tell Hashimoto that his sister sold the gold watch to repair the house. He could only smile and said: "This electronic watch has been with me for many years. I got up this morning and walked in a hurry, so I put it on easily. .”

The Hashimoto Police Department had a complicated expression on his face: "That's it..."

"Is there any problem?" Kazuma couldn't help but ask.

"No, it's no problem at all. Based on what you said, you originally wanted to change a watch today, right?" Hashimoto asked.

"Yes, a senior from the University of Tokyo gave me a new watch yesterday. I originally wanted to wear that one."

Hashimoto smiled: "The watch sent by senior is not cheap, right? It seems that someone is already eyeing your fat piece."

Kazuma: "How did I become fat?"

"When the Rangers are established, a lot of police equipment must be purchased, right? It is said that they will also be equipped with helicopters for you."

Kazuma just laughed: "It doesn't matter what I say about the purchase of helicopters. If I say it, I will purchase the American Black Hawk. Then our equipment will be better than that of the Self-Defense Forces. What a pity."

Hashimoto joked a few more words, then stood up and left.

Kazuma waited for Hashimoto to leave, then stood up and left the training officers' office. When he left the office, he met Yuji Changno.

Tsuneno Yuuji had a stinky face and seemed not to want to give way to Kazuma, but Kazuma nimbly turned over the table next to him.

He heard Yuji Tsuneno mutter: "Like a monkey."

Kazuma ignored Tsuneno and left the office and went straight to the accounting department.

When he arrived at the door of the Accounting Department, he happened to hear a phone call inside.

The Hashimoto Police Department said into the phone: "He didn't wear a gold watch. He said he got up in a hurry this morning and naturally wore an electronic watch out of habit. I think it may be true. He came very early today, probably to avoid We go out very early during the morning rush hour.”

While Kazuma was listening, someone came, so Kazuma pretended to pass by the accounting department office and went straight to the toilet along the corridor.

In the toilet, Hema was facing the urinal on the wall to solve the problem, while thinking: Someone asked Hashimoto to come over to confirm whether he is wearing a watch. Is this to confirm whether he has submitted to the gold watch group?

Did it come so quickly?

Kazuma actually wanted to explain that he had no objection to joining the gold watch group, but the watch was sold by his sister and the fake watch had not been returned yet.

But then he thought about it, wouldn't this make him appear to be in a low position? I feel a little unhappy, so tomorrow I will wear a fake gold watch to show off in the market, so that the people behind Hashimoto will know that I really got up in a hurry and wore it wrong.

Besides, what does it matter whether you join the gold watch group or not? If you don’t join the gold watch group, you can’t fight crime? Can't you fuck Horon Aikawa?

That doesn't make sense.

Kazuma felt relieved at this thought, and he just finished urinating at this time. He hummed a song and went to the sink to wash his hands, and walked out of the toilet in a big way.

When he left the toilet, he ran into the Kishimoto Police Department who was in charge of the training ground. Kazuma smiled and said, "Hey, why don't you come and relax too?"

"Yeah, but it suffocated me to death." Suddenly Kishimoto approached Kazuma and said mysteriously, "I heard that you went to a super high-end restaurant last night. Did you enjoy it?"

"It's okay." Kazuma nodded, "But I think the taste is worse than Matsuya."

"Then you should take the initiative to tell people about Matsuya in the future. These people use the company's public relations funds to treat guests. If they don't pay the monthly expenses, they will be scolded by their bosses."

Kazuma was speechless: "Is that so?"

"Yes. So you see, in the last few days of every month, nightclub business is super good. In order to spend all the unspent public relations funds, major companies will desperately open drinks in nightclubs."

Kazuma thought to himself that it was indeed the bubble era of wealth and wealth.

We haven't signed the Plaza Accord yet, but if we sign the Plaza Accord, we will be in a state of dissatisfaction.

Yes, Japan initially celebrated the Plaza Accord as a victory over the United States. The Plaza Accord brought the entire country into a real bubble era of unlimited bubbles.

It was not until ten years later that Japan realized what the Plaza Accord was about, but by that time they were unable to reverse it.

Kishimoto patted Kazuma on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "You will definitely be entertained often in the future. Remember to call me when the time comes."

Kazuma nodded: "Okay, I will definitely call."

**

This morning was a rare and peaceful one, with no reporters coming to interview us at all.

When Kazuma went out for lunch, he couldn't help but sigh: "The streets are so quiet, there are no annoying reporters at all."

Asano, who was with him, echoed: "There may be some other hot topics today."

Then Asano glanced at Kazuma's hand and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah! Why are you still wearing a digital watch?"

Kazuma repeated what he had said to Hashimoto that morning: "I got up in a hurry this morning, so I was in a hurry and put on the wrong one."

"You can't do this." Asano pressed his forehead, "Others will think you are refusing to be a member of the gold watch group."

Kazuma: "It's over if I put on the gold watch tomorrow."

"Hey, don't wear the wrong one again tomorrow. If you wear the wrong one for two days in a row, others will think you are neglectful."

"I know, there is such a way."

"Of course." Asano sighed, "Actually, it's not that I can't understand the police department's idea of ​​​​compensating for you. I want to put all these troublesome things aside and concentrate on dealing with criminals."

Just as he was talking, Kazuma arrived in front of his car, opened the door and got in the car.

Asano climbed into the passenger seat and said with a smile: "However, the electronic watch matches your crepe truck very well. It will definitely not match if you wear a gold watch to drive this car."

Kazuma smiled and started the car, and at this moment the police radio rang: "Attention all vehicles around Odaiba, the Tokyo Channel Dredging Department has recovered a body, and it is currently at the Tokyo Channel Management Terminal in Odaiba."

Kazuma and Asano looked at each other.

Asano: "Are you going? To make it easier to deal with legal issues in the future, the Rangers also have law enforcement powers."

If there is no law enforcement power, if the Rangers injure someone during the operation, the follow-up will be troublesome.

Therefore, in order to avoid trouble, the Metropolitan Police Department gave law enforcement power to the Rangers - just like they gave law enforcement power to the Mobile Team back then.

Kazuma started the car and put it into gear: "Let's go take a look."

Odaiba is such a big place, and Kazuma quickly arrived at the pier of the waterway management department.

This is a small dock that can only accommodate a few small engineering boats and tugboats.

Now there are two police cars parked on the small pier, and several police officers are tightening the cordon.

Kazuma always felt that these police officers were lazy.

The Odaiba area is not yet prosperous, with a vast area and sparsely populated areas. The newly established police station probably has nothing to do and is running out of time.

Kazuma drove the crepe cart over. He originally thought that he would go through a set of procedures, but was rushed by the police who blocked the scene.

Unexpectedly, the policemen saluted as soon as they saw the crepe cart.

Asano: "You actually saluted. The police added that we finally got out."

"It's just that my car is recognizable." Kazuma waved his hand and got out of the car.

After all, he is the man who caused crepe sales in Tokyo to increase by 30% in a few days.

Now everyone in Tokyo knows about a heroic policeman who drives a crepe truck.

Kazuma strode past the blockade while flashing his police badge.

Several people from the forensics department were taking photos of the bodies on the ground.

Kazuma saw the bright gold watch on the deceased's hand at a glance.

"It's a gold watch." Asano whispered to Kazuma.

He has become accustomed to Kazuma's excellent hearing, so he will suppress the sound to the point where only he can hear it, knowing that Kazuma can hear it.

"Has the identity of the deceased been identified?" Kazuma asked.

The two witnesses looked up and saluted when they saw it was Kazuma.

Kazuma's popularity is really high now. After all, in order to divert public attention from the tragic casualties, the Metropolitan Police Department desperately promoted Kazuma's heroic deeds.

Kazuma nodded in response and repeated his question.

The forensic examiner immediately replied: "We have just arrived and haven't started the investigation yet."

Kazuma: "Let's check your belongings now. Maybe you have a driver's license."

"yes."

One of the two forensic examiners immediately went through the corpse's pockets and took out various items.

One of the things looked familiar to the police officers.

It was a police manual, and officers often identified themselves by displaying their badge from the police manual.

Kazuma took out his gloves and put them on - as a criminal police officer, it is normal to carry gloves with you, but Kazuma's gloves are not standard for police officers, but are worn by crepe makers who bought them with the crepe cart. Gloves.

The forensic examiner hesitated when he saw the glove, but finally handed the police manual to Kazuma.

Kazuma opened the cover and saw the police badge, the name and rank of the deceased.

"Kitamachi Kenichi Police Department... have you heard of this name?" Kazuma looked up at Asano.

Asano shook his head: "No. But this person wears a gold watch. He should be a member of the gold watch group who graduated from Tokyo University."

One of the forensic examiners gasped: "Gold watch set? Isn't that an urban legend?"

Kazuma: "No, they exist."

After listening to Kazuma's words, the two forensics looked down at Kazuma's watch.

Kazuma's electronic watch reflects the midday sun.

"Continue to check other relics to see if there is anything that can tell us what happened."

Kazuma ordered.

The forensic examiners immediately continued their work, one continued to dig into his pocket and the other inspected what he had taken out.

Suddenly, the forensic examiner who took out his pocket exclaimed: "I found a letter."

As he said this he took out the crumpled letter.

Kazuma took the letter, opened the unsealed envelope, and took out the letter paper inside.

This is a suicide note.

The general content is that the deceased felt that life was meaningless and joyless, and finally chose to end his life.

Kazuma frowned, and Asano, who stretched his neck to read the letter next to him, muttered: "Can you die if you lower the letter paper?"

Kazuma handed the letter directly to Asano.

Asano read the letter and exclaimed: "Does he look like a patient with depression? It seems that depression has become more common recently. I have read the psychology column in the newspaper about depression several times, and some members of Congress have proposed legislation to establish depression. Diversion help agencies.”

Kazuma ignored Asano, but stared directly at the forensic examiner who took out the letter: "Before you took it out, you said it was a letter? Why did you know? This letter was taken out It has been soaked in water and wrinkled."

Authenticator: "I can tell you believe it as soon as I touch it. After all, the material is..."

"Did you feel the material through the gloves?" Kazuma interrupted his defense.

"Yes." The forensics officer said firmly, "Don't underestimate my twenty years of forensic experience, police department added."

Kazuma was silent.

That being said, Kazuma can't do much with the information he currently has.

But Kazuma believed that there must be something wrong with this forensic examiner. He either knew that he would find a letter on the deceased Kitamachi, or he simply put the letter on Kitamachi.

Kazuma looked at the state of the letter that Asano was studying, and felt that it could not have been placed on the body just now. After all, the letter had been soaked in water and almost turned into pulp.

At this time, Asano muttered: "It's so strange. The handwriting on this letter is still very clear after being soaked in water for so long. Could it be written with waterproof ink?"

Kazuma: "We'll know after a test. It just so happens that I have an acquaintance in the Forensic Section of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"It's Kimura, he is indeed a generalist and proficient in laboratory work." Asano replied.

At this time, the forensic examiner said: "You can't take away the evidence, it must be kept in the evidence room of the police station."

Kazuma: "The murder case will probably be handed over to the Search Division, and the evidence will be handed over as well."

"But this is a suicide." said the forensic examiner who had just touched the letter.

"But the person who died was the Metropolitan Police Department." Kazuma added, "At this time, the case should be handed over to the Investigation Division."

The two forensic examiners looked at each other, and at this moment a voice came from behind Kazuma: "Then hand it over, we will be happy and free, right?"

Kazuma turned around and saw a criminal police officer in his fifties leading a young man in his early twenties, who had just passed through the cordon.

The young man was obviously very excited to see Kazuma, as if he wanted to see a star and want an autograph.

The old policeman followed Kazuma's gaze and looked at his partner, smiling: "This guy admires you. If you can give him an autograph, he will be happy for a week. Kiryu Police Department will make up for it."

Kazuma: "It still doesn't work. I'm not a celebrity. I don't have the habit of signing autographs for people."

At this time, the young man stammered: "But you, you are a composer. You should have done some activities to buy albums and sign them, right?"

He Ma was stunned. He had actually participated in such an event. It was during his senior year. At that time, a tape of his music collection was on sale, and then the publisher started a business of selling autographed tapes.

Kazuma was writing his name and blessings on the packaging of nearly three thousand tapes, and his hands were almost useless.

Kazuma: "Then you go buy a cassette tape with my songs on it and bring it to the mobile team station. I'll sign it for you and send it back to you."

The little policeman was overjoyed: "Can it be done? That's great!"

The old policeman coughed, attracted attention and said, "Let's talk about this dead man. You said he was from the Metropolitan Police Department. Do you know him?"

Kazuma shook his head: "I don't know. But in theory, top students who graduated from Tokyo University will not be sent to the police station below."

The old policeman looked at the deceased's watch and nodded: "Indeed."