I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma was about to chat more with the two detectives from the Odaiba Police Station, when there was a harsh sound of brakes behind him.

He looked back and saw Detective Ida from the Metropolitan Police Department's Investigation Section 1 getting out of the car with his partner.

He also heard Detective Sang from Odaiba exclaiming: "The big shot from the Sakurada Gate is here, this matter is none of our business."

Kazuma turned around to meet him, and stretched out his hand to Ida: "Long time no see, Detective Ida."

Detective Ida held Kazuma's hand, said politely and went straight to the point: "What's going on?"

"I found a police officer wearing a gold watch. His name is Kitamachi Kenichi. Do you have any impressions?"

"No, he is definitely not from the First Search." Detective Ida said immediately, "I know all the members of the Gold Watch Police Department from the First Search. In fact, I suspect that the entire Criminal Department is not called the Kitamachi Police Department. It should be from the Police Department. Bar?"

Kazuma: "He's from the police department..."

Detective Ida complained: "The Japanese police badge system should have been changed a long time ago. At least it must be visible to people who belong to it."

"The same is true for the police badge system in the United States. If the FBI has a badge, it can only mean that he is an FBI." Asano interjected, "Everything in Japan is in line with the United States, so don't think about it."

Detective Ida nodded, walked around Kazuma and Asano towards the body, took out his gloves from his pocket and put them on while muttering to himself: "Let me see what Police Department-san looks like..."

He knelt down next to the body and straightened the body's face with his hands.

"I really have no impression at all." Detective Juda muttered in a low voice, "I thought I could think of something when I saw the face. Do you have any impression?"

This question was asked to Jutian’s partner.

But his partner shook his head.

Kazuma came to Detective Ida and said, "The forensics department in Odaiba found a suicide note."

"You should have told me if there was a suicide note." Detective Jutian turned to the forensic examiner and said, "Bring the suicide note and take a look."

The forensic examiner immediately handed the suicide note, which was flattened and protected in a plastic bag, to Detective Ida.

Detective Jutian read the suicide note carefully and sighed: "It seems that this should be treated as a suicide. It's nothing to do with us."

Kazuma was shocked: "Just because of the suicide note, is it considered suicide?"

"That's right." Detective Jutian looked helpless. "If it was suicide, the superiors wouldn't let us investigate. As long as they are government employees, if they find a suicide note, they will usually commit suicide."

Kazuma: "Why is this...did I suddenly see the dark side of the Japanese government?"

"Yes." Detective Jutian stood up and took off the gloves he had just put on. "I don't know if this guy is involved in some insider trading. Looking at him wearing an expensive designer suit, he should have made some money himself." Less."

Kazuma was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect Detective Ida to say this directly.

It seems that this kind of thing is very common.

Kazuma had heard many stories about Japanese officials committing suicide throughout his life, such as the accountant for the Olympic Games who suddenly jumped off the railway tracks and committed suicide. At that time, the Internet was full of conspiracy theories, thinking that this was because Japanese officials had received too many kickbacks and were doing unfair accounting. So the chief accountant had no choice but to die.

But Kazuma thought these were just random things that happened once in a while.

It doesn't seem so.

Kazuma was really shocked. Detective Ida turned to look at him: "You are from the mobile team. If you want to continue the investigation, no one can stop you. After all, the mobile team also has law enforcement powers. But I don't know if you will offend if you continue the investigation." To whom?"

Kazuma could see that, and Detective Ida was actually not willing to stop the investigation just like that, but he was under the control of his superiors, and he had no choice but to end the case with suicide if the superiors did not let him investigate, so he placed his hope on Kazuma.

After all, Kazuma has offended most of the people in the Metropolitan Police Department, and now he has become the hero of the Metropolitan Police Department because he stopped the robbers from killing people indiscriminately.

He could have continued the investigation.

Kazuma: "I suspect there is something wrong with this suicide note. You see, it has been soaked in water for so long. The paper is almost broken, but the text is still clear, as if it was written with a waterproof ballpoint pen."

Detective Jutian shook his head: "This cannot be used as a point of suspicion, because many of the ballpoint pens carried by the police are made of waterproof oil paint."

"Is that so?" Kazuma raised his eyebrows.

"That's right, because no one knows whether there will be an investigation in the rain or something. When the police manual becomes wet and the words written on it cannot be read clearly, it may cause trouble. You don't use an ordinary ballpoint pen, do you? "

Kazuma touched his pocket, his expression said it all.

All his things were prepared by his sister. How could Chiyoko let him bring a waterproof pen if she was so fussy? She must have just bought the cheapest pen in a stationery store.

Detective Jutian: "Are there any other doubts?"

Kazuma: "Also, the forensic examiner knew it was a letter even before he took it out."

"That's probably because I've seen this kind of thing too many times. I'll immediately identify it when I touch something that looks like a letter. This is normal." Detective Juda spread his hands, "Is there any more doubt? I'll tell you what you might have gotten. I’ll tell you all my responses. It’s useless for you to just find these doubts.”

It turns out that Detective Juda is helping Kazuma confirm whether the suspicion is useful.

Kazuma then made a few more points, but they were all directly rejected by Detective Ida.

"It's useless. If this continues, the case can only be closed with suicide." Detective Jutian sighed, "I'll go back to the Metropolitan Police Department first. If you want to continue the investigation, just call me if you have anything to do."

Kazuma: "Okay."

Then Detective Jutian led his partner away.

Kazuma squatted down next to the corpse again and looked at the face of the deceased who had begun to swell.

——I just received an olive branch from the gold watch group yesterday, and today a person from the gold watch group committed suicide.

——Is there a quota limit for the gold watch group? Kill one and give me an empty spot?

While Kazuma was thinking about this, he took off the gold watch from the corpse's wrist.

The logo on the dial indicates that this watch is the same Rolex watch as the one Kazuma received yesterday.

However, this watch looks different from the one Hema received yesterday. Maybe it is a Rolex model from a few years ago.

The one Kazuma received should be the latest model from the past two years.

Although the watch was soaked in water and was still dripping from the gaps in the case when Hema picked it up, it still moved.

You can hear the sound of machinery running inside the watch.

Kazuma: "How come this watch can still run after being soaked in water?"

"The police department added that mechanical watches are not afraid of being soaked in water." Asano said, "After all, they are all mechanical structures inside and rely on springs to move."

Kazuma: "Clockwork?"

As a poor man who had never carried a high-end mechanical watch, Kazuma had never seen a watch without a battery.

"You don't know? This part of the watch is winding." Asano squatted down and pointed to a certain part of the watch.

Kazuma was speechless: "Sorry, this is my first time seeing a watch that needs to be wound."

"After all, the police force requires you to wear a digital watch." Asano shrugged.

Kazuma put the watch close to his ear and listened carefully to the mechanical sound inside.

One of the two forensic examiners said, "Can you give us that after checking it? This is a key piece of evidence and needs to be registered."

Kazuma reached out and thrust the watch into the forensic examiner's hand.

He checked every part of the body again and then stood up: "Leave the rest to the forensics department. Let's go visit the family of this Kitamachi police officer."

"Okay! But I suggest we take the Waterway Department boat to the other side first, and then transfer to the subway. Driving to visit now will piss you off."

Kazuma: "What about our car? Just leave it in this parking lot?"

"Just throw it away. Now that you are so famous, everyone knows that the car was replenished by the Hero Police Department, so no one will steal it. Maybe someone will come and take a photo." Asano teased.

Kazuma scratched his head.

**

After running around, Kazuma arrived at the door of the Kitamachi Police Department where he died.

This is a one-family building that looks very new, and it seems to be quite large.

Asano muttered in front of the door: "Why do I think the Kitamachi Police Department is not making less money?"

Kazuma: "Don't look at a big house and think that the people living there are rich. Look at me!"

Asano immediately said "Ah": "Indeed, the police department pretended that you live in such a big dojo, but in the end you can't even install air conditioning."

"The installation is still affordable, but the electricity bill is unbearable. After all, my old house leaks air everywhere."

"The police department is repairing your house. What will you do in the winter? Won't it freeze to death?"

"There is a kotatsu in winter." Kazuma shrugged, "My sister and I both like to sleep in the kotatsu, and we often catch colds because of it."

Asano laughed.

At this time, the door of the house in front of me suddenly opened.

The woman who opened the door was startled: "Huh?"

Kazuma took out his police badge with a practiced movement.

Woman: “Ah, he’s my husband’s colleague. What’s the matter?”

Kazuma couldn't help but look at Asano.

Then he asked the woman: "You...don't you know that something happened to your husband?"

The woman looked confused: "My husband called back last night and said he was going to have a drink with his friends. After drinking, he would go back to the Metropolitan Police Department to sleep. What happened?"

Kazuma: "He... listen to me calmly, your husband committed suicide."

The woman's eyes widened, she swayed and leaned against the door frame, then sat down along the door frame.

Kazuma knelt down and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

The woman looked at Kazuma with a confused expression: "What?"

"Are you okay?" Kazuma repeated the question.

Next to him, Asano muttered: "How can it be good? It looks very bad right now."

Kazuma: "My condolences. We came here to ask, has there been anything unusual at the Kitamachi Police Department recently?"

Woman: "No."

"Did he mention anything about work?" Kazuma asked again.

"No. He never mentions work matters at home."

"Has he been drinking too much recently?" Kazuma continued.

"No, my husband only drinks when socializing, and my husband has a good drinking capacity."

Kazuma raised his eyebrows and looked at Asano again.

Asano asked: "Please carefully recall your husband's recent actions. Suicide cannot be completely without warning signs. Especially suicide with a suicide note written."

Mrs. Kitamachi immediately raised her brows and started thinking.

After a moment, she suddenly said: "Ah, by the way, my husband suddenly and seriously told me a few days ago that if something serious happens, he should open the safe in his study and take out the contents. He also said I’ll know what to do when I see it.”

Kazuma's first reaction was: Good guy, you still have a safe.

This is something that Kazuma's family has never had, because Kazuma's family has nothing worth putting in a safe.

What's more, no thieves dare to patronize Kazuma's house. After all, the thieves are closely related to the Yakuza. They all know that Kiryu Dojo is the residence of a fierce man who split up two groups.

Asano: "That's it now, please open the safe and take out the contents!"

"Okay." Mrs. Kitamachi nodded, then struggled to stand up and staggered into the house.

He and Ma followed and found that the entrance hall was beautifully decorated and the floor was very smooth. It must have been waxed regularly.

Despite the unfortunate death of her husband, Mrs. Kitamachi still fulfilled her duties as a hostess and brought her partner Kazuma slippers for guests.

Kazuma originally planned to put on his socks and step on the ground directly after slipping off his shoes.

While they were changing their shoes, the hostess stumbled down the corridor to the stairs.

Kazuma hurriedly followed, supporting the hostess beside him.

"No, thank you." Mrs. Kitamachi waved her hand, "I can do it. And the stairs in my house are very narrow, and two people can't go up."

Kazuma looked at the stairs that were much wider than the stairs of his dojo and said nothing.

Mrs. Kitamachi went upstairs, followed by Kazuma.

Asano walked at the end and whispered to Kazuma: "This one-family house doesn't look cheap."

Kazuma nodded.

This one-family building is made of cement masonry, and the interior decoration is very modern, almost like a high-end apartment.

You can bet this house cost a lot of money.

After going up to the second floor, Kazuma saw a small sign saying "Kazuo's Room" hanging on the door on the left.

Kazuma: "Is Kazuo your son?"

"Yes, but since he went to college, he has rented a house near the Kanda River." Mrs. Kitamachi said.

Upon hearing this, Kazuma opened the door and took a look inside.

Asano asked: "What university did Kazuo go to?"

"He didn't do very well in the exam and went to a third-rate private university." Mrs. Kitamachi said, "This is my husband's study, and the safe is here."

After saying that, she entered the room opposite Kazuo's room, and Kazuma immediately followed.

The study didn't look like a policeman's room, but like a scholar's study.

Kazuma didn't even see the safe at first glance.

Mrs. Kitamachi got behind the desk and squatted down.

Kazuma heard her twisting the safe's rotor.

He walked forward and found the safe under the desk.

Mrs. Kitamachi quickly opened the safe and screamed.

Kazuma quickly lowered his head to check, only to find that the safe was empty.

He turned to look at Asano.

Asano exclaimed: "Now it seems that the Kitamachi Police Department is very likely to commit suicide. It should be that the person who killed him stole the trump card he prepared."

Kazuma nodded: "Indeed."

At this time, Mrs. Kitamachi asked: "Do you mean that my husband was killed?"

Kazuma: "That should be the case. Please carefully recall what he said to you recently. Maybe there are any clues."

Because I did it myself, I updated it to July 2nd, but I still want to say my blessings.

Happy birthday.