I teach kendo in Tokyo

During the conversation, He Ma drove the car into his yard.

Chiyoko came out happily, standing on the side and shouted to Kazuma: "Brother, come and take a look at the fake watches Jinshan sent. He sent three models at once, ignoring the fact that they are fake. , we have three gold watches! You see which one you want to wear to work."

Come on, Chiyoko doesn’t know that her watch selling thing has been exposed.

Kazuma stopped the car, opened the door and got out, and asked Chiyoko from a distance: "Didn't Nishikiyama say anything to you when he sent the watch?"

"No. They didn't come, so they sent a younger brother over." Chiyoko felt something, and the smile on her face disappeared, "What's wrong? Something happened?"

"Today, less than an hour after the watch was sold to the pawn shop, the police raided the pawn shop and confiscated a bunch of things including the watch."

Chiyoko stood there stunned, her mouth wide open.

"Are you imitating hippopotamus?" Kazuma joked.

"Wait a minute!" Chiyoko shouted, "You mean, there is something wrong with that watch? And the person who gave you the watch already knew that we sold the watch?"

"My sister is so smart." Kazuma rubbed Chiyoko's head vigorously.

Honami, who got out of the car behind her, smiled and said, "I am also a college student after all, even though I got admitted to a second-tier university."

Chiyoko said coquettishly to Honami: "What you said makes it sound like I didn't go to 36 national schools. The school I went to is just not as good as Tokyo University and Keio, at least it's in the same grade as Musashino."

"Is it more glorious to be in an art school than you?" Kazuma teased.

Chiyoko rolled her eyes at Kazuma, and then pushed the box she was holding forward: "Although it may be meaningless to wear a watch to work now, you should take a look and choose it, just in case you need it later. ?”

Kazuma glanced down at the fake watches in the box. To be honest, they couldn't be seen as fake at all. He reached out and picked one up and weighed it, and found that it was heavy and full of weight.

"Is this really a fake?" He couldn't help but muttered.

Chiyoko: "Can't you feel it? I was surprised before. It doesn't look like a fake at all. It's like a fake. Especially this one. Nishikiyama's brother said it was imported from China."

Kazuma put down the one in his hand and picked up the one Chiyoko pointed at.

The moment he picked up the fake, Kazuma suddenly trembled in his heart.

——This is something from the motherland.

Although producing fake goods is not something to be proud of, this thing comes from the motherland.

Kazuma looked at the gold watch carefully and commented: "The workmanship is great."

"Yes, the other two Japanese ones have some flaws if you look closely. Only this one has no problems at all, at least from my perspective I can't tell the difference between it and the real thing."

Honami came to Kazuma, took the watch from Kazuma's hand and looked at it carefully, and then praised: "The workmanship is indeed very good. I feel that this manufacturer just lacks its own brand and only makes fakes in order to open up sales and survive. . When he has his own brand in the future, he will become a new force in the watch industry."

Tamamo also came over, and Honami and Kazuma formed a situation of flanking Kazuma on both sides, and the iron hoop hit Kazuma's arm.

She smiled and said: "Actually, there are many things in China that are of very good quality. My helper always rides a permanent bicycle smuggled from China, and there are no big problems until now."

Kazuma: "How can your helper get a permanent bicycle? It's hard for the Chinese to buy this thing, right?"

After all, in those days, Forever bicycles, Shanghai brand watches, and Bee brand sewing machines were collectively known as the "big three". If you had money, you might not be able to buy them. You had to buy them with a ticket.

"I don't know either." Tamamo spread his hands.

Chiyoko: "Okay, brother, you have been fired from the gold watch team anyway, don't look at this, hurry up and take a shower, I can smell the sweat! It stinks!"

"How can you say your brother stinks?"

"Oh no, Honami's sweat is fragrant, can you compare? Take a shower, go take a shower...wait, have you eaten?"

Kazuma then remembered that he was busy investigating the case and had not eaten dinner at all. At noon, he and Asano ate some bread in the car.

The moment he remembered it, his stomach growled loudly.

Chiyoko: "Wow, you screamed so loudly, I must not have eaten. You can still be hungry with Tamamo and Honami."

Tamamo smiled and said: "We don't know that he hasn't eaten, otherwise we must have bought something for him on the way."

"In fact, I forgot I didn't have dinner."

Chiyoko turned around and walked back into the house while asking: "Are we encountering another case? Brother, aren't you an instructor of the mobile team now? Are you still going to investigate the case?"

"The Mobile Team has law enforcement authority. It was given by Tu Convenience back then."

"Huh?" Chiyoko looked back inexplicably, "Why is this so convenient?"

"You see, the main duty of the Mobile Team is to go out on the streets and beat people who are marching in the parade. After injuring people, it will cause a lot of trouble. So we simply gave the Mobile Team law enforcement power legally, so that those who were injured would become obstruction of law enforcement. "

"You legal people are really good at playing. I thought about it, and now I should only have the leftover curry rice at home. You can eat some."

As Chiyoko entered the dojo, her figure disappeared from Kazuma's sight.

Kazuma followed him. When he entered the dojo, he smelled the smell of sweat that had just dissipated in the dojo, so he asked Chiyoko: "Is anyone here to practice kendo today? The smell of sweat is so strong?"

Usually, only children who live nearby come to the dojo to learn kendo. Their connection is not strong, it is just about improving their physical fitness, so it usually does not leave such a strong smell.

Chiyoko, who was walking in front, said, "Amao came here today. He and Seiryu fought all afternoon."

Kazuma raised his eyebrows: "Amao is here... is it a simulation test and you didn't come here to relax?"

"Probably. I bought some good food in the afternoon to reward him, but he left in a hurry. Even Qingliu had to go to the theater to work in the evening and didn't eat at home, so I heated up the curry for lunch and ate it. The ingredients were all gone. Throw it in the freezer.”

Kazuma: "Seiryu also works in a theater troupe?"

"It seems that a teacher at the school recommended her. Let me tell you, the bel canto professor at the school admires Qingliu very much and wants to focus on cultivating her so that she can join the National Theater Company to sing opera in the future."

Kazuma gasped: "Hey...this...is there something wrong with letting a rock girl like Haruyu sing an opera?"

Chiyoko shrugged: "I'm also worried that Haru Liu will suddenly tear off the singer's long skirt on the stage of the National Opera House, revealing the jacket with nails underneath..."

Honami: "Puch."

Chiyoko stopped and looked back at Honami: "What are you doing? Why are you laughing?"

"I imagined that scene," Honami covered her mouth with one hand, but she still couldn't hold back her laughter. "It felt so rock 'n' roll, very similar to what Seiryu would do."

Kazuma: "Shouldn't you be wondering how a singer's evening dress hides a spiked jacket?"

"Oh, don't be rational about rock and roll stuff like this." Honami patted Kazuma on the back.

Chiyoko watched the interaction between Kazuma and Honami with deep meaning, and suddenly said: "Brother, you will eat curry tonight, and I will prepare red bean rice for you tomorrow?"

"No, it's not necessary." Kazuma waved.

Tamamo pretended to be angry: "I didn't even have red beans and rice that time!"

"Ah...Eh?" Chiyoko was shocked and looked at Tamamo in astonishment, "Eh? You...Eh? Haven't you been teasing my brother? You...Eh?"

Tamamo smiled and said nothing.

Honami said: "Sure enough, I have already done it, so I don't have to worry."

Tamamo: "If you don't work harder, you might be beaten by Hinami."

"Hinami doesn't matter." Honami waved her hand.

"What about being beaten first by Qingliu?" Tamamo asked again.

Honami looked at Kazuma: "That's not true, right? And what Kazuma likes is..."

Honami made a gesture on her chest.

Kazuma: "Yes, I like big ones, but Seiryu can't do that."

"Look, Qingliu can't do it."

"You believe what he said, but what if he wants to change his taste?" Tamamo asked again.

This was when Chiyoko coughed: "If my brother dares to touch Qingliu, it means that I am also in danger. I will move out to live with Amao and take Qingliu with me. Then he will do the housework by himself."

Kazuma: "Seiryu is like a younger sister. I think she also likes being a younger sister. I don't think anything wrong about my younger sister."

"What about the future when Seiryu has someone he likes?" Honami asked.

Kazuma: "Unless that young man can defeat me, he won't even think about it!"

Honami and Tamamo laughed together: "It seems that from now on you will be beaten one by one by your sister and brother-in-law."

Chiyoko: "I don't think Haru Liu will fall in love with the second person. She may be single all her life and then stay with me. I am really a sinful man."

Kazuma: "Okay, hurry up and heat up the curry for me to eat. My belly is almost touching my back."

"Okay, hot curry."

Chiyoko then stopped chatting and walked through the dojo to the kitchen.

Tamamo: "Let me help too."

"No, it's just hot curry. It's very simple. Just sit and wait with my brother." Chiyoko turned around and waved her hand.

Tamamo, who originally planned to speed up to catch up with Chiyoko, slowed down and walked with Kazuma and Honami.

The three of them walked through the dojo, down the hallway and into the kitchen.

As soon as Kazuma entered the door, he turned on the switch of the ceiling fan on the wall to the highest setting.

Then the ceiling fan on the ceiling started spinning crazily, making a sound like a helicopter taking off in the sky.

Because old wooden structures in Japan are not very reliable, ceiling fans are rarely installed, and most of them are floor fans.

The ceiling fan in Hema's house was installed when it was too hot during my sophomore year, so I reinforced the beams with patches.

But Chiyoko was always afraid of the ceiling fan falling down and cutting off her head when she turned it on, so she only dared to turn it on the smallest setting, while Kazuma and Haruyu both turned it on the highest setting.

The ceiling fan started buzzing, and Chiyoko immediately shrank her neck and complained while playing with the pots and pans: "Turn it on so loud! What if it falls?"

"What are you afraid of when I'm here?"

"You are my brother. I will cry if your head falls off." Chiyoko said.

"No, I mean I'm good at supporting you. What are you thinking about?" Kazuma laughed dumbly.

"Ah, you said this. Okay, as long as you are happy with it. By the way, our ceiling fan is a bit too powerful, like a helicopter."

Kazuma looked up and said, "Is this a second-hand item that I bought, or did you pick it out?"

"When I picked it, it was because it looked good. Who knew it had so much horsepower."

Honami also looked up at the ceiling fan: "Could it be that the second-hand product has been repaired many times? During the repair, in order to make customers feel that the original power has been restored, the motor was adjusted? Many people have seen that it feels weak when it spins. They would complain to the repairman, 'Did you do a good job repairing it?'"

"It's possible." Tamamo agreed.

Chiyoko shrugged: "Anyway, I feel guilty when this fan is turned on to the maximum."

"It won't fall down. Your brother and I personally reinforced this beam." He Ma said.

"It's best that way," Chiyoko said.

Then the entire kitchen fell into silence, leaving only the roar of the ceiling fan like a helicopter and the roar of the gas stove.

Just as Kazuma was about to find a topic, Tamamo spoke first: "I'll go ask the prefectural police tomorrow to see if they have any relevant information, right?"

Kazuma: "Huh? What information?"

"Information related to the death of Kitamachi Police Department."

"Ah, you're talking about him," Kazuma scratched the back of his head, "I've almost forgotten about this while we were chatting about everyday things."

Chiyoko, who was cooking curry, turned around and asked: "Does the death of the Kitamachi Police Department have something to do with the sale of watches? I sold a watch and killed a police department?"

"No, you're overthinking it. The Kitamachi Police Department probably got evidence against the gold watch team, and then he committed suicide."

Chiyoko gasped: "Then will I also be killed?"

"Don't worry, if you are committed suicide, I will carry a knife and chop all the way to the gold watch set. Before I chop, I will ask, 'Do you know who killed my sister?'. In this way, I will always know who the enemy is, and finally I will kill the enemy's whole family." To honor you."

Chiyoko: "Don't do it! I'll turn into a ghost after I die, and you'll cut them all into ghosts. If I can't beat them, I'll be bullied in the ghost world."

Both Tamamo and Honami laughed at Chiyoko's words.

Kazuma: "That doesn't matter, I'll go down and help you fight."

Tamamo: "Why are you still talking about a traditional cross talk? You two are going to fight Jing Ke together, right?"

Kazuma stared at Tamamo: "Have you heard of this before?"

"Well, I went to China during the Taisho period and heard it in teahouses in Tianjin."

Honami showed an envious expression: "It's good to live a long life. I've worked so hard, but I still don't have as many topics in common with Kazuma as you."

Chiyoko winked at Kazuma, and the meaning could not be more obvious: please comfort him quickly.

Kazuma: "You don't have to force yourself to compete with Tamamo in terms of knowledge. You can't compare anyway."

Chiyoko turned back and glared at Kazuma: Why are you talking?

Kazuma ignored his sister and continued to say to Honami: "If you think like this, Tamamo is still envious of your short life as a human being."

Tamamo: "Yes, yes, I'm so envious."

Chiyoko looked at the ceiling and rolled her eyes.

Honami: "Okay, I'm not disappointed, I'm just sighing. I've figured it out a long time ago. Let's go back to the Kitamachi Police Department. How about I ask the Nanjo family's private detective agency to investigate this guy's wife? My family's wife Private investigators are the best at catching extramarital affairs.”

Kazuma gave a thumbs up: "Then I'll leave it to them."

"Then I'll call them and talk to them."

At this time, Chiyoko brought the hot curry over: "Okay, the curry is hot, eat it quickly."

Smelling the aroma of curry, Kazuma's appetite increased. He stood up and filled a large bowl of rice, topped it with curry, and clasped his hands together: "I'm starting."