I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kurosaki received the true swordsmanship from Oniwa Shingen and was an elite who had experienced actual combat. He had personally experienced its extraordinary power during previous fights.

Especially considering the blessing brought by Kurosaki's high spirit when he broke into Fuzhi Technology, Kazuma didn't think that ordinary security guards could stop him simply by relying on their numbers. Unless Oniwa Shingen takes action, or a mysterious being intervenes.

"At that time, I broke through to the top floor of the Fukuzai Building, and the person blocking the president's office was a man named Genji Shigehiro..." Kurosaki frowned, seeming to recall the incredible scene at that time.

**

At the end of the corridor is the president's office of Fuzhi Technology. As long as he rushes through the seven-eight-meter corridor in front, he can make Aikawa Horon pay the due price for his despicable behavior so far.

Kurosaki gasped and looked away from the president's office, falling on the gray-haired man five or six steps ahead.

The gray-haired man blocking the corridor was about forty years old, slightly stout, and quite ordinary in appearance. His low-brow look gave people the impression that he was an ordinary middle-aged man who had finally reached the position of section chief after working hard and working hard. It seemed difficult to imagine that he could threaten anyone.

However, Kurosaki, who had actually fought with him, knew that the man in front of him was extremely "abnormal."

As a criminal police officer, Kurosaki has subdued vicious murderers who killed without blinking an eye, and also arrested perverted monsters who liked to play with flesh and blood and internal organs.

However, the "heterogeneity" of the man in front of him far exceeded the dimensions of the first two. Kurosaki couldn't even find the words to describe that concept.

The fists and kicks were of no use to the man. Kurosaki even fired several shots at him with his pistol, but the result was that there was no response.

Kurosaki even began to wonder if the existence of the man in front of him was his hallucination. However, the burning pain from the wounds on his body was enough to prove that the previous encounter was by no means false.

Kurosaki looked down at his feet. Lying on the floor in the corridor were two men who looked like samurai who jumped out of a period drama. Although their costumes are ridiculous, their swordsmanship is quite impressive. Kurosaki managed to knock them down, but he was stabbed in the shoulder and thigh each.

The two warriors he knocked down fell to the ground like puppets with their strings cut off, their bodies dissipating as bursts of black mist rose up. Kurosaki watched the waves of black mist rising, and had a strong and unreal feeling about the scene in front of him.

What if the two samurai figures were illusions, but the wounds they left on their bodies were real? Kurosaki looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in confusion. Since he appeared, the boundary between reality and delusion has become blurred.

——I feel that if I let it go, I will get lost in my delusion.

Kurosaki forced himself to concentrate and focus on how to defeat the opponent in front of him.

If punches, kicks, and even bullets are ineffective, try more attacks until they work. Kurosaki narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the man while silently evaluating the current options.

"Surprisingly."

The gray-haired man who was being stared at by Kurosaki suddenly spoke, his hoarse voice containing dual emotions of arrogance and surprise.

"It's obvious that there is nothing you can do, but you still don't want to give up resistance at this point... Hum, your body and mind are surprisingly strong. I should have chosen you as the experimental material."

The gray-haired man whispered something Kurosaki couldn't understand. Kurosaki tried hard to stay focused, keeping a close eye on his opponent, looking for any openings he could use to attack. As if he was amused by his attitude, the gray-haired man chuckled a few times and then said his name.

"My name is Genji Shigehiro, and I am an investor in Aikawa Horataka, but I seem to have some connection with you." The gray-haired man who called himself Genji Shigehiro raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"I like people who have dreams, and I especially like to see mortals struggling desperately to chase their dreams. To show my respect for your bravery, I will give you a small gift here."

As Genji Shigehiro snapped his fingers, an object fell out of thin air in front of Kurosaki's eyes.

"What?" What fell was a cheap headdress decorated with plastic colorful flowers. The headdress didn't seem to be anything special, but Kurosaki's pupils dilated rapidly the moment it came into view. He immediately grabbed the headdress, raised his head and stared fiercely at the gray-haired man in front of him. "Why do you have this thing in your hands? Where did you get it!?"

"Well, take a guess." Genji Shigehong looked over happily.

"Damn you..." Kurosaki cursed, looking down at the headdress.

The reason why he cares so much about this tiara is because the style of the tiara is exactly the same as the one he bought locally when he and his wife and daughter went to a hot spring vacation a while ago.

At that time, Kurosaki bought it as a gift for his daughter Ayaka, but Ayaka and his wife Qin were both killed in a car accident on the way home, at least that's what Kurosaki thought. There were some burn marks on the headgear, which was similar to the scene at the car accident.

As Kurosaki looked at the tiara, he became more and more certain that the owner of this tiara was his daughter Ayaka, and an idea suddenly popped out of his mind.

"Is it you!?" Kurosaki gritted his teeth and looked at Genji Shigehiro, "Were you responsible for that car accident!?"

"Oh, doesn't this country care about 'evidence'?"

Genji Shigehiro neither denied nor admitted, but his expression changed from a humble middle-aged manager to an arrogant outsider. He looked at Kurosaki and told him frankly.

"Actually, I didn't expect that the 'seed' would mature at this stage. Your daughter has quite excellent qualifications, which is also an unexpected surprise to me.

I will take good care of her as a ‘human pillar’ to support my ambition...”

"Who cares about you! You bastard!"

Kurosaki, overwhelmed by anger, picked up the Japanese sword on the ground and rushed towards Genji Shigehiro.

At this moment, Kurosaki just wanted to kill his enemy with his own hands, but the Japanese sword left by the samurai turned into black mist and dissipated before it hit Genji Shigehiro.

Kurosaki's whole body hit Genji Shigehiro as if traveling through the air, barely holding back the momentum, but then turned around with a roar and raised his fist. Along with Kurosaki's angry and frantic roar, another burst of noise and a voice greeting him came from below the building.

That movement attracted Genji Shigehiro's attention, and he looked sideways with an expression of regret.

"It seems that's the end of it this time, Kurosaki-kun."

Genji Shigehiro seemed to ignore Kurosaki's frantic attack, shrugged his shoulders and left words of farewell.

"Don't worry, your daughter will be fine until my ambition comes true...or if you can find my castle one day, you are welcome to challenge me. Oh, it has always been you who rescued the imprisoned princess. Favorite show, right?”

Genji Shigehiro declared like this, appearing and disappearing like a dream.

After Genji Shigehiro disappeared, the trance-like atmosphere that enveloped the corridor also dissipated without a trace.

In the corridor that became "bright" again, Kurosaki fell to his knees as if exhausted. While he was beating the floor and roaring in frustration, the rapid footsteps of his teacher Oniwa Shingen came from behind...

"... Just like that, I was subdued by the teacher and taken out of Fuzhi Technology. As for what happened next, you probably know about the police department."

**

Kurosaki, who was in the passenger seat, ended his story with these words, while Kazuma, who was holding the steering wheel, fell into silence as if trying to digest the situation.

Probably misunderstanding Kazuma's silent attitude, Kurosaki paused for a moment and then added again.

"It may sound unbelievable, but I swear everything I said is true..."

"No, I believe it." Kazuma interrupted Kurosaki.

He had no doubt at all. It would be better to say that he roughly guessed the ending when he heard Genji Shigehiro's name - Genji Shigehiro, also known as the Dream-Eating Tapir, is an ancient monster of the same level as Tamamo.

Tamamo once said that she had a way to use magic to deal with a strong swordsman-level person. According to similar words, Shigehiro Genji's method to deal with Kurosaki Nagahide is certainly no problem.

Especially since Kurosaki didn't know anything about the mysterious side, and he challenged the opponent in his lair, it would be unbelievable to win.

As of now, it no longer surprises him that Shigehiro Genji and Fukuzai Technology are colluding with each other. On the contrary, another thing has surprised Kazuma.

"In other words, your daughter is still alive?"

"It should be right." Kurosaki nodded, reached out and took out a colorful flower headdress from his arms and showed it to Kazuma, "Please take a look at the police department. This headdress is a seasonal limited edition of the hot spring hotel where we were staying at the time. It was bought elsewhere. It’s not there. There are still burnt marks on it.”

"Hmm, that's it."

Kazuma nodded ambiguously, but couldn't help but murmur in his heart. It turns out that the Japanese have liked to do this kind of limited edition turtle hair trick since the Showa era.

Of course, he was still complaining. In fact, he agreed with Kurosaki's judgment, and there were many details that needed to be discussed in the scene where Kurosaki and Genji Shigehiro faced each other.

Based on the information collected so far, Kazuma tried to sort out the logical connections.

First, Genji Shigehiro cooperated with Fuzhi Technology to conduct a door-opening experiment for the purpose of an unreliable person. Then there were tens of thousands of participants during the door-opening experiment, including Mrs. Kurosaki and her daughter Ayaka.

Ayaka developed a serious mental disorder after the experiment, but Genji Shigehiro called it a rare qualification and carefully planned the car accident to capture Ayaka.

Fortunately, Kurosaki, who was supposed to be killed in the car accident, survived, but his daughter Ayaka was abducted by Genji Shigehiro. According to Genji Shigehiro, Ayaka was brought back to his hometown and became the "human pillar" to support his ambition——

Although we still don’t know what Genji Shigehiro’s ambition is, it is quite clear after sorting out this line of logic.

And according to Hema's understanding of the mysterious side, the arrogant Dream-Eating Tapir is indeed capable of doing such a thing that puts human lives at risk.

After Kurosaki unexpectedly survived, he sought out Fuzhi Technology for revenge. This was probably something Horutaka Aikawa didn't want to see.

Although Shigehiro Genji took action to save Aikawa Horataka at that time, but from the analysis of the circumstances, the murder of the Kurosaki family and the abduction of Ayaka were obviously the arbitrary actions of Shigehiro Genji - from this speculation, the cooperation between the two may not be as close as imagined. ?

Kazuma kept these clues in his mind, then looked at Kurosaki to continue the conversation. "So, after that, you applied to be transferred to the traffic police just to find Genji Shigehiro's lair?"

Oops, after I wrote a request for leave in the new book, I came here to finish the end of this chapter... and almost fell asleep on the keyboard. A friend of mine once slept on the keyboard and hit the backspace key on his face...