Kiryu and Ma arrived at the "DAICON" venue, and when they looked up, they saw the DAICON opening animation short film created by the dream team playing on the big screen.
Many people at the scene also stopped to watch.
Unlike Ma, they know that this short film is the beginning of the legend. Many years later, there will be a bunch of animation masters who just like animation information to trace the source.
They simply thought that this short story was really well done.
Honami Nanjo also raised her head, looked at the big screen, and sighed from the bottom of her heart: "It's a great job."
"Yes, I have a hunch that this will become a masterpiece handed down to the world." He Ma said.
"This? Uh... will it?" Nanjo looked up at the screen again, "It's really pleasing to the eye, the girl is very cute, and the overall picture is full of dynamics, but... it's too exaggerated to spread to the world, right?"
Hema just smiled, and suddenly he saw merchandise related to this animation short film not far ahead, including the big radish held by the heroine in the animation, and the rabbit ear headdress.
Kazuma really wanted to buy this and equip it for Nanjo, but he was too shy.
This kind of school trip usually requires "souvenirs", that is, "souvenirs" that Chinese people often bring back to friends when they travel, so Chiyoko gave Kazuma some extra money.
However, the Hema family had no relatives to give gifts to, so they brought something for Chiyoko and his apprentice Amao alone, so Chiyoko didn't give much money.
Kazuma just forced himself not to pay attention to the surrounding stalls, when he heard Nanjo next to him ask, "Want to see me dressed like that?"
Kazuma turned his head and saw Nanjo looking at him with a smile.
"I really can't help you," Nanjo said with a smile, "Oh, I suddenly want to wear this style of clothes. I don't know if there is a size that suits me."
He Ma looked down and said, "No, don't force it. I don't want you to show too much in public places like this, eh."
Nanjo tilted his head and thought for a while, then said with a smile, "Then I'll go buy some rabbit ears and a radish."
Before Kazuma could respond, Nanjo took his hand out of Kazuma's palm suddenly, and ran to the stall selling the surrounding area.
I don't know if it was affected by the short film that was still playing on the big screen above his head, Nanjo's gait was light at this time, as if the heroine in the animated short film had come to the real world.
If it is Nanjo, maybe it can perfectly reproduce the actions of the heroine in the animated short film. She puts on the heroine's clothes and performs such a set, and it is estimated that it will become a legend with this short film
Hema also walked towards the stall, just in time to hear Nanjo say: "A pair of rabbit ears, a carrot sword."
"The radish sword, do you want this one, or..." The clerk took out a radish sword the size of a purse charm, and a ballpoint pen the size, "This is a pen, you can write..."
Honami Nanjo pointed to the umbrella-sized turnip sword hanging on the shelf behind the clerk and said, "I want that."
"Eh? Is that inflatable?"
"Yes, please give me one well-inflated and three not-inflated ones."
After speaking, Nanjo activated her inherent skills and slapped the 10,000 yuan banknote on the counter.
He Ma was too lazy to complain.
But this time Nanjo added: "Oh, by the way, give me as much change as possible, and give me more 100-yen and 10-yen coins."
"Oh, good." At the same time the clerk replied, his partner had already taken out all the things Nanjo wanted and put them on the counter.
Nanjo directly put the rabbit ears on his head, picked up the inflated radish sword, and turned to face Kazuma, posing a standard mid-section sword-holding pose.
"Huh, that's not right." She turned her head to look at the big screen where the short film was still playing, and posed like the heroine of the short film holding a sword.
Later, there was a special term for this shape, "Da Zhang Zheng Ji Li", because this pose was carried forward by Da Zhang Zheng Ji as the supervisor of performance and painting in robot-themed animations.
In the future, as long as it is a movie about robots fighting, they will definitely put this pose.
Movies that are not fighting robots sometimes pose in this style, because it is indeed powerful.
But the standard kendo posture is not for the pursuit of boldness, and it is a bit different from Da Zhang Zhengji's signature pose.
Honami Nanjo, wearing the winter sailor uniform of Hokatsu High School and rabbit ears, posed this pose, which instantly caused Kazuma to have hallucinations, thinking that the next moment there should be four large characters behind her: Zhan Wei Lost.
The heroic shape and the cute contrast with the rabbit ears are really great.
Nanjo: "How?"
"Great." He Ma gave a thumbs up.
If it was at the comic exhibition venue that Ma and Ma were familiar with in the previous life, Nanjo would have been surrounded by three layers in the photography.
But in this day and age, the two-dimensional subculture is still in its infancy even in Japan. Although there are already cosplays in doujin exhibitions, they are only in the state of self-entertainment in small circles. For "newcomers" like Nanjo who have not joined any small circles, everyone I didn't dare to come over and take pictures blatantly.
He Ma has already seen a few people with cameras hesitating in the distance.
So he decisively stepped forward and pulled Nanjo up: "Okay, let's go, let's go to the exhibition. It's not too late to pose for me when you get home."
Talking with Ma, he glanced at the few people in the distance, and sure enough, they saw that their "boyfriend" was there, so they gave up their plan to come up to take pictures.
Kazuma looked back, and then realized that Nanjo looked like a little girl in love, not at all like Haiyan who could challenge the storm.
In fact, Kazuma himself is also immersed in the sweet and sour youthful atmosphere at this time, and the just right fragrance of white plums on Nanjo's body makes him elated.
He wanted to bury his face in Nanjo's soft fat right now, and smell it to his heart's content.
It seems that this morning will have a very pleasant time.
At this time, Kazuma has actually left behind the beginning of the legend, the animation dream team and so on.
Now he feels that as long as he leads his little rabbit Nanjo, it doesn't matter where he goes or what he does.
However, it may be that the continuous big scenes after crossing over have exercised his sense of smell. He was immersed in the taste of youth when he suddenly noticed a group of policemen running in single file at the entrance of the venue towards the parking lot. .
He frowned slightly, stopped walking towards the gate of the exhibition hall, and looked around.
Seeing this, Nanjo also looked around, but didn't see any problem, so he asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"
"Police are adjusting security and appearing to be pulling people away."
Nanjo looked around for the second time, and only then did he realize what Kazuma was looking at just now: "Really."
"The police officers from the entire system were transferred away, and the remaining police officers were equally distributed to replace them," He Ma still explained, "This is very unusual. The propaganda flags of the SF conference are all hung at Osaka station. It should be the most important event in Osaka today, right?"
"It should be... I'm not sure, some shrines have festivals in October."
"That won't be bigger than this SF conference, right?"
Nanjo nodded: "The ones that are bigger than this are the events like Burning Mountain in Kyoto."
Burning the mountain is not really burning the mountain. It is a traditional program of the Obon Festival in Kyoto.
Hema forgot what kind of characters Kyoto Yakiyama is displaying. If there is a similar event here in Osaka, it will probably display "Goshen Daikiri"? It means good health.
He Ma withdrew his thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "Something happened. It should have happened."
Nanjo subconsciously leaned against Kazuma.
To be honest, the trust and dependence shown by her subconscious actions moved Kazuma's heart more than her amorous feelings just now.
"What should we do?" Nanjo asked in a low voice, "But since we are withdrawing the police here, it should have nothing to do with us, right?"
He Ma nodded, and then joked: "Not necessarily, maybe they got hit by something?"
"Then... Shall we still visit? Or, go directly to the Osaka Prefectural Police..." Nanjo said halfway, and he also felt that it was not right for the two high school students to go to the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters.
This is not the world of Conan, where high school student detectives rescue incompetent policemen everywhere.
He Ma: "No, don't make trouble for the police officers, trust them. Let's continue to visit the convention."
Nanjo nodded, and then suddenly showed a mischievous smile: "Then, what if this is really a slap in the face? The real goal is the conference?"
"Then I will ask you to fight side by side with me." He Ma laughed.
"But we didn't bring a wooden knife."
Carrying a wooden knife is more conspicuous. Originally, it would be suspicious for the two of them to wear school uniforms and come to the exhibition on weekdays. If each of them carries a wooden knife, they might be regarded as bad boys.
Nanjo handed the radish sword to Kazuma: "Use this."
"This is inflatable!"
"The Jedi Knights still fight with fluorescent tubes, as long as they have enough momentum, it's fine!"
"No no, there is a problem!"
Kazuma and Nanjo chatted like ordinary couples and walked towards the venue.
**
Xing Jishang put down the binoculars, turned to Li Zhenghe and said, "The police have started to evacuate from the venue."
"Don't worry, wait until the afternoon. After the package we put in the citizen's park explodes, they will deploy more police forces."
"Will they feel that this is luring the enemy?" Xing Jishang asked worriedly.
"Should one or two capable people feel it? But, do you think the Japanese bureaucracy will trust the judgment of one or two people based on pure experience?"
Xing Jishang smiled directly: "No, if you can do this, you are not Japanese."
"So just wait. There may be a few criminal policemen or gongans who have a strong sense of responsibility and dare to break the rules. They will come with a small number of people. These people will not affect the overall situation."
"Understood." Xing Jishang paused, and finally decided to ask the question he had been wanting to ask since the beginning, "Head, what is this thing you are carving now?"
"Oh, this is a strange object I saw in a pawn shop before. It was very impressive, and I wanted to carve a similar one."
"pawnshop?"
"Ah, it's called a second-hand recycler now. I went to a small shop that recycles things that regular recyclers and scrap dealers don't want. There are all kinds of things sold in that shop, and it's quite interesting to shop around."
"Ah... that's it." Xing Jishang stared at Li Zhenghe's work, "What the hell is this?"
"I don't know either. It doesn't matter what he is, what matters is the sense of art he embodies. When you see this thing, you can't help but feel a kind of... How should I put it, it's like watching that masterpiece Same as "The Scream."
"Scream? Uh, the one in China?"
"That's the title of the anthology, I'm talking about the paintings."
**
Jin Ma Xingxiong put down the phone, glanced at everyone in the office, and shook his head: "The city government said that unless we have tangible evidence that the SF conference is dangerous, it will not stop it."
"Aren't the captured bombs reliable enough?" Daisuke Komoriyama asked.
"It seems that it is not enough over there. They also said that if a bomb is found, the SF conference will be stopped. Then in the same way, the entire Osaka Prefecture should suspend work and school."
"I think it's necessary." Detective Komoriyama said.
"It's impossible to stop. Even if there is a bomb, tomorrow those companies that are far away from the explosion site will come to ask why the government didn't find out the exact location of the explosion before issuing an order to stop work. Especially those old things that have experienced the B29 bombing , will point at the nose of the governor of Osaka Prefecture and scold her."
Daisuke Komoriyama was speechless.
Old guys who have experienced the B29 bombing, as long as they are still in the political and business circles, they are basically big bosses.
"In short, what we can do now is to get the enemy out of the shadows as soon as possible. How many hotels have you called now?"
"I have called all the four-star and five-star hotels, and I am almost done with the three-star hotels. However, there is a problem. Several hotels have reported that they may see suspicious people."
"How many hotels?"
"Yes." The police department of the young professional group in charge of the report looked at the shorthand content in his police manual, "specifically, thirteen hotels reported suspicious persons, and one hotel reported that their power supply system failed in the morning. Is it related to the case we are investigating
"In addition, 7 hotels have sent the surveillance video tapes from last night."
"Who asked them to send the videotape?" Kinma Yukio asked in surprise.
"No one asked, but these hotels said that there are few people on the night shift at night, so they may have missed it, so they sent all the surveillance videos. The one with the most sent a truckload of tapes. It's that kind, a medium-sized truck."
Jin Ma Xingxiong sighed: "Okay, we can't let it go if it is delivered, if the bombs were planted in these hotels, we didn't check the video tapes and missed it, then the responsibility will be great.
"Is there enough manpower?"
The young policeman shook his head: "Not enough, I'm already so busy that I want to borrow the cat's hands."
"Then go find all the cats in the headquarters." Kyoma Yukio said seriously.
"ha?"
Jin Ma Xingxiong curled his lips, decided to suppress his own spirit of complaining as a Kansai native, and ordered: "Go and transfer people, the SF conference can no longer be smoked, and get some of the police patrolling the streets today, traffic police I also drew it over, anyway, it’s okay to be late to deal with traffic accidents, and the caller will think that the traffic police are also stuck on the road and can’t move.”
The traffic jams in Osaka are as serious as those in Tokyo, and if foreign tourists say that Osaka is not as congested as Tokyo, the drivers in Osaka will not be happy. When Osaka Castle developed into a big city, Edo was still a fishing village. Can it be more congested than ours
After the young policeman left, Sakuma, who had been sitting silently, said, "This young man has just entered the police station not long ago, and this kind of thing happened to him. I don't know whether it is luck or bad luck for him. .”
"It will become a valuable experience if you get through it. However, it may leave a psychological shadow that you can't get rid of for a lifetime." Kyoma Xingxiong glanced at Sakuma, and put aside the subject, "You don't go to the gongan and wait ?"
"Think differently," Sakuma knocked the cigarette on the edge of the ashtray, "What do you think when someone from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department tells you how to handle the case? I hope these people go to other departments to kill time, right?" It’s the same with gongan, they wish we could just watch over you for them, and don’t interfere with their work.”
At this time, the young police officer who had just left rushed in without knocking on the door: "The fountain in Osaka Central Park exploded!"
"What?"
Aramaki: "The second one is to tell you that they really installed explosives to put pressure on you. Today is a working day, and there are no people in Central Park. Don't worry about causing too many casualties and causing you and them to die endlessly. Until now So far, follow the usual steps."
"You should have said it earlier!" Daisuke Komoriyama patted the table.
Aramaki responded calmly: "It's useless to say earlier, there are too many alternative locations. He can even find a hilltop near Osaka to blow it up, as long as the yield is large, we are not afraid that we will not see it."
Jin Ma Xingxiong added an order to the young police department: "Immediately send bomb disposal experts to the scene to confirm that there are no other bombs. Count the casualties and report to me. I will go to the city hall and meet the governor in person."
The young policeman took the order to leave, and then the phone near Ma Xingxiong's desk rang.
Insider.
After he picked it up, the newspaper officer of the Osaka Prefectural Police was on the opposite side: "The reporters have already got the news, and they are all asking if a bomb has been planted. According to my experience, several TV stations will soon roll the screen on the morning drama Reports exploded."
In order to solve the case, the Japanese police have the right to control reports, but they can't control the news that reporters "hear" from non-police channels.
Kinma Yukio: "Think about the salary you get. People at the same level as you are now going to the battlefield to face vicious criminals. You don't have to lose your life in this job. In the end, you get the same salary as them. Work hard for me." Once you hold on!"
After speaking, he hung up the phone.
He sighed.
"When will our reporting control be as thorough as the United States?" He muttered.
**
Li Zhenghe glanced at the wall clock.
"The package in Central Park should have exploded, what is the security status?" Xing Jishang asked after him.
"No change." Xing Jishang shook his head.
"This is determined not to disarm." Li Zhenghe reached for the telescope in Xing Jishang's hand, lay down on the window sill, and crossed the row of low buildings in front of him to observe the exhibition hall.
"There are really a lot of people." Xing Jishang said, "If they charge against us, we should not be able to stop them. After all, there is no M60 with 200 rounds of drums."
"Don't be stupid, the Japanese of this generation who dare to engage in that kind of charge are all on the left wing. However, it is really difficult to deal with too many people, and there should be many people who will take advantage of the chaos and run away." Li Zhenghe didn't seem worried at all.
"It's time to find out, maybe we have to kill so many policemen to complete the task in the end." Xing Jishang said, "Although these policemen have guns, but that kind of small pistol, as long as they fight at a distance, they can even hurt us. Disaster."
The Japanese police are notoriously weak in firepower. The southern pistols they use are weak, and there are only five bullets in the drum. The key point is that the Japanese police do not carry spare ammunition. Many police officers cannot receive a few rounds of supplementary ammunition in a year.
Only after an accident, the police will temporarily distribute equipment to the police.
In response to the student movement, the Japanese police formed a mobile team with heavy firepower to deal with emergencies.
But that was many years ago. In recent years, Japan has been calling for the abolition of the mobile team.
Of course, Li Zhenghe knew that the Japanese were actually secretly building a special police force like West Germany's GSG9 based on the backbone of the mobile team.
It's just that this kind of troops has not even made their existence public, and it is impossible to send them to the SF conference site for security.
Therefore, Xing Ji still doesn't think it's a problem to deal with these greatly weakened security forces.
"When we start exchanging fire, people will start running. The Japanese have received comprehensive disaster prevention training, and quick evacuation is their life-saving ability. After all, there are frequent earthquakes here. They may not have seen hostage taking, but as long as there is a job People ring the fire bell and they evacuate quickly."
Li Zhenghe patted Xing Jishang on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's only noon, wait a minute."
**
At this time, Hema couldn't believe his eyes.
"Is that person George Lucas?"
"Who?" Nanjo didn't realize who he was talking to Ma at once, but just looked in the direction Hema pointed blankly.
"Mold Buddha Temple Biwei Talisman Oil (The Force is with you)" He Ma did as the Romans did, using the unique pronunciation of Japanese English, saying the famous line in "Star Wars".
Nanjo burst out laughing, because she knew that He Ma could speak very standard English, and now this is just a joke.
Nanjo's own English is quite standard.
"However, this one is not called George Lucas," said Nanjo after laughing, "Isn't it called Joel Jokas?"
He Ma was stunned, what the hell, the style of the Star Wars movie in his mind has changed, okay
When Lord Black came on stage, don't play any imperial march, just babble and babble.
Because the name is different, the desire to hook up with him immediately became much smaller. He watched from afar the stage where George Chokas was interacting with the selected audience, and it seemed that this was a road show for the Japanese dubbed version of Star Wars—the Japanese version called Bukiwa—to build momentum for the release.
"How about we get closer?" Nanjo suggested.
Hema was about to answer when he caught sight of another person.
The science officer in Star Trek, the first mate, Spock, is signing autographs for some fans not far away.
Hema dragged Nanjo and passed.
Just in time, the group of people in front happily left with their autographs. They directly compared the salute gestures of Vulcans in Star Trek with Go Immediately, and uttered the famous line: "Live and prosper."
Maybe this is the first time this person heard standard English today, and he immediately smiled at Kazuma, and responded: "Live and prosper."
He Ma took out his own word shorthand book and signed it for others.
The old man—no, he was not old at this time, he was very young. "Spock" signed the autograph and returned it to Kazuma, saying in English: "Be sure to watch the new movie."
He Ma nodded, and pushed away the seat to others—just as He Ma was about to sign his autograph, another group of people approached.
He Ma glanced at this wave of people and was stunned.
This personalized messy hair looks familiar to Ma.
He waited for the other party to exchange with "Spock" and get his autograph, and said that life and prosperity would continue, before he stepped forward to talk to the messy-haired brother.
"Sorry to bother you, may I ask, did you make the short animation that was played repeatedly?"
The other party was startled, looked Kazuma up and down, and then glanced at Nanjo—his eyes retracted as soon as he touched Nanjo, obviously Nanjo's beauty had already shocked him so much that he didn't dare to look at her more.
He Ma was startled, such a young and virginal reaction, is it really the same time and space of the ruffian director
At this time, this person said: "You... how do you know that I did it?"
"I heard a little bit." He Ma prevaricated.
Nanjo looked at him suspiciously, but didn't say anything. Her family was so strict that she would habitually avoid interjecting when men were talking, unlike Mikako, who interjected carelessly.
"Uh." Luanfatou scratched his shiny messy hair, and He Ma knew at a glance that this guy, like some of his roommates in college, was too lazy to wash his hair, "That was indeed done by us, It is still very young and has been praised by many people."
"No, it's definitely not a compliment. I think it's great. Excuse me..." He Ma wanted to ask what your address is, but when he was prevaricating, he acted as if he knew everything, so it was not easy to ask now.
At this time, people asked: "What is your name?"
"Ah, my name is Kiryu Kazuma, I'm a..." He almost told Ma that he was a detective, maybe Conan said it easily after reading too much.
Unexpectedly, the other party was shocked again: "Are you... that Kiryu Kazuma?"
Kazuma: "Uh... probably. In recent months, Kiryu Kazuma is the only one who is quite famous in Japan."
"Ninjutsu successor?" The messy-haired man glanced at Nanjo again, "Why is there only one?"
"Don't believe what Fang Chun said in the weekly magazine."
"Oh yes, I can't believe it. I've listened to both of your songs, it's great."
"Huh? This..." Forget about where the star is, the score has been spread everywhere, and the "I Love You My Mother" that I copied out of my feelings before, obviously didn't even have an official audio version.
"The song "For Mother" is now full of re-recorded tapes." The messy-haired man lowered his voice, "It's a place that sells re-recorded tapes. We are also re-recording in private."
In this day and age, it is a very common form of piracy to buy blank tapes and rip genuine song tapes.
Don't say that the Japanese have a high awareness of authenticity. In this era, Japan has not yet entered the later bubble era of luxury and money. There are many poor people who use pirated versions to listen to songs.
This is not a matter of genuine awareness, but a matter of poverty.
Moreover, there is a process to improve the legal system. Currently, Japan's copyright law is not so complete.
He Ma: "This... Actually, it's just a feeling."
Many of Wang Piku's songs don't say how magical they are, but they are very explosive when they fit their feelings.
To be honest, Hema doesn't quite understand how this song spread.
At this time, the messy-haired man seemed to have made up his mind, and said to Hey: "Can I ask you to write a song for our club's next work? It's not the one written for my mother, but the one written about the place where the stars are." .”
When He Ma heard his request, his face showed embarrassment.
Because he knows that this golden group has a royal composition called Shiro Sagi. He has written many classic songs for the works of this group of people, such as the classic battle soundtrack in "Evangelion". I have seen Evangelion When most people listen to this music, they will have auditory hallucinations in their ears, and they will hear an elder sister shouting "the first combat configuration of the general staff".
"You don't need to write too much! It's not about writing now. I know you are a high school student and you are going to take college entrance exams. Next year, next year we will ask you to write a song, is that okay?"
Scratching his head with the horse, wouldn't it give Shiro Lu Ni the position if he picked it up? Could it be that I'm going to copy the works of Shiro Luni in the future
Sure enough, if you do something like Wenchaogong once, there will be a second time, and you can't stop at all...
He Ma: "Okay, let me think about it, and leave me a contact information."
"Okay!" The messy-haired man looked very excited, "Finally solved the problem of the music producer! We are one step closer to the goal of making the animation of our dreams."
He paused before explaining to He Ma: "Oh, that's right, the few of us want to make a super awesome sci-fi work, a hardcore sci-fi animation that is different from the sci-fi animations currently on the market."
He Ma thought, well, "Wang Li Cosmic Army" is coming, so they have an idea at this time
"But we are short of someone who can make music. When you are admitted to university, give us a soundtrack! It will definitely become a masterpiece!"
"Wang Li Cosmic Army" has indeed become a supreme masterpiece, and the production level of many classic shots will not be outdated after 40 years.
He Ma did not expect that he would participate in this matter in such a way.
Fang Chun's show operation in the weekly magazine unexpectedly provided such an opportunity.
Life is full of surprises.
"Okay." He Ma nodded, "I agree."
"Great, then... my friends are at the booth of the club over there, why don't you come over and meet everyone?"
Kazuma glanced at Nanjo and asked for her opinion.
Nanjo said with a smile: "Go. But you can't just leave me alone, I want to go together too."
Kazuma bent his right hand into an L shape and extended it to Nanjo.
Nanjo hugged Kazuma's hand happily, and the soft part stuck to Kazuma's muscle.
At this moment, Hema thought inexplicably: the road ahead leads to the dream that he has longed for for many years, and there is a beautiful girl who loves me by his side, accompanied by music along the way. My life this time is more luxurious than last time. Too much.
**
Kinma Yukio returned to his office angrily. In the past three hours, he has been trying to persuade the Governor of Osaka Prefecture to suspend the Osaka SF Conference.
There was a lot of people at this conference, including celebrities from Japan's domestic SF circle, as well as foreign guests and big businessmen who were mainly engaged in importing movies.
However, when he came back in such an angry manner, it was naturally a persuasion failure.
"These guys! There's just mud in their heads." Jin Ma Xingxiong cursed viciously while there was no one else in the office.
After scolding, the door opened, and Daisuke Komoriyama came in with a report.
"There is an interesting intelligence."
"What?" Kyoma Yukio asked while reaching out to take the report from Daisuke Komoriyama.
Komori shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with this. This is the casualty of the explosion in Central Park. Only three tourists who were resting by the fountain were slightly injured. The interesting information I am talking about is that the Technical Investigation and Explosive Ordnance Disposal Division After dismantling and analyzing the bomb, I found a brand of diode that had been discontinued. The factory that produced this brand has been acquired, and there is no such brand.”
Kinma Yukio looked at Daisuke Komoriyama, waiting for him to continue.
"I have already sent someone to retrieve the shipment records of this factory before it was acquired. As long as we track the flow of these goods, we should be able to find something."
"The shipments from the factory are wholesale. If we track them down, we can at most locate the retailer. What should we do next?" Jin Ma Xingxiong asked with a frown.
"We can only pull the net and scan every retail store that has this kind of diode. In fact, we have already reached the last step. There are nearly 3,000 stores in Osaka that need to be checked."
"There are so many stores selling diodes in Osaka?" Chima Yukio exclaimed.
"I didn't know there were so many before, but yes, there are. Thinking about it, it doesn't seem strange that we are the industrial center of West Japan, does it?"
Jin Ma Xingxiong turned his head to look outside at the gray sky due to air pollution, a row of tables.
"Check. I'll get you as many people as possible."
**
Xing Jishang patted Li Zhenghe's shoulder: "Head! The police have withdrawn again. Shall we act?"
Li Zhenghe got up quickly, took the binoculars from Xing Jishang, observed for a while and shook his head: "Wait a minute. They recruited people in this way, which means that they found a clue, and they are close to the door. Let's wait, wait there If you catch fire, there will be fewer police here."
"If you catch fire, you will directly dispatch the mobile team, right?"
"The mobile team is responsible for the breakthrough, but before that, the Japanese have a lot of troublesome things to do. For example, evacuate the surrounding residents, set up roadblocks to block the road. Don't you understand the Japanese way? If you really get caught up in the fire, you will definitely adjust it." people left."
"Is it really appropriate to simply sell over there?"
"If we act now, they might survive. Do you think it's a good deal?" Li Zhenghe said in a deep voice, looking straight at Xing Jishang.
Xing Jishang shook his head: "No, obviously it's not worth it."
"That's it, wait." Li Zhenghe turned back and continued to carve his wood carving.
**
The time came to 3:30 in the afternoon, and Cai Zhixi, who belonged to the enemy decoy group with Ding Zaixu and Shi Eunju—of course they didn’t know that he was an enemy decoy group—suddenly saw through the binoculars a humble Honda sedan parked They went to the door of the hardware store where they had purchased the components before.
The two people who got out of the car looked like criminal police officers.
For some reason, Japanese criminal police like long trench coats. Japanese office workers wear long-sleeved black suits regardless of the temperature, while Japanese criminal police wear trench coats regardless of the wind and rain.
If there is any secret organization in Japan, they will definitely wear fixed clothes, which can be recognized at a glance.
Cai Zhixi picked up the walkie-talkie: "Attention, a criminal policeman has walked into the hardware store where we buy components."
"you sure?"
"I'm sure, it's the Japanese criminal police. Wait, I saw them show the police manual to the shopkeeper. It's the criminal police. What should I do?"
Ding Zaixu's voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Don't panic, it might just be a normal investigation, don't act rashly. Just wait until someone leaves."
"Okay." Cai Zhixi took a deep breath, but he always felt that something was not at ease.
**
After Changshan and Shiqiu criminal police entered the shop, they directly asked the shop owner to show the police handbook.
The shopkeeper immediately saluted the two respectfully and asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
The Changshan criminal police put the trademark and factory name provided by the technical investigation department on the counter and asked, "Have you ever bought diodes of this brand in your store?"
"Oh, there are." The shopkeeper replied decisively, "Actually, recently I cleaned up the inventory and found some goods that had been piled up in the corner for a long time. After checking, it seemed that they were all usable, so I sold them, just this brand. You see."
The shopkeeper took out a box of diodes from the shelf and put them on the table. On the box was the trademark shown by the Changshan criminal police.
The Changshan criminal policeman and his partner looked at each other, and asked again: "Have you sold this kind of diode recently?"
"Let me take a look." The shopkeeper took out the account book and flipped through it, "There are quite a few for sale, I don't know who you are looking for?"
"Have you ever bought a lot at one time?" Shiqiu detective asked.
"Yes, there is one, so much that I advised him to go to the wholesaler to buy it, but he said he needed it urgently." The shopkeeper quickly flipped through the ledger, and then pointed to one of the lines, "That's it, the name is Neda Koichi."
Changshan Criminal Police and Shiqiu Criminal Police came together to look at the ledger.
"Until where does he live?" Changshan Interpol asked.
"No, I don't know." The shopkeeper shook his head.
"What kind of person is he?" Shiqiu detective asked.
"Well... I don't remember, he came only once, the memory is very vague, I just remember that he bought a lot of diodes, which made me a lot of money." The shopkeeper scratched his head, "Sorry."
"Lend me the phone."
"Please go ahead." The owner immediately took the landline of his shop from the cabinet behind him and put it on the counter.
Soon, Changshan Criminal Police finished the report, turned back to Shiqiu Criminal Police and said: "Let's go, ask if there is anyone nearby who has seen this Neda Koichi."
**
Cai Zhixi picked up the walkie-talkie again: "The detectives came out and began to visit along the street. I think we may have been exposed."
"Steady, don't panic." Ding Zaixu's voice sounded quite steady, "It's just a routine investigation, don't panic when you see a large army coming. If it doesn't work, you can go to the sewer."
The sewers in Osaka are also well-connected. Back then, the student movement students transported contraband such as Molotov cocktails to the front line through the sewers.
Ding Zaixu and the others naturally opened up an escape route in the sewer, so they still have confidence in speaking at this time.
But Cai Zhixi couldn't calm down anymore, because he saw the two criminal policemen entering the shop.
"Ding Zaixu, those two criminal policemen entered the store where you rented the video tape. I feel like you are fucking going to kill us."