Jin Ma Xingxiong was about to say something more, when a young criminal policeman ran over and whispered something in his ear.
Kinma Yukio's expression became serious again.
He Ma frowned, and immediately asked after the young criminal policeman finished his report, "What's wrong?"
"This..." Jinma Xingxiong hesitated for a moment, and then decided to answer Hema's question, "According to the number of bandits you provided and Polaroid photos, we checked the enemies killed and captured now, and there are three people missing."
He Ma: "It's missing? No way? I thought there should be people we didn't photograph. After all, we can't get in the power transformer room and the security control center. We don't know what's going on inside. Now you say there are fewer people? "
"We didn't count the gangsters in the power substation and the control center. Those gangsters were all killed or captured by the mobile team. No additional means were needed to confirm life and death. In addition to the gangsters in these two locations, there are three gangsters you took photos of. ,disappeared."
After finishing the words, Daisuke Komoriyama came over with three Polaroid photos.
"These are the three. I personally verified the bodies and the captives. These three disappeared."
Daisuke Komoriyama paused for a moment, and added: "I made a photocopy of the photo and gave it to the secret agents of Gongan, and they directly called out the name of one of them. It's this."
Daisuke Komoriyama pointed to one of the three photos and said, "This man is called Xing Jishang. I don't know why Gongan knows his name."
He Ma stared at the photo and recalled, and said: "This is the number two leader of this group of gangsters. He actually ran away? No, it must have been blown up, right? The college students should have arranged a special gift for this group of gangsters." The number two leader."
"Blown up?" Daisuke Komoriyama was speechless, "I suddenly want to arrest the college students who assisted you for necessary education, isn't this terrible?"
He Ma shrugged, ignored Daisuke Komoriyama's teasing, and continued to talk about business: "I suggest you immediately go to Tsuchiya from the Faculty of Science at Osaka University. He is in charge of this. Let him take you to the scene where they attacked the No. 2 leader, and say It may not be possible to extract DNA."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Daisuke Komoriyama turned and ran.
Kinma Xingxiong looked at Kiryu and Ma with complicated eyes: "This is you, you have organized an army in a short period of time. Fortunately, you were not born in the student movement era, otherwise we would be in big trouble. You really don't think about taking the exam. Kyoto University? In this way, I will give you a set of real estate in Osaka and let you open a dojo.
"Kansai Jidao has never dealt with Kanto, and with my endorsement, no one can touch you."
He Ma: "But, I refuse."
After saying this, He Ma suddenly noticed something, so he asked Jin Ma Xingxiong: "How can you directly promise to give me a set of kendo that can open a real estate... No, to open a real estate for a kendo field, being a policeman is so rich ?"
Jin Ma Jianyi explained for his father: "My family was Chinese during the Meiji Restoration, and the real estate is ancestral property. It is not a problem to give you a house. Or just decide like this."
"I refuse." He Ma firmly refused.
If it was just when he crossed, he would have picked up the cheap horse for nothing, but now the horse is completely different. He wants to see how far he can go and how high he can climb.
And Jin Ma Xingxiong showed admiration for He Ma's firmness: "You can't be subdued if you are powerful, and you can't be lewd if you are rich. And Ma Jun, a hero is a boy."
As expected of an aristocratic family inherited from the Meiji Restoration Era, they were able to say the ten words that the mighty cannot be subdued, and the rich cannot be promiscuous in Chinese.
Back then, the upper class in Japan took pride in knowing Chinese, thinking that this was the biggest difference between them and traffickers.
**
Xing Jishang calmly waited for the police in front of him to finish the inspection.
"Hello, Mr. Xiaogu Lihao, you are shocked tonight." The policeman politely returned the ID to Xing Jishang, "If you need medical services, you can go there, and we will provide hot food and various drinks. The bandits have been imprisoned for so long, you must be hungry, right?"
"No," Xing Jishang said with an expression on his face, "My wife must be worried to death. I want to go home immediately."
"Okay, I wish you a safe journey home."
Xing Jishang nodded, took a step that suited his current state of mind, and kept his speed at a level that would not make people suspicious, and quickly left the scene.
Several reporters gathered around to interview, and Xing Jishang smiled at the camera: "I just want to say something to my wife, don't worry, I'll go home right away."
After speaking, he ignored the reporters and lowered his head to force his way through the reporters.
Thirty minutes later, Xing Jishang entered the safe room, tore off the special effect eyebrows and beard on his face and threw them into the trash can, then skillfully opened the supplies stored in the safe room, found the makeup box, took them out, and began to remove makeup.
If the other two team members also successfully escaped from the venue, they will meet in another safe house.
Xing Jishang would not take the risk of telling those two people the safe house where he stayed.
Only Xing Jishang knew about this safe house.
Even Li Zhenghe didn't know there was such a safe house.
Because the "boss" of this safe house is not Li Zhenghe's "boss".
Just as he was talking, the safe house's phone rang.
Yes, this safe house is equipped with a telephone, and someone paid for it honestly. On the surface, it seems that this is a house used by a rich man to hide his charming, and then "Jiao" ran away with someone, and the house has been vacant until now.
Xing Jishang answered the phone with a very authentic Japanese accent: "Are you still used to living here?"
"Yes, I'm still used to it." Xing Jishang replied.
"Thank you for your hard work on the big project last time. The board of directors of the group is very satisfied with your performance."
"You are too much, I just did what I was supposed to do."
This conversation sounds like a very normal conversation between a social animal and a boss who values him highly.
"You can live in my villa first, and take a one-month vacation. This is the vacation you deserve. Then, I won't bother you."
"Yes, you worked hard too."
Xing Jishang waited for the other side to hang up the phone first, and then hung up the phone.
After all, this is a privately operated telephone line, which is very unsafe and cannot be missed at all.
After hanging up the phone, Xing Jishang turned on the TV, and chose a station at random—anyway, every station now broadcasts the live report of the events of the SF Conference in Osaka.
At this time, it is impossible to find a TV station that normally broadcasts cartoons or night episodes of variety shows.
On the station that Xing Jishang chose, several guests were criticizing the point that "the gangster may be Korean".
The corners of Xing Jishang's mouth rose slightly.
Whether he can destroy the Korea-Japan alliance, Xingji still doesn't know, but after this incident, the possibility of normalizing relations between Japan and the North is probably completely gone.
The north wants to play isometric diplomacy, and has been seeking to normalize diplomatic relations with Japan and the United States.
And many people don't want to see this.
Such as KGB and the "Patriot Daddy" behind KGB.
Xing Jishang left from the TV—at this time, Japan had just had TVs with remote controls, and ordinary families were still using old-fashioned color TVs with knobs to change channels.
Most of the furniture in this safe house was purchased several years ago, so there is no remote control, so I have to go to the TV and turn the knob.
Xing Jishang opened the wine cabinet, looked at the wine inside, and found that it was either sake or whiskey, not even a bottle of vodka.
There was no way, Xing Jishang took out a bottle of whiskey and blew on it directly.
After a long blow, the phone rang again.
Xing Jishang frowned, the phone rang so unreasonably, it shouldn't be like this at all in normal procedures.
Xing Jishang picked up the phone, and it turned out that a very common telemarketing recording began to play over there.
Xing Jishang silently hung up the phone.
This is a signal, which means that someone has had an accident during the operation.
Xing Jishang couldn't help covering his cheeks.
He guessed right, he was not the only one lurking undercover, and the boss's behavior style was that the undercover agents did not know each other's identities, so as to achieve double insurance.
This ad call is the code word, which means: "The action may be exposed, and everyone begins to transfer."
Another undercover agent, presumably failed.
Xing Jishang came to the dressing room resolutely and began to put on makeup for himself.
A moment later, a tall and graceful lady stepped on high heels and left the villa, got into the most unremarkable car in the parking lot, and drove away.
**
Ding Zaixu was very anxious. If the explosives expert suddenly got nervous and went to check the bombs installed in the hotel, all his efforts would be in vain.
Although the life and death of the Japanese people has nothing to do with Ding Zaixu, Ding Zaixu's main task is to avoid a large number of innocent civilian casualties.
Killing or injuring a police officer during the mission is not considered a mission failure. After all, the police are part of Japan's armed forces, soldiers with guns, and those two policemen had the will to fight and were armed accordingly.
So this is no problem.
But if the bombs whose fuses had been dismantled actually exploded and took away the civilians in a hotel, then the mission would have failed completely.
Ding Zaixu circled around, but he didn't expect that this strong and crazy blasting expert had strong anti-reconnaissance ability, so he didn't find any trace of Ding Zaixu.
Ding Zaixu decided to take the risk to go to the hotel where the bomb was installed. As long as the hotel does not explode, Shi Eunju creates an explosion in another place, and it should not be related to Ding Zaixu.
When he arrived at the hotel, Ding Zaixu walked around to the side of the hotel familiarly, opened the staff entrance with the key of the staff entrance, then put on a set of work clothes in the locker room not far from the entrance, and dressed up as a hotel staff.
— First check where the bomb is installed.
Suddenly, Shi Enzhou, who was also wearing hotel overalls, flashed out from the stabbing and punched Ding Zaixu in the face.
The power of this punch reminded Ding Zaixu of the scene where Lu Zhishen beat Zhen Guanxi to death with three punches in the Outlaws of the Marsh that he watched when he was a child.
His head buzzed, and his direct thinking stopped. He could only look at Shi Enzhou blankly, and there was only one thought in his mind: Is this the power that can be exerted by human strength
When Lubyanka was training, the Russian instructor Major Kalinin, who could kill a Siberian brown bear with his bare hands, did not have such punching power!
At this time, the second punch hit, and the last thoughts in Ding Zaixu's mind disappeared. There was only one picture left. It was the old house in his hometown. His mother was cooking in front of the hot stove. The loudspeaker outside is playing...
Before he could clearly hear what song was playing on the loudspeaker outside, the picture was frozen forever, and all the sounds and lights gradually faded away and disappeared.
**
Shi Enzhou dragged Ding Zaixu's body into the utility room next to him.
It's past the hotel's cleaning time, and no one will open the utility room until the cleaners go to work tomorrow morning. It's a good place to hide dead bodies.
Whether there is still this hotel in the morning is still a question.
After disposing of the corpse, Shi Enzhou quickly found the bomb installed on the nearby load-bearing column, and reinstalled the fuze.
He didn't know who removed all the fuzes, it must have been done by the ghost, but Shi Enzhou didn't want to care about the ghost at all, it had nothing to do with him at this moment.
He didn't even think about the relationship between Ding Zaixu who came in a hurry and the disappearance of the bomb fuze.
He doesn't care about these at all.
Now, his only wish is to send this hotel to heaven with him.
He had already installed the fuzes on both bombs.
The rest of the bombs were placed in unimaginable places, and it took a lot of time to install the fuzes one by one.
Driven by a sense of urgency, Shi Enzhou accelerated his action.
Only in this way can we get rid of this never-ending nightmare forever, Shi Enzhou believed so.
It never occurred to him that shooting himself in the head with a gun would end this forever.
He has lost his normal ability to think.
Now he has recognized a principle: take away a large number of lives in a vigorous explosion, and everything will end.
He didn't know where the idea came from, and he didn't doubt the rationality of the idea at all.
Does rationality matter? Shi Enzhou looks completely unreasonable every day, has no logical illusions, and has long since become numb.
Shi Enzhou packed his "luggage" and walked to the next bomb installation site, but suddenly stopped and hid in the shadow beside him.
—Here it comes, looking for me.
Shi Enzhou suppressed the trembling in his heart and held his breath.
Then two waitresses wearing restaurant-style kimonos walked past the T-shaped intersection in Qianmian, carrying a small table for food, talking and laughing.
The small table boards in the hands of the long black waitress walking in front were stacked higher than her head, but she didn't feel any discomfort at all, as if it was a matter of course.
But the curly-haired waitress with dyed brown hair can't do it. The small table board is only built up to the height of the chin shell, and it is already crumbling.
But the curly-haired girl still tried her best to show a cheerful expression, chatting with the black long straight girl in front of her.
Shi Enzhou hid in the dark, watching this scene.
At this moment, he felt a little less hallucination.
But after the two girls passed by, the terrible hallucination struck again. He heard something laughing sparsely from the ceiling, and heard his satchel full of fuzes crying.
The non-conscious and irrational world surrounded him, like the darkness deep in the Mariana Trench, trying to suffocate him to death.
With the last of his reason, Shi Enzhou forced himself to take a step, recognized the direction in the hallucination, followed the hotel map in his memory, and walked to the next bomb burial site.
Suddenly, he felt "it" coming again.
So he hid in the shadows.
There was another girl's voice in front: "Oh, I don't want to take a shower, I want to continue watching TV news!"
"If you don't take a shower, our bathing time will be over. Are you going to compete with Mikako from class C for the shower?"
"Tsk..."
"Okada-san, hasn't the incident come to an end? Kiryu-san is a great hero again, you should be able to take a bath in peace now, right?"
"That's what I said, but I always feel restless... If I were a screenwriter, I would definitely add a turning point at this time."
"Why? Obviously it can have a happy ending?"
"Because there is still a decisive big scene missing, it is not enough to highlight Kiryu-san's bravery."
Shi Enzhou repeated the pronunciation of "kiryo" in a low voice. He always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember when he heard this pronunciation.
Forget it, this is not an important thing, the most important thing is to end your own pain.
He emerged from his hiding place, managed to straighten himself, and walked forward.
The Japanese don't like to be nosy, but if they behave in a wrong way, there is still a certain possibility that they will meet warm-hearted guys who come to greet them.
Shi Enzhou walked forward like a normal person, but he suddenly saw someone looking at him at the T-shaped intersection ahead.
Looks like one of the students staying here on a school trip, the girl should be wearing the yukata that the hotel gives to guests, probably with braids.
Shi Enzhou can only see these clearly, because the hallucinations have been lingering around the girl.
"What's wrong with you? Do you need help?" The girl spoke, but her voice entered Shi Enzhou's ears without any interference.
"I'm fine." Shi Enzhou replied calmly, "Maybe I have too much work today, and I'm a little tired. Don't worry, I'll be fine soon after I take a rest."
As he said that, Shi Enzhou leaned against the wall next to him—this hotel looks like a traditional Japanese building, but in fact the walls are all brick walls, pasted with wallpaper to disguise it as a paper door.
Now only those really big families and super time-honored stores will use a truly traditional Japanese-style architectural configuration. In that configuration, all the walls are paper walls made of paper doors, and only the pillars are wood or cement. pouring.
These paper walls can be easily passed by ordinary people without any tools, and they are not soundproof.
The girl stood at the T-shaped intersection and stared at Shi Enzhou for a few seconds. At this time, her companion who had already walked to the front called out: "Danzi! What are you doing?"
"It's nothing, it seems that there is a clerk who is not in a good condition."
"Eh? Then contact the front desk?"
"No, no need." Shi Enzhou hurriedly said, "The front desk will come to check and drive me home. I need today's daily wages. Don't worry about me, I'm fine."
Although the surroundings are a sea of hallucinations, Shi Enzhou's response is logical and clear, and he also tries to mobilize the sympathy of the young girl.
The strategy worked.
The girl nodded: "Then... I'll go first, take care of yourself."
Shi Enzhou waved to the girl: "I will, let's go, kid."
The girl turned and left.
Shi Enzhou breathed a sigh of relief.
Probably because he felt the kindness from the young girl, the hallucinations around him seemed to have eased a lot, and Shi Enzhou could even see the courtyard outside the railing on the left side of the corridor.
For a moment, Shi Enzhou thought to let it go.
I shouldn't have brought these kind children with me.
But the next moment, he saw in front of him, the people killed by him, and his comrades who were killed by others stood in a row.
Immediately afterwards, the faces of these people began to twist, and the skin began to fester, with pustules spraying yellow-green juice.
They just turned into terrible rotten flesh in front of Shi Enzhou. This scene was the same as before, impacting Shi Enzhou's last sanity and pushing him into the abyss of mental illness.
At this time, the last rational thought crossed Shi Enzhou's mind: Maybe all mental patients see the world like this
For those locked in a mental hospital, it is not they who are crazy, but the world
Then sanity is gone.
Shi Enzhou stood up, looking refreshed.
—The fuzes of the bomb must be restored, and then sacrifices will be made in the gorgeous flash in exchange for eternal peace.
**
Jinguji Yuzao suddenly called out to everyone: "Wait a minute, I have something to do at the front desk."
"Ah?" Okada Anri was a little surprised, but immediately showed an understanding expression, "Is it about the sick employee?"
"Yes, I thought about it, it's better to tell the front desk."
"But, didn't he say that he didn't want to lose today's daily salary?"
"If the body is broken, more money will be needed for medical treatment. Doesn't Mr. Okada, who was born in a commoner family, understand this kind of thing?" said the chairman of the committee.
"Well, so that's the case. I really didn't expect it. After all, I only read the books of sages and sages before, and I didn't care about the daily necessities."
"Anyway," Jinguji Tamamo interrupted Okada Anri, "I'll go down to the front desk, it shouldn't be a problem, you guys come along."
"Hey, why do we have to follow?" Okada Anri looked puzzled.
The chairman directly took the arms of Anri Okada and another female classmate in the same room, and walked quickly to the counter.
When they arrived at the counter, the chairman went up and said directly: "We found an employee who needs help. He seems to be sick. He is at the G3 fork on the first floor."
"How do you know it's G3?" Anri Okada looked at the chairman in surprise.
"Because I carefully read the diagram of the fire escape route." The chairman responded, "When you stay in a hotel, you should confirm the fire escape route as soon as possible. This is something that the teacher has repeatedly emphasized since I went to the forest school in elementary school.
"When we stayed here, the teacher also emphasized it?"
Okada Anri was momentarily at a loss for words.
The fourth girl in the same room, Goi Kikue, praised: "As expected of the chairman, you actually follow the teacher's instructions for such things."
"This is my advantage." The chairman smiled slightly, and turned to look at the lady on duty at the counter. "We have reported it. May I ask how you will take action next? Let him go home tonight, and then don't Pay him today's daily salary?"
The lady clerk on duty was stunned for a moment, but she didn't answer the chairman immediately.
At this time, the lobby foreman and the duty manager both appeared.
The two pulled the front desk lady to the side and chatted for a few words, and the lobby foreman turned his head and showed a professional smile to the chairman and the others: "Four students, thank you for your briefing, can you explain in detail? This person is male of?"
"Yes, male, looking solid. Wearing the uniform of a hotel worker."
Jinguji replied smoothly.
"Then, do you think he is acting suspiciously?" the head waiter in the lobby asked again.
"That depends on how you define suspicious behavior." Jinguji Yuzao tilted his head, "I think it's okay, it looks like an uncle who is sick but trying to be brave."
The lobby foreman didn't even have time to say thank you, so he turned around and discussed with the manager on duty.
The chairman and Okada Anri looked at each other.
She winked at Anri Okada.
So Okada Anri took advantage of her short stature and leaned closer to listen under the cover of the counter and the vase placed beside the counter.
She came back after a while, and said in a low voice, "It seems that the male waiters on the evening shift have just changed shifts, and they have all gathered in the dining room that has just been cleaned."
Wujing Jujiang frowned suddenly: "Then what kind of ghost is this we met?"
"Yesterday, that rumor!" Okada Anri used her strong associative ability as a script writer, "The rumor about meeting a ghost!"
"Didn't the rumor yesterday say that what I encountered was a 'ghost' in school uniform?"
As soon as Wujing Jujiang finished speaking, the chairman grabbed her by the sleeve: "I suddenly want to play pachinko, let's go."
"Huh?" Okada Anri looked puzzled, "Now? We were just scolded by Daimon-sensei and Tachibana-sensei for covering Kiryu-san and Nanjo-san on a date today."
"I've been criticized anyway, it doesn't matter if I get criticized more, let's go."
"Eh?"
Because Goi Kikue had never acted with the chairman and Nanjo group before, it was only this time that he was forced into the same group as the same room to get involved.
She seemed unacceptable to this development.
Anri Okada, on the other hand, was fully appointed, and even a little excited.
"Aren't you calling Fujii-san from Class C?" Okada Anri asked.
Jinguji: "Mikako... Let me make an internal call and call her."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard teacher Tachibana's voice behind her: "Jinguji, what do you want to do?"
Everyone turned their heads together and saw Mr. Tachibana standing in front of the gate of the lobby with his arms akimbo in anger, behind him was Daimon Goro standing upright like a giant soldier.
"I want to go out and relax." Jinguji didn't hesitate at all, and replied smoothly, "I'm a little stuffy, and I need fresh air outside."
"You! Kiryu, Ma and Nanjo haven't come back yet, life and death are uncertain, the teachers are all anxious, and you still make trouble for us! In my impression, you should be a student with excellent character and learning, and you have begun to deviate from the norm ?” Teacher Tachibana looked heartbroken.
Anri Okada suddenly said: "Student Kiryu is not in doubt about his life or death. He should be on TV soon. In the incident at the Osaka Convention and Exhibition Center, he should be the rumored young swordsman."
Teacher Tachibana said coldly: "I know. So probably the school will not suspend him from studying and give him rewards, but this is two different things from your going out. The girls in class B are about to end their bathing, so hurry up and take a bath!"
"Wash it up! Because if you go to Kiryu's room tonight, or Kiryu goes to your room, the teachers won't care, understand?"
Okada Anri: "Teacher, then I have to ask for another room."
"Approved, you and Classmate Wujing go to Teacher Lujiang's room."
Teacher Lujiang is the only female teacher leading the team on this study trip.
In Japanese high schools, there are very few female teachers and most of them are male teachers.
In fact, not only schools, but now Japan is extremely patriarchal, and important positions are basically dominated by men.
Okada Anri tugged Jinguji Tamamo's sleeve, who obviously wanted to continue going out: "Okay, let's take a bath first."
The implication is that you can find other opportunities to run later.
Jinguji finally gave up and bowed to the teacher: "I'm bothering the two teachers, then we will go back now."
After she finished speaking, she turned back the same way without looking back.
This time, I didn't go very far when I ran into a girl from Class C who came down from upstairs to take a shower.
Mikako Fujii is at the forefront—after all, she is at the class flower level of class C in terms of appearance, and has a cheerful personality. The small society in Japanese school classes usually has a girl like Mikako Fujii + a handsome boy as the absolute core.
But Mikako runs Class B all day long, so she doesn't get along with the "handsome local guy" in the class.
But this does not prevent Mikako from becoming the highest-ranking "princess" among the girls in class C, and she is more effective than talking to a few hot girls.
Seeing the chairman, Mikako greeted immediately: "Hey! Danzi! Kazuma has become a hero again! Now the dojo should have a prosperous business, right?"
Jinguji was still thinking about things with his head down, but when he raised his head, he immediately smiled and responded, "Yes, Chiyoko will be happy."
"For sure, Chiyoko is becoming more and more miserly. In ghost stories, she is the kind of guy who will transform into an evil spirit who yells 'money, I want money' all day long after she dies."
The chairman shook his head: "No, it's actually quite difficult for a person to become an evil spirit."
"Oh? Is this your opinion as the former head of the Spiritual Research Department?"
"Yes." The chairman nodded.
Ever since she started talking to Mikako Fujii, Anri Okada and Kikue Goi have consciously become transparent and humanized, skillfully dispelling their aura, and mixing with the girl groups following Jinguji and Fujii.
This is also a survival skill for people like them. If you don't master this skill well, you will become the target of bullying if you are not careful.
A group of girls walked towards the bathhouse like this.
**
Kiryu and Ma, he, Nanjo, and Jinma Ken Komori and Rei have been taken to the police operation command headquarters.
"The reporters outside are like wolves, staring at this side." Said the young man who may be close to Ma Yukio's confidant, and Kazuma remembered that his name seemed to be Yamazuo Hideyoshi.
He Ma frowned slightly: "I hate being interviewed by reporters. Most of these reporters are not of a good standard. The only advantage is that they can run faster than anyone else when chasing hot spots."
Yamasa Hideyo laughed.
After laughing, he seriously warned: "You can't say that when you go out, you will be caught and hyped up."
He Ma: "Don't worry, I definitely won't."
He turned his attention to Jin Ma Xingxiong, but now Jin Ma Xingxiong obviously didn't think that the matter of continuing to find the three missing bandits had anything to do with He Ma.
He brought Kazuma to the operation headquarters, probably only because he wanted to ask directly when he needed to obtain information.
Honami Nanjo stretched out her hand out of nowhere, gently stroked the bandages on the horse, and said in an undisguised heartache, "You're hurt again."
"It doesn't matter." Hema shook his head, "Scars are a badge of honor for a man."
"But the frequency of your injuries is too high. It's only been more than half a year, and you already have several wounds on your body."
"This is my feat. You should be happy for me." He Ma said.
Nanjo showed a wry smile, obviously feeling sorry for Hema and a little angry at his attitude of not taking his injury seriously.
"... Treat yourself well, just think of it... for the sake of that girl in the future."
Nanjo obviously changed his words halfway, twisting it into the current expression for me.
The criminal police working nearby couldn't help but turn their heads to look at this side. Many young criminal police showed expressions of envy and hatred, while the old criminal police had an expression of "ah, this is youth".
Even Yukio Kinma and Daisuke Komoriyama, who were discussing things over there, turned their heads and looked over.
At this moment, a gongan, Sakuma, who had met Ma in the hospital or somewhere, entered the room, followed by a guy who didn't know Ma, who looked like he was dressed as a gongan.
"Hey, Kiryu-kun, you and this group of people are really destined. The higher-ups asked me very seriously, whether it is possible that Kiryu and Ma are actually super agents of the CIA, and came here to destroy the enemy's conspiracy after getting information from the CIA. "
"I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense." Kazuma skillfully denied and threw Uncle Sakuma's face three times in a row.
Sakuma had a smirk on his face: "That's MI6's super spy? Under the orders of Ms. M, and James Bond?"
"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense." He Ma repeated three times.
"That's Mossad." Sakuma said in a confident tone, "It can't be KGB, can it?"
He Ma actually wanted to say, "Actually, I am Chaoyang People", but he held back.
It's hard to explain this, and it can't be prevaricated.
Sakuma seemed to have had enough of joking, and shrugged: "In fact, we will also say that you cannot be a super spy, because unless the CIA has mastered some cutting-edge technology that can instantly brainwash and instill all kinds of knowledge and skills into you, otherwise you will definitely Not possible to be."
He Ma: "This is not nonsense. In fact, I am also very distressed. I always encounter such big things. I want to live a peaceful life."
"And then you are too poor to afford the tuition of the University of Tokyo?"
"This... there is always a way." Hema shrugged, "Uncle Sakuma, you came here just to chat?"
"No, no, of course not. Actually, I have a few things I want to ask you about Li Zhenghe. Do you know his name is Li Zhenghe?"
"I know, and I think many people in the venue know. Because when he and I played one-on-one in the afternoon, he loudly announced his name, genre and so on."
"Oh? He also fought you one-on-one?"
"Yes, I won. Although winning is not pretty." Hema responded.
"That's it, then you must have a deep understanding of Li Zhenghe. After all, martial artists often say that mind and skill are integrated. What kind of person do you think he is?"
"Is it important?" He Ma asked back, "He is dead."
"I know he's dead. But we need to know her to crack the organization he left behind and wipe them all out. There are still a few of them at large, and there should be a group of people lurking in Tokyo.
"The Metropolitan Police Department has not been able to 'scratch' out those guys who used sniping in front of the police."
After thinking about it with Ma, he replied, "Li Zhenghe is a lunatic, paranoid..."
He reported to Sakuma exactly how he felt about Li Zhenghe.
"Well... that's it." Sakuma was stunned, "Okay, very helpful. Thank you for your cooperation. By the way, our gongan also recruits graduates from the University of Tokyo. Anti-espionage is very exciting."
"No." He Ma shook his head, "Compared to dealing with spies, I would rather punish evil and promote good as a policeman to maintain the peace of one side."
In fact, what Ma Xin thought was that if he became a spy, he would meet fellow countrymen one day—a fellow countryman in soul.
Then to catch or not to catch
Let's be a policeman, even if the criminal is from China, he is still a criminal, and arresting him is justified.
Sakuma spread his hands together: "Okay, I have also fulfilled my duty of persuasion. I can deal with the higher-ups."
At this moment, someone rushed in and reported something to Jin Ma Xingxiong.
Jin Ma Xingxiong looked serious: "What? Are you sure?"
"Yes." The young man nodded.
He Ma had a bad premonition, and just as he was about to ask a question, Ma Xingxiong turned to him and said, "The hotel where the study tour group of Beige's High School was staying reported that a suspicious person pretending to be a staff member of the store was found."
The back of He Ma's head felt cool at that time.
"What? Isn't it at the Osaka Grand Hotel?"
"Actually, we haven't found anything at the Osaka Grand Hotel. Our bomb disposal experts have checked all the points of the bombed building, and found no explosives at all." Daisuke Komoriyama said.
He Ma yelled: "This damn Korean guy! Fuck! I thought he was at the last moment...fuck!"
Near Ma Yukio: "We are currently mobilizing bomb disposal experts, but because the other party's criminal notice said that once the crowd is evacuated or the police appear near the hotel, they will be detonated directly by remote control, so we have to enter quietly and complete the investigation quietly. Suspicious people were arrested and the bomb was dismantled."
Kiryu and Ma stood up without saying a word: "I am a student living there. It is reasonable for you to send me back in a police car. The other party will not detonate the bomb. I will go in and kill that suspicious guy. I am covering your Bomb disposal experts."
After being silent for a few seconds, Kyoma Yukio bowed to Kazuma: "Please. This is the most feasible plan now. The Osaka Prefectural Police will owe you a huge favor. I personally will owe you two big favors."
He Ma nodded: "You're welcome. I also want to thank you for allowing me to save my apprentices myself."
He and Ma's apprentices, two of them are in the hotel now.
Saving the face of other people and the Osaka Prefectural Police is just incidental.
He Ma really feels like a superhero now, either saving people or on the way to save them.
After all of this is over, Hema thinks about getting himself a cape and iconic clothing, and then completes an iconic line.
He turned around and saw Nanjo looking at him.
"You just..."
As soon as Kazuma spoke, Nanjo interrupted him: "I didn't go back together, would it be strange? Please let me fight together again."
And the horse nodded.
Kenichi Chima: "I can also go together. I am the son of the police officer in Osaka Prefecture. The other party may be happy to see me go. The reason is also very good. I fought side by side with my best friend, and I still have more ideas. We used to have a small meeting together." Celebration banquet, okay?"
Jin Ma Xingxiong originally wanted to scold his son, but after thinking about it, it seemed reasonable: "Okay, then tell the hotel directly that my son is going to hold a small celebration banquet. In this way, the hotel may have to temporarily purchase ingredients and send the bomb disposal team Heavy equipment, stuffed in the car and delivered."
"Yes." Daisuke Komoriyama finished answering, glanced at his daughter, hesitated to speak, and went to implement Kinma Yukio's order while muttering to himself that since ancient times a hero was born as a boy.