Shimakata Yoshiaki looked at the unconscious guitarist and spat in his face.
After doing this, he turned around to check whether the lights of the closed-circuit camera installed in the corner were on.
Usually the Japanese police will punch a few times when interrogating a guy who obviously can't afford a lawyer, so this camera is turned off by default during the interrogation.
But the problem was that the guitarist wasn't a suspect—at least not until it was discovered that he was a drug addict.
So Shimakata Yoshiaki looked at the camera to be on the safe side—if it was captured, he would have to use his contacts in the General Affairs Division to erase the images on the video tape.
After confirming the camera, Yoshiaki Shimagata said to his partner Keishi Gyoda: "Go and contact the people who deal with anesthetic countermeasures."
Keishi Gyoda nodded, turned around and opened the door, but was confronted by Akira Shiratori and Takashi Takayama from the Organized Crime Countermeasures Section, the Fourth Search Section, who were about to open the door.
"Why did you come here? This case...is related to you again?" Shimao Yoshiaki asked, frowning.
"Relax, the current characterization is still robbery, which is under the jurisdiction of your class. But the situation may change."
Yoshiaki Shimagata frowned: "Oh?"
"This guy," Detective Shiratori came to the side of the fainted musician, "they bought something that might have flowed in from a new channel.
"We suspect that the Koreans have opened up a shipping channel that we don't have access to, and that the channel has matured and volumes have increased significantly.
"We originally thought that the Koreans had the idea of eating through Kanto United's channels, but we didn't expect them to directly establish their own supply system. This means that the Koreans will grow at an alarming rate."
"What does this have to do with the murder?" Shimakata Yoshiaki asked.
The white bird detective shrugged: "Not yet. It seems to be two separate things. We came here because maybe we can ask him where he bought things from his mouth."
"Isn't this the remit of the narcotics management section?"
"Those who sell narcotics are usually organized criminals. Joint investigation, joint investigation."
Japan likes to set up a search headquarters, but there are actually certain difficulties, one of which is the rigid division of powers and responsibilities among departments.
If you don't gather people together for unified command, you can only fight on your own.
But now this matter has not yet reached the point of setting up a search headquarters. After all, only one person died and the murderer is still at large.
To establish a search headquarters, a simple murder case is not enough, at least it has to develop into a serial murder case.
Or it was a celebrity who was killed.
The death of an underground singer is not enough for the Metropolitan Police Department to break the existing operating mechanism and recruit people to form a search headquarters.
After all, the Metropolitan Police Department guards Tokyo. This big city has a large population and has the highest suicide rate in the world. As a policeman, we will receive reports of dead bodies every day.
The incidence of homicides is much higher than that of suicides, but after all, in a city as big as Tokyo with such a large population, the murder cases handled by the Metropolitan Police Department every year can shoot hundreds of episodes of Conan.
Yoshiaki Shimagata had three murder cases under investigation in his hands, but the investigation of the other two murder cases had reached a dead end, so they were suspended.
Yoshiaki Shimakata has no objection to Akira Shiratori taking over the interrogation. Anyway, he feels that he can't get any information related to Hoshiko Aikawa from this musician.
"I have to remind you," Yoshiaki Shimakata looked at Akira Shiratori and said, "He is still an ordinary citizen who came to assist in the investigation, and he has not yet become a suspect. It is against the law to beat him before the paperwork for the change is completed."
"Then what about the teeth on the ground?" Akira Shiratori bent down to pick up the tooth that was just blown away by Yoshiaki Shimagata, and shook it in front of Yoshiaki Shimagata.
Yoshiaki Shimagata shrugged: "This kind of guy is in a daze. It's normal to fall while walking. He knocked on the table and knocked out his teeth."
"Is that so? It's a very reasonable explanation." Shiratori Akira threw his teeth into the trash can in the corner.
At this time, Keishi Gyoda opened the door and came in: "The autopsy report of Aichuan Xingzi came out. Also, according to the portrait made according to the landlord's description, we may have found the true identity of the fugitive suspect."
Yoshiaki Shimagata stretched out his hand, and Keishi Gyoda immediately handed him the document in his hand.
Shimakata Yoshiaki flipped through the documents quickly, and then read out the key information: "Nishida Jun, former Takarazuka Theater trainee, tsk, why does this look like a love affair? Takarazuka Theater trainee and underground idol..."
"It doesn't matter how you kill, you have to catch someone." Shiratori Akira said.
"This is the strange part. He disappeared as if he had melted into the Kanda River. It stands to reason that a trainee from the Takarazuka Troupe should not have the ability to bypass our investigation."
The basic capabilities of the Japanese police are still there, and it is theoretically not a big problem to catch an impulsive literary youth.
In theory.
Shimakata Yoshiaki scratched his head: "I can only follow the new clues to find it. I want to visit the Takarazuka Theater Troupe. These high-class cultural people are not easy to deal with..."
"Do you want to ask the professional team to do this?" Keishi Gyoda asked.
The professional group is the upper class of society. It is different from the big bosses who ran out of the grassroots. It will be much easier to find cultural celebrities and the like to investigate and collect evidence.
There are many cultural people who look down on the old and rough criminal police and are unwilling to cooperate.
The Takarazuka Theater Company is not an ordinary theater company. It has a very high status in the Japanese showbiz and cultural circles. If you can get a leading role in a stage play in the Takarazuka Theater Company, that is the Tianlong Ren in the entertainment industry.
According to common sense, to investigate and collect evidence in this kind of place, for a criminal policeman like Yoshiaki Shimakata without a college degree, he can only see if he will meet a good-tempered receptionist.
If you are unlucky, you may only be able to talk to small characters such as secretaries who run errands throughout the process.
But the professional group is different, especially those who wear gold watches.
Shimakata Yoshiaki shook his head: "Let's go and see the situation first, and we won't talk if we can't ask. The Takarazuka Troupe shouldn't be guilty of hiding criminals, let alone a former trainee."
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the gate, and Akira Shiratori waved his hand: "Have a good trip, I hope you can easily close the case this time."
"Shut up, you crow mouth." Shimaokata Yoshiaki said angrily.
**
As for Kiryu and Ma, after today's class ended, he came to the Kendo club full of expectations.
After all, you can learn skills. Mr. Ping Zhongshi, if you don’t hand in all your skills to me, I won’t let you go—Hema thought so.
Mr. Hiranaka Mito is already in the dojo and is warming up. It seems that this middle-aged swordsman is also very excited about being able to teach his skills to Kazuma.
Seeing He Ma enter the door, Ping Zhongshi smiled and said: "Today's training will be more severe, are you ready?"
"Of course." He Ma nodded.
"Then let's warm up first, and exercise your muscles and bones."
He Ma nodded and immediately began to warm up and wear equipment.
After about half an hour of preparation, He Ma held the bamboo knife tightly and took a stance facing Ping Zhongshi.
Ping Zhongshi: "First, let's try what I taught you yesterday. Are you unfamiliar with it?"
He Ma nodded solemnly: "Okay, I'm ready, please."
The next moment, Ping Zhongshi rushed towards the ground.
He Ma was at home yesterday, and suddenly couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he brought Amora, who was reviewing, to practice this trick.
Although Ah Mao's speed and power are much weaker than Ping Zhongshi's, a lot of practice still makes Kazuma's mastery of this cut down a step further.
Hema hit Pingzhongshi's gauntlet accurately, and Pingzhongshi's bamboo knife still reached Hema's neck.
"Not bad." Ping Zhongshi admired, "Compared to yesterday when I practiced against me, the proficiency is higher. Is there someone to practice with you after you go home?"
"Yes. I have an apprentice..." He Ma suddenly realized that this statement was inaccurate. He had more than one apprentice, but when he said this, he subconsciously only counted male apprentices. Strike hard.
Ping Zhongshi did not correct Kazuma's statement: "Do you practice against your apprentice? He can play a role in improving your swordsmanship, which means that your own strength is not bad."
No, in fact, Ah Mao had practiced for a year before becoming a new level five.
But it may be due to the impact of the entry, Ah Mao's sword has a kind of stern momentum.
After all, this is the sword of the knight of the law.
And this knight is still a knight of Kamen Rider, look at the mighty appearance of the first generation of Kamen Rider Hongo Meng, no matter what this entry is, it will make Amao's flying kick more than 50 tons of thrust.
Hema speculates that the entries without explanation should be the rarest entries. He has no reason for this speculation, but he thinks that with his cheating nature, it probably thinks that "the things of Niu X don't need to be explained." .
In short, according to Ping Zhongshi, this exercise is very effective, and the horse phenomenon has been achieved. In the future, Ah Mao, you should stop studying at home and practice Qiluo with me.
Oh, it's great to have an apprentice, who can guard the house, run errands, and level up skills.
In retrospect, I taught kendo with Teacher Ma Mei before, and the improvement of kendo level also depends on the experience of playing Nanjo...
The journey of Kiryu and Ma to improve their skills is all the blood and sweat of the apprentices.
Pingzhongshi opened the distance and attacked Hema again. This time Hema's sword also accurately hit Pingzhongshi's gauntlet, but Hema felt that he was a little slower this time, so the enemy lost one of his hands in actual combat. Lose your head.
Just as He Ma was about to speak, Ping Zhongshi said: "Not bad, I think I can teach you advanced content. After all, it is not too difficult content. You can practice it while practicing cutting off."
He Ma: "Understood, please enlighten me."
Ping Zhongshi opened the distance, and then said to Kazuma: "This time you attack me, I will show you a demonstration, so that it will be easier to understand."
He Ma nodded, then raised the bamboo knife and slashed at Ping Zhongshi—
Ping Zhongshi hit Hema's gauntlet, and then the bamboo knife went straight forward, piercing Hema's carcass.
"It's a simple counterattack technique, right?" Ping Zhongshi asked.
He nodded with the horse, and at the same time opened and clenched the hand that was hit, relieving the pain.
The sword just now, despite the double damage reduction of the bamboo knife and the hand armor, still caused considerable damage to Kazuma's hand.
But this little injury is nothing in kendo practice.
Kiryu and Ma Ke were men who had been stabbed and shot.
Ping Zhongshi: "Come on, try it."
Nodding with the horse, he took the initiative to back away and open the distance, waiting for Ping Zhongshi's attack.
Ping Zhongshi rushed forward with a loud shout, but this time he purposely moved his sword a little slower in order to allow Kazuma to practice new skills.
He Ma aimed at the gauntlet and shot calmly, and after hitting the target, the bamboo knife stabbed forward.
The tip of the bamboo knife poked at the flat and solid carcass.
Ping Zhongshi nodded: "That's it. Although this move is very simple and unpretentious, many seniors of Beichen's one-sword style have verified the practicality of this move in real sword duels.
"You are more familiar with real sword duel than I am. You must understand the mystery. Come, let's talk about it."
Kazuma: "Yes. In a real sword duel, the attack on the wrist is enough to completely disintegrate the enemy's offensive. The knife that the enemy is cutting will directly lose its strength and deviate from the slashing route. Basically, there is no need to worry.
"But the attack on the wrist is not fatal. After all, cutting off sacrifices strength for speed. It is impossible to cut off the enemy's hand directly. At most, it will leave a cut on the wrist.
"Even if the wrist artery happens to be severed, the enemy will not immediately lose combat effectiveness. At this time, in order to avoid nights and dreams, it is necessary to stab and directly deal with the enemy."
Ping Zhongshi nodded: "That's right, that's what happened. The dead enemy is the best enemy. In a real sword duel where life is at stake, there will be all kinds of indiscriminate moves.
"Even a well-known swordsman may have a small knife hidden on his body, and he will stab you when you are not prepared. Not to mention that there are guns in modern times."
He Ma frowned, sure enough, Beichen Yidao Style is a school that can draw a gun, so why didn't he draw his gun in the first place
Just like the classic shot of Indiana Jones, "Kung Fu is another shot and it's down."
Ping Zhongshi looked at Kazuma and said, "Are you wondering why you didn't draw the gun in the first place?"
"Uh..." Kazuma, who had seen through his thoughts, nodded.
"If you want to enter the Metropolitan Police Department in the future, you will definitely have a gun, and you will learn how to use it. Our Beichen Yidao style, when we can use a gun, we usually don't draw a knife.
"Actually, the real meaning of Beichen's one-sword style is to ascend to the top position, become the 'No. 1 person in the world', and then let his subordinates go down and kill people."
"The number one person in the world refers to...the Prime Minister?" He Ma asked.
"It's just an analogy. During the Warring States Period, those powerful daimyos were often called 'Tianxiaren', such as Kanbai Toyotomi Hideyoshi."
and horse nod.
He knows this, when you play Nobunaga Yewang, the highest level of reputation is Tianxiaren, and the BGM will become turbulent as you become Tianxiaren.
"So, to practice Beichen Yidao Style, you can't just specialize in swordsmanship. However, I think you have done a good job in this area. Let your apprentice come over when he finds time. Maybe I can give some pointers by the way. he."
He Ma nodded: "Okay, of course it's good."
Free advice, if it can make Amao stronger, he will have more experience points when he brushes Amao himself.
Ping Zhongshi turned his head and looked at the wall clock in the dojo, sighed and said: "I wanted to practice more with you, but there are some things today, I have to leave first."
"Then I won't bother you anymore, I will practice the skills I just learned." He Ma sincerely thanked Ping Zhongshi.
Ping Zhongshi just patted He Ma on the shoulder and walked to the locker room.
As soon as Hirakami left, Toda-senpai came up and put his arm around Kazuma's shoulders: "What Mr. Hirakami taught you, you should teach me too!"
"You still can't understand when you look at it from the side?" He Ma asked back in surprise.
Senior Toda was even more surprised and asked me back: "How can I understand it? You are so fast! If I want to understand it, I have to borrow a high-speed camera from the group of people who study photography!"
Deputy Minister Takeshi Huashiro interjected next to him: "Actually, there is no need to go to the photography association. The baseball club has just introduced high-speed cameras to judge good and bad balls."
"Baseball department? Damn, how do they have such a good thing?"
"Well, there are several ace professional players in the baseball team of Dongda University, and the donations from OBs alone are enough to buy several sets." Vice Minister Hua Chengwu said in a helpless tone.
Senior Toda sighed: "Why! Why are all the graduates of our Kendo club policemen?"
Isn't that nonsense, He Ma thought, because it's a Kendo club... If you want to be a lawyer, you must go to a moot court association.
Vice Minister Hua Chengwu pushed his glasses: "The income of the police is not bad, at least stable. If you can successfully hold a high position, you can still... that's the kind you know.
"Wait for the next OB meeting, maybe you can ask the graduate representatives to sponsor a high-speed camera?"
"That's it! But the problem now is that we didn't see the actions of Mr. Hiranakami and Kiryu-kun at all. Kiryu-kun, you can't say that this is a small stove specially prescribed for you and not teach it!
"Mr. Ping Zhongshi is the coach of our kendo club. We can learn everything he teaches you."
He Ma laughed and said, "Don't worry, I will teach you everything I have."
In fact, Kazuma didn't expect that he and Hiranaka Mito's sparring speed was so fast that even Toda-senpai, who also had a certain foundation in kendo, couldn't see clearly.
Sure enough, He Ma Xin thought that after reaching level 20, there is already a fundamental difference from people at level 10, and I rely on actual combat experience to be on an equal footing with Mr. BUFF and Mr. Zhongshi.
If I increase my strength further, I may enter a realm that even Mito Hiranaka cannot see clearly. At that time, in the eyes of "mortals" like Toda-senpai, I will enter a realm that they cannot understand.
In fact, watching Mr. Suzuki at level 67 fight with Ma now is somewhat incomprehensible.
First of all, it is incomprehensible to airborne from a helicopter.
This feeling of actually becoming stronger is very good, quite good.
He Ma silently clenched his fists.
I have already passed the University of Tokyo, and with Jinguji here, I don't have to worry about failing to graduate because I fail a course.
Then the only thing left for me to do is to keep getting stronger, and get stronger again.
After all, the ultimate goal is to kill that Uesugi Soichiro.
However, He Ma is still a little worried-damn, will the fellow villagers of the Fushou Gang help me achieve this goal ahead of schedule
Even a Juggernaut shouldn't be able to resist an ambush using anti-tank mines, right
Should, can't you