Xing Jishang successfully met the owner of the library card.
He looked just as normal as in the photo.
If Xing Jishang hadn't seen this kind of super soldier being activated once, he certainly wouldn't have believed that this ordinary-looking Japanese man could become that—
That kind of monster.
In fact, now Xing Jishang also doubts whether KGB is fooling him. In fact, this is an ordinary Japanese. KGB lied to him that this Japanese is a super soldier, making him think that he has the cards in his hand.
Xing Jishang curled his lips and decided not to think about this possibility.
Anyway, he didn't expect to rely on the backup promised by the KGB to complete the task.
However, if you have a chance, it should be good to test to see how many catties KGB's super fighters weigh.
"Our country" should also be very curious about the research results of the KGB.
After all, in the current international structure of two superpowers and one strong, the countries caught in the middle want to find another way to protect themselves.
Researching superpowers seems like a viable direction.
Xing Jishang looked away from the Japanese, stood up, and left the library.
**
Kiryu and Ma finished their courses at the University of Tokyo today as usual.
After a week of class, he recalled his time in college in his previous life, and his "muscle memory" made him want to skip class.
But Jinguji watched closely.
Of course, Jinguji stared at Hema and could escape if he wanted to, but he felt that Jinguji had paid so much for him, and he could no longer ignore her existence and do it casually.
Especially two weeks ago, Hema stabbed someone with a bamboo knife in order to test Jinguji.
Since then, it has become even harder for Ma and Ma to speak loudly in front of Jinguji, but fortunately, Jinguji has always been very understanding.
When He Ma really encountered a situation where he had to skip class, she should help He Ma to cover up, so that He Ma could skip class with peace of mind
The premise is that you really encounter a situation where you have to skip class.
If it weren't for this emergency, Jinguji should have requested and finished every class right away.
Fortunately, Jinguji does not require Kazuma to listen carefully to every class.
Kazuma is a little skeptical that the purpose of Jinguji is only to be with him at the same table for 45 minutes during class time.
Although the desks on each floor of the lecture theater are connected together, theoretically everyone sitting on the same floor is a "same desk".
Sometimes when I meet a professor whose lectures are too hypnotic, I lie on the table with Ma.
However, his living habits are so healthy now that he doesn't feel sleepy at all in class, and he can't fall asleep even if he wants to sleep, so he just lies on the table and looks at Jinguji who is taking notes seriously.
Jinguji ignored his gaze and concentrated on copying notes and listening to lectures.
Looking at Jinguji Temple, Hema suddenly became emotional and hummed the melody of "You at the Same Table".
But Jinguji didn't seem to be affected at all, he didn't even look at He Ma, and even the slight upward movement of the corner of his mouth seemed to be an illusion of He Ma.
Kazuma stared at Jinguji for a while, and the girl finally looked away from the blackboard and looked at Kazuma: "Aren't you listening to the class? These knowledge are quite interesting."
"But the professor's lecture is too boring." He Ma turned his head and looked at the blackboard. He discovered in his last life that professors are different from professors. Classes will be fun if you can do it.
Jinguji glanced at the blackboard and said, "I think it's not bad, especially about the basics of the law..."
At this time, the boy in front turned around, put a small note in front of Jinguji, then looked at Kazuma and smiled.
Hema raised his eyebrows and looked at Gongsi.
Jingongsi picked up the note and was about to tear it up, He Ma snatched it over: "Don't tear it up, I finally mustered up the courage to hand it over."
His voice was not loud, but he ensured that the boy in the front row could hear him.
After opening the note, He Ma read the contents of the note at the same volume as before: "Do you want to participate in a fellowship tonight? There are several handsome second-year seniors coming."
He Ma finished reading and looked at Jingu Temple: "Do you want to go?"
Jinguji patted the shoulder of the boy in front of him directly. After the boy turned his head, she asked, "A handsome senior in the second grade, have you ever hacked the bomb demon?"
The boy turned his head full of hope, but was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Huh? Have you hacked... the bomb demon?"
"Yeah, I will fill the entire hotel with bombs, and blow up hundreds of boys and girls to pieces, such a bomb demon. Kazuma cut off his head with a single knife and saved me." Jinguji said I wiped it on my neck with my hand.
The boy in the front row turned his head resentfully, not intending to talk to Jinguji again.
At this time, the professor on the stage knocked on the desk with the pointer in his hand belatedly: "Students in the back don't whisper! University is not a place for you to talk about love, and university classes are not for attracting people. The place!"
All the students were sitting upright, and it was only then that Kazuma realized that besides him and Jinguji, there were several other pairs in the classroom.
Those couples look serious now.
The professor pointed to Kazuma and Jinguji: "You two, each submit a small paper related to the content of today's class, and discuss the constitution of a case in jurisprudence *%￥￥..."
Hema glanced at Gongsi, then pointed to the boy in front of him handing the note, and asked with his lips: "Aren't we going to pull him in? After all, he made us hand in an extra essay."
Jinguji smiled at this time, picked up the pen, reached out to Kazuma, and wrote in his notebook: I think it would be nice to write a small paper together after returning home.
He Ma raised his eyebrows, not understanding what was wrong.
At this time, Jinguji wrote again: Let's invite Miss Ganzhong together later? The Kendo Department also asked them to end the activity early? The cherry blossom viewing season is skipped to practice collectively to enjoy cherry blossoms, even if the consultant teacher will be lenient.
He Ma picked up the pen and originally wanted to write a reply in his notebook, but after thinking about it temporarily, he felt that it should be courteous, so he reached out to Jingu Temple and wrote "Okay" in his notebook.
Jinguji smiled.
At this time, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the professor on the podium immediately closed the book: "Okay, get out of class is over, those two whose names I called out, I remember your appearance, come to me in the next class to hand in a small paper."
After speaking, the professor picked up the lecture notes on the podium, turned around and left.
He didn't even confirm what Hema and Jinguji were called.
Of course, it may also be famous with Matthew, the professor has long remembered.
He Ma decided to forget about the small essay. Anyway, Jinguji is in charge of supervising the work, so there will be no problem.
"Invite Senior Ganzhong first, and then all members of the Kendo Club." He Ma stretched his waist, "Let's go."
**
A moment later, the old cultural society building.
"Cherry blossom viewing party," Miwa Kanaka tilted her head and looked out the window, "It is true that the blooming period of the cherry blossoms is almost over, and it is time to go to the cherry blossom viewing, but now Ueno Park is crowded with people, can it be strong enough to enjoy the cherry blossoms? "
Speaking of which, senior sister Gan Zhong seemed to have thought of something bad, and frowned.
"Last year, when I went to enjoy the cherry blossoms, I almost drowned in the sea of people in Ueno Park. Fortunately, I am stronger."
Hema couldn't help asking: "How can I drown in the sea of people?"
"Is it difficult?" Miwa Kanaka asked, "I come to school so early every morning just to miss the morning rush hour of the subway, otherwise I might be suffocated in the carriage. Since the tram can be suffocated, so can the crowds in Ueno Park." .”
At this time, Hema remembered that the women-only carriages on the Japanese subway were not originally intended to promote women's rights, but simply because some women were smothered to death in the trams.
Therefore, the setting of women-only carriages was originally designed to prevent women who are shorter than men and whose body structure makes them easy to suffocate in crowded places, from being suffocated.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that being drowned in a sea of people is not impossible...
But the problem is, Kanaka Miu-senpai... she doesn't have the structure that would cause her to be smothered to death...
Gan Zhongmeiyu stared at Kazuma: "You're looking down on me, right? You're thinking about being rude to me, right?"
"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!" Hema skillfully denied the triple, and then changed the subject, "About the place for viewing flowers, I actually have a great place, which is my backyard."
Gan Zhongmeiyu immediately followed the conversation with Ma: "Ah, there is also a cherry blossom forest in your backyard?"
wait for me! also
He Ma: "Could it be... Does Senior Sister Ganzhong have a special cherry blossom forest?"
"No, but there are many cherry blossom trees on the hill behind my house."
"Your home still has mountains?"
"Yes, my horse farm is at the foot of the mountain, and there are pasture fields nearby. When I bought it, I also bought the nearby mountains. It's cheap anyway."
Kazuma instantly sensed the class barrier between himself and Miwa Kanaka.
The hateful landlord class.
Kazuma Kiryu, a proletarian with less than 500,000 yen in savings at home, thought so.
Kanaka Miu may have smelled poverty from Kazuma, so she asked suspiciously, "So your house doesn't have a cherry blossom forest?"
"There's only one old cherry tree," He Ma said.
"A cherry tree can also enjoy the flowers?" Kanaka Meiyu seemed very suspicious of this.
Just as Kazuma was about to answer, Jinguji said, "The cherry blossom tree in Kiryu's house, there are many little fingers buried under the tree."
As expected of the president of the New Ghost Story Research Association, Kanaka Miu immediately took the bait: "Really?"
"Really, I buried it with my own hands." He Ma said.
"Why do you do this kind of thing? Ah, it's a sacrifice, right? Are you... Dagon, no, it must be a fish..."
He Ma interrupted the little senior sister who started the brainstorming: "That's not it. Senior sister, you know that after Jidao is defeated, they will apologize, and then they have to cut off the little finger to express their sincerity.
"After I dismantled the Tsuda group by myself, I received a bunch of little fingers. It was too scary to throw these things in the kitchen waste, so I had to bury them."
Gan Zhongmeiyu opened his mouth into an O shape: "Wait a minute, you disassembled the Jidao group alone, is it true?"
"Otherwise?" Hema asked back.
Most people took the deeds of He Ma in the news as bragging.
Especially what Fang Chun said in the weekly magazine, everyone believes 30% by default—maybe less than that.
But if the weekly magazine Fang Chun makes trouble, the readers who watch the fun will generally believe them 70% under the condition of a limited period.
Meiyu Ganzhong's interest has been fully mobilized: "Aren't you afraid that there are so many little fingers buried in your yard?"
"No." Hema shrugged.
Chiyoko was quite scared for a while, and would knock on Kazuma's door every night to ask him to accompany him.
But now Chiyoko is used to it, and has successfully regained the ability to wake up alone at night.
Gan Zhongmeiyu asked again: "Didn't anything strange happen?"
"That's true. The old cherry tree in my family bloomed very early this year, but the flowering period has not yet ended, and the flowers are extremely gorgeous."
"Oh, that's what I want to see, I want to go." Gan Zhongmeiyu nodded again and again, "Okay, let's go for a field trip! After your girlfriend joined the club, she said all day long that she would go to collect stories about the background of ghost stories. It’s almost taking the direction of our research society’s daily activities astray.”
After Kanaka Miu finished speaking, she reached for her schoolbag.
He Ma: "Then I'll call the people from the Kendo Department."
"Ah?" Gan Zhongmeiyu seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, "Are they going too?"
"There are more people and it's more lively, and now the deputy director of the Kendo Department, Senior Huacheng, and the manager, Senior Sister Gao Jianze, live at my place." When talking to Ma, I deliberately put the boy's name first, which may avoid some unreasonable associations.
But He Ma obviously worried too much, Gan Zhongmeiyu didn't think about that at all: "The two of them have gone to live with you, Gao Jianze is because of the serial murder case in the newspaper, right? It's true that I feel a little scared recently, but The area where I live is very safe, and for some reason the landlady suddenly took good care of me, so it is not easy for me to move."
It seems that Senator Asakura has fulfilled his promise and asked his lover to take care of the little girl.
In addition, Kanaka Meiyu seems to have no idea that Kazuma is the person who discovered the first body of the serial murderer, and Gao Jianze happens to live next door to the crime scene.
The information was not released to the media.
At this time, Gan Zhongmeiyu suddenly laughed to herself: "It's understandable that Gao Jianze ran away, girl, what the hell is Huacheng also running away? How timid."
Kazuma looked at Miyu Kanaka, surprised by her slowness.
It may be because she doesn't usually participate in the activities of the Kendo club, and occasionally goes drinking with the Kendo club, and is also addicted to fighting with Toda-senpai at the bar.
"Let's go." He Ma urged, "It's getting late. Considering that everyone has to take the night bus back to their place of residence, it's better to start the flower viewing party earlier tonight."
Jinguji: "Actually, it's not impossible to let boys sleep on the floor in the dojo. Now the temperature has reached the point where sleeping on the floor is at most a cold. Girls can use the upstairs bedroom to hold a pajama party."
"Oh, not bad, pajama party." Gan Zhongmeiyu patted his hard chest, "Let's talk about Baimongatari at night, I'm good at it, when I was on a high school school trip, there was only one candle left My classmates and sisters blocked my mouth and didn’t let me speak, for fear that it would be true.”
"Hundred Stories" is commonly known as a ghost story conference. Participants tell a ghost story one by one and blow out a candle.
It is said that when all the candles are blown out, ghosts will really come.
"Hundred Monogatari are just rumors, and there will be no ghosts coming." Jinguji said.
"How can you be sure?" Gan Zhongmeiyu asked back.
"Because I believe in science." Jinguji replied dignifiedly.
Meiyu Ganzhong asked suspiciously: "Then what are you doing at the New Ghost Story Research Society?"
"Reading." Jinguji continued to answer in seconds.
Meiyu Kanaka curled her lips, stopped looking at Jinguji Temple, turned to Kazuma and said, "Let's go, hurry up and call the gang of stunned youths from the Kendo Department. But, can those stunned youths understand the beauty of cherry blossom viewing?" ?They just want a drink?"
possible.
**
Next, He Ma and the others first went to inform everyone in the Kendo Department of the incident—only to find out that Senior Huacheng and Senior Sister Gao Jianze had already notified the matter when they arrived.
As for Anno and Okada's group, Kazuma called them in the morning. They were all very interested in viewing cherry blossoms, and they said they wanted to talk to Hema about the results of their recruitment and brainstorming in the last two weeks.
Judging from the situation on the phone, apart from recruiting people for the past two weeks, the rest of the time for this group of people is brainstorming, thinking about how to make an epoch-making cool sword animation.
He Ma is not at all surprised by their way of wasting time and labor costs at will.
After all, the different time and space counterparts of the group of people in the immediate life owed a huge debt that took more than ten years to pay off due to poor cost management. It is you.
After finishing this with the horse, the Nanjo family's car came, and it also carried Mikako in the car.
"I picked her up on the way, because her mother complained to me yesterday that she couldn't afford the gas money for taking Mikako to college every day," Nanjo explained.
He Ma immediately respected Aunt Fujii, this is a middle-aged aunt who is familiar with Ma and will definitely take advantage of it.
Mikako looked embarrassed: "My mother is like this. My father and I have told her many times, but it was useless."
At this time, Kazuma was followed by a group of members of the kendo club, and when they saw Mikako, they all showed faces full of lemons.
Senior Toda came up and put his arms around Kazuma's shoulders: "Good boy, so what Fang Chun said in the weekly magazine is true?"
"No, they didn't tell the truth." He Ma immediately clarified, "These are all my apprentices."
Toda-senpai: "Do you believe me?"
After finishing speaking, he let go of He Ma's shoulders, turned around and greeted the members: "Don't look at it, let's go, don't be a light bulb. Let's take the subway there, Huacheng, you will lead the way."
"Okay, senior." Hua Cheng glanced at He Ma and pouted.
He was one of the few people who didn't show the expression of eating lemons. It seemed that he was a coward, and he was very specific.
That's right, if it's not love to the depths, who wants to be a licking dog
Watching everyone in the Kendo Club turn and leave, Kazuma was about to get into Nanjo's car, when he suddenly found that Nanjo and the others were all looking in the same direction.
Kazuma also looked down and found that Meiyu Ganzhong was standing there without moving.
"I'm not a kendo club." Miwa Kanaka had an expression of "Why do you look at me like that", "And I don't want to squeeze the subway in the evening rush hour."
"Senior sister, this way please." He Ma opened the car door, as polite as a Suzuki butler.
"Thank you." Meiyu Gan dexterously got into the car, "Oh, it's like this in a stretched limousine. My dad never buys such an 'impractical' car, and it's the first time for me to sit in it."
He Ma: "No, you sat down last time, too?"
"No! Maybe I sat down when I was drunk?" Gan Zhongmeiyu refused to admit it.
Shrugging with the horse, he waited for the girls to get into the car before sitting in by himself.
Today the driver is not Suzuki butler, he turned his head respectfully and asked, "Mr. Kiryu, are you driving directly back to the dojo?"
He nodded with the horse.
The car starts.
After driving for a while, when the car was about to drive onto the main road in Tokyo, Kazuma suddenly saw Saori Kitagawa, who was wearing a school uniform and holding a guitar, playing and singing on the side of the road.
"Wait a minute, stop." Hema shouted.
The driver slammed on the brakes and pulled over.
From the action of stopping the car, one can tell that the driver's driving ability is not as good as Suzuki's butler.
Kitagawa Sayori glanced at the car that pulled over, apparently recognized the crest of the Nanjo family, and frowned slightly.
Hema opened the door and got off the car, and came to her.
He Ma has carefully read the information on the victims of the serial murder case that Jinshan Pingtai gave him.
He felt that Kitagawa Saori might know something.
"Don't come to me, I've already told the police everything I know, and it's that Akira Shiratori police department." Kitagawa Saori said before Kazuma opened his mouth.
"Why do you think I'm a college student, and I'm here to investigate the case?" He Ma asked.
"Aren't you?" Kitagawa Saori asked back.
"I'm here to invite you to my family's cherry blossom viewing party." He Ma said, he thought that if he didn't play cards according to the routine, he might be able to get something out of it.
Beichuan Saori glanced at the lineup of girls still in the car, and suddenly teased: "The number has increased again, aren't you satisfied?"
"It seems that you have misunderstood me a lot." Hema smiled wryly, "I don't intend to defend myself, anyway, you won't believe it. However, watching the night cherry blossoms should stimulate a lot of creative desires, maybe I will write some new songs impromptu Oh. After all, those who came to the Cherry Blossom Viewing Party also included people from the Pioneer Video Research Association of Osaka University of Arts, and they formed a company to make an awesome animation."
Saori Kitagawa raised her eyebrows: "Osaka... the group who made the opening animation of DAICON last year?"
"Yes, that's the group of people. I promised to write music for their first original work after graduation. They worked hard and prepared to disband after making an awesome animation, and I also planned to finish writing the soundtrack. Seal the pen."
In fact, Anno’s group sees the current situation of wasting investors’ money, and there is a high probability that they will start paying off their debts after finishing this animation. This should be similar to the previous time and space.
But no one knows this except Kazuma.
Kitagawa Sayori bit her lip.
Then she said: "I'm tired, I'm tired (I can't help it)."
As an old JOJO fan, Kazuma felt instantly invincible when Saori Kitagawa told about Jotaro Kujo's oral habit.
Bei Chuan started to pack his things, and then asked, "Is there anything else you can do?"
"Are you going to take a ride there by yourself? It's evening rush hour." He Ma said.
Beichuan Saori was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "Okay, then I will trouble you, great musician."
Clap the horse vigorously.
Get people over first, and then get information.
Moreover, Kazuma has a strong premonition that one day in the future, Kitagawa Saori will be involved in serial murders.
After all, she is also the lead singer of an underground band.