At the same time that Kiryu and Ma were sent to the police station, Shiratori detective led a team to the address of the URB band's karaoke room provided by Shiramine Amane in Kitagawa Saori, and directly sealed off all the areas where the chase and fighting took place.
Soon a young man walking with his hands on his waist was brought to Akira Shiratori.
"Is that the one you reported to the police?" The White Bird detective asked while looking at the man.
The other party nodded: "It's me. I'm Hua Shanzhao, the caller. Why did you come so late?"
Detective Shiratori replied: "Because based on what I know about Kiryu-kun, I first asked the Tokyo Metropolitan Transportation Department if there were any reports of motorcyclists racing illegally on the road. Then we rushed to the scene of the racing battle."
The young man frowned: "The Kiryu-kun you are talking about, but the Tongyu and Ma-jun who wrote several pieces of music that are astonishing?"
The white bird detective nodded: "Yes, that's the guy, what's the matter?"
"He...is he really a swordsman? I thought it was a human design!" The young man shouted.
"He... is not considered a swordsman. To be qualified as a swordsman, he must first obtain the exemption. But he is really good at fighting." The white bird detective looked at the young man again, "Why, you are actually him fans?"
"Yes! I like his music works very much!" The young man was very excited, "I didn't expect him to have such an experience! Sure enough, if you want to write works, you must have life experience!"
At this time, Detective Takayama behind Detective Shiratori couldn't help but said: "Kiryu-kun is an exception, other musicians can write good works even if they don't have such experience."
The young man glanced at Gao Shan, and opened his mouth to refute, but was interrupted by Shiratori.
Detective Shiratori: "So, are you planning to sue Kiryu and Ma for stealing your Harley motorcycle?"
"Of course I don't plan to sue! In the scene just now, Kiryu-sensei needed a tool to escape, which is completely reasonable! But he...maybe he can borrow it from me in a softer way." The young man pressed his waist again and showed a painful expression, "I Treatment may be required...”
Gaoshan detective: "I'll go get the stretcher and the medical staff."
After talking about Gao Shan, he left.
The white bird detective continued to ask the young man: "Can you describe to me the scene just now in detail?"
"Okay. I wanted to drink at Unsenju on the bank of the Kanda River. Unsenju's self-brewed beer is simply..."
"Get to the point."
"Okay, when I was about to reach Yunxianju, I saw people fighting on the other side of the river. There were about two or three hundred people besieging a person. The besieged people used the railings by the river to skillfully circle the enemy."
"Wait a minute!" Shimakata Yoshiaki, who came to listen, interrupted the young man's narration.
It stands to reason that he should be in charge of this questioning from the first search section, but when the young man called the police, he named detective Shiratori, so Shimakata Yoshiaki originally planned to listen by the side and had no intention of interfering.
But after hearing the young man's description, he couldn't help but said: "Two or three hundred people are besieging Kiryu and Ma alone? Are you sure?"
"I'm sure! No, I mean, I'm sure Kiryu-sensei is being besieged by a large number of enemies, but I'm not sure how many."
Shimakata Yoshiaki: "How do you feel that he is better at fighting than the rumors?"
Detective Shiratori: "Did Kiryu-kun hold a sword during the confrontation? I don't mean a butterfly sword, but a Taidao with a blade length of nearly one meter."
"No, no. He is fighting with the water pipe captured by the enemy. The battle scene is just like the movie. Yes, it is very similar to the fight in "Tokyo Express"!"
"Tokyo Express is a work directed by Kiryu-kun." Detective Shiratori reminded, "Don't you even know this? Are you still a fan?"
"When I watch a movie, I usually leave the movie without waiting for the end credits to come out." The young man shrugged.
Next, the young man explained how he continued to watch, and how he was kicked by Kiryu and Ma and robbed the car.
"Kiryu-kun was forced to run away. It seems that there are really many people who besieged him just now." Detective Shiratori was stunned, "By the way, your Harley motorcycle is now being submitted for inspection as evidence. When you receive a call the day after tomorrow, You can go to the Evidence Division to get it back."
"Can I not bring it back?" Hua Shanzhao asked excitedly.
"Eh? Didn't bring it back? Why?" Detective Shiratori looked puzzled.
"If Kiryu-sensei likes it, just let him ride it! I just want to change to a new motorcycle! Kiryu-sensei played a very cool knight yesterday, so I want to change to a Kamen Rider of the same style..."
Detective Shiratori opened his mouth halfway: "That's Harley! It's expensive, right?"
"Yeah, it is also very expensive to eat oil, but it costs money."
"Then..." The criminal policeman Shiratori hesitated to speak, and suddenly lowered his head to carefully check the inquiry record of Akira Huashan that was handed to him by a patrol just now—before Shiratori arrived, a nearby patrolman arrived first, so he asked about the basic situation of Huashan .
"You go to Meiji University." Detective Shiratori said with a relieved expression.
As an institution established by Emperor Meiji himself, Meiji University is at the same level as Todai University, but Meiji University is much more expensive as a private school than the national Toyo University.
Those who can study at Meiji University without a scholarship will have either rich or expensive families, or even rich and expensive at the same time.
It's not a big deal for this kind of son to give his idol a Harley.
Huashan continued to ask, "Is Mr. Kiryu alright?"
Detective Shiratori looked at Huashan's waist: "Are you still free to worry about others?"
"I just have a swollen waist, but Mr. Kiryu's life is threatened!"
Detective Shiratori and Detective Island looked at each other, obviously they both felt that there was something wrong with Huashan's words.
But I feel that if I complain here, I will lose.
Shimagata Yoshiaki said: "Kiryu is fine, he has a tough life, after all, he is a man with the title of 'Dragon'."
The pronunciation of the two Chinese characters Kiryu as a surname is the same as "Huilong".
"Is that so, then I should be able to choose a day to visit?" Huashan asked again.
"I think if you live in a hospital, he will have to visit you." The white bird detective said.
"Ah, there is still such a trick, then I'll live in a hospital."
Akira Shiratori and Yoshiaki Shimagata looked at each other again.
Shimakata Yoshiaki reminded Huashan: "Kiryu, he is a man."
"I know." Huashan looked at Yoshiaki Shimagata with a puzzled expression.
Shiratori Akira took over the conversation: "Kiryu-kun, you like girls."
"I know too. The way he worked so hard to save that lady last night, you can tell that he loves her deeply." Huashan suddenly recalled, and smiled, "The two detectives are really humorous. I also I like girls.
"I'm just a man who worships a man with great strength and talent, no problem, isn't it?"
Shiratori Akira: "No problem! Of course there is no problem! Let me ask you some other questions. Do you know who are the people who besieged Kiryu-kun just now?"
Huashan shook his head: "I don't know, I also started watching halfway."
As soon as Huashan finished speaking, a protracted Yujie's voice came from behind: "Mr. Criminal Police!"
Shiratori and Dao Fang followed the prestige.
A woman in a kimono walks quickly.
However, her age is in stark contrast to her voice, which is as delicate and beautiful as Yoshihara's mother-san—it is probably possible that she is indeed mother-san, but she cannot stop the baptism of time.
"Mr. Interpol, the noren curtain in my shop was snatched away! It was made by my wife when my wife was still alive! The bamboo was also specially cut from my hometown!"
Detective Shiratori squeezed out a smiling face: "Your home's noren is now being sent for appraisal as evidence. You go and register it, and I will call you the day after tomorrow to ask you to pick it up."
"Oh, how do I do business these days? If I open a store without noren curtains, people from the town council and tourism promotion association will come and nudge me."
The grassroots organizations in Japanese society are all kinds of town associations, and tourism promotion associations are roughly equivalent to loose trade associations, and Japan is a country that particularly likes to engage in formalism.
Detective Shiratori spread his hands helplessly: "There is no other way."
"Mr. Interpol, please hold your hands high. Judging by your age, you must be an old man with a lot of words. You can just say 'what can a noren prove,' and send me back the noren."
Yoshiaki Shimagata smiled and said, "Mom-san, you may not know that the noren curtains in your house were used by Kiryu and Ma-kun as lances."
"Ah?" The old mother Sang was shocked, "Is this... the cavalry is the cavalry? The cavalry of the Takeda Chibei Iron Cavalry?"
Shimakata Yoshiaki nodded.
"Where did he get the horse? When the fight just started, I didn't hear the sound of the horse running!" The old mother Sang looked puzzled.
Huashan raised his hand: "Mr. Kiryu is riding my Harley, this is... an iron horse, 'Iron Horse Ice River Dreams'."
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Huashan? So it wasn't you who just blew up the street with an engine? Who is this? He also robbed your motorcycle and my house's noren curtain. Why don't we join forces and sue him?"
Huashan Zhao said with a smile: "I don't plan to sue Mr. Kiryu. You, why don't you just close your business for a few days and rest, wait for the noren to come back and reopen, how about I go to your store to order the most expensive wine?"
"Okay!" The old lady smiled, "This is acceptable. But, Mr. Huashan, who is Kiryu Kazuma that deserves your respect?"
"This..." Hua Shanzhao thought for a while before replying, "Probably a legend?"
The old lady smiled: "Hey, young people now say these powerful words all the time. Before you drank too much, you said that John Lennon is a legend. I also learned about it, and I don't think he is so legendary. At that time There is no hero to make Shuzi famous."
Huashan said: "Old man, you are wrong this time. I saw Teacher Tongsheng with my own eyes, one against one hundred! No, that is one against three hundred, or even five hundred!"
"Oh? Could it be that Mr. Kiryu is a fierce general like Nabenosuke?"
Hua Shan didn't realize who it was for a moment, and was stunned.
"Oh, forget it, forget it, these are not important." The old lady waved her hand, "Just return the noren curtain to me. Then I will clean up today and close the door. Anyway, there are so many policemen here, no one will come Drinking."
Huashan smiled. Although the vicinity of Kanda River is a gathering place for college students, a large number of people who go to Yunxianju to drink do not like to deal with the police.
The old mother Sang was about to leave with a steady pace that did not match her age, and was stopped by a patrol to register the owner of the evidence.
At this time, the Gaoshan criminal police came over with a stretcher and ambulancemen, and Hua Shanzhao breathed a sigh of relief: "It can be regarded as lying down for a while, and the record or something, I will do it after I come out of the hospital?"
"If you want to do it now, we can send an entry officer to the hospital to listen to your dictation." Gao Shan said.
"Success." Hua Shanzhao said, walked to the stretcher on the ground, and lay down on it.
**
Kiryu and Ma were in the police car, humming a ditty while meditating to check their gains.
Just as he expected, the actual combat level basically didn't increase. Sure enough, the opponents were all rookies, and they didn't need experience in fighting.
But the street fight with the horse has risen a lot, directly reaching the eighteenth level, and it has risen several levels in a row.
It's a pity that the level of street fighting doesn't give skills at all. It feels like the actual combat level, which is a passive ability.
When the level of street fighting is high, it will automatically recognize the surrounding props as weapons and can use them naturally.
If street fights also give a skill every three levels, maybe Kazuma can get the cool "extreme skill" in the "Yakuza" game.
According to the increase in street fighting skills this time, He Ma is basically convinced that Jackie Chan's different time and space isotope in this world is estimated to have at least level 90 street fighting in addition to the level of boxing.
He Ma estimates that he has practiced street fighting to level 30 or above, and he can basically be undefeated where there are props.
Unless the opponent is also a street fighter.
However, He Ma looked back at the fight just now, and vaguely felt that the street fighting skill alone was not enough, and that he had to use other martial arts to cooperate with street fighting.
You should learn judo, karate and so on.
Coupled with the firearms skills bestowed by Beichen Yidao, it will be "you think I'm a swordsman, but I'm actually a western cowboy boxer".
Maybe he can also control the thunder and lightning.
Hema checked other skills and entries again, but found no more changes.
One night of fierce fighting only raised the level of street fighting, I always feel that it is not enough.
The part where I rode a motorcycle was so cool, shouldn't it be given an entry for "motorcyclist" or something? Even if not, give me a motorcycle, okay
He and Marco couldn't afford a Harley, so they had to ask Honami or Tamamo to buy it if they really wanted to.
But He Ma didn't want to be so straightforward.
Of course, if the girls choose a birthday or something to give him a Harley, he will definitely accept it.
That's all, it's not bad to have a street fighting level.
Considering that the bond with Baifeng Yuyin has been increased, and the progress of the investigation of the serial murder case related to the "God of Music" has been advanced, and the reputation of the criminal police has been improved, and it will definitely not be a loss tonight.
When the case is solved, even if there is no direct reward for He Ma, his reputation with the criminal police will be greatly improved.
Four years later—no, now three years and 11 months later, Kazuma passed the first-class civil servant examination and entered the Metropolitan Police Department, and officially entered the Sakurada Gate headquarters building. Everyone has to give him face.
Satisfied, He Ma broke away from meditation, turned his head to look at the drizzle outside the window, and continued humming a ditty while thinking about other things.
What happened to Mr. Heisenberg's anti-pope entry
Is the black mist coming out of his body a visual effect that only I can see, or is it something that all people with supernatural powers in this time and space can see
Is the world I live in now a high demon or a low demon
I saw Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva before, did I really go the wrong way, or is Ksitigarbha just a living thing that can move
Is the Ksitigarbha that Amao sees an illusion? Or, was it the same Ksitigarbha who moved over to give him protection
Jinguji Yuzao likes to sprinkle salt all day long. Is it just for fun, or is it really using salt to exorcise demons
I feel like I need to ask these questions carefully.
Kazuma made up his mind that after all the troubles at the police station were over, he would go to Jinguji Tamamo to ask him about it.
**
Hanaba Takashi and Wakamiya Daisuke returned to their stronghold and started developing photos.
Although Hanaba Takashi is a writer, he often helps Daisuke Wakamiya when he is in a hurry, and he also knows the general processing steps of film.
Now the two started working together, and soon the first roll of negatives was developed.
"Let's see, let's see! Damn, it's awesome! This photo alone can create a big reaction!" Takashi Hanabou took off the magnifying glass stuck in his eye socket, and handed it along with the developed film to Wakamiya auxiliary.
Daisuke Wakamiya clamped the magnifying glass, looked at the film carefully, nodded and said: "Yes, these photos are really powerful, damn, if you choose carefully, maybe I can win this year's Pulitzer Prize!
"However, the street lights by the Kanda River are too far apart, and the light is not very good, and I dare not use flash."
Takashi Hanabha: "It's a pity, and it was almost over when we arrived."
Daisuke Wakamiya also had a regretful expression on his face, but he changed the subject: "However, in the last scene where Kiryu-kun charged on Harley, I shot a whole roll of film with a high-speed shutter!
"And the Harley's engine sound was loud enough and the headlights were bright enough to overwhelm the sound and light of the flash, so I turned the flash on.
"Select carefully and do some processing, you should be able to get usable photos!"
"Then you take care of it. I'm going to start writing an article. The title is, "In order to solve the serial murder case, the hero of Osaka bravely enters the tiger's den to fight the demons."
"Don't you want to highlight the heroic appearance of riding a motorcycle at the end?" Daisuke Wakamiya asked.
"It's fine to use a photo to highlight it! You have to choose a photo with full impact! This is the cover of Fang Chun's next weekly magazine! What cover girl, get lost! Readers will definitely like this fierce one more!"
Hanaba Takashi licked his tongue, he could already foresee that in a bunch of gossip magazines whose covers were full of charming girls, the weekly magazine Fang Chun would stand out with a little green hunk among thousands of flowers.
**
and the horse here.
This time there was so much noise that he was bailed out of the police station by Kenji Kumi, the full-time legal adviser of Nanjo's family, until late at night, and it was already one o'clock when he got home.
Because Kazuma had called home in advance to inform, Chiyoko should not be overly worried.
However, Kazuma was wrong, he saw Chiyoko walking around the door of the house in pajamas and a coat over his shoulders from a long distance away.
Amao stood behind Chiyoko like a loyal guard, carrying a bamboo knife, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
Chiyoko saw the lights of the car with the horse, and immediately rushed forward, and Ah Mao called out behind her: "Be careful, first make sure it is the master who is here!"
After all, Chiyoko had the experience of being kidnapped once. In the end, although he and Ma Yongdou Koreans succeeded in rescuing him, Chiyoko almost died in the river during the process.
Chiyoko slowed down, and A Mao's words obviously put her on guard.
Amao rushed forward and blocked Chiyoko with his body, with the bamboo knife erected in front of him.
At this time, Chiyoko finally saw the faces of the carriage and the horse clearly, so she pushed Amo away and ran forward.
Gumei Kenji brakes directly, allowing Kazuma to get out of the car early and hug his sister.
Kazuma hugged Chiyoko, patted her head and said, "You, don't worry. Your brother hasn't seen any big scenes, so I'm being silly tonight."
"The last time you said something trivial, you beat up a group of heavily armed terrorists, and even killed a master bomber!" Chiyoko said in a complaining tone, "I'm scared to death, I'm afraid you won't come back!"
"No, I called back."
"What if the police station is attacked?" Chiyoko said.
"This... no matter what, it can't be like this, right?" He Ma looked helpless.
"How can it be impossible? I am in the second grade. Brother, when you were in the fifth grade, you just..."
"That was so many years ago." He Ma smiled and comforted his sister, "Japan is very safe now."
Although he and Ma just staged the escape from the tiger's mouth on the main road a few hours ago, He Ma still said so without any psychological burden.
After all, those bosozokus didn't chase and shoot horses with MP40 like in the escape from the tiger's mouth, right
Tokyo is still very safe.
Wait, Kazuma suddenly remembered, last year it seems... I was shot with an Uzi submachine gun on the streets of Tokyo? The whole incident ended with a DShka heavy machine gun
Oh, forget it, it's been a year, I forgot.
Kazuma comforted Chiyoko, and was about to say something to Amao, who came with him, when Amao spoke first: "Master, I will work hard to practice swords, and I will soon have the strength to investigate with you."
Hema Wenyan glanced at the level above Amao's head, wondering if it's time to take Amao to the Kendo Department of Dongda University, and find Ping Zhongshi to give him advice.
It feels like just relying on the master of brushing and horse, the growth rate of Amao's level is not as good as before.
Kazuma was thinking about how to give her apprentice a better education, Chiyoko put her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear: "There is another one who is worried about you. Danzi asked me to prepare a bed for her tonight, it seems that she will live At our house."
Raising eyebrows with Ma, he felt that Jinguji Yuzao probably didn't have that special idea.
She guessed that she had a question to ask with the horse, so she stayed.
But Chiyoko was obviously wrong.
She already had an expression of preparing to cook red bean rice tomorrow.
He Ma: "Got it. You have to go to school tomorrow, go to bed early."
"Oh." Chiyoko let go of the horse and pulled the distance a little further.
Hema turned around and said to Kenji Gumei who drove him back, "Mr. Gumei, thank you very much for sending me back."
"It's easy to do." Kenji Komi just waved his hand, and then his eyes fell on A Mao, "Ikeda-kun, how are you preparing for the exam?"
"It's okay. Even if I don't pass the exam this time, I will work and repeat my studies, and I will fight again next year." Shigeru Ikeda-Amao said loudly.
"Actually, you don't have to go to Tokyo University to become a lawyer," Kenji Komi said.
"No, I want to follow in Master's footsteps." Amao replied.
Kenji Gumei nodded: "Alright. Then work hard. In the future, you can come to my law firm for an internship after graduation."
Amao bowed to Kenji Komi: "Thank you very much!"
"You're welcome." Kenji Gumei got into the car, "Good night."
The car started, and the Kiryu brothers and sisters and Amao watched the car disappear into the distance together, and then walked towards their house.
He Ma asked, "Where is the egg?"
"Reading at the dojo. She seems to be waiting for you to come back." Chiyoko said.
"Okay, I'll go and have a good chat with her, and don't let anyone enter the dojo during the period." He Ma ordered, "Don't listen in either."
Chiyoko: "Is it too disrespectful to be in the dojo? The dojo has the nameplates of all the teachers in the Kiryu dojo from its establishment to the present!"
Kazuma flicked Chiyoko's forehead: "What are you thinking! We have very important things to talk about."
Chiyoko covered her forehead with an aggrieved face: "Brother, you have always been obsessed with sex, can you blame me for this?"
Amao replied: "I won't let anyone approach the dojo, or listen in. Leave it to me. I won't listen either."
And the horse nodded.
Then, in front of the main entrance of his house, he walked directly to the yard with the horse, and walked into the dojo.
Chiyoko and Amao entered the porch through the main entrance knowingly.
**
He Ma dragged his shoes on the steps on the edge side, and stepped on the edge side with his bare feet.
The door of the dojo to the courtyard was wide open, Jinguji Tamamo was sitting behind a square table temporarily placed in the center of the dojo, reading a book.
Behind her, the two knife holders look like two patron saints.
While Kazuma entered the dojo, Jinguji Tamamo raised his head and looked at Kazuma.
She closed the book, then took off her glasses and folded them over the cover.
Kazuma turned and closed the door leading to the yard, and then said to Jinguji Tamamo, "I have a lot to ask you, many, many."
"You have to understand," Jinguji Yuzao looked at Kazuma with clear and sincere eyes, "I can't tell you everything."
He Ma: "The mysterious side has some rules that must be followed, isn't it?"
"No." Jinguji Yuzao shook his head, "There is no mystery in the first place, and everything will eventually have a scientific explanation. We are just a transitional product when science cannot explain it for the time being."
Then Jinguji Yuzao glanced at the works of Cthulhu Mythology in front of him, and said: "For example, the outer gods in Cthulhu Mythology are actually stories caused by aliens and their super high technology. The level of technology…”
"It looks like magic." Kazuma uttered the second half of the famous saying of science fiction master Arthur Clarke.
Jinguji Tamamo laughed.
"That's it. Then, you can start asking."
He Ma: "Aren't you going to ask me to sit down first?"
"Ah, sorry. Sit down, then."
Jinguji Tamamo made a gesture of invitation.
Sitting down opposite her with Ma, after deliberating for a while, he decided to ease the overly serious atmosphere.
So he asked, "How much are you three-dimensional?"
Yuzao smiled and asked, "Do you want to confirm it yourself?"