I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

Chapter 331: Let's eat, pork chop rice

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On the other side of Huangjuan, everyone was already celebrating with each other.

"Teacher Kiryu is really amazing, he broke the opponent's defense so quickly!" Saburo Gusado sighed, "Teacher Kiryu has never experienced any of the steps in the general interrogation!"

In the CIA's interrogation manual, the process of a person's submission is divided into several stages. Gongans have basically received CIA training and have read this manual.

Kiryu and Ma skip all stages of the manual except for the initial stage of resistance, and fast-forward to the confession.

But there are still people who have doubts about this: "Shun Nishida, are you still in the process of pretending to confess?"

This is the link that usually goes through before the real confession. The interrogated person can't stand the torture and decides to make a false confession. At this time, irrefutable evidence must be used to finally kill the interrogated person's resistance.

Aramaki: "Don't worry, we just need to carefully verify what he said next, Tasaburo, you have a good memory, and always verify his words against the information in your memory."

"Understood." Tasaburo nodded.

Aramaki first discovered him because of his attention to detail and his ability to establish connections between various details, and the basis of this ability is a strong memory.

Araki is now very sure that Nishida Jun is the key to uncovering the enemy's welfare technology conspiracy, otherwise Shibao Tianjiu would not be so embarrassed after learning that Nishida Jun could not be rescued by normal legal means.

Araki will never forget that it was Kiryu Kazuma who brought Jun Nishida back to the center of everyone's field of vision. He was ignored by both the police and the gongan before.

Now it seems that this is the trick of welfare technology.

Kiryu and Ma directly saw through the enemy's layout and found the key points. What an amazing insight this is.

Aramaki's admiration for Kiryu and Ma is full. A person in his 30s admires a young man in his 20s. It is incredible in Japanese society where seniority is very important.

Aramaki also knew that he couldn't show this too much.

But this does not prevent him from often borrowing the wisdom of Kiryu and Ma in the future, after all, he has already called him Teacher Kiryu.

In Japan, the honorific title "teacher" carries a lot of weight.

Araki looked at the surveillance screen, waiting for Jun Nishida to continue revealing the inside story of welfare technology.

**

Nishida Shun looked at Kazuma coldly and calmly, and did not continue talking.

He Ma: "How did you kill him, can you add more details? The police officers over there must be very interested in this."

He said and pointed to the closed-circuit camera hanging in the corner of the interrogation room.

Nishida Shun glanced at the camera, made a V gesture, and then began to talk about how he coaxed Aichuan Xingzi to "celebrate this youth at the end"-in fact, it was a breakup cannon, and then he took a drink to create an atmosphere for Aichuan Xingzi. sleeping pills...

He Ma was speechless: "Sleeping pills? The autopsy did not find sleeping pills in Hechuan Xingzi's body."

Shun Nishida shrugged: "It's not a day or two for Japanese forensic waste, is it?"

A normal Japanese would probably retort a few words, but Kazuma is not a normal Japanese, he is a Chinese from the 21st century, living in an era when Japanese myths are shattered, and laughing at the spirit of craftsmanship with sand sculpture netizens when he has nothing to do.

So he readily agreed with Nishida Shun's statement.

Japanese forensic medicine is a dish.

The "interrogation" continued, and Nishida Jun then completed the remaining details.

He Ma directly asked the most critical question: "How did you know that there would be a series of refrigerator suicides in the future?"

"Faron Aikawa often tells a joke when he is preaching," Jun Nishida looked at Kazuma with a mysterious expression, "He said that when he wants to think, he likes to be in a cold place, and the cold helps to be active Thinking. So whenever he thinks the air conditioner isn’t cold enough, he’ll open the refrigerator door and get in.”

Hema frowned: "Based on this, you conclude that there will be continuous refrigerator suicides?"

"I don't judge by this, it's because there has been a refrigerator suicide case. It's just that the corpse was disposed of in advance." Xi Tianjun looked at Kazuma, "I was planning to contact the Zhenquan Association to dispose of the corpse, but it wasn't long after the call was made. , and you're here."

He Ma: "Zhenquanhui... Are those Koreans?"

"Who knows if they are Korean, anyway, they speak with Smecta." Nishida Shun shrugged, "If you hadn't run into me, the police probably wouldn't have launched a large-scale search operation, and it wouldn't have led to the Zhenquan Club. Temporarily avoiding the edge, we cannot deal with new corpses."

Hema knew that this person was talking about the second body found by the police.

"Didn't you already be caught by the police at that time?" He Ma asked in surprise, "The search should be over."

"However, the security of the entire area has been increased, and the Zhenquan Club is not sure whether the police are playing a long line to catch big fish. They will definitely wait and see."

He nodded with the horse.

It seems that Zhenquan has been dealing with those who committed suicide by entering the refrigerator. As a result, the police suddenly started a carpet search.

But this involves another question: "How will Zhenquan determine where there are new corpses? They can't always rush before others find the corpse, right?"

He Ma asked so.

Nishida Jun: "I don't know. Anyway, they can know. Maybe there is a transmitter in Fufu Technology's physical therapy device?"

Kazuma shook his head: "The transmitter has been discovered long ago. Araki and the others dismantled an unknown number of these physical therapy devices."

"Then I don't know, anyway, before the police start to move and they have to be cautious, they can always get to the scene before other people find the body in the refrigerator."

Talk to the horse.

This is one more unsolved mystery.

But since Nishida Jun doesn't know the answer to this mystery, let's skip it and ask the next question quickly.

"Why does Wellbeing Technology—no, why does Mr. Heisenberg prevent us from going to URB's karaoke room?"

It is not yet certain that Heisenberg has anything to do with welfare technology, so he and Ma Zhongzhong switched to a more rigorous term.

Shun Nishida shook his head: "I only have guesses on this, are you willing to listen to the guesses of an enemy known for acting and lying?"

He Ma: "I think your acting skills and lying skills are very average."

In an instant, Nishida Jun's expression became very subtle.

This guy is really serious about acting.

He Ma: "So, let's talk, I will judge the authenticity by myself."

Nishida Shun curled his lips: "I think URB's karaoke room is probably Heisenberg's factory, where he painted cod liver oil into blue pills."

"Wait for me!" He Ma interrupted Nishida Shun, "Are you serious? Is that really cod liver oil?"

"It's just my guess, but I have evidence to support this guess," Nishida Jun said, "The blue pill can't be bought home, it's all bought on the spot and eaten on the spot. After taking my star, I immediately kissed her , and ended up with the taste of cod liver oil."

Hema opened his mouth into an O shape, but he immediately noticed a question: "Wait a minute, haven't you taken that pill?"

"No, they won't sell it to me." Xi Tianshun shrugged, "Maybe because I never believed their propaganda. But I once pretended to believe it completely, but I don't know how they saw me through."

He licked his lips with the horse, and he understood a little bit.

Whether it's teaching, selling, or defrauding, they will use exaggerated and mindless propaganda to screen potential audiences.

In fact, this method is also widely used in advertising.

For example, He Ma saw a very bad advertisement for a painting class at Station B in his life. Even a layman with Ma knew that the picture in the advertisement was terrible.

But they bought an advertisement on the homepage of station B in a grand manner, because this picture can filter out people with aesthetics, and those who will apply for classes are those who have no aesthetic ability and want to learn, so it is easier to fool.

Before the interrogation of Nishida Shun, He Ma thought that there must be some mysterious force involved in this incident, and maybe there would be a big octopus to distribute candy. Now the more he interrogates, the more he feels that this is a cult. Relatively successful.

He Ma did not expect that the ridicule before was actually true.

"So, URB led the fans to catch me and bought time for them to withdraw the workshop. In fact, they were mainly worried about the fact that the blue pill was cod liver oil?"

Regarding the question with Ma, Nishida Shun shrugged: "I'm just guessing, maybe it's really a new type of anesthetic, it's just that Xingzi just ate cod liver oil on the day I kissed."

"Does she have the habit of taking cod liver oil?" He Ma asked again.

"No, but people occasionally try new things, isn't it said that cod liver oil can beautify the skin?" Nishida Shun spread his hands.

He Ma thought for a few seconds, and found another point that was not self-consistent: "If the blue pill is just cod liver oil, then how to explain the ghost symbols found at the scene of those suicides?"

The so-called passing through the narrow door may be the result of the brainwashing of the cult, but these ghost symbols cannot also be the result of brainwashing. It stands to reason that it should be the music score written on the stave book.

Nishida Jun looked at Kazuma and remained silent.

He Ma: "Speak."

"I don't know." Nishida Jun looked at Kazuma seriously, the entry above his head didn't glow, so he didn't use his superb acting skills now, "I don't know what it is."

He Ma: "It can't really be the music score bestowed by the god of music, mortals can't understand it?"

Nishida shun spread his hands.

And the horse sighed.

Many problems have been clarified, but the problems that have not been clarified have become more difficult to understand.

After thinking about it with Ma, he asked Xitian Shun some more detailed questions. Finally, he basically finished asking what he wanted to ask, so he asked a question that Xitian Shun could freely use: "What evidence do you have that can be directly given to Hechuan?" Is Fallon convicted?"

Nishida Jun's answer was also very straightforward: "Yes, he should have committed bigamy, but I'm not sure if the lawyer you hired can win Shibao Tahisa. After all, he was very careful not to leave any evidence."

Kazuma's first reaction was "Bigamy is also committed in Japan?", and his second reaction was "Should I get off the scriptures with this Aikawa Faraka?"

He Ma was dumbfounded: "Uh, isn't there any other crime?"

"Based on my legal knowledge, it should be gone." Shun Nishida shook his head, "I want to say for sure that no one hates Aichuan Falong more than me, and I continue to cooperate with him just because I want to complete my play. "

Reminded by Nishida Shun's words, Hema still had another question when he thought about it: "Faron Aikawa, why did you sponsor your drama?"

"He firmly believes that my drama has the ability to shape people's hearts." Nishida Jun is still as frank as before, "I just took it as a compliment from the sponsors. These sponsors, in order to highlight their own excellence, will do all kinds of Touting niche, experimental art."

He Ma Qianbai said: "But later you found out that Hechuan Falong might really think so?"

"Yeah, and gradually I began to think so myself, after all, I have seen how he manipulated those who came to listen to his speech, and I have also seen the madness of URB fans." Nishida Jun took a deep breath, "Now look back , the process of gradually changing my concept, I'm afraid I also fell into his way."

He Ma joked: "Then have you ever thought that if you become a true believer of Hechuan Falong, you will be able to follow Miss Hechuan Xingzi again?"

He Ma subconsciously used a two-dimensional vocabulary brought over from his previous life, and hurriedly corrected him: "I mean, we are in love with each other."

Nishida Shun looked up at the ceiling, as if imagining the scene depicted by Kazuma.

Then he raised his brows suddenly: "This is simply a drawing of hell. Is the love between two puppets who have lost their souls still called love?"

He Ma: "But then at least Hechuan Xingzi is still alive."

Nishida Jun's expression darkened.

And Ma does not sympathize with any murderer.

Nishida Shun: "I can't help it..."

"No." Hema scolded, "When criminals repent, they always say 'I can't help it', but in fact, even if most people in this world are betrayed by life, they live miserable lives. And keep the goodness in your heart.

"To sympathize with you, to forgive you, is to betray these people!"

"Huh, that's a beautiful word. But most of those who abide by kindness have no good results and can only die in depression. No one came to save them, and neither did you, hero-san!" Nishida Shun may also have been poked Rebellious, changed the attitude just now, and confronted each other.

He Ma: "It is wrong to expect a savior! Everyone is their own hero, and everyone should hold the throat of fate by themselves."

Nishida Shun looked at Kazuma: "Hmph, you put it so simply..."

"But I did it." He Ma responded calmly.

He did it, and on that rainy night, he strangled the throat of fate.

He made fate his slave.

The soul shaped by past experiences exudes a powerful aura, filling the entire space, He Ma guessed that the lone dragon entry above his head must be burning blazingly at this time.

Nishida Jun stared at Kazuma for a long time, and sighed heavily: "Maybe, I should blame fate for not meeting you earlier. I can understand why the detective who is much older than you calls you Kiryu Teacher."

Nishida paused for a moment, looked at Kazuma: "Let me tell you one more thing. I once saw by chance that Chai Sheng Tianjiu gave Qiu Dong, the president of the Zhenquan Association, a list, and from their Judging from the dialogue, Shibao Tahisa should give him a similar list every month."

He Ma: "The list? How are you sure it's the list?"

"I slept with Qiu Dongwan's woman, but the timing was unlucky that day, so I had to hide under the bed. Then I heard a little bit of their conversation, they themselves said, 'this month's list'."

He Ma looked at Nishida Shun: "Your experience is really amazing. Koreans are too careless."

"Let's say there's probably a list like this every month, so it's like a routine, and they're numb themselves. Don't you wonder what's on that list?"

After thinking about it with Ma, he made a bold guess: "Could it be... the name and address of the person who will commit suicide this month?"

"Maybe there is still a date to die. Who knows, maybe the suicide was the result of Aikawa Faron's psychological suggestion. If it is confirmed later that he can really do this kind of thing, I won't be surprised at all."

Hema gasped.

Unexpectedly, this interrogation, after being scientific for so long, began to have some fantasy flavors again.

No, maybe starting from the score of Guihuafu, you have entered the realm of the mysterious side.

Go back and ask the big fox.

He Ma breathed a sigh of relief, and after thinking about it, it seemed that there was really nothing to ask this time, so he pushed forward the pork chop rice that hadn't completely cooled down in front of him: "Are you hungry? You're here, Won't you take a bite?"

This is the special pork chop rice of the Metropolitan Police Department. After eating it, you will think of the taste of your hometown and your mother. The suspects in Japanese-style criminal police movies all say it is good, and the kind that burst into tears is good.

Xi Tianshun glanced at the pork chop rice, and picked up the chopsticks directly: "You are right, eat some. After all, I may die soon, and it is better to be a hungry ghost than a hungry ghost."

Hema frowned: "What do you mean? You want to commit suicide too? Like URB's lead singer?"

Nishida took two mouthfuls of rice, then picked up a piece of pork chop and took a bite. While chewing, he said, "I won't commit suicide. But there is a strange rumor in Fufu Technology that anyone who betrays Mr. Aikawa Fallon will disappear."

He Ma: "You are in the police station, you are very safe, even Hechuan Falong can't storm the police station."

"Yeah, so I can still eat now." Xi Tianshun ate the pork chop rice with big mouthfuls, "Well, it's delicious. It tastes like my hometown and my mother."

-real or fake

Now He Ma also suddenly became curious about this pork chop rice and wanted to order a portion.

I don't know if he will see the motherland that has been parted for a year.

**

Xing Jishang came to the same park again and sat on the same bench.

But the person who came to join him was not the same.

Of course, special effects makeup may also be used.

"The latest instruction." The man said directly, "Activate it for your soldiers."

"What?" Xing Jishang almost violated the rules and turned to look at the connector.

Start the fighters, this is not a joke, once this kind of destruction machine is started, it will make a big noise.

"The target is the Kandagawa Police Station." The contact person continued.

It is also very rare to give orders verbally like this. Usually, the orders are written on paper with a misplaced password, clipped into a book, and then put the book in a public storage box somewhere.

It seems that the order this time was issued very urgently.

In this case, as a competent spy, Xing Jishang should confirm it.

"I want a confirmation code." Xing Jishang said.

The other party directly took out a radio from his pocket, put it between the two of them, and pressed the switch.

The radio has been tuned to the channel, just in time to receive the broadcast from the radio station in Vladivostok.

Pushkin's poems were being read on the radio.

The way of thinking is a bit special.

Each agent has an emergency confirmation code that can only be used once, known only to himself and the big shots in Moscow.

Even the announcer in Vladivostok didn't know why he played this. He just got a tape and played it at the specified time according to the instructions.

Of course, the person who brought the radio did not know which part of Pushkin's poem was the code.

Xing Jishang sighed.

This password was used up, and until he returned to the Secret Service Center to report on his duties, no new passwords would be assigned to him, which meant that during this period, the KGB tacitly assumed that his agent had been lost.

Even if he returns to Lubyanka, he will have to undergo more than three months of observation and re-education before he can start performing tasks again.

The connector took back the radio.

It stands to reason that after the connector completes this task, he will also temporarily enter the abandoned state, and he will continue to live in his current identity until he is caught by the CIA or summoned by the motherland again.

It stands to reason that after such a task is issued, the connector should leave without saying anything.

In this way, he can protect himself to the greatest extent.

But the connector spoke again: "You seem to have a lot of doubts."

Xing Jishang frowned, and couldn't help but glance at the connector.

This contact person is either very funny, or is of a very high level, will not be abandoned, and has a lot of discretionary power.

Now that the other party wanted to signal that he could ask, Xing Ji asked bluntly: "Why did you make such a big fight, the police station, that is."

"Did you know that we have been using airborne assault tactics against the guerrillas in Afghanistan?" the contact asked.

"I know."

The Soviet Air Assault Force used Mi 24 Hind helicopters to fight against Afghan guerrillas in the mountains.

The Mi-24 is an armed helicopter that can carry infantry. In combat, the infantry can be placed on the top of the hill to occupy the commanding heights, and then use fierce firepower for close support.

This tactic was very successful and caused huge casualties to the Afghan guerrillas.

The contact person said: "Last month, we lost four Mi-24 Hinds and nearly a hundred people were killed. After investigating the wreckage, it was found that the Afghans were using Stinger shoulder-fired anti-aircraft missiles provided by the Americans. So we have to fight back. "

Xing Jishang asked in surprise: "And then attacked the Japanese police station?"

"This is part of a worldwide counterattack plan. The original plan was to have your fighters disguised as the Communist Party and attack the US embassy. I changed the target with my authority to help our facilitators Solve a small problem." The connector said, "Don't worry, the effect is almost the same, remember to ask your soldiers to bring all the tokens before departure."

Xing Jishang was speechless: "I see. What should I do after the mission starts? Provide backup? Or just hide like this?"

"If you can, take back the fighters. If you can't, forget it." After speaking, the connector stood up and put on his hat. "I wish you good luck—no, in Japan it should be said to be prosperous."