The preparations for the next barbecue were quickly completed.
Hema never imagined that there is a barbecue grill in the warehouse of his house. Although it is very old, as long as the family BBQ can be used, it is fine.
As a wounded horse, you don't need to participate in any preparations, just sit on the edge of the edge and watch the scenery.
He Ma just sat there watching Amao and the others start the fire and tinker with the barbecue grill, and He Ma suddenly remembered the food stalls on the roadside on the way to school when he was a child in his previous life.
Those who sell mutton skewers are usually bearded uncles, and they yell like Chen Peisi on the Spring Festival Gala: Mutton skewers in Urumqi~
He Ma cut off the memory and looked at the old cherry tree that had no flowers.
At this time, the sound of a guitar suddenly sounded in my ears.
Kazuma turned his head and saw that Kitagawa Saori was sitting not far from him, plucking the strings.
He Ma: "You should also prepare! Do you want to sit back and enjoy the benefits?"
Kitagawa Saori: "Yes!"
Faced with this confident answer, Kazuma was speechless for a while.
Jinshan Pingta, who was helping to start the fire, said: "It's not bad to listen to music while working, let Miss Baifeng... Oh no, at this time, I have already called you Sayaka Kitagawa..."
"Sasuri!"
"It's almost the same." Jinshan Pingta said while holding the round fan in his hand and kept fanning the charcoal fire.
Smoke from the kindling logs billowed up.
Suddenly the wind turned to one side, and the smoke rushed towards Jinshan Pingta's face.
Jinshan Pingta, the leader of the Jinshan Group of the Kanto United Three Generations Organization, coughed violently.
Beichuan Saori looked at him with a speechless expression: "You are also a team leader after all. Now that your appearance is seen by the team members, I'm afraid it will make them feel betrayed."
Jin Shanping said with a smile: "That's the trouble of the big group that has been promoted to the direct line of the Kanto United. Our three-generation organization, in addition to being majestic to collect debts and rent, also has to help street visits deliver gas. Save the cat, and sometimes repair the sewer.”
"So miserable?" Kitagawa Saori was shocked.
"It's like this no longer selling narcotics. When I helped Sumitomo Construction to drive people away, the income was very good. But because some people resisted with all their strength, all the business in this area can't continue. Sumitomo Construction can only buy land at the market price. .”
He raised his eyebrows with the horse—my resistance still has this effect? The nearby residents have sold their land at a reasonable price
Beichuan Saori didn't pay attention to Kazuma's expression at all, she asked about something she was interested in: "Why did the Kazama family quit the anesthetic business, what my father and grandfather think about day and night is to rush in and get a share. "
Jinshan Pingta's expression became serious, he looked up at Saori Kitagawa, and said, "Miss Kitagawa will understand those addicts, if there is only one thing in this world that is pure evil, it must be Drug business.
"Although I don't expect to be reborn in bliss after becoming a yakuza, at least I personally hope that I can find a little easier job in Abi Hell."
Hema looked at Jinshan Pingtai, and suddenly said: "Jinshan, even if you say this here, I will mercilessly send you to prison in the future."
"Ah, I know, I'm waiting for this day. Rather, I'm waiting for you to wipe out the Kanto United—no, the dark side of Tokyo. If you can."
Beichuan Saori looked at Kazuma and asked, "What about me? I am the young master of Baifeng."
"Tell me what bad things you have done first." He Ma said.
Beichuan Saori thought for a while, and said, "Is it a bad thing to help Ruozhong, who has hacked and wounded dozens of hostile groups at home?"
"No, I've cut it too." He Ma replied without thinking.
Kitagawa Saori said with a little surprise: "You actually gave me a verdict without hesitation, shouldn't this be something judges do? Shouldn't a hero of justice abide by procedural justice?"
He Ma was at a loss for words for a while, and he thought for a while before answering: "Then you shouldn't ask me this question, you should wait until the future when I bring you to court, and then let the judge answer."
"Hey, how heartless, you caught the beautiful girl, and you just want to send her to court." Saori Beichuan teased, "Could you be a..."
"Are you two hungry?" Jinguji Yuzao appeared between the two of them, and put a plate of snacks between the two of them, "It will take some time before we can eat the barbecue. If you are hungry, eat some pastries first." Pad your stomach."
Kitagawa Saori glanced at the exquisite pastries on the plate, cheered "Yeah" and grabbed a piece and threw it into his mouth.
After swallowing the pastry, she stuck out her tongue to clean up the sugar and cream on her fingers before continuing to play with the guitar in her hand.
It was as if the topic just now had never happened.
After Jinguji Tamamo put down the cakes, she went back to do her work.
Kitagawa Saori plucked the strings and played uncomplicated chords. Kazuma thought she was going to sing, but she just focused on playing.
Kazuma looked around the entire yard again, and then saw Huashan Zhaozheng standing beside the courtyard wall, stretching his neck eagerly, as if waiting for someone.
He Ma: "Huashan! You're playing fish and fish in a fair way!"
Hua Shan turned around sharply, and hurriedly explained: "No, I was helping out just now, but now I feel that the wine and takeaway I ordered should arrive, so come and wait."
"Takeaway?" Hema frowned. Hema traveled so long, he only ordered takeout once last year when Chiyoko was sick. The ramen he ordered was expensive.
Huashan replied: "Yes. The izakaya I often go to is called Yunxianju. Recently, their business has been affected by the previous incident, so I ordered a takeaway from them to help out."
As soon as Kazuma heard about Yunxianju, he remembered: When he was fighting against URB fans with Beichuan Saori, he rode a Harley motorcycle and picked up Yunxianju's warm curtain stick, and used it as a lance.
After the incident was over, He Ma Ben thought about apologizing. After all, the noren curtains are the facade of the store, and the noren curtains of many stores have been used for a long time.
But after so many bad things happened, it didn't work out.
This time Huashan ordered takeaway, and he happened to apologize to the people in Yunxianju—no, the takeaways are usually small workers in the store or something, so you have to tell the owner of the apology.
He Mazheng was thinking about it, and Huashan shouted: "Here we come! It was the old mother Sang who delivered the things in person. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."
When He Ma heard this, he thought it was just right, so he stood up and planned to greet him in person.
After all, I took other people's warm curtains without their consent before, and it was my own fault. At this time, I greet you and apologize at the same time, which is reasonable and reasonable.
Kitagawa Saori watched He Ma stand up, and wanted to put down the guitar to help him, and waved to He Ma: "Who do you look down on, you see, I can walk like flying now."
After all, he walked like flying with the horse.
In fact, the place where the gun hits you will still hurt when you are walking like flying, but it should be harmless.
He Ma came to the fence, just in time to see a TOYOTA pickup parked in front of his house, a young and energetic old lady was sitting in the pickup truck, holding a big box in her arms.
After the pickup truck came to a complete stop, the old lady carried the box in her arms to her shoulders, then picked up the bucket at her feet and stood up.
Hua Shan hurried forward: "Give me the things first!"
"Be careful, it's heavy." The old lady put down the bucket and handed the box on her shoulder to Huashan.
Hua Shan almost dropped the box on the ground when he took it, and managed to hold it up.
"Young man, you have been exercising less." The old lady picked up the bucket she had just put down, and He Ma heard the sound of glass colliding, blindly guessing that the bucket contained ice cubes and wine.
The little old lady got out of the car in a hurry, and then patted the car door: "Okay, thank you for driving me here!"
The uncle who was driving stretched out his hand out of the window and gave a thumbs up, and responded: "You're welcome, then I'll go first, old mother Guan Gen."
Hua Shan asked: "Is this your son?"
"Do you think we are similar? Don't be silly, this is the owner of the electrical store on the same street. They have no business there, so they closed a little earlier and drove me here. Really, what are these rock fans doing? Bombing the police station directly made life difficult for the neighbors."
The old lady surnamed Guan Gen complained to himself.
At this time, she finally noticed Kazuma who was watching the excitement, and then showed a surprised expression.
"Oh." The old lady ran to Kazuma with a barrel of wine, and walked half a circle around him, "Oh, he really is a young hero like Nabenosuke."
As the old Taiko determined to pass on the player, Kazuma took a few seconds to remember who Nabenosuke was.
Tadakatsu Honda, nicknamed Nabenosuke.
The moment he remembered it, he confirmed the top of the little old woman's head again with the horse.
Nothing at all.
But there is no entry for Tamamo Jinguji either.
At this time, the little old lady complained again: "Oh, I knew I would have brought more wine, how can this be enough to drink, the young hero must also have a lot of alcohol."
He Ma: "Well, old...Mom, I borrowed the noren curtain from your house before, and it was really forced by the situation."
"It's okay, it's okay. My warm curtain is just a broken bamboo. It's just a relic left by the old man, so I keep it as a treasure. It's okay, it's okay, it's okay if it's broken!"
For a while, He Ma couldn't tell whether the old lady was being eccentric or really open-minded. It should... be eccentric, right
At this time, the door of the dojo opened.
Jinguji Yuzao walked out the door with a smile: "Ah, I heard a strange voice and came out to take a look. I didn't expect it to be such a lovely old lady."
Kazuma glanced at Tamamo suspiciously, Japan has a very strict seniority ranking, and it is impolite to call the elders cute.
Then He Ma heard the old lady gasp.
"TATATA..." The old lady kept pronouncing the same single sound as if she was stuttering.
Tamamo: "Tamamo, Jinguji Tamamo."
"Ah, so it's the lady of the Jinguji family!" The old lady came back to her senses, and her speech immediately became fluent, "You and Lingtang look exactly the same! I thought my wife came back from the dead!"
Jinguji Yuzao smiled and said: "Unfortunately, no. But I will try my best to be a woman like my mother and support the Jinguji family. Old man, are you my mother's old acquaintance?"
At this time, He Ma fully understood that the old lady was probably not a human being, and as for Yuzao's mother, there was a high probability that it was all nonsense, and she told Huashan, the only ordinary person at the scene.
As for whether the two knew each other before—he Ma guessed that they probably knew each other, otherwise the old lady wouldn't be scared like that.
The old lady replied to Yuzao: "I have met my wife a few times, but we don't have a deep friendship. My wife is a gentle person. Even if I don't have much friendship, I can feel her tenderness. When I heard that she had an accident, I am very depressed."
He Ma looked at the old lady and didn't see any flaws at all.
"That's it. Let's talk about my mother tonight. I hope you can tell me more." Yuzao said in a sincere tone.
"No, no, no! I remembered that I have something to do tonight, so I'll be leaving first..." the old lady said as she put the barrel of wine on the ground, and was about to turn around.
Huashan: "The car from the electrical shop has already left. The area around here has been remodeled. The station has been demolished. It's a long way to take the bus. Are you okay?"
The old lady was stunned.
At this time, Yuzao had already arrived behind her, and Yuzao bent down and picked up the bucket of wine on the ground, and put his mouth next to the old lady's ear and whispered: "I also want to ask about getting old by the way."
The old lady turned her head suspiciously, glanced at Yuzao, and asked in a low voice, "You started too?"
Yuzao just smiled, straightened up and glanced at Kazuma, then walked back to the entrance.
The old lady who was left in place looked at Kazuma, and suddenly had an expression of "Oh, I understand", then quickly followed Yuzao's footsteps, and entered the house.
Hua Shan was relieved at this moment, he was just holding on with a sullen face, it seems that the box is really heavy.
Now he finally saw hope that he could put the box down.
**
An hour later, all the guests of honor at the Kiryu Dojo gathered under the no-flowers cherry tree in the backyard.
The members of the Kendo Club of the University of Tokyo probably got the news from Senior Sister Takamizawa, and they all came over.
Chiyoko blocked the courtyard door and asked each of them to put together the money for the barbecue before letting them in.
The eldest Shiratori Akira led everyone to toast Kazuma: "To celebrate the return of the helm of the Kiryu Dojo! Cheers!"
And the horse raised the juice and shouted with everyone: "Cheers!"
To be honest, I still feel a little uncomfortable not being able to drink at this time, and when I think about it carefully, I am already a macho man who has killed people, but I still have to abide by the law and not drink, I always feel that there is something wrong.
But not drinking is probably good news for the stomach that has just suffered a heavy blow.
After drinking for three rounds, Akira Hanayama, who was obviously drunk, stood up and shouted: "Meiji University, Akira Hanayama! Now, it's time to compose a haiku!"
Everyone booed together.
Huashan brewed for a while, and shouted: "Meiyu!"
He stopped and looked up at the sky.
Today the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and there is no rain at all.
The first sentence of the haiku should use the scenery with seasonal characteristics to express the season.
Mei Yu is clearly out.
Huashan took another sip of wine, and then tried again: "Ban Sakura..."
Everyone looked at the old cherry tree without a single flower.
Hua Chengwu, who just came back from school, booed loudly: "Can Meiji University do it!"
The younger senior sister Gan Zhongmeiyu was obviously drunk too, jumped up and stepped on the table, and then shouted: "That's right! You are from Meiji University, can you do it! Is this the same as our Dongda University and called the Empire Double Wall?"
He Ma yelled at the younger sister: "Sister, the empire is over! There is no ashes left!"
"Ah, yes, mine!" Meiyu Gan patted her chest, "I'll punish myself with a drink."
Then Meiyu Ganzhong just grabbed a cup of Gudu Gudu and drank it all.
Kazuma couldn't help sighing: This Aomori is also in the northeast of Tokyo, and the old women in the northeast are really fierce.
After the senior sister finished drinking, she picked up another big glass, raised it high and shouted: "To General Li Mei who burned the rotten empire!"
Hema was taken aback, but on second thought, this is a student of the University of Tokyo. Ten years ago, they were still holding high the red flag to let Japan take a path that had never been imagined.
So he raised his (orange juice) glass and shouted, "To Spruance!"
The atmosphere suddenly became more enthusiastic.
At this time, Shiratori Kenji also toasted and shouted: "To MacArthur!"
Everyone fell silent at once, and looked at Kenji Shiratori in unison.
Kazuma couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing: "What do you respect him, Christmas offensive?"
Most of the students present here are academic masters, so they all know the stalk of the Christmas offensive, so they laughed together at the moment.
At this moment, He Ma suddenly understood that this is a kind of international prestige! It is prestige to be able to turn MacArthur, the Japanese overlord, into an object that the Japanese would laugh at!
In a joyous atmosphere, the barbecue banquet continued.
In the dead of night, the tired young people lay down on the ground, while the rosy-faced middle-aged people got up and said goodbye to Kazuma.
"I'm going back to the office in the group." Heita Jinshan said this, and then took out his coat from under the body of Huashan who was sleeping on the ground, and held it in his hand, "Let's go. I feel that there will be a period of unrest in the future. I am afraid that many people will die in the battle with the Fushou Gang of the Zhenquan Association. If I can't come back, I apologize in advance, and I can't be a stepping stone for your promotion."
After finishing speaking, Jinshan Pingtai turned and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.
Detective Shiratori and his eldest son, who was still awake, set up Kenji Shiratori who was unconscious, nodded to Kazuma and turned to leave.
Hanaba Takashi and his partner Wakamiya Daisuke followed Shiratori and his son, and Hanaba Takashi winked at Kazuma.
After seeing the others off with Ma Mu, he glanced at the yard and found that he didn't see the old lady Yunxianju.
She should have been drinking with the crowd just now.
So Hema turned his gaze to Jinguji Yuzao, who was covering the fallen person with a towel, and asked loudly, "Has the mother-in-law of Yunxianju gone back?"
"Yes, a pickup came to pick her up after ten o'clock." Yuzao replied.
And the horse shrugged.
I don't know what Yuzao and the mother-in-law—it seems to be called Granny Sekine—talked about, and how the conversation went.
He Ma picked up the orange juice that he hadn't finished drinking, and took a big gulp.
Tamamo: "I just asked Grandma Sekine a lot about parenting."
He Ma took a sip of orange juice and sprayed it two meters away.
People who practice martial arts have a large lung capacity.
Tamamo giggled.
At this time, Saori Kitagawa played her beloved guitar and sang softly.
He Ma: "The song I sent you?"
"Yeah, can't you?" Beichuan Saori replied angrily, then continued playing and singing, looking up at the bright moon while singing.
Kazuma suddenly thought, at this time, he said that the moonlight is so beautiful, and he wondered how Kitagawa Saori would react.
So he said: "The moonlight is so beautiful."
As soon as the words fell, a string of Kitagawa Saori's guitar suddenly snapped.
"What are you talking about!" Beichuan glared at Kazuma.
He Ma pointed to the moon: "Isn't the moon beautiful?"
"Yes, yes, beautiful, beautiful!"
"What do you think I'm talking about?"
"Ask Natsume Soseki yourself!"
"He's dead!"
"Then go down and ask! Aren't you a hero? Go to the underworld like Monkey King and find someone to ask!"
Shrugging with the horse, he found that Jinguji was looking at this side, so he spread his arms.
Kitagawa Saori played the guitar again, and this time she was not singing the song He Ma gave her, but the song was also familiar to Ma.
She sang "Straw Hat Song", the theme song of the movie "The Witness".
He Ma: "This song isn't rock and roll at all, is it?"
Sayori Kitagawa rolled her eyes and switched to "Hotel California" by the Eagles.
He Ma looked at the courtyard full of college students who were staggering after drinking, and thought that the lyrics of this song really fit the occasion.
This day ended with Kitagawa Saori's guitar and singing.
**
Early the next morning, He Ma woke up from his dream.
He had just dreamed of the Santu River and the sea of Bana flowers in full bloom.
Faceless figures stood in a row in the sea of flowers, looking at Kazuma silently.
Sit up with the horse and press the forehead.
When he regained consciousness a little, he touched the healed wound on his waist.
The pain has been greatly reduced, and there is not even much feeling when pressing lightly.
Jinguji has submitted an application for extended sick leave to the school and it has been approved, so Kazuma does not need to rush to class and can continue to "recuperate at home".
Jinguji said that as long as you remember to hand in the reports, you won't lose too many credits.
But today, Hema does not intend to continue to nurse at home.
If I stay at home and do nothing, how can I be worthy of those dead souls, how can I be worthy of the gratitude from those family members to me.
Hema got out of bed energetically, put on his clothes in twos and twos, and went to wash up.
He had just washed up and went to the restaurant to drink barley tea to refresh himself when he heard the ringing of a bicycle outside the house.
He stretched his head to look at the entrance, just in time to see Ah Mao open the door and come in.
Amao didn't go to the dojo, probably because the dojo is closed now.
He Ma: "Amao, did you just finish your part-time job?"
"Yes, the papers have just been delivered. I brought in today's morning paper, Master."
"Leave it at the door." He Ma said, looking at the watch in the restaurant, and after confirming that there was still time before A Mao went to school, he said to A Mao, "Go and buy a map of Tokyo now. I want the water system to be drawn clearly kind of."
"I understand, is the one you can buy in convenience stores okay?" A Mao confirmed.
He Ma: "That's fine."
At this point in time, convenience stores are an advanced thing. They can sell everything and pay utility bills, which is a symbol of modern life.
Amao turned around and went out again.
Chiyoko, who was making breakfast, asked, "Brother, what are you going out to investigate again?"
"... Investigate something you care about." He Ma could only answer in this way.
After all, according to the official release of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, the prisoner who caused the explosion has been killed.
And according to common sense, this person should also be dead. Even if he had a bulletproof vest on his body, the shots on his body were ineffective, and the gunshot wound and knife wound on his shoulder would not allow him to survive in the water.
Body armor itself is also a killer move. In this era, Kevlar has not been popularized, and body armor is all inserted with steel plates.
In addition, when he fell into the water, there were police patrol boats and helicopters on the river, and both sides of the river were blocked by the police, so he could only dive.
No one thought it was possible for the man to survive after falling into the water.
Apart from hallucinations and dreams, He Ma has no evidence to prove that the man is still alive.
So Kazuma can only investigate by himself.
This development is really a bit like "Police Story". The super police cannot borrow official power for various reasons and can only investigate alone.
It couldn't be more classic.
Chiyoko glanced at Kazuma, and seemed to understand something from Kazuma's serious expression, so she sighed: "Remember to come back with hands and feet intact."
"Don't worry, even if I become a ghost, I will find my way home." He Ma joked.
Chiyoko: "I'll hit you! Don't say such unlucky things!"
He Ma laughed, and then changed the subject naturally: "The breakfast you prepared today is a bit big."
"Nonsense, so many seniors from Dongda University are asleep on the second floor, of course they have to prepare their breakfast."
"You are so kind today? What about the meal expenses?" He Ma asked in surprise.
"First of all, I have always been very kind. Secondly, I charged them a lot of money for the barbecue yesterday, but in fact we didn't pay much for the barbecue. The charcoal was saved in winter. Only some of the meat and vegetables were bought by ourselves, and the rest were Sister Ganzhong and the old woman from Yunxianju brought them here."
He Ma: "So you decided to cook breakfast for everyone to make yourself feel more at ease when counting money?"
"Yes." Chiyoko said.
Kazuma looked his sister Chiyoko up and down again.
Good fellow, at such a young age, she has mastered the knack of capitalists appeasing workers!
Chiyoko put a breakfast in front of Kazuma: "If you are in a hurry to go out in the morning, you can eat first."
Hema looked at the well-fried candy eggs and the toasted slices of bread, and was about to open the door when the bicycle bell rang.
Then Ah Mao opened the door and rushed in with a map.
"The map is back."
He Ma: "Bring it here and put it on the table."
Amao quickly changed his shoes and ran over, spreading the map on the table.
Hema picked up a piece of bread without any sauce, and looked at the map while eating.
"Yesterday... no, 20 days ago, on this bridge, the target jumped into the water." He Ma quickly found the bridge he was looking for, and then moved his fingers down the river across the bridge.
Amao asked suspiciously: "Master, what are you looking for?"
"In a state of high alert by the police," He Ma explained while eating bread, "if the other party is alive and has not been discovered by the police, there is only one possibility. That is, there is his hiding place by the river. He can hide immediately after he lands. That's the most reasonable guess."
Amao was shocked: "Do you think the prisoner is not dead?"
He Ma shook his head: "No, I'm just in case. After all, the police haven't recovered the body yet."
Hema's finger has reached Tokyo Bay at this time.
He was speechless: "Tokyo Bay... It seems that I have to get a hydrographic atlas of Tokyo Bay."
"I'll get it right away!" Amao turned to leave, and Hema caught him.
"Are you stupid? You have to go to the library or archives. These places are open, and you are in class. Let me go to school. Lend me the bicycle." He Ma said.