Kazuma finished his meditation temporarily, opened his eyes to look at the roof of the ambulance, and listened to the sound of the engine.
It seemed to be raining again outside, but the rain was indistinct over the sound of the engine.
- new name...
He and the horse thought for a while, then smiled.
—The name seems to be good.
When Bai Feng wakes up tomorrow, tell her as soon as possible.
After making a decision, Kazuma went into meditation again to confirm that his level had improved.
This time, Beichen's one-sword style has been improved by one and a half levels. It seems that as long as he works harder, he can get the next skill of Beichen's one-sword style.
According to Hema's previous analysis, the level of the kendo genre must be increased by practicing against swordsmen, but this time, among the enemies, only Baifeng has the level of kendo and uses the sword as the main weapon.
Looks like she's a pretty good beanbag.
The value of simply being a sandbag is even higher than the feeling of being ordinary.
While thinking this way, the wound on Hema's body began to ache.
The pain made Kazuma really feel that the guy really fought with the consciousness of killing himself.
It's so strange, the battle is obviously a battle of death, but it feels completely inferior to the subsequent battle with the "Yamada Winter Soldier" who fell from the sky.
Hema glanced at his actual combat level again, and found that he was already 28, so he jumped a lot and went straight to 30.
After breaking through 30 actual combat, I don't know if I can jump from a helicopter without breaking my leg.
The scene where Yamada got off the helicopter just now is really cool when you think about it carefully. Sure enough, the hero should appear in this way.
What is more surprising is that Hema's street fighting level has not increased. Originally, he thought that he should have increased a lot of levels after fighting Xuezi, a street brawler at level 28, which would greatly improve the efficiency of the use of furniture.
But after thinking about it, I beat the couple mainly by relying on the advantage of the venue and sword skills. I basically didn't use it in street fights.
In this way, it is reasonable to see that street fights have not increased.
On the contrary, it is probably because of the comedy effect of sliding and hitting the threshold later, it got the inexplicable comedy fighting entry.
He Ma showed a dumbfounding expression during his meditation, which made the male nurse standing beside him full of doubts.
After confirming that the rest of the levels did not change much, Kazuma ended his meditation.
At this time, fatigue hit.
It was only then that he remembered that he hadn't slept since he was woken up by Beichuan Saori at around one o'clock this morning.
Not only that, he also walked a long way on foot first, and then rode back to Tokyo to break through the White Summit in one go, and finally had a life-and-death fight with "Yamada Winter Soldier".
It's a miracle that he didn't die from exhaustion.
Now Hema still has wounds on his body, his stomach was cut by Bai Feng, and his shoulder was shot by "Yamada Winter Soldier".
—Damn it, why is it the left shoulder again.
No, it's not important, what's important is that it's time for a good night's sleep.
He fell asleep as soon as he told the horse, and he was absolutely unequivocal. Even the bumps in the hospital and transfer to the ward couldn't wake him up from his sleep.
**
Detective Shiratori and his partner Takayama finally entered the private territory of Shiratori—along with the Tokyo Fire Department.
"This is really terrible." Shiratori stood in front of the still burning house, looking at the wreckage of the Cobra gunship in the fire, "I want to know how this plane fell down now."
Detective Takayama shrugged: "It can't be Kiryu-kun chopping it down with a knife."
"Idiot, how could such a thing happen, unless he can use sword energy. But how the plane fell is really strange. Could it be that the person who stole the plane jumped out of the cabin by himself?"
"Senior Shiratori, helicopters don't have ejection seats."
"There's none?"
"No, the Soviet Union seems to be doing it, but the rotor needs to be blown up first and then ejected." The Gaoshan detective suddenly realized that this kind of scene is not suitable for the Soviet Union. After all, he doesn't know if CIA spies are lurking around.
He cleared his throat and put on a serious expression.
Shiratori glanced at him and scratched his head: "Anyway, let's think it was a mechanical failure that caused the plane to crash. After the crash, we still heard gunshots outside. It should be Kiryu-kun who fought again. Let's see if we can To know which corpse died first and which died last..."
Shiratori stopped and looked at a lady who was being supported by her.
He remembered that this should be Yukiko, the wife of Shinsaku Sakata, the head of Baifeng's younger brother.
Then he remembered that Kiryu and Ma had said that Sakata Shinsaku, a legally non-existent person who resembled Shiramine Sogo, ordered him to be killed.
Shiratori didn't know what happened in the middle, but he believed what Kazuma said.
So he said to Yukiko: "Kunsheng Kiryu said that he has avenged Sakata-san."
Xuezi nodded, and then glanced at the corner of the devastated courtyard: "I guess the one lying there with his head separated is the one who killed my husband."
Shiratori turned his head and glanced—he had just entered the scene, and he didn't know where the body of the legally non-existent person who resembled Sogo Shiramine was.
Then, relying on his memory of the figures of all the cadres of the Kanto United, he judged that the shriveled body lying there was Baifeng Sogo.
"It should be." Shiratori detective turned his gaze to Xuezi again, "So what's going on here? President Baifeng assassinated his son?"
"Changsang has always had the idea of defeating the superior." Xuezi shrugged, "I wouldn't be surprised if the president strikes first. But this time, there are too many details that I don't know, and I also find it strange in many places. I'm afraid we will have to use spiritism to capture the soul of that dead guy over there and torture him to find out what he's planning."
"Hmph, spiritism, isn't that kind of so-called psychic tricks to fool people with their acting skills?" Shiratori shook his head, "But I'm sure of one thing: If you really raid the Fushou Gang, you will probably go No return. Although Kiryu-kun has been dismantled all the way in, at least most of them are still alive. I'm sorry about your husband."
Xuezi had a sad expression on his face for a moment.
But she immediately put on a straight face, and said seriously to the White Bird detective: "No matter what, Baifeng has already existed in name only. Next, other organizations of the Kanto United will rush up like jackals to carve up everything in Baifeng. land will be lost."
Shiratori smiled: "You should worry more about yourself, elder sister. Of course someone from your family will rescue her, just like today."
Xuezi stared at Shiratori for a long time before saying, "Then, Mr. Interpol, please thank that kind person for me."
"You have to say something like this to be sincere."
Yukiko didn't answer, but turned to look at Shinsaku Sakata, who was being put into a body bag by a technician from the forensics department, and said, "I really hope that the wolves of the Kanto United will move slower, at least until I finish my husband's funeral."
Shiratori Akira also turned his head to look at the technicians, brought the cigarette to his mouth, took a big puff, and said nothing.