When Mikako heard this, she said excitedly, "Look, the perpetrator will definitely return to the scene of the crime! This is a murder! Ouch! Kazuma, why are you hitting me on the forehead?"
Hema withdrew his hand that flicked his forehead: "Don't talk nonsense, it's normal to come back to mourn your dead companions."
After speaking, he turned to the entrance of the bathing pool: "Let them live in if there are still vacant rooms in the hotel, but tell them not to interfere with our activities, especially tell them that the mixed bathing pool is reserved now."
"Understood, thank you very much."
"You're welcome, remember to deduct the share of these college students when you calculate the money for Sony Music."
Although the money spent by Sony Music has nothing to do with He Ma, after all, he would invite He Ma for a vacation. If they hadn't paid for it, He Ma would know when he would be able to afford to live in this kind of hotel and soak in this kind of hot spring.
It's not a problem to eat others' mouths, take others' hands short, and help to say a few words.
Ms. Pushima responded outside the door: "Understood, these are related to the goodwill of our hotel, and I will take care of them. Then I won't disturb your continued enjoyment."
After the words fell, Yuzao said, "The female general stood up and left."
As expected of a monster with four-channel ears, you can hear everything.
Honami: "Why don't we go over to say hello to these people from Meiji University later? Let's find out their reality."
"Do you also regard him as a murderer?" He Ma shook his head, "But I'm also a little curious about what happened last year, so I'll check it out later."
Mikako: "Are you going to use torture to extract a confession? You really have it, bad detective!"
"Who is a bad criminal! And now that the interrogation room is monitored, the lawyer who beats up the suspect will wear shoes."
He Ma shook his head: "Let's stop talking about this, let's talk about something else, who will start?"
Nichinan Rina immediately raised his right hand like answering questions in class: "I'll do it! Sister Mikako, is your hair highlighted red?"
Mikako proudly picked out the strand of red in her hair: "Oh, did you find it? I thought it was well hidden and no one would see it! But I still hope that He Ma will be the first to find it."
He Ma: "Shouldn't monkeys have red hair all over their bodies?"
"Even I would be angry!" Mikako yelled in a completely lifeless tone.
Rinan Hina turned his gaze to the person on the other side of the horse: "Honami should practice martial arts very diligently, how did you make your abdominal muscles less conspicuous?"
Kazuma turned to look at Honami, but he was also a little curious.
It doesn't matter if Mikako knows how to catch fish in this kind of practice, Honami should have been practicing kendo very hard, and her muscle strength should be quite good.
Honami: "The key is to control your diet, my nutritionist..."
"We can't learn from this experience." Mikako interrupted Honami's words with a wave of her hand, "By the way, where's Seiryu?"
"Me? I didn't do anything. My strength isn't great, I'm just flexible." Qingliu shrugged.
Rinan Sato looked at Mikako: "What about Mikako?"
"My trick is, don't practice hard!" Mikako replied loudly, and Kazuma flicked her forehead.
Tamamo sipped her tea.
Her behavior at this time has the feeling of an old lady.
After getting involved in the topic just now, Qingliu concentrated on playing the strings again, as if she didn't want to get too involved in this kind of conversation that would make her appear to have a low IQ.
But Mikako didn't let her go: "Qing Liuliu, the moonlight is so beautiful, play a song about moonlight."
"Moonlight... then you can only sing songs? This kind of song should be sung by Danzi?"
Tamamo, who was drinking tea, was pulled into the topic. She looked up at the moon and smiled apologetically: "I can't remember the enka related to the moon at the moment. I'm sorry, but I can't meet Ms. Fujii's request."
She changed Mikako's address to "Miss Fujii", so that the words between the lines were full of meaning of hiding a knife in a smile.
He Ma looked up at the moon, and said on a whim: "The song of the moon is simple. Didn't Su Shi write a well-known song "When Will the Moon Come?"
Although today is not a full moon, it doesn't matter!
He Ma opened his mouth and sang "When Will the Bright Moon Come" sung by Faye Wong in his previous life.
In fact, many composers have written music for Su Shi's "Water Melody Singer When Will There Be a Bright Moon", but Faye Wong's song is the most widely sung.
In his previous life, He Ma even thought that the lyric card for Shui Tiao Ge Tou was only in this tune, and tried to use this tune to sing other "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", but it turned out that the words could indeed be filled in, but it just didn't feel right.
After singing two lines of Mikako with Ma, he said in surprise, "You can sing directly in Chinese?"
Only then did He Ma realize that he subconsciously used Chinese directly.
Honami: "Song poetry, of course, is most suitable in Chinese. Japanese translation will take a lot of trouble just to match the rhythm, and always lose some charm."
Hema didn't care anymore, and continued to hum the tune engraved in his memory.
After listening to a few bars, Qingliu began to match the chords.
Although she certainly doesn't understand Chinese, the chords match very well, and it fits the mood of the song very well.
He Ma sang even more vigorously, and even out of tune and out of tune couldn't stop him from finishing the song.
**
Da Zhang Weiming was lying on the balcony railing of his room, looking at the mountains bathed in moonlight, holding a cocktail with ice cubes in his hand.
The recipe of the cocktail was heard by Da Zhang Weiming from an old bartender, and it was made with tequila, chili and beer. The old bartender was able to adjust the wine into a psychedelic color, but Zhang Weiming's own adjustment was completely different.
But this does not prevent Da Zhang Weiming from liking this wine.
Recording supervisor Yamada sat on a chair on the terrace, also holding the same drink in his hand.
"Singing?" He turned his head to look at the big Zhang Weiming who was lying on the railing. "The singing is really bad, but the song is not bad. It's a song I haven't heard before. Could it be Teacher Kiryu?"
"It's coming from the direction of the mixed bathing pool, probably."
"Tsk, why don't you hire the whole mixed bathing pool and set up a wine pool and meat forest with your female apprentice? These artists are all like this."
"Maybe they are just taking a bath in an ordinary way?" Da Zhang Weiming said while taking a sip of wine.
"Don't be stupid, put yourself in the shoes and think about it, those female apprentices in Kiryu are so beautiful, how could they manage to take a mixed bath together."
Da Zhang Weiming was silent for a second, and turned the topic to another direction: "This song seems to be sung in Chinese? As expected of a guy who can be admitted to Dongda University, his knowledge is terrifying."
"Why would such a guy want to be a criminal policeman?" Supervisor Yamada muttered, "If you enter a big company, you will soon be spotted by a big family that lacks a capable heir and become a son-in-law. For example, the Nanjo family, all of them My daughter washed it and sent it over."
Da Zhang Weiming interjected: "Even if he doesn't become a son-in-law of a wealthy family, if he becomes a full-time artist, he will be able to rise to the top. This kind of person only wants to be a criminal policeman, and most of them have reasons that are so noble that you and I can't understand."
"That's right, we are all ordinary people. I hope that Mr. Kiryu's single will become an instant hit, so that I can have another shining record in my resume, and it will be much easier to make money in the future. I just put It's too vulgar to hold Kiryu-sensei as a cash cow." Director Yamada smiled self-deprecatingly and drank.
Da Zhang Weiming: "Me too. After all, not everyone can throw stacks of 10,000 yuan bills into the fire like Mr. Tongsheng."
"Didn't that say the prop money was burned? How could it really burn 100 million yen?"
Da Zhang Weiming was about to answer when he suddenly saw a figure looking at him from the tree directly opposite the terrace.
He rubbed his eyes, and when he looked over again, the treetops were empty and there was nothing.
"An illusion?" Da Zhang Weiming muttered.
Supervisor Yamada asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I was a bit dizzy from drinking too much, and I actually saw someone in the treetop opposite."
"Is there someone?" Supervisor Yamada got up from the chair, staggered to the railing of the terrace, lay on it and looked out, "Where? Is it the demon fox that the old lady in the hot spring street often said? If she wants to eat my heart, Can you come with me first?"
"Don't be so hormonal like a 20-year-old young man, be reserved, Yamada." Da Zhang Weiming said that he is quite familiar with Supervisor Yamada, although he is not familiar enough to call him by name, but words of this level Say no problem.
Yamada sighed: "The yellow-faced woman in my family was not interested when she saw it, but she was so strict that she would interrogate me in various ways when I went home late, so I saw those little hot girls who came out to earn pocket money on the way home I dare not..."
"Yamada, it's alright." Da Zhang Weiming interrupted Yamada's complaints.
Yamada shook his head: "Okay. When you become a great artist and have one or two lovers, the yellow-faced lady can't say anything."
Japan is like this, and it is considered normal for great artists and great writers to have lovers.
Such as Osamu Dazai.
Da Zhang Weiming smiled wryly: "Chengda artist, I haven't had such a dream for many years."
Supervisor Yamada: "After all, the biggest dream of middle-aged men is to go bald later."
The two old men laughed together.
**
Akanishi Kaede, a third-year girl from the Fantasy Creature Research Association of Meiji University, was following the waitress assigned by Ms. Kamashima to the room at this time. When she heard the singing, she stopped and listened carefully.
Seeing this, the waitress took the initiative to explain: "This should be Mr. Kiryu and his party. They are the ones who booked the hotel to write songs."
In fact, it was Sony Music that booked the hotel, but a waitress obviously didn't know about it.
"Kiryu..." Chi Xifeng tilted his head and thought for a while, "Could it be that Kiryu?"
Waitress: "Which Kiryu?"
The women in this hotel are basically over 30 years old, but they are better at dressing up than the aunts on the hot spring street, so they look younger.
But they are similar to those aunts on the inside. Zhang's parents, Li Jiashou, know a lot, but they don't know much about the things outside the hot spring street. After all, for aunts, newspapers are used to wrap things, and TV is used to watch soap operas.
news? That's something men only look at.
Hotel hostesses have one more way to understand the outside world than aunts, and that is to chat with passengers.
But this year has just entered the tourist season, the tourists have not yet come, and the outside world that the hostesses know is still the same as last year.
Of course they didn't know that during this year, Kiryu Kazuma appeared in Japan.
Of course, it’s not completely unknown. Last year, after drinking for three rounds, several guests said that there was a fierce man in Tokyo who went to the meeting alone with a sword, but this is a rumor that has been passed around. It’s already out of shape. Can't recognize it.
After all, this is the first record of Kiryu and Ma, and it has not yet attracted the attention of the media, but it is just word of mouth.
Chi Xifeng glanced at the waitress, and said in surprise, "You... don't even read the news?"
The waitress replied: "I would have checked the weather forecast, but later I found out that it was not as accurate as the old cold legs of my neighbor's grandma Noda. Every morning, as long as Grandma Noda's feet hurt, I would go out with an umbrella..."
Chi Xifeng interrupted the waitress who started to digress: "Where is Mr. Kiryu now? Can I see him?"
"He's in the mixed bath."
Chi Xifeng sighed: "Well, can you let me know after he finishes?"
When I just checked in, the female general emphasized that the mixed-bath bath is now in a reserved state, and you cannot enter without an invitation.
The waitress smiled and said: "Miss Akanishi can go to Mrs. Kiryu right now. I was in charge of serving the dishes during the meal today. I heard the conversation of Mrs. Kiryu and his party. They were having a swimsuit party in the mixed bathing pool. Ms. Akanishi changed into a swimsuit and went straight in. , I think Kiryu-sensei shouldn't mind."
"That's right, but I didn't bring a swimsuit..."
Chi Xifeng shook his head.
"And Mr. Kiryu... Forget it, let's not disturb others. Let me know when they are over."
"I understand, I will tell my female general." The waitress replied.
"Lead me to my room. I've been running all day, and I want to take a shower and change my clothes."
"this way please."
**
Kiryu and Ma had had enough soaking in the bath and watched enough. After washing, they came out of the mixed bath wearing the yukata provided by the hotel, and naturally walked to the place where the milk was sold.
The Chinese don't have the habit of drinking milk after taking a bath, but Hema's current body is after all taken over from the Japanese, and he has some muscle memory.
Qingliu put on her yukata and followed, and also came to buy milk.
Then the two of them put one hand on their hips together, gurgling milk.
The aunt behind the counter smiled and said, "You two are brother and sister, right?"
Qingliu choked on a mouthful of milk, spit it out of her mouth with a puff, and coughed continuously.
A lot of milk dripped onto her bathrobe, leaving white spots of water.
"We are not siblings! We are not siblings!" Qingliu corrected while wiping her mouth.
He Ma: "My sister is still inside, and she should be coming out soon."
"It won't be long. They all have to wash their hair, which takes a lot of time."
"You don't wash?" Hema asked back, reaching out to touch Qingliu's twin ponytails.
"Because I don't care about these things, it's all just passing through the water and it's over."
At this time, the aunt behind the counter said loudly: "This is not acceptable. If you turn on the air conditioner without drying it well, you will catch a cold. Come, brother, I will give you this towel to help her dry her hair."
Hema caught the new towel that Auntie took out from the counter, put the milk bottle on the counter, turned around and began to wipe Qingliu's hair.
"Don't rub it like this! If you want to rub it, rub it along the direction of your hair." Qingliu yelled, but she didn't resist, and let Hema play with her beautiful hair.
"Your hair has also been straightened with negative ions?"
"No, I basically don't take care of my hair. It's naturally of good quality." Qingliu said proudly.
He Ma: "Have you exchanged your body and height for a head of beautiful hair?"
"I hit you!"
"Fight, you can't beat it again."
"Hmph, that can also leave a new scar on your stomach."
He Ma was about to talk back when he heard a female voice behind him asking, "Well, is this Mr. Kiryu and Ma?"
"It's me." He Ma turned his head and saw an unknown girl standing there wearing a hotel bathrobe.
Kazuma could smell the body wash and shampoo, the girl should have just taken a bath.
The staff of Sony Music should be all men, and the hostesses in the hotel are all aunts in their thirties, there are no such young ones, and the hostesses will not wear bathrobes for guests.
So Hema asked directly: "Could it be that you are Miss Akanishi Feng from Meiji University?"
The girl's eyes widened in surprise: "You...you know me? Have you already investigated the incident? Was it really a homicide?"
Hema and Qingliu exchanged glances.
Qingliu patted Kazuma on the back forcefully: "The client is here, Detective-san."