"Wait a minute!" He Ma made a stop gesture, "It is not popular in modern society to put one's official position between the last name and the first name."
Keijiro: "I didn't put the control between the names?"
"You're joking a bit too much, where is there anyone with the surname Gosho Noo?" Kazuma smiled and waved his hands.
"me."
Kazuma was stunned for a few seconds: "Isn't it? Then what does Gosho Noo mean?"
"The name of the place. There is a place called Wusuoye. My home is just to the north of this place. The Meiji Restoration required everyone to have a surname. My great-grandpa's grandfather said, counting from north to south, our home happens to be in Wusuoye on the tail."
Jing Erlang spoke out this series of allusions very smoothly, it seems that people often ask about the origin of the surname.
"That's it." He Ma was speechless.
Jing Erlang spread his hands: "Back then, the Meiji Restoration came up with a lot of strange surnames. The most common ones were named after the place where they lived. For example, some people who lived in the upwind direction of the well in the village were called Inoue. .”
He Ma frowned: "What else is going on?"
"Students at the University of Tokyo don't know this?"
He Ma shook his head: "I don't know. The version I heard was that it happened to be made on the mouth of the well when the men and women privately made children, so it was called the well."
He Ma is a cross talk joke.
Jing Erlang laughed loudly: "Maybe it's really possible."
At this time, someone behind Jing Erlang shouted: "Jing Erlang, what are you doing blocking the door?"
Probably the other people finally undressed and put away their things to enter the bathhouse, when they found a big man like Keijiro blocking the door.
Jing Erlang turned his head immediately, and said respectfully, "I'm sorry, Minister."
He Ma immediately became curious. It must be a powerful character to make last year's Daredevil King so respectful.
He watched Jing Erlang make way, changed to a comfortable sitting position, and waited to see how much the minister would weigh.
"Who is there that made you so involved in the chat? This is a male soup without beautiful women..."
The minister came in while reading.
First of all, the minister's stature caught Kazuma off guard. He was originally about the same height as Jing Erlang's iron tower, and his gaze went directly to the door beam, but he didn't see anyone at the first time.
It's okay if I didn't see anyone, I haven't seen the entry yet.
Kazuma hurriedly looked down, only to find that the minister was much shorter than expected, and his kendo level was very high, Shinto Wunian flow level 25, but there was no special entry.
— This is strange, why is Keijiro who is like an iron tower so respectful
Could it be the atmosphere of the sports club
Thinking about it carefully, sports clubs have always been strictly hierarchical, and this is the sports club of the Japanese University of Physical Education, so the hierarchy will definitely be even stricter.
The fourth-grade students say that if they can't hear it, they can't hear it.
The minister was also looking at Hema, and when his eyes fell on the scar on Hema's body, he frowned suddenly.
"Why is there a pole in the bath of this high-end hotel?"
"I'm not extreme." He Ma clarified.
But as for the language of Japanese, the word order of its judgment sentences is a bit strange. In Chinese, if you say A is B or A is not B, just say it and you’re done. Japanese doesn’t have this structure.
The structure of Japanese is to say A first, then B, and finally say yes or no, so it is impossible to know whether it is yes or no until you hear the last word.
As soon as He Ma said "I" and "Ji Dao", and before he said the last little tail that expressed judgment, the minister roared: "This is not a place for you Ji Dao to run wild! Get out!"
Hema: "So, I, Jidao..."
At this time, more members of the Japanese Taida Kendo Club rushed in and shouted directly: "Didn't you hear me, get out!"
He Ma is so angry that his nose is crooked, what the hell, a bunch of idiots who don't listen well to people, and they encounter the unfortunate language of Japanese, delaying things!
He directly changed to Chinese: "I am not the ultimate way!"
The bathroom fell silent.
He Ma breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was finally resolved, and was about to switch back to Japanese to explain, the minister said again: "I heard from my father that there are many gangs from Hong Kong and Taiwan in Kyushu, and it seems to be the case."
Exchange English with Ma: "I am not a mafia."
The minister frowned and stared at Kazuma, not sure if he didn't understand English, or if he understood it or not.
Probably the latter.
Although the Japanese body is big, it’s not that they can’t understand such simple English.
At this moment, Keijiro spoke: "This is Kazuma Kiryu, 'that Kiryu'."
The minister showed a contemptuous expression: "It turned out to be that Kiryu, that Kiryu who caused troubles all day long, caused troubles, and took credit for the police as his own."
He Maben had already put on a pose to enjoy the compliment, but he didn't expect this kind of evaluation to come.
"Wait a minute! What are you talking about? I am obviously the hero who helped the Tokyo police solve the case over and over again. How did you get me to take the police's credit for myself?"
The minister snorted: "Isn't this obvious? The police are diligently searching for clues and evidence, and they are about to come to a conclusion, but you are meddling.
"I know that every time you intervene, the criminal will die inexplicably, and the various clues and chains of evidence that were originally prepared will no longer be useful because the criminal died.
"Then you triumphantly took away the credit, and the hard work of the police investigating the case was wasted, and the bamboo basket was empty.
"The man behind the scenes who could have been dug out through interrogation is still at large!"
He Ma: "You are turning black and white!"
"Then you say I'm upside down."
"First of all, not all of my targets died!" He Ma argued, "Secondly..."
The minister interrupted Kazuma: "Are you talking about that Nishida Jun? Yes, you did hand him over to the police alive, but as soon as you left the Kandagawa Police Station, the police station went to heaven with Nishida Jun! What a coincidence, Kiryu and Ma!"
He Ma suddenly realized that he could not refute.
It is true that all the things I have experienced up to now, the culprit is hiccups, and none of them survived—no, there is Jin Shanping who is still alive!
"In addition to Nishida Jun, there are others alive! Nishizawa Pingta also survived after confronting me head-on!"
The minister frowned: "Who is that?"
Well, people don't know.
Thinking about it carefully, the Jinshan Pingta incident was solved directly in his own dojo, and it was not reported in the newspapers, and even few people knew about it. Even Tamamo only heard about Mikako after the fact.
Hema thought of someone again: "Sakata Yukiko, a high-ranking cadre at the Baifeng Summit, is still alive after confronting me!"
"Hmph, yes, Sakata Yukiko is still alive, and the granddaughter of Mr. Baifeng Zongwu is still living in your dojo. The Jinshan Pingta in front of you sounds like a pole, and only the pole survived. "
The minister looked at Kiryu and Ma coldly: "The only person who was not a polar man but survived from your hands was immediately sent to heaven together with the police station. What a coincidence, Kiryu and Ma."
He Ma stared at the guy who was a head shorter than him, and he suddenly felt a little hot from the bath, so he stood up.
The minister sneered: "Do you want to build a psychological advantage through height? This is a sign of guilt! Kiryu and Ma!"
At that time, He Ma wanted to throw him a sentence "You are wrong, I just want to dance a song "HOP" suddenly", and then performed a Bulgarian dance.
He suppressed the heartless crosstalk actor in his self, and stared at Minister Sang condescendingly.
Now he and the horse are in the half-buried bath, standing in the bath can still look down at the Minister, Minister Sang's height is not normal, sorry.
"Who are you?" He Ma asked, "you suddenly rushed into the bathroom, arrogantly commenting on others. I heard you just said that the case is full of treasures. The family is the police, right? I want to ask where you are The son of the family?"
Hema has people in the police system now, not to mention that Shiratori's running has reached its peak, he also knows the Osaka Prefecture Police, and when Hema enters the Metropolitan Police Department in the future, Jinma Yukio will probably be around soon. When he was promoted to the chief of the police department, he would be the head of the real power of the Osaka prefectural police.
In the previous case, He Ma was also involved with many middle and high-level officials of the Metropolitan Police Department.
He Ma even chatted and laughed happily with the police inspector of the rich country-well, this is actually a beautification of his memory, but in fact he just saw the majesty of the deputy director of the Metropolitan Police Department from a distance.
But it doesn't matter, don't care about the details!
He Ma is confident now, asking aggressively and aggressively, as if he will put on shoes for your father if he asks a question.
The minister was not overwhelmed by Kazuma's aura at all. He raised his chin and looked at Kazuma with the tip of his nose up. "I'm Akikan Shimoinaba, the third eldest in the family. My father's name is Masataka Shimoba."
He hissed and gasped.
Akira Shimoinaba smiled leisurely: "That's right, that's Masataka Shimoinaba, Police Chief Masataka Shimoinaba."
Of course He Ma knew that he was determined to become the police chief after all, so it was impossible not to know who the current police chief was.
He's not Mikako, is he
Mikako is confused and determined to become the Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs, and now she may not know who the current Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs is and who the Minister of Foreign Affairs is.
Akira Shimoba walked up to Kazuma and poked his chest with his finger: "You want to be the police chief, and now the whole police department knows. Don't worry, some people are eager to stop you The bad debt between you and Jidao is your Achilles' heel.
"Do you think the rich country faction will push you to the top? You are just a tool in their hands, something to throw away when you are done."
He Ma: ? ?
When did you join the faction of the rich country police watchdog
However, it is not surprising that there are factional struggles within the Metropolitan Police Department—no, it should be said that there are struggles. This is Japan, and Japan likes to form cliques the most.
Junior and high school students in Japan started to form small groups. This is actually a kind of "social preview". Japanese people will go out of society in the future, and there will be small groups and factions wherever they go. The practice of party and dissent is the social norm in Japan.
In the Japanese police system, there are 20 police inspectors, only one of whom can be crowned as the police chief.
Of course, police chiefs are replaced relatively quickly, basically every two to three years after the war. Generally, if there is no major incident in the post of police chiefs, they will give up their positions after a few years and go into politics.
Becoming the police chief actually completed the transformation from a bureaucrat to a politician and entered a different level of power system. The number one real power inside the Metropolitan Police Department should be the deputy director, which is consistent with other departments of the Japanese government.
Looking at it this way, it should be a faction of the powerful Toyokuni Police Watch, and the current Police Chief Shimoba is a faction.
But what does this have to do with me
Kazuma grabbed Minister Shimoinaba's fingers and pressed the knuckles with a little force, maintaining the strength at the moment before breaking the knuckles: "You made a mistake, the third son of the police chief's family. I don't belong to any A faction, everything I have done before is to protect Tokyo's tomorrow, nothing more."
Akihiro Shimoinaba laughed loudly: "What a guardian of Tokyo's tomorrow! Yes, you have the most critical quality of being a police chief, that is, thick-skinned, and you can believe a lie!"
Kazuma exerted force on his hand, and Shimoinaba's knuckles bent in the opposite direction to a dangerous degree.
Shimoba Akira sneered and said, "Break off my finger. This will not prove anything other than highlighting your guilty conscience. It's just a dog in the rich country. The big boss asked Zhou Fangchun to blow you a few words, and you don't know it. What's your last name?"
He Ma always felt that what this guy said was not pure misunderstanding and prejudice.
Could it be that he was really accidentally involved in the struggle inside the Metropolitan Police Department and was used as a gun
Kazuma leaned closer to Shimoba's face: "What do you know, tell me everything."
"Are you an idiot?" Shimoinaba grinned his mouth to the base of his ears, stared at Kazuma from a very close distance with his eyes like copper bells, "How could I tell these things to the dog in the rich country? Does the enemy know about our intelligence-gathering capabilities?"
He Ma thought to himself, why, you still feel that you are very tight-lipped? In officialdom novels, a big mouth like you must be the first to be unlucky.
As soon as he exerted force with the horse, Shimoinaba's fingers were dislocated.
He screamed.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Hema pretended to be terrified, "I'll bring it back for you."
He snapped the dislocated knuckle back together again.
People who are serious about practicing martial arts still have this kind of technique.
Kazuma can guarantee that Shimoinaba went to the doctor for an examination, and there was no problem with his knuckles at all, at most it was just a little swollen.
"You bastard (KISAMA)!" Shimoinaba used the extreme method of swearing.
Kazuma frowned: "Master Shimo Inaba, as the son of the police chief, it's not good to use such extreme swearing?"
Shimoba Akira drew back his hand, took a few steps back, looked down at the "fat" knuckles, raised his head and pointed at Kazuma's nose and shouted: "Beat him!"
Seeing this, the members of the Japanese Taida Kendo Club behind him picked up the bench in the bathroom where people sat and scrubbed their bodies, screamed strangely and rushed towards Kazuma.