As soon as he got home with the horse, he immediately started wiping the knife.
Ancient knives need frequent maintenance, and those that have been left there for decades without maintenance are all modern stainless steel products.
The village rain that rubbed with Ma Xian, after carefully maintaining it and putting it in the knife room, took a deep breath, and took Bizen Osafune from the knife holder.
The moment he picked up the knife, the unhappiness accumulated in He Ma's heart suddenly burst out.
When people are unable to understand their thoughts, they don’t understand where this feeling of inaccessibility comes from, and naturally they don’t know how to make their thoughts clear.
Kazuma didn't understand, when he drew his sword to save Kagawa Xiangzi before, he clearly had a very clear idea, why now he wanted to draw his sword to seek justice, but he felt panicked, not at all refreshed like last time after drawing his sword Cool feeling.
—Could it be that I am a person who sticks to procedural justice
He Ma asked himself.
It's not like, it's better to say that I am the kind of person who doesn't like to stick to the rules. When playing a team game with a horse, what he resists the most is playing the role of the lawful camp.
As long as the goal can be achieved, let the rules and whatever go with it—that's what Hema thinks.
While carefully oiling the words of Bizen Osafune, Kazuma thought about it, but he couldn't get the answer.
I don't know if he felt his doubts, Bizen Osafune's authentic voice became muddy, as if a knife was inserted into the mud and stirred.
Yuzao opened the door and entered the dojo, took a futon and sat down quietly opposite the horse.
He didn't speak to the horse, but wiped the knife quietly.
Yuzao spoke first: "It's the first time I've seen you hesitate."
"I didn't hesitate." He Ma said.
"Did something happen?" Tamamo asked.
"It's nothing, it's just an ordinary face-to-face mocking."
"Oh?" Yuzao looked very interested, "As far as I know, you have always been the one who doesn't suffer a little bit from your mouth. It's really rare. What's going on?"
"Takata has been released."
"It's time for him to be released on bail, but he saved a lot of bail fees."
He Ma continued: "He said that even if he was successfully transferred to a criminal case by civil means, it would take several years. During that time, he would take Nichinan's heart away."
Tamamo said decisively: "Impossible. I got Nichinan a new amulet, a spiritual spell—no, now that the mystery has declined, it can no longer be called a spell. Spiritual tricks don't work on her."
He Ma: "What about psychology?"
"Do you think you can do that kind of thing with pure psychology?" Tamamo asked.
He Ma murmured in his heart: I couldn't do it in the world of my previous life, but not necessarily in this world in this life. In this life, the psychology incorporates part of the mysterious side, or in other words, the mystery is brought into the scope of science.
Tamamo: "As for me, in my long life, I have often played the role of a listener. More than once I have seen the strong human beings bewildered and hesitated, but without exception, in the end they all took up the weapons they entrusted their lives to, Resolutely embark on the journey.
"Honestly, I enjoyed the process quite a bit. It would be even better if my subjects could confide in me during the process."
He Ma glanced at her, but didn't answer, he lowered his head and continued to maintain his love knife with all his heart.
Then Kazuma heard the sound of the shamisen, he raised his head again, and looked suspiciously at the musical instrument in Tamamo's hand that he didn't know where to conjure.
Yuzao smiled, didn't speak, and continued to pluck the strings.
It was a melody that Kazuma had never heard before.
The melody is very brisk, reminiscent of going out in spring and having a picnic by a stream in the suburbs.
Under the influence of music, He Ma's mood gradually became happier.
At this moment, he heard the voices of Amao and Chiyoko from the yard.
After hearing the apprentice's steady voice, He Ma's mood that had just been cheered up suddenly sank.
At this moment, Kazuma finally understood why his thoughts were not clear.
He didn't want to violate Amao's creed.
That time, Xiangzi Kagawa, it was that the girl's life might be in danger if he didn't do it with the horse, so he had to draw the sword, and the horse had every reason to convince himself.
He even wanted to throw this choice to Mao, to see what he would choose.
Of course, He Ma didn't tell Ah Mao the truth. He kept telling Ah Mao that he only acted after finding evidence.
But this time, there was no imminent threat to life.
Moreover, to take a step back, the possibility of Nichinan Licai really falling in love with Takata cannot be said to be non-existent.
In this situation, Kazuma became very resistant to drawing his sword.
Because he didn't want to be an enemy of Amao's creed.
He Ma let out a long sigh.
He looked up and found that Yuzao was looking at him intently.
"Are there any conclusions?" Yuzao asked softly.
He Ma: "No, I just know where the crux of the problem is."
Yuzao glanced at the door leading to the courtyard, and said softly, "That's it."
Then her plucking hand suddenly trembled, and the style of the melody suddenly changed, becoming like the soundtrack of a classical ghost talk.
Hema: "Hey, even though it's the end of summer, there's no need to play such a cool song, right?"
Tamamo: "This is a song about a pair of brothers who turned against each other."
"You are too considerate."
"This is my advantage." Yuzao smiled.
While talking, Amao and Chiyoko entered the dojo while talking.
"Master, I'm back." Amao bowed to the horse in a polite manner.
And Chiyoko yelled: "What is this song, so weird? My brother's new song? Can this be sold?"
Hema waved his hands: "No, I'm afraid that when this song was born, Tokyo was still called Edo."
Yuzao: "Wrong, Edo Castle hadn't been built at that time, it was just a small fishing village, surrounded by deserted beaches."
"Is it such an early song?" He Ma was speechless.
"Yes, I was still in Gion in Kyoto at that time, and I hadn't moved to the Tokaido side yet."
Chiyoko let out an "eh", and was about to continue complaining when Amao interrupted her.
"Master, I have prepared the entrustment materials. When Ms. Nichinan comes back and signs, we can start the process."
While talking, he put a thick stack of documents on the low table in front of Kazuma.
Hema glanced at the document: "You also hired a typist to type out the document?"
In this day and age, computers are still a rarity. If you want to get this kind of official document, you have to find a typist to type it out.
Amao: "I didn't look for it. I worked part-time for a garbage recycling company. There are office buildings nearby, and people often entrust typewriters to be recycled. I greeted the old master who took me, and disassembled some good parts. A typewriter."
He Ma opened his mouth into an O shape: "Did you save a typewriter?"
"Yeah, it's actually not very complicated, and I saved it up quickly. I was planning to save a motorcycle myself, but the difficulty seems a bit high."
"Just to be on the safe side, let me make sure," He Ma said seriously, "Is the typewriter you saved the kind that can't kill people?"
Ah Mao blinked: "If you kill someone... you should die if you hit your head on the wheel."
Chiyoko: "Did you know my brother on the first day? The typewriter he said was a Chicago typewriter. Didn't we go to see the past two days together? The submachine gun that rattled there."
He Ma: "Have you also watched the American past?"
"Look! But I fell asleep in the second half." Chiyoko replied.
He Ma was even more shocked: "Would you fall asleep watching Once Upon a Time in America? Such a great and artistic film!"
Chiyoko: "The second half is boring. Besides, Ah Mao sleeps more than I do."
He Ma stared at his apprentice: "Isn't it?"
"Once Upon a Time in America" is He Ma's third favorite American movie.
Amao smiled in embarrassment: "It's too long, four hours. The part where they fought the world was very enjoyable to watch, but after several brothers died and 'Noodles' was left alone, I fell asleep later. gone."
He Ma: "How can this be? The catching up in the latter part, the vicissitudes of facing the passage of time, and the helplessness of knowing the best brother who knows the face but not the heart, are the essence of the movie!"
Yuzao looked at Kazuma suspiciously: "Have you finished watching? When did you watch it? It's a four-hour long movie, right? Do you have time to watch it now?"
Kazuma: "The original English version I watched with Anno and his group last year is not this year's 'Blowing' (meaning dubbing) version."
Yuzao looked suspicious, but said nothing.
Chiyoko: "Ah, I remembered, I remember the second half of the movie, the protagonist and his childhood goddess met again, and the goddess married a high-ranking official, surreal."
He Ma: "Yes, but that high-ranking official is actually his brother from the past, and he gained the capital to enter the political circle by betraying his brothers."
Chiyoko: "Hey, that's it, I didn't see it! Well, at first they secretly watched the heroine practicing ballet in the basement, and it felt great. I thought the protagonist would have a lingering love with the heroine. .”
He Ma: "A love that cannot be realized has an imperfect beauty."
Chiyoko looked at Amao: "Did you hear what your master said?"
Amao: "Let's talk about this document. Master, look at the typewriter I got, is it okay?"
Chiyoko curled her lips, looking unhappy.
Kazuma put down the Bizen Osafune, which was only half maintained, and picked up the stack of documents that Amo had put on the table.
The words are very clear, and it doesn't look like the work of a typewriter saved from old parts of scrapped typewriters.
Amao said next to him: "It's a pity that the ink must be new. I want to mix the ink myself, but I always get the wrong formula and wrong color."
He Ma: "Nonsense, if ordinary people can get the formula casually, then the consortium doesn't have to mess with it."
Chiyoko interjected: "The house that Ah Mao rented, let me tell you, it looks like a small factory."
Amao: "You're wrong. It's not like a factory, but a small factory that I rented out of bankruptcy."
He Ma: "Why is that kind of place more expensive than ordinary apartments?"
"No, the location is very poor, and there are many mosquitoes in summer. Most people would not rent that kind of place. After the landlord confirmed that I would not open a factory, he rented it to me at a very low price."
Hema raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and continued to read the document—suddenly, he remembered something: "No, this is a Japanese document. Japanese mechanical typewriters are clumsy and heavy, right?"
Amao nodded: "Yes, the movable type typewriter is very big. I dismantled each movable type from an old machine, and it took me a long time to put together a set."
Talk to the horse.
Typing such a document with a movable type typewriter is a technical job, and it must be done by a specially trained typist.
It took only one day for Amao to produce a typed version of this document, which shows that he has mastered the technique of using a movable type typewriter.
He Ma: "You, what are you doing learning such a useless technology? Isn't it over for some money to find a typist?"
"It costs a lot of money to find a typist every time. If you type it yourself, you can save a lot."
Hema sighed: "However, the movable type typewriter and its use method are things that will be eliminated soon. Electronic phototypesetting technology has been widely used, and personal computers will be popularized on a large scale soon. Your technology will be useless."
Amao smiled: "How is it possible? Personal computers are so expensive, much more expensive than Nintendo's FC. How can such things be popularized on a large scale."
He Ma shook his head: "You, underestimated technological progress. Not only personal computers will be popularized rapidly, but also mobile phones."
Amao was about to speak when he suddenly turned to look at Chiyoko.
Kazuma had long noticed that Chiyoko was pinching Amao's thigh under the table.
It is estimated that Ah Mao will not be allowed to argue with Kazuma.
Amao smiled: "Then I'm looking forward to this future. But before it becomes popular, I can use this first, so I can save a little bit."
He Ma could only nod his head.
He looked at Amao, and suddenly his heart moved slightly, so he said: "Amao, if one day, you meet a criminal who cannot be punished by law, and he is complacent and wants to commit another crime, what will you do?"
Amao said solemnly: "If you haven't violated the law, you can't be called a prisoner."
"I know. What I mean is that laws are made by people, and things made by people will inevitably have flaws. How do you deal with such criminals who cannot be punished by law for the time being?"
A Mao: "Promote legal progress, urge the promulgation of new laws, and then come to sanction him."
He Ma: "What if the retrospective period has to pass?"
"The retrospective period has passed, so he can only go. But I will keep an eye on him so that he cannot commit the crime again. If he commits the crime again, I will definitely bring him to justice."
He Ma: "If you commit the crime again, there will be new victims and kind people will die."
"I will stop the crime. If not, punish the criminal and make him pay."
He Ma: "Then what if you can kill the criminal in advance so that the crime doesn't happen?"
"If you have a criminal intent, you can defend yourself." Amao said puzzled, "What are you talking about, Master?"
He curled his lips with the horse.
It seems that there is no way to communicate with my apprentice unless I explain the whole story clearly.
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He Ma ended the unsuccessful communication with A Mao, bowed his head and continued to defend his love knife.
Ah Mao looked like he wanted to say something, but Hema shut his mouth with one sentence: "Nichinan's voice came from outside, you can give her the contract."
"Oh, good." Amao picked up the document that Kazuma had just put down, and as soon as he stood up, Nichinan appeared on the other side of the yard.
The guy bends over his slippers, and the gravity accentuates his flamboyant pecs.
He Ma noticed that A Mao looked away.
Chiyoko replaced Amao and said: "Licai, Amao has completed the entrustment agreement, and after signing it, you will become the first memorable client of the barrister in the future!"
Nichinan put on a defensive posture: "You... you have never been intimate with me! What are you thinking?"
Chiyoko greeted him with a smile, and took Hinan Rina's arm: "I have always been so close to you, Rina-senpai. Come, sign the contract, even if you are afraid that I will plot against you, you should trust Ah Mao. "
Nichinan Licai took a look at A Mao, and because she was standing up straight, A Mao looked straight at her face calmly: "I have drawn up the contract, and after I seal it, I will officially become your attorney and be in charge of prosecuting Hinata Co., Ltd. and the Takata Police Department.”
Rinan Rina hesitated: "Sue...but Mieko Oshiba is dead."
"Yeah, so it's not criminal, our goal is to start with a civil case and turn it into a criminal case."
"This... can it be done?" Nichinan said, looking at Kanhema.
Kazuma was wiping the freshly oiled knife, noticed his gaze and said, "Try it. Even if it fails, it's just a loss of time and energy."
Amao immediately said: "I will be responsible for the specific work, so you don't have to worry about it. You just need to appear in court when the court is open."
Nichinan nodded, but immediately asked worriedly: "I have almost used up the money I saved for making flat models, and I'm afraid I won't be able to pay too much for the lawyer's fee."
"It's very cheap for a novice lawyer like me who has just started practice." Amao smiled self-deprecatingly, "If the asking price for a novice like me is too high, the Lawyers Association will say that I have broken the market rules. Of course, it can't be too low. We can do this, treat it as my opening treat, and give you a 50% discount."
Chiyoko muttered beside him, "I wish I could get 50% off all day long when I go grocery shopping."
Yuzao whispered: "Didn't you take it for nothing?"
"The only ones who can get it for free are the neighbors in the shopping street, but the shops in the shopping street have less variety, and sometimes the quality is worse than that of the hypermarket." Chiyoko thought brokenly.
Amao ignored Chiyoko, he stared at Nichinan intently, waiting for a reply.
Nichinan is hesitating.
Suddenly, she patted her cheek fiercely, and said in a desperate tone: "Okay! Let's do it! Let's take it as justice for Da Chai! By the way, what happened to Da Chai's case?"
Kazuma's face darkened, and he replied in a low voice: "I'm afraid it will be regarded as a suicide. Besides, Gao Tian has been released, and he may go to you again. If it doesn't work, you quit your job..."
"I'm not afraid of him." Nichinan interrupted Kazuma, "Let him come. No matter how many times he comes to me, I can't possibly like him. Let him use his psychological methods or ninjutsu. .”
Kazuma looked at Nichinan's face and found that her attitude was very firm.
Amao: "Don't worry, if everything goes well, he can be sent in after a few court sessions."
At this time, Yuzao suddenly intervened and said to Mao: "The defense lawyer of Hinata Co., Ltd., but the seniors of Dongda, it's better not to be so confident, and be fully prepared."
Amao nodded quickly: "Yes, underestimating the enemy will lead to failure."
Nichinan stretched out his hand: "Give me the file."
Amao handed over the document.
Then everyone watched as Nichinan took out a seal from his collar and stamped the document.
He Ma frowned: "There is something to say about the location of your seal collection."
"First of all, it's not that I don't trust the dojo, but you see, the dojo is an old wooden building, and the second floor doesn't even have an anti-theft net. It's not often that people are at home. What if my mother hires a thief to steal the seal? What? She took the seal and went to sign with the performing arts agency, wouldn't that be bad?"
He Ma: "Are you wary of your mother?"
"Ah." Nichinan nodded, "Otherwise? It's useless for Takata and the others to steal my seal, right?"
He Ma casually said, "Don't tell me, what if they sign a contract with a labor dispatch company and sell you to Africa?"
"It would be too wasteful to sell me to Africa. Wouldn't it be more profitable to sell me to the red light district of Yokohama?"
Nichinan didn't care about making dirty jokes about himself.
He Ma curled his lips and didn't reply.
**
The next day, as soon as Hema opened his eyes, he heard a rare guest talking over the restaurant.
He got up together with the horse, left the room in doubt, went outside the restaurant, opened a corner of the curtain and peeped inside.
Police Department Shiratori was sitting at the table, chatting with Chiyoko who was busy behind the stove.
Kazuma opened the curtain and entered the room.
"Yo, good morning." Police Department Shiratori waved to Kazuma.
He Ma asked suspiciously: "What brought you here? You are really a rare visitor."
"My partner boy went back to his hometown in Kagoshima for a funeral today. I haven't had a partner these days." Shiratori spread his hands.
He Ma sat opposite him, put his hands on the table, and tapped his left and right fingers on the table nervously: "Is there any connection? I belong to the mobile team, and you can't drag me to class four to partner with you just because my partner is going to the funeral. "
"Why not?" Shiratori took out a cigarette, and just as he was about to light it, he remembered that he was the only one smoking in the room, so he took off the cigarette and tossed it in his hand, and said while tossing, "The purpose of the partner is to take care of the accident. , at least someone who can call for reinforcements."
Kazuma: "I still have Asano here."
"You don't have to worry about this. Minister Asano was hit by a drunk driving near Mieko Oshiba's house yesterday. He seems to have hurt his foot and needs to rest for a while."
He rubbed against the horse and stood up: "He was hit? This!"
"Don't be so surprised, use your brain, yesterday's situation, would it be good for them to hire a murderer to hit Asano?" Shiratori said, and made a "sit down" gesture to He Ma, "Sit down, sit down Right. By the way, he was injured very lightly, that is, his leg was broken, and he was going to hang on the hospital bed for a month with a bandage on."
He Ma: "Which hospital is he in? I'll go and see him."
"He's the son of the Chief Cabinet Secretary. Of course he's in the VIP suite of a super powerful private hospital, and his fiancée is taking care of him. If you want to go, choose a time and let us know first."
Take a deep breath with the horse.
"So, I will run with you during this time? Is this the meaning of the above?"
"No, how is it possible? How could they assign me a member of the mobile team as a partner, not to mention the one I took with me, who was just going to the funeral and came back in seven days. After he comes back, you can only be a lone ranger."
He Ma pursed his lips and didn't express his opinion immediately.
Shiratori stared at him for a few seconds, then said: "I saw you in the Metropolitan Police Department yesterday, you have something on your mind now. I'm not boasting, I'm very good at leading newcomers, those professional groups I have led, Now they are all the people in power at the Sakurada Gate."
Kazuma looked at Shiratori, and was about to speak, when he heard Yuzao's voice from outside the door: "Isn't this very good?"
After making a head start, Yuzao opened the curtain and entered the kitchen, looked at Kazuma with a smile: "When I thought of the scene after you entered the Metropolitan Police Department, you and Shiratori must be partners, and I always thought it would be like this Development, for which a little Jinguji's influence was also used.
"It's a pity that the influence of a wagashi shop is always limited."
Shiratori was stunned: "This is too self-effacing. The emblem of your family has clover and chrysanthemum. It is not easy to be favored by the general and the emperor at the same time."
Tamamo: "I got the chrysanthemum when I was in Kyoto. Then I moved to Edo, and the connection with the royal family was broken. I got part of the clover, not because I liked the general, but because I got Mito." The favor of the Yellow Gate."
Shiratori: "Oh, oh, look at this man, he actually said such words in such a humble tone."
He Ma thought to himself, this is called "Versailles brushwork".
Yuzao said sternly: "I think this is a good opportunity for you and Ma to learn from the old policeman's way of doing things."
He Ma curled his lips and looked at Shiratori: "Asano is sure..."
"I just said it. At this time, Asano was hit by someone. The enemy is more anxious than you. He must be in a hurry to contact all the younger brothers to confirm that it was not done by me."
He Ma: "Well, it does make sense. There is another question. Is it the Jinguji family's own negligible influence that made you appear in my kitchen early this morning?"
Shiratori: "It's not about influence, it's about three boxes of super expensive snacks. They were delivered to me in the middle of the night yesterday, when she was talking to me on the phone. By the way, as soon as my wife saw the snacks, she decided to give them to her son. Pave the road, don't let me touch it at all, it's rare that I still want to eat something sweet."
Yuzao said with a smile: "The dim sum specially uses sugar substitutes, and the sugar will not participate in the human body's metabolism. As for the taste difference between sugar substitutes and real sugar, it is adjusted through the dim sum making techniques."
He and Ma were shocked, is there any sugar-free snacks so early
But after thinking about it, sugar substitutes have been developed a long time ago, and the lack of large-scale application is mainly because the taste is not as good as sugar.
He Ma: "Well, since this is Yuzao's kindness... Yuzao has never cheated on me."
Yuzao smiled and said nothing.
He Ma stretched out his hand to Shiratori: "This week, please give me your advice."
Shiratori held Kazuma's hand, with a serious expression as if about to cut seppuku: "Welcome to the gray world."