I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

　　 The next day, Tokyo, Sakurada Gate, Metropolitan Police Headquarters Building.

　　 As soon as Shiratori Akira returned to his desk, he saw a fax on the table, accompanied by a note, pressed with a paperweight.

　　 He took the paperweight and looked at the note, and read the content on the note: "'It's just Saturday, how about going to Akita for a vacation?" Why would you suggest that I go to Akita?"

　　 Then he picked up the fax and glanced at it.

　　 "Endou Nakaren...ah, it's him. Um, Kendo Conference...tsk." Shiratori looked up, just in time to see his partner Takayama enter the large office sleepily.

　　 "Takayama-san! Let's take a vacation today and accompany me to Akita."

　　 "Huh? Didn't that single case in Chinatown follow?"

　　 "It's time to take a break. I have been working overtime and I haven't made a breakthrough. Maybe I should change my mind."

　　 "Well, you are a senior." The Takayama detective shrugged, "But why is it Akita? It's not the season to harvest the special agricultural products in Akita, and I can't get any good food."

　　 "You just want to eat." The Shiratori detective shook his head, "Go and see the Kuixing Banner of the High School Kendo Conference."

　　 Takayama frowned: "Isn't that March? When I was in high school, it was held in March."

　　 "Last year, it changed to August. Maybe you want to fight against Yulongqi?"

　　 "Okay, but why go to the Kendo Contest?"

"Why do you have so many questions today, reminds me of the time when I just took you." The Shiratori detective frowned. When the Alpine detective first came to the Metropolitan Police Department, there were 100,000 whys, asking early in the day. To night.

　　 "If you don't understand, just ask, seniors, you should be used to it. So why go to the Kendo Contest?"

　　 Shiratori shook the fax in his hand to the mountain detective: "Go to witness the intersection of two causal episodes planted by me."

　　 The mountain detective lowered his head and quickly finished reading the fax, and he was speechless: "This Endo Nakaman, I remember the juvenile delinquent you saved once, Senior?"

　　 "Yes, it is said that I have been doing well, and I haven't made any mistakes again. I don't know what happened this time, and I suddenly had a dispute with someone. Anyway, let's go.

　　 "Would you like to drive? Then I have to go to the gas station of the Metropolitan Police Department to refuel..."

　　 "Idiot, take the Shinkansen."

　　 "Hey, isn't the Shinkansen expensive? Senior, you used to prefer to drive instead of taking the Shinkansen."

　　 "Now, then, then." Shiratori Akira wrote down the whereabouts of herself and Takayama on the whiteboard in the office.

　　 There is no cell phone in this era—not even a pager, so you should always let everyone in the office know how to find yourself.

　　 Leave this information on the whiteboard, and if something really happens, the Metropolitan Police Department will contact the Akita prefectural police and ask them to contact Shiratori Akira.

　　**

　　 Kazuma saw Nanjo and Mikako appearing in the hotel restaurant with the women's group early in the morning, and he was relieved.

　　 He immediately went over and pulled Nanjo's collar open and looked at her shoulder.

　　 "After a cold compress, and using Chinese medicine, Grandpa Suzuki went to Chinatown to buy safflower oil according to your recommendation. It was very comfortable to apply."

　　 "Butler Suzuki is here?" Kazuma asked in a low voice.

　　 "I rushed back to Tokyo this morning. Since the confrontation with you, Grandpa suddenly became interested in participating in various social activities. Now the schedule is full every weekend, and Grandpa Suzuki must follow him."

　　 Kazuma was stunned, glanced at the area in the restaurant that flows out from the north of Daji Mountain-they haven't come down to eat.

　　 Mikako said to Kazuma by the side: "How long do you plan to pull Nanjo's collar under the public?"

　　 Kazuma Then I realized that I can not only see Nanjo's injured shoulder last night.

　　 He quickly let go.

　　 But he still couldn't help but comment: "Lace is very cute."

　　 Nanjo blushed with a brush, and then forcibly changed the subject: "Your bamboo knife broke last night. I think it's very strange. It shouldn't be that simple."

　　 "His knife...has a problem." Kazuma can only say that. I can't say that I saw the black light on the knife directly, right?

　　 "I talked to Mr. Heinaka Minoru on the phone last night and he assured me that the All Swords Federation would carefully check all the bamboo knives."

　　 After Nanjo finished, the five-person group from the north of Daji Mountain swaggered into the restaurant.

　　 The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became tense.

　　 The boys in the Kendo Club of North Ge's High School have all stood up. After all, Kazuma has taught them kendo for so long.

　　 The guy in the lead gave a contemptuous smile to the North Geshi people.

　　 After the events of last night, Kazuma got his name: Endo Nakato.

　　 Just as the confrontation between the two sides was tense, the third wave of people entered the restaurant.

Jin Ma Jianyi led his comrades in mightily. When he saw this posture, he went straight to the North Ge's side, so the kendo department of Jiafang Academy also brushed up with the people of North Ge's High School. Stand together.

　　 Nearly behind Ma Jian, stood four students from Niu Gaoma University, apparently the four elected members of the Jiafang Academy.

　　 At this time, Endou Nakaren spoke: "The miscellaneous fish is indeed a miscellaneous fish, and they can only act in groups to make themselves bold."

　　 Kazuma: "Endou Nakaren, I remember everything you did yesterday, and I will settle the accounts with you one by one."

　　 Endo Nakaro laughed: "Then you can see me on the field."

　　 Then he turned his gaze to Jin Ma Jianyi: "You! I look forward to a duel with you!"

"Hmph, I never put you in my eyes, but since you said so, come on!" Jin Ma turned to Kazuma after speaking, ~www.readwn.com~ pointed to Kazuma) ’S nose, "And you! Yesterday you peeped at Ling's bathing account, I haven’t finished with you yet!"

　　 Then he got a punch on the waist near Ma Jian, squatted down, clutching his stomach with a "guck ha" sound.

　　 "You boys! You are so stupid!" Komori Yamarei roared in Kansai accent.

　　 Endou Nakaren snorted, and led the four people on his side to the dining area.

　　At this time, other people from Dajishan North High School also appeared one after another-they were also the same as the other two schools, in addition to the regular selection players, they also brought a lot of informal selections to meet the world.

　　 The coach of Dajishan Beigao saw Kazuma and bowed directly to Kazuma. Obviously he was very sorry for what happened yesterday.

　　 Kazuma scratched his head. At this time, Ma Jian stood in front of him and stared at him: "I was serious about what I said just now. You and I will have a fight. But I will kill the clown first."

　　 He gave a thumbs up and pointed to Darjeeling Beigao.

　　 "I confirmed the schedule, we will meet them in the first round, wait for my good news."

　　 Kazuma warned seriously: "Their sword has a problem. Yesterday my bamboo sword was blown up. Did you see it too? You don't really think I neglected the maintenance of the bamboo sword?"

　　 Jin Ma Jianyi frowned: "What can be the problem with the knife? The bamboo knife will be inspected by the All Sword Federation, and it will be inspected. It should be fine."

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