I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

Kiryuu Kazuma arrived at the venue of "", and as soon as I looked up, I saw the opening animation short created by the dream team playing on the big screen.

Many people at the scene also stopped to watch.

They don't know that this short film is the beginning of the legend like Kazuma. Many years later, there will be a bunch of anime masters who are just like anime information to trace the origin.

They simply think this short story is really awesome.

Nanjo Honami also raised her head, looked at the big screen, and sighed from the bottom of her heart: "It's a great job."

"Yes, I have a hunch, this will become a masterpiece that will be handed down to the world." Kazuma said.

"This? Uh...will it?" Nanjo looked up at the screen again, "There is indeed a pleasing feeling. The girl is very cute and the overall picture is full of dynamic, but...is it too exaggerated to spread to the world?"

Kazuma just smiled, and suddenly he saw that a short distance in front of him was selling peripherals related to this animated short film, including the big carrot held by the heroine in the animation, and the rabbit ear headdress.

Kazuma really wants to buy this, and then equip Nanjo, but he feels ashamed.

This kind of school trip usually requires "souvenirs", which is the "souvenirs" that Chinese people often bring back to send to friends when traveling, so Chiyoko gave some extra money to Kazuma.

However, the Kazuma family no longer has any relatives to give souvenirs, so they gave Chiyoko and his apprentice Amo a little, so Chiyoko did not give more money.

As soon as Kazuma forced myself to stop paying attention to the surrounding stalls, I heard Nanjo next to me asking: "Want to see me dress like that?"

Kazuma turned his head and saw Nanjo looking at him with a smile.

"You really can't help it," Nanjo smiled, "Oh, I suddenly want to wear this style of clothes, I don't know if there is a size that suits me."

Kazuma lowered his head and said, "No, don't force it, I don't want you to show too much in public places like this now, eh."

Nanjo tilted his head for a moment, then smiled: "Then I'll buy a bunny ear and a radish."

Without waiting for Kazuma to respond, Nanjo took out his hand from the palm of Kazuma unexpectedly, and then hopped to the nearby stall.

I don't know if it is affected by the short film that is still playing on the big screen overhead. Nanjo's gait at this time is light, like the heroine in the animated short film ran into the real world.

If it is Nanjo, maybe it can perfectly reproduce the actions of the heroine in the animated short film. She puts on the heroine's clothes to perform such a set, it is estimated that she will become a legend with this short film?

Kazuma also walked to the stall, just in time to hear Nanjo say: "A pair of rabbit ears, a radish sword."

"Carrot sword, do you want this, or..." The clerk took out a carrot sword the size of a purse ornament and a ballpoint pen. "This is a pen here, you can write..."

Nanjo Honami pointed to the umbrella-sized radish sword hanging on the shelf behind the clerk and said, "I want that."

"Huh? Is that inflatable?"

"Yes, please give me one inflated one, and three more uninflated ones."

After speaking, Nanjo used her inherent skills again and patted the ten-thousand-yuan bill on the counter.

Kazuma is too lazy to complain.

But this time Nanjo added: "Oh, yes, give me as much money as possible, and give me more coins of 100 yen and 10 yen."

"Oh, good." As the clerk replied, his partner had already taken out all the things Nanjo needed and put them on the counter.

Nanjo directly put the rabbit ears on his head, picked up the inflated radish sword, and turned to face Kazuma, posing as a standard middle sword holding.

"Hey, that's not right." She turned her head and glanced at the large screen that was still playing the short film, posing the heroine of the short film holding a sword.

This style later had a special term called "Da Zhang Zhengji Li", because this POSE of this style was carried forward by Da Zhang Zhengji as a performance and painting supervisor in robot-themed animations.

In the future, as long as it's a movie that starts a robot fight, it will definitely show this POSE.

Movies that are not fighting with robots sometimes have this look, because it is indeed bold.

But the standard kendo posture is not for the pursuit of courage, and it is still a bit different from the signature POSE of Da Zhang Zhengji.

Nanjo Honami, wearing the winter sailor suit of Kita Kazuma High School, wearing rabbit ears, posing in this shape, instantly made Kazuma a hallucination, and felt that four characters should appear behind her in the next moment: Zhan Wei Lost.

The heroic shape and the cute contrast of the bunny ears are really great.

Nanjo: "How?"

"Awesome." Kazuma gave a thumbs up.

If it were in the comic exhibition venue familiar to Kazuma in the previous life, Nanjo would have been surrounded by three and three layers in the photography.

However, in this era, the two-dimensional subculture is still in its infancy even in Japan. Although there have been fan exhibitions, it is only a small circle of self-entertainment. Like Nanjo, the "newcomers" who have not added any small circles, everyone Don't dare to come over and blatantly shoot.

Kazuma has seen several people with cameras hesitating in the distance.

So he decisively stepped forward and pulled Nanjo up: "Alright, let's go, go shopping. When you get home, it's not too late to show me your POSE slowly."

Kazuma said and glanced at those in the distance. Sure enough, when they saw that there was a "boyfriend" on the scene, they gave up their plan to take pictures.

Kazuma took his gaze back, and then found that Nanjo looked like a little girl in love, nothing like Haiyan who could challenge the storm.

In fact, Kazuma himself is also immersed in the sweet and sour youthful breath at this time, and Nanjo's just right Bai Meixiang provokes him.

He wanted to bury his face in Nanjo's soft fat now, and smell it to his heart's content.

It seems that this morning will be a very pleasant time.

Kazuma at this time has actually left behind all the legendary beginnings and animation dream teams.

He now feels that as long as he pulls his little rabbit Nanjo, it doesn't matter where he goes or what he does.

However, it may have been the continuous scene after crossing over, training his sense of smell. He was immersed in the taste of youth, but suddenly noticed that there was a group of policemen at the entrance of the venue running in a single column towards the parking lot. .

He frowned slightly, stopped walking to the gate of the exhibition hall, and looked around.

Nanjo saw this and looked around, but didn't see any problems, so he asked in confusion: "What's the matter?"

"The police are adjusting security, it looks like they are drawing people away."

Nanjo looked around for the second time, only to know what Kazuma was just watching: "Really."

"The police from the reorganization system were transferred away, and then the remaining organizational systems were evenly distributed and refilled," Kazuma still commented, "This is very unusual. The Osaka station is full of SF conference propaganda flags. Now, this should be the most important event in Osaka today, right?"

"Should... I'm not sure, some shrines have festivals in October."

"That wouldn't be bigger than this SF conference, right?"

Nanjo nodded: "Larger than this, that's the kind of activity like Kyoto's burning mountain."

Burning a mountain is not a real burning mountain, but a brazier connected to the mountain to display text. It is a traditional program of the Kyoto Obon Festival.

Kazuma has forgotten what words are displayed in Kyoto's burning mountains. If similar activities are held here in Osaka, it will probably be "Mighty Sword"? It means to be healthy.

Kazuma retracted his mind and said solemnly: "Something happened. It should be something wrong."

Nanjo subconsciously leaned against Kazuma.

To be honest, the trust and reliance shown by her subconscious actions is more exciting to Kazuma than her amorous feelings just now.

"What to do?" Nanjo asked in a low voice, "but since it is to withdraw the police from here, it should have nothing to do with us?"

Kazuma nodded, and then joked: "It's not necessarily, maybe they got a hit?"

"Then...Should we still visit? Or, go directly to the Osaka Prefectural Police..." Nanjo said halfway, and felt that the two high school students went to the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters, and it seemed something was not right.

This is not Conan's world, high school detectives are everywhere to rescue incompetent police.

Kazuma: "No, don't mess with the police officers, trust them. Let's continue walking around the convention."

Nanjo nodded, and then suddenly smiled mischievously: "Then, what if this is really a shock? The real goal is the convention?"

"Then I have to ask you to fight side by side with me." Kazuma laughed.

"But we didn't bring a wooden knife."

Carrying a wooden knife is more conspicuous. Originally, they were suspicious when they came to the exhibition in school uniforms on weekdays. If they were to carry a wooden knife on their backs, they might be regarded as bad boys.

Nanjo stuffed the radish sword in his hand to Kazuma: "Use this."

"This is inflatable!"

"The Jedi Knights also use fluorescent tubes to fight against each other, as long as the momentum is strong, there is no problem!"

"No no, there is a problem!"

Kazuma chatted with Nanjo like an ordinary couple and walked to the venue.

**

Xing Jishang put down his binoculars and turned back to Li Zhenghe and said, "The police have begun to evacuate from the venue."

"Don't worry, wait until the afternoon. After the package we left in the Civic Park exploded, they will deploy more police."

"Will it make them feel that this is to lure the enemy?" Xing Jishang asked worriedly.

"There should be one or two people who can feel it? But, do you think the Japanese bureaucracy will trust one or two people to make judgments based on pure experience?"

Xing Jishang smiled directly: "No, if you can do this, you won't be Japanese."

"So just wait. There may be some criminal police or gongan who have strong sense of responsibility and dare to break the rules and bring a small number of people over. This person will not affect the overall situation."

"Understood." Xing Jishang paused, and finally decided to ask the question he had been asking since the beginning. "Head, what is this thing you are carving now?"

"Oh, this, it's the strange object I saw in a pawnshop before. I was very impressed. I wanted to carve a similar one.

"pawnshop?"

"Ah, they are all called second-hand recyclers now. I went to a small shop that recycles things that both regular recyclers and scrap dealers don't want. There are no surprises in those shops, and it's quite interesting to stroll around."

"Ah... this way." Xing Jishang stared at Li Zhenghe's work, "what the **** is this?"

"I don't know. It doesn't matter what he is, what is important is the artistic sense he embodies. When you see this thing, you will involuntarily feel a kind of... how to put it, it's like looking at the pair The same as the masterpiece "Scream"."

"Shout? Uh, the one in China?"

"That's the name of the anthology, I'm talking about painting."

**

Jin Ma Xingxiong put down the phone, glanced at the people in the office, and shook his head: "The city government said that unless we have concrete evidence that the SF conference is dangerous, it will not stop it."

"Is the seized bomb not realistic enough?" Komoriyama Daisuke asked.

"It seems that it is not enough there. They also said that if a bomb is found, the SF conference will be stopped. Then according to the same idea, all Osaka Prefecture should suspend work and school."

"I think it is necessary." Komoriyama detective said.

"It's impossible to stop. Even if there is a bomb, the companies that are far away from the explosion site will come to ask the government why they didn't figure out the exact location of the explosion before issuing an order to stop work. Especially those old things that have experienced the B29 bombing. , Will point to the nose of the governor of Osaka Prefecture and curse mother."

Komoriyama Daisuke is speechless.

The old guys who have experienced the B29 bombing are basically big shots as long as they are still in politics and business.

"In short, what we can do now is to get the enemy out of the hiding shadow as soon as possible. How many hotels have you called now?"

"I have called all the four-star and five-star hotels, and the three-star hotels are almost finished. However, there is a problem. Now several hotels have reported that they may see suspicious people."

"Several hotels?"

"Yes." The police department of the young professional group in charge of the report looked at the content of the shorthand in its police handbook. "Specifically, 13 hotels reported suspicious persons, and one hotel reported that their power supply system failed in the morning. Is it related to the case we are investigating?

"In addition, 7 hotels have sent surveillance videotapes from last night."

"Who asked them to send the videotape?" Jin Ma Xingxiong asked in surprise.

"No one let it, but these hotels said that there were few people on the night shift, and they might have missed it, so they sent all the surveillance video. The one with the most sent a car with a car. Just that kind, a medium-sized truck."

Jin Ma Xingxiong sighed: "Well, you can't let it go. If it's a bomb installed in these hotels, we haven't checked the video tape and missed it. That's a big responsibility.

"Is there enough manpower?"

The young police department shook his head: "Not enough, I'm so busy I want to borrow all the cat's hands."

"Then go find all the cats in the headquarters." Jin Ma Xingxiong said solemnly.

"what?"

Jin Ma Xingxiong curled his lips and decided to suppress the soul of being a Kansai native. He ordered: "Go and transfer people. The SF conference can no longer be used. Take out some of the police patrolling the street today, traffic police. I also pulled it out. Anyway, it’s okay to deal with the traffic accident late, and the policeman will think that the traffic police are also blocked on the road and can’t move.”

Traffic jams in Osaka are as serious as Tokyo, and if foreign tourists say that Osaka is not jammed in Tokyo, the drivers in Osaka are still upset. When Osaka City developed into a big city, Edo was still a fishing village. Could it be more jammed than us?

After the young police department left, Sakuma, who had been sitting silent for a while, said: "This young man has just entered the police station not long ago. He actually encountered this kind of thing. I don't know whether he should be considered bad luck or lucky. ."

"It will be a valuable experience if you survive. It's just that, maybe it will leave a psychological shadow that you can't get rid of for a lifetime." Kinma Xingxiong glanced at Sakuma, leaving the topic aside, "You don't wait for gongan. ?"

"Thinking in another place," Sakuma knocked the cigarette in his hand against the ashtray. "People from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department are telling you about your case, what do you think? I hope these people go to other departments to kill time, right? It's the same with gongan, they wish we two would be here for them to watch you busy, don't interfere with their work."

At this time, the young police department who had just left rushed in without knocking on the door: "There was an explosion in the fountain in Osaka Central Park!"

"what?"

Huang Juan: "The second one is to tell you that they really loaded explosives and put pressure on you. Today is a working day, and there are no people in Central Park. Don't worry about causing too many casualties and making you and them immortal. Until now So far, follow the usual steps."

"You said it earlier!" Daisuke Komoriyama clapped the table.

Huang Juan responded calmly: "It's useless to say it earlier, there are too many alternative locations. He can even find a mountain near Osaka to blow up, as long as the amount is large, we are not afraid that we can't see it."

Jin Ma Xingxiong gave the young police department an order: "Immediately send bomb disposal experts to the scene to confirm that there are no other bombs. Let me count the casualties and report to me. I will go to the city government and see the governor in person."

The young police department took the order to leave, and then the phone on Ma Xingxiong's desk rang.

Inside.

After he picked it up, the police officer of the Osaka Prefecture Police was on the opposite side: "The reporters have already got the news, and they are all asking if they have been bombs. According to my experience, several TV stations will soon be rolling on the morning drama. The report exploded."

In order to solve the case, the Japanese police have the right to control reports, but they cannot control the news that reporters "heard" from non-police channels.

Jin Ma Xingxiong: "Think about the salary you get. People who are equal to you are now going to fight against the murderous criminals. You don't have to lose your life in this job. As a result, you get the same salary as them, and give me the hard work. Once hold it!"

He hung up after speaking.

He sighed.

"When will our reporting control be as thorough as the US?" he muttered.

**

Li Zhenghe glanced at the wall clock.

"The package in Central Park should have been blown up. The security situation?" Xing Jishang asked later.

"No change." Xing Jishang shook his head.

"This is determined not to disarm." Li Zhenghe reached out and took the telescope in Xing Jishang's hand, and lay on the windowsill over the row of low buildings in front to observe the exhibition hall.

"There are really many people." Xing Jishang said, "In case they charge us long live, we should not be able to stop them. After all, there is no M60 with two hundred drums."

"Don't be silly, all the Japanese who dare to do that kind of charge are on the left. However, the crowd is really difficult, and there should be a lot of people running away." Li Zhenghe didn't seem worried at all.

"It's time to step on it. Maybe in the end, you will have to kill so many policemen to complete the mission." Xing Jishang said, "Although these policemen have guns, but the kind of small pistols, as long as they fight at a distance, they even hurt us. difficult."

The Japanese police are famous for their weak firepower. The southern pistols they use are small in power and only have five bullets in the drum. The key point is that Japanese police do not carry spare ammunition. Many police officers cannot receive a few supplementary ammunition in a year.

Only after an accident, the police will temporarily allocate equipment to police officers.

In order to deal with the student movement, the Japanese police formed a mobile team, which prepared heavy firepower to deal with emergencies.

But that happened many years ago. In recent years, there have been calls for abolishing the mobile team in Japan.

Of course, Li Zhenghe knew that the Japanese were actually secretly using the backbone of the mobile squad to form a special police force like GSG9 in West Germany.

It's just that this kind of force has not even been made public now, and it is impossible to send it to the SF conference site for security.

Therefore, Xing Jishang doesn't think there is any problem in cleaning up the now greatly weakened security forces.

"When we start fighting, people will start running. The Japanese have received complete disaster prevention training, and quick evacuation is a life-saving ability for them. After all, there are three earthquakes here. They may not have seen hostages taken, but as long as they have a job. People ring the fire bell and they will be evacuated quickly."

Li Zhenghe patted Xing Jishang on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's noon, wait a minute."

**

At this time in Kazuma, I couldn't believe my eyes.

"That person, is that George Lucas?"

"Who?" Nanjo didn't realize who Kazuma said, but looked blankly in the direction Kazuma was pointing.

"Made Buddha Temple Biwei Talisman Oil (The Force is with You Kazuma enters the country as it is, and uses the unique pronunciation of Japanese English to say the famous sentence in "Star Wars" again.

Nanjo chuckled, because she knew that Kazuma could speak very standard English, and now this is a weird thing.

Nanjo's own English is quite standard.

"But, isn't it called George Lucas," Nanjo said in confusion after laughing. "Isn't it called Joel Jokas?"

Kazuma was stunned, what the hell, this time the movie style of Star Wars in his mind has changed, okay?

When Lord Black comes on stage, don't make any imperial marches, just babble and babble.

Because of the different names, the desire to hook up in Kazuma immediately became much smaller. He looked at the stage where George Jokas was interacting with the selected audience from a distance. It seemed that this was a road show for the Japanese dubbing version of Star Wars-the Japanese version of the blow-by-play version-and it was in the making for the show.

"Should we get closer?" Nanjo suggested.

Kazuma was about to answer, and looked at another person.

The science officer in Star Trek, the first mate, Spock, was signing autographs for several fans not far away.

Kazuma dragged Nanjo and passed.

Just in front of the group of people happily took their signatures and left, Kazuma went up directly to the gesture of salute of the Vulcan in Star Trek, and said the famous line: "Life is endless and prosperous."

Perhaps this is the first time this is the first time that this person heard standard English today, he immediately smiled at Kazuma and responded: "Life is endless and prosperous."

Kazuma draws out his own word shorthand book and signs it.

Old man-no, he is not old at this time, he is very young, "Spock" returned to Kazuma after signing, and said in English: "You must watch the new movie."

Kazuma nodded and pushed the position away to others-just before Kazuma was about to sign, another group of people approached.

Kazuma glanced at this wave of people and was stunned.

Kazuma looks familiar to this personalized messy hair.

He waited for the other party to communicate with "Spock", get an autograph, and talked about the endless prosperity before stepping forward to talk to the big brother Ranfa.

"Sorry to bother you. Excuse me, did you make the short animation that played repeatedly?"

The other party was shocked, looked up and down Kazuma, and then glanced at Nanjo-his gaze retracted as soon as he touched Nanjo. Obviously, Nanjo's beauty had shocked him not to even look at her.

Kazuma was shocked. Is the reaction of such a young and virgin man really the different time and space of the director of the ruffian?

At this time, this man spoke: "How do you...how do you know that I did it?"

"Slightly heard." Kazuma said in a paradox.

Nanjo glanced at him suspiciously, but didn't say anything. Her tutor was so strict, she would habitually avoid interrupting in male conversations, unlike Mikako, who just intervened in a carefree manner.

"Uh." The messy hair scratched his shiny messy hair. Kazuma saw that this guy, like some of his college roommates, was too lazy to wash his hair. "That is indeed us. It's still very young, and it has been praised by many people."

"No, it's definitely not an absurd praise. I think it's great. May I ask you..." Kazuma wanted to ask you what you call it, but when I was just prevarication, I put on a look of knowing the basics. This is not good. asked.

At this time, someone asked: "How do you call it?"

"Ah, my name is Kiryuu Kazuma, it's..." Almost Kazuma said that he was a detective. Maybe Conan saw more of this and said it smoothly.

Unexpectedly, the other party was shocked again: "Are you... that Kiryuu Kazuma?"

Kazuma: "Uh...probably that's it. In recent months, I was the only one Kiryuu Kazuma, which is more famous in Japan."

"Sendor of Ninjutsu?" The random-haired man glanced at Nanjo again, "Why is there only one?"

"Don't believe what Fang Chun said."

"Oh yes yes, I can't believe it. I have listened to both of your songs. They are great."

"Huh? This..." Regardless of where the stars are, the scores have been circulated everywhere, and the "I Love You My Mother" that I copied before, obviously, even the official audio version did not flow out.

"The song "For Mother" is now full of ripped tapes all over the street." The random-haired man lowered his voice, "It is a place that sells ripped tapes. We are also doing the ripping in private."

In this era, buying blank tapes to rip genuine song tapes is a very common form of piracy.

Not to mention that Japanese people have a high sense of authenticity. In this era, Japan has not yet entered the bubble era of drunken gold fans. There are many poor people, and the poor use pirated copies as they listen to songs.

This is not a matter of genuine consciousness, but a matter of poverty.

Moreover, there is a process of improving the legal system, and Japan's copyright law is not yet so complete.

Kazuma: "This...actually, I just posted it with feelings."

Many of Wang Piku's songs don't say how godly they are, but they are very explosive when they fit the feelings.

To be honest, Kazuma can't understand how this song spread.

At this time, the messy-haired man seemed to have made up his mind. He said: "Can I ask you to write a song for the next work of our club? Not the one for my mother, but the one where the stars are written. ."

Kazuma was embarrassed when he heard his request.

Because he knows that this golden combination has an imperial song called Shiro Sagibi. He wrote many classic songs for the works of this group, such as the classic battle soundtrack in "Neon Genesis Evangelion". I have seen Evangelion When people listen to this music, there will be auditory hallucinations in their ears, and they will hear a big sister shouting "the first combat configuration of the generals."

"Don't write too much! It's not about writing now. I know you are a high school student and you have to go to college. Next year, next year we will come to you to write music, okay?"

Kazuma scratched his head. After this, doesn’t it give Shiro Saginomiya the top position? Are you going to copy Shirou Lu's works afterwards?

Sure enough, there will be a second time if you do it once, and you can’t stop it...

Kazuma: "Well, let me think about it and leave me a contact method."

"Okay!" The messy-haired man looked very excited, "Finally solved the problem of the music producer! We are one step closer to the goal of making the animation of our dreams."

He paused before explaining to Kazuma: "Oh, that's it. Several of us, want to make a super awesome sci-fi work, a hard-core sci-fi that is different from the sci-fi animations on the market now. Animation."

Kazuma thought, yes, "Wang Li Universe Army" is here, so they have ideas at this time?

"But we are short of a music maker. When you are admitted to college, give us the soundtrack! It will definitely become the supreme masterpiece!"

"The King of Space Army" has indeed become the supreme masterpiece, and many of the classic shots have been produced at a level that will not be outdated after forty years.

Kazuma did not expect that I would participate in this matter in this way.

Weekly Fang Chun's show operation actually provided such an opportunity.

Life is really full of surprises everywhere.

"Okay." Kazuma nodded, "I agreed."

"Great, then... my friends are at the booth of the club over there, why don't you come over and get to know everyone?"

Kazuma glances at Nanjo and asks for her opinion.

Nanjo smiled and said, "Go. But you can't just leave me alone, I want to go together."

Kazuma bends his right hand into an L shape and stretches it to Nanjo.

Nanjo happily hugged the hand of Kazuma, and the soft place was attached to the muscle of Kazuma.

At this moment, Kazuma thought inexplicably: The road ahead leads to the dream that I have longed for for many years, and the beautiful girl who loves me is nestled by my side, and I am accompanied by music along the way. My life this time is better than last time. There is too much luxury.

**

Jin Ma Xingxiong returned to his office angrily. For the past three hours, he has been trying to persuade the Governor of Osaka Prefecture to abort the Osaka SF Conference.

There are people in this conference, including celebrities in the SF industry in Japan, as well as foreign guests and big businessmen who mainly introduce movies. No matter how they look at it, they are too suitable for attack targets.

However, when he came back so arrogantly, he naturally failed to persuade him.

"These guys! There's just paste in their heads." Jin Ma Xingxiong cursed viciously while there was no one else in the office.

After cursing, the door opened, and the police department of Daisuke Komoriyama came in with a report.

"There is an interesting piece of information."

"What?" Kinma Xingxiong asked while reaching out to receive the report from Komoriyama Daisuke.

Komori Shan shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with this. This is the casualties of the explosion in Central Park. Only three tourists who were sitting by the fountain were slightly injured. The interesting information I said was the technical investigation and explosives disposal. After analyzing the bomb, I found a brand of diodes that had been discontinued. The factory that produced this brand has been acquired and there is no such brand anymore."

Jin Ma Xingxiong looked at Daisuke Komoriyama and waited for him to continue.

"I have sent someone to fetch the shipment records of this factory before it was acquired. As long as I track the flow of these goods, I should be able to find something."

"The factory's shipments are wholesale. If you keep track of it, at most you can locate the retailer. What if you go down?" Jin Ma Xingxiong frowned and asked.

"I can only pull the net and scan every retail store that has entered this type of diode. In fact, we have already done this last step. There are nearly 3,000 stores in Osaka that need to be checked."

"There are so many shops selling diodes in Osaka?" Jin Ma Xingxiong exclaimed.

"I didn't know that there were so many before, but yes, there are indeed. Thinking about it, we are the industrial center of West Japan. It doesn't seem very strange, right?"

Nearly Ma Xingxiong turned his head and looked at the rows of tables outside the gray sky due to air pollution.

"Check. I'll appoint you as much manpower as possible."

**

Xing Jishang patted Li Zhenghe on the shoulder: "Head! The police have evacuated again, shall we act?"

Li Zhenghe got up, took the binoculars from Xing Jishang, observed for a while and shook his head and said, "Wait. After catching the fire, there will be fewer police officers here."

"If you catch the fire, you will directly dispatch the mobile team, right?"

"The mobile team is responsible for the breakthrough, but before that, the Japanese have a lot of trouble to do. For example, evacuate the surrounding residents and set up roadblocks to block roads. Do you still not understand the Japanese system? If you really get caught up, you will definitely adjust it. People go."

"Is it really appropriate to just sell over there?"

"If we act now, they may survive. Do you think it's a good deal?" Li Zhenghe said solemnly, staring at Xing Jishang with straight eyes.

Xing Jishang shook his head: "No, it's obviously not worthwhile."

"That's not it, wait." Li Zhenghe turned around and went back to continue carving his wooden sculpture.

**

Time, so it was 3:30 in the afternoon, and Cai Zhixi, who was in the trap group with Ding Jae-wook and Shi Eun-joo—of course they didn't know he was the trap group—was suddenly seen through the binoculars of a humble Honda car. Stopped at the door of the hardware store where they had purchased components.

The two people who got in and out of the car looked like detectives.

Japanese criminal police do not know why they like long trench coats. Japanese office workers wear long-sleeved black suits regardless of the temperature. Japanese criminal policemen always wear trench coats regardless of wind, rain, sun or rain.

If there are any secret organizations in Japan, they will definitely wear their clothes, so you can recognize them at a glance.

Cai Zhixi picked up the walkie-talkie: "Attention, a criminal policeman walked into the hardware store where we bought the components."

"you sure?"

"I'm sure, it was the Japanese criminal police at that time, wait, I saw that they showed the police handbook to the shopkeeper. It was the criminal police. What should I do?"

Ding Zaixu's voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Don't panic, it may just be a normal investigation, don't act rashly. Just wait for someone to leave."

"Okay." Cai Zhixi took a deep breath, but he always felt that something was not practical.

**

After entering the shop, the Changshan Interpol and Shiqiu Interpol directly asked the owner to show the police handbook.

The owner immediately saluted the two respectfully and asked: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Changshan Criminal Police put the trademark and factory name provided by the technical investigation department on the counter, and asked: "Do you have diodes of this brand in your store?"

"Oh, some of them." The shopkeeper replied decisively, "Actually, recently I cleaned up my inventory and found some goods that were piled up in the corner for a long time. After checking it, they seemed to be available, so I sold them, just this brand. Look."

The shopkeeper took out a box of diodes from the shelf and put it on the table. The box was the trademark produced by Changshan Criminal Police.

Changshan Interpol and his partner looked at each other, and then asked, "Have you sold this type of diode recently?"

"Let me take a look." The shopkeeper took out the ledger and flipped through it. "It sells a lot, I don't know which one you are looking for?"

"Have you bought a lot of them at once?" Shiqiu Interpol asked ~www.readwn.com~ Yes, there was one, so I persuaded him to go to the wholesaler to buy it, but he said he needed it urgently. The shopkeeper quickly flipped through the ledger, and then pointed to one of the lines, "This is it, and his name is Koichi Neda." "

Changshan Interpol and Shiqiu Interpol came together to look at the account book.

"Until where does he live?" Changshan Interpol asked.

"No, I don't know." The shopkeeper shook his head.

"What kind of person is it?" Shiqiu Interpol asked.

"Um... I don't remember, he just came once, the impression is vague, I remember that he bought a lot of diodes, which made me make a lot of money." The owner scratched his head, "Sorry."

"Lend me the phone."

"Please." The shopkeeper immediately took the landline of his shop from the cabinet behind him and placed it on the counter.

Soon, the Changshan Interpol completed the report and turned around and said to the Shiqiu Interpol: "Let’s go, and ask if anyone nearby has seen this Neda Koichi."

**

Cai Zhixi picked up the walkie-talkie again: "The detectives came out and started visiting along the street. I think we might be exposed."

"Stay steady, don't panic." Ding Zaixu's voice sounded quite steady. "It's just a regular investigation. You won't panic until you see a large army coming. It's really impossible to go to the sewer."

The sewers in Osaka also extend in all directions. Back then, the student movement students used the sewers to transport contraband such as Molotov cocktails to the front lines.

Naturally, Ding Zaixu and the others had already opened up an escape route in the sewers, so they were still very confident in their words at this time.

But Cai Zhixi couldn't calm down, because he saw the two detectives enter the shop.

"Ding Zaixu, the two detectives entered the store where you rented the video tapes. I feel like you are going to kill us."

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