I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

The Changshan Interpol showed the police handbook to the clerk at the video rental shop, and then asked, "Have you ever been to a customer named Koichi Neda?"

"Neda-san, he comes often, and he borrowed a new video tape from us yesterday."

The clerk looked solemn: "What's wrong, he committed an offence? Can you let him return the video tape before you catch him?"

Changshan Interpol and his partner looked at each other, then ignored the clerk's question: "Do you know where he lives?"

"I saw him come out from a nearby garage. Because it was a regular customer, I knew it was him from a distance. I wanted to say hello to him, but my sight was blocked by the car, and I couldn't find him. Him."

Changshan Interpol frowned: "Can you recognize him from a long distance?"

"Yes it is."

"how does he look like?"

"He's quite tall, with a flat nose and a stubborn mouth. His Kansai accent is a bit weird, maybe it's Kagoshima's accent?

"I don't know. Anyway, he shouldn't be from Osaka. He always says that he is an old Osaka. It's weird. But he is a guest, so let's just follow."

Changshan Interpol nodded: "Very good. Is there anything else? Any intelligence is fine. For example, what kind of movies does he like to watch."

"Ah, he likes to watch B-level movies. They are particularly violent and have a strong visual impact. He has borrowed this from us several times."

The clerk turned around and walked to the shelf where the video tapes were placed. He found a cassette of video tapes and showed it to the Changshan detective: "Look, this is it."

"Horror movie?" Changshan Interpol looked down at the pictures and titles printed on the box with terrible printing techniques.

"Yes, it's a new one recently, and it's especially popular in small circles."

The Changshan Interpol returned the video tape to the clerk. He was not in a hurry anyway. For the criminals of this vicious incident, the old detectives like Changshan would not rush into the place that might be their den.

Not only is it horrified, but it is also possible to get in.

Before the backup comes, getting more information is the business.

"Is there anything else? He hasn't chatted with you?"

"Yes, he is a very talkative person. He always likes to talk to us about the details of the B-level movies, such as this."

The clerk took out another video tape. On the cover of the video tape was a hot beauty with an M14 rifle.

"He told us a lot about the mistakes in this video tape, saying that the director didn't understand military at all, and he was shooting indiscriminately. If the actress was too big, he couldn't stand it.

The Changshan Interpol took the videotape and looked at the woman on the cover carefully. He easily noticed that the woman put her finger on the trigger while holding the gun. Anyone who has frequent contact with weapons will not do this, and it is too easy to escape.

It's okay if the insurance is closed, but if it's not closed, it's possible to return to the west with a companion.

It may also be due to returning to the West on its own. All countries have the unlucky ones who are jumped back and bounced after a fire escape in a narrow enclosed space.

Changshan Interpol's expression became unusually serious.

There are explosives, familiar with military knowledge, and...Although the search headquarters did not say directly, everyone who participated in the search knows that Gongan is watching the progress of the case with high intensity.

Isn't this a case of the level of dispatching a mobile squad?

The Changshan Interpol couldn't help but touch his police gun. He hadn't fired a gun for a long time, and he couldn't even remember the last time he went to collect bullets.

The bullets that have been loaded on the gun and have not been dismantled, the ghost knows that it still won't fire.

Now Changshan Interpol wanted to take out the gun and sharpen it, so that at least the gun would look like it could fire, and maybe it could scare the enemy at a critical time.

"Lend me the phone." The Changshan Interpol decisively decided to report the latest situation to the headquarters. In case something happened on his side, the headquarters would also know the details.

"Yes, at the counter, you use it."

As soon as the Changshan Interpol turned and walked towards the counter, they saw someone opening the curtain of the video rental store and walking in.

It's very tall and has a nose collapsed.

Clerk: "Ah, Mr. Neda."

Changshan Interpol's first reaction was to draw a gun.

The person calling Neda rushed towards him, while the accomplice coming in behind him rushed towards Changshan's partner Shiqiu Interpol.

The Changshan Interpol was very calm. He knew what he should do now is to shoot, alarm the surrounding residents and shops, and let them call the police.

It doesn't matter whether you hit or not.

So Changshan Interpol did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

The hammer fell, but the gun did not go off.

"Shiqiu! Run!" The Changshan Interpol threw the gun at the advancing enemy, creating a momentary gap and then seizing the opportunity to grab his hand.

At any rate, he is also an expert in karate, as long as he throws over the shoulder...

However, he flew up, his vision quickly reversed, and then he fell to the ground sturdily.

The impact between his back and the floor was extremely intense, and the pain in his heart caused Chang Shan to faint in an instant—about a second or so.

The Changshan Interpol, who woke up again, ignored the severe pain and shouted: "We have attacked the police, call the police!"

Then the tactical dagger shut him up completely.

The clerk realized that he was about to run, and he turned and rushed to the back of the shop.

Neda Koichi, Ding Zai-wook, threw the tactical dagger as a flying knife with graceful movements.

The clerk with the knife behind him immediately knelt on the ground, and the blood gushing from his trachea and esophagus flowed out of his mouth, completely blocking his mouth, causing him to whimper in vain.

Ding Zaixu glanced at his subordinates and confirmed that he had also completed the task, and then used the walkie-talkie to ask Cai Zhixi who was on guard: "Are there any problems around?"

"No, some people heard some movement, but they might think it was an ordinary quarrel. The Japanese don't like to intervene in this kind of thing, you know."

The people of Osaka are already the kind of Japanese people who are very familiar with each other, but everyone knows their own way. This is already written in the DNA of the Japanese.

"Hurry up and deal with the problem, otherwise it will be late if a customer arrives."

"Don't be afraid, I will close the shop now."

"Are you **** coming out of the store?" Cai Zhixi over the walkie-talkie was shocked.

"It's better than being hit by other guests." After saying that, Ding Zaixu threw the walkie-talkie to his accomplices, strode to the door of the store, opened the door and reached out to warm the one hanging across the lintel of the store. The bamboo pole of the curtain was taken off.

Japanese shops are closed if they don’t have curtains.

But now more and more small-brand Western-style shops are used.

After completing the closing operation, Ding Zaixu returned to the store and threw the warm curtain away.

"Handle it and walk through the back door. The matter has reached this point. The exposure is only a matter of time. You can only postpone the exposure time as much as possible. What to do tomorrow, live through today."

"Understood." The subordinate said as he dragged the detective's body into the corner of the shop, so that he could not see the body through the glass door of the shop.

"Bloodstains or something can be covered with this."

Ding Zaixu said that he moved the standing sign of the new film that was placed next to the shop counter to the blood stain, blocking it between the blood stain and the store door.

There are still a lot of such stand-up shops, enough to block the blood stains. Although it looks a little strange, it is not suspicious.

Ding Zaixu and his partner quickly completed the treatment, and then they were ready to slip through the back door.

But before leaving, Ding Zaixu returned to the store and took several boxes of video tapes from the shelves.

He held the video tape and left the store through the door that opened to the rear.

**

At the same time, reinforcements led by Daisuke Komoriyama were on their way here.

Although Daisuke Komoriyama was seconded from Kyoto, he had previously served as a police officer in Osaka Prefecture and was transferred to Kyoto only a few years ago. So now he is a commander and no one has any opinions.

They still don't know that the Changshan Interpol and Shiqiu Interpol have been killed, and the only information they have obtained is the part that the Changshan Interpol just called to report.

"Komoriyama Police Department," the detective who drove at the end suddenly said, "Have you ever been back home from Kyoto? How do I remember that you have been living in the headquarters?"

"Vicious criminals are still at large, and may threaten the lives and property of Osaka people, including my wife and daughter, at any time. How can I go home?"

"That's right." The detective nodded at the end, "I admire this spirit very much."

Japanese workplaces also have to flatter, who doesn’t like flattering? Komoriyama Daisuke is not the kind of person who is mentally clean. It is good to be flattered and can relieve stress.

However, he reminded him: "Concentrate on driving."

"Yes."

Now they are running at full speed in order to get to the scene as soon as possible. In case of a car accident, whether they can survive or not depends on whether the airbags that Honda boasts are so magical.

Daisuke Komoriyama turned his head to look at the scene of Osaka's streets retreating fast on both sides, and took a deep breath.

He always felt that there was a familiar smell in the air. He seemed to have smelled it ten years ago and before the Liuchuan group was wiped out.

"That's it," the detective at the end reminded him, and at the same time he started to slow down.

"Isn't that Changshan's car?" The detective in the back seat pointed to the car parked in front of the road.

"Yes, the license plate number is correct, where are they?" See the end of the detective question in confusion.

"It should be investigated. Pull over." Daisuke Komoriyama instructed.

Without waiting for the car to stop, Daisuke Komori opened the door and got off, and went straight to the Changshan Interpol and their car.

The car was empty.

Komoriyama Daisuke roughly checked for signs of fighting, then turned around and asked, "Have you seen anyone?"

"No, just ask." He pointed to the hardware store next to him, "They should have started their investigation from here."

**

Cai Zhixi cursed and picked up the walkie-talkie: "The police brigade is here, there are three cars, not to mention twelve people."

"Don't panic, people who will tell them where we are is dead. There are so many small and medium-sized factories and residential areas nearby. It will take a lot of time for them to find us."

Cai Zhixi: "Are you sure?"

"Of course, they have to work hard to find out that there is a problem with the video tape store. The Japanese police have no special reason, and they will not intrude into the closed store to force an investigation."

Cai Zhixi: "In this situation, even the Japanese police wouldn't be so rigid, right?"

"They will. In short, don't panic, observe the situation and report to me at any time."

"Okay." Cai Zhixi put down the radio and rubbed the eyelid of his right eye, which seemed to be able to stop it.

**

Daisuke Komoriyama walked directly to the hardware store and showed the police handbook as soon as he entered the store: "Police. Our colleague should have been investigating just now. Did you see the two detectives?"

"Oh, I saw you." The shopkeeper nodded, "They called me and went to another store to ask about the situation after they made the call."

Before he finished speaking, there was an aunt in her forties who yelled in a very strong Kansai dialect while squeezing the detectives who were blocking the door into the door: "Interpol! Are you here to find Koichi Neda?"

"Yes." Daisuke Komoriyama remembered that Neda was the diode buyer Nagayama they found. "What's wrong?"

"I just saw Mr. Neda. He entered the video rental store over there. Before he entered, the two detectives entered. Then the store closed!"

"What store is closed?"

"It's just closed! No more guests, no one came out. Oh, it's scary. My old lady doesn't know what's going on, so she doesn't dare to go over and see! Go ahead!"

The detectives looked at each other, and then Daisuke Komoriyama directly drew out his gun.

"Mother, show us which store it is."

**

"Ding Zaixu," Cai Zhixi gritted his teeth while looking at the detectives walking towards the video tape store, "You are going to kill us. You will definitely kill us."

"Damn don't make noise, I'm thinking about what to do!" Ding Zaixu said arrogantly.

"I think we should give up the mission." Cai Zhixi didn't listen, and continued, "It would be too dangerous to continue the mission."

"Shut up, the enemy's arrival in advance is also one of the pre-ordered conditions. It is not yet time to withdraw from the mission. Completing the mission is the first priority, and you cannot withdraw unless it is a last resort...

"But, you are right, we are going to evacuate, and it is now a last resort. You have a separate evacuation path, you evacuate first. We will go through the underpass when we get it done, see you in the safe house."

After hearing this, Cai Zhixi took the weapons and props at hand and quickly left his guard position and slipped away.

He even removed the battery of the walkie-talkie halfway, and threw the machine and battery into a large garbage dump passing by.

Japan’s large-scale garbage needs to be paid for recycling, but not everyone will pay the money honestly, but will find a place to throw it away secretly. Because there is no money, no one will recycle the garbage. Such dumps filled with large garbage appeared in the dark corners of the city.

Generally, until the government pays for the recycling industry to clean up, the only people who wander around in these places are the illegal scavengers—the Japanese call them homeless.

**

Daisuke Komori knocked on the door of the video rental store politely, but no one responded. He lay on the glass floor, his face pressed against the glass and looked inside.

It looks normal, nothing strange.

—Maybe the shopkeeper closed the door early today when something happened, but the two detectives, Changshan and Shiqiu, have already left, but the aunt didn’t see it?

How could it be possible to think like this! Daisuke Komori murmured in his heart, and turned around to the criminal police who came with him and said: "Now it is an extraordinary situation. A colleague was missing during the search. As the on-site commander, I will take extraordinary action based on judgment!"

See the end of the detective: "Understand, we are all witnesses, the police department, you start!"

Daisuke Komoriyama stepped back two, then flew a kick, and the glass of the glass door shattered.

Komoriyama Daisuke's daughter is so strong in karate, he naturally has good karate skills, kicking a glass door is a trivial matter.

Daisuke Komoriyama entered the door directly despite the broken glass hanging on the door.

Then he smelled blood.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the blood stains that had been blocked by the advertising stand.

"Fuck!" Daisuke Komoriyama turned around and shouted, "Use the radio on the car to call, stop calling, call the nearest unit to come and support!"

In handling cases, Japanese criminal police generally do not use radio to call uniformed police for help. This is their characteristic. Each "type of work" does its own thing.

The criminals have to transfer to the uniformed brothers to help. They have to follow the formal procedures. Direct radio calls are absolutely impossible. Afterwards, they will be complained that "you have interfered with our command system" and "suddenly mobilized forces so that there is no confusion at all in our preparation."

Immediately a detective ran to the car.

"Remember to call an ambulance." Daisuke Komoriyama added, and then carefully searched the storefront with his pistol.

He immediately saw the dead person hidden between the videotape shelves.

"Mr. Changshan! Mr. Shiqiu!" While calling out the names of his colleagues, he continued to search, making sure that this was not an ambush, and then strode over and touched the arteries in his neck.

died.

Daisuke Komori yelled a few words, and then ordered to see the end: "Alert! The enemy is a vicious gangster. He may have weapons, and he will kill without blinking. Today, I don't want to be killed.

"You two, stay at the door. You two go to the back door and watch. The others spread out. Don't give all of them a grenade."

Daisuke Komoriyama ordered the phone, and quickly dialed the number of the landline on the desk near Ma Xingxiong's desk.

**

"What?" Xin Ma Xingxiong heard Komoriyama's report and stood up quickly, "I understand, you guys hold on, don't have any more trouble, wait for the nearby patrol people to pass. I will take the team immediately."

After speaking, he hung up the phone and immediately picked up the internal landline: "switchboard, I'm near Ma Xingxiong, picking up the mobile team."

**

The Osaka Prefecture Police and Special Mobile Squad are stationed.

The alarm sounded and the "Second Division of Special Aircraft" who was on duty immediately took action.

Special Mobility Unit 2 Section Chief Kimmaru Takashi, wearing a police cap and a big toad mirror, came out of the office and shouted: "Move fast! Hurry! Weapons are ready! The situation on the scene is unknown. Let's set off with general equipment!"

**

Ding Jae-wook left the garage office after handling the small number of confidential documents, and then saw Shi Enzhou fiddling with something on the sofa.

"What are you doing?" he asked suspiciously.

Shi Enzhou put a rag doll carefully on the sofa.

Ding Zaixu stepped forward to take the rag doll to see what he was tossing about, but Shi Enzhou sternly shouted, "Don't move! Do you want to be killed by booby thunder?"

Ding Zai Xu Meng stopped.

"Booby trap?"

"Yes, the Chinese military advisers taught the Vietnamese to deploy this thing in Vietnam, which caused terrible damage and serious psychological shadow to the US military. Now the CIA is teaching the Afghan resistance movement to do the same. Let's also give the Osaka prefectural police a visit."

Ding Zaixu silently stayed away from the doll, but to be honest, Shi Enzhou now looks much more normal than before.

"Are you done? We have to withdraw as soon as possible."

"It's done, let's go." Shi Enzhou stood up, turned around and looked at Ding Zaixu, his expression returned to the same as when Ding Zaixu first saw him, he was completely an experienced "professional".

Ding Zaixu turned around and started to lead the way. Now Shi Enzhou, he felt that he could give him his back. What Shi Enju said a few hours ago, Ding Jae-wook would definitely let him go ahead.

He led Shi Enzhou to the entrance of the sewer.

Ding Zaixu went into the cave as soon as he was about to descend down the ladder, when he saw Shi Eunju looking at himself with a solemn expression-right, he was looking at the sewer entrance?

"What's wrong with you?" Ding Zaixu asked suspiciously.

Shi Enzhou shook his head fiercely: "No, it's okay. I just saw the illusion again. The mouth of the sewer has suddenly turned into a mouth that grows on the ground, just about to eat you."

"If you don't hurry up, this sewer will really become our burial place."

"How are you blocking me?" Shi Enzhou asked rhetorically.

Ding Zaixu slipped down the ladder without saying a word.

He stood on the bank of the underground sewer and looked up at it: "It's your turn."

Shi Enzhou probed down and then closed the manhole cover.

"Fuck!"

Ding Zaixu cursed, and hurriedly climbed back down the ladder with the fastest speed. As a result, he pushed the manhole cover and found that the manhole cover was held down by something from the other side.

"Fuck, fuck!" Ding Zaixu cursed loudly, "I knew this guy was crazy!"

He slipped to the sewer floor again, and then picked up the walkie-talkie: "Shi Enju is crazy, and may have to surrender to the Japanese, I will deal with him, you go first! Wait for me for half an hour in safe house No. 1, and you will unseal if I don’t show up. The address of the spare safe house hidden there, go to the spare safe house!"

"Understand, good luck to you."

That's the answer over there.

Ding Zaixu couldn't respond either, so he just stuffed the walkie-talkie back into his bag. He came to the ladder of the other shaft, quickly climbed up and pushed down the manhole cover.

This time the manhole cover opened smoothly.

Ding Zaixu climbed out, covered the manhole cover, and then ran to the garage next to him, thinking that he might be able to block Shi Enzhou who was about to run away.

However, no one came out from the main entrance.

After entering the auto repair shop, Ding Zaixu pulled out his pistol and moved forward while alerting, for fear of being ambushed by Shi Enzhou.

However, he didn't see Shi Enzhou until he returned to the well that had just been set by Shi Enzhou.

It was a downed motorcycle pressing the manhole cover.

This kind of motorcycle is very heavy. When testing a motorcycle driver's license here in Japan, the first indicator is to see if you can use your own muscle strength to support the downed motorcycle.

With Ding Jae-wook's muscle strength, it is of course not a problem to just support the motorcycle, but when he was just in the well, it was really difficult to exert force, so he didn't push it.

"Shi Eunju! Come out!"

Ding Zaixu shouted, and then he heard nothing except the echo caused by the outer wall of the factory building.

"Damn!" Ding Zaixu cursed again.

He patted his head, thinking hard about what Shi Enzhou would do afterwards. But soon he discovered that it is simply too difficult for normal humans to guess the method of action of a lunatic.

"Damn! Damn!" Ding Zaixu cursed again and again.

**

When Jin Ma Xingxiong arrived with a brigade, the police from the nearby police station had already sealed off the scene and pulled up a cordon.

He passed the cordon and entered the video rental house. He happened to see Daisuke Komori who was doing a crime scene simulation.

"How is it?" he asked.

Komoriyama stopped and replied: "At present, we believe that the two were raided while investigating, and Changshan pulled out the gun, but I don’t know why it didn’t fire. It stands to reason that as an experienced criminal policeman, I would choose to shoot to let people outside know that something serious has happened here."

"Then why didn't it start?" Jin Ma Xingxiong asked with a serious face.

"The bullet is damp." The technician of the forensic department put the pistol and bullets separated from the bullets in a bag and handed them to Kyo Ma.

"Why does our detective hold a damp bullet?"

Nearly Ma Xingxiong was furious.

But a detective called Seetail stepped in and interrupted his anger and said: "This is because Changshan hasn't applied for new ammunition for a long time. He doesn't know how many years the ammunition has been in the gun, and it's **** when it hits the gun. Up."

Nearly Ma Xingxiong was speechless.

"So, do you know who the perpetrator is now?"

"It should be Neda who was discovered by Nagayama and the others. Neda also had a helper." Daisuke Komoriyama said, "Two people killed Nagayama and Shiqiu at the same time. Then the clerk who was a little bit away from them was the knife in the back. I guess it was. It was so chilling to be stabbed with a flying knife. These people are very powerful."

"Then do we know where to find this Neda?" Jinma Xingxiong asked what he cares most about.

"Sorry, the people nearby only know that Neda lives nearby, no one knows where he lives. In addition, according to testimony, Neda often rents videos, so it’s better to get along with the people in the video store. Maybe they have revealed some information.

"Changshan and Shiqiu should have been raided after asking for information."

Nearly Ma Xingxiong was speechless.

"Check, dig three feet of the ground to dig them out! Block the whole block and transfer the helicopter to the air to monitor! But family visits!"

"understand."

"So, do you need to transfer all the people who searched the headquarters?" someone asked.

"No, if you search for people who have jobs in the headquarters, you should continue with the original work. In case this is empty, it will be miserable." After a brief meditation, Jin Ma Xingxiong said, "At the SF conference, the main event with foreign guests should be over. It's almost time to deploy the security forces around the convention and exhibition center."

"Yes!"

"Where is the mobile team?"

"Second Section of Special Aircraft has already set off, but it is blocked on the highway in the mansion." The reporter's voice was a little helpless, "After all, it's the evening rush hour."

Jin Ma Xingxiong helped the amount: "Forget it, don't count on them for now, let the General Affairs Section send a batch of heavy firepower."

The Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters does not have the heavy firepower of the mobile squad, only shotguns or something, but this thing is really heavy compared to the southern revolver that the Japanese police keeps.

**

"Head!" Xing Jishang patted Li Zhenghe on the shoulder excitedly, "The police have begun to withdraw again."

"Very good." Li Zhenghe took the binoculars and muttered while observing, "Oh, that's not bad, this time it was withdrawn a lot, and the effect is better than I thought. Get ready to act."

Li Zhenghe put down his binoculars and looked back at everyone.

"The plan is the same as before. Group A pretends to sneak in as tourists and find an opportunity to occupy the security control center of the Convention and Exhibition Center. Then the rolling shutter door is manually operated and started to be lowered.

"Team B spread out to occupy the four exits, east, west, north, south. When Team A starts to act, Team B will kill the police and block the exits. After all, it takes time for all the rolling shutters to be down, so let the hostages run out during this time. Japanese The evacuation was really fast, too fast."

"Team D is the reserve team, and it is also responsible for blocking the access to the underground. Don’t let the Japanese think about digging into the sewers. After all, there are many young students who visited the conference. They should have heard of the heroic deeds of the seniors. Know to use the sewer to move."

After Li Zhenghe arranged the tasks one by one, he nodded: "Go ahead!"

All the people stood up.

The disguise of Group A is a dead house dress, and the big bag used to hold "trophies" contains the Woods submachine gun.

Group B is dressed as musicians who are going to play in the square in front of the Convention and Exhibition Center. They carry boxes with musical instruments in their hands. Of course, the sound of the instruments in the box is a bit special, mainly percussion, such as Da Da Da.

Because it seems a bit strange that the music group is composed of men, there are also a few more delicate-looking gentlemen who put on small skirts, wigs and makeup.

Ding Zu is relatively unpretentious, and looks like a sewer repairer.

Weapons are also placed in the toolbox.

"Remember the code name of each radio frequency band. After the operation starts, I will regularly request replacement."

Li Zhenghe paused: "I wish you good luck and set off."

**

On the Kiryuu Kazuma side, I had a happily talked about the afternoon with Akino Anno, Koji Okada and others, and had lunch together.

Kazuma feels one thing, Nanjo's sense of existence is too strong for these dead houses.

They all deliberately avoided Nanjo, not looking in her direction.

In the impression of Kazuma, the dead houses in China said on the Internet that they dare not talk to girls or something, the offline one is better than the one who dares to flirt—whether or not the flirt is good is another matter.

But the dead house in Japan really dare not look at the beautiful girl.

Kazuma originally thought that it was a peculiar performance of Heisei and even Reiwa waste, but I did not expect it to be the same in the Showa era.

Sure enough, Showa guys, Heisei wastes, and so on, are just a stalk.

"Then, when your exam is over next year, the music will come to you."

As the representative of this group, Okada said this to Kazuma. This Okada Kouji's Kazuma has been confirmed, and it should be the different time and space homomorphism of Touji Okada in the previous life. It is the leader of this group and later became the first president of GAINAX.

However, he was also the first victim of the power struggle in the society. After being taken out of GAINAX, he disheartenedly stopped doing animation and became a critic of otaku culture.

However, because he retired early, he did not experience the true disintegration of this dream team, and he did not have to fight for the copyright of Evangelion in court with his former friends of dreams.

Now, they are just a group of young people who come together for their dreams and run side by side.

"Okay, leave it to me." Kazuma was a bit resistant to continuing to be a copywriter, but now being emotionalized by the enthusiasm of these people, it didn't hesitate to pat the chest.

—Ah, Shiro Sagi, sorry, I lost your position.

However, Shiro Sagibi should have made his debut as a musician now. Even if Kazuma tops his position, he should continue to shine as a musician, so as not to be buried.

"That dinner..." Okada looked at Nanjo, "Forget it, let's not disturb the romantic dinner between the two. When the formal cooperation begins, we have the opportunity to have a work meal together."

Kazuma smiled and said: "You misunderstood, Miss Nanjo and I..."

"Needless to say, we understand." Okada Kouji interrupted Kazuma.

Kazuma thought you absolutely don't understand.

"Let's talk about it then. I may not be able to get admitted to the University of Tokyo yet."

If he fails to enter the University of Tokyo, he will have to play Kanto United in Kazuma alone. Even if he wins, he is also a felon with a lot of life, and it is impossible to be a musician leisurely.

Okada Koji didn’t know this at all. He said, “It’s better if you don’t pass the test at Dongda University. Come here and we will share the joys and sorrows together. I’m currently fooling... well, persuading a rich young master who likes animation, let’s He is investing in us. He can definitely get the investment that will allow us to let go of making a great work. Come here, you will definitely have a pair of bowls and chopsticks!"

Kazuma nodded: "I remember these words, I will definitely come!"

"Then, see you again this time."

"bye."

Kazuma waved to everyone.

Anye Akito: "Goodbye! By the way, the thoughts you just had on the storyboard are very enlightening to me! When I draw a new storyboard, it will be sent to your dojo. Make sure to take the time to express your opinion. what!"

Kazuma nodded: "Okay!"

"Remember!" Anye Mingren exhorted again.

Kazuma thought, don’t, that’s your opinion, I just brought over what you said in the interview after you became famous, and the content of the conversation with Tsuruma Kazuya!

However, on the surface, he could only agree again: "It must be! Just send it over!"

Anye Akito waved his hand harder.

Kazuma took Nanjo to the exit.

Okada Kouji and Anno Akito watched Kazuma as they walked away, and then they looked at each other.

"I have seen what a genius is today." Anye Akira said, "It's really amazing. He probably has no experience in picture-making, but it can make me feel awkward.

"Weekly Fang Chun shouldn't brag, maybe his songs really have melody in his head, he just reproduced them."

Okada Kouji looked at Anno Akito: "You... forget it, when I didn't say it."

In his book, he wanted to say that it felt the same way when we first met you back then.

"In short, now that the music is done, we will definitely produce truly awesome animations and make a big splash in the entire industry!" He said, "It's up to me next, I will definitely fool the investment. ."

"Actually." Akito Anno scratched his head, "In fact, we have solved the money problem by the way? He wants to do animation, then Miss Nanjo will definitely invest. I think she just wanted to say, "This animation" I voted'."

"Do you think... you keep saying that you don't understand girls' thinking?"

"I don't understand, but this Miss Nanjo gives people a feeling of being a good buddy."

Okada Koji shook his head: "I can't put all the eggs in one basket. I still continue to invest according to the original plan. Miss Nanjo will use this line as a spare."

"Yup."

**

Kazuma here.

"You... actually still know so many things about animation?"

"No, no, I just thought about it when I watched the animation, and thought about something crazy." Kazuma stalled.

"Really? But this shows that you have a talent? You have too much talent, right? Martial arts, music, animation... are you all-powerful?"

Not to mention, the protagonist of the old-school traversal novel has to be omnipotent, but this is not popular recently, and readers think it is too fake, so the existence of the system begins to explain why the protagonist understands so much.

Can't make glass, it's okay, the system will redeem rewards.

I don’t know how to make penicillin.

This is also convenient for readers to bring in.

Because the readers still don't know how to blow glass and make penicillin in the majority.

But the golden finger of Kazuma is too weak to say that it is a system. This is at best an early access version of the gadget, throw it out to cheat money first.

So Kazuma didn't dare to blow too much. If Yuan didn't come back then it would be ashamed, that would be bad.

It is better for him to be humble.

"I also know a little, not a great talent."

Nanjo looked at Kazuma suspiciously: "At least martial arts...you are already at the top level. Music...well, I just touched the professional side, so I don’t know what level you are, but I think This is no longer lost to those real musicians."

Nonsense, Kazuma thought, I copied the work of professional musicians.

He was about to continue to be humble, when suddenly he noticed something strange.

Two people have entries on their heads. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

However, at this SF conference, many people have entries on their heads, such as George Lucas. No, George Jokas has the entry "Visual Magician" on his head. It deserves to be the founder of Industrial Light and Magic. The strong.

So it's not surprising that there are only entries.

This key entry has been seen in Kazuma.

Code 5971

This entry, Kazuma, was seen on the head of the person who kidnapped Chiyoko and harmed Amo.

Kazuma thought to myself, it is really impossible for my own school trip to end safely.

Although there are options to hurry up and stay away from these messy things.

but…

However, I am a hero of justice, my apprentice, and I am also called a law knight.

When Amao encounters this situation, he will definitely go to war with the wicked party and save ordinary people from fire and water.

Although the teacher doesn't have to be good at the disciple, but if I don't stand up at this time, I will have any face in the future and let Amao call me the master.

Kazuma whispered to Nanjo, "Nanjo, cooperate with me."

If Nanjo is there, the solitary dragon entry will not be useful.

But at this time Nanjo moved away, Kazuma worried about her safety instead.

It's better to let her be by her side and fight side by side.

Nanjo also has ten-level kendo, and with the entry of Haiyan, the combat effectiveness is not low.

And Kazuma feels that even if he does not rely on the lonely entry, he is a tough guy.

No, it should be said that I should become a real tough guy, instead of thinking about relying on entries all day.

Although Nanjo Honami didn't understand what happened, she glanced at the profile of Kazuma and nodded solemnly: "I will. Leave your back to me."

Kazuma nodded, then put his arms around Nanjo's shoulders, pretending to be tourists, and walked towards the two guys with the codenames of 5971.

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