I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

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Mei Jiazi is still calling Kazuma: "Come on! This barbecue looks very good, and the apple candy over there feels delicious!"

Kazuma smiled and said: "If it's good, you can eat it, don't worry about me. I will show up at the social office."

"Eh~~~" Mei Jiazi dragged a long tone to express her dissatisfaction.

Kazuma originally wanted to ignore her, but today she is too cute and cute children can enjoy special treatment, so Kazuma still comforted: "I will go to the social office to show my face, and I will be back soon. I will walk around with you."

"Really? Come to pull the hook."

Seeing such a luxurious Mikako making such innocent and girlish movements, Kazuma involuntarily obeyed her, stepping forward and hooking her little finger with her right little finger.

At this moment, Kazuma suddenly wanted to copy a song "Swear by Finger".

When pulling a hook in China, the mantra is to hang on the hook for a hundred years, and the Japanese mantra emphasizes that those who violate the promise must swallow a thousand needles.

After pulling the hook, Mikako let go, and then slapped Kazuma **** the shoulder: "Go! Come back when the business is done, I will replace you with Qing Liuluu!"

Qingliu: "Huh? What? What's the matter with me?"

Kazuma: "Please, Qing Luluo! Take care of this monkey for me."

"Why Kazuma you also called me Qingliuluu! Really..." Although Qingliu wrinkled her face, she took a few steps forward and looked at Meijiazi, "What do you want to eat? I'll accompany you. You go buy it."

"I want to go there to play and throw the ring!" Mei Jiazi said.

"Aren't you going to eat? Why did you suddenly want a loop?"

"It's like this when I'm interested!"

Mikako hopped to the center of the shrine square, Qing Liu followed her behind her with an unwilling look, like Xiaoxin who was forced to walk out the dog in the comic Crayon Shinchan.

The other girls of Kiryu Dojo are now gathering in front of the stall selling apple candies.

Kazuma looked at each other with Tamamo, who was licking happily with a sip of apple candy, turned and walked to the agency.

Qingluo has combat power to follow Mikako, and Yuzao looks at everyone, and there shouldn't be anything to worry about.

Lord, don’t get cold.

The shrine was also decorated. There were three witches sitting in the sales window on the first floor, but there were not many people who came to visit the festival early, so there were no people visiting the shrine. The three witches were chatting idly.

The three witch sitting in the middle is Hiroko, but she put on makeup and used concealer to treat freckles on her face. It looks much more beautiful than when she saw her in Kazuma.

The other two witches may be friends of Bozi.

Kazuma came to the sales window and asked: "The Lord asked me to come over and talk about something."

"Huh? Ah, Mr. Kiryu!" Hiroko smiled, "My Lord God is in his own office behind, but I didn't hear him say that he is waiting for you."

"He is waiting for me." Kazuma emphasized indisputably, "then I will pass."

After that, he turned and walked towards the front entrance of the office.

When he turned around, he heard Bozi's friend ask Bozi: "This is Mr. Kiryu? It's more handsome than expected."

"The boys in Tokyo are like this. I don't know if he would like..."

"Don't think about it, there are a group of beautiful female apprentices, I have seen a few, they are all beautiful enough that girls will be attracted to them."

At the main entrance of the social office, Kazuma met several brawny men carrying ceremonial flags and other decorations.

These people are wearing the armband of the Tourism Promotion Association.

Kazuma passed by these people and entered the social office. I saw the office which was quite tidy when it came before. Now it is full of various things.

A young man wearing the armband of the Tourism Promotion Association held a writing board and saw Kazuma come in and asked directly: "What are you here for?"

"I'm here to see the Lord." Kazuma said.

"He's in his office." The young man pointed to the passage leading inside.

Kazuma nodded, and carefully observed the young man as he walked inside. It stands to reason that there should be no young people on the hot spring street. After all, even the hotel waitresses are more than 30 aunts.

Suddenly seeing a young man in his early twenties, Kazuma naturally needs to pay more attention.

"Is there anything on my face?" the young man asked when he noticed the gaze of Kazuma.

Kazuma: "There don't seem to be many young people in this area, so I think it's quite novel."

"I've always been in charge of paperwork at the village office. The young people who stay here are either working as clerks or spending time in the Fire and Disaster Reduction Department." The other party explained with a smile, "Now there are not enough staff, so I came out of the office to help. "

Kazuma gave an "Oh", stopped looking at this person, strode into the passage leading to the back.

He came to the door of the Lord's office in a familiar way and knocked on the sliding door lightly.

"Ota-san, here I am."

There was silence over the sliding door.

Kazuma is tongue-in-cheek-no?

He directly moved his hand to open the sliding door, and then saw the God Lord fall on the table.

"Come on!" Kazuma shouted, "My Lord God has something wrong!"

He did not enter the office the first time, because he suddenly had an idea, and some scenes in detective novels that framed the first discoverer as the murderer appeared in his mind.

The young man who was in charge of distributing supplies came first: "What's the matter?"

"My Lord God has something wrong, call a doctor!"

"Got it!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, another middle-aged man's voice sounded: "What's the matter?"

The young man who distributed the supplies said, "Doctor Fujita! The one who said that the Lord God had something wrong."

"Oh?"

The middle-aged man named Fujita appeared in the line of sight of Kazuma carrying a box with a red cross, followed by the young man just now.

"The doctor came so quickly." Kazuma said.

"Because I'm at the agency, preparing to deal with the people injured in the festival tonight. The stone steps in front of this shrine are especially prone to sprain their feet. Every year there are a bunch of tourists like this to deal with." Dr. Fujita answered as he walked to the Lord's office. Come.

Kazuma then asked: "You don't hear your accent like a local."

"Of course I am not. There is no doctor in this place. I have to go to town to see a doctor. But for tourism development as a hot spring street, you can't even have a doctor, so you can ask me from Tokyo. You let me.

Kazuma stepped aside from the door.

Dr. Fujita glanced at the office, and his tone immediately hurried: "Taro, go call someone! Maybe you have to send to the town hospital for emergency."

"Understood." The young man who followed the doctor replied loudly, Kazuma only then knew his name was Taro.

As Taro turned and dashed away, Dr. Fujita stepped forward and squatted down at the divine lord's low table, and turned the divine lord's hand to feel the pulse.

"I'm going to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation," he said solemnly. "Come here and help me level the person."

Kazuma immediately stepped forward to help level the Lord Lord.

The doctor first checked the divine lord’s nose and mouth, and then to see if there was any trauma on the body, and finally pulled off the divine lord’s formal suit jacket and began cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

At this time, Taro brought a few people from the Tourism Promotion Association over.

As soon as the headed uncle entered the office, he shouted: "Doctor Fujita, can the God Lord still preside over the festival?"

"Asshole thing! He can't even save his life!" Dr. Fujita cursed, and the CPR did not stop at all.

Kazuma observes this person who comes in and asks if the **** can preside over the festival.

Looks at the expression should be considered a small boss, most likely to be a local, 30 to 40 years old.

The man looked at the God Lord on the ground: "What's wrong? Just now he was still in the square before and after drinking before and drinking, this suddenly fell?"

"I don't know. Has the family of the Lord God come? Can you tell me if he has a history of heart disease?"

Everyone shook their heads, and Taro answered on behalf of everyone: "The only relative of the **** Lord now is in Tokyo. How about calling Bozi to ask?"

"Call here!"

Taro turned around and ran out of the room.

Kazuma carefully observes the furnishings in the room.

He first tried the sliding door that opened to the other side, and it opened easily.

——Hey, this doesn’t even count as a secret room. You can just open the sliding door from the outside and you can come in and commit the murder. After doing it, you can walk outside and run away.

Kazuma stepped out.

The outside is on the marginal side, and down from the marginal side is the muddy ground. The soil is very dry and hard, and no footprints can be seen.

So Kazuma looked up at the eaves.

He is a parkour master, and going to the house is a routine operation for him.

——What's more, the white-haired guy I chased for ten miles that night, he is the ape Taishan who can fly between the treetops.

At this time, more people flooded into the office of the Lord.

"Mr. Fujita, what's wrong with Lord God?" Hiroko also came in, asking anxiously.

"It's not very good, it's wrong, it's very bad. Does God have a history of heart disease? Do you usually take any heart disease-related drugs?"

"No." Bo Zi shook his head, "My Lord God has always been in good health, and this year he always goes up the mountain to collect medicine and wears that mountaineering outfit. He may be physically stronger than me, and he climbs the stone steps in front of the shrine very fast."

"That's weird." Doctor Fujita stopped CPR, felt his pulse, and then shook his head. "I think it's better to let the police handle it."

"What? Let the police handle it? That's not okay!" The little boss just yelled again.

"Kobayashi!" Doctor Fujita roared, "Do you know this is dead?"

"So what? Dr. Fujita, do you know how many people on this hot spring street pointed to the tourist season to eat for a year, how many people are counting on this festival to subsidize their families? The festival will stop when the police come! No, this is definitely not possible! "

Doctor Fujita pointed to the nose of the man named Kobayashi: "You! How can you say such a rebellious thing?"

"How can I be so rebellious? I didn't say that I can't call the police. I just don't let the call now. After the festival is over, I will let the police come to investigate. It can't be like last year! Last year, because a college student died in the mountains, I did it like that. The big battle directly scared away a bunch of tourists!

"If you do this again this year, everyone in the hot spring street will drink northwest wind!"

Kazuma couldn't talk in the side anyway, so he continued to investigate the room.

Unexpectedly, Kobayashi suddenly saw Kazuma and pointed at him and asked loudly, "What's the matter with this raw face here?"

"Huh? Me?" Kazuma was taken aback for a moment, but immediately explained, "The Lord called me in the evening and asked me to come to the shrine to see him and said that he had made an amazing discovery."

"What did you find?" Xiaolin asked.

Kazuma: "How did I know? He was supposed to be calling in the main hall of the social office, saying that there were too many people, so he asked me to come over and talk in detail."

As soon as the voice of Kazuma fell off, Taro nodded and said: "Yes, the Lord did make a phone call in the evening, but I didn't hear exactly what he said. His voice was very low, and the main hall of the social office was at that time. Lots of people, noisy."

In the entire social office, there is a phone in the main hall. Usually, the blogger who sits at the sales window of the social office takes over the phone.

Kobayashi frowned and stared at Kazuma: "What is it so mysterious? Who are you? What are you here for?"

An uncle behind Kobayashi said, "He is Mr. Kiryu who lives in a hotel on the mountainside, and is a musician who comes here to make music."

"Is such a young musician?" Xiaolin shook his head. "What important thing does that musician and the **** master have to avoid everyone mysteriously?"

Kazuma: "I am Kiryuu Kazuma, a student of the University of Tokyo, and also a student detective who has helped the police detect important cases many times.

He felt that if he didn't reveal his identity at this time, he would lose even the right to investigate.

A group of uncles headed by Xiaolin all showed surprised expressions.

Taro suddenly said "Oh": "I remember! You are Kiryuu Kazuma in that newspaper!"

The three words "in the newspaper" have great power on these country folks, making Kobayashi and the others look at Kazuma immediately different.

Kazuma: "Yes, I am the Kiryuu Kazuma in the newspaper. I originally came to this hot spring street to take a vacation and write some music by the way. After the **** knew that I was the Kiryuu Kazuma , Commissioned me to investigate last year’s events."

The uncle behind Xiaolin immediately started talking:

"What happened last year was that of Meiji University, right?"

"That's an ordinary accident. The police have decided on this."

"No, maybe it's love killing. My wife said that she saw the girl from Meiji University quarreling with the dead boy."

They babbled about what Kazuma had already known, all of which was not enough to constitute conclusive evidence, and not enough to accuse Chixi Feng of killing her childhood sweetheart.

And Kazuma now cares more about God's affairs.

Kazuma returned from the door leading to the courtyard to the side of the god, squatted down, and asked Mr. Fujita, "Can you determine the cause of death?"

Doctor Fujita looked at the Lord’s face and shook his head: “I’m not a forensic doctor. I can only tell you that there are no obvious injuries on your body, no strangulation marks on your neck, and no traces of blunt strokes on the top of your head. So I just The first reaction is to suspect a heart attack."

Kazuma nodded, then turned his eyes to the low table in the office.

There are tea cups on the table and scattered objects such as banknotes. All of these were well placed on the table, indicating that the Lord did not struggle when he died.

As long as he struggles, the desktop can't be so neat.

He should have passed away in a very peaceful state.

——Poison?

But can poison kill people so quietly?

Kazuma was thinking about ~www.readwn.com~ while taking out the glove from the pocket-this glove was originally taken from the Lord, but after taking it, there was no chance to use it. I didn't expect to use it at this time.

This is really a bit of black humor.

Taro saw Kazuma putting on gloves and exclaimed: "It feels so professional."

Kazuma glanced at him, and asked, "Are you sure you saw the Lord calling in the evening?"

"Yeah, didn't you also receive a call from the divine lord."

"Then, the time of death should be between the time I called and I broke in." Kazuma put on his gloves and began to look at the objects on the table.

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