I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

After handing the gold watch to the people sent by Jinshan, Kazuma went to work with the electronic watch the next day.

He wants to wear a fake gold watch to work right away, but it takes time to match an exact gold watch.

As soon as he arrived at the office that day, the Hashimoto Police Department of the Chief Accounting Division came to him.

Kazuma noticed Hashimoto glanced at his wrist as soon as he entered the door.

This is obviously confirming the watch.

"Hashimoto Police Department, are you not used to me wearing an electronic watch to work?" Kazuma asked.

Hashimoto Police Department smiled and said, "I thought you would definitely eliminate this electronic watch today."

Kazuma couldn’t tell Hashimoto that his sister sold the gold watch to repair the house. He could only smile and said: "This electronic watch has been with me for many years. After getting up this morning, I walked in a hurry. Put it on."

Police Department Hashimoto had a complicated expression on his face: "That's it."

"Is there any problem?" Kazuma couldn't help asking.

"No, no problem at all. Based on your analysis, you originally wanted to change a watch today?" Hashimoto asked.

"Yes, a senior from the University of Tokyo gave me a new watch yesterday. I wanted to wear that one."

Hashimoto smiled: "Senior's watch is not cheap, right? It seems that someone has been eyeing your fat."

Kazuma: "How did I become fat?"

"The establishment of the Rangers must purchase a lot of police equipment, right? It is said that we will also equip you with helicopters."

Kazuma just laughed: "I didn't count the purchase of helicopters. If I want to say it, I will purchase the American Black Hawk. Then our equipment is better than that of the Self-Defense Forces. It is a pity. "

Hashimoto teased a few more words, then stood up and said goodbye.

When Hashimoto left in Kazuma, he stood up and walked out of the trainers' office. When he was out of the office, he also met Tsuneo Yuji.

Tokono Yuji had a stinking face, as if he didn't want to make way for Kazuma, but Kazuma dexterously turned over from the table next to him.

He heard Changye Yuji mutter: "Like a monkey."

Kazuma ignored Chang Ye and went straight to the chief accounting department from the office.

When he arrived at the door of the chief accounting department, he happened to hear a call inside.

Hashimoto’s police department said to the phone, “He didn’t wear a gold watch. He said that he got up in a hurry this morning, and he was used to wearing an electronic watch. I think it might be true. He came early today. Go out early in the morning peak."

Kazuma was listening, someone came, so Kazuma pretended to pass in front of the chief accounting department's office and went straight to the toilet along the corridor.

In the toilet, Kazuma solved the problem while facing the urinal on the wall, while thinking: Someone asked Hashimoto to confirm whether he was wearing a watch. Is this confirming whether he has belonged to the gold watch group?

Did it come so fast?

Kazuma actually wants to explain that I have no resistance to joining the gold watch group, but the watch was sold by the old girl and the fake watch has not been sent back.

But he changed his mind, doesn't it appear that he has a low attitude? I'm a little unhappy. Tomorrow I will wear a fake gold watch to swagger through the market, so that the group of people behind Hashimoto will know that they really got up in a hurry and wore the wrong one.

Besides, what does it matter whether to join the gold watch group? If you don't join the gold watch group, you can't fight crime? Can't do Hechuan Farong?

It doesn't make sense.

When I thought about Kazuma, I was relieved. Just then, he had finished urinating. He hummed a song to the sink and washed his hands, then swaggered out of the toilet.

When I went out of the toilet, I ran into the Kishimoto police department who was in charge of the training ground. Kazuma smiled and said, "Oh, come and relax?"

"Yeah, it's suffocating me." Suddenly Kishimoto approached Kazuma and said mysteriously, "I heard that you went to the super high-end food booth last night. Didn't you eat well?"

"It's OK." Kazuma nodded, "but I think it tastes worse than Matsuya."

"Then you will take the initiative to tell people about Matsuya, these people treat guests with the company's public relations funds, and they will be scolded by their bosses if they don't finish their menstrual expenses."

Kazuma is speechless: "Is that so?"

"Yes. So you see in the last few days of each month, the nightclub business is super good. In order to spend all the unspent public relations funds, the major companies will desperately drink in the nightclub."

Kazuma thought, it is indeed a bubble era of drunken gold fans.

The Plaza Agreement has not yet been signed, and the Plaza Agreement is even more drunk.

Yes, at the beginning, Japan celebrated the Plaza Accord as a victory over the United States. The Plaza Accord brought Japan into a real bubble era with unlimited bubbles.

It was not until ten years later that Japan realized what the Plaza Accord was all about, but at that time they were already unable to recover.

Kishimoto patted Kazuma on the shoulder and said, "You must be entertained often in the future. Remember to call me when you come."

Kazuma nodded: "Okay, it must be called."

This morning was rare and very peaceful, and there were no reporters to interview at all.

When Kazuma went out for lunch, I couldn't help but sigh: "The street is so quiet, there are no annoying reporters at all."

Asano, who was with him, echoed: "There may be other hot spots today."

Then Asano glanced at the hand of Kazuma and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah! Why are you still wearing a digital watch?"

Kazuma repeats what it said to Hashimoto in the morning: "I woke up in a hurry this morning, and I was in a hurry to wear it wrong."

"You can't do that." Asano pressed his forehead, "Others will think you are refusing to be a member of the gold watch team."

Kazuma: "Tomorrow I don't have to put on the gold watch and it will be over."

"Oh, don't wear it wrong tomorrow. If you bring it wrong for two days in a row, others will think you are very negligent."

"I know, there is actually this kind of doorway."

"Of course." Asano sighed, "Actually, I don't understand the police department's idea of ​​making up for you. I want to put all these troublesome things aside and concentrate on dealing with criminals."

He was talking about Kazuma and arrived in front of his car, so he opened the door and got into the car.

Asano climbed into the co-pilot position and said with a smile: "However, the electronic watch and your crepe car will match very well by then. You must wear a gold watch to drive this car. It must be very unsuitable."

Kazuma smiled and started the car, and at this moment the police rang on the radio: "Attention to all cars around Odaiba. The Tokyo Waterway Dredging Department salvaged a corpse, and it is currently at the Tokyo Waterway Management Terminal in Odaiba. "

Kazuma glanced at Asano.

Asano: "Go? To make it easier to deal with legal issues later, the Rangers also have law enforcement powers."

If there is no law enforcement power, if the Rangers injures people in the action, follow-up will be troublesome.

Therefore, in order to avoid trouble, the Metropolitan Police Department gave the law enforcement power to the Rangers just as they gave the law enforcement power to the Mobile Team back then.

Kazuma started the car in gear: "Let’s go and see."

Odaiba is just as big, and Kazuma soon arrived at the wharf of the channel management department.

This is a small wharf, and only a few small engineering ships and tugboats can be parked.

Now there are two police cars parked on the small wharf, and several police officers are pulling the cordon.

Kazuma always feels that these police officers are lazy.

The Odaiba area is still not prosperous, and the area is vast and sparsely populated. Probably the newly established police station has nothing to do at ordinary times and is out of service.

Kazuma drove a crepe cart past. I thought it was going to go through a set of procedures, and the police who were blocked off the scene rushed.

Unexpectedly, the police officers saluted as soon as they saw the crepe cart.

Asano: "You actually salute, the police department made it up, we finally got out."

"It's just that my car is recognizable." Kazuma waved his hand and got out of the car.

After all, he was the man who made the sales of crepes in Tokyo increased by 30% in a few days.

Now all Tokyo knows that there is a heroic policeman driving a crepe car.

Kazuma displayed the warning badge while striding across the cordon.

Several people from the forensic department are taking pictures of the dead bodies on the ground.

Kazuma saw the dazzling gold watch in the hands of the deceased at a glance.

"Gold watch." Asano whispered to Kazuma.

He is used to the excellent hearing of Kazuma, so he will suppress the sound to the point where only he can hear it. He knows that Kazuma can hear.

"Has the identity of the deceased been verified?" Kazuma asked.

As soon as the two forensics looked up, they saluted when they saw Kazuma.

The popularity of Kazuma is really high now. After all, the Metropolitan Police Department has desperately promoted the heroic deeds of Kazuma in order to divert public attention from the tragic casualties.

Kazuma nodded in response, and then repeated his question.

The forensician immediately replied: "We have just arrived, and the investigation has not yet begun."

Kazuma: "Now check your belongings, maybe you have a driver's license."

"Yes."

One of the two forensics immediately flipped through the pocket of the corpse and took out various things from his pocket.

The police officers looked familiar to one of them.

It was a police handbook, and the police often showed their identity by displaying the badge on the police handbook.

Kazuma took out the gloves and put them on as a detective. It is normal to carry gloves with you, but Kazuma this glove is not the standard equipment of the police, but it is bought together with the crepe cart to make crepes. The kind of gloves that people wear.

Seeing this glove forensician hesitated, but finally handed the police manual to Kazuma.

Kazuma opened the cover and saw the police badge and the name and police rank of the deceased.

"Have you heard the name of Kitamachi Kenichi Police Department?" Kazuma looked up at Asano.

Asano shook his head: "No. But this person is wearing a gold watch, he should be a gold watch team graduated from Dongda University."

One of the appraisers gasped, "Gold watch set? Isn't that an urban legend?"

Kazuma: "No, they exist."

After hearing the words of Kazuma, the two forensics both looked down at the watch of Kazuma.

The electronic watch of Kazuma reflects the noon sun.

"Continue to check the other relics and see if there is anything that can tell us what happened."

Kazuma ordered.

The forensicians immediately continued their work just now, one by one, and one by one who checked out the other things.

Suddenly, the digging forensics exclaimed: "Found a letter."

While saying this, he took out the crumpled letter.

Kazuma usually takes the letter, opens the unsealed envelope, and takes out the letter paper inside.

This is a suicide note.

Probably the content is that the deceased feels that life is meaningless and has no fun, and finally chooses to end his life.

Kazuma frowned, and Asano, who craned his neck to read the letter, mumbled: "You can die if you lower the letter paper a bit?"

Kazuma stuffed the letter directly to Asano.

After reading the letter, Asano said, "Looks like a depression patient? Recently, it seems that depression has increased. I read the psychology column in the newspaper and talked about depression for several periods, and members of Congress have proposed legislation to establish depression. Channel help agencies."

Kazuma did not take care of Asano, but stared straight at the forensic who took out the letter: "Before you took it out, you said that this is a letter? Why would you know this letter? When it was taken out, it was soaked in water and crumpled."

Forensician: "I probably knew it was believed by a touch, after all, this material is something"

"You feel the texture through the gloves?" Kazuma interrupted his excuse.

"Yes." The forensician said confidently, "Don't underestimate my twenty years of forensic experience, the police department makes up for it."

Kazuma was silent.

People say that nothing can be done with the information currently available in Kazuma.

But Kazuma believes that this forensician must have a problem. He either knew that he would find a letter on the deceased Kitamachi, or he simply put the letter on Kitamachi.

Kazuma looked at the state of the letter that Asano was studying again, and felt that it was impossible to put it on the corpse just now, after all, the letter paper had soaked in water and turned into pulp.

At this time, Asano mumbled: "It's strange, the handwriting of this letter is very clear after soaking in water for so long. Could it be written in waterproof ink?"

Kazuma: "You won't know after a test. I happen to have an acquaintance in the Forensic Department of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"It's Kimura, he is indeed an all-rounder, and he is also proficient in laboratory work." Asano replied.

At this time the forensician said: "You can't take the exhibits away, you must keep them in the exhibit room of the police station."

Kazuma: "The murder case should be handed over to the search class, and the exhibits should also be handed over."

"But this is a suicide~www.readwn.com~ The forensic who just touched the letter said.

"But the person who died was the police department of the Metropolitan Police Department." Kazuma added, "In this case, the case should be handed over to the investigation section."

The two forensics looked at each other, and at this moment a voice came from behind Kazuma: "Then hand over, we are also happy to have fun, right?"

Kazuma turned around and saw a 50-odd detective leading a young man in his early 20s who had just crossed the cordon.

The young man was obviously excited when he saw Kazuma, as if he saw a star wanting to sign.

The old policeman followed the gaze of Kazuma to his partner, and smiled: "This guy can admire you. If you can give him an autograph, he will be happy for a week. The Kiryu Police Department will make it up."

Kazuma: "Still, I'm not a star, so I don't have the habit of signing autographs."

At this time, the young man stammered and said, "But you, you are a composer, there should have been activities to buy albums for signing, right?"

Kazuma is staggering. He really participated in this kind of activity. It was in the senior year when the tapes of his music collection were sold, and then the distributor did a job of autographing and selling the tapes.

Kazuma wrote his name and blessings on the packaging of almost three thousand cassettes at the time, and his hands were almost gone.

Kazuma: "Then you go buy a cassette with my song and send it to the mobile team station. I will sign it for you and send it back to you."

The little policeman was overjoyed: "Can you? Great!"

The old policeman coughed, and after attracting attention, he said, "Go back to this dead man. You said he was the police department of the Metropolitan Police Department. Do you know him?"

Kazuma shook his head: "I don't know. But the top students who graduated from the University of Tokyo, in theory, would not be sent to the police station below."

The old policeman glanced at the deceased's watch, nodded and said, "Indeed."