I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma was about to talk more with the two detectives from Odaiba Police Station, but there was a harsh brake sound behind him.

He looked back and saw the Iida detective and his partner getting out of the car, who was searching for a section of the Metropolitan Police Department.

He also heard the detective Sang in Odaiba say, "The big man from the Sakurada Gate is here, this matter is not our business."

Kazuma turned around to meet him and stretched out his hand to Ida: "Long time no see, Ida detective."

Iida Interpol took the hand of Kazuma and went straight to the subject with a polite sentence: "What's the situation?"

"I found a police department with a gold watch called Kitamachi Kenichi. Do you have any impression?"

"No, he definitely didn't search for it." Interpol Juta said immediately, "I know the police department of the gold watch for the search. In fact, I suspect that the entire criminal department is not a police department called Kitamachi. It should be from the police department. Right?"

Kazuma: "From the Police Department"

The Interpol Iita complained: "The badge system of the Japanese police should have been changed a long time ago, at least for people to see what it belongs to."

"The same is true for the American police badge system. The accidental police badge only shows that he is." Asano interrupted, "Everything in Japan is in line with the United States, so don't think about it."

Interpol Ida nodded, walked around Kazuma and Asano and walked towards the corpse. He took out his gloves from his pocket and put on his gloves while muttering to himself: "Let me see what the police officer looks like."

He squatted down beside the corpse and straightened the corpse's face with his hands.

"I really don't have an impression at all." The Juda detective whispered, "I thought I could think of something when I saw my face. Do you have an impression?"

This sentence is for Ju Tian's partner.

But the partner shook his head.

Kazuma came to the Iida detective and said: "The forensic department in Odaiba found the suicide note."

"You said that there is a suicide note." The Jutian detective turned his gaze to the forensic officer, "Take a look at the suicide note."

The forensic officer immediately handed the suicide note, which was spread flat and put into a plastic bag to protect it, to the Iida Criminal Police.

Interpol Iita carefully read the suicide note, and sighed: "It seems that this should be treated as suicide. There is nothing wrong with us."

Kazuma was shocked: "Just because of suicide note?"

"That's right." Interpol Juda looked helpless, "If it is a suicide, the above will not let us investigate. As long as it is a government employee, it will usually be treated as suicide if it finds a suicide note."

Kazuma: "Why do I suddenly see the dark side of the Japanese government?"

"Yeah." Interpol Juta stood up and took off the gloves that he had just put on. "This guy doesn't know what insider trading is involved. Seeing that he wears a famous suit of the dead, he should have made no money. Less."

Kazuma was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect the Iita Criminal Police to say this directly.

It seems this kind of thing is very common.

Kazuma has also heard many suicides by Japanese officials in the past life. For example, the accountant of the Olympic Games suddenly jumped off the railroad track to commit suicide. At that time, there were all conspiracy theories on the Internet. I thought it was because Japanese officials had eaten too much kickbacks. There is no balance, so the chief accountant can only die.

But Kazuma thought these were accidental incidents.

It doesn't look like this.

Kazuma was really shocked. Interpol Juta turned his head and looked at him: "You are a member of the mobile team. If you want to continue the investigation, no one can stop you. After all, the mobile team also has the right to enforce the law. But I don’t know you are investigating. Who will be offended by going down."

Kazuma can see that the Interpol Iita is actually not reconciled to stop the investigation like this, but he is under the control of the above, and he can’t help the investigation to close the case by suicide, so he hopes in the Kazuma) .

After all, Kazuma has offended most people in the Metropolitan Police Department, and now it has become a hero of the Metropolitan Police Department because it prevented robbers from killing indiscriminately.

He can continue to investigate.

Kazuma: "I suspect there is a problem with this suicide note. You see it has been soaked in water for so long, the paper is almost broken, but the text is still clear, it looks like it was written with a waterproof ballpoint pen."

Jutian Interpol shook his head: "This cannot be regarded as a suspicious point, because many ballpoint pens worn by the police are made of waterproof paint."

"Is that so?" Kazuma raised his eyebrows.

"That's right, because no one knows whether it will be raining to investigate or something. When the police manual becomes wet and the words written on it are not clear, it may be a mistake. You can't use ordinary ballpoint pens? "

Kazuma touched his pocket, his expression has said everything.

His things were all prepared by his younger sister. How could Chiyoko make him wear a waterproof pen if he was so picky? It must be done by buying the cheapest pen at the stationery store.

Juta Interpol: "Are there any doubts?"

Kazuma: "The other thing is that the forensician knew it was a letter before he took it out."

"That should be because I have seen too many things like this, so I just decided it directly when I touched something that seems to be a letter. This is also normal." Jutian Criminal Police spread his hands together, "Are there any doubts? I will directly tell you what you might get. I’ll tell you all of his responses. It’s useless for you to just find these doubts."

It turns out that Iita Interpol is helping Kazuma to confirm whether the doubts are useful.

Kazuma followed a few more points, which were directly rejected by Interpol Iida.

"It's useless. If this goes on, the case can only be closed by suicide." The Jutian detective sighed, "I will return to the Metropolitan Police Department first. If you want to investigate and continue to investigate, just call me if you have any problems."

Kazuma: "OK."

Then Jutian detective led his partner away.

Kazuma squatted down next to the corpse again, looking at the face of the deceased who had begun to swell.

Yesterday I received the olive branch thrown by the gold watch team. Today, a gold watch team committed suicide.

Is there a quota limit for the gold watch team, kill one to give me an empty place?

Kazuma was thinking about this while taking off the gold watch from the corpse's wrist.

The mark on the dial indicates that this watch is a Rolex watch like the one received by Kazuma yesterday.

However, this watch looks different from the style received yesterday in Kazuma, maybe it is the style of Rolex a few years ago.

The one received by Kazuma should be the latest one in the last two years.

Although the watch was soaked in water, and when Kazuma was picked up, water was still dripping from the gap in the case, but it was still moving.

You can hear the sound of machinery running inside the watch.

Kazuma: "Why can this watch go after soaking in water?"

"The police department makes up, mechanical watches are not afraid of being soaked in water." Asano said, "After all, there are mechanical structures inside, which rely on clockwork to move around."

Kazuma: "Clockwork?"

As a poor man who has never brought a high-end mechanical watch, Kazuma has never seen a watch without a battery.

"You don't know? This position of the watch is wound." Asano knelt down and pointed to a part of the watch.

Kazuma is speechless: "Sorry, this is the first time I have seen a wind-up watch."

"After all, the police department made up for you to wear an electronic watch." Asano shrugged.

Kazuma put the watch close to my ear and listened carefully to the mechanical sound inside.

One of the two forensics said, "Can you give us that after you have checked it? This is a key exhibit, and you have to register it."

Kazuma reached out and stuffed the watch into the hands of the forensician.

He checked the corpse again, then stood up: "Leave the rest to the forensic department. Let's visit the family of the Kitamachi Police Department."

"Okay! But I suggest that we take the Waterway Department's boat to the other side first, and then transfer to the subway. Now driving to visit can anger you."

Kazuma: "What about our car? Just throw it in this parking lot?"

"Throw it, now that you are so famous, you all know that it is a car repaired by the Hero Police Department. No one will steal it. Maybe someone else will come over to take a photo." Asano teased.

Kazuma scratched his head.

After a rush, Kazuma came to the door of the dead Kitamachi Police Department.

This is a one-family building that looks very new and looks quite large in size.

Asano mumbled in front of the door, "How do I feel that the Kitamachi Police Department is not making less money?"

Kazuma: "Don't see a big house and think that the people who live in it are very rich, look at me!"

Asano immediately uttered an "Ah" voice: "Indeed, the police department made up for you to live in such a large dojo. As a result, even the air conditioner could not be installed."

"It's still affordable to install, but the electricity bills can't stand it. After all, my old house leaks everywhere."

"The police department makes up your house, what do you do in winter? Will it not be cold to death?"

"There are kotatsu in winter." Kazuma shrugged, "my sister and I like to sleep in kotatsu, so I often catch colds."

Asano laughed.

At this moment, the door of the house in front of you opened suddenly.

The woman who opened the door was startled: "Huh?"

Kazuma draws out the police badge with proficient movements.

Female: "Ah, it's my husband's colleague, what's the matter?"

Kazuma couldn't help but glance at Asano.

Then he asked the woman: "Don't you know that your husband has an accident?"

The woman looked inexplicable: "My husband called back last night and said that he was going to have a drink with a friend, and he would go straight to the Metropolitan Police Department to sleep after drinking. What's wrong?"

Kazuma: "He, you calmly listen to me, your husband committed suicide."

The woman widened her eyes, swayed and leaned against the door frame, and sat down along the door frame instead.

Kazuma knelt down and asked with concern: "How are you?"

The woman looked at Kazuma blankly: "What?"

"Are you okay?" Kazuma repeated the question.

Asano muttered next to him, "How could it be good? Doesn't it look good at this point."

Kazuma: "Festivals have changed. We came to ask, is there anything unusual about the Kitamachi Police Department recently?"

Woman: "Nothing."

"Did he mention anything about work?" Kazuma asked again.

"No. He never talks about work at home."

"Then has he been drinking alcohol recently?" Kazuma continued.

"No, my husband only drinks when socializing, and my husband drinks very well."

Kazuma raised his eyebrows and glanced at Asano again.

Asano asked, "Recall your husband's recent actions carefully. Suicide cannot be completely without warning. Especially the suicide with a suicide note."

Mrs. Kitamachi frowned immediately and thought.

After a while she suddenly said: "Ah, yes, my husband suddenly told me a few days ago that if something big happened, he would open the safe in his study and take out the contents. He also said I will know what to do when I see it."

The first reaction of Kazuma is: Good fellow, you still have a safe.

This is something that Kazuma has never seen before, because Kazuma doesn't have anything worth keeping in a safe.

Moreover, no thieves dared to visit the Kazuma house. After all, the thieves and Jidao are inextricably linked. They all know that Kiryu Dojo is the residence of a fierce man who has dismantled two groups.

Asano: "It's now, please open the safe and take out the contents!"

"Okay." Mrs. Kitamachi nodded, then struggled to get up and staggered into the house.

Kazuma followed up and found that the entrance hall was beautifully decorated and the floor was very smooth, so it must be waxed frequently.

Despite the unfortunate death of her husband, Mrs. Kitamachi did her job as a hostess and took the guest slippers for her partner in Kazuma.

Kazuma originally planned to step on the ground wearing socks directly after slippers.

While they were changing shoes, the hostess stumbled along the corridor to the stairs.

Kazuma hurriedly followed, supporting the hostess beside.

"No, thank you." Mrs. Kitamachi waved her hand, "I can do it. And the stairs in my house are so narrow that two people can't go up."

Kazuma looked at the staircase that was much wider than the staircase in the dojo, and didn't speak.

Mrs. Kitamachi went upstairs, Kazuma followed.

Asano walked at the end and whispered to Kazuma, "This one-family building does not seem to be cheap~www.readwn.com~Kazuma nodded.

This one-family building is a cement masonry structure, and the interior decoration is very modern, which looks like a high-end apartment.

It is certain that this house did not cost less.

After going up to the second floor, Kazuma saw the small sign "One husband's room" hung on the door on the left hand side.

Kazuma: "A husband is your son?"

"Yes, but since going to university, he ran to rent a house near Kanda River." Mrs. Kitamachi said.

When I heard Kazuma, he opened the door and glanced inside.

Asano asked, "Which university did you go to?"

"He didn't do well in the exam and went to a third-rate private university." Mrs. Kitamachi said. "This is my husband's study room, and the safe is here."

After saying that she entered the room opposite the husband's room, Kazuma immediately followed.

The study does not look like a police room, but like a study room for a cultural person.

Kazuma didn't even see the safe at first glance.

Mrs. Kitamachi got behind the desk and squatted down.

Kazuma heard the sound of her twisting the rotor of the safe.

He stepped forward and found the safe under the desk.

Mrs. Kitamachi quickly opened the safe and screamed.

Kazuma hurriedly looked down, but found that the safe was empty.

He turned his head and glanced at Asano.

Asano said in a speechless voice: "It seems that the Kitamachi Police Department is very likely to commit suicide. It should be the killer who stole the assassin he prepared."

Kazuma nodded: "Indeed."

At this time Mrs. Kitamachi asked, "You mean, was my husband killed?"

Kazuma: "It should be like this. Please carefully recall what he said to you recently. There may be any clues."