Conan reborn as a detective

Chapter 942
As the head general of the Kendo club, Okita Souji was about to meet the old man who was a Kendo master, but the other party didn't know what was going on, and his attitude was quite cold. He gave him a alienated face and walked to the middle of the dojo to sit down.

"what happened?"

Okita Souji scratched his head dejectedly.

The other party is a senior and a senior, so I thought it would be easy to talk to.

"Did I do something wrong?" Okita asked his companion in distress.

"No." The companion shook his head, "Maybe the teacher has this temperament... well, the challenger from the opposite side is also present, and I heard that he is a great swordsman of the ancient swordsmanship genre."

"Ancient swordsmanship?"

Okita looked at the other side in a daze, and found that the bearded man greeted Gao Cheng warmly and respectfully.

"Is that the person?"

"Yeah," the companion said strangely, "Does Detective Kido know him?"

"Ok?"

The kendo old man found a place to kneel and kneel with a sullen face and walked majestically. He held the handle of the bamboo knife with a full sense of ritual and waited for the opponent to enter the arena. Suddenly his eyelids twitched and he noticed Gao Cheng who was talking to the opponent.

He stared at him like a ghost, and the old man suddenly turned his head to look at Souji Okita, his white beard trembled, and he sat back with a question mark on his head.

Is there a whole player game?
Hmph, I thought it was only in TV shows, but it actually happened to him.

Keep calm and don't get angry.

Keep calm so that your hands don't shake. Winning or losing the competition is irrelevant to him who is semi-reclusive, but if he loses because of his own mistakes, he can't accept it.

Kendo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, finally calmed down, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the bearded man bowing deeply to Gao Cheng like a disciple.

How could this be so, a majestic master of swordsmanship is so shameless!
Gao Cheng was also taken aback, wondering what the bearded man was doing.

"Detective Kido," the bearded man said earnestly, "Since I got Detective Kido, no, Mr. Kido, I received a lot of inspiration last time. I took over the master's dojo and settled down to study. Only in this way can I have what I am today. So I’ve been looking for an opportunity to thank you in person.”

"Uh……"

Gao Cheng thought about it.

Does he have any pointers?Back then, he went to see Sonoko in the red-leaf forest in Gunma County. It was snowing, and because he got lost, he didn't have the mood to pay attention to this guy at all, and just asked for directions.

"What's going on, Kido?" Waiting for the bearded man to walk away, Hattori quietly approached Gao Cheng, and asked mysteriously, "Do you know that man?"

"I don't know you, I just met once."

Gao Cheng then looked towards the field.

Kendo master... Is this guy very good at swordsmanship?

In the eyes of outsiders, the so-called kendo master competition is actually very boring, because most of the time it is a test, and ordinary people can't see the subtle movements.

Modern Japanese kendo is different from ancient times, or in other words, it is not the same as the Gintama world where Gao Cheng learned swordsmanship. Gao Cheng propped up his chin and watched boredly, hoping to learn something.

For his swordsmanship, the most important thing is to understand the opponent, which requires very high eyesight, which makes it seem that the competition in the arena is very easy.

These two people are about the same in terms of physical strength. The bearded man is in his prime and has advantages in physical strength and speed, while the old man has rich experience and the competition is in the details. However, if the confrontation continues like this, as long as the bearded man can stand it Temperament, the old man with weak physical strength will not be in a good situation.

It's just that the bearded man learned murder swordsmanship in the past, so he definitely doesn't have enough experience in competitions.

The result of the competition depends on the bearded man himself, if he loses his temper, or is caught by the old man, losing is only a matter of an instant.

"Tumen [-]th dan vs. Rongtian [-]th dan, start now!"

Because it was a private competition, there were no judges. Apart from the reporters, most of the people around were local students who were interested in kendo. There were also some people passing by from other places to watch the competition.

A tall, bald high school student sat behind Gao Cheng, and when he saw Gao Cheng yawning again and again, he frowned again and again, and his hard neck muscles bulged accordingly.

As a kendo master from Tokyo, Onimaru Takeshi has won the national competition twice in a row. Although his rank is not high due to his age, his own strength is actually not inferior to that of Domon [-]th dan and Eita [-]th dan off the field, and his actual combat ability is even better. Far more than that, I just came here to experience the high-ranking competition style.

As a layman, he has heard of the name of the famous detective Kido Takasei, because he likes to read the left character detective series, but he is almost the same as Okita... no, the appearance is the same, but the attitude of watching the competition is really different. big.

I will have to give a good lecture later.

Thinking of this, Onimaru looked at Okita Sougo on the other side.

He originally came here this time because of Okita. Although he won two national championships, he had never played against Okita. It happened that there was still some time before this national competition, so he wanted to come and have a look.

At this time, Hattori is explaining the rules of kendo ranks to Gao Cheng.

To obtain the 6th Dan, you need to be over 36 years old after 10 years of obtaining the 65th Dan qualification. The [-]th Dan is more than [-] years after obtaining the [-]th Dan. Nine dans must reach eight dans and be over [-] years old, and they themselves have made contributions to kendo.

The Rongtian [-]th Duan here has been running a dojo for decades. It is strong and experienced. It is one of the few [-]th Duans. This time it will be a private competition with the Tumen [-]th Duan. It is entirely out of many years ago a promise.

As for the [-]th dan of kendo, there is no one now, and the last [-]th dan fanshi known as the Showa Juggernaut died decades ago.

"Is it so complicated? It seems that the seventh dan of Tumen is going to win instead."

The reason why Gao Cheng yawned was because of his kendo rank.

Before he came to the world of Conan, he knew that there were ranks, but he didn't pay attention to them. Compared with relying on ranks, he preferred competitions.

A kendo level that doesn't take strength as the only standard is really meaningless.

However, it is also understandable that after the age of 60, the decline in physical fitness is inevitable, and no matter how hard it is, the decline in strength cannot be concealed.

If you don't have enough strength, you can't react quickly. Of course, you need to train your mind, that is, rely on your IQ to defeat the enemy. After all, if you practice swordsmanship for a long time, your eyesight and other abilities will only become stronger and stronger. However, the further you go, the less the reinforcement can keep up with the body. weak.

If there is no requirement for qualifications, it is not necessarily a good thing for the development of modern kendo. That's why there are nine-dan and ten-dan, which are almost honorary ranks.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Gao Cheng got up and said.

He has already seen what he should see, and it doesn't make any difference to him whether he wins or loses.

For ordinary people and even half swordsmen, the two sword masters in the competition are indeed powerful, but from his point of view, they are still far behind.

Even if speed is excluded, he surpassed these people by too much in a pure sword move competition, and he can easily see through the gaps in the body, the falseness of the sword move, and the next move.

Just as he imagined, the system's swordsmanship master level is indeed at the top in this world, and the swordsmanship master level has basically surpassed this world.

"Going to the bathroom again?" Hattori asked in surprise, "Didn't you go there just now?"

"Can't you?"

Gao Cheng snorted coldly and walked out of the kendo gym, leaving Hattori to sit back in place in a daze.

Compared with rank, he cares more about genres. There are many genres in this world. There are ancient schools and new schools. Hattori seems to have learned the Yagyu Xinyin style swordsmanship.

Although he is a master of swordsmanship now, the system has not improved his swordsmanship. Apart from the swordsmanship he learned from Songyang and practiced on the battlefield, there is only Tiantang Wuxin Liu and the quick swordsmanship he stole from Liusheng's house. A stronger sword technique developed from Xinyinliu sword technique.

Although the swordsmanship is good, he doesn't mind learning more schools to integrate into his own swordsmanship. Even if the swordsmanship that can be passed down is not strong, it has its own advantages more or less.

"Ok?"

At the end of the competition, Hattori waited at the door for Gao Cheng who hadn't come back from the bathroom with a speechless face, but at this time Gao Cheng was stopped by the bald man.

With a round head, a pair of angry eyes, a mole between the eyebrows, a pointed chin, strong muscles, and a tall body like an iron wall, he looks like an angry One Punch Man Saitama.

Gao Cheng swallowed.

Is this man a monk?

"My name is Onimaru Take." The bald man said in a mature voice, reaching out his hand to Gao Cheng, "I'm your fan."

"what?"

Gao Cheng shook hands foolishly.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a fan, but it looks like you are trying to find fault.

"Well, it's not convenient to sign now, see you later..."

Before Onimaru could continue to speak, Gaocheng dodged past, and hurried to the kendo hall to join Hattori.

Seeing Gao Cheng run away, Onimaru suddenly tightened his eyes.

Just for a moment, he wanted to reach out to grab Gao Cheng, but he had no chance to make a move. A sense of terror came from his body spontaneously, and when he realized that Gao Cheng was already behind him.

The one in the restroom shouldn't be Okita, right?That Okita Sougo didn't seem to be so exaggerated.

"Wait a minute, Onimaru-kun!" A reporter chased after him and shouted, "Do you have any special purpose for appearing here today?"

Onimaru withdrew his gaze abruptly, and responded calmly to the reporter, "I'm just passing by. I'm going back to Tokyo tomorrow to go to the hospital."

……

Tokyo.

Accompanied by Xiao Ai, Gao Cheng went to the hospital.

"I haven't eaten sweets for the past few days. I just watched a competition when I went to Kyoto..." Gao Cheng was talking, and when he saw the bald Onimaru coming out of the consulting room next to him, he froze for a moment.

How could the fan I met in Quanxin High School be such a coincidence?
"So?" Xiao Ai asked with rolled-up eyelids, "Diabetes? I don't think it's surprising at all..."

"Shh!"

Gao Cheng pulled Xiao Ai to avoid the puzzled Guimaru and said fiercely: "How could it be diabetes? The doctor said that I just ate too much sweets, and I just need to be more restrained in the future."

"Restraint?" Xiao Ai raised her eyebrows.

"Nichimai TV's "Dessert Master" is of course going to be pushed." Gao Cheng looked at the expressionless Xiao Ai and continued, "At home, there are some sweets hidden under the bed in the bedroom, I just throw them away..."

Xiao Ai raised her index finger and interrupted: "In the bookshelf, behind the TV cabinet, on the ceiling, and in the dog food cabinet, throw it all away!"

"Uh……"

Gao Cheng's scalp was numb.

"You don't need all of them?"

"In your computer..."

"I lost it."

Back at the detective agency, Gao Cheng sighed, and took out all the sweets he had hidden until now, most of which were chocolate and strawberry milk.

Ayumi, who was called by Xiao Wai, rushed towards a pile of snacks screaming, with happy smiles on their faces.

"Brother Kido is the best!"

"nothing……"

Gao Chengrou smiled painfully, trying not to look at the sweets.

The reason why he hid so many sweets is that on the one hand, he needed sweets when he was practicing swordsmanship, and he also needed sweets when he used his brain.

Now the side effects are coming. According to the doctor, I can only eat sweets once a week in the future, and there must be a limited amount. It will take at least half a year to return to normal.

Simply cruel.

He knew the current condition of his body, the key was not the amount of sweets, but the slackness of his body.

Just like a soldier returning to a peaceful life from the battlefield, his body and brain are also less tolerant to sweets due to lack of stimulation, and this time it just happened to show it.

For his sweet tooth, he needs to strengthen his training and solve more difficult cases at the same time.

(End of this chapter)