I teach kendo in Tokyo

When Kazuma entered the izakaya, the first thing he saw was the sinister-looking uncle behind the counter.

This uncle exudes the aura of a man with stories, and the most important thing is that he actually has the words on his head.

This entry also looks particularly fierce and is called Rakshasa.

Coupled with the uncle's street fighting level of over 50, this person is probably a retired ex-yakuza.

The uncle was also observing Kazuma, and said before Kazuma could speak: What are you doing, two police officers?

Just as Kazuma was about to answer, Asano spoke first: How did you know we were the police?

The man who just entered the door obviously became more vigilant when he saw me. He must have instinctively discovered that I was a former Yakuza. With such a sense of smell, he must be a good policeman.

Kazuma: That's right. As soon as I walked in, I could tell that you were special.

The uncle took out a can of Coke and threw it to Kazuma: It's not yet time for our store to start serving beer. In fact, the wine for today is still on the way. Let's make do with this, Detective-san.

This is just right, we have to drive back. Kazuma opened the can directly and took a big sip.

Asano looked like he wanted to ask, Where's mine?, but after careful consideration, he decided not to do so.

But the boss lady came over at this time and gave Asano a can of Coke.

Oh, thank you. Asano thanked her repeatedly.

The uncle said at this time: Since you entered the store and realized that it was a store owned by Qianjidao, you probably didn't come to see me.

At this moment, the waiter in the shop opened the curtain leading to the back kitchen and appeared. Kazuma was shocked when he saw him.

The uncle noticed the boy's expression and asked, Do you know this detective Sang? Are you related to the gang of bad friends from before?

The boy shook his head like a rattle: No, I have never seen them again.

Then why are you surprised? Why are you acting like a mouse seeing a cat? the uncle scolded.

Kazuma could tell that this young worker was probably a prodigal son.

It's a pity that unlike Amao, he didn't get the entry, and naturally he didn't have the ability to change his fate by being admitted to Dongda University.

He can only work as a small worker in Okura's izakaya.

The boy pointed at Kazuma: Boss, do you know who he is?

Whoever he is, you can't point your finger at anyone. The uncle said angrily and slapped the young worker hard on the head.

The boy immediately apologized to Kazuma: I'm so sorry!

Kazuma waved his hand: I don't care about this, it's okay.

Asano also helped: I usually give pointers to the police department, so don't worry, the police department never cares about this.

The store manager seemed relieved, and continued what he had just interrupted and asked, Do you recognize this police officer?

Brother! Don't you recognize it? This is the most famous policeman recently. Some people even say privately that he has been assigned to set up the Metropolitan Police Department's company!

Kazuma almost burst out laughing.

What the hell is a police officer?

Renzhe is the name given to the heroes who form a team in Japanese tokusatsu TV series.

The Renze Series created by Secret Sentai Gorenzai, which first used this title, is known as Japan's three major tokusatsu series along with Ultraman and Kamen Rider.

By the way, the original author of Secret Sentai Fifth Company is also that man: Shotaro Ishimori.

Later, in China's Internet environment, Shotaro Ishimori's name was so popular that as long as the words Original Shotaro Ishimori were tagged on any photo of him riding a motorcycle, it would exude the aura of a middle-class hero.

As for the word ranger itself, it is actually a foreign word. The original English word is ranger. Those who have played the Call of Duty Modern Warfare series must be deeply impressed by this word, because in the game, during the battle between the United States and the Russian army, American soldiers often Shouting ranger lead the way!

The ranger here refers to the U.S. Army Rangers.

The Americans originally did not engage in elite light infantry. What they played was to provide enough supplies, tanks and trucks, and then push the opponent flatly.

Some of the elite light infantry of the US military are only regarded as supplements to the main force.

Then, after the US military was taught how to behave by elite light infantry in North Korea, they began to point skill points according to that impressive opponent.

As a result, forty years later, the U.S. military began to use elite light infantry and air assault divisions to roam around in combat, and their impressive opponents suffered from a phobia of insufficient firepower that could never be cured.

Both sides have become what the other person once was.

The Japanese don't understand this at all. They just think the word ranger is cool, so they translate it into lianzhe.

The Japanese think Lianzhe is extremely cool, especially the children who watch tokusatsu dramas. As the children grow up, the word Lianzhe spreads.

Asano: What the hell is the Metropolitan Police Department Company? Is it a six o'clock special drama for children?

Xiaogong: That's what Fang Chun said in the latest issue of the weekly magazine.

Kazuma thought to himself, I knew it must have something to do with you.

The uncle at the izakaya looked at Kazuma again and commented: He does seem to be a trained person. His posture has the feeling that he can burst out with amazing power at any time. He is the type that I would have been more careful about before.

Then, Mr. Metropolitan Police Officer, why do you come to this small shop? Although it sounds like there is no silver here, we are indeed operating legally now. You can check the ledger at will if you want.

Kazuma: No, we just came in to ask for directions.

The uncle frowned: Just asking for directions?

Yeah, I didn't expect to encounter retired Yakuza even if I asked for directions. Do you know how to get to this address?

Kazuma showed the note with the address to the store manager.

The moment the uncle saw the address above, his expression darkened.

It seems that something unexpected has happened to the Kitamachi Police Department. The boss said as he took out a large bottle of sake from the counter and placed it on the table, then placed three wine glasses.

Kazuma and Asano looked at each other.

What the hell? Asano said in a voice so quiet that only Kazuma could hear it clearly, Why did we just come to investigate the incident of the Kitamachi Police Department and it unfolded like this?

Kazuma raised his hand to signal Asano to stop talking.

He stared at the uncle and motioned to the uncle, Please continue.

Uncle: You came here because you noticed the rumors that the Kitamachi Police Department may have problems with their work, right? In fact, this is the information deliberately released by the Kitamachi Police Department. This is a big gamble by the Kitamachi Police Department, betting that there is someone who does not believe in evil. People will keep coming.”

Kazuma: Stop it, don't keep talking like the NPC who is responsible for advancing the plot in Dragon Quest, deliberately releasing rumors that your place is not going to work. What kind of big bet? Do you think it is old Japan and you are betting on the fate of the country?

The uncle looked at Kazuma: I'm going to start from the beginning.

Originally, people like Kitamachi Police Department who sit in the police department's office are unlikely to interact with Yakuza thugs like me. But the world is so strange.

It all happened because I happened to be sitting next to him when I was drinking to relieve my sorrows at the Kitamachi Police Department. At that time, I looked like he was easy to deceive, and I had some ideas.

Don't get me wrong, I don't want to defraud him. I am not responsible for this part of the business. But in our industry, we are very connected. We have all kinds of connections. Maybe this encounter can leave a door for solving problems in the future.

In my Yakuza career, I have encountered this situation more than once.

Kazuma: Did you know at the time that he was from the Metropolitan Police Department?

When I met him, he was just a police station assistant. You are also a police station assistant, right, Metropolitan Police Department Lieutenant-Sang?

He Ma waved his hand: Stop calling me that. This is caused by a reporter friend of mine.

The young worker who was listening next to him asked in surprise: Are you still friends with the big reporter from Weekly Fangchun? But speaking of it, they seem to have published a lot of reports related to you.

The uncle glared at the boy: Let's go see when the beer for tonight will be delivered.

The boy left in a daze.

The landlady also closed the door leading to the kitchen and stood next to the door.

The uncle continued: In short, it was under this impure motive that I got to know the Kitamachi Police Department. To be honest, in Kitamachi, I finally saw what it means to rise like a rocket.

I thought we Ji Dao were able to make money quickly enough, but when it comes to Kitamachi, I found that we are just a bunch of soup drinkers, and all our meat is eaten up by you moths.

Kazuma: Don't accuse me, I'm not complicit yet.

'Not yet', right? The uncle repeated the key words in the conversation with Ma Gang.

Kazuma: Does the Kitamachi Police Department make a lot of money?

Don't you know it when you look at his villa?

Kazuma recalled the building of Kitamachi's house: I think...it's not bad.

Asano said from the side: The Kiryu Police Department is replacing its own dojo, and it is said that it has been registered with the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology.

First of all, what was registered was only my cherry tree, not my shabby yard. Secondly, there is no Ministry of Education now. It is now called the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology.

The uncle obviously misunderstood Kazuma and Asano's teasing: It turns out that the new star police officer of the Metropolitan Police Department is also a person with a strong family background.

No, no, you know that's not the case when you see me driving a crepe truck.

Kazuma pointed to the door behind him.

Park in the parking lot not far away.

The uncle frowned: Crepe truck? Um...could it be that you bought an accident handling truck?

That's a good guess.

The uncle shook his head: It's not my guess, but when we in Ji Dao are short of cars, we will buy the kind of cars that have been involved in accidents and are considered unlucky. They are cheap. As for curses and other things, our gang Once you get past today, there will be no tomorrow, and you will be afraid of the damn curse.

Kazuma: So is this the usual practice of the Yakuza?

Of course, even the places where such cars are sold are jointly managed by the police and the Yakuza. The police are responsible for providing those cars that no one dares to drive. We sell them - I mean, they sell them. I am now a common man.

I don't know who introduced you to buy this car. He can probably earn several thousand yuan in fees.

Kazuma shook his head: No, even though Jinshan is poor, it's not like he can earn me thousands of dollars.

The Jinshan you are talking about is that guy Jinshan Heita?

Kazuma nodded: What, you know him?

How could I possibly know my rival's rising star? When I left the organization and returned to civilian life, I heard that he had already formed his own group. I didn't expect that he would actually be able to establish a relationship with the Metropolitan Police Department's company.

Kazuma understands, this uncle quite likes to tease him with jokes about the Metropolitan Police Company.

Damn it, damn Takashi Hanabusa, let him do whatever he wants when he is making trouble.

Kazuma didn't care about such details and brought the topic back to the original direction: You met Kitamachi by chance and watched him make a lot of money, and then what?

Uncle: The Kitamachi Police Department has always had a bad conscience. He asked me more than once if I thought the police were all bastards. I am a super person, so of course I answered, 'Yes, the police are all bastards.' Unexpectedly, these words seemed to make Kitachi The police department regarded me as a confidant.

It didn't matter to me. The more police insider information I heard from Kitamachi, the greater my advantage. Until one day, I decided to quit.

I surrendered to the police and confessed what I had committed. I was sentenced to five years. Later, my sentence was reduced to three years because of my good behavior. After I was released from prison, I came to Okura and opened an izakaya.

Then the Kitamachi Police Department would come to my place for drinks every now and then. This is Okura. He drives here from Tokyo, and it takes more than four hours to go back and forth.

Kazuma recalled his drive here and nodded: Indeed, there are some problems.

Asano: Maybe he fell in love with the uncle. It seems that this kind of year-end love is quite popular among fujoshi recently.

Why do you know this so well? Kazuma silently distanced himself from Asano.

The uncle was amused by Asano's words: Hahaha, this is indeed a new direction of thinking, you can still think like this. Unfortunately, it is not like this. The Kitamachi Police Department came to me to complain.

I once jokingly asked him, saying that you come to Okura every now and then, and it's one or two o'clock when you get home. Aren't you afraid that your wife will be lonely in an empty room alone?

Kazuma interjected here: Women also have needs.

Kazuma experienced it last night.

The uncle continued: The Kitamachi Police Department smiled at me and replied, 'I have a perfect plan. Do you know that there is a private hospital nearby that is very famous for treatment? I told my wife that I came here for medical treatment and asked her to keep quiet.'

Kazuma was speechless: So that's it.

I'm very surprised, the uncle continued, because I took the Kitamachi Police Department to that kind of place to spend money, and he didn't look like a person with problems in that area, so I kept asking. The Kitamachi Police Department smiled bitterly and told me that he His wife has cheated on him, and he doesn’t want to touch his wife who has been unfaithful.”

Kazuma: The Kitamachi Police Department is actually a germophobe?

I don't understand this kind of formal wording, that's what it is. After that, a few years passed, and everything was fine. I was almost used to the policeman coming to the store every now and then to get drunk. Sometimes it's funny, I From time to time, guys from all walks of life come to this izakaya to discuss business.

Kazuma: You mean you also provide cover for criminals?

No, I told them clearly that if they talk about illegal things here, I will report them immediately. For this, they even scolded me for becoming a police dog.

The Kitamachi Police Department just sat in this environment full of people from all walks of life, drinking wine in silence. Even if he heard some not-so-good things, he turned a deaf ear.

Later I talked to him about this, and Kitamachi replied that he was not sure whether he was still qualified to carry out justice.

After all, 'I've done a lot of things that are much worse than this, and the worst part is that a lot of them are legal.'

Kazuma pouted.

The uncle drank the wine he had just poured, and then continued: Last month...or maybe last month, when the Kitamachi Police Department was drinking, he suddenly said to me, 'I might be dying.'

At that time, my first reaction was that he had cancer, so I asked: 'Has the doctor issued a critical notice?'

But Kitamachi shook his head: 'It has nothing to do with my physical condition. They are coming to kill me. I will probably commit suicide, and all the evidence I left behind will be found and destroyed by them. I can trust no one except you. , but if I leave too obvious a direction, it will bring danger to you.'

Kazuma: Then he took advantage of the rumors he had released before?

The uncle nodded slightly.

Kazuma: This is too ridiculous, who would have imagined it?

It's ridiculous, but it just plays a role in screening. The uncle looked directly at Kazuma, The person who came here must have an unusual persistence in revealing the truth and cleaning up the darkness within the Metropolitan Police Department. .”

Kazuma and Asano looked at each other, then nodded: That's true, so shouldn't you give us a notebook or something like that?

The uncle took out a seal from the counter and placed it on the table.

This is a rented safe in my name. Take the stamp to the bank and they will give you the contents of the safe.

Kazuma: Which bank?

Mitsui Bank Kasumigaseki Branch. The uncle answered.

Kazuma's eyebrows jumped.