I teach kendo in Tokyo

Asano gasped: Isn't this bank the same bank that was robbed? Could it be that this thing has been robbed?

Uncle: Probably not. This is a safe opened in my name, and it's carefully disguised.

Kazuma: Is it possible that the bank clerk opened it and read it?

The things were placed in a locked box. I always kept the key myself. The uncle shook his head, I lied that this was a clever tip I left for my son, and put the token of my former Yakuza era in the Inside, he can rely on this to tide over the difficulties when he is approached by the Yakuza in the future.

Kazuma: Isn't it a little too deliberate? But we will find out if they were transferred away by taking advantage of the opportunity.

Here's the key. The uncle took the key directly from his neck and handed it to Kazuma.

Kazuma: Do you really believe that I will seek justice for the Kitamachi Police Department?

The uncle stared straight at Kazuma and said after a few seconds: I actually don't care if you want to plead grievances for the police department. My relationship with him is not that strong yet. I will complete what he asked me to do. How it develops depends on Kitamachi's fate, it's not something I can control.

Asano murmured next to him: I thought the Yakuza were all about loyalty.

The loyal Yakuza don't live long. The uncle said in a self-deprecating tone, Don't be fooled by the movies invested by the Yakuza.

Kazuma collected the key and seal, and then said to Asano: It seems that we don't have to go to that hospital to find out the situation. Tomorrow we will go to Mitsui Bank to take out the things and see what evidence it is.

Okay. What about the selection of the Rangers? Didn't they say that a list of candidates would be submitted this week?

Just find an excuse to excuse me. Kazuma said nonchalantly, I'm famous now, can they demote me again? Then I'll contact Weekly Fang Chun for an exclusive interview.

After that, Kazuma said goodbye to his uncle: Let's go first. Thank you for the Kitamachi Police Department.

I don't want to be thanked by a dead ghost. Let's go quickly. When my customers see a famous detective like you appear in my store, they will probably not dare to come here for a long time. It will affect my business.

As he spoke, the uncle waved his hand like he was shooing away flies.

Kazuma silently wrote down If there is a case in Okura, you can come to this izakaya to inquire about the news, turned around and left.

When he got outside, he climbed into his crepe truck and sighed longly: I didn't expect it to be like this. We originally thought that the Kitamachi Police Department was just a miserable person, but he actually made such an arrangement. I kind of want to meet him. He is alive.

Maybe the Kitamachi Police Department also has an entry. After all, he calmly faced his impending fate, made a series of arrangements, and then generously took advantage of his wife's cheating.

Asano also got in the car, and then said to Kazuma: Don't get too happy yet, maybe the gangsters robbed the bank just to cover up by destroying the evidence left by the Kitamachi Police Department.

Kazuma: I have faced a robber directly, and he is not someone that the conspirators within the Metropolitan Police Department can command.

If they were normal people, they could be driven by money and profit, but that group of robbers was no longer normal people.

As someone who has faced their leader, Kazuma knows this very well.

Is it possible that this robbery was just an incident, but our enemies took advantage of this incident and moved things? Asano proposed another hypothesis.

It's no use talking about it. Just go and see it tomorrow. Kazuma waved his hand and started the car.

The thought of driving back to Tokyo made him feel powerless.

Driving a car for a short distance is a pleasure, but driving for more than two hours at a time becomes a purely physical job, and maintaining concentration for a long time is very tiring.

But Kazuma didn't dare not concentrate.

I have a buddy in my life who likes to play mobile games while driving. Anyway, most mobile games are just a little bit of fun and don't take up too much energy.

Kazuma originally wanted to imitate him, but before Kazuma could buy his own car, something happened to this buddy. The moment he lowered his head to control the phone, he was rear-ended.

It stands to reason that the car was not going very fast during the rear-end collision, so at most it would be a loss of money, but this guy hit a Bentley.

This was the situation I was talking about before the liberation, and all the years of struggle were in vain.

So Kazuma in his previous life never dared to do anything else while driving.

This habit and horses were brought to this era.

He concentrated on driving the car back to Tokyo.

By the time he got home, he was exhausted. He was about to get out of the car, but suddenly remembered that Asano hadn't gotten off the car yet.

Normally, Asano would ask Kazuma to drop him off at the subway station after get off work. In theory, this should be the case this time.

Kazuma glanced at the co-pilot and found that Asano had fallen asleep on the chair.

Hey, wake up, we're here. Kazuma pushed Asano.

I'll sleep for another five minutes. Asano said.

Kazuma slapped him on the shoulder.

This was the palm of a martial arts practitioner. The force was so frightening that Asano jumped up like a spring: Ah? What happened? Did the Soviet Union launch a nuclear bomb?

Kazuma: Huh? No, what do you dream about?

Asano scratched his head: Eh? This...don't you dream that a nuclear war breaks out between the United States and the Soviet Union, and we start to struggle to survive in Tokyo after the nuclear war?

No, Kazuma shook his head, I have never had such a hardcore dream.

Asano shrugged, turned to look out of the car window, and then exclaimed: Huh? The police department is here to help you? Why didn't you wake me up at the subway station!

I didn't even know you were asleep. Come on, I'll drive to the nearby subway station and drop you off. I should be able to catch the last train.

Oh, please.

Kazuma started the car again.

Chiyoko came out of the house and asked loudly: Why are you going?

Someone fell asleep in the passenger seat and didn't get off at the subway station. Kazuma opened the window and shouted to Chiyoko, I'll take him to the subway station.

Oh, then why don't you buy some popsicles on the way back? It's too hot tonight. Chiyoko shouted.

I know, didn't you buy an air conditioner?

The engineer just came to see how to repair our house today. How could it be so fast? Chiyoko waved her hand, Go and come back quickly.

Kazuma stepped on the accelerator and left the yard.

Asano smiled and said: Chiyoko is still so cute.

Don't think about it, she has a prospective boyfriend. Kazuma said.

Who do you think I am! Besides, I am very clear about my own conditions. Chiyoko is too tall, wouldn't I feel uncomfortable looking for her? Asano's second half was self-deprecating.

Kazuma smiled.

My partner is famous for his short height, and is only a little taller than Guo Jingming.

Chiyoko is different. Although she is a child from a poor family, Chiyoko has developed very well, and her height and figure are quite good.

Kazuma: Don't be discouraged, you will also meet the girl who suits you.

You mean the little one you met when we were drinking that night?

Kazuma: You mean Miss Amanaka? Don't even think about that. She is the daughter of the owner of a large horse farm in Aomori, and her ancestors may be samurai Chinese.

Asano curled his lips: I think love shouldn't consider so many things, the key is whether two people love each other.

You are right, love should be free, but marriage is different from falling in love. Marriage must have practical considerations. Kazuma suddenly realized that what he said was meaningless, so he stopped, There is the subway station ahead, good night.

After saying that, he braked.

Asano also waved his hand: Good night.

He was about to open the door when he suddenly remembered something else, so he stopped and asked Kazuma: Tomorrow, shall we meet directly in front of the Mitsui Bank Kasumigaseki branch?

Kazuma: Okay.

Asano said good night again, opened the door and got out of the car, and then closed the door hard.

Kazuma watched Asano enter the subway with brisk steps, and then headed back home.

When he got home, he was missed by Chiyoko.

Where are the popsicles! Chiyoko stood on the side of Yuan and asked with her teeth and claws.

So Kazuma had to buy popsicles again.

When he drove into the house for the third time with the popsicle in hand, he saw Tamamo next to Chiyoko.

Kazuma parked the car, got out of the car with a popsicle, and asked Tamamo, Why did you come here so late?

It's a late night to socialize. Tamamo smiled bitterly, My hands are sore from pouring wine tonight.

Kazuma: The Jinguji family's daughter will also be treated like this.

After all, my current identity is just a 'daughter'. Tamamo smiled, By the way, someone asked me to be a matchmaker at the reception.

Proposing marriage? Kazuma said as he gave Chiyoko a popsicle.

Chiyoko took out a popsicle, tore open the popsicle package with her teeth, and then popped the popsicle into the horse's mouth.

He Ma took a sip, and his mouth tasted like saccharine.

No way, cheap popsicles are like this in every country.

Kazuma felt nostalgic for the popsicles he had eaten as a child in his previous life. They were made from the nearby military division production base and were made with real milk. They tasted great.

Chiyoko tore another one herself, put it in her mouth, then opened the plastic bag containing the remaining popsicles and pointed it at Tamamo, with a you pick your own style.

Tamamo took one and continued while peeling off the package: The matchmaker is the Senior Prosecutor General of the District Prosecutors' Office. It seems that he is here for the son of a certain congressman. I refused repeatedly, but he still won't give up.

Kazuma: Otherwise, I would have asked Heita Nishikiyama to get a fake gold watch. By the way, I would have asked Nishikiyama to get a fake ring for you. If you wear it as an engagement ring, there will be no flies like this anymore. Looking for you.

Tamamo looked at Kazuma with a half-smile but not a smile: Alas, it seems that someone is still reluctant to part with me, an old lover, even if they are already familiar with Honami.

Kazuma: You were the one who persuaded me to have a harem! Or you said that as long as the two of us are married de facto and not legally, it will be fine. Chiyoko also heard it!

Chiyoko nodded: I did hear it. But I think Tamamo just saw through that you are a playboy, brother, and can't be single-minded, so that's why she made this move.

No. Tamamo smiled, I really think this is the best. No one will be abandoned and no one will become a loser.

Chiyoko spread her hands: I won't interfere with your affairs. By the way, Tamamo, you will stay here tonight, right?

Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have come so late. Tamamo looked straight at Kazuma and suddenly added, After all, women also have needs.

Yes, so does the female fox. Kazuma joked.

Chiyoko: You guys, red bean rice is very expensive. Can you get it together so that you only have to eat one red bean rice meal the next day?

Tamamo: I don't mind, but Honami probably won't be able to accept it. Also, there's no need to prepare red bean rice tomorrow, because it's not our first time.

Chiyoko was shocked: Huh? Is it true? I kept convincing myself that my brother didn't have the guts, but it turned out that you guys had already gotten together?

Kazuma: Who do you think is brave? I am the hero of Osaka and the savior of Tokyo...

I'm back. Qingliu appeared in the yard, took off her shoes and stepped onto the edge, Oh, there are popsicles, NICE.

She reached out and took out a popsicle from the plastic bag in Chiyoko's hand, tore open the package and started licking it.

Kazuma: Didn't you always bite directly before?

It's too cold to bite directly and it's not good for your throat. Qingliu replied, My teacher specially told me to pay attention to protecting my throat.

Kazuma raised his eyebrows: It's not easy. You have to pay attention to protecting your throat.

Because this is the tool I will use to make a living in the future. Qingliu replied, and then took out an envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into Chiyoko, I paid my part-time salary today, and I drew a thousand-yuan card as my pocket money. The rest of the money should be given to the family.”

Chiyoko showed a touched expression: It's not easy. Qingliu has also started to take care of his family.

Kazuma: What happened today? I've never seen you so obedient before?

I originally decided to give all the money from this part-time job to Xiaoqian. Qingliu said angrily, I will grow up too, okay!

Without saying a word, Chiyoko started rubbing Qingliu's head: You're so good, so good, haha. Qingliu has grown up too.

Seiryu hid behind Kazuma, and then forcibly changed the subject: How is your investigation going, Kazuma?

Kazuma: Great progress. I found information that may have been left for me by the Kitamachi Police Department. Tomorrow we are going to the bank to take out the things.

Tamamo said: If there is conclusive evidence, I can help you submit it to the District Prosecutor's Office.

The Tokyo Prefectural Prosecutor's Office functions equivalent to Hong Kong's Independent Commission Against Corruption.

But they are also agents of the Americans, and many of them are half-American agents.

Therefore, Japan has always been a colony of the United States.

Kazuma: Let's take a look first. Maybe the things have been taken away by the enemy.

Ah, are the things stored in that bank? Tamamo reacted immediately.

Yeah, maybe that robbery was related to this. I feel more and more that the enemy this time is not simple. Kazuma looked serious.

Tamamo suddenly patted his shoulder: I believe you.

Kazuma smiled: Thank you.