At 8 o'clock in the morning, during the morning exercise of Kiryuu Kazuma, I watched the sleepy Saori Kitagawa appear in the corridor outside the door of the dojo.

"Beichuan, do you need Nanjo's car to take you to school?" Kazuma asked.

Saori Kitagawa took a look at Kazuma and said, "This will not bother you. I haven't changed my school uniform. I just wear this clothes to go to school to make the dean of education crazy."

"Then send you home to change clothes?" Kazuma asked again.

"Are you an idiot? In this case, of course, you have missed the morning class. I have to wait for the morning rush hour to pass, then take the tram home to change clothes, and then go to class leisurely."

Kazuma: "It is not good to skip class."

"You want to control."

"Okay, I don't care. I improvised the main theme for Anno-san's movie yesterday. Come and help compose the song."

"Why should I help you arrange the music!" Beichuan Shaxuri shouted impatiently, "Climb!"

After speaking, she went to the bathroom.

Kazuma scratched his head. He originally thought that Shao-ri Kitagawa would come over to arrange the music while cursing and become the special arranger of Kazuma, but he didn't expect this trick to work.

It seems that the degree of goodwill is not enough.

Kazuma doesn't matter, anyway, there will be professional audio supervisors and arrangers coming over to help him, he only needs to direct these people to create the songs in his own impression.

At this time, the idea of ​​Kazuma was to finish the life-and-death battle of the cyberpunk swordsman whose name has not yet been determined, and then retired and focused on the throne of the Superintendent of Police.

So he didn't think about learning the arrangement of music on his own, anyway, it was over.

After learning a shakuhachi, arty part-time brushing BUFF will be done.

Kazuma thinks about it while continuing to swing the sword—this kind of basic training cannot be lost. Kazuma suspects that if you don’t do basic training, you will lose your kendo level experience or something.

He didn't want to wait for the experience to start feeling distressed.

At this time, Honami Nanjo came to the kendo hall, and she smiled when she watched Kazuma: "It's been a long time since I practiced with you in the morning, let me come together."

"Yes, welcome." Kazuma laughed.

**

At ten o'clock in the morning, Sakurada Gate Metropolitan Police Department headquarters building.

The headquarter of the Kandagawa serial killing incident is being searched specially, and a full search meeting is being held.

This meeting used the ladder meeting room used in the press conference, and Uyang Uyang was full of people.

A row of senior Metropolitan Police officers sat on the rostrum, and Metropolitan Police Kato presided over the meeting. The gold watch on his wrist could be seen clearly even in the audience.

Like this high-level person wearing a gold watch, there are three more on the podium, and the only one without a gold watch sits at the very edge.

"Let's get started." Kato motioned to the Metropolitan Police Department, which presided over the meeting, to search the deputy head of a section.

So the meeting began, and the search teams took turns reporting yesterday's situation.

Shimakata Yoshiaki was the first to report because he was responsible for the site investigation of the latest victim.

After everyone had finished speaking, Police Officer Kato said, "It seems that there is no decisive progress, the island police department, what do you think of the latest victim?"

"I don't have any opinion. If it is a separate case, I have already determined that it was a suicide and started writing a report of the closure."

The words of Yoshiaki Shimakata immediately caused a lot of discussion.

At this time someone in the back row raised his hand.

Police Officer Kato pointed to the back row: "You speak for your opinion."

It seems that he doesn't remember the name of the person sitting in the back row, so he can only do this.

A young man stood up in the back row and said loudly, "I think, is it some kind of impersonator? Only the first victim is a real homicide, and the others are imitating the victim to commit suicide?"

As soon as the young man's voice fell, someone immediately retorted: "We haven't announced the details of the serial killing. How do they imitate it?"

Young people argued for reasons: "The place where the crime took place was Kanda River. As an area where college students live, their rumors spread faster than ordinary communities.

"The victims are also members of underground bands. These people have a wide range of underground news dissemination channels, and it is very possible to spread to the fan base through other band members!"

Police Officer Kato raised one hand and motioned to the young man not to speak any more.

"What's your name?" Kato police officer asked.

"My name is Mu Mu Suisan, the head of police inspection." The young man replied.

"Your thoughts are very interesting, Director Megome inspects, but it is not helpful to our search. Does anyone have any other opinions?"

Police Kato scanned the audience, and finally stopped reluctantly on the gongans in the corner of the venue, and nodded the name of the person who raised his hand: "Huang Juan, what do you want to say?"

"I would like to say that this may be an affair. At the suicide site, all texts like ghost paintings were found, and the death method of entering the refrigerator to freeze oneself to death is also very *** style. They will pass this weirdness. Act to pursue a sense of ritual..."

Someone yelled and interrupted Huang Juan's words: "Bagayalu, you just want to turn the case into a ** case, and then lead the search, right!"

"Do you still want to say that this ** may be supported by KGB?"

Huang Juan said calmly: "It may also be the CIA, they are very good at these."

At this time, Police Officer Kato spoke: "Before we find more evidence, we still believe that this is a serial murder caused by a pathological serial murderer. If there is any information on gongan that can prove that this is an incident related to religion , You are welcome to share with us."

Huang Juan: "There is currently no intelligence in this regard."

After speaking, he just sat down.

As soon as Shimankata Yoshiaki retracted his gaze looking at Aranaki, the Shiratori detective sitting next to him tilted his head and said to him, "I feel that Aranaki is holding something in his hand."

This kind of search meeting does not strictly follow the order of the department, so Shiratori in Class 4 has the opportunity to sit next to the island in Class 1.

Shimakata Yoshiaki replied: "They want to share information with us openly, but I would suspect that there is fraud."

"Even if you share, you won't talk at the meeting, but use the fax machine." Shiratori said in a teasing tone.

Shimakata Yoshiaki smiled.

Akira Shiratori continued: "But now that the search has indeed entered a dead end, there is no murder weapon, and the forensic dissection looks like suicide..."

Yoshiaki Shimata interrupted Shiratori: "I think it's possible that the victim walked into the refrigerator by himself, and then the refrigerator was sealed..."

Shiratori in turn interrupted Fang Yizhao: "How to explain that there is no trace of struggle?"

"At first, I might have knocked on the refrigerator door and prayed. Then I was deprived of my strength by the cold, so I could only curl up and wait to die." Shimakata Yoshiaki replied.

"In that case, how can you not have any bruises on your hands? With the support of the desire to survive, people will explode beyond imagination. There must be bruises on the hands."

Yoshiaki Shimakata said nothing, because he didn't know what was going on.

In the next hour, the search conference came to an end in a cycle of hypothesis-negation.

Yoshiaki Shimakata is actually not particularly frustrated. As an old fritters of the Metropolitan Police Department, he has become accustomed to such scandalous search meetings.

Once the facts of the case are so big that it is necessary to establish a search headquarters, the speed of case detection will drop unprecedentedly, which is already the norm for the Japanese police.

According to Shimakata Yoshiaki's idea, it is the most effective way to form a task force with capable personnel to give special affairs and special affairs. However, this does not work in the modern Japanese bureaucracy.

To coordinate the joint actions of various departments, there must be a search of the headquarters and a place for negotiation between departments.

Then everything will inevitably become sluggish.

After the meeting, Yoshiaki Shiragata stopped Akira Shiratori who was about to leave and asked, "Is there really nothing on your side? There is no information on the Jidao side?"

Ji Dao is also very annoying to this kind of serial killer. After all, Ji Dao still pursues order. It is lawful evil, and they can't see the chaotic evil like serial killer.

Therefore, the Japanese police will generally ask Jidao to help collect information when they encounter serial murders.

Ji Dao is also willing to sell his face to the police, so he can talk and do things in the future.

This is the main reason why Shiratori, who was searching for the fourth class, was put into the search headquarters.

Shiratori shook his head and pointed to the smoking area next to it.

Yoshiaki Shirakata understood it with heart, followed Shiratori into the smoking area, then took the cigarette that Shiratori handed over, then took out his zipo lighter and lit it, and then shared the flame with Shiratori.

After putting on the lighter, Shiratori said: "Kanto United is now busy dealing with the two new foreign gangs."

"Korean and Chinese?"

"Yes, young people don't speak martial arts ethics, and the Kanto United has already suffered a lot."

"You mean, Kanto United can't help in this incident?"

"I mean, this incident may have something to do with the Korean Zhenquan Association and the Chinese Fushou Gang. There is reliable news that shortly before the serial killings, the underground bands in the Kandagawa area are popular among the underground bands. The new anesthetic..."

Shiratori said that the voice gradually lowered, and Shimakata Yoshiaki took the opportunity: "You suspect that these events are related to each other, and the anesthetic is sold by the Zhenquan Association or the Fushou Gang?"

"I think so, but... Huang Juan's state today, I know that guy, and he will say this, showing that he already has a target for suspicion."

"Do you instigate people to enter the refrigerator to commit suicide? Maybe you can ask a religious expert?"

"Maybe." Shiratori shrugged, then put the cigarette **** out in the ashtray, patted Shima Fang Yoshiaki on the shoulder, and turned to leave the smoking area.

His partner Takayama detective and Shimakata Yoshiaki's partner Keishi Yukata were waiting outside.

**

Time advances into the afternoon, Kiryuu Kazuma finished one day of classes at Dongda University and directly caught a freshman who was also a freshman in the Kendo Department and said: "Go and say something to the minister, I have something to do today, and I have to ask for leave for club activities. "

Although university clubs also participate in various university competitions, the course arrangements of everyone in the university are different, so it is much more flexible than the management of high school clubs.

If you ask for a day off if something happens, there will be no seniors who will stop you the next day and ask you why you missed the club activities.

After the classmates left with their leave information, Jinguji Tamamo asked, "Is it going to investigate, right?"

"Yes." Kazuma nodded, "Let’s start with the underground band first. This morning Chiyoko pretended to be interested in the underground band and learned a lot from Kitagawa Sao, let’s press her first. Yes, go to a few music houses commonly used by underground bands."

Kazuma originally wanted to inquire about information from Kitagawa Saori, but it was unexpected that Chiyoko would do it for him in the end.

However, it may also be that Sa Ouri Beichuan was proud, and deliberately told Chiyoko.

Jinguji Yuzao tilted his head for a moment, and then smiled: "I'll go together, too. I'm not here. The two male seniors from the seminar should be able to breathe a sigh of relief."

Kazuma glanced at Jingongji, thinking what you have done to the seniors, is it possible to let the seniors kneel on the ground as a chair for you?

Kazuma fills the Jingong Temple with the queen's posture, and it feels quite interesting.

Jinguji Tamamo patted Kazuma on the forehead with the book in his hand: "What are you thinking?"

"Thinking about the queen form where you sit on two seniors as chairs." Kazuma answered truthfully.

"So you want to see this, then let the two seniors..."

"No, no, no need to trouble seniors. I don't want to see it that much either, let's go ahead without talking nonsense."

"Should I go there by bus or subway?"

"Of course, Nanjo's car is too conspicuous, so I asked her not to send a car today." Kazuma said.

Jinguji Tamamo blinked, then put the Bunko novel he had been holding in his hand back into his school bag.

Today's Yuzao is in a plain dress, and looks like an outing lady, with a good smell on her body.

"Then this is a date!" She said, "Should we separate first and then meet in front of the Hachiko statue?"

Kazuma spit out: "We are going directly to the Kanda River. Hachiko, the faithful dog, is in Shibuya. It's a long way around."

Jinguji Tamamo Shrugged: "Okay."

Kazuma felt that she was a little lost, so she said, "Why don't we meet at the door and make an appointment at a place near the Kanda River? The meeting line also stipulates, ‘have you waited for a long time?’"

"I just arrived too." Jinguji Temple Tamamo said.

Kazuma scratched his head: "You are done with this line, so let's just move on to the next step."

"You mean you want to watch a movie?"

"I'm going to visit the underground band!" Kazuma corrected.

The two left the East University campus while talking.

**

To be honest, Kiryuu Kazuma has never been to an underground band in his previous life.

He had been to the Midi Music Festival, but he didn't go to see underground bands. He watched the long-famous "on the ground" bands, what zero black panthers.

The most underground band he has ever heard was probably the Almighty Youth Hostel, but this one later became popular and became on the ground.

And Kazuma I also went to the music festival that Cui Jian did once. I definitely went to see Cui Jian when I went there. The girl in the garden, the fake monk, I listened to these, they are all famous songs that are popular all over the country. .

Kazuma's impression of underground band performance is basically from film and animation works.

For example, "Saga Idol", the kind of underground band playing with the head falling off, Kazuma I still want to see it once.

Now that Kazuma enters this LIVEHOUSE, the first feeling is that it is black and stuffy.

Obviously the ventilation here is not very good.

There was already a band on the stage, but only the drummer was playing drums, and the rest of the band gathered to smoke and chat.

This band seems to be quite visual. The guitarist simply dresses up like an enemy soldier in the Fist of the Big Dipper. The moment he plays, he will be "you are dead".

At first, the band members didn't even notice that Kazuma and Jingu Temple Tamamo entered the livehouse. It was not until Kazuma was close to the stage that no one saw the Kazuma beside Jingu Temple.

He blew a frivolous whistle.

Kazuma has heard such a saying in the last life: the so-called music players, most of them are bastards, thinking about shooting every day.

Kazuma originally thought this was too subjective, but now the group of people in front of him suddenly felt that this statement he heard in the previous life might be correct.

At this time, the only ones who did not have an instrument in their hands turned around, and then came to Kazuma and squatted down, but his eyes were completely at Jingong Temple: "Oh, there is a lost cat. Yeah."

"I'm sorry, I am a canine." Jinguji Tamamoza smiled.

The musician laughed loudly and said loudly to his friends: "She said she is a canine! Actually, there are people who admit that she is a bitch..."

Before he could finish his words, he flew back and knocked down the mixer at the edge of the stage. Then he backflips for a week, and then he lay motionless on the ground.

Kazuma carried the bamboo knife on his shoulder and looked at the musicians who hadn't slowed down and said, "Who else has a dirty mouth?"

Others looked at Kazuma as if they had been hit by the fixation technique, and suddenly someone shouted: "Ah! You are the one...that Kiryuu Kazuma!"

"Yes, I am the savior of Osaka and the winner of the Kuixing Banner..."

"He is the Kiryuu Kazuma." Jinguji Tamamoza again interrupted the singing of Kazuma.

"Don't always tear down my platform, Yamato Nadeshiko."

"It's also the task of Yamato Nadeshiko to keep her husband from getting too smug."

"But I am not your husband." Kazuma said.

Jinguji Tamamo just smiled and said nothing.

Kazuma shrugged and decided not to expand in this direction. He strode directly onto the stage as high as his chest.

The musicians all showed fear, only the drummer continued to play the drums, as if nothing had happened.

Kazuma took two steps forward, and suddenly found that the gaze of the musicians had moved from him to the side, so he turned his head suspiciously, just in time to see Tamamo Jingu Temple struggling to climb onto the stage.

Kazuma: "There are stairs over there."

"I've climbed all the time." Jingongji said, bending over and slapping the dust on the skirt.

Kazuma moved a step sideways just before she bent over, blocking the sight of others.

"Thank you." Jinguji smiled at Kazuma as he straightened up.

Kazuma turned around and looked at the musicians: "I'm here to ask you something. It is said that someone is selling a new kind of pill recently, saying that he can meet the **** of music."

The guitarist dressed up like the Big Dipper asked: "Are you Tiaozi?"

"Not yet." Kazuma replied.

"Then what do you ask this for?"

"I'm playing a detective game. If you don't tell me, my bamboo sword will let you experience weightlessness."

"The feeling of weightlessness? I really want to experience..."

"Idiot, he meant to let you fly in free fall. What people experience in free fall is the feeling of weightlessness." The bassist twitched the back of the guitarist's head.

Kazuma interrupted their interaction and asked: "So, how can I buy the medicine that can see the **** of music?"

"Do you want to see the **** of music too?" the guitarist asked again.

"I don't want to, but if I can see the **** of kendo, I don't mind to try it with the **** of kendo." Kazuma said so, but he would never use it.

Because I have watched a lot of anti-drug propaganda videos from childhood to big in my previous life Kazuma, I remember that there are related propaganda almost every year.

The school also organizes everyone to watch anti-drug-themed movies from time to time, so anti-drug is engraved in the DNA of Kazuma.

Kazuma does not understand the public knowledge that requires the legalization of openness in the United States. He subjectively believes that these people may not even go to elementary school, so they have not received the baptism of anti-drug education.

In the future, when you become a policeman, Kazuma will definitely implement the principle of seeing one gangster and killing one.

No, you don't have to wait to be a policeman. During this investigation, you can promote the people who sell this kind of music **** by the way.

Facing the problem of Kazuma, the guitarist shook his head: "You give up, no one will tell you how to get this thing, you kill us all, you won't get any information."

"Really, then I'll try it." Kazuma suddenly exerted its strength and kicked the guitarist out, then he looked at the bassist, "What about you? Are you going to fly too?"

The bassist answered frankly: "I really don't know. It is said that the family members of the **** of music will give guidance to people who also love music, but I obviously don't love music enough, so I didn't get guidance."

Kazuma curled his lips and looked back at Jingongji for her advice. After Jinguji met her gaze, he replied, "I don't think he is lying."

In fact, Kazuma also feels that the bassist is not lying.

"The family members of the **** of music, and the guidance, how does this feel more like ** than **." Kazuma muttered to himself.

Jinguji Tamamo, "I do feel like this. This situation is very suitable as the beginning of Cthulhu's new strange talk. The strange beliefs that have been spreading quietly, the dead with strange causes, this development continues, even if you see the octopus tentacle monster. Not surprising."

"Should I learn how to sail on land?" Kazuma asked.

"It's okay to have a vicious dog."

Jinguji Tamamo responded to the stalk thrown by Kazuma. Suddenly she remembered that she had just said that she was a canine, so she let out a "wool".

Kazuma is shocked, you actually sell cute at this time?

Look at the occasion! Don’t the Japanese talk about reading air the most?

At this time Jinguji cleared his throat and winked at Kazuma.

Kazuma followed Jinguji's gaze and glanced at the drummer who was still playing, and understood the meaning of Jinguji in a second.

In fact, he has similar thoughts: This drummer is playing towards me like this, I am afraid he loves music very much.

And the bassist just said that people who love music will be guided by the family of the **** of music.

The drummer seems to be easily guided.

Kazuma walks to the drummer.

The drummer didn't watch Kazuma at all, and continued to play the drum set at mine. In this boring air space, the violent drum sound was a bit out of place.

Kazuma stood still in front of the drum set and asked loudly, "May I ask you a question?"

The drummer raised his eyes and glanced at Kazuma, and continued to play the drum without replying.

It seems that playing drums is the only meaning of his life.

But to be honest, Kazuma always feels that there is something lacking in this person's drum.

Although the drums are very dense and powerful, Kazuma does not feel the surging vitality that I felt from the drums when I watched the movie "Burst Drummer".

Is it because the plot of the movie has a blessing effect on the male lead's drums?

Kazuma recalls what the bassist said just now: the family members of the **** of music will give guidance to those who love music-does this mean that people who sell this kind of thing will put those in music When encountering a bottleneck, people who are eager for a breakthrough should be the target?

There is such a possibility.

Kazuma decided to take a gamble, so he said contemptuously: "Your drum... it sounds like there is no soul."

The drummer stopped and stared at Kazuma with anger in his eyes.

"Who are you?" he asked.

Kazuma: "I am Kiryuu Kazuma, a musician. A super awesome kind of musician."

Although Kazuma has decided to wash their hands after finishing Anno and their animation, now it is no problem to get information with the title of musician.

Anyway, this awesomeness was not played by Kiryuu Kazuma himself, it was played for him by others, or it was in a professional music magazine.

The drummer sneered: "A man who writes a slap in the face, dare to call himself a musician?"

"But the slapstick voice I wrote has been widely sung. Now in late-night music shows, people call every day to point the star. You wouldn't think that I played it all by myself, did you?"

Kazuma also gave the drummer a sneer: "And you are still playing drums here, no one listens at all."

The drummer threw the drumsticks and stood up, as if about to beat Kazuma.

The bassist rushed over and stopped him: "Don't! You can't beat him! The lead singer and guitarist are still lying unconscious on the ground!"

Kazuma continued to sneer, and tried his son-in-law's crooked mouth.

Then he pointed to Tamamo Shrine next to him: "My friend, I also have a little experience in drumming, why don't you let her show it to you?"

The drummer looked hostilely at Jin Gongji Tamamo, "She? Humph!"

Jinguji Tamamo looked at Kazuma with a look of embarrassment: "I play taiko drums quite well, I have never played drums before."

Kazuma: "It's all drums, you can do it!"

"Well, let me give it a try. Let me explain first, because it's the first time I play, it may only be a little better than him." Jingongji said.

Kazuma: NICE taunts!

The drummer was full of hostility ~lightnovelpub.net~ and directly gave up his position and made a please gesture to Jinguji Tamamo.

Jinguji Tamamo calmly took off his schoolbag and handed it to Kazuma, walked around behind the drum set, took the drumsticks handed over by the drummer, and then sat down.

"Let me see, what does this pedal do?"

She turned to ask the drummer.

Kazuma looked at her expression and thought she wouldn't really play the drum kit for the first time, right?

Feeling, she's quite excited?

At this moment, Jinguji Tamamo's expression looked like a little boy getting a new toy.

The drummer didn't answer Jingongji's question, but stared at her hostilely.

So Jingongji stepped on the pedals and tried it, and the bass drum at the bottom of the drum set made a strong sound.

"Oh, that's the case." Jingong Temple changed its pedals, and one of the cymbals went off.

"Oh!" Jingong Temple was happier sooner.

After trying out the pedals, start experimenting with the sound of each drum one by one with sticks.

The drummer finally became impatient: "Stop acting! If you can, you can fight! Get up if you don't know how to fight!"

"I did use this for the first time, and I didn't play you. But for this kind of thing, as long as you have enough experience in playing percussion instruments, it won't be difficult to learn. I have even played things like chimes and fou. It."

Kazuma frowned, thinking Nima, have you ever beaten Fou? Was it the fou that King Qin gave to King Zhao?

While complaining inwardly, Kazuma held the bamboo knife firmly to prevent the drummer from doing bad things to Jingong Temple because of being too angry.

Jingong Temple is, after all, the weakest girl in the dojo.

Finally, Jingongji Yuzao tried all the drums and cymbals. She put down the sticks and began to roll up her sleeves: "I understand completely! Look at me!"

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