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Shiratori went straight to the staff passage and kicked aside the "Guest Stop" sign at the door.

Several waiters rushed over to stop, but were blocked by the mountain detective.

The mountain detective took out the police handbook and said to the waiters: "We are the detectives, come to have a drink after get off work, we will subdue him! If you do, you might become an assault police."

Behind the Gaoshan detective, a group of detectives seemed to be trying to subdue the white birds who took the lead. They swarmed into the staff passage.

Based on his instinct, Shiratori Akira passed the locker rooms, cleaning supplies room and other places along the way, and went straight to the second floor.

A minute later, Shiratori Akira knocked open the door of the manager's room on the second floor.

First, he glanced at the window that opened towards the dance floor to confirm the view of the dance floor in the room.

Then Shiratori Akira looked at the disco manager who got up from the sofa.

"This guest..." The manager apparently knew Shiratori's background, with a respectful tone.

Shiratori stepped forward, fumbled out the cigarette in his pocket, and pulled out one.

Then Shiratori turned and bent over and pulled the ashtray, and took out a cigarette from the ashtray that was obviously different from the manager's cigarette.

"Most of the remainder will be put out in the ashtray. The ‘guest’ who smokes this kind of cigarette walks in a hurry." The Shiratori detective looked at the sturdy manager with a smile.

"Please show the search warrant." The manager did not answer the question, and directly threw out the killer move.

"You're misunderstood, it's not a search today, it's a drunk crazy!" Said Shiratori grabbing the ashtray on the table and hitting the expensive vase in the corner.

At the time of the crash, Shimakata Yoshiaki and Keida Keita had already come in, Keita Keita immediately said to the manager, “Sorry, Senior Shiratori was drunk. You can complain to the relevant department of the Metropolitan Police Department and remember to prepare a written document.”

The manager frowned, and finally when Shiratori picked up the phone in the room to hit the TV, he said: "The people who were here just now usually call him Mr. Heisenberg, his real name is unknown. He is here with us. Sell ​​a blue pill."

Akira Shiratori put the phone down and looked at the manager: "Blue pill?"

"Yes, a transparent blue pill that looks like a cod liver oil pill. Those who come to buy are the lead singer, lead guitarist or composer of the band. After eating, they will fall into a crazy state."

The manager said in a description.

"Crazy state?" Shimakata Yoshiaki asked suspiciously, "It sounds like shaking."

"No, it's not the same." The manager said, pointing to the window in the manager's room that opened to the dance floor. "Those who eat will become believers in the **** of music, and then suddenly they can write very good music. These people come to me. The performance here has attracted a large number of underground music and rock music lovers."

The detectives looked at each other, and Keita Keishi asked suspiciously, "Hey, Jun Ju, are you from the Narcotics Crime Management Division? Are there any anesthetics with this kind of effect?"

"Hill hallucinogens have this effect, right?" Interpol Iita said in an uncertain tone, "and most hallucinogen users will claim that their artistic inspiration has exploded after taking hallucinogens."

"Is there really an outbreak?" someone asked.

The Jutian detective shook his head: "It's definitely not. If it's true, artists have used this for a long time. How could it be possible for people with no talents to take drugs and take shortcuts. It's just to find an excuse for their depravity."

"Sure enough." Some of the criminal police sighed.

But the manager shook his head vigorously: "No, no, no, I have been running a disco for a long time, and I still have a little music appreciation ability. Those who have taken this blue pill have indeed suddenly made a breakthrough in music..."

At this moment, Huang Juan, who hadn't said a word, suddenly spoke: "It's a psychological suggestion.

"In the previous sprint world championships, athletes from poor countries in the Middle East ran amazingly good results and won the bronze medal because his coach gave him a stimulant before he ran.

"However, it turned out later that it was just ordinary vitamins."

Huang Juan paused, and continued: "According to the information now obtained, most of the people who are suspected of taking pills have encountered a bottleneck in music. And those who can realize the bottleneck are inherently talented.

"Ordinary people don't even realize the bottleneck. Then under the influence of psychological hints, these people have made a breakthrough. Maybe those pills are really colored cod liver oil."

Since washing powder can be used as a chemical weapon, it is not impossible to use cod liver oil as a hallucinogen.

But Shimakata Yoshiaki asked with a look of confusion: "Does cod liver oil have a hallucinogenic effect?"

"It shouldn't be there, but this is also simple. Go to Yunnan, China to get some fresh mushrooms and make water to drink. You will also see the **** of music. There may be more than one." Huang Juan said disapprovingly.

Shiratori shook his voice and said, "More than that, I might still see God."

After speaking, Shiratori turned his gaze to the dance floor below, staring at the lead singer of the band URB who was still playing: "I think we should ask these band members."

Manager: "They won't say it, because they are crazy."

Yoshiaki Shimakata looked at the manager and said, "It sounds like you are not crazy. Why don't we ask you first? Then Mr. Heisenberg ran away from you. After that, where are the addicts going to get pills to meet their **** of music?"

The manager spread his hands together: "I really don’t know. Even if you use your methods, you won’t be able to ask. If you don’t know, you don’t know. I also asked Mr. Heisenberg the same question, Mr. Heisenberg said , The **** of music will guide the dependents to find them."

Shimakata Yoshiaki went up and slapped him. Then he remembered that he hadn't drunk, but he didn't care about that much at this time.

But the manager didn't change his face: "I really said what I could say, Mr. Heisenberg told me, and the police will tell the truth when they come. He doesn't need someone like me to keep it secret for him.

"He was still in this room an hour and a half ago, but the others disappeared in the blink of an eye. No one saw how he left, only this window was open."

Immediately a detective came to the window and looked out, and then turned back to report to Shimakata Yoshiaki: "Police Department, this place is very high."

The first floor of the disco is very high, so although this room is on the second floor, the height outside the window is where people will definitely be injured if they jump.

The manager continued: "Mr. Criminal Police, you can still continue to beat me in the name of being drunk. But the legal jackal on our side will definitely give you small shoes. If I were you, I would think twice."

Yoshiaki Shimakata made a fist, but after all, he did not throw it out.

At this time, the Interpol of the Narcotics Administration Division said: "I remember, the guidance of the **** of music reminds me of an American case.

"Someone in the United States once sold an anaesthetic that can enhance human hearing, and then used low-frequency whistle sounds that ordinary human ears can't hear to tell addicts where to buy things."

Shimakata Yoshiaki frowned: "It sounds like it can be discovered by technical investigators using technical means."

"Yes, the U.S. DEA also handled this matter with the FBI's technical support. At first, DEA planned to let its agents take anesthetics to find the audio, but the FBI ridiculed it."

As soon as Jutian Criminal Police spoke, the manager coughed and reminded: "I am a civilian, please don’t discuss the case like this. I don’t want to be assisted by you to hide criminals because of leaking your discussion. The reason is caught."

Shimakata Yoshiaki glanced at the manager. At exactly this time, the Takayama detective who had been watching the scene rushed into the room: "The lawyer is here."

Akira Shiratori was shocked: "So fast? It doesn't make sense!"

After all, in this era, telephones are only landlines, which is very inconvenient to contact people. To find a lawyer at night and ask him to come here as soon as possible, it is not an ordinary effort.

As soon as the Shiratori detective finished speaking, the lawyer carrying the briefcase walked in the door with awe-inspiring steps.

The lawyer that Huang Juan looked at frowned.

The lawyer glanced at the people in the room, and then bowed to the detective Shiratori, who seemed to be the oldest, and handed out his business card: "My man is Shiisheng Tianjiu of Shiba Sheng Law Firm, who is entrusted to serve as this gentleman, and you Two lawyers arrested tonight who were provoking deaf and dumb people."

The Shiratori detective took the business card and glanced at Huang Juan.

Obviously Shiratori noticed that Aramaki's expression had changed just now.

"Lawyer Chai Sheng," Interpol Shiratori deliberately let his tongue be unsound, "I'm drunk, you and my partner Takagi..."

"I'm the Takayama detective." The Takayama detective grabbed the stubble, took Chai Sheng's business card from the Shiratori detective, and then stood in front of the lawyer. "If you have anything, you can go to the police station with your client and say it."

"Sorry, I also represent the legal affairs related to the death pit disco. If you make trouble here, I can't leave. My assistant and I will take photos of the entire process of your actions here as evidence for future litigation. ."

After that, Shiba Ikuta pointed to the door of the room.

His assistant was holding a small eight-inch video camera and shooting at the detectives in the room.

Shibata paused for a while, and continued: "Of course, if there is a search warrant or an arrest warrant, it will be different. We will definitely not obstruct law enforcement. Everyone...is there a search warrant?"

Shiratori Akira and the detective were speechless and glanced at Yoshiaki Shima Fang-his setting is that he is drunk, and it is not appropriate for him to direct everyone.

Yoshiaki Shimakata waved his hand: "Okay, it's okay. Hold Shiratori and take it away. Don't let him go drunk again, go away."

So a group of detectives began to walk out angrily.

**

Outside the disco, Akira Shiratori grabbed Aramaki who was about to return directly to the headquarters of Sakurada Gate: "This Shiba Ikuta, do you know?"

"I don't know. But I can give you a hint. This person is a dedicated attorney for Welfare Technology, and basically only accepts Welfare Technology cases."

"Where did the mother's welfare technology pop out? What did they do?" The Shiratori detective had indeed drunk two large glasses of whiskey. At this time, the alcohol was a bit heavy and his words began to lose patience.

Huang Juan glanced at him, and replied without changing his face: "The question you asked is what we urgently want to figure out."

"You? You mean, including your boss?"

Aramaki: "Remember, that's your boss too. That's the boss of all Japan."

"If you say this, you can easily be regarded as a KGB spy. Be careful." The Shiratori detective loosened the waste roll, turned and walked towards the car he was driving.

**

When Kazuma came home that day, only two tenants and Chiyoko were waiting in the house, and all the apprentices except Amo went home.

So Kazuma took a bath and went to bed after practicing fencing with Amao.

Early the next morning, Kazuma got up to wash up as usual, cleaned up my eye feces, and then ran to the kendo ground to prepare for morning exercises. I saw Honami Nanjo coming from the yard and climbing up the house under her slippers.的边边。 The rim side.

Kazuma: "You are going to the front door!"

"It's more convenient here. I have to knock at the front door. If the seniors on the second floor are still asleep, it won't be okay to disturb them."

"We will have a loud voice in the fight later, and we will also noisy them." Kazuma said.

In non-spatial kendo training, shouts will be used to indicate the end of a move. For example, the counterattack skill, the person who trains the team first moves and then shouts "Sa", and the counterattacker uses the counterattack skill to shout "Oh", both loudly.

Of course, different genres and different gymnasiums shout differently, but they must be shouted anyway.

And the voice needs to be loud, otherwise the teacher or the seniors will be reprimanded for "no energy."

"There is no way to practice kendo. The senior elder sister is from the kendo department, so she will understand." Nanjo Honami said, and took out the folded kendo uniform from the big bag she carried.

Kazuma: "Did you wear the robes back yesterday?"

"Yeah, I washed it by the way, and let our servants dry it overnight. You smell it, and the scent of lavender." Honami said that he brought the Taoist suit to Kazuma.

Kazuma stepped forward and sniffed.

In fact, Kazuma doesn't know what the scent of lavender looks like. Maybe he has smelled it on a certain girl in the company or a lady who meets on the elevator, but he doesn't know that it is lavender.

He recognized Bai Meixiang because of the animation.

So Kazuma sighed after smelling it: "This is the scent of lavender. Wait a minute, when you put on this suit, won't the white plum scent conflict with the scent of lavender?"

Honami tilted her head: "Should not be?"

After she finished speaking, she pressed the Taoist uniform on her chest, flattened it, and then said to Kazuma: "You come to smell it?"

Kazuma leaned forward and smelled it, and found that the two fragrances blend well.

Suddenly, Kazuma had an idea: "How come there is a smell of milk?"

Honami smiled and filmed Kazuma: "Go away!"

Kazuma: "Ah, so you drank milk for breakfast! You see there is still on your lips!"

He said Kazuma and gestured above his lips.

There is a very famous milk advertisement in this era. The sign is that a white mark will be wiped on the mouth of the character in the advertisement. Kazuma here is the stalk of this ad.

Honami really took out a handkerchief and wiped her lower lip, and then changed the conversation: "How about yesterday's investigation?"

"Ah, Jingongji told you."

"Yeah. I'm still worried about whether you will cause trouble in the disco, but I feel relieved when I think of your skills. So, have you found anything?"

"Yes, there are, but it's weird." Kazuma paused, first to confirm that there was no eavesdropping outside the dojo, and then lowered her voice to tell Honami about yesterday's findings.

Honami was speechless: "It's very strange. It's more like a religious fanatic than hallucinogens~lightnovelpub.net~ Or, when the eggs come, ask her?"

"That's what I think. Why is she here so late today?"

"It's me who came early." Honami said, "I want to return the rob. So you will continue to visit the underground band today? Or go directly to assault the URB band?"

"Let’s start the visit from the outside. Yesterday I guessed that the Shiratori police should act on URB and the Death Pit. Today we probably couldn’t ask anything." Kazuma shrugged, "It's also possible that the URB has all I was caught in the Metropolitan Police Department and eating pork chop rice."

Although yesterday’s clues were provided by the "enthusiastic citizen Kiryu", the Shiratori Interpol was not obliged to tell Kazuma about the future development.

Coupled with the backward communication methods in this era, Kazuma naturally doesn't know what happened next.

Honami: "I really want to visit with you."

"Don't, where we go, girls go to a lot of trouble, but Amao is easy to use." Kazuma said, "So this visit, I plan to not even bring Jingong Temple, just call it Amao."

"Is it okay? Amao wants to work and prepare for exams?"

Kazuma was silent.

Indeed, Amao wants to work and prepare for exams, so he can't always drag him to investigate.

At this time, Honami suggested: "How about calling that Miss Kitagawa Saori? She is the eldest lady of Jidao, and there must be no big problem in entering those places. Besides, she was originally the lead singer of an underground band."

Kazuma looked at Honami, he stopped talking, and finally nodded: "Well, this proposal is very reasonable. When school is over today, I'll go and ask if Sakuri Kitagawa would like it. If she doesn't want to, I I can only break into Longtan alone."

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