I teach kendo in Tokyo

Time quickly advanced to the day of the school trip.

In the morning, Kazuma took the gifts packed by his sister and just left the house when he saw Butler Suzuki and Nanjo standing at the door.

It's so rare, Kazuma looked at Butler Suzuki, Since the incident with the Koreans, this is the first time we've met, Grandpa Suzuki.

Didn't the lady tell you? Butler Suzuki looked confused and turned to look at Nanjo Honami.

I told you that during our school trip, reliable SP personnel from the Nanjo family will be stationed at the dojo and will take Chiyoko to school.

Nanjo had a rare naughty expression on his face.

Indeed, I am the most reliable SP of the Nanjo family. Butler Suzuki took over, There is nothing wrong with the statement made by the eldest lady.

Kazuma spread his hands: Butler Suzuki personally came to protect my sister, so I feel very relieved. But does it matter what happens at home?

The security level of Koshigawa Girls is quite high, so while Miss Kiryu is in school, I can handle things at home without having to worry. Butler Suzuki said.

Then I'll leave it to you. Kazuma bowed to Butler Suzuki.

Don't worry, Miss Kiryu, please get in the car. Butler Suzuki opened the door.

Kazuma and the others went directly to the station to get on the Shinkansen today, and the meeting point was in front of the station, so they couldn't go to school with Chiyoko.

Chiyoko got into the car and waved to Kazuma: Have a nice trip, bro, have fun.

Don't worry.

Just as he was talking, the Chairman appeared casually.

Kazuma: Mikako is late again...

As soon as he finished speaking, the Mikako family's car appeared.

Mikako's mother, Keiko Fujii, showed her amazing driving skills and performed a wave of drifts in front of the Kiryu Dojo, making the car stop steadily at the door of the dojo.

Mikako jumped out of the car energetically: Hello everyone!

Nanjo: The dark circles under my eyes are so heavy, are you okay?

No problem, no problem. I was so excited yesterday that I couldn't sleep, so I almost didn't get up this morning.

Mikako said and let out a huge yawn.

Her mother got out of the car, hung the bulging sports bag around her neck, and complained at the same time: This morning, I took a pan and banged it in her ear for a long time, which really woke her up.

Oh, why doesn't this girl grow up? She spends time with Miss Nanjo and Miss Jinguji every day, so why hasn't she learned some of the essence of a eldest lady?

Actually, I didn't sleep well yesterday. Nanjo said with a smile, I can't see the circles under my eyes because I used concealer.

Mikako stared at Nanjo's face for a few seconds: Really? Why do I think you're not covering it up at all?

There is a cover. Nanjo said firmly.

In fact, Kazuma also felt that Nanjo was not wearing makeup, but now that she emphasized it, Kazuma would just pretend to be confused.

Butler Suzuki interrupted everyone: Then I'll take the first step.

Well, goodbye. Nanjo responded on behalf of everyone.

So the Suzuki steward rolled up the window, started the engine, and drove Chiyoko to school.

Hey, didn't you take Miss Nanjo's car to the station? Fujii Keiko asked doubtfully.

Mom, it's so hard to think about taking a car to Tokyo Station at this time, Fujii Mikako complained, I'm sure we'll be stuck in traffic. Let's take the subway there.

Yes. Fujii Keiko nodded, Then I won't delay you any longer.

Mom, go play cards, go, go, go. Mikako waved her hand like a fly.

How can I talk to my mother? Fujii Keiko complained, her body was very neat, she got in the car, closed the door and pulled the seat belt, and said in one breath, Have fun, after all, after the study trip is over, until you finish the college entrance examination, you will be completely No chance to play.”

The school trip is the last group activity in high school. Students who are not going to study should think about finding a job after the school trip. Kazuma and his friends who are going to school must go all out to prepare for the exam.

Leaving her last instructions, Fujii Keiko drove away. Mikako sighed: I finally left. My mother has been super verbose since yesterday, teaching me how to use condoms, and this and that.

Is the condom...that condom? Kazuma couldn't help but ask.

Yeah, that's it. Mikako opened the zipper of the sports bag and pulled out a row of ready-to-use covers from the snacks stuffed in the bag. Mom stuffed so many for me.

Nanjo: If I remember correctly, you need to check your backpack before getting in the car.

Yes, the chairman said, The main purpose is to check whether anyone has sneaked cigarettes or alcohol over there, but if these things are seen, they will definitely be confiscated. Moreover, the bag opening inspection is done in public, and everyone will Everyone in the grade will know that Mikako brought so many of these things to school trips.

Mikako looked at the thing in her hand: Wow, that's terrible, my reputation will be completely ruined.

After saying that, she pushed the thing to Kazuma: Come here, it doesn't matter if you take it. Even if the teacher catches it, everyone will only think that you are energetic.

Kazuma looked at the things Mikako stuffed him and muttered: This is too much, isn't it? The school trip lasts for three days, and you use five of them every day? You can bear it, but I can't bear it either.

How do I know what's wrong with my mother? Mikako spread her hands.

At this time, Kazuma's apprentice Amao opened the door of Kiryu's house and came out.

After delivering the newspaper in the morning, Amao would go home and take a nap, then go to school again, every day.

He looked at the thing in Kazuma's hand in confusion.

Master, are you going to use half a month's worth in three days?

No. Kazuma tore off three and put them in his pocket, then threw the rest to Amao, I'll give it to you.

It's useless for me to take this. Amao said, Forget it, I'll put it in the house for you.

Amao changed the subject: Master, senior sister, I wish you a pleasant time.

Kazuma nodded: Okay. Then let's set off. You have to be careful when looking after the house. Although the Nanjo family's Suzuki butler will provide protection while I'm not in Tokyo, if any emergency happens, it's up to you. Save Chiyoko. Do you remember the phone number I told you?

Amao nodded: Remember, I can broadcast this number smoothly from any public phone I can find.

Very good, remember to contact the Shiratori Police Department to make up the matter.

Remember, if Detective Shiratori isn't here, call Detective Takayama.

Kazuma nodded with relief.

The chairman urged: Let's go quickly. In order to deal with unexpected situations that may occur on the road, we should arrive at the gathering area twenty minutes in advance.

Okay, let's go. Kazuma said and took the lead, and the girls immediately followed.

Bon voyage. Amao blessed Kazuma and his party's backs.

**

When we arrived at the train station, the teachers asked all students to open their backpacks, just as Nanjo and the Chairman had said, and they checked the contents one by one.

Then a boy in Class A was discovered by his teacher to have that thing hidden in his bag.

What is this? Even in the waiting area of ​​Class B, you can clearly hear the questioning voice of the head teacher of Class A.

This is... report to the teacher, this is bubble gum!

Then eat one and blow the bubbles for me to see!

Then, in full view of everyone, the boy from Class A tore open a package, threw the rubber product into his mouth and started chewing it.

Kazuma couldn't help but glance at Class C, where Mikako was, and found that Mikako was also looking here. After meeting her eyes, she stuck out her tongue, and then mouthed I almost got killed by my mother.

After this little episode, everyone in the senior high school class entered the station and then boarded the Shinkansen.

The Shinkansen train crew also specially sent a young conductor to explain the relevant knowledge of the Shinkansen to the students of Kitagashi High School.

But the students were basically not listening.

Except Kazuma.

In his previous life, as a business representative, He Ma's most important task was to chat with customers. So he habitually memorizes information that can be used to talk about a lot of things.

Through the explanation, Kazuma learned that the Shinkansen from Tokyo to Osaka is the first Shinkansen opened in Japan and the first high-speed railway in commercial operation in the world. It has been in operation for fourteen years now.

The name Shinkansen comes directly from this railway.

There is originally a main railway line from Tokyo to Osaka, called the Tokaido Railway. It is the most important railway line in Japan. The mileage only accounts for 3% of the total railway mileage in Japan, but it bears more than 20% of the passenger traffic and nearly 100% of the total railway mileage. Thirty percent of freight.

This railway was overwhelmed, so a new main line railway, or Shinkansen for short, was built.

This later became the collective name for all high-speed railways in Japan.

Even if a high-speed railway is built in a place where there is no old railway line running, it is also called a Shinkansen...

Kazuma was listening with great interest when he was interrupted by Mikako: Kazuma, let's play UNO! Oh, it's useless to listen to this, and there are no college entrance examinations.

No, theoretically speaking, the history of the establishment of the Shinkansen is also within the scope of Tokyo University's history subject examination. But, forget it, just go on a school trip and have fun, Danzizi won't mind. Wait a minute, why did you come to our class? coming?

Kazuma suddenly remembered that Mikako was actually in a different class from him and asked hurriedly.

Oh, let's drop by. Mikako said nonchalantly, shuffling the UNO cards in her hand.

Nanjo: Mikako, where are your snacks?

Here. Mikako dragged out the sports bag placed under the seat. It seemed that she did not plan to go back to her class during the four hours from Tokyo to Osaka.

**

Li Zhenghe frowned and looked at Shi Enzhou: Hey, what are you doing?

He turned his head and glanced at the place where Shi Enzhou was looking just now, but saw nothing.

Shi Enzhou shook his head: Don't worry. I'm not mentally normal right now.

What the hell is mental illness? Don't do this to me. Just because I came to Osaka to find you instead of keeping an eye on you in Tokyo, seven brothers were killed over there.

Shi Enzhou was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly asked: Have you ever seen hallucinations?

If you are referring to seeing an old woman who has already passed away long ago gesticulating in front of me again, yes, I see it often.

No, I mean, something more exotic.

Li Zhenghe frowned: How strange is it?

Shi Enzhou remained silent.

Hey, let me ask you something, how strange is it? Li Zhenghe strengthened his tone.

...I can't describe it more carefully. There is always one person in this world or me who is crazy.

Li Zhenghe turned his head and glanced at Xing Jishang, the operator of this garage, who shook his head.

Li Zhenghe was speechless and looked directly into Shi Enzhou's eyes: Can you still complete your work?

I can. Shi Enzhou grimaced. The depressed expression that had just lingered on his face disappeared, and he turned back into the reliable special equipment and blasting expert Shi Enzhou. The bombs and other devices are all completed.

Yes. Li Zhenghe nodded, Then, you continue to wait here for further instructions, and don't act rashly.

After that, Li Zhenghe stood up, turned around and walked out.

Xing Jishang immediately followed him out, leaving Shi Enzhou alone sitting in the huge room, looking at the corner of the ceiling.

There is a spider there, weaving its own web as if no one else is watching.

**

Outside the office, Li Zhenghe turned to face Xing Jishang: What's going on with him?

I think it's post-traumatic stress disorder.

PTSD? Isn't that something created by the US military to gain sympathy and cover up war crimes? Li Zhenghe frowned, He's not taking drugs, right?

That's the problem, he doesn't. Xing Jishang looked serious, I thought you would be able to understand him better.

I'm a fucking artist, not a madman. How can I understand a madman? Li Zhenghe took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and touched matches all over his body.

Xing Jishang took out his lighter, lit it, and stretched it out in front of Li Zhenghe.

Li Zhenghe hesitated for a moment, then put the cigarette over and lit it.

Xing Jishang: I think people who stubbornly think that cigarettes lit with lighters are not easy to smoke should be on the same journey as him.

How many times have I said that matches are more convenient than lighters in special circumstances. The oil and gas in the lighter will become the last light you see in your life if you are not careful. Li Zhenghe blew out the smoke and changed the topic to Shi Enzhou On the body, Do you think he can use it?

I don't think so. I'm not going to take a time bomb with me and do something big.

That makes sense, then let him carry out the mission of attacking in the east and attacking in the west. The Japanese are now making every effort to capture him, so it is better to just give up on the Japanese's wish.

Understood. Then I will follow the plan and unseal the fake action plan in front of him tomorrow.

Well, I'll leave it to you. It must look like the real thing.

Of course. Except for me, no one knows that this is just an attack in the east. They will think that this is to extort a huge ransom of 10 million US dollars. The people I picked are all guys who want to do something big. They have done it before He secretly planned to blow up the bank vault with explosives, but I stopped him.

You actually have such talents under your command? Li Zhenghe was stunned.

Before coming here, they were all good young people. Xing Jishang sighed, Oranges are born in Huainan.

Hmph. Li Zhenghe snorted and did not reply.

Speaking of which, have you found the defector in Tokyo?

Qiu Dongwan is still looking for him. However, he has probably been captured. Don't worry, he is just a newcomer and doesn't know anything. Li Zhenghe said.

He doesn't even know you are in Osaka?

He has never even met me and doesn't know that I exist. People in Tokyo, except for the oldest group, all think that Qiu Dongwan is the boss. Li Zhenghe grinned, After all, I am just a crazy person Just a novelist and a painter.”