I teach kendo in Tokyo

Chapter 45 In the Night

Daimon Goro smacked his lips.

At this time, the general placed the fried fish in front of Daimongoro.

The amount of fish was small, which was in sharp contrast to Daimon Goro's huge body. But the food served in this kind of restaurant that mainly serves people to drink is like this. The portion of each dish is not much, and it is better to have a long flow of water.

If you want to eat a lot, go to a ramen shop or something like that and eat as much as you want.

After the dishes were served, the general served wine to Daimon Goro and Zuoshan with skillful movements.

Daimon Goro used chopsticks to tear off a piece of fish and threw it into his mouth, then took a sip of his wine.

"Last year, he was still an ordinary member who could barely make it into the main lineup. Although he came from a kendo family, I didn't feel any special talent in him." Daimon began to recall, "In the last kendo competition, he was in His performance in the district preliminaries was also very average. He served as the second forward in team battles. Although he won both of them, the opponents he faced were also second forwards from other schools...that is, the main players with relatively average strength."

Zuo Shan frowned: "He was at this level last year? Are you trying to say that it only took him one year to develop the strength to defeat Nishikiyama Heita?"

"It's not impossible." Daimon Goro drank the wine in his glass and filled it for himself again. "His parents passed away in a car accident last year and there were no other relatives in the family, so he directly inherited the dojo."

Zuo Shan also took a sip of wine: "Do you want to tell me that he transformed after inheriting the dojo?"

"Now it seems that this is a fact. The last time I had one-on-one sparring with him was last year. After New Year's Day, the club in the third semester practiced independently, and he has been practicing aerial swings, as if he wanted to It’s like forcing yourself to forget something bad.”

Zuo Shan: "Then he became stronger?"

"Yes, he could easily defeat me, just now." Daimon Goro drank the second cup and filled himself up again, "Although I don't know how strong Nishikiyama is, I still don't doubt that Kiryu has it. The ability to beat him.”

"So strong?" Zuo Shan looked surprised, "Generally speaking, even if there is a family accident that adds fuel to the flames, it can at most change his strength from an ordinary main candidate to a general, right?"

"Have you forgotten Ghost Garden Xuanxin?" Daimon Goro replied.

Zuo Shan suddenly misfired.

Ghost Court Xuanxin was a mountain that they, the young swordsmen of the time, could never overcome.

Zuoshan silently drank the wine in his glass and then said: "Is it that strong? I looked at the information from the police station and it seems that Kiryu Kazuma is a lixin ryu?"

"Yeah, but his upper level reminds me of Kiba Genshin. To be honest, his swordsmanship has become very strange. It doesn't look like Rishin-ryu at all, but more like Shinto-ryu or Katori Shinto-ryu. .”

Strictly speaking, the Shinto-ryu is a branch of the Katori Shinto-ryu. When Tsukahara Fuden did not create the Shin-to-ryu, it was the Katori Shinto-ryu that was practiced.

Zuoshan's brows furrowed even more: "Changed the genre? But, this can't be done by changing the state of mind, right? If there is no one to teach you, can you just rely on watching those superficial kendo programs on TV?"

"I don't know. Maybe he went to some dojo to practice during this period? Or met some master?"

"Don't be stupid. It's not a big river drama. You can't just meet a wandering master on the roadside."

When Zuoshan said this, he was a little unsure. After all, this is the era when Japanese period novels are popular. The cheap version of swordsman novels has dozens of volumes at a time, which is equivalent to Japanese martial arts novels.

Every Japanese boy dreams of meeting a wandering swordsman when he was young and teaching him peerless martial arts - just like every Chinese boy hopes to buy the Tathagata Palm for a few dollars when he was young.

Naturally, Zuo Shan also had such a middle school dream. Although he has been an adult for a long time and has smoothed his edges in society, there is a saying that a man will remain a boy until he dies.

Therefore, Zuo Shan's denial just now was very uncertain.

Daimon Goro drank another glass of wine, and then continued to speak with the gradually increasing strength of the wine: "In addition to the style, there is another strange thing about his technique. When he fought with me, he forgot at first that this was Kendo Jigu. Forgetting the rules, he adopted many practical strategies. For example, he came close to me several times and then tried to kick me. I could clearly feel that he was about to kick me. So I used movement to block his kick. possibility."

Zuo Shan looked surprised: "Are you sure? How can a high school student have practical skills?"

Daimon Goro did not answer the question, but continued: "The way he moves is also a bit interesting. Although kendo also requires lowering the center of gravity and stabilizing the lower body, the most important thing is the stability of the central axis. But when Kiryu moves, The center of gravity is obviously lower than that of kendo players, which should be a habit of full-armor fighters."

Zuo Shan fell into deep thought.

Daimon Goro: "I can't figure out where he learned these things from. It's just weird. But if you want me to say whether he can beat Nishikiyama Heita, I would say it's possible. I've never seen Nishiki. Yamaheita himself, but actual combat depends on performance. With Kiryu’s current level, if he performs well enough to be a Yakuza leader, there shouldn’t be much of a problem.”

Zuo Shan nodded: "I see, it's a very valuable reference. Come on, have a drink. It's been a long time since we had a good drink."

"It's been more than a year, but this is all you ask? Is this what your organized crime countermeasures class only wants to know?"

"Yes, I will tell you the truth. We initially suspected that the Kiryu family was part of another Yakuza organization that we had not recorded. The conflict between the Kiryu family and the Nishikiyama group was actually between the two factions of Yakuza. Contradictory. Now that you have said it, at least I personally believe that Kiryu is just a high school student who can fight well."

Zuoshan paused, as if thinking of something, and then said: "In addition, the Metropolitan Police came to our department to retrieve the criminal records of Kiryu Kazuma, and they were quite surprised when they found that there was no such record. "

The Metropolitan Police Department is the police headquarters of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government and manages the entire metropolitan area. Japan does not have a legal capital, but it still calls Tokyo the metropolitan area.

The National Police Agency above the Metropolitan Police Department is the headquarters of all Japanese police.

"Metropolitan Police Department..." Daimongoro was a little surprised, "Has my student attracted so much attention?"

"A pair of detectives came from the Metropolitan Police Department. They are the kind of detectives who don't usually wear police uniforms but wear handsome windbreakers. They seem to be called Shiratori and Takayama. I heard that they went to the Traffic Division later, maybe to report the car accident involving Kiryu's parents. information.”

Zuoshan said, picking up the wine bottle and filling it with Daimon Goro: "Okay, let's stop talking about the business. Come, have a drink."

**

That night, after Inspector Zuoshan and Daimon Goro parted ways, he did not immediately take the last train back to his home. Instead, he walked through several blocks and came to the commercial street near Tishutian.

I walked because it was easier to spot someone following me through a deserted neighborhood late at night.

After confirming that there was no tail, Inspector Zuo Shan stopped at the door of the closed electrical appliance store and took out his cigarette case.

Tsuda Group Wakatou Ohta Jusan flashed out of the shadows: "Inspection Director-san, you are a little late."

"But I got what you asked for." The patrol director took out a large tape recorder from the bag he carried with him. With the size of this tape recorder, it is already a special equipment only owned by the police.

He took out the tape and handed it to Ota Juzo: "This is Daimon Goro's evaluation of Kiryu Kazuma's martial arts skills. Where is the thing I want?"

Ohta Shisan took out a yellow kraft paper envelope: "This is the intelligence of several of our hostile groups. It should make inspection chief Sang have a good year this year."

"Hmph, don't make it sound like I am the only one who has an advantage in this matter." After Zuoshan handed the tape to Ohta Shisan, he took the brown paper envelope, opened it, took out the contents and took a look.

"Yes, it looks like it will be useful." Zuo Shan put away his things, "You have never seen me."

"Of course." Ota Shisan said, bowing slightly to Zuoshan, then turned around and disappeared into the shadows.

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