053 Cheers to recovery
Next, the preparation of the barbecue was quickly completed.
Kazuma never imagined that there was a barbecue grill in his warehouse, although it was very old, but the family BBQ could be used as long as it could be used.
As an injury number, you don't need to participate in any preparations, just sit on the edge of the edge and watch the scenery.
He Ma sat there and watched Shigeru and them make a fire and tinker with the barbecue grill, and he suddenly remembered those food stalls on the side of the road on the way to school when he was a child in his previous life.
The people who sell mutton skewers are generally bearded uncles, and they shout like Chen Peisi in the Spring Festival Gala: Urumqi's mutton skewers~
Kazuma broke off memories and looked at the old cherry blossom trees that had no flowers.
At this time, suddenly the sound of a guitar sounded in my ears.
He Ma turned his head and found that Kitagawa Shaxuri was sitting not far from him, plucking the strings.
Kazuma: "You should also prepare!" Do you want to sit back and enjoy it? β
Kitagawa Shaxu: "Yes! β
In the face of this justified answer, Kazuma was speechless for a while.
Heita Nishikiyama, who was helping to raise the fire, said, "It's not bad to have music to listen to when you're working, so let Miss Bai Feng ...... Oh no, at this time, I already called you Kitagawa Sayaka......"
"Shaxuri!"
"It's pretty much the same." Nishikiyama Heita said as he held the fan in his hand and fanned it against the charcoal.
Smoke billowed from the firewood that started the fire.
Suddenly, the wind went to one side, and the smoke went to Nishikiyama Heita's face.
Nishikiyama Heita, the leader of the Jinshan group of the Kanto United Three Generations Organization, coughed violently.
Beichuan Shaxuli looked at him and was speechless: "You are also a team leader, and now that your appearance is seen by the team members, I am afraid that it will make them rebellious." β
Heita Nishikiyama smiled: "That's a worry only for the big group that has been promoted to the direct line of the Kanto United Union." In addition to collecting debts and rents, we also have to help the streets deliver gas and save cats, and sometimes repair sewers. β
"So miserable?" Kitagawa Shaxuri was shocked.
"That's it if you don't sell anesthetics, when I helped Sumitomo Construction to drive people out, the income was very good, but because some people resisted with all their might, all the business in this area could not be done, and Sumitomo Construction could only buy land at the market price."
Kazuma raised an eyebrow - my resistance still has this effect? Nearby residents have sold their land at a reasonable price?
Kitagawa Saori didn't pay attention to Kazuma's expression at all, and she opened her mouth to ask what she was interested in: "Why do the Kazama family want to quit the anesthetic business, my father and grandfather are thinking about it day and night is rushing in to get a piece of the pie." β
Nishikiyama Heita's expression became serious, he looked up at Kitagawa Shaxuri, and said, "Miss Kitagawa will understand if she goes to see those addicts, if there is only one thing in this world that is pure evil, it must be the narcotics business."
"Although I don't expect to die happily when I become an extreme person, at least I personally hope that I can have an easy errand in the hell of Ah Bi."
Kazuma looked at Geumsan Heita, and suddenly spoke: "Geumyama, even if you say this here, I will send you to prison mercilessly in the future." β
"Ah, I know, I'm waiting for this day. Rather, I'm waiting for you to wipe out the Kanto United β no, the dark side of all of Tokyo. If you can do it. β
Kitagawa Shauri looked at Kazuma and asked, "What about me?" I'm the young master of the White Summit. β
"Tell me about the bad things you've done." And the horse said.
Kitagawa Sha Xuli thought for a while and said, "Helping the family to slash dozens of hostile groups, is this a bad thing?" β
"No, I cut it too." Kazuma replied without thinking about it.
Beichuan Shaxu said with a little surprise: "You actually gave me a verdict without hesitation, shouldn't this be what the judge did?" Shouldn't the heroes of justice abide by procedural justice? β
He Ma was speechless for a while, and he thought for a moment before replying: "Then you shouldn't ask me this question, you should wait until I send you to court in the future, and then let the judge answer." β
"Oh, it's really ruthless, you caught a beautiful girl, and you just want to send her to court." Kitagawa Shaxuli teased, "Shouldn't you be a ......?"
"Are you two hungry?" Jinguji Tamamo appeared between the two of them, and put the plate with a small snack between the two, "The barbecue will take a while to eat, so if you are hungry, eat some pastries to cushion your stomach." β
Kitagawa Shauri glanced at the delicate pastry on the plate, and with a cheerful "yes", he grabbed a piece and threw it into his mouth.
After swallowing the pastry, she stuck out her tongue to clean the sugar and cream from her fingers before continuing to fiddle with the guitar in her hand.
It's like the conversation never happened.
After Jinguji Tamamo put down the pastry, she went back to busy her.
Kitagawa Sauri plucked the strings and played the uncomplicated chords, and Kazuma thought she was going to sing, but she just played intently.
Kazuma looked around the courtyard again, and then saw Hanayama Akira standing next to the courtyard wall, stretching his neck to look through, as if he was waiting for someone.
Kazuma: "Hanayama! You touch the fish above board! β
Hua Shan turned his head sharply and hurriedly explained: "No, no, I was still helping just now, and now I think that the wine and takeout I ordered should arrive, so I came and waited." β
"Takeaway?" Kazuma frowned, Hema traveled for so long, and only ordered takeout once last year when Chiyoko was sick, and the ramen he ordered was expensive to deliver.
Hanayama replied, "Yes." The izakaya I often go to is called Unzenju, and recently they have been affected by the previous incident, and business has become very poor, so I went to them and ordered a takeout to help out. β
As soon as Hema heard Yunxianju, he remembered: when he fought against URB fans with Beichuan Shaxuli before, he rode a Harley-Davidson motorcycle and picked up Yunxianju's warm curtain stick, and he used it as a spear.
After the matter was over, he and Ma thought about apologizing, after all, the warm curtain is the store's faΓ§ade, and the warm curtain in many stores has been used for a long time.
But then there was so much, and it didn't happen.
This time, Huashan ordered takeout, and just apologized to the people of Yunxian Ju - no, the takeaway delivery is usually a small worker in the store or something, and the apology has to be told to the owner.
He Ma was thinking about it, and Huashan shouted: "It's coming, it's coming!" It was actually the old mother Sang who personally sent something, but I didn't expect it. β
When Kazuma heard this, he thought to himself that this was not just right, so he stood up and planned to go and greet him himself.
After all, I took someone's warm curtain without anyone's consent before, and it was my own mistake first, so it is reasonable to welcome and apologize by the way.
Beichuan Shaxuli saw that Hema stood up and wanted to put down the guitar to help, and waved his hand with Ma: "Who do you look down on, you see that I can walk like flying now." β
Let's talk about it and the horse is like flying.
In fact, the place where you are shot when you are walking like a fly will still hurt, but it should be harmless.
When he came to the wall, he saw a Toyota pickup truck stop in front of his house, and a young old lady was sitting in the body of the pickup truck, holding a large box in her arms.
After the pickup stopped, the old lady carried the box in her arms to her shoulder, and then picked up the bucket at her feet and stood up.
Hua Shan hurriedly stepped forward: "Give me the things first!" β
"Be careful, it's heavy." The old lady said as she put down the bucket, took the box off her shoulder and handed it to Huashan.
Hua Shan took it and almost didn't drop the box directly on the ground, but it was hard to hold on.
"Young man, you're exercising less." The old lady lifted the bucket she had just put down, and the horse heard the sound of glass clashing, and blindly guessed that the bucket was filled with ice and wine.
The little old lady got out of the car slowly, and then patted the car door: "Okay, thank you for driving me over!" β
The uncle who was driving the car stuck his hand out of the window and gave a thumbs up, and responded, "You're welcome, then I'll go first, old mother Sekine." β
Huashan asked, "Is this your son?" β
"Do you think we look like us? Don't be stupid, this is the owner of the electrical store on the same street, and they have no business over there, so they closed it in advance and drove me over. Really, what are these rock fans messing around, and they also bombed the police station, which directly made the neighborhood have a hard time. β
The old lady surnamed Sekine muttered and complained.
At this time, she finally noticed that she was watching the lively Wama, and then showed a surprised expression.
"Oops." The old lady carried a barrel of wine, ran to Wama's side, and circled around Wama for half a circle, "Oh, it's really a young hero like Nabenosuke." β
Kazuma, as an old lady who aspires to pass on the player, also took a few seconds to remember who Nabenosuke was.
Honda Tadakatsu, Milk Name Nabe no Suke.
The moment he remembered, he and the horse once again confirmed the top of the little old woman's head.
Nothing.
But Jinguji Tamamo also has no entry.
At this time, the little old lady complained again: "Alas, I knew that I would bring more wine, how can this be enough to drink, the young hero must have a lot of alcohol." β
Kazuma: "That, old ...... Mom, I borrowed the warm curtain from your house before, and it was really forced by the situation. β
"It's okay, it's okay. My warm curtain is just a broken bamboo, just a relic left by the old man, so I have always been baby. It's okay, it's okay, it's okay if it's broken! β
He Ma didn't even hear for a while whether this old lady was yin and yang weird or really open-minded, she should ...... It's yin and yang, right?
At this time, the door of the dojo opened.
Jinguji Yuzao went out with a smile: "Ah, I heard an unfamiliar voice and came out to see, I didn't expect it to be such a lovely grandmother." β
Kazuma looked at Tamamo suspiciously, the order of the elders and young here in Japan is very strict, and it is rude to say that the elders are cute.
Then he heard the old lady gasp.
"TATATA......" The old lady kept saying the same single note as if she was stammering.
Tamamo: "Tamamo, Jinguji Tamamo." β
"Ah, it's the young lady of the Jinguji family!" The old lady came back to her senses, and her speech immediately became smooth, "You and Ling Tang look exactly the same!" I thought my wife had come back from the dead! β
Jinguji Tamamo smiled, "Unfortunately, it's not. But I'm going to try to be a woman like my mother and support the Jinguji family. Old man, are you my mother's old acquaintance? β
He Ma completely understood at this time, this old lady is only afraid that she is not a person, as for Yuzao's mother, it is most likely all nonsense, and it is said to Huashan, the only ordinary person on the scene.
As for whether the two knew each other beforeβhe guessed that he probably knew each other, otherwise the old lady would not have been scared like that.
The old lady replied to Yuzao: "I have had a few encounters with my wife, and I don't have too deep friendship, my wife is a gentle person, even if I don't have too much friendship, I can feel her tenderness." I was sad when I heard that something had happened to her. β
Kazuma looked at the old lady and didn't see the slightest flaw at all.
"That's right. We're going to have a good talk about Mom tonight, and I hope you'll tell me more. Tamamo said in a sincere tone.
"No, no, no! I remember that I have something to do tonight, so I'll go first......" said the old lady, putting the barrel on the ground and turning around.
Huashan: "The car of the electrical appliance store has gone, the neighborhood here has begun to be rebuilt, the station has been demolished, and you have to walk a long way to take the bus, are you okay?" β
The old lady was stunned.
At this time, Tamamo had already reached her back, and saw Tamamo bend down to lift the bucket of wine on the ground, and whispered to the old lady's ear: "I also want to ask about getting old by the way." β
The old lady turned her head suspiciously, glanced at Yuzao, and asked in a low voice, "You also started?" β
Tamamo just smiled slightly, straightened up and glanced at Kazuma, and walked back to the entrance.
The old lady, who was hanging in place, looked at Kazuma and suddenly had an expression of "Oh understood", and then quickly followed Tamamo's footsteps and also entered the house.
Hua Shan was relieved at this time, he was just holding on with a stiff face, it seems that this box is really heavy.
Now he finally saw hope that he could put down the box.
**
An hour later, the guests of honor at Kiryu Dojo gathered under the cherry blossom trees in the backyard.
The members of the kendo club at the University of Tokyo probably got the news from Takamizawa Senpai, and all the hulala came over.
Chiyoko blocked the courtyard gate and asked each of them to make up the money for the barbecue first, and then let people in.
The eldest Shiratori Akira led everyone to raise a glass to Kazuma: "To celebrate the return of the helmsman of Kiryu Dojo!" Cheers! β
He Ma lifted the juice and shouted with everyone, "Cheers!" β
Not being able to drink at this time is honestly still a little unpleasant, and if you think about it carefully, now that you are a fierce man who has killed people, you still have to abide by the law and can't drink, and you always feel that something is wrong.
However, not drinking alcohol is probably good news for the stomach that has just suffered a heavy blow.
After three rounds of drinking, Hanayama Akira, who was obviously drunk, stood up and shouted: "Meiji University, Hanayama Akira!" Now, it's time to make a haiku! β
The crowd stirred up.
Huashan pondered for a moment and shouted: "Plum rain!" β
He stopped and looked up at the sky.
Today the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and there is no rain at all.
The first sentence of haiku should express the seasons with seasonal features.
The rainy season is clearly out.
Hanayama took another big sip of wine, and then tried again: "Late cherry blossom ......"
Everyone looked at the old cherry tree that had no flowers.
Takeshi Hanajo, who had just returned from school, applauded loudly: "Meiji University is not good!" β
Senior Sister Gan Meiyu was obviously also drunk, jumped up and stepped on the table, and shouted: "That's right! Meiji University, you can't do it! Is this still the twin walls of the empire along with our Dongda? β
He Ma coaxed the little sister: "Sister, the empire is over!" There's nothing left of the ashes! β
"Ah, yes, my!" Gan Zhongmei patted her chest, "I'll punish myself." β
Then Gan Zhongmei grabbed a cup of goo and drank it all.
Kazuma couldn't help but sigh: This Aomori is also in the northeast of Tokyo, and the old ladies in the Northeast are really fierce.
After the senior sister finished drinking, she picked up a large cup again, raised it high and shouted: "Respect General Li Mei who burned the rotten empire!" β
Kazuma was startled, but on second thought, it was the students of Tokyo University who had raised the red flag ten years ago and intended to take the path that Japan had never imagined.
So he raised his cup (orange juice) and shouted, "To Spruance!" β
All of a sudden, the atmosphere became more enthusiastic.
At this time, Kenji Shiratori also raised his glass and shouted, "To MacArthur!" β
Everyone fell silent all of a sudden, and looked at Kenji Shiratori in unison.
Kazuma couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "What do you want to do with him, Christmas offensive?" β
Most of the people here are top students, so they naturally know the stalk of the Christmas offensive, and they laughed together at this time.
At this moment, Hema suddenly understood that this is a kind of international prestige! To be able to turn the Japanese Emperor MacArthur into an object of ridicule by the Japanese, this is the prestige!
In a joyful atmosphere, the barbecue banquet continued.
In the dead of night, the tired young people lay on the ground, while the ruddy-faced middle-aged people got up and said goodbye to the horses.
"I'm back in the group's office." Heita Geumyama said this, then pulled out his coat from under Hanayama's body sleeping on the ground, and held it in his hand, "Let's go." In the future, I feel that there will be a period of unpeaceful times, and I am afraid that many people will die in the battle with the Fushou Gang of the True Fist Association. If I can't come back, say sorry in advance, it won't be a stepping stone to your promotion. β
After saying that, Heita Geumyama turned around and walked towards the courtyard gate.
The Shiratori detective and his eldest son, who was still awake, set up the unconscious Shiratori Kenji, nodded to Kazuma and turned to leave.
Takashi Hanabo and his partner Daisuke Wakamiya followed behind Shiratori and his son, and Takashi Hanafang squeezed his eyes at Kazuma.
After seeing off a few people with horses, he glanced at the courtyard and found that he didn't see the figure of the old woman of Yunxian Ju.
She should have been drinking together in the crowd just now.
So Kazuma turned his gaze to Jinguji Tamamo, who was helping the fallen person cover the towel quilt, and asked loudly, "The mother-in-law of Yunsenju has gone back?" β
"yes, there's a pickup truck coming to pick her up at ten o'clock." Tamamo replied.
And the horse shrugged.
I don't know what Tamamo and the mother-in-law, who seems to be called Granny Sekine, talked about and how they talked.
Kazuma picked up the orange juice that he hadn't finished drinking and took a big sip.
Tamamo: "I've just asked Granny Sekine a lot of child-rearing questions. β
And the horse sprayed a mouthful of orange juice two meters away.
People who practice martial arts have a large lung capacity.
Tamamo giggled.
At this time, Kitagawa Shauri played his beloved guitar and sang softly.
Kazuma: "I'll send you a song?" β
"yes, no?" Beichuan Shaxu replied angrily, and then continued to play and sing, looking up at the bright moon while singing.
He Ma suddenly thought that the moonlight was so beautiful at this time, and he didn't know how Beichuan Shaxuli would react.
So he said, "The moonlight is so beautiful." β
As soon as the words fell, the guitar in the Beichuan Shaxu broke a string.
"What are you talking about?" Kitagawa glared at Kazuma.
And the horse pointed to the moon: "Isn't this moonlight beautiful?" β
"Yes, yes, beauty!"
"What do you think I'm talking about?"
"Ask Natsume Soseki yourself!"
"He's dead!"
"Then go down and ask! Aren't you a hero, like Sun Wukong, go to the underworld and find someone to ask clearly! β
He shrugged his shoulders and found that Jinguji was looking at this side, so he spread his hands.
Kitagawa Sasuri played the guitar again, this time she didn't sing the song that Kazuma gave her, but the song was familiar to Ma.
She sang the theme song "Straw Hat Song" from the movie "Human Witness".
Kazuma: "This song isn't rock at all, is it?" β
Kitagawa Sauri rolled his eyes and changed to the Eagles' "Hotel California".
He Ma looked at the courtyard of the college students who were lying in front of him after drinking freely, and thought that the lyrics of this song were really suitable for the occasion.
This day ended with the guitar and singing of Kitagawa Shaxu.
**
Early the next morning, Kazuma woke up from his dream.
He had just dreamed of the Santu River, and the sea of flowers on the other side of the bloom.
Faceless figures stood in a row in the sea of flowers, wordlessly looking at the horses.
Sit up with the horse and hold your forehead.
When he was a little more conscious, he touched the wound on his waist that had healed.
The pain has been greatly reduced, and I don't even feel much when I press lightly.
Jinguji has submitted an application to the school for an extension of sick leave, which has been approved, so Kazuma does not have to rush to class and can continue to "recuperate at home".
Jinguji said that as long as you remember to hand in the report or something, you won't fall too far behind in the credits.
Today, however, Kazuma does not plan to continue to recuperate at home.
If you don't do anything at home, how can you be worthy of those dead souls, and how can you be worthy of the gratitude of those family members.
He Ma got out of bed in good spirits, put on his clothes in three or two and went to wash.
He had just finished washing up and went to the restaurant to drink barley tea to wake up when he heard the bell of a bicycle outside the house.
He stretched out his head and glanced into the hallway, just in time to see Amao open the door and come in.
Shigeru didn't go to the dojo, probably because the dojo was closed now.
Kazuma: "Ageru, you just finished your part-time job?" β
"Yes, just finished delivering the newspaper. I've brought in today's morning paper, Master. β
"Put it at the door." Kazuma looked at the table in the dining room and made sure that there was still time before Shigeru went to school, and said to Shigeru, "Go buy a map of Tokyo now." The kind that requires all water systems to be clearly drawn. β
"I understand, is it okay to buy the kind that you can buy at convenience stores?" Shigeru confirmed.
Kazuma: "That's fine." β
At this point in time, convenience stores are an advanced thing, selling everything and paying utility bills, which is a symbol of modern life.
Shigeru turned and went out again.
Chiyoko, who was making breakfast, asked, "Brother, what are you going to go out to investigate?" β
ββ¦β¦ Investigate some of the things you care about. And the horse could only reply like this.
After all, according to the official release of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, the prisoner who caused the explosion has already been killed.
And according to general common sense, this person should also be dead. Even if he had body armor on him, the few shots on his body were ineffective, and the gunshot wounds and knife wounds to his shoulder would not have allowed him to survive in the water.
Body armor itself is also a killer move, Kevlar has not yet become popular in this era, and body armor is inserted with steel plates.
In addition, when he fell into the water, there were police patrol boats and helicopters in the air on the river, and both sides of the river were blocked by the police, so he could only snorkel.
No one thought that the man would survive after falling overboard.
Aside from hallucinations and dreams, there was no evidence that the man was alive.
So Kazuma had to investigate on his own.
This unfolding is really a bit of a "Police Story" flavor, the super police can't borrow official power for various reasons, so they can only investigate alone.
It couldn't be more classic.
Chiyoko glanced at Kazuma and seemed to understand something from Kazuma's serious expression, so she sighed, "Remember to come back with good hands and feet." β
"Don't worry, even if I become a ghost, I'll find my way home." And the horse teased.
Chiyoko: "I'll beat you!" Don't say such unlucky things! β
He Ma smiled, and then naturally diverted the topic: "The amount of breakfast you prepared today is a bit large." β
"Nonsense, so many seniors of Tokyo University are asleep on the second floor, of course they have to prepare their breakfast."
"Are you so kind today? What about meals? And Ma asked in surprise.
"First of all, I've always been kind. Secondly, yesterday we collected a lot of money from them for barbecue, but in fact, we didn't pay much for barbecue, the charcoal was saved in winter, only part of the meat and vegetables were bought by ourselves, and the rest were brought by Sister Gan and the old woman of Yunxian Ju. β
Kazuma: "So you decided to make breakfast for everyone to make yourself feel more at ease when you count money?" β
"Yes." Chiyoko said.
Kazuma looked his sister Chiyoko up and down again.
Good fellow, at a young age, she has mastered the knack of the capitalists to appease the workers!
Chiyoko put a breakfast in front of Wama: "If you are in a hurry to go out in the morning, you can eat first." β
Kazuma looked at the well-fried sugar eggs and the lightly baked bread slices, and was about to open his mouth when the bicycle bell rang outside the door.
Then Shigeru opened the door and rushed in with a map.
"The map was bought."
And Ma: "Bring it and set it on the table." β
Shigeru quickly changed his shoes and ran over and spread out the map on the table.
He Ma picked up a piece of bread and didn't spread the sauce, and looked at the map while eating.
"Yesterday...... No, 20 days ago, on this bridge, the target dived. Kazuma quickly found the bridge he was looking for, and then moved his finger down the river that the bridge crossed.
Mao asked suspiciously, "Master, what are you looking for?" β
"In a state of high police alert," Kazuma explained as he ate bread, "there is only one possibility if the other party is alive and not found by the police." It's that there is a hiding place for him by the river. He could hide as soon as he got ashore. This is the most reasonable assumption. β
Shigeru was shocked: "Do you think the prisoner is not dead?" β
Kazuma shook his head: "No, I'm just in case." After all, the police have not recovered the body now. β
And the horse's fingers had reached Tokyo Bay by this time.
He was speechless: "Tokyo Bay...... It seems that we need to get a hydrographic atlas of Tokyo Bay. β
"I'll get it!" Shigeru turned to leave, and Mara stopped him.
"Are you stupid? You have to go to the library or the archives, which are open and you have classes. Give me school. Bike lend me. And Ma said.