I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 182

"It seems that the direction is right..."

Kazuma muttered to himself. The investigations surrounding the door-opening experiment had allowed him to outline the outline of the conspiracy. It was the black hand behind the scenes that realized this and hurriedly offered murderous methods in an attempt to cut off the clues leading to the core of the conspiracy.

But when Kazuma tried to compare the experiences of several clinics, it found that there was a subtle time difference in the process. Perhaps this is an arrangement to avoid attracting unnecessary attention, or the other party does not actually have the ability to cover all of Tokyo at the same time?

Kazuma speculates that it should be the latter.

After all, the mysterious side has declined sharply in modern times, and the social order established by scientific and technological civilization is the mainstream of this world.

The reason why Fuzhi Technology is difficult to deal with is because it can always find the dark corners of social order, and its activities are always covered by "legitimacy".

And once the legitimacy of its disguise is broken, the judgment from the overall order will be destroyed every minute.

Based on this premise, Kazuma believes that the violent methods that Fuzhi Technology can directly use should be quite limited. At best, it is to cooperate with certain extreme gangs and let them help clear out the experimental clinics that may leak.

"In this case..." There should be surviving clinics at the moment!

This conclusion made Kazuma excited, and immediately ran into gtr and took out the map, and looked at the list of clinics to find the most remote location among them.

Kazuma took the map in front of the bridge, checked the direction and stepped on the accelerator.

The clinic found in Kazuma is run by a doctor named Shunji Aida and is located in a fairly old street on the edge of Tokyo.

The old street was originally low in popularity, but in recent years, as the Japanese economy has soared, there seems to be a plan to transform it into a tourist street.

The renovation project is still in the stage of planning and land preparation. Many of the old buildings that are too dilapidated need to be renovated and rebuilt, including the Aida Clinic.

In response to the trend of reconstruction of the old street, Aida Clinic temporarily closed its doors a year ago.

Tanjing specifically noted this on the list of clinics he gave him, so Kazuma judged that Aida Clinic should be the most likely to avoid the cleaning of the black hands behind the scenes.

After driving along the city's highway for 90 minutes, Kazuma only arrived at the old street where Aida Clinic is located. Probably because of the advancement of the renovation project, the old street feels more popular than before.

The narrow roads of the old street are not suitable for driving, so Kazuma simply parked the gtr at the parking lot at the gate of the old street, and then walked into the old street.

The old street feels similar to China in the 1970s and 1980s. Buildings of low-rise bungalows lined up along both sides of the street, and ropes for drying clothes hung between the bungalows. Some children with runny noses were on the street. Running around, you can occasionally see a few vending machines on the street corners that are incompatible with the surrounding atmosphere.

While shopping, Kazuma inquired with an old woman carrying a vegetable basket, and learned that although the Aida Clinic has closed down, Dr. Aida and his wife and daughter are still living at the other end of the old street.

The old woman pointed out the location of Aida's house to Kazuma, Kazuma also asked the old woman whether there had been accidents such as car accidents and fires in the old street out of caution, and the old woman was angry. Not light.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I'm a policeman, and I developed a professional habit by accident." Kazuma apologized quickly and showed the police badge at the same time.

"It's Police Officer Sang. It's really hard to patrol law and order. But it's better not to talk nonsense if there are some bad things. People who listen to it won't be happy."

"Yes, I will pay attention from now on."

Knowing that the Aida's house is safe and sound, Kazuma took a long sigh of relief. After bidding farewell to the kind old woman, he walked towards the Aida's house on the east side of the street.

There seems to be a clear hierarchical division of the old street from west to east. The crowded bungalows on the west side close to the highway are mostly crowded bungalows built next to each other, while the east side to the mountains are mostly single buildings with courtyards.

However, a doctor is a decent job with a high income in Japan, and it is not surprising that the Aida family lives in a separate building.

Kazuma was identified by the number plate while walking, after climbing several steps, finally found the number plate of Aida's house by the side of a fork in the road where the van was parked. The Aida House is a traditional Japanese-style two-story wooden building. The hydrangea planted in the front courtyard is almost growing out of the wall, and it is obviously taken care of by the owner.

This situation made Kazuma relieved. Originally, he wanted to come to the door and ring the doorbell, but when he approached, he realized that the door of the vestibule was hidden.

"Um?"

Although it was only a slightly abnormal situation, Kazuma was still alert in an instant. So he stopped immediately and raised his ears to catch the noise in the house in front of him.

After a while, Kazuma turned to the other side of the road, crossed the corner of the road, and quickly followed the wall and sneaked around. After arriving at Aida's house, he climbed the low wall and climbed in, quietly falling into the backyard.

The backyard is slightly wider than the vestibule. There are many maple trees planted according to the owner's preference. Sheets and clothes are hanging on the open space. Kazuma hid the figure with obstacles, quietly approached the edge side connected with the backyard, and then saw the scene in the living room through the edge side——

The Aida family should be living with the Aida couple and their daughter's family of three, but at the moment there are a few more ferocious-looking mature men in the living room. They are holding steel pipes and iron rods and other blunt objects in their hands, and they can be faintly visible in the bare arms. The fierce tattoo, its identity should be the ultimate.

Opposite the fierce extremes are a gentle-looking middle-aged couple on the sofa. They were surrounded by the poles holding sticks and frightened loudly. The host lowered his head as if desperately and patiently, while the wife beside him was holding his arm in horror.

"Tsk, come here."

Kazuma can't help but slap your tongue. Should it be unsurprising or is it true? The appearance of these fierce extremes in front of him is enough to prove his speculation about the black hand behind the scenes, but this time, he was able to rush to the scene before the development of the incident is irreversible, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Of course, our luck is the enemy's misfortune.

Kazuma draws an almost violent arc at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes swept over those wicked parties who didn't realize it.

Suddenly, a cry of wailing attracted the attention of Kazuma, and when I turned my head, I discovered that there were actually two evil parties in the living room further back.

One of them is a flamboyant outfit with a suit, leather shoes and gold-rimmed glasses, and it seems that he should be the leader of the team. Standing next to the little boss is a burly tattooed man, holding a girl in a school uniform with his sturdy arm.

The girl's hands were pulled behind her back, and her school uniform jacket had been roughly torn apart, revealing her well-developed large pectoral muscles and a lovely light green bra.

The girl's helpless wailing made the surrounding wicked laughter one after another, while the man in the suit drew a dagger, grinned and stuck it on the girl's bra strap, as if it were about to be cut.

Seeing her daughter being humiliated, the host stood up fiercely as if she couldn't bear it, but was kicked back by the gangster next to her.

The hostess's painful cry and the girl's screams sounded in the room, and the man in the suit smiled like a scene, as if very satisfied, and then leaned his face to the girl's chest-but he failed, so he flew over on the way. A kick hit his face.

This kick Kazuma did not regret the effort. The cheesy gold-framed glasses of the man in the suit were kicked and disintegrated out of thin air, and the whole person flew out as if hit by the front of the Shinkansen, and crashed into five or six meters away. The cabinet, and then there was no more movement.

The situation where the little boss was suddenly thrown down by someone was clearly beyond the comprehension of the evil party. Before they could react, Kazuma kicked again behind the tattooed man's knee.

The tattooed man fell to his knees involuntarily, and Kazuma smashed his head against the floor. The tattooed man's forehead was in close contact with the floor and made a dull sound, and then he followed the boss and exited the stage.

"Huh? Huh?"

"Don't worry, it will end soon."

The girl who couldn't figure out the situation was shocked, and when Kazuma passed by, she draped her coat over her.

At this time, the few villains who finally reacted vigorously waved their clubs and made threatening noises at Kazuma.

However, the look of the slender and nerdy is no different from the wild dog barking in front of the tiger. Kazuma didn't bother to respond at all. By the way, he picked up a feather duster at hand, and used a water-filled version of the teeth under his feet to poke the most screaming villain to the ground.

After the tooth burst, the two thugs who tried to block with sticks were first pulled out of their weapons, and then each received a heavy blow to their cheeks, and their teeth flew away along with their fighting spirit.

When Kazuma looked at the last villain, the latter was already trembling, screaming and throwing his bat over, and turning around and rushing towards the door.

Kazuma took the bat without opening his eyes, turned around and threw the bat back. So the abandoned bat caught up with the former owner with the assigned mission, and achieved the result of the evil party's clearing with a muffled hum.

"This way, it should be all solved..."

After finishing this little scene that could not even be called a warm-up, Kazuma looked around the room and confirmed that he did not cause much damage to the home.

After all, this is not the Tsuda office or the like. The results of the police's efforts to stop the rioters have caused kind-hearted people to swallow the expensive bills for repairing their homes ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ I am afraid it is hard to be called a beautiful treatment.

"You, are you?" The male host looked at the fierce man who suddenly appeared on the stage in surprise.

"Ah don't be afraid, I'm a policeman, I only came in when I heard something outside..."

Kazuma smiled at the middle-aged couple who were kind-hearted citizens, and was about to say something that was smashed, but suddenly there was a sharp needle-like feeling in the back of the head. Kazuma tilted his head to the left almost instinctively, and in the next instant a spear flew past his ear almost.

"There is more party!?"

The spear plunged deeply into the column in front of the living room, and Kazuma was filled with a creepy touch.

He didn't even have time to turn his head, and rushed towards the nearest bunker. The figure in Kazuma was like electricity, and several spears in a row almost chased his heel and shot to the floor.

There was a cold sweat behind Kazuma. This type of spear was obviously a cold weapon that was eliminated by the times. However, its strength and precision made him feel like a crisis when he was shot by a Korean gang with a heavy machine gun! ?

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