I Teach Kendo in Tokyo - Vol 4.3 Chapter 170

“What? You don’t know if the police department makes up?” Huafang waved his hand in disapproval.

“Recently, a lot of guys with suspected sleepwalking have appeared on the streets of Tokyo, but Ming understands the sky and wanders around the street in a daze, asking them to answer nothing. When I suddenly wake up, I will be surprised how I ran to Mo. The brilliance… or something, sounds boring, doesn’t it?”

“… Listen to your tone, there seem to be quite a few examples of this kind?” Kazuma frowned and confirmed.

Although the “paid residence” during this period gave him the benefit of convenient actions, it also brought the problem of detaching from the front-line cases. For example, the “day sleepwalking” that Huafang said was never passed to him.

“Over ten a day, is this too much or not too much?” Huafang said with a shrug. “Yesterday, a medical school professor came out to explain that it was an autonomic disorder caused by the change of seasons and busy life… Well, there is no special harm anyway. At most, the local police station will become busy. . Alas, there is really nothing to dig out the best news.”

“That’s really hard work. If I have any news, I’ll tell you.” Kazuma nodded to Hanabo, and decided to visit it. For good or bad,

So far, Kazuma has not encountered a situation where the holders of plural entries appear at the same time. If “Daydreamwalking” is the same thing as the “lost person” I met last time, then the matter is probably quite big.

“Then I beg you, hero.” Hanabo gazed at the pensive Kazuma interestingly, and then reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

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From the flower room, I heard about several places where sleepwalkers often appeared. Two of them were in the commercial street near the street, so Kazuma ended the morning run and turned around.

When he came to the commercial street, it was almost the morning rush hour. Japan’s economic boom in the 1980s was at the peak of the sky, and the morning peak was probably the most crowded time of the day on the streets of Tokyo.

In order to prevent the authenticity behind it from attracting unnecessary attention, Kazuma selected a building terrace a little farther away from the crowd to look down at the street view below.

The crowds on the street are densely packed like crucian carp crossing the river. It is impossible to find sleepwalkers in it with the naked eye. Even if Kazuma has the ability to directly look at the entry, it is quite enough to find the abnormal existence in the crowd. difficulty.

“call……”

Kazuma took a deep breath and focused on the subway station where the crowds were gathered, and focused on capturing the movement within a radius of several kilometers.

With a high concentration of energy, the holographic map of the street in front of him slowly appeared in the consciousness of Kazuma-this is the entry skill he acquired when he sneaked into Hyuga Corporation. The principle is to use his super-human keen five senses to collect the surrounding environment Intelligence, and then integrate structured images similar to holographic maps in the mind.

When the surrounding environment is relatively simple, Kazuma can even distinguish the height, weight, and clothing of a single target from the holographic map. However, the bustling traffic in the street in front of him obviously exceeds his processing ability, so in the brain map, Kazuma can only see a wave of people in different directions.

Kazuma adjusts the focus, the eyes, ears, nose and other touches are also concentrated in its direction. As a result, the brain map is constantly refreshed like a radar wave, and new information is added every time it is refreshed.

Kazuma can’t help being amazed by such a convenient mechanism. Although his extraordinary five senses are the evolution of the original hot spring town after being infected with the legacy virus, it is far beyond his expectations that it can eventually evolve to such a point.

Sure enough, the human body contains extraordinary potential, or is the law of this dimension able to accommodate martial artists to cultivate to an even more incredible realm? Kazuma subconsciously thinks of the butler Suzuki who is in the airborne straight machine, and the eternal boxing champion who is flying the truck with his fists, and he is immediately calm about his changes.

“Huh? That’s…”

At this time, a strange spot of light suddenly appeared from the surging crowd in the consciousness. The spot of light showed a hazy color like a dim light, which was in sharp contrast with the fiercely surging crowd around.

Kazuma quickly moved his attention to the light spot, and the five senses also focused there. With the concentration of the five senses, as the surrounding crowd suddenly dimmed, the contours of the light spots became gradually clear.

The figure was about a young woman, wearing rather plain home clothes, with a slight bulge in her lower abdomen, as if she had been pregnant for several months. The young pregnant woman was wandering in the streets some distance from the main road, and her muddy pace showed that she was in a rather trance.

Kazuma even “watched” her bumping into a passing passerby, who scolded her a few words, but the pregnant woman continued to wander around deaf ears.

“That’s it.”

Kazuma is certain that it is the daydreamer that Takashi Hanabu said, and that she has an entry that she has ever seen on her head.

The “lost person” entry on the head of the child I met the previous time disappeared before investigation. This time we should find more clues.

Kazuma was about to lean over, so it concentrated on searching for the shortcut to the position of the sleepwalking woman. Who knew this search found a problem-only “see” in the real-time map, the passerby who had collided with the pregnant woman did not leave. Go, but go to the corner of the lane and meet the van parked there.

I saw two people getting off the van again, and it seemed that after a little discussion, the three of them got on the bus again, and then the van approached the pregnant woman in front of it.

“Kidnapping? Tsk!”

Kazuma almost intuitively concluded that the group was planning to commit a crime, and immediately jumped out of the terrace by the railing, hugged the telephone pole erected three or four meters away in mid-air, and jumped directly to the ground after buffering.

At this time, the office workers rushing to and fro on the street almost stared blankly at the gods who suddenly descended from the sky in front of them, and unexpectedly there were people who had met with Kazuma.

“Kiryu, the police department? Are you…”

The patrolman who copied the illegal license plate on the street was no one else. It was Nagasaki Kurosaki who hit him the last time he was sending a lost child. This guy is obviously a grassroots traffic policeman but he has the scary entry of a “weapon expert”, and his neat style also left a considerable impression on Kazuma.

But even Kurosaki Nagasaki can’t help but stare at Kazuma with round eyes at this moment.

“Kurosaki-kun, you came right in time! There is a kidnapping going on ahead, so drive me to stop the van.”

Kazuma is too late to explain, and points to the motorcycle to ask Kurosaki to take him over. The kidnappers were only ten steps away from the pregnant woman. When he ran over, he might have caught the person and ran away long ago. Kazuma doesn’t want to stage the scene of the road racing scene when Chiyoko was saved. In this case, Kurosaki Motors became the most promising vehicle.

“Yeah? It’s going to happen?” Kazuma uses not the present tense but the future tense, which made Kurosaki quite astonished, but he recovered quickly and stepped on the motorcycle without asking more questions. “Okay, the police department makes up, is it in that direction?”

“Yes. Look out for a white van. They are planning to kidnap a pregnant woman.” Kazuma also stepped onto the back seat of the motorcycle.

“Kidnapping pregnant women? This group of craps!” Kurosaki, who seemed to have a sense of justice, snorted when he heard the words, then blasted the accelerator and rushed out.

The busy traffic in the downtown area of ​​Tokyo caused considerable obstacles to the passage of motorcycles. When Kurosaki drove the motorcycle to the laneway, the van in the distance just closed the door.

Through the gap in the car door Kazuma, I saw young pregnant women who were stuffed into the car, as well as several extremely well-dressed bastards. At this time, the gangsters who succeeded in the kidnapping also noticed the noise here, and looked back at a patrol motorcycle driving over aggressively. The frightened gangsters quickly turned around and ran into the lane.

“Is there really a kidnapping case?” Seeing the gangsters reacting with a guilty conscience, Kurosaki was convinced that Kazuma was not just talking. While driving the motorcycle to keep up with the van, strong doubts flowed into my heart. “Police Department Supplement, how did you detect it?”

“I saw it on the rooftop over there.” Kazuma staring at the van replied casually.

“See? From that far away?” Kurosaki tilted his head slightly and glanced in the direction where the previous two came. His eyesight is absolutely not bad, but the location of the original Tiantai is almost impossible to find across this distance, not to mention the crowded streets of Tokyo.

A few criminals with unruly plots can be found in the turbulent crowd at such a distance. To be honest, this is beyond the scope of experience or intuition, and has reached the realm of supernatural functions.

“Although the petty officer has heard a lot of extraordinary rumors made by the police department, today it seems that it is really extraordinary.” Kurosaki exhaled convincingly.

“Tsk, most of those rumors are compiled by Fang Chun, the weekly magazine. If you really believe it, you will lose.” Kazuma shook his head.

To be honest, the amazing performance of the entry skills today also surprised him. It seems that it will be used in many places in the future, but now it is better to stop the escaped van as the priority: “Those guys don’t seem to want to stop. It looks like, do you want to call for reinforcements?” Kazuma asked Kurosaki~www.mtlnovel.com~ I think it shouldn’t be used. “Kurosaki seemed to have assessed the situation a little bit before shook his head. “Since I have seen the stunt of the police department’s repairs, I can also let the little official show his hand a little. ”

“Oh?” Kazuma suddenly remembered Kurosaki’s entry.

Kurosaki Nagasaki, who plays the role of a grass-roots traffic policeman, of course does not know that the soul entry of his “weapons expert” is already known by Kazuma, squinting his eyes like a hunter, and focusing his attention on the one who flees in front. In the van.

At this time, the van just drove to the wider section of the roadway, and on the left front was a green belt for pedestrians to rest. Kurosaki seized the opportunity to slam the accelerator over the van from the side, and when he flung the rear of the van to the front of the van, he pressed the small button on the left handle.

In order to cope with various situations, police motorcycles usually chase large bags of auxiliary equipment at the rear. I saw that the left side of the motorcycle was opened when Kurosaki pressed the button, and many triangular nail-like objects were spilled from the end.

. After the triangle nails landed, they bounced and spattered, and the van ran over it too late to evade. Kazuma caught a glimpse of several triangular nails stuck into the front wheel of the van, but the van continued to move forward as if unaffected.