I Teach Kendo in Tokyo - Vol 4.3 Chapter 223

Kazuma glared at Mikako, then said to Fengguo: “Let’s come in and talk, so many reporters don’t look good.”

“It’s just for the reporters to watch. If you don’t dare to fight today, then you have to let the reporters watch. Besides, it’s more convenient for you to watch so many reporters, right?”

(Kazuma) frowned.

This “you are also more convenient” obviously means that after Kazuma was pulled out of the authentic, he died in an accident, and he would be seen by so many reporters, leaving video data.

In this way, Kazuma will definitely not be prosecuted for murder. If Feng Guo died, his family would have to pay for the Kazuma plaque.

Ah, the plaque is of course to be compensated, after all, Kiryu Dojo is notoriously poor.

Kazuma: “Alright, come in and talk.”

After all, your goal is to kill Fengguo. Since the other party specially sent it to your door and deliberately made a pomp that suits your own performance, then there is no reason not to take the head of your item.

In this way, we can at least console those who have died in vain because of the experiments of welfare technology and the corruption of Fengguo police.

Kazuma thought so, and her expression gradually became cold.

Mikako is also rarely seen without making a fuss, and honestly fulfills the obligations of the hostess.

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At the same time, the door of the one-bedroom, one-bedroom apartment that A Mao rented was slammed in a hurry.

Ah Mao had already woken up, and his reservation today was to go to school and read books in the school library.

Saying that I read a book is actually trying to unravel the latest knot in my heart.

That’s right, the knot that has been haunting him since the cruise incident.

He has been thinking hard, but never came up with a reason.

He didn’t even know what the real body of this knot was.

Even now that the door was opened, A Mao was still thinking about what the true form of this knot was, so he seemed absent-minded when answering the door.

“Who, why? Don’t order a newspaper.”

Then A Mao suddenly became energetic, because there was an unexpected girl outside the door: Feng Guo Xiaoyou.

“Save my father!” Fengguo Xiaoyou pleaded loudly.

A Mao originally wanted to close the door and let Fengguo Xiaoyou go back, but when she heard her words, the hand that was going to close the door stopped again.

Just at this time, Chiyoko came to the entrance from the house, and asked curiously, “Who is there, there is a promotion so early? Uh…”

Chiyoko also saw Fengguo Xiaoyou.

Then she calmly pulled down the collar a little bit, so that the collar of the crew-neck shirt showed the tooth marks left on the collarbone last night.

Fengguo Xiaoyou didn’t care about this at all, and repeated his words again: “Save my father!”

“What’s wrong with your father? Heart attack? Well, shouldn’t that be going to the emergency department of the hospital?” A Mao stammered in response.

Then Ah Mao noticed a man in a suit and leather shoes behind Fengguo Xiaoyou.

But the man’s tie was crooked, and the suit pants were obviously not worn properly. You could see that the waist was slightly bulging. It should be that the shirt tucked into the suit pants was not leveled.

This man, like a member of the Kendo Club, carries a long bag. However, most of the kendo clubs carry the bamboo swords behind their backs, and this one is directly in their arms, as if it were some kind of treasure.

“This man is…”

Fengguo Xiaoyou said solemnly: “I’ll go in and tell you in detail, but it’s really urgent right now, because my father went to the gym with your master! And he brought a lot of kendo-related media, Lian Chaoyue. The TV station felt that it was newsworthy to warn the prisoner to go to the stadium, so they brought a TV broadcast van over there!”

Amo’s face instantly turned pale.

As an apprentice of Kazuma, of course he knows the characteristics of authentic, this scene is literally telling Kazuma: Come and kill me!

Fengguo Xiaoyou saw it and said, “You understand! So now only you can save my father!”

“How can I save it?” A Mao said dejectedly, “Are you there at the time? You’ve seen it all, and I can’t stop it.”

“No, you can stop it!” Fengguo Xiaoyou said decisively, “I admit that I did come up with this method after witnessing the last struggle of the man from Hechuan Farong. But I have made improvements because I also Witnessed the failure of Hechuan Farong before.”

Ah Mao looked at Fengguo Xiaoyou suspiciously.

“This is the accountant of our family, exclusive. Our family hired him to make the ledger. He has a complete ledger, including a fake account and a real account for tax audits. It really clearly records my father. Details of corruption and bribery!

“Also, I’ve heard Dad talk about these things many times myself, and can recall some key names! This accountant and I will serve as tainted witnesses together!”

A Mao was shocked: “This…”

“Come on, try my father with ordinary methods and convict him! Now you have a reason to convince your master!”

A Mao frowned: “No, it’s just these, it shouldn’t be the death penalty, as long as it’s not the death penalty, with your strength, you can easily save people. Such a good thing…”

Amo hesitated.

He doesn’t know what to do anymore because bail is legal.

At this time, Chiyoko patted Amo on the shoulder: “Follow your path, that’s why I chose to be with you~www.mtlnovel.com~ At that time, your whole body exuded that you were not inferior to my brother. light.”

A Mao’s expression gradually became firmer: “Very good, what else is there other than the ledger?”

The trembling accountant patted the thing he was holding: “This is evidence of bribery. Such a precious Japanese sword can’t be bought by the salary of the prisoner!”

A Mao was shocked: “Don’t he have a salary of more than 10 million to 20 million yen a year? Can’t afford it?”

The accountant smiled mockingly: “Do you know what this is? This is a national treasure stolen during the war, Angang Doujikiri, this thing is being auctioned now, and it can sell for billions of yen!”

After all, it is the bubble era of the inflation of the yen after the Plaza Accord. It is not too much for a national treasure to be auctioned for billions, and it even makes people feel a little low.

A Mao gritted his teeth: “Understood, you bring the ledger and stolen goods, we may go to the dojo, maybe in time.”

Fengguo’s little pomelo chicken nodded as if pecking at rice.

Chiyoko: “Then I will say goodbye to you like a lady of a knight.”

“Aren’t you coming?”

Chiyoko tilted her head: “No, it makes me feel bad to see you arguing with your brother. Anyway, you don’t have a knife, so you shouldn’t draw a knife and slash with your brother, right?”

Shigeru Ikeda doesn’t have a sword yet, because he is poor and doesn’t know as many nobles as in Kazuma, so he can send him equipment.

Suddenly, Chiyoko saw the bag the accountant was holding.

“You can’t take this away!” Chiyoko said.

“I will never let go of this thing! It’s the evidence that I tried so hard to come up with!” the accountant shouted hysterically, clenching the long knife tightly.

Chiyoko hesitated for a few seconds, then stomped: “Forget it, I’ll go with you, staring at you! Let’s go!”

She didn’t notice that the corner of the accountant’s mouth rose slightly.