When the police took Ikeda''s father away, they didn''t even ask him to take a confession with Ma. It seems that Ikeda''s father had been sexually harassed after he was drunk before, leaving a foundation.
Of course, it may also be that he Ma''s military name is too prosperous. After all, most police officers of GE''s police station have witnessed the bravery of breaking up with Ma alone.
After the police took the man away, chiyoko asked anxiously, "will something happen to Ah Mao? Those usury... "
"Who do you think are the usurers?" Ask the horse.
"Er... Jidao?" After answering, chiyoko was relieved, "Oh, there should be no usury to find a Mao."
He ma nodded: "the whole underground banks in Tokyo should be under the control of Kanto united, especially the banks near us, which may be the industry of Jinshan Group. How can they come to trouble my apprentice."
Chiyoko smiled: "brother, you''re right. People will definitely think we''re bad guys."
As soon as the voice fell, the brother and sister noticed that a window was closed in the attic of a building in the distance.
Then the people in the room drew the curtains.
Through the shadow cast by the light on the curtain, he and the horse saw a tall woman slapping a small figure.
There should be a child lying on the attic peeping, and then was beaten by his mother.
Chiyoko: "speaking of it, will the neighbors be wrong about Mr. Ikeda''s scream just now?"
"The neighbors around have moved almost. Few people will hear it." And the horse said very uncertain.
All the houses around the ashram have been bought by Sumitomo Construction, but I don''t know why Sumitomo Construction suddenly showed kindness and gave it six months to move out.
But the half year deadline is approaching, and the people around have moved almost. The one far away should be one of the few remaining.
Think about it carefully. Now, Sumitomo Construction is also a headache for its reputation. When the house is built, who will be willing to buy around the Taoist field in collusion with Jidao?
However, what does Sumitomo Construction headache have to do with his Tongsheng and ma?
And the horse patted his sister on the shoulder: "let''s go. It''s a little cold outside."
Although it is only September, the night has begun to feel cool.
Chiyoko: "now from the sky, except for our spark, the rest is dark."
And the horse stopped and looked up: "well, indeed. Because there is less light pollution around, the starry sky is suddenly clear. "
Chiyoko also stopped and raised his head.
"Yes. By the way, brother, do you remember when you took me to identify constellations? "
As soon as chiyoko said, he and Ma automatically remembered. Before that, he had no impression at all. The memories of the former masters of these bodies and their sisters sleeping together are deep in the depths of consciousness. There is no opportunity to activate them. They just don''t exist.
I revisited the scene with Ma, and this time, I don''t know if it''s because he and chiyoko have been together for a long time. In addition to reproducing the scene in my mind, the feelings of Tong Sheng and Ma at that time were also transmitted through some kind of empathy.
The feelings at that time, combined with the feelings now, let and Ma look at the stars with emotion.
He ma looked at the sky and identified Pegasus, Andromeda and Andromeda with the knowledge in his memory
Chiyoko also looked up at the starry sky: "the summer night triangle... Seems invisible?"
"Nonsense, how many days have it been since the beginning of autumn? The rise time of the summer night triangle will be ahead of schedule. What you can see now is the autumn night quadrilateral."
"Ah, what a pity. Why didn''t you remember to look at the stars this summer? Too busy this year! "
While chiyoko asked and answered himself, he ma thought of a song he liked very much in his last life, because there was a sentence "you point to the summer night triangle" in the lyrics.
It''s the ending song of the story of things. The name seems to be - depending on the Japanese level of this life, and Ma effortlessly remembered it as "stories you don''t know".
He looked at the starry sky, immersed in the memory of watching the stars with his sister, and couldn''t help humming out the main melody of the song.
"What''s that?" Chiyoko looked at and MA in surprise, "listen carefully. Isn''t that where the star is? "
"Yes." And Ma quickly shut up and prevaricated, "I think of watching the stars together when I was a child, and suddenly a melody flashed through my mind."
"Eh? So is this a song for me? Great, brother, please finish it! "
"No, it''s just a passage passing through my mind."
Now the Hengshan consultants of the playing department only think that they and ma have occupied the works of an unknown musician, and the whole music critics have a tacit understanding to keep pace.
If he and Ma write another good work, it is estimated that someone will complain about the unknown musician whose works have been occupied.
At that time, he told Ma that he might be forced to start performing live composition - copying music.
But he ma doesn''t particularly want to be a scribe. He learns harmonica to buff himself in the future and create a sense of ceremony.
Jianhao always has to play a flute and eight feet or something to have style.
Then sezuichiro Uesugi still listens to Sanwei online buff.
So he ma chose to continue prevaricating his sister at this time: "it''s just a passing melody, which can''t form a song."
Chiyoko pouted and looked at the starry sky: "Mingming made it very smoothly in front of the students. I think you just don''t write because you think it''s useless to soak my sister."
He ma looked at chiyoko, who was so small, and couldn''t help bending his mouth.
When he just recalled the memory of watching the stars, he felt the affection of yuantongsheng and Ma for qiandaizi.
This made him want to spoil chiyoko a little more.
So he and Ma whispered, "well, I''ll write it, but you can''t tell others that this is only your song."
"Why, brother, haven''t you been interviewed by music magazines before? I remember the title of the magazine is "high-profile new composers..."
"That was an interview made by people looking at the face of the nantiao family. They must think that the music I took out was bought from the unknown musician, not my original."
Chiyoko glanced: "well, I don''t understand. Is it that the nantiao family robbed other people''s works to gild my brother? "
"Yes, that''s it."
"But you wrote it yourself, brother!" Chiyoko looked like defending against injustice. "If you can write songs and sell them, you can solve our family''s financial problems! And the tuition fees are available! "
He ma suddenly found that chiyoko seemed to make a lot of sense.
Although copying other people''s music or something makes he ma, a guy who has cultivated genuine consciousness, a little resistant, but... He needs money. He really needs it very much.
He ma looked at chiyoko and touched his chin as if thinking. After a moment, he said, "let me write down this song related to the summer night triangle."
"Yes!" Chiyoko cheered, "but, brother, do you know how to write music scores? The last time you composed music, you played the melody. Did sister nantiao and sister Shengong help you pick up the score? "
And the horse couldn''t help but help the forehead.
Yes, he ma didn''t learn music theory or music composition. He can understand simple music now, but it''s a little difficult for him to pick up music scores at his current level.
It seems that we can only do it when the girls come tomorrow.
Maybe we can play out the main melody and chorus tonight to practice, so that when the girls come tomorrow, they can directly help pick up the music.
Anyway, the chairman has said that today''s study is enough.
Thinking with the horse.
Of course, karate practice can''t be missed.
**
At the same time, it was in a rented apartment about seven or eight kilometers away from the dojo.
A family of three who rented an apartment were tied to chairs in a very twisted way.
Except for a family of three tied together like luggage, the two bedroom and one living room rental apartment looks normal and tidy.
Because of this, the twisted family of three seems particularly strange.
Li Zhenghe took a vertical pencil as a reference and carefully observed the abnormal scene.
"Sure enough, you should move the man to the left." He said to his men behind him in Korean.
"Move which?" Asked the man.
"The whole move, of course, stupid. About thirty centimeters to the left, right, right, that''s it. After moving, get out of my way and don''t block my viewfinder. "
After his men left sight, Li Zhenghe began to paint on the portable drawing board on his knee with a pencil.
"Watanabe," he said in heavily accented Japanese while drawing strange sketches, "do you look down on me? After all, as the boss of a gang, I have to do usury myself. "
The male owner of a family of three made a hum hum sound. His mouth was blocked and he could only make such a sound.
Li Zhenghe continued, "I can''t help it. After all, we are new here and are short of manpower. And to be honest, usury is not our most profitable business now.
"But more and more people like you borrow money and don''t pay it back, which still bothers me. Did someone tell you that our small foreign gangs will soon be leveled by Jidao in Tokyo and will earn the five million yen we lent you in vain? "
Mr. Watanabe, uh huh, is louder. It is estimated that he is begging for mercy.
But Li Zhenghe turned a deaf ear to these.
"That''s a good idea. After all, even I''m not sure if we can survive the encirclement and suppression of Kanto. Now we can only do small things secretly without provoking them.
"So there''s nothing wrong with your idea. But have you ever thought that before we are finished, you will finish the whole family? "
Li Zhenghe said as he accelerated the speed of painting on the drawing board“ Everyone is from the Chinese cultural circle. You Japanese should also know what it means to set an example to others? To tell you the truth, we poor brothers don''t need one million yen to kill a person. At this price, your family of three is not worth five million“ Well, you can say the names of two enemies. We''ll kill them together, and we''ll fulfill your wishes. " Then Li Zhenghe looked at his men: "take off the woman''s mouth stopper and let her talk." My men did it immediately. As soon as she opened her mouth, Mrs Watanabe asked, "did you make a mistake? My husband doesn''t have any bad habits. How could he borrow so much money."“ Of course, it''s because you have a junior. After all, your husband has just been promoted to the class head. It''s normal for the class head to have a junior. " Mrs. Watanabe immediately cursed her husband and struggled to bite Mr. Watanabe. Unfortunately, the binding method was too wonderful, and she couldn''t do it“ Come on, "Li Zhenghe continued to draw," who are you going to kill? Don''t count your husband. After all, he was going to die. "“ wait a minute! We can still afford five million yen! " Mrs. Watanabe shouted, "the passbook is..." we have found the passbook. It''s not enough at all. Usury is five million when you borrow it, but not necessarily how much when you pay it back. In particular, your husband has malicious default, which is called liquidated damages“ Don''t talk about why you don''t kill people according to the money you need to pay. This time we''re here to deal with bad debts, okay? So we can only calculate it according to the principal. Come on, there are two places left. " Mrs Watanabe gnashed her teeth and said, "then I want that little three to die!"“ sure. Little three has a child in his stomach. Let''s count these two. Well, that''s enough. " Li Zhenghe made a gesture. The younger brother immediately went up and sealed Mrs. Watanabe''s mouth. Li Zhenghe drew the last stroke and looked at the Watanabe family. Then he turned the drawing board to the Watanabe family to show his pencil sketch full of picture tension“ How''s it going? Isn''t it good? You won''t believe me like this, but I''m really an artist. " Li Zhenghe put down his drawing board and picked up Kalashnikov next to him. He picked up his weapon with great skill and loaded it, but finally changed his mind“ It seems too much of a fuss? " He felt his beard, then put the gun back where it had just been placed, took the clollo pistol from his pocket and a muffler. He hummed the Korean folk song "little white boat" while pressing a gun on the muffler for Chloe, a standard agent. He seems to deliberately slow down the installation of muffler to match the beat of folk songs. After installing the muffler, while singing the last two sentences of the folk song "float away to the sky", he stepped forward and accurately shot through the heads of the three Watanabe family“ Finish work. " Li Zhenghe turned to his men and said“ Are you going to kill Xiao San? " The subordinates asked in Korean“ Are you stupid? I just asked, just to have a sense of ceremony. " With that, Li Zhenghe took out his cigarette and held it in his mouth. His men rushed forward to help him order. After spitting out a cigarette, Li Zhenghe said, "I don''t have to do it myself for the rest of the debt? You can also come in handy. I should have gone to the field to sketch today. " Li Zhenghe was about to leave when his men suddenly said, "among the guys who owe us money, there is a son who seems to be an apprentice of the Daochang under the joint protection of Kanto. What should we do with this family?"“ Are you stupid? If the people covered by Kanto United owe a debt, they don''t have to pay it back? Then our underground bank is still Farting! " Li Zhenghe knocked his subordinates on the head, "you can ask for debts as much as you want. When Kanto United comes, you can fight if you can, but you can''t run. What''s the matter?" After that, Li Zhenghe thought for a while and added, "avoid making too much publicity and don''t bring hot weapons. It''s time for you to remember how to fight with fists and feet. Isn''t that Kendo hall? Will you kick it“ In a word, you can handle this matter. I may go to Osaka and stay for a month or so. " After that, Li Zhenghe folded Kalashnikov''s folding butt, put it into his painting box together with the portable drawing board, and then stood up with the painting box, "well, go first."