As soon as I got home with the horse, I immediately began to wipe the knife.


    Ancient knives need regular maintenance. Those that have been left there for decades and are as clean as new are modern stainless steel products.


    After carefully maintaining the village rain wiped with Ma first and putting it into the knife room, he took a deep breath and took down the prepared long boat from the knife rest. The text is authentic.


    The moment he picked up the knife, the unhappiness of the horse''s heart suddenly burst out.


    When one''s mind is not accessible, he will not understand where this feeling of incomprehension comes from, and naturally he does not know how to make his mind accessible.


    He ma didn''t understand that when he pulled out his knife to save Xiangchuan Xiangzi, he clearly had a very clear idea. Why did he pull out his knife to uphold justice now, but he felt flustered. He didn''t feel refreshed after pulling out his knife last time.


    ——Am I a person who sticks to procedural justice?


    And the horse asked themselves.


    No, I''d rather say that I''m the kind of person who doesn''t like to stick to the rules. When playing the group running game with horses, the most resistant thing is to play the role of the orderly camp.


    As long as you can achieve your goal, let the rules go - that''s what HEMA thinks.


    He ma thought while carefully oiling the text of the pre long ship, but he couldn''t get the answer.


    I don''t know if I felt his doubts. The authentic voice of the long ship before preparation became turbid, as if I had inserted a knife into the mud to stir.


    Yuzao pushed open the door and entered the ashram. She took a futon and sat down quietly opposite the horse.


    He didn''t talk to the horse, but wiped the knife quietly.


    Yuzao took the lead in saying, "it''s the first time I''ve seen you hesitate."


    "I didn''t hesitate," he said to ma.


    "What happened?" yuzao asked.


    "Nothing, just ordinary face-to-face ridicule."


    "Oh?" yuzao looked very interested. "As far as I know, you''ve always been the one who doesn''t eat a little loss. It''s rare. What''s the matter?"


    "Takada was released."


    "It''s time to be released on bail, but he saved a sum of bail expenses."


    He ma continued: "he said that suing him through civil means, even if he can be successfully transferred to criminal law, can be delayed for several years. During that period, he will take away the heart of RI Nan."


    Yuzao said decisively, "it''s impossible. I''ve got a new amulet for RI Nan, a spiritual spell - no, it''s mysterious and declining now. It can''t be called a spell. Spiritual tricks don''t work for her."


    And Ma: "what about psychology?"


    "Do you think you can do that by relying on pure psychology?" yuzao asked.


    He ma muttered in his heart: I couldn''t do the world in my last life, but the world in this life is not necessarily ah. In this life, psychology integrates part of the mysterious side, or brings the Mystery into the scope of science.


    Yuzao: "as for me, I often play the role of listener in my long life. I have seen the strong people of human beings confused and hesitated more than once, but without exception, they all took up the weapons entrusted with their lives and resolutely embarked on the journey.


    "To be honest, I really enjoy the process. It would be better if my observation object could talk to me in the process."


    And Ma looked at her, did not answer, bowed his head and continued to maintain Aidao wholeheartedly.


    Then he and Ma heard the sound of sanweixian. He raised his head again and looked at the musical instrument in yuzao''s hand.


    Yuzao smiled, didn''t speak, and continued to fiddle with the strings.


    It''s a melody that you and the horse haven''t heard.


    The melody is very light, reminiscent of outing in spring and picnic by the brook in the suburbs.


    And Ma''s mood gradually became happy under the influence of music.


    Just then, he heard the voice of Mao and chiyoko in the yard.


    After hearing the disciple''s calm voice, he Ma''s just happy mood suddenly fell down.


    At that moment, he and Ma finally understood why they were confused.


    He didn''t want to break Mao''s Creed.


    Xiangchuan Xiangzi that time, she didn''t fight with Ma. The girl might be in danger, so she had to draw a knife. He and Ma had good reasons to convince herself.


    He even wanted to throw this choice to Ah Mao to see what he would choose.


    Of course, he ma didn''t tell Ah Mao the truth. He always told Ah Mao that he didn''t do it until he found evidence.


    But this time, there is no imminent threat to life.


    Moreover, to say the least, there is no possibility that RI Nanli cuisine really falls in love with takada.


    In this case, and the horse became very resistant to drawing the knife.


    Because he didn''t want to be against Mao''s Creed.


    And the horse sighed.


    He raised his head and found yuzao looking at him intently.


    "Have you reached a conclusion?" yuzao asked softly.


    He Ma: "no, I just know the crux of the problem."


    Yuzao looked at the door leading to the yard and whispered, "that''s right."


    Then her plucking hand suddenly shook, and the style of the melody suddenly changed, becoming like a soundtrack of classical strange talk.


    And Ma: "Hey, although it''s the tail of summer, you don''t have to play such a cool song?"


    Yuzao: "this is a song about a pair of brothers turning into enemies."


    "You are so considerate."


    "This is my advantage," yuzao said with a smile.


    While talking, Mao and chiyoko entered the ashram while talking.


    "Master, I''m back." Ah Mao saluted and MA in good order.


    And chiyoko shouted, "what''s this song? It''s so weird? Brother''s new song? Can this sell?"


    And Ma waved his hand: "no, I''m afraid that when this song was born, Tokyo was also called Edo."


    Yuzao: "wrong, Edo city had not been established at that time. It was just a small fishing village, surrounded by barren beaches."


    "Is it such an early song?" he said to ma.


    "Yes, at that time, I was still in Jiyuan in Kyoto and had not moved to Hokkaido."


    Chiyo Ko was "eh" and make complaints about her.


    "Master, I have prepared the entrustment materials. When miss rinan comes back and signs, we can start the process."


    As he spoke, he put a thick stack of papers on the low table in front of the horse.


    And Ma looked at the document: "did you find a typist to type the document?"


    In this era, computers are still rare. If you want to get this kind of formal official documents, you need to find a typist to type them.


    A Mao: "I didn''t find it. I worked in the garbage recycling industry. There are office buildings nearby. People often entrust me to recycle typewriters. I said hello to my teacher Fu, dismantled some intact parts and saved a typewriter myself."


    And the horse opened his mouth in an O-shape: "did you save a typewriter?"


    "Yes, it''s not very complicated. I saved it soon. I was going to save a motorcycle myself, but it seemed a little difficult."


    "To be on the safe side, I''ll make sure," and Ma said seriously, "do you have a typewriter that can''t kill?"


    A Mao blinked: "if you kill someone... You should die if you hit your head."


    Chiyoko: "did you know my brother the first day? The typewriter he said was a Chicago typewriter. Didn''t we go to see the American past two days ago? That''s the clattering submachine gun in it."


    And Ma: "did you go to see the American past?"


    "Look! But I fell asleep later," chiyoko replied.


    He Ma was even more shocked: "will you sleep when you see the American past? Such a great and artistic film!"


    Chiyoko: "the second half is very boring. In addition, Ah Mao sleeps more than I do."


    And the horse stared at his apprentice: "isn''t it?"


    American past is his third favorite American film.


    Ah Mao smiled in embarrassment: "it''s too long. It''s four hours. The period in front of them playing the world looked very enjoyable, but after several brothers died and left ''noodles'' alone, I fell asleep behind."


    And Ma: "how can it be? The latter part of the catch up, that kind of face of the vicissitudes of time, for the best brother know the face of the helpless, is the essence of the movie!"


    Yuzao looked suspiciously at he Ma: "have you finished watching it? When did you go to see it? It''s a four hour long film? Now you have time to see it?"


    He Ma: "the original English version that I read with those people in Amano last year is not this year''s version of" replacement "(dubbing)


    Yuzao looked suspicious, but she didn''t say anything.


    Chiyoko: "ah, I remember. In the second half of the film, the protagonist and his childhood goddess met again. As a result, the goddess married a senior official, surreal."


    He Ma: "yes, but that senior official, in fact, was his brother in those years. He obtained the capital to enter politics by selling his brothers."


    Chiyoko: "well, I didn''t see it! Well, at first, they secretly watched the heroine practicing ballet in the basement. It felt great. I thought the heroine would have a lingering love with the heroine."


    He Ma: "the love that can''t be realized has an imperfect beauty."


    Chiyoko looked at Ah Mao and said, "did you hear your master?"


    A Mao: "let''s talk about this document. Master, look at what I typed on this typewriter. Is it OK?"


    Chiyoko turned his mouth and looked unhappy.


    And Ma put down the long boat in front of half the maintenance, and the text was authentic. He picked up the stack of documents that Ah Mao put on the table.


    The words are so clear that they don''t look like the work of a typewriter saved from old parts of a scrapped typewriter.


    Ah Mao said nearby, "unfortunately, the ink must be new. I want to mix the ink myself, but I always get the wrong formula and color." he Ma: "nonsense, if ordinary people can get the formula casually, the consortium doesn''t have to mix it." chiyoko interrupted: "the house Ah Mao rented, I''ll tell you, it''s like a small factory." Ah Mao: "You''re not right. It''s not like a factory, but the factory of a small bankrupt factory I rented." he Ma: "why is that place more expensive than ordinary apartments?" "no, the location is very poor, there are many mosquitoes in summer, and most people won''t rent that place. After the landlord confirmed that I didn''t open the factory, he rented it to me at a very low price." He and Ma raised their eyebrows and looked down at the documents - suddenly, he thought of one thing: "no, this is a Japanese document. Is the Japanese mechanical typewriter stupid and heavy?" Ah Mao nodded: "yes, the movable typewriter is very large. I removed every movable type from the old machine and saved it for a long time." What a fuss with Ma. Typing such a document with a movable type typewriter is a technical job, which can only be done by a specially trained typist. Ah Mao made a typed version of the document in only one day, which shows that he has mastered the use of movable type typewriter. He Ma: "why do you learn such useless technology? Why don''t you give some money to find a typist?" "It costs a lot of money to find a typist every time. If you type by yourself, you can save a lot." he ma sighed, "but the movable type typewriter and its use method are something that will be eliminated soon. The electronic Phototypesetting Technology has been widely used. Soon the personal computer will be popularized on a large scale, and your technology will be useless." Ah Mao smiled: "How can it be? Personal computers are so expensive, much more expensive than Nintendo FC. How can such things be popularized on a large scale." he ma shook his head: "you underestimate technological progress. Not only personal computers will be popularized rapidly, but also mobile phones." Ah Mao was about to speak when he turned his head and looked at chiyoko. He and Ma had noticed chiyoko pinching Ah Mao''s thigh under the table. It was estimated that Ah Mao would not argue with him and ma. Ah Mao smiled and said, "then I''m looking forward to the future. But before popularization, I can use this first. I can save a little." He and Ma could only nod. He looked at Ah Mao, and his heart suddenly moved slightly, so he said, "Ah Mao, if one day you meet a prisoner who can''t be punished by the law, and he is elated to commit a crime again, what do you do?" Ah Mao said seriously: "if you don''t violate the law, you can''t call a prisoner." "I know. I mean, laws are made by people, and what people make is bound to be flawed. How can you deal with criminals who can''t be punished by law for the time being?" a Mao: "promote legal progress, urge the promulgation of new laws, and then punish them." he Ma: "what if the retrospective period is over?" "After the retroactive period, it''s up to him. But I''ll keep an eye on him so that he can''t commit it again. If he commits it again, I''ll bring him to justice." he Ma: "if he commits it again, there will be new victims and good people will die." "I''ll stop the crime. If he can''t stop it, punish the criminal and let him pay the price." he Ma: "What if you can kill the criminal ahead of time so that the crime doesn''t happen?" "if you have a criminal intention, you can defend yourself." Ah Mao said puzzled, "what are you talking about, master?" he glanced at Ma. It seems that he can''t communicate with his apprentice without explaining the whole story clearly.