The little expression on Tanaka Hikaru's face is absolutely amazing. "Don't think I'm such a despicable person. I just played games a little late and didn't get enough sleep." Uchiha showed a look of disdain on his face and continued to eat rice with big mouthfuls, and ate another beef set meal with the remaining bone soup from the tonkotsu ramen. "I almost made a fool of myself in math class today. I can't train so late in the future. It affects my daily routine. And I can't give up studying, otherwise I will have less time for practice." Uchiha Ming swallowed a piece of fragrant and juicy beef, licked his greasy lips, and thought to himself. Although he has opened the Sharingan, Uchiha Ming does not intend to give up his studies. His deviation value is very good. Judging from the results of the entrance test, although he is still a long way from top universities like the University of Tokyo, he is still confident of getting into the top 10 universities. Uchiha Ming is not a very smart person, and he has put in a lot of effort to achieve such results. The island nation is also a country with fierce academic competition and exams. In private high schools like Jinguji High School, the academic pressure is also very high. If your grades suddenly plummet after entering high school, your parents will definitely be contacted. Studying is like rowing against the current, if you don't advance, you will regress. To maintain your grades, you must spend time studying. However, if you do this, the time for opening the three magatama may be delayed. Uchiha Ming drank the last mouthful of pork bone soup, still feeling a little unsatisfied. He finished both sets of meals except for a bowl of miso soup. He was not used to drinking this kind of thing, and could not understand the island people's preference for miso. Unfortunately, the set meals in the cafeteria all came with miso soup. The only difference was that restaurant A had tofu miso soup, while restaurant B had kelp miso soup.
At the same time, Tanaka Hikaru, who was eating and browsing his phone, seemed to have seen some interesting news and couldn't help but read it out: "A gas pipeline exploded in an old apartment building in Shimonakano, causing a severe fire. This on-site video is quite interesting." "Tokyo is so big, with a permanent population of over 1000 million. It's not surprising that gas explosions and fires happen." Uchiha Ming said calmly. "Normally fires aren't really news, but look at this video." Tanaka Mitsuru handed over his mobile phone. The pixel of the video was not very high, and it should have been taken by a nearby surveillance camera. Suddenly, a violent explosion occurred in the first room on the second floor of a shabby cheap apartment building. A big hole was blown in the wall. A raging fire gushed out of the gap and quickly engulfed half of the floor, with flames shooting into the sky. If the video ended here, it would be just an ordinary fire video, but the strange thing is that after the fire, it rolled back into the house like a special effects lens, and the fire disappeared at this point. "How come the fire shrank back by itself? This video doesn't look like it was played in reverse. It must have been photoshopped. Today's photoshop technology is really advanced." Tanaka Mitsuru exclaimed in amazement. During the conversation, the progress bar had already finished, and when Tanaka Mitsuru wanted to play it again, the video showed that it had been deleted. "Hey, why is the video gone?" At the same time, in Room 201 of the cheap apartment where Ogura Miyui was killed, a handsome man in a black suit and glasses asked the technician next to him: “Have you cleared all the videos on the Internet?” The technician replied, swiping the tablet in his hand, "Yes, Inspector Uchiha, the technical department has blocked the source file link of the website. We announced to the public that the explosion was caused by the aging of the gas pipeline. We are very familiar with this." If Uchiha Ming was here, he would find out that the handsome man in the black suit is Uchiha Senmon. Behind them, a group of uniformed police officers who looked very capable were moving around Room 201 with various complex and sophisticated instruments in their hands. Suddenly, a police officer started to hear a beeping sound from an instrument in his hand that sounded like a metal detector. Uchiha Senmon's expression changed slightly: "It can detect specific reactions. It seems that the report sent by Officer Kanhara of the Nakano Police Station is not entirely false." "Inspector Uchiha, the autopsy report of the murderer involved in the previous case has also come out. Would you like to take a look?" Uchiha Senmon quickly took the tablet from the technician.
The cause of death was typical mechanical asphyxiation, and the autopsy did not find other possible causes of death. The strangulation marks on the victim's neck and the hands of the victim were completely consistent, and the skin scraps extracted from the nails of the victim's hands only found the murderer's own DNA, which can basically determine that the murderer's suicide did not involve a second person. The murderer actually strangled himself to death, not committing suicide. "Is this really another supernatural death? It's only April and the death toll this year has exceeded that of previous years." Uchiha Senmon took out a few more documents from the briefcase he carried with him. They were the police report handed in by Kanhara Yuji, a series of interrogation records, and even a mental assessment certificate of Kanhara Yuji. Uchiha Senmon frowned and read the report word by word over and over again, his expression becoming more and more serious. "The evil spirit that manipulated the shadows and the monk who used magic to breathe fire took away all the flames in the fire scene and disappeared with the wind. It seemed like a foolish dream..." Uchiha Senmon had no doubt about the existence of evil spirits. Whether it was his own experience or the official archives, there were things even more incredible than this. But the mysterious monk named 'Di Lu' who can breathe fire mentioned in the second half of the report is a little hard to believe. If this is true, even though the existence of certain non-human beings had been basically confirmed fifteen years ago, this would still be a major event that would shock the upper echelons of the island nation. This may be the first human supernatural being confirmed to exist! Since the first supernatural event was observed in 19, the 2007th year of the Heisei era, various bizarre, mysterious and strange supernatural events have occurred one after another, and the Metropolitan Police Department has even captured a special individual suspected to be a "monster". Starting from the following year, the Metropolitan Police Department has been secretly conducting a thorough search of temples and shrines across the country, hoping to find the legendary wizards, onmyojis, and other extraordinary people who possess the magical powers to exorcise demons. But in the end nothing was found. Later, the scope was expanded to the general public, and many famous psychics and people with super powers were found. As expected, it was discovered that they were all charlatans. But this time it seems to be different. Uchiha Xianmen then said to the technicians: "Bring up the surveillance video." Staring at the tall monk whose face was slightly blurred in the video, Uchiha Senmon gave instructions: "Notify the technical department to find out the monk's face and perform facial recognition in the database to see if they can find out his true identity. Also, call up all nearby surveillance cameras and track him from the one where he appeared in the apartment until he is found at the first location." "Notify the Intelligence Analysis Department to check the list of registered monks in all temples in Tokyo. Even if we can't find anyone with the Buddhist name Dilu, we should try to analyze which sect and which temple this monk belongs to based on the clothes he wears." "And Officer Kanhara, has he been taken into custody? Send him to the Chiyoda Metropolitan Police Department. I want to talk to him in person. Give me all the information before 8 o'clock tonight, and I will report to the higher-ups!" One instruction after another was issued in an orderly manner. Uchiha Senmon was very clear about the impact his investigation report would cause once it was submitted. "After monsters and evil spirits, is it finally the turn of human extraordinary people to appear? There were no such ghost things when I was young. What will this country become?" Uchiha Senmon rubbed his eyebrows and muttered to himself in a low voice. Chapter 8 008 Uchiha's Dinner Today After lunch, Uchiha Ming lay down in the shade of a tree in the campus courtyard for a while and took a nap. When it was time for the afternoon class, he came to the cooking classroom. The first class in the afternoon is the biweekly home economics class. The home economics class was divided into groups of two. As expected, Uchiha Ming was assigned to a group with Tanaka Hikaru. The elderly, smiling home economics teacher distributed a large basket of white radishes, and Uchiha Ming's group received four. "For today's cooking class, don't learn anything too profound. Let's just talk about the basics of knife skills and peeling." The home economics teacher picked up a white radish, held the knife in one hand and turned the radish with the other hand, and peeled off the radish skin in circles until the whole radish was peeled, and the radish skin was still a complete long strip without being broken in the middle.
This is what is called gui peeling. Peeling cassia seeds is not a very advanced knife skill and is just entry-level in the culinary world. It only requires a lot of repetitive practice to master it. But it was still too difficult for the Tokyo high school students who were lazy and didn't know the difference between grains. Some of them broke the radish while peeling it, and others were even more unlucky and almost cut their hands. "finished!" Tanaka Hikaru put a small piece of unevenly peeled radish core on the chopping board. Uchiha Ming glanced at the trash can and saw that most of the radish, including the skin and flesh, had been chopped off. Half a class was over, and in the entire Class B, only one obedient girl completed the peeling of Guipi and received praise from the teacher. Tanaka Hikaru took out a small notebook from the inside of his jacket, opened it to a certain page, took out a pen and wrote on it: "Takasaki Tsuki, good at knife skills, should cook often at home, and may be a good cook." The corner of Uchiha Ming's eye twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "What did you write this for?" "I'm collecting information on all the girls in the school! I plan to divide them into three levels: A, B, and C." Tanaka Hikaru said with a wink: "Although Takasaki Tsuki's figure is not so good, her face is still cute. If she is good at cooking and making delicious food, that would be a big plus. Maybe she can be included in the A level." Uchiha Ming looked at Tanaka Hikaru speechlessly. It is said that one cannot judge a person by his appearance. Who knew that you are still as frivolous and vulgar as you appear? If girls heard what you said, you would be socially dead in high school and completely lose your right to mate. He began to seriously consider whether he should keep some distance from Tanaka Mitsuru. After all, he was a handsome young man in his prime. It would be unfair if he was misunderstood as a sultry pervert who tended to attract birds of a feather. The few radishes that were distributed were quickly eaten by the students, but the teacher didn't care and distributed another basket of radishes. Fortunately, radish is one of the cheapest vegetables in Japan, so it can withstand such waste. Radish, also known as big root, has been a blessing for the poor since ancient times. In ancient times, poor people paid rent and imperial grain from the shogunate, and there was not much food left. Radish is one of the few vegetables that can be stored until autumn and winter, and many poor people regard it as their staple food. In modern times when materials are relatively abundant, radish is also the cheapest and most popular vegetable in Japan. The Japanese people have even developed various cooking methods based on the different moisture and spiciness of each part of the radish. For example, the root of the radish is more fibrous and has a bad taste, so it is fried; the middle part has a moderate taste and is neither spicy nor sweet, so it is best stewed; the radish head is more juicy and sweet, so it is also a delicious dish when served cold or made into a salad. Some people even eat the radish leaves together, believing that only by eating both the roots and leaves together can they fully absorb the nutrients of the radish; this is called the whole thing. Uchiha Ming held the knife but did not make any move. He had an idea that he wanted to confirm, so he raised his hand to signal to the teacher that he wanted to go to the bathroom. After walking into the bathroom and closing the door, Uchiha Ming's eyes switched to Sharingan mode. He took out his mobile phone and went to N Station, opening a tutorial video posted by a famous chef who was known as the Peeling Sage. After the Sharingan opened the second magatama, it gained the ability to copy other people's actions and even physical skills. Uchiha Ming wanted to verify whether it was practical in reality. The dual magatama Sharingans stared closely at the hands of the skin-peeling sage in the video, and every slight movement was clearly visible. Less than five minutes later, Uchiha Ming returned to the cooking classroom. Tanaka Mitsuru had already finished writing in the booklet and put it away. He then picked up a radish and started carving it randomly as if he was playing. There was an obscene smile on his face, and it seemed that he was carving a woman. Picking up the radish and the kitchen knife, and using the knife skills copied from the Sharingan, Uchiha Ming's slender fingers seemed to gently stroke his lover's skin, and his thumb gently fiddled with it. The rough radish danced in circles lightly and flexibly in his palm, and after just a few seconds, a long strip of radish skin as thin as a cicada's wing was completely peeled off by him. Put the peeled radish on the chopping board, chop off the root head, leaving only the middle part, cut into it with a knife, and push the radish with your palm. It will roll up like a roll of toilet paper, and you can pull out long and thin slices of radish when you hang it in your hand. You can still see the skin clearly, which shows how thin it is. The kitchen knife flew up and down between his fingers deftly, and after a few beautiful fancy moves, Uchiha Ming put the knife away with a satisfied look on his face. The Sharingan is truly magical! With the Sharingan, any sword technique can be copied and pasted at a glance.
If you think about it this way, the Uchiha clan, who have opened their eyes, are all reserve chefs and are good at fire escape, the Uchiha clan's kitchen might be very interesting. Tanaka Mitsuru, who was standing by, was stunned. With a snap, he cut the "radish woman" in his hand into pieces. "Uchiha, are you so good at knife skills? You peeled such a big radish in just a few strokes, and it was peeled so neatly. Teacher, come over and take a look!" Tanaka Hikaru's shouting quickly attracted the attention of the whole class. The home economics teacher walked down the stage, picked up the radish skin that was so thin that fingerprints were clearly visible after peeling it, and couldn't help asking: "Student, is there a cooking family at home? Your knife skills are better than our teacher's." "My family isn't in the cooking industry, but I'm just a little interested in this, so I just practiced it for fun." This level of peeling cinnamon can't be mastered by just practicing. It would be impossible to cut it so beautifully without more than five years of hard practice. This boy must have put in a lot of effort in secret. Is he trying to become a professional chef but is afraid of being known by others and being opposed by his family, so he refuses to admit it? At this time, the bell rang at the right time. The Home Economics teacher thought a few things and spoke more gently: "Your knife skills are very good. It can be seen how much effort you put into it. I give your group an A+ for this class. I look forward to your performance in Home Economics in the future." Are you kidding? Uchiha Ming can't cook except for making instant noodles or fried rice with egg. This amazing knife skill was just copied temporarily, and he can only peel the garlic. If he were asked to cut into strips or carve flowers on the spot, his knife skills would not be much better than those of Tanaka Mitsuru who had just gnawed on it. It seems that after returning, I will have to use the Sharingan to copy some commonly used sword skills to avoid missing any tricks next time. After class, Tanaka Hikaru came over with a playful smile and said, "Uchiha-san, you are really a hidden talent. Thanks to you, I got an A in this class. When I finish collecting and organizing my confidential information, I will let you be the first to see it." Forget it, I'm afraid I'm not worthy of it, Uchiha Ming responded with a few words, and Tanaka Hikaru asked again: "Uchiha, what club are you interested in joining? I'm in the Kyudo club. Are you interested in trying out for our club? The Kyudo club is pretty cool!" Chapter 9 009 Kyudo Club Kyudo club? Uchiha Ming looked at Tanaka Hikaru with some surprise. He couldn't imagine how he would bend a bow and shoot an arrow. He said casually, "I am a little curious about Kyudo, but I don't plan to join the club." He believed that participating in club activities was meaningless and a waste of time, and that it would be better to use that time to study or practice ninjutsu. "Uchiha, have you forgotten that the motto of Jinguji High School is 'Civil and Military'? In addition to academic performance, it also attaches great importance to performance in club activities. The school requires students to participate in at least one club activity." "So troublesome?" "Since you have to join a club, why not consider our Kyudo Club. I was promoted directly from junior high school, so I'm very familiar with Jinguji. Go to the Kyudo Club after school, and if you don't like it, try another club." Uchiha Ming thought about it and agreed: "Then... I'll trouble you." He was not completely uninterested in the Japanese-style club activities, but he was afraid that it would delay his studies and training. With a well-informed local boss like Tanaka Hikaru leading the way, he could save himself some unnecessary trouble. Jinguji High School's school dismissal time is 3 pm, just like other schools. Now is the beginning of the school year, which is the best time of the year for clubs to recruit new members. Seniors can be seen handing out flyers everywhere on both sides of the school's roads, and it looks very lively. "Koshien! Koshien! Do you want to march to Koshien together?" "Please come to the track and field club to see us sweat and burn our youth!" "The tennis club is recruiting new members. There are handsome seniors who will provide personal guidance. The instructor, Ms. Kujo, is a beautiful lady." The Kyudo Club is located deep inside the school, along a winding path, at the end of a green shaded path.
The Kyudo Club is different from ordinary clubs in that it has very high requirements for venues. Only in the corners of the campus can there be a large enough area to serve as a dojo. Under the guidance of Tanaka Hikaru, Uchiha Ming easily found the archery range. At the entrance of the archery range, he heard the clear sound of "clang" of the strings, followed by the inaudible sound of "pop" of the target hitting the target. I took off my shoes at the entrance and walked into the Kyudo Dojo wearing only my socks on the Paulownia wood floor. Uchiha Ming looked around the Kyudo dojo curiously. Kyudo, like Kendo, is a sport with a very Japanese character. This was his first time to come to a Kyudo dojo. As you enter the entrance, you will see a row of more than two-meter-long bows and arrows of various weights and sizes placed vertically on the wall opposite you. Perpendicular to the entrance is the shooting range.
