Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Also known as:

"Diary of Raising a Female Prime Minister"

"How the Chaebol Madams Were Forged"

What are urban tycoons compared to real world power?

What good...

Chapter 113 The Faucet Is Broken

Chapter 113 The Faucet Is Broken

Fang Zuo found Momoki Kanonai's appearance very interesting.

He was about to release his spiritual power to imprison her.

Study it carefully.

But her little face suddenly burst into a smile, changing from cold to sweet.

"Well, was I scary just now? Did I scare you?"

Momoki Kanonai saw Fang Zuo not saying anything and walked over with a baseball bat.

"Are you surprised that I am here again after being in the sea just now?"

The little mouth sighed deeply: "I don't know, sometimes I go there, and sometimes I come here."

“Sometimes in some strange places.”

"This is my dream anyway. I can't control where it goes."

"What about you? How did you get in?"

Momoki Kanonai patted her head and said, "Oh, I'm so stupid. Since it was my dream, of course I made you come out."

"I wonder why I had such a perverted dream. It hurts so much."

"Since it's your dream," Fang Zuo asked with a smile, "Have you ever killed someone in a dream? For example, using a baseball bat, holding it high up, and hitting someone's head hard, and then 'bang'."

"Ah~~ Stop talking, I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen." Taomu Kanonai covered her ears, her face turned pale, and she kept shaking her head: "I dare not kill anyone, and besides, why would I kill anyone?"

"Oh my god, this dream is so strange."

"I don't want to have this dream anymore. I'm leaving. Goodbye. No, I'd better not see you. Although I really want to grow bigger, I really don't want to be big on one side and small on the other."

"Besides, it hurts so much."

"There is no sea here, how do you get away?" Fang Zuo was a little curious. Was he going to hit himself with a baseball bat?

"It's very simple, just walk out of this room." Momoki Kanonai looked at Fang Zuo as if he were an idiot.

The moment Momoki Kanonai walked out of the room, this little world began to collapse.

Fang Zuo's mind returned to the old place.

But Taomu Xiangzhinai was sleeping soundly.

He turned over and mumbled something in his sleep.

Fang Zuo withdrew his thoughts.

He still hadn't figured out the details of Momoki Kanonai's so-called 'dream'.

Just a cursory glance reveals that these small worlds are all constructed with incense.

Although Fang Zuo had read many classics on this kind of incense cultivation system, he did not follow this path.

Now I have great interest in seeing this amazing little world.

Since Momoki Kanonai didn't go anywhere else.

It looks safe tonight.

But he was wrong.

Just at this moment, Sakura Kurumi called and said that another murder had occurred.

It's in a single-family house not far from Tokyo Women's University.

When Fang Zuo arrived here, the police were still setting up a cordon.

In the small living room.

A middle-aged woman was stabbed in the abdomen by a palm-sized cross.

There was a look of horror on his face.

The murderer used her blood to draw a small hexagonal array beside her.

"It was the neighbor downstairs who reported the case, saying there was a quarrel upstairs." Yingkong Kurumi was on a video call with Fang Zuo: "When the police arrived, they couldn't knock on the door, so the landlord across the street came out and opened the door."

"It's the same as the last murder case. The soul is gone." Fang Zuo took a quick look at the body: "The murder and sacrifice were carried out at the same time. Otherwise, it would be impossible for such a sharp cross to pierce the abdomen and cause immediate death."

"There are some differences between these two cases. In the former St. Mary's Church, there was no hexagonal array, which means that the soul was swallowed up directly."

"But this one is different. After stabbing her in the stomach, they immediately used her blood to draw a small hexagonal array, and then performed the sacrifice."

"As for which evil god the sacrifice was made to, it's hard to say."

Yingkong Kurumi nodded: "Let's have the forensic doctor examine it later, maybe they can find something. The police are already taking statements from the landlord and the neighbors above and below, so we'll know her identity soon."

Hung up the video.

Fang Zuo returned to Tokyo Women's University and took a quick look around with his spiritual sense.

Everything is as usual.

The game is getting more and more interesting.

It is obvious that this murderer is not the same person as last time.

I was also in what Momoki Kanonai called a 'dream' the entire night.

Fang Zuo was not very concerned about these murders, nor did he have any compassion for the world.

To him, watching these people to some extent was no different than watching ants die.

He was just looking forward to seeing the net set by the Taoist seniors being quickly unwound so that he could solve the biggest mystery.

And why did that man come back, why is he here, what is he doing? And these cases are just a small game in the waiting process.

As for these evil gods, I am looking forward to their arrival.

What a look of fear he had when he saw himself.

But now I find out that there is a "small world" like Momoki Kanonai that I have not yet fully understood.

Fang Zuo became more interested.

Incense.

Belief.

It seems that they have come up with something very innovative with this thing.

Maybe I can learn some from it.

It will be helpful for you to overcome the tribulation next time.

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Oda Yui slept in Jin Meiting's suite at night.

Now he is fast asleep.

Jin Meiting gave the bed in the master bedroom to Oda Yui because she had a lot of things to do in the evening.

Oda Yui disagreed at first, but when she heard that she had to work overtime, she nodded.

After spending these days together, Jin Meiting also fell in love with this little guy.

Sometimes she really envied Shiraishi Nagi for having such a daughter.

Even though I am a staunch DINK.

She has always believed that there is more suffering than happiness in life, so there is no need to have a child.

What's more, she didn't have anyone she wanted to have children with.

Maybe there is one.

But Jin Meiting knew that it was impossible.

At least, not now.

She also envied Oda Yui, who was able to gain the man's trust at such a young age without doing anything.

Maybe.

You shouldn't compare yourself with others.

The biggest worry of a person is comparing himself with others.

Jin Meiting looked at Oda Yui who was sleeping soundly, helped her turn down the air conditioner, and walked out of the room.

A man was standing in front of the glass, looking out.

Be your own boss.

"Boss, you're here." Jin Meiting walked forward excitedly.

Suddenly he gritted his teeth, mustered up the courage, knelt on the ground, and hugged Fang Zuo's legs.

She knew her boss liked it.

She still didn't have the courage to stand.

Stand and hug your man's waist like all women hug their men.

She knew she was not qualified for the time being.

besides.

What I wore today wasn't as nice as what I wore that day.

Jin Meiting secretly scolded herself, wondering why she was not prepared.

She was just casually wearing a thin U-neck T-shirt.

Fortunately, she still has her exquisite makeup on.

Wearing dried rose-colored lipstick.

The lavender hair was a little longer than last time.

But Jin Meiting, who pays attention to details, has already dyed her hair roots.

Because I work in my room at night.

So no trousers or stockings.

Just a pair of plain black lace panties.

She didn't even put on a high-V thong.

Jin Meiting was thinking about whether to take off her glasses.

Then find an excuse to put on the battle suit that he had prepared for a long time.

Fang Zuo spoke up: "How is Oda Yui's training going?"

"Very good, better than I thought. She is very hardworking."

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"All with him." Fang Zuo's tone made Jin Meiting very envious: "Is the plan going well?"

"It went smoothly. The address my boss gave me was very useful. That woman is very capable." Jin Meiting replied, "She helped me a lot and solved a lot of problems."

"Does it look a bit like you?" Fang Zuo said with a smile.

"Yes." Jin Meiting nodded.

"Do you know why I let you go?" Fang Zuo sat down.

Jin Meiting obediently took off Fang Zuo's shoes and socks.

"The most important thing is that no harm is done to Oda Yui. Secondly, I need someone to let me know what happened in Korea."

"There is another small reason. I admire ambitious women like you."

"Although this reason is insignificant."

"Do your best and I'll give you everything you want."

Jin Meiting felt a little upset, not because of the last sentence.

But it's what men say about appreciation.

That is enough.

For such a powerful boss, even a hint would be enough.

I've been waiting for this day for a long time.

It was already morning when Fang Zuo left.

Jin Meiting lay weakly in the bathtub.

My mind was empty and I stared blankly at the ceiling.

It was already noon when Fang Zuo returned to Tokyo Women's University.

I am very satisfied with the picking of Sanfeng medicine this time.

Jin Meiting is like a herb, allowing oneself to pick it.

But the cycle is a bit longer.

But it is very difficult to find such a good Sanfeng medicine.

Sakura Kurumi sent a message.

About the case last night.

The deceased turned out to be a foreign language teacher at Tokyo Women's University.

Her name is Yuko Shiratori.

Let Fang Zuo find Principal Fei Guangying to find out the situation.

Fang Zuo came to the principal's office, but it was empty.

"Who are you looking for?"

Fang Zuo looked back.

It was the beautiful woman with an unusually seductive look.

Yuu Shinoda.

She had just come back from exercising and was wearing a tight yoga outfit.

Fang Zuo was too lazy to pay attention to her and turned away.

"How can you be so rude?" Shinoda Yu stomped his feet angrily.

I don't know what's so outstanding about this man introduced by Principal Sakura Hibiki.

It could make her, who has always been impartial, give in to an affair.

I checked this man's resume and it was almost blank.

I have never been a policeman.

He's just a gangster.

Yu Shinoda looked at the man's swaying back and had an idea.

Could it be that this is Principal Hibiki Sakura's mistress?

Suddenly, Yu Shinoda figured it out.

Principal Fei Guangying has been a widow for more than ten years.

It turns out that Xiaotian Yuu laughed.

This man will be eaten alive by Fei Guangying.

It seems like she has some abilities, otherwise Fei Guangying wouldn't be so partial.

Looking at Fang Zuo's receding back, his back muscles through his shirt seemed very strong.

snort.

Yu Shinoda came up with an idea.

I quickly took out my phone.

Fang Zuo went to the administration department on the next floor.

I learned from the administrative department that Principal Sakura Hibiki did not come to work this morning.

This has never happened before.

And the call didn't go through.

"She wouldn't have been murdered too, right?" Sakura Kurumi said on the other side of the video.

Fang Zuo touched his chin.

I went back and asked the administrative department for the address of Principal Sakura Hibiki.

President Sakura Kimitsu lives in Kamiigusa West Park not far from Tokyo Women's University.

A single-family house with history.

The three-story house offers great privacy.

The door is still the old wooden door.

Fang Zuo came here and scanned the area with his mind.

good.

It's inside, at least he's not dead.

Since you are here, let me ask about the situation.

Fang Zuo pressed the doorbell.

I waited for a long time but no one came to open the door.

After pressing for a long time, a soft voice came from behind the door.

"Who?"

The door opened.

Fei Guangying opened the door wearing a suspender nightgown.

Her hair was tied into a bun.

Green satin material with slight sheen

Show off your well-maintained fair and smooth figure.

The plump snow-white meat is ripe and tempting.

I don't know if it's the hot weather or what.

Most of my body was wet.

Clothes stick to the skin.

He was also holding up his trouser legs with his hands.

"Ah, it's Fang Zuojun, I'm sorry, my faucet is broken."

(End of this chapter)