Chapter 244: Obedience

Early morning in Tokyo.

At this time, Sensoji Temple has not yet opened its doors to welcome pilgrims.

Sakura Kurumi does have a sense of belonging to Sensoji Temple.

Just like she did to her deceased master Takeda Taifu.

Once upon a time, I treated this place as my home and came back every week.

In her mobile phone, before she met Fang Zuo, the person who sent the most messages was Takeda Taifu, but he was also the one who betrayed her the most cruelly.

After Takeda Taifu's death, Sakura Kurumi thought that her bond with Sensō-ji Temple was completely over.

No one owes anyone anything.

but.

These cold-hearted things were involved in the ambush on me.

After returning from the four northern islands, Yingkong Kurumi was in a daze all day, thinking about Fang Zuo and not taking anything to heart.

I'm too lazy to care about them.

But now it’s different, my man is back.

The reckoning is about to begin.

Get rid of anyone who gets in your way.

Start at Sensō-ji Temple.

Sakura Kurumi waved her hand.

Dozens of police officers lined up with weapons and broke down the gate of Sensoji Temple.

There were several police officers at the front door and backyard, pulling open the cordon and stopping all pedestrians, neither allowing them to enter nor leave.

"Squat down and put your head in your hands."

"Squat down."

"Who are you?" Dozens of monks came out shouting, and were immediately pointed at by loaded guns.

There were a few people who wanted to resist, but as soon as they started to show their strength, they were controlled by the police using police equipment specially designed for Onmyoji.

The monks from Sensō-ji Temple were all stunned on the spot. Ordinary police officers in Tokyo, even those in the criminal division, were relatively polite. It was rare for them to start yelling and using police equipment.

They don't know that the Exorcist Guard is no longer an ordinary Tokyo police force. Most of them are Onmyoji and never pay much attention to things like procedures and police training.

Only when you are strong can you get respect.

"Sakura Sora Walnut Team Hall Leader." Master Hongyi came out wearing a gray monk robe with a complicated expression: "Excuse me, what crime have we committed?"

"Where's Omori Masaru? Is he hiding?" Sakura Kurumi stepped forward in high heels. Her high ponytail was highlighted by her red bean paste lipstick, which made her look gorgeous and cool. "What crime did he commit? Omori Masaru of Sensō-ji Temple is suspected of premeditated murder of the highest-ranking police officer in Japan - the Chief of Police."

Yingkong Kurumi took a step forward, her beautiful eyes fixed on Master Hongyi: "That's me, I'm the chief of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Department! Master Hongyi, do you need any introduction?"

"How is this possible? Nutella?" Master Hongyi looked at the beautiful hall manager with a high ponytail and a stern look.

His expression was complicated.

Once upon a time, she was just a little girl who followed him and devoted herself to learning Yin-Yang magic.

She likes to wear her hair in two ponytails and loves to eat Dorayaki.

Never thought that one day the two sides would become like this?

"Call me the chief." Yingkong Hutao's expression remained unchanged: "What about you? Master Hongyi, did you know about this ambush? Or, did you participate in this ambush?"

"If I say no, would you believe it?" Master Hongyi sighed.

Sakura Kurumi is so sure, it must be Omori Masaru who did it.

He knew that with Omori Masaru's ambition, he could do such a thing.

After all, even Takeda Taifu was sacrificed.

"I believe it." Sakura Kurumi nodded. After all, Hongyi did help her a lot after she started working as a police officer.

Since they still cherished the old friendship, Master Hongyi breathed a sigh of relief: "These monks are also innocent, let them go."

"Take everyone back to the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department. We'll know soon whether they are innocent or not." Sakura Kurumi ignored him and turned around to shout, then stared at Master Hongyi, "Tell Omori Masaru to come out. Don't try to escape. I've already written the wanted order and it will be issued immediately."

"Yingkong Walnut Hall is joking. I didn't do it. Why should I run away?" A faint voice came.

Omori of Sensō-ji Temple was wearing a black monk's robe and walked out with an old face.

A middle-aged man in a suit stood next to him.

"Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall Master, what evidence do you have that Omori Zheng is trying to murder you?" The middle-aged man in the suit frowned and said, "Omori Zheng is a celebrity with social and political status and a certain influence in Japan. If you don't have solid evidence, you have no right to arrest him, let alone take over this Sensō-ji Temple."

"Who are you?" Yingsora Kurumi looked at the strange middle-aged man and raised her eyebrows.

"I'm Naoto Kato, the director of the Public Safety Committee." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Feng Dielian, who you were transferred to, was once one of my subordinate section chiefs."

Sakura Kurumi glanced at Omori Masaru with her beautiful eyes and saw a mocking look on his face.

It turns out that it was prepared.

"I can come and catch him, of course I have solid evidence." Sakura Kurumi said, "The murderer who participated in the ambush on me and the witness, the Hokkaido Shinto priest, are all in the Tokyo Exorcist Guard Bureau."

"I'm sorry, director." Along with the voice of apology from afar, hurried footsteps were heard behind Sakura Kurumi.

Another middle-aged man came over with a group of police officers, stood beside Yingkong Kurumi, lowered his head, bowed slightly, and said apologetically: "Officer, the Yin-Yang master murderer who participated in the ambush on you that you brought back has committed suicide after retracting his testimony."

Yingkong Kurumi's eyes narrowed as she carefully looked at the middle-aged man who was standing in front of her with a respectful expression.

Akiyama Makoto.

I didn’t expect that!

The head of the Violent Crimes Investigation Division, one of the 13 divisions of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Department under his jurisdiction, has always been an independent Onmyoji without any Onmyoji family behind him.

After he was transferred here, he has been loyal and respectful to me very much.

Unexpectedly, he was also from Sensō-ji Temple.

Needless to say.

After he left, Akiyama Makoto received instructions to kill the imprisoned Onmyoji after he changed his testimony.

He is indeed a shrewd old man.

Sakura Kurumi looked at Omori Masaru who was resting with his eyes closed.

He didn't say a word, but the sarcasm on his face became even stronger.

"Sakura Kurumi, since the witness is dead, do you have any other evidence? Otherwise, you can't just take Omori Masaru back like this." Kato Naoto put his hands behind his back and said solemnly, "The police department needs to follow the correct procedures when arresting people, and they can't do whatever they want. Japan is a country ruled by law."

"I'm sorry, but Omori Masaru is not only involved in the murder case that ambushed me, but also in the murder of Takeda Taifu and several other Tokyo murders." Sakura Kurumi sneered, "I have to take him back for investigation. As for the correctness of the process you mentioned, you can file a lawsuit with the Inspectorate to arrest me, but I have to take him away today."

Yingkong Kurumi looked at Omori Masaru who had his eyes closed and said, "Come on, come back with me, Omori Masaru."

After saying that, he waved his hand.

The police officer behind was about to step forward to arrest him.

He was immediately stopped by the next group of police officers brought by Makoto Akiyama.

"Officer Yingkong Kurumi." Akiyama Makoto raised his respectful body and stood up straight, with a mocking look on his face: "With so many brothers and colleagues here, if you ignore the correctness of the police process and arrest people indiscriminately, I'm afraid the brothers will not accept it."

"Who's dissatisfied? Is it just you, the Violent Crime Identification Section, who's dissatisfied?" There was an even colder tone in Yingkong Kurumi's words.

"And us." There was another sound of dense footsteps behind Yingkong Kurumi.

"Special Crime Investigation Section 1 and Section 2." A middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman came over with a large number of police officers and stood with Akiyama Makoto. "We all admire the dedication and ability of Director Sakura Kurumi, but this time, if the Director wants to use personal grudges to destroy the correct procedures of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Department, we, the old police officers, cannot agree."

Sakura Kurumi's beautiful eyes swept over the two section chiefs, one male and one female, and the police officers behind them one by one.

Shoichi Sano and Takako Shimizu.

These people avoided his gaze but did not retreat a single step.

As expected, the Tokyo Exorcist Guard Bureau, which is jointly run by these Tokyo Onmyoji families, is not that simple.

Some time ago, I took the opportunity to replace three section chiefs who had quit, and there are still ten departments left.

Everything seems calm these days, and everyone is executing their orders completely and decisively.

Be respectful to yourself.

But now.

Just the presence of Omori Masaru of Sensō-ji Temple was enough to make the Onmyoji families behind three of the classes unite and they couldn't wait to jump out to support him.

This is a serious criminal offense, including ambushing the highest-ranking police officer, and they can just ignore it.

Before he appeared, all the Onmyoji families were fighting for power and refusing to give in to each other.

After I appeared in this position, they united and stood together.

"Omori Masa, what a great move." Sakura Kurumi took a step forward, her aura firmly locked onto Sensō-ji Omori Masa: "In such a short time, we were able to pull out so many Onmyoji families to protect you."

"Kuntao, do you hate me and Sensoji Temple so much?" Omori sighed, slowly opened his eyes, and showed a compassionate expression:

"Back then, you were kicked out by the family, and it was Sensoji that took you in. It's fine if you're not grateful."

"And now, Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall is about to take action herself? The little girl who used to study Yin Yang Jue hard in Sensō-ji Temple is finally going to take action against an old man like me in Sensō-ji Temple."

"Sure, come on, let me see how far you have progressed, and let everyone see how arrogant and domineering the chief of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Department is, and how he is willing to repay kindness with enmity at all costs."

Omori Masaya took a step forward and looked at Sakura Kurumi with a sarcastic expression without any fear.

In Sensō-ji Temple, it would be best if we could provoke the chief minister to take action personally.

Not only are there our own people here, there are also witnesses, and there are countless cameras pointed at this place.

Just wait for Sakura Kurumi to take action.

"Sakura Kurumi, I demand that you immediately stop all irrational behavior." Kato Naoto said sternly, "You are very dangerous. This is not only a problem of police discipline, you are heading towards a crime."

"If you really dare to do it, I will definitely report your actions to the Minister of the Interior and the Inspectorate, and I will open a special criminal file for you in the Public Safety Committee."

"Omori Masa is indeed quite capable." Sakura Kurumi smiled and let go of her aura, clapping her hands together, "It seems that the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department really can't do anything to you, Omori Masa."

Hear this.

Everyone present had a smug look on their faces.

So what if he is the director of the department? So what if he is the leader of the special crisis management team? After all, he is also a newcomer.

After all, I am still too young.

Sakura Kurumi glanced at Omori Tadashi and the three section chiefs and suddenly burst out laughing.

The cold delicate face thawed instantly and smiled like a flower.

"If the Director gives up targeting Omori Masaru and our Onmyoji families, we will naturally cooperate with Director Sakura Kurumi in the future." Akiyama Makoto looked at Sakura Kurumi, whose expression suddenly changed. He thought that she finally recognized the situation and gave up the tit-for-tat, and said proudly: "I will never embarrass you in future missions. I will definitely do my best. Director Sakura Kurumi can rest assured on this."

"Yes."

"good."

The other two section chiefs echoed.

"So according to what you mean, should I thank you? Or do you think that this matter is over?" Sakura Kurumi said with a smile.

Suddenly, her face turned cold again: "What I want is for you to jump out. I just solved it all at once."

"Sakura Kurumi, don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. Without us, you are just a figurehead. We know you are strong, but no matter how strong you are, do you dare to kill us all here?" said Chief Masakazu Sano of the Special Crime Investigation Division next to him.

Sakura Kurumi sneered, took out her cell phone, pressed a few buttons, and then put it back.

"Director, are you mobilizing manpower? Several section chiefs in other sections have their own 'tasks'. Even if they are not on our side, they will never go against us for you." Section Chief Takako Shimizu of the Special Crime Investigation Section 2 sneered and said:

"Are you going to mobilize all the section chiefs to come to Sensō-ji to fight among themselves? If you do that, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your position the next day."

"Mobilize personnel from other departments? Internal strife?" Yingkong Kurumi smiled and said, "You think too much. I just used my authority to temporarily lift Tokyo's air control."

She hadn't finished her words.

'Da Da Da'

"Da Da Da"

The sound of helicopter propellers came from the distant sky.

Two transport helicopters were flying rapidly towards Sensoji Temple from a distance.

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Everyone present was suspicious, looked at each other, and then looked up.

Soon two transport helicopters flew over the crowd's heads.

Two slings were lowered from two helicopters.

Then one after another, the people slid down from the ropes neatly and quickly.

Fully armed, wearing bulletproof vests, helmets, and carrying weapons.

After reaching the ground, they quickly surrounded everyone.

After about forty members had gotten off, the helicopter retracted the ropes, turned around and flew away.

The Onmyoji present had serious expressions on their faces.

This group of people coming down were obviously wearing lightweight standard military equipment, and their weapons and protective gear were specially customized to effectively target Onmyoji and other national magicians.

A special team of the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force.

Leading the group was a beautiful woman wearing a military helmet, a tactical vest and a camouflage skirt.

A pair of snow-white legs with exaggerated proportions were breathtaking and enchanting among a group of men in Sensoji Temple.

She took off her military helmet and shook her little head.

The two ponytails that were coiled on top of her head fell down instantly.

Wandering behind the head.

Hashimoto Yuna,

She casually threw the military helmet back, and it was caught by the Self-Defense Force member behind her. A pair of small hands reached behind her tactical vest and held two "Pavna Witness" pistols in their hands.

It is inlaid with rhinestones just like Sakura Kurumi's, but unlike Sakura Kurumi's purple, she chose green rhinestones.

Under the seductive snow-white long legs are two pairs of black military boots.

She bent her left foot and kicked it back gracefully, then rushed forward with the gun in her left hand.

The 'Pavna Witness' in his left hand made a click and was kicked into the chest by the heel of the military boot.

Then he kicked up with his right foot in the same elegant manner.

'Click'

The 'Pavna Witness' in the right hand was also loaded.

"Well, I'll obey you." Hashimoto Yuna held two 'Pavna Witness' pistols in both hands, walked towards Yingkong Kurumi with a smile, and said as if to ask for credit: "Look, I also tied my hair into a double ponytail like you did that day."

Then, before Yingkong Kurumi could say anything, she said in surprise, "Why did you change your hair into a high ponytail? Didn't we agree to have twin ponytails today?"

Sakura Kurumi rolled her eyes and nodded to the people in Sensoji Temple: "Let's get down to business."

"Okay." Hashimoto Yuna agreed obediently, flipped her twin ponytails, turned around, pointed at the crowd opposite with two guns in her hands: "Who is Omori Masaru from Sensō-ji Temple?"

The two black gun muzzles frightened everyone and they all swallowed their saliva.

What power does Sakura Kurumi have? She even transferred the Maritime Self-Defense Force here.

Who is this beautiful woman with extremely long legs?

"I am. May I ask who you are?" Omori said with a serious expression.

What seemed to be a good thing turned out to be developing in an unexpected direction.

Was all of this planned by Sakura Kurumi?

"My name is Hashimoto Yuna, and I am a police officer in the Japan Self-Defense Force." Hashimoto Yuna sneered, and aimed the muzzle of the gun in her right hand at Omori Masaru: "Sensoji Omori Masaru, you are suspected of planning to murder Hashimoto Yuna, a general of the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force, in Hokkaido, that is, myself. Now the evidence is conclusive."

"According to Japanese law and Article 21 of the Spiritual Dispute Council, criminal spirits involved in the murder of Self-Defense Force members have the right to be divided between the Tokyo Exorcist Guard and Self-Defense Force police officers through consultation."

After saying that, Hashimoto Yuna twisted her face and said, "Director Sakura Sora Kurumi, this case will be taken over by the Japanese Self-Defense Forces. Do you have any objection?"

"Of course." Sakura Kurumi glanced at the people with gloomy faces and said with a smile: "I'll leave it to you. According to the legal process, this is within my authority. What do you think, everyone? "

There was silence, and everyone had a sullen face and did not answer.

I never thought that Yingsong Kurumi had such a skill.

They completely skipped the Tokyo police and called in the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force.

"General Hashimoto Yuna, do you have any evidence?" Naoto Kato looked at Hashimoto Yuna, who kept shaking the gun barrel as she spoke and occasionally pointed it at him, feeling a little numb.

Isn't this woman afraid of the gun going off accidentally?

"Evidence?" Hashimoto Yuina sneered, and with a bang, she fired a shot into the sky with the gun in her left hand.

'Click'

'Click'

'Click'

Dozens of Self-Defense Force members behind him loaded their guns and aimed them at the crowd.

The air froze instantly.

There was a solemn silence.

"Who are you? The Chief of Staff of the Self-Defense Forces? You are the one who can ask for evidence?" Hashimoto Yuna snorted disdainfully.

After saying this, he ignored the speechless Kato Naoto and said to Omori Masaru, "Let's go."

Immediately, two members of the Self-Defense Force came up, picked up special shackles made of alloy, and handcuffed his hands and feet.

Omori of Sensō-ji Temple took a deep breath.

He glanced at Yingkong Kurumi and said, "Well done, General Yingkong Kurumi. I underestimated you."

"Oh, I overestimated you." Sakura Kurumi said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, Sakura Kurumi's face straightened: "I hereby declare that the three section chiefs of Special Crime Investigation Section 1, Section 2, and Violent Crime Identification Section will protect the suspect and destroy the evidence. They will be relieved of their duties on the spot, unload their guns, and begin an internal investigation. Once the evidence is conclusive, it will be transferred to the Procuratorate for them to convict."

“How dare you!!”

“Why!!”

The three reacted strongly and protested, and the police officers behind them also made noisy noises.

Having worked as police officers of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department for so many years, they know very well that once they enter the interrogation room, there are plenty of ways to make them tell the truth.

What's worse is that evidence and witnesses were framed.

Even if they said nothing, the countless people they had arrested and offended in the past would bite them to death one by one in various cases.

'Swipe, swipe, swipe'

Under the aiming of dozens of guns from the Self-Defense Forces special team, all the noisy sounds disappeared instantly.

The police officers behind Sakura Kurumi quickly stepped forward and unloaded their guns.

Then they cuffed them with their police weapons.

"Okay, done." Hashimoto Yuuna put away the two pistols with a smile and walked in front of Sakura Sora Kurumi.

He pointed at Omori Masaru, who had a worn-out look on his face. In just a moment, he seemed to have aged a lot more.

"Should I take this old thing to you or to me?" Hashimoto Yuna said easily.

It was as if he was talking about a piece of garbage, not taking the head of the top three Onmyoji organizations in Tokyo seriously at all.

"Let's go to your place." Yingkong Kurumi shook her head: "I don't know who is a human or a ghost there, so don't let anything unexpected happen."

"Well, it's not easy for you to be legitimate. By the way, how is Feng Dielian? I haven't visited her recently because I was busy. No one quarreled with me and I missed her." Hashimoto Yuna asked.

"She's recovering well and will be able to be discharged in a few days. In fact, she wanted to be discharged today and come with me, but I stopped her." Sakura Kurumi said.

"Okay then, after we're discharged from the hospital, the three of us will go to the izakaya for a drink together. Humph, I don't believe that I can't beat you in drinking." said Hashimoto Yuna.

"I'll stick with you till the end." Yingkong Kurumi raised her beautiful eyebrows.

——————

Inside the University of Tokyo Hospital.

A nurse was checking on Feng Dielian's condition.

suddenly.

The ward was dark.

The nurse was stunned with blank eyes.

A person slowly walked out from the wall.

Ashiya Michizo.

——————

Inside the Edogawa Bonsai Museum.

Rena Morisawa was presiding over the Yamaguchi-gumi's regular meeting with a worried look on her face.

Upstairs, Miyagi Muko was applying lipstick and putting on makeup.

Suddenly I was stunned.

His eyes went dark for a moment.

It was terribly black, without any other color at all.

"Why haven't we found out who's behind that Yamaguchi-gumi woman?" Miyagi Xiangzi said in a low voice.

"No, I suspect something happened to the person behind her. Morisawa Rena has lost a lot of weight recently. Not only does she sleep less than three hours a day, she also eats less tea and meals. Her Southeast Asian gangster plan has also slowed down." Miyagi Xiangzi said in a normal voice.

"Then just get rid of her and take over the Yamaguchi-gumi. Don't wait any longer. The Kyushu Divine Kingdom is attacking fiercely. I don't have any authority in the human world. I can't pry open the foundation of the Divine Kingdom and I can't enter the Divine Kingdom." said the deep voice.

".Yes." Miyagi Xiangzi said in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)