Chapter 311: Sweet Dreams

Two serious-looking Onmyoji soon arrived at the Hakone Kuzuryu Shrine.

Bai Huizi from the Spiritual Opposition Society and a tall middle-aged man came to the crime scene.

Looking at the more than ten corpses of Shinto priests, the two of them looked around and walked towards Sakura Sora Kurumi and the others.

"Mr. Yingkong Kurumi, long time no see." Baihuizi said with a smile.

"Chairman of the Sakura Sora Kurumi Council, my name is Kono Tetsu." Kono Tetsu stretched out his hand to Sakura Sora Kurumi with a gloomy face, and said in an arrogant tone with an order: "Currently, I am the rotating member of the Reiwa Council."

"Are you the apprentice of that useless Takeda Taifu? Where is the scene you filmed? Show it to me immediately."

Sakura Kurumi didn't even look at him with her beautiful eyes. She nodded to Baihuizi, walked away a few steps, and continued to check the information on her mobile phone.

Hashimoto Yuna followed Feng Dielian with great interest, watching from the outside how she handled some things on the scene.

I often bicker with her.

Tetsushi Kono watched Sakura Kurumi, who didn't take him seriously, walk away, and slowly retracted his awkwardly extended hand.

He stared at Sakura Kurumi's back without saying a word.

His face looked very ugly.

"Show him the thing." Yingsora Kurumi said.

"Yes, Director." The police officer walked forward after the inspection and was about to hand the iPad to Tetsushi Kono.

"Who is it for?" Yingsora Kurumi raised her head and frowned.

"Yes, Director." The police officer immediately changed direction and handed the iPad to Baihuizi.

Bai Huizi said thank you and took it.

He opened the video and took a quick look at the situation in the camera before handing the iPad to Tetsushi Kono, whose face was as black as a petrified stone.

Tetsushi Kono took a deep breath, then took the iPad and clicked on the video of the crime.

Bai Huizi walked up to Yingkong Kurumi and said softly, "Kono Tetsushi, he is from the Mikawa Group among the six major groups. He is in Kansai all year round and has recently started to take turns at the Reiwa Council. He is not a particularly important person. With your status, you don't need to pay attention to him now."

"It looks like this guy has some mental problems." Sakura Kurumi put away her phone and said.

"How many people from these six major financial groups have normal brains? Being in the place where wealth is most concentrated, not to mention being the top Yin-Yang Master of the Reiwa Society, of course they are a little arrogant." Bai Huizi shook her head: "It's good enough that they can still regard themselves as human beings."

"I think Mrs. Bai Huizi is quite normal." Yingsora Kurumi smiled.

The lady had indeed always been nice to her.

It's just that the desire is so hungry that it's scary.

"Haha." Bai Huizi smiled with her hands covering her mouth: "I was the same before, because you are a woman, I treated you better. Now, I have seen a higher world."

"Mrs. Bai Huizi seems to be not surprised at all when she sees how powerful the murderer is?" Yingkong Huwalnut pursed her lips and pointed to the side: "The guy from the Sanhe Group looks stunned."

Bai Huizi turned her head to look at Kono Tetsu who was stunned on the spot, then turned back and sighed: "I have seen more powerful ones than this. There is nothing to be surprised about. His reaction is normal."

Footsteps were heard.

Several people dressed as priests walked in from outside the door.

The leader was an old man wearing a white priest robe with gold and black patterns and a priest hat.

"Chosokabe Rendaigonji." Kono Tetsushi recognized him and said, "You have also come to Kanto."

Tetsushi Kono, who was in Kansai, certainly knew this old man.

The most powerful official in Shintoism.

A shrine in Kansai all year round, responsible for the delivery of oracles and the operation of all shrines in Japan.

It seems that even he can't sit still about these large-scale murders that happened in shrines and specifically targeted Shintoists.

"Yes." The old man called Chosokabe Lian Daigonji stopped and nodded to him: "So many Shinto priests have died in Kanto, and you government officials are so incompetent, how can I not come and take a look."

"Yes, I'm really sorry." Kono Tetsushi bowed and said, "This is entirely the fault of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department, and as the director of the department, Sakura Kurumi must bear all the responsibility."

"Don't worry, Daquansi, I will write a report to the Spiritual Dissent Council, and then submit a dismissal order to Congress in the name of the Spiritual Dissent Council. I hope Congress will pass it and remove this Yingkong Kurumi Hall Chief from all his duties."

Chosokabe Lian Daigonji was stunned and glared at Kono Tetsuji as if he was a fool.

With a "pop" sound.

A slap hit Tetsushi Kono's face hard.

"Asshole! How could it be the responsibility of Sakura Kurumi Hall Chief? Are you tired of living? You framed our goddess, the boy from the Kono family. Looks like I have to have a good talk with your clan leader."

After saying this, Chosokabe Ren left behind the confused Kono Tetsu who was covering his face, walked to Sakura Sora Kurumi and bowed slightly: "Goddess, thank you for your hard work!!"

Yingkong Kurumi also bowed in return and said, "Sir Daigonshi, our Shinto enemies seem to be a bit tricky this time."

"Excuse me, Your Excellency the Goddess, can I see the video of the scene?" Chosokabe Lian straightened up and said.

"It's in that person's hand." Sakura Kurumi pointed at Toru Kono who was standing next to her with a shocked look on his face and holding an iPad in his hands.

"Asshole, come here to me." Chosokabe Lian shouted angrily.

Only then did Tetsushi Kono wake up and quickly handed the iPad respectfully to Chosokabe Ren.

Then he looked at Sakura Kurumi who had a sullen look on her face.

This person is actually a Shinto goddess?

He put away his cold face and forced an awkward smile.

Smile along.

I have been training hard in Kansai for the past two years, and it seems that I have missed a lot of things.

It's too unlucky.

Chosokabe Ren looked at the video on the iPad with a serious expression.

The spiritual energy in this world is so thin, why are there such powerful people?

Not to mention everyone here, even I am no match for him.

No wonder the goddess said it was tricky.

Although he didn't say anything before coming here, he still felt a little resentful towards this goddess in his heart.

But after seeing this video, Chosokabe Ren's slight resentment disappeared instantly.

"Don't worry, Goddess. I have received an oracle that a god will come to deal with this guy." Chosokabe Lian returned the iPad to Yingkong Kurumi and said softly, "We just need to set a trap and wait for the murderer to come."

"Then I'll have to trouble the Great Power to arrange all this. If you have a plan, please inform me." Yingkong Kurumi said, "I'll go deal with the matter of our Prime Minister being stabbed in a car accident."

"Please do as you wish, Goddess." Chosokabe Lian nodded seriously.

Sakura Kurumi called Kaede Ren and Hashimoto Yuna, and the three of them left the shrine and headed to the site of the Prime Minister's car accident.

——————

Inside a high-end apartment in Shibuya, Tokyo.

She has few friends and usually lives in the research institute, so she rarely comes to this high-end apartment to rest.

Today, when I woke up from my sleep and found myself in this room, I knew that my old problem had come back again.

It happened a few times before.

Every time I can’t remember what I did.

After this happened for the first time, Furukawa Miu was prepared and installed a hidden button camera on herself.

She pulled out the memory card from her coat button camera and inserted it into her computer.

The picture kept jumping around the city. The height and speed were far beyond that of ordinary people, which surprised Furukawa Miu.

My physical fitness seemed to have improved a little, and I kept running on various walled houses.

Soon they ran to the suburbs of Tokyo.

Is this the model for the new human beings of the future?

Miu Furukawa was very surprised and became more and more excited.

This made her eager to return to the laboratory and continue observing the evolution of her genes.

But in a flash.

After I came to Kanagawa Prefecture.

The brutality in the picture frightened her so much that she covered her mouth.

He actually killed so many people again. He summoned these bat-like creatures at will.

How amazing these things are.

This isn't the first time she's seen this type of bat in her videos.

He could actually manipulate particles and reorganize them into a real creature.

at this point.

It is exactly the same as the creature that was transformed after the rare blue crystal was passed through by neutrinos in the thousand-meter underground laboratory not long ago.

They are all composed of microparticles.

The difference is that the strange alien creature died instantly due to the environment.

And this bat can actually adapt to the current environment on Earth.

Miu Furukawa suddenly had a bold idea.

Suppose, just suppose, if my genes were to be further developed and able to control particles at will, does that mean I could create any creature, including bats?

Or even anything at all?

Isn't he the Creator? Suddenly, a wanton cry in the video interrupted Furukawa Miu's thoughts.

This... is this her own cry? She lowered her head in disbelief and continued to read on.

The picture is frozen on the eaves late at night.

There is nothing else in front of the screen.

But from his own screams and voices, he could tell that he seemed to be restrained by someone.

Could it be that I was being trapped? No, my vision did not change. I was still standing there, and there was no one in front of me.

Could it be that the other person is behind her? Furukawa Miu quickly reached into her nightgown.

There doesn't seem to be anything unusual.

Could it be that this incident is the reason why I just dreamed about that man whom I only met once?

It shouldn't be like that. Even if something happened, I shouldn't dream about the man who tore my underwear.

That Zhou Yuanyan said that he can also control particles. Could this be the reason why I dreamed about him ? No, I must solve this genetic defect as soon as possible.

Otherwise, you won’t know what you will do in the future.

Maybe we can find Dr. Zhou Yuanyan and borrow that man for research. Furukawa Miu stood up and wanted to go to the laboratory immediately to observe her genetic evolution.

She looked at the bed sheets and her face turned red. She actually thought she was so crazy in her dream.

Just when Miu Furukawa was about to change the bed sheets.

The doorbell rang.

Who will come to find me?

No one else knew about this high-end apartment.

Especially since it's so late.

"Who?" Miu Furukawa walked into the living room and asked loudly.

No one answered. Furukawa Miu felt a little scared.

She approached the door slowly and nervously.

Looking out through the cat's eye.

Through the peephole, there was no one standing outside the door.

suddenly.

The cat's eyes went dark.

A terrifying eye bulged out and was staring at himself through the cat's eye.

——————

Prime Minister Shigekiru was in a car accident.

This incident caused a small stir in Japan.

This prime minister, who has been on the hot search list for scolding several times, does not have a strong presence in the hearts of the Japanese people. After a moment of surprise, no one soon cared about why the car accident happened.

The accident occurred on a remote road near Kanagawa Prefecture.

Prime Minister Shigeru happened to be visiting his hometown in Tottori Prefecture for personal reasons.

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When passing by here.

The police cars leading the way in front and behind were fine.

It happened that Prime Minister Shigeki's car was hit by a car at the intersection.

This is the customized Lexus for Prime Minister Shigeru Yoshida.

Police officers have cordoned off the scene and are using tools to measure various distances and sizes.

Two Kawasaki motorcycles and a Ford drove up and stopped on the side of the road.

Three pairs of beautiful legs walked over side by side.

Yuuna Hashimoto's luxurious dress was particularly eye-catching, and her pair of beautiful legs with invincible proportions attracted the attention of the police officers at the scene.

Whispering.

"He seems to be a lieutenant in the Maritime Self-Defense Force. He has been to our Security Department several times." An old police officer explained: "If nothing else, the proportions of these legs are really amazing!"

"No matter what, I will always support Sakura Sora Kurumi!" the fat man next to him shouted.

"Deputy Feng Dielian's face is the most standard." another police officer said.

Sakura Sora Kurumi, Kaede Love and Hashimoto Yuna were standing at the crime scene watching.

Listen to the police officer's report.

Prime Minister Shiba Shigeru, who was still in shock, had already evacuated.

Fortunately, the customized Lexus was hit by a small Toyota and it was not a big deal.

Apart from some damage to the car door, there were no casualties.

"Director! Deputy Director!" The police officer in charge of maintaining order at the scene came up and saluted Yingkong Kurumi and the others.

"Where is the culprit?" Sakura Kurumi said with a frown.

I looked around but couldn't see the driver who caused the accident.

"He was taken away by the National Security Bureau in the lecture hall." said the police officer.

Yingkong Kurumi and Feng Dielian looked at each other.

How could it be so fast?

The two smelled something unusual.

"When did those guys from the National Security Bureau arrive? How many people came?" Feng Dielian asked.

"They arrived at the scene very quickly, almost immediately. There were two cars and eight people including the driver," the police officer replied.

Yingkong Kurumi and Feng Dielian looked at each other again. It seemed that there was something very strange about this case.

Eight people is not too many, but not too few either.

But if we really focus on the assassination of the Prime Minister, it would be too little.

"Are there any people from the National Security Agency in the Prime Minister's escort convoy this time?" Yingkong Kurumi asked with a frown.

"The report hall is positive, no!" The police officer recalled: "The prime minister's motorcade consists of me and several colleagues, as well as several colleagues from the transportation department and members of the prime minister's guard team."

"After the collision, two cars showed up immediately, but our colleagues handcuffed the driver first and locked him in our police car."

"After the National Security Bureau showed their credentials, they arrested the driver in a very tough manner, claiming that this was a national security incident."

"Assholes, what are you thinking? Why did you let them take you away?" Feng Dielian took a step forward with a cold face: "What did I tell you? No case can be transferred to other departments without our consent."

"They said this was an assassination and should be handed over to the National Security Bureau, so." The police officer said with his head down.

"This accident has not been determined yet. Whether it is a traffic accident or a public safety accident, we have not yet obtained confessions and evidence." Feng Dielian said angrily: "No matter what, it is impossible to instantly escalate it to a national security incident without interrogation."

"You must not let them take people away so easily."

"We were reluctant at first, but then Prime Minister Shibamoto came out and said to hand it over to the National Security Agency. So... we..." the police officer lowered his head and whispered.

Now, not only Sakura Kurumi and Kaede Delian felt that there was a problem, but Hashimoto Yuna also felt that there was a big problem.

"How could the Prime Minister get involved in something like this?" Hashimoto Yuna said, "Don't you think there's something wrong?"

"The problem is serious and you just realized it now?" Feng Dielian said unhappily.

"Hey, I'm not from your police force, how can I know what your procedures are?" Hashimoto Yuna rolled her eyes.

"Forget it, just do your work. Learn a lesson from this incident, write a report, and submit it to Deputy Director Feng Dielian." Yingkong Kurumi said.

"Yes!" The police officer saluted and left.

"Let's go and rest first. We've been busy all night." Yingsora Kurumi looked at the time.

The two cases were handled together, and in the blink of an eye, the time went from evening to morning.

"I know there is a hot spring near here in Kanagawa Prefecture. Let's go and soak in it," suggested Yuna Hashimoto.

This proposal immediately aroused great interest in Yingkong Kurumi and Feng Dielian.

"Go, go, go!" Feng Dielian turned around excitedly.

What could be more enjoyable than taking a hot spring bath after a tiring day at work? ——————

early morning.

A small figure kicked the sandbag open with a flying kick.

Another punch came.

Another sandbag was knocked away and even the rope was broken.

Riley Gambino, wearing a training tank top and shorts, was warming up in a Thai boxing gym.

As a Japanese woman, she doesn't seem to have any other characteristics of a Japanese woman except her smaller stature.

She has healthy wheat-colored skin and long, dyed brown-red hair tied into a high ponytail.

The small face is made up in Thai style.

Wearing a lip piercing on the upper lip.

There are various totem tattoos on the left arm and thigh.

No one knows that the largest Thai boxing gym in Tokyo is owned by the Gambino family, the leader of the five major mafia families in the United States.

A family that even the CIA is annoyed with.

Decades ago, after the U.S. government decided to eradicate the five increasingly powerful mafia families, several large-scale operations took place.

Even though the National Guard was dispatched several times, the heads of the five major mafia families were finally arrested and sent to prison.

Except for one of the five leaders who finally walked out of the prison, the other four died in there.

But they still failed to completely eradicate the five major underworld families.

These five families that split from the Italian Mafia have long surpassed their predecessors in North America and have firmly taken root there.

And now, the five major families are just like the Yamaguchi-gumi.

They package themselves with various industries.

It also has close ties with major American chaebol families.

This allows them to enter the Mexican and Brazilian markets more unscrupulously.

Of course, they did not let Japan go.

But in a country with relatively few immigrants and slums, the profits are far less than in South America, and even in some ways less than in Southeast Asia.

This forced them to turn to the underground boxing gym industry.

"Mikami Yuya sent a message saying that they will come this morning." Demi Blackred said with a smile: "You can finally fulfill your wish."

She was wearing a black dress, and her curvy figure was extremely eye-catching.

Behind her stood an old white man.

The old man was wearing a white Protestant clergyman's robe and had a bare head.

The scalp is tattooed with various symbols.

There is a nose ring on his face with several scars.

The scepter engraved on the white robe represents his identity.

A militant priest of the Protestant Church.

This combat priest is even rarer and more powerful than the Disciple Knight, and his strength makes all forces respect him.

"Yes. I recognized her from the first time I saw her in the club." Reilly Gambino held a white bandage in her right hand and slowly tied her left hand.

"Nagano Rei, a seeded player of the Japanese King of Boxing, a disciple of Zhang Benhe in the Qiming Underground Arena."

"Harimoto and his management are very strict. There is no signal and no video recording is allowed in the arena."

"But, after all, some fearless people filmed some clips and posted them on the dark web."

"I've watched her matches so many times in North America, over and over again, and it's still on my phone. I've always wanted to play against her."

"It's a pity that I can't come to Tokyo. Even if I come, I can't enter the Qiming Arena."

"Now that I finally have this opportunity, how can I let it go?"

"It has been several years. Several of my uncles are still lying in the intensive care unit. They have become vegetative. There is no hope for them to recover in this lifetime."

"My martial arts mentor [Thai boxing champion, Sengger] was also beaten to death by Zhang Benren with one punch."

“I will never forget these scenes in my life.”

Reilly Gambino said lightly.

After tying the left hand, start tying the right hand slowly.

"None of them will be able to escape this time, Nagano Rei. I will kill her with my own hands and then throw her head in front of the entrance of Tokyo Keimei Arena for Zhang Benhe to see carefully."

"Make him regret trying to snatch the underground fighting arena in Kanto from our family."

"Let him have a taste of the loss of intimacy."

"Don't forget about Yuya Mikami. I was wondering, what would happen if I accidentally killed her?" Demi Blackred blinked. "After all, it's normal to accidentally injure ordinary people in a life-and-death duel."

"What can the Jewish consortium do to calm the anger of the Mikami family? Will they really fight to the death with our Jewish consortium for a dead woman, and end up hurting both sides?"

"I really want to see if this is the case." Demi Blackred said with a smile: "Elder Ur Simmons, I hope you can help me when the time comes. She has a lot of bodyguards."

"No problem, Miss Demi." The combat priest named Ur Simmons said in a deep voice: "Although you are Jewish, since the archbishop asked me to follow you, your orders will be the archbishop's orders until this mission is completed."

"Very good, it seems everything is ready, just waiting for them to come." Demi Blackred smiled gently.

Everything is under control. (End of this chapter)