Chapter 281 Miura Masami's Pain
The old man's walking stick hit Miura Masami hard.
Masami Miura subconsciously raised her arm to block it, and a large red mark instantly appeared on her well-maintained fair arm.
She whined and asked in confusion, "Father, I don't understand why this is happening?"
"You still dare to block me, idiot? It's all your fault." The old man raised his crutches with both hands and smashed them down again.
This time, Miura Masami didn't dare to raise his hand to stop it, and let the wooden cane hit his body: "Father, even if you beat me to death, you have to let me know why!"
"How dare you talk back!" The old man angrily picked up his cane and pointed it at Miura Masami: "Do you know that the real murderer of this case file that you pulled out and sent back to the Police Department is your own brother!"
"What? How could it be possible that Governor Miura, how could he do such a thing?" Miura Masami trembled in pain, but was shocked by what her father said. For a moment, she no longer felt the subsequent pain in her body, and could only stare at her father blankly, wanting to get confirmation again.
"Have you never thought about this? In that decades-old injustice, the detective who gave false testimony was only promoted to the second rank until his retirement. However, in this recent female high school student death case, the suspect who was accused of giving false testimony is currently a high-ranking section chief of the Security Department." The old man was so angry that he kept panting. He took a deep breath to calm down a little and continued:
"From the year he gave false testimony to now, it has been 10 years since he almost reached the peak, and he is only an undergraduate graduate from the University of Tokyo, and he doesn't even know Yin-Yang magic."
"In Japan, even if a civilian police officer works until his death, he is only a superintendent of police."
"The only one who has the ability to help him cross the third level, the most difficult level for a civilian police officer, and cross the threshold of becoming a superintendent is our Miura family."
"Asshole! This appeal case has reached the Supreme Court, and I have had it suppressed and sealed, and you actually pulled it out of the archives again."
"But, how come I don't know anything about this?" Miura Masami's mind was numb, and she spoke incoherently, "Father, why didn't you tell me?"
"Tell you what? How should I tell you?" The old man knocked his cane heavily on the floor again and again: "Should I tell you that your brother, my good son, the pride of the Miura family?"
"Governor Miura, who has written dozens of legal books, is a leading figure in Japanese law, and is a well-known doctoral supervisor of law students at the University of Tokyo in the legal circles around the world. Is he an unregistered Onmyoji who violated the regulations of the Spiritual Dissent Association, or a perverted murderer?"
After the old man said these words continuously, he breathed heavily, pointed the crutch in his hand tremblingly at Miura Masami, and then put it down dejectedly.
"My brother is an Onmyoji?" Miura Masami knelt straight until his waist softened and drooped down, with two plump buttocks sitting on his calves: "How is this possible?"
"You idiot, if the section chief who gave false testimony in this case exposes our family, then everything will be over." The old man hit the ground with his cane again, making a loud noise. "You, me, your brother, so many people in the clan, and the century-old honor of the entire family will be destroyed here."
"The century-old Miura family, which wrote the Japanese Constitution and whose disciples are spread throughout the Japanese judicial system, actually produced a perverted murderer."
"The Miura family has actually covered up the sky of Japanese justice with one hand, allowing a murder case to remain unsolved for more than a decade, and the victim to sit in prison for more than a decade."
"Miura Masami, what do you think will happen to you? What will happen to me? Your brother will be sentenced to death, and the honor of the entire Miura family will be rewritten and recorded as a shame in Japan's judicial history."
"The names of the Miura family and a few of us will be repeated over and over again in the university judicial cases every year. The descendants of our family will no longer be trusted by the Japanese judicial community, and their path to justice will be cut off."
"The Miura family will also be destroyed because of this! There will be no recovery!"
"And all this is because of you!"
"Miura Masami, you idiot!!"
Masami Miura widened his eyes and knelt blankly.
Her father's string of remarks blew up all her thoughts like bombs. "I'm going to beat you to death, you idiot!" The old man was about to raise his cane to hit her again, but was caught by a big, slender, white hand.
"Father, don't blame my sister. It's all my fault." A middle-aged man with an extremely gentle and elegant appearance walked in at some point and grabbed the crutch that was about to fall.
He pushed the gold-wire frame with his other hand: "To be honest, it was all my fault. My sister didn't know about it. Besides, it's not that bad."
The old man snorted coldly and pulled the cane back from the middle-aged man.
"Governor Miura, you still have the nerve to talk about this matter. It is you who has put the Miura family into an irreparable crisis."
"I'm sorry, it's my fault!" Governor Miura smiled and nodded, "But father, this matter has not reached the point of no return. In fact, I don't think it matters much."
"That section chief will never tell anyone about us, I'm sure of that! He loved our deceased sister deeply, and we have helped him a lot over the years. Without us, he wouldn't even have the money to study, let alone his current position."
"As long as he doesn't come out and point it out, that Yingkong Kurumi Hall Director will never be able to find us."
The old man took a look at his son and wondered why he had such a hobby when he was so outstanding.
He said unhappily, "That being said, this Yingkong Kurumi Hall Zheng is no ordinary person. She was promoted to this position in a short period of time. So many Yin Yang families in Tokyo are trembling under her control."
"And I'm sure you've all seen Tokyo's public security statistics this quarter. They've improved greatly compared to previous years. All of this is thanks to the efforts of Director Sakura Kurumi."
"Even if the section chief doesn't come out to testify against us, I believe she can at least guess that she has a connection with us."
"So what if she guessed it?" Governor Miura pushed his glasses carelessly, walked in front of Miura Masami, stretched out his hand and pulled up his sister: "As long as there is no evidence, she can't do anything to us. Father, you think too highly of her. The judicial system is still our Miura family."
Miura Masami stood up and looked at the brother she had always been proud of. Her face was full of apology and tears flowed down her cheeks: "I'm sorry, I didn't know."
"Why are you saying this, sister? I am your biological brother." Governor Miura interrupted her apology with a smile: "Besides, things are not that bad, sister, don't worry too much."
"Besides, it is very likely that it is because you took out this file that Sakura Kurumi will not suspect us."
"I will go find Hojo Sakurana later and try to get her to stop supervising this case. Maybe when the pressure on Sakura Kurumi is reduced and no evidence is found, the case will be left unresolved." Miura Masami said.
"It's better this way, hum." The old man snorted coldly: "Otherwise, even if Yingkong Kurumi doesn't find any evidence, once she suspects it's us, she will always focus on us. Even if some bad rumors spread at that time, it will be a question and a blow to the century-old honor of our Miura family."
"Miura Masami, do it immediately!!"
"Sister, don't worry too much, just do whatever you want." Governor Miura said soothingly.
"Don't keep comforting your sister." The old man shouted loudly, "I'm warning you, Governor Miura, please be more restrained recently. Don't think I don't know that you have never stopped this bad habit, but you have been using money to settle it in the past few years."
"Of course, old man, I am very fair." Governor Miura shrugged nonchalantly: "I gave each of them a large sum of money, and we are even, and that..."
A trace of ferocity appeared on the gentle face of the governor Miura: "That one was just an accident. Who knew that she fell in love with me, got pregnant with my child and refused to abort it. She even threatened me with this. What a childish girl!"
Masami Miura looked up at her younger brother and suddenly felt very strange at that moment, but was overwhelmed by worry in the next moment.
This is my own brother. Even if he made some mistakes, it cannot change the family relationship.
She was thinking about how to find an excuse to tell Hojo Sakura about this.
Inside the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.
Sakura Kurumi was frowning as she looked through all the information on Oono Keiji.
During these years.
His record of commendations and promotions is flawless.
There was almost no fault to be found in the test papers for every promotion examination.
It's like a student taking an exam and getting full marks every time.
There were no corrections, even the punctuation marks were the standard answers.
It's so perfect, as if he was the teacher who set the questions.
She put down Keiji Oono's file, leaned back, closed her eyes and thought.
Maybe my feeling is right.
This guy Keiji Oono has some connection with the Miura family.
Could it be that the Miura family is the murderer behind this?
Why would they kill an ordinary middle school student?
Moreover, there is a contradiction here.
If it was really the Miura family, why would Miura Masami pull out the case file against him? Shouldn't it be sealed forever? Yingkong Kurumi picked up the phone and called Fenghualian.
"Check if there are any dead women in the Miura family from the time when Keiji Oono was in college."
"You suspect the Miura family? No way?" Feng Hualian was a little incredulous on the other end of the phone: "A judicial family like them knowingly breaks the law?"
"The better you are at something, the more you will treat it as a toy." Sakura Kurumi sneered and said, "Isn't the law also a toy for some people?"
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Fang Zuo jumped out of the incense barrier of the Japanese divine kingdom.
I haven't even taken a breath in the void.
Suddenly a huge white ball of light crashed over.
It’s as big as a basketball court.
There's an ambush?
Fang Zuo's pupils shrank sharply, and the dozens of meters of Ashura Mingwang's body, which had not yet been retracted, gathered strength. His giant arm, with swirling cloud patterns, punched at the ball of light.
The ball of light was suddenly smashed apart and turned into a dazzling white light net that spread over Fang Zuo's body.
Fang Zuo suddenly felt a burning sensation in his muscles, and even his soul became numb and unresponsive.
"Who are you? You are not from the Zertos tribe!!" A ball of blue light more than ten meters in size flickered and emitted spiritual fluctuations: "Why did you come out from here?"
What is this? Fang Zuo stared coldly at the blue flame, then looked back at the fluctuations of the incense barrier of the Kingdom of God.
Without any spiritual energy replenishment, his body and mind were extremely exhausted after repeated exertions.
After thinking for a moment, he ignored this thing he had never seen before, turned around and broke through the void to leave.
He had just disappeared when three huge figures shimmering with golden light chased out from the incense barrier of the kingdom of God.
"It's you!!! Are you going to start a war in heaven too?" Amenomichuuki said in a deep voice.
"Don't get me wrong, three Zeltos people. I just came here to record the dimensional coordinates." The blue light flame fluctuated more and more violently: "Goodbye, everyone!"
After saying this, there was a dazzling flash, and then the light was quickly converged, turning into a black dot and disappearing.
Tian Zhi Yu Zhong Zhu took a deep look at the nothingness around him, turned around and shouted, "Go, go back, be careful of those Hindu guys hitting the incense barrier."
Fang Zuo staggered and fell from the air, landing on the platform of a building.
After just one battle, it was already night in Tokyo and no one knew how many days had passed.
He stood on the edge of the platform and looked at the Tokyo Tower decorated with lights in the distance. The night view was still as gorgeous as before.
"My friend, I feel the spiritual energy of the world is getting weaker. If you have anything to ask, please ask now. I'm afraid I can't hold on for much longer." The spirit of the Pleiades star official appeared in front of Fang Zuo, looked around, and uttered a weak voice.
"Xingjun, may I ask, with the current level of those gods in the kingdom of God, how could they bind you there? Also, what happened in Heaven before the end of the Dharma?" Fang Zuo asked quickly without hesitation.
"What? Is there no land temple on duty in the human world? Nothing has been passed down? Where are the city gods in various places?" The spirit of the Pleiades star official was surprised, and then he closed his eyes and sensed carefully: "Which continent is this? Why can't I feel any regional and river decrees left by the heavenly court?"
“All gone.” Fang Zuo rolled his eyes. This old guy is about to disappear, but he is still so curious.
"Star Lord, this world is no longer what it was before the end of the Dharma." Fang waved his left hand, and a world map appeared in front of the eyes of the Pleiades star official.
"What is this? How did the four continents become like this? The Southern Continent has not changed much, the Western Continent has lost so many places, the Northern Continent has also been broken into large pieces, and what about the Eastern Continent? Why are they all gone?" The Pleiades star official looked at the map light print in shock.
Fang Zuo looked at the map in surprise: "Xingjun, where did Beijuluzhou come from?"
There is an ocean of ice above Russia.
"You are wrong, my friend." The Pleiades official wiped his hand.
The light print on the world map suddenly changed.
"This is the true appearance. Otherwise, why has our clan been called China since the time of the Human Emperor? It is naturally the center of heaven and earth."
When Fang Zuo looked at the map, he found that the direction had been changed by the Pleiades star officer, which was completely different.
"Isn't it spherical?" Fang Zuo said, looking at the map.
"There is no such thing as a sphere. This world is formless and endless. The universe has no shape, and it seems that a lot of things have happened after I fell asleep." The Pleiades star official was silent for a while: "And those insects you saw were just the weakest prison warden. The one who attacked me was much more powerful than these."
"That year, the end of the Dharma was approaching, and the spiritual energy was gradually exhausted. The Three Pure Ones broke their hair buns, but they could not deduce a way out. The Sun Tathagata sat on the lotus pedestal withered, but he could not see clearly what was ahead."
"After discussion, the Three Pure Ones and the Buddha of Lingshan decided to leave this world together and go out to explore and find a way out for these gods and Buddhas in the sky."
"That day, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother held a farewell banquet in Yaochi. I drank a few more cups and was drunk for three days. When I woke up, I was detained. My Great Light Palace was occupied, and my body was put on their bodies, disguising myself as myself."
"I only know that my disciples were slaughtered and disguised. I don't know what happened afterwards."
"But I have been thinking that since I am like this, I may not be the only one in the entire heaven who was attacked. The thirty-three heavens of Daozu and the Great Leiyin Temple of Lingshan Mountain in the West Heaven may also be attacked like me."
"As for who they are and what they are going to do, I have no idea. I only know that not long after, a great war broke out between heaven and earth. When I woke up again, only these prison worms in human shells were left. They sucked my flesh and blood and called themselves gods."
"My little friend, in this period of the Dharma Ending Age, you have achieved the Nascent Soul stage. I think your physical body has also begun to enter the threshold, and you have a chance to become a saint. When the time comes, your Yang Spirit will be born, and your physical body will become a saint. It may not be impossible for you to embark on a great path."
"Perhaps the last chance in this world falls on you."
Fang Zuo shook his head: "Speaking of chance, I did go to the underworld by chance, and I also found an old drum and a book of life and death."
Fang Zuo recounted his experiences in the ancient country of Izumo and the underworld.
Upon hearing this, the Pleiades star official smiled bitterly: "It seems that the Three Pure Ones and the Buddha who left first, as well as the gods and Buddhas who left later, are not doing well outside, otherwise they would not have left this book of the earth. My friend does not accept this cause and effect, and dare not judge right or wrong."
"The time has come. I want to take a look at this strange world before I disappear. I wonder if you would like to take a look at it."
Fang Zuo nodded: "Xingjun, please."
"Thank you." Pleiades waved his sleeves and stood on the edge of the rooftop looking at the night view of Tokyo.
It was that time.
Thousands of houses are lit up, people are singing and dancing, the sky is bright and the moon is shining, the autumn is refreshing! "The wind has dispersed the clouds, and the moon is in the blue sky. Although my path is poor, my song will be in the east!" The star official of the Pleiades laughed loudly and said, "What a flourishing world!"
"It seems that the departure of all the gods and Buddhas may not be a bad thing!"
"Thank you, my friend. I'm going too!"
The Pleiades star official turned around, bowed deeply to Fang Zuo, and his soul slowly disappeared.
Fang Zuo looked at the empty rooftop, feeling melancholy and depressed, with an inexplicable restlessness in his heart.
You all left? What about me?
For a moment, it seemed as if he was the only one left in the world.
Incomparably lonely.
But soon, two sweet shouts interrupted his thoughts.
"Where did this psycho come from? What are you doing in the corner? Are you eavesdropping on our conversation?"
"Who are you? What are you doing here? I'm a prosecutor. Show me your ID card."
Two surprised voices were shouted at Fang Zuo.
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Masami Miura wore purple lace pajamas, revealing her soft curves.
I walked back and forth in the bedroom many times.
The nights in late autumn are a bit chilly.
But she didn't notice anything and her mind was in a mess.
Why did it become like this?
[“The Miura family will also be destroyed because of this! There is no hope of recovery!”]
【“And all this is because of you!”】
[“Miura Masami, you idiot!!”]
She pulled at the same outer cover.
Her father's accusatory words kept ringing in her ears.
She regretted why she did such a thing in a fit of rage.
What should I do now? Miura Masami leaned against the wall, tilted his head back, picked up his phone and dialed a number.
"Hey Sakura."
"What's the matter?" Hojo Sakura felt annoyed when she heard Miura Masami's voice.
She suffered a lot at the hands of Sakura Kurumi and was severely scolded by the Prime Minister's Cabinet and the Security Bureau. This made her, who was very proud, really unable to swallow her anger.
I feel really bad.
"Where are you?" Masami Miura asked into the microphone.
"If you have something to say, just say it." Hojo Sakurana said unhappily.
"Don't do this to me, please." Miura Masami's voice was low, and she could faintly hear crying: "I'm in a bad mood, very sad, I want to see you"
What is this?
The proud Chief Justice seemed to have returned to her sentimental girlhood.
Hojo Sakura was puzzled for a moment, and then she thought of their previous relationship and the daily interactions when they were studying together, and she felt soft-hearted.
"I was drinking on the rooftop of Sky in Shibuya." said Hojo Sakura.
"Wait for me, I'll come to you right away." As soon as the words fell, the phone was hung up.
Hojo Sakura listened to the beeping sound on the phone and shook her head.
I haven't had a drink with her for a long time.
Never mind. It’s a bit lonely being alone.
Hojo Sakura put down her wine glass and looked at the night scene around her.
Shibuya Sky's rooftop bar is the highest bar in Tokyo.
From this vast rooftop, you can overlook the entire night view of Tokyo, including the Tokyo Tower decorated with colorful lights.
Nowadays, there are fewer people drinking on weekdays.
What's more, the temperature on the rooftop is extremely low in late autumn.
Hojo Sakura was the only one on the two-story rooftop of Noda.
After drinking a few glasses of tequila, her face felt slightly hot and her whole body felt a little dry and uncomfortable.
She took off her coat and put it aside, then raised her head and shook her long hair, revealing a wrap underneath that was made entirely of black lace.
The lace was embroidered with small patterns, and the black bra underneath held up a pair of soft breasts.
The fair skin and curvy curves are hidden in the black lace under the dim light.
Vague and looming.
The combination of white skin and black stockings makes her even more sexy and enchanting.
She brushed her long hair, and her whole body was emitting heat and fragrance.
Hojo Sakura pulled out a chair and sat down, took off her high heels, and put her white feet wrapped in black stockings on the table.
Through the railing of the rooftop, I looked out at the hustle and bustle of traffic and the lights of thousands of homes in the distance.
Under the neon lights.
Suddenly I felt very empty.
At this moment, Masami Miura was also on her way to the Shibuya SKY rooftop bar.
She was wearing a little dress and a casual necklace.
Revealing a large area of white under the deep V.
The big waves that were not taken care of carefully have lost some of their curl.
Just like her mood at the moment, extremely uneasy.
The exquisite makeup cannot hide the pain on the little face.
Slightly parted red lips and confused eyes.
I don’t know if Hojo Sakura will agree to her request.
(End of this chapter)
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