Chapter 322 The Struggle of Several Beautiful Women
"What's wrong? Sakura Kurumi is my best friend, so I have to be clingy with her. I'm not clingy with you!" Hashimoto Yuna rolled her eyes.
"We are working, carrying out our mission. Isn't your vacation over yet? Is the Maritime Self-Defense Force so idle?" Feng Hualian stared at the camera screen and did not forget to bicker with her: "Or is your position dispensable?"
"Is it okay if I apply for a few more days of vacation? I am now a hero in the Japanese military, so what's wrong with asking for a few more days of vacation?"
Sakura Kurumi ignored the two of them and stood side by side with Chosokabe Ren Daigonji, looking at the several screens in front of them.
Also standing next to him was Tetsuya Kinoshita of Japan's National Public Safety Agency.
Although Tetsuo Kinoshita, who was driven out of the Police Department by Sakurazora Kurumi, had some opinions about the director of the Police Department, he did not dare to cross the line.
He was two levels lower in both police rank and position, so he didn't dare to stand on the same level as Yingsora Kurumi and stood one step back.
This is also the self-awareness he developed during his years of working in Japan.
The unbridgeable gap between superiors and subordinates.
"Your Majesty, are you really sure that the murderer will come?" Yingkong Kurumi frowned on her delicate little face, her long black hair tied into a high ponytail, and her beautiful legs wrapped in tight black leather pants.
Standing diagonally, the long legs have smooth lines.
The holster was tied behind the waist, and the little hand was pressing on the handle of the gun in the holster.
"Your Excellency, since this murderer is specifically targeting Shintoism, it is obviously a provocation. He looks so powerful in the video. I think he will not let go of such a good opportunity." Chosokabe Ren Daigonji took off his priest uniform and put on a black military uniform.
He took off his sacrificial hat, revealing a bald head covered with scars.
With gauntlets on his hands, he was obviously a priest who was good at close combat.
"I have transferred all the high-ranking priests in the Tokyo metropolitan area here in the name of a ceremony." Chosokabe Ren Daigonshi touched the scar on his head and said in a deep voice:
"If he really wants to provoke Shintoism so brazenly, then he will definitely not miss this opportunity."
"Even if he suspects it's a trap, I think with his strength, he won't retreat."
"It makes him even more excited. This is the confidence of a high-level person!!"
"I really don't need to mobilize the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department?" Sakura Kurumi still felt something was wrong: "Or let this Kinoshita Tetsuya mobilize their Public Security Bureau's action team."
"I'm sorry, Sakura Kurumi-san." Kinoshita Tetsuo said with his head slightly lowered, "Our Public Security Bureau's action team is currently hunting down the murderer who assassinated the cabinet minister and the ambassador to China. The director is leading the team personally, so I'm afraid we can't spare any manpower."
"The murderer who assassinated the cabinet minister and the ambassador to China?" Yingkong Kurumi paused for a moment, and the figure of Chiba Iori appeared in her mind. She suppressed her anxious mood, turned around and asked calmly: "Have you found the murderer's trace?"
"Of course." Kinoshita Tetsuya looked at Sakura Kurumi proudly.
In this heinous murder case, the Public Security Bureau was far ahead of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.
I heard that the National Security Agency still has no clue, but I have already identified the murderer.
Being able to surpass Sakura Sora Kurumi and her Police Department, who are currently very popular in Tokyo, is something worth showing off.
In the end, they were able to win over the National Police Agency and catch the murderer, which was undoubtedly a case that shocked Japan.
"Is the murderer a man or a woman?" Yingsong Kurumi asked calmly.
"Uh" Kinoshita Tetsuo hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should say it.
"Why? I didn't ask anything else, and you don't even dare to reveal your gender?" Yingkong Kurumi glanced at him with a smile: "Don't you need to go to our Security Department to retrieve the entry registration file?"
"Ha, you're joking, of course you can." Kinoshita Tetsuo laughed dryly and said, "At present, our Public Security Bureau has targeted two murderers, a man and a woman."
"A man and a woman," Yingsora Kurumi repeated silently in her heart.
Chiba Iori, what on earth have you been through in North America these years? Chosokabe Lian Daquan saw Yingkong Kurumi lost in thought and thought she was worried about the ambush tonight.
I feel even more relieved.
"Don't worry, Your Excellency the Goddess. Since this is a provocation to Shintoism, then Shintoism will use its own strength to tell him that there is nothing that God cannot do." Chosokabe Lian Daquanshi's eyes were filled with confidence: "Today, a post-god will descend from the Kingdom of God. Your Excellency the Goddess, a post-god has not descended from the secular world for nearly a hundred years."
"It is an honor for you and me to witness this kind of scene with our own eyes!!"
Sakura Kurumi smiled in approval, but she didn't care in her heart and didn't think so at all.
What a bullshit omnipotent god Her man is the one! After meeting her man, she already knew that there are higher-level existences in this world. These Shinto priests alone are probably no match for the murderer.
It doesn't matter if they die. Although I have the protection of men, I am not afraid of the murderer.
But Kaede Kaede and Hashimoto Yuna are still here.
What's more, it would be better if we could catch him so that we can give an explanation to our superiors.
Thinking of this, Yingkong Kurumi said, "Your Majesty, I have to excuse myself for a moment. I'm going to make a phone call to arrange some tasks for the Security Department."
"Please make yourself at your service, Goddess," said Chosokabe Lian Daquanshi with a slight bow, showing great respect for Sakura Sora Kurumi.
Different from ordinary goddesses and goddesses.
To some extent, the current power of this goddess is even higher than that of the emperor. Although there are hundreds of millions of Shinto believers in Japan, many of them are multi-faith believers, such as the current Prime Minister Shigeru Seba.
He is a Shintoist and a Catholic.
At this moment, there are not many believers like the goddess Sakura Kurumi who only believes in Shintoism, is so dedicated and has such power.
Today, as religion is increasingly losing power, there are many things in Shintoism that require the help of the goddess Sakura Kurumi.
To put it bluntly, if a few fearless gangsters come to cause trouble, the priests still have to call the police first. They can't just bury all of them in the backyard.
Even if the major shrines want to rebuild the road in front of the shrine or add a few surveillance cameras, they need the approval of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Agency.
Perhaps it is because of this that today, when the power of God is gradually declining, there are some people who are so ignorant of the danger that they blatantly challenge Shintoism.
Chosokabe Lian Daquanshi sneered in his heart.
Tonight, all of Japan will know that Shinto is still Shinto.
Just like the Emperor is still the Emperor, even without power, he is still the symbol of Japan.
Sakura Kurumi turned around and walked out, while winking at Kaede Karen.
Kaede Karen, who was watching the screen, understood what she meant and followed behind Sakura Kurumi.
Hashimoto Yuna also quickly followed the two women out.
"Immediately take my signed order and mobilize the Special Crisis Management Team of the National Security Agency, and then go to the armory to collect weapons." Yingkong Kurumi said: "Ordinary weapons are useless. Call in the two million volt electric grid gun and various electronic pulse equipment."
"Okay!" Feng Hualian asked to confirm, "Are all the crisis management teams dispatched?"
"Everyone, bring the personnel from Section 7 and Section 8." Sakura Kurumi nodded. "That guy is quite fierce. Have the team bring a full set of infrared and thermal imaging equipment. Also, bring particle RPGs. Surround the shrine for me."
"Do you want me to contact the Land and Maritime Self-Defense Forces and turn on the high-power Aegis radar?" said Hashimoto Yuna.
"Not for now." Yingkong Kurumi shook her head: "Fortunately, this guy only targeted Shintoism and did not raise the security level to such a high level."
"I'll go right away," Feng Hualian turned around and left.
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In a busy bar in Shibuya, Tokyo.
Irene Hayes and Selina Xingli were already a little tipsy.
Both beautiful women's faces were flushed.
Even her originally fair neck and chest turned slightly red.
Many men came over to chat with me along the way.
Especially the woman next to her whose inner garment is about to explode.
Any man who comes to the bar will see this pair of huge, naturally gifted hanging bells at first sight after two drinks.
In today's world where thinness is considered beautiful for women, men are gradually preferring slightly plump women, not to mention having such a sacred object.
They all hope to meet Selina Anli.
The other one also had a big chest, about the size of an F, but it pales in comparison to the woman next to her.
Neither of the two women paid any attention to the men.
From time to time, they talked about interesting things and gossip from their school days, and naturally, like other women, they took selfies non-stop.
"I told you she wouldn't come," Irene Hayes suddenly said sarcastically, rolling up her sleeves and looking at her watch. "It's so late, and she hasn't come yet."
"Please hurry her up. If she doesn't come, we'll leave. I'm hungry, so let's go to the izakaya to eat something."
"No, I urged her not long ago. She said she was on the way." Selina Anri quickly took out her cell phone and checked to see if Furukawa Miu had any new messages for her.
"Are you going to hurry me up? If not, I'm leaving. You stay here and wait for her alone." Irene Hayes frowned and stood up angrily and said, "How can this be justified? After all, we are still the guests and she is the landlord."
"Okay, okay, I'll ask her where she is right now." Selina Xingli quickly grabbed Irene Hayes's hand and pulled her to sit down again, then she turned on her cell phone and prepared to make another call.
At this moment.
"I'm here, I'm sorry, I'm late." Furukawa Miu walked in with long hair and a sweater. She wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and walked in front of the two people and bowed:
"Sorry, sorry. Another piece of research data came in, so I took a few more glances at it and wasted time."
"You talk as if everyone is busy. I have a court hearing tomorrow." Erin Hayes sneered, "If you are so busy, don't come and avoid being an eyesore."
Selina Anri quickly pulled Furukawa Miu to sit down, poured her a glass of beer, and winked at her.
Furukawa Miu understood and raised her glass, saying to Irene Hayes, "I'm sorry, our lawyer, I apologize to you! Please forgive me."
After saying that, he tilted his neck back and drank the whole thing in one gulp.
Then she grabbed the cup with one hand and turned it over, indicating that she had drunk it all, and covered her red lips with the other hand and burped lightly.
Irene Hayes looked a little better.
Selina Anli then poured beer for the two of them, and the three of them raised their glasses, clinked them together, and each took a sip.
"How is Irene? How is tomorrow's case? Are you confident?" asked Miu Furukawa.
"Oh, the great doctor still cares about my lawsuit," Irene Hayes curled her lips.
The little face was still a little cold and didn't say anything.
"Look how much Miyu cares about you. She asked about you first and didn't ask about my own affairs." Selina Anri said quickly.
The little feet wearing purple high heels under the table took off the high heels.
The plump feet wrapped in flesh-colored stockings kicked Irene Hayes.
"Don't worry, I've never lost a lawsuit." Irene Hayes was kicked and looked at Selina Xingli, then said.
"As expected of our great lawyer." Furukawa Miu raised her glass to Irene Hayes, clinked glasses with hers, took another sip, turned her head and asked, "What about you? Selina, has the wife of the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi agreed to your request? Will you help the Japanese in Brazil?"
"I haven't agreed yet." Selina Anli smiled a little when she saw the relationship between the two ease. After hearing the question, the smile turned bitter and she shook her head: "But there is hope, thanks to Irene's help."
"What do you mean by help or not? Your business is my business!" Irene Hayes patted Selina Xingli's hand comfortingly: "As long as I win this lawsuit and help that lady win the lawsuit, I don't think she will be too upset, and even if she has any more conditions, they won't be harsh."
"I hope so." Selina Anri remembered the conditions proposed by Morisawa Kana.
Suddenly, a trace of regret flashed through my mind. Why was I so stupid at that time? If I had gritted my teeth and served that man, wouldn't everything have been solved?
What's more, the man's muscles were so strong. Those abdominal muscles, that strength, that splash. Selina Xingli swallowed her saliva.
Thinking of this, my mind recalled the lewd scene at that time. My body felt hot. I rubbed my legs, raised my beer glass, and drank the rest of the beer in big gulps.
I am so stupid!!
"It's all my fault. I'm useless and can only do scientific research. I can't help you two." Furukawa Miu raised her glass and pushed her gold-rimmed glasses: "No matter what, I hope both of you can complete your tasks smoothly."
"Okay, let's not talk about these things that will spoil the fun." Selina Xingli forced a smile, raised her glass, and pushed Irene Hayes: "Come on, let's take a photo of the three of us after we finish drinking."
“We haven’t taken a photo together for many years.”
Three empty cups put down.
Three faces, each with their own unique characteristics, were put together.
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At the same time, inside the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo.
Hojo Sakura and Miura Masami carefully avoided the bruises on each other's bodies and washed off the sweat and stains on their bodies.
Then they walked out limply, wrapped in bath towels.
Looking at the wet sheets, the two looked at each other with their faces becoming more flushed, and they turned around and could only sit on the sofa.
Looking at the messy sofa, the two of them sat on the chairs on the balcony.
The scent of the two people's debauchery still lingered in the room.
They once again saw each other's unreserved wildness, and at the same time saw each other's most private parts, which brought them much closer.
"Thank you." Hojo Sakurana looked at Miura Masami and said gratefully. She touched her smooth neck and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
Despite Miura Masami's unauthorized actions, she suffered the wrath of more men, which made her scream.
But she still begged her owner to take off the pet chain around her neck.
The owner also rewarded her for doing a good job and took away the pet chain from her neck.
Before Hojo Sakura fell into coma, she saw the blonde beauty being taken away by her master.
Only then did she realize that Masami Miura had done many things that she didn't know about.
"Why don't you let the master help you solve this matter?" Hojo Sakura suddenly said, "The court will be in session tomorrow. You look very nervous, don't you?"
"In that case, why don't you ask the master for help? I believe it will be a very simple thing for him."
"As a slave, you should have the awareness of a slave. If we can't even solve this problem, what's the value of our existence?" Miura Masami lay charmingly on the chair, stroking her body with a finger, still savoring the gradually fading aftertaste.
"But you have no confidence, don't you?" Hojo Sakura looked at Miura Masami's intoxicated look, and a little blush appeared on her skin again. "Otherwise, you wouldn't have begged me to be the prosecutor in your case the last time we met."
"It's a lie to say I'm absolutely sure. After all, Irene Hayes is a famous criminal judge in North America. Since she dared to come out to defend my brother, she must be sure of it." Miura Masami sighed, "Even if I don't have confidence, I can't use this matter to beg the master. If a person doesn't even have this little value, what can he use to beg the master?"
"So you came to me to help you. Are you so sure that I will do my best as a prosecutor and send that guy to jail?" Hojo Sakura looked at the scenery outside the window: "Aren't you afraid that I will just brush you off?"
"Let me ask you, based on your sense of justice, do you think that the bodies buried in my backyard and the victims of the unjust case more than ten years ago were killed by my brother?" Miura Masami asked Hojo Sakurana with a serious face.
"I'm not a judge. I will only conduct necessary monitoring in court based on the evidence." Hojo Sakurana turned around and met Miura Masami's gaze without giving a direct answer.
"This is not a courtroom. I hope you can speak your true thoughts." Miura Masami said, "Without any factors, just the purest thoughts."
"If you put aside my identity, my answer to you is," Hojo Sakurana paused, "your brother is more than a murderer, he is a perverted murderer. There is no such coincidence in the world, plus those recordings."
"That's why I came to you. I don't trust anyone else." Miura Masami said sternly, "I came to you not because we have a good relationship, but because your sense of justice will never let me fight alone."
"I came to you because I know that your sense of justice will not allow you to accept the interference of various other factors and make accusations against your will."
"The Miura family has deep roots in the judicial community. To be honest with you, these days I've seen many people from the Miura family who support my brother contacting various people and visiting him in prison."
"With their power and connections, perhaps, if they replace the prosecutor, he will be their man."
Hojo Sakura was silent for a long time.
Suddenly I didn’t recognize Masami Miura anymore.
This classmate of mine seems to have grown a lot since his father died.
While she was calculating the various conditions of the entire lawsuit, she also accurately controlled her own character.
She is right.
I will never accept bribes or pressure from my superiors.
Now that I am a prosecutor, I will make good use of the evidence in my hands and send the criminal to where he should be.
I used to think that Masami Miura was very childish, but now it seems that she has grown up.
And I am still asking such childish questions.
"Then where do you think the lawyer will start?" Hojo Sakura asked, "Since you have thought of all this, you must have done some research on the great lawyer from North America."
"It's hard to say. I've analyzed all the cases filed by Irene Hayes these days." Miura Masami said: "Procedural justice, public pressure, morality first, she doesn't seem to have any inherent means to fight lawsuits. She uses whatever means to win, even..."
Masami Miura paused, stood up, opened a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, picked up two wine glasses, and poured a glass each for himself and Hojo Sakurana.
After handing it to Hojo Sakurano, Miura Masami continued, "In early 2023, a train derailment pollution incident occurred in Ohio, USA. The derailed train was carrying dozens of tons of vinyl chloride, which polluted the local environment."
"When local residents hired lawyers to collect evidence to sue Norfolk Southern, the vinyl chloride was inexplicably burned before being released into the air."
"Dioxins formed by burning vinyl chloride are carcinogens that can exist for many years in underground environments, but they are difficult to find evidence of."
"The barrister hired by Norfolk Southern at the time was the Irene Hayes team."
"As far as I know, the boss behind Norfolk Southern is the President of the United States who is about to step down."
Miura Masami stood up, with his back to Hojo Sakura, looking at the intoxicating night view of Tokyo outside the window, took a big sip of red wine, and said in a deep voice: "Even... Five environmental consultants hired by the residents died in a plane crash on their way to Ohio for testing."
Miura Masami turned around and looked at Hojo Sakurano, smiled bitterly and said: "How can I not worry about such a vicious opponent?"
"There is also a case where a Boeing employee was sued. This old Boeing employee had a large amount of evidence of Boeing's various shoddy workmanship and neglect of quality, and he filed a lawsuit against Boeing."
"The evidence is almost irrefutable. Even if Boeing can clear itself of some of the charges, it will not be able to escape the hefty fine."
"But shortly after being questioned by Boeing's lawyers, the veteran employee committed suicide in his truck."
"That lawyer. Also Irene Hayes"
"How can I not worry about an opponent like this?"
Miura Masami shook his head and sighed.
"Maybe it's not as bad as you think." Hojo Sakura met Miura Masami's gaze, slowly raised the glass and drank a sip of red wine, and after a while said: "This is Tokyo after all, Irene Hayes doesn't have that much power."
"Many of her methods are useless here."
"Yes, maybe you are right, but I cannot lose even if there is a slight chance." Miura Masami's pale face flushed: "My brother must not be acquitted. It was me who exposed him."
"If he is guilty, then I am a hero, and I can naturally take over the century-old judicial layout of the Miura family."
"If he is acquitted, then I will be the one who almost destroyed their interests, and my brother and the entire Miura family will take away everything from me."
"My identity, my status, my reputation."
"Perhaps, the next time you see her, it will be Miura Masami who has committed suicide somewhere and has nothing left."
“I would never commit suicide, though.”
Miura Masami held her own hand tightly. "Tomorrow, I must not lose!!"
(End of this chapter)
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