Chapter 325: The Battle Between Beautiful Women
Japan's divine kingdom.
In the broken fragments of the heavenly palace.
There were three golden figures and two white figures together.
Unknowingly, only these few gods were left in the entire kingdom of God.
"Inari God is dead," the golden figure said in a deep voice.
"This guy didn't even last long. Although he is a weak logistical soldier, he has survived until now. He has devoured so much incense and the essence of those high-level evolvers, so he can't be this bad." Another golden figure said in a cold tone: "The high-level evolvers in this world have already left. Who else can kill him so quickly?"
The third golden figure said, "It's normal. Our Flesh and Blood Sequence Corps and your Gene Code Corps were all destroyed by that group of high-level evolvers. Without the mother nest and mothership, we really don't have the ability to master the essence of this planet alone."
"The scary thing is not this, but that we have no idea about our opponent and what path we will take in the future."
"If those guys in the seventh universe still have a Messiah, then we can only rely on the core of the plane."
"What should we do now? That great authority is also dead."
The first golden figure said, "Leave it to the Goddess. Before the next great official comes out, all major decisions of Shintoism will be made by the Goddess. I have a feeling that the murderer will come to find us. Let's wait for him."
At this time, it is inside Hakone Shrine in Tokyo.
It's horrible.
Sakura, Sora, Kurumi and the other two stood in the middle of the shrine, looking around with serious expressions.
There were pieces of flesh, body parts, blood and internal organs everywhere.
All the high priests in the shrine died.
Chosokabe Rendaigonji of Shintoism was listed as an SSS-level existence in the records of psychics in various countries, but he died after just one encounter.
And the disgusting god who came down still could not escape death.
Even turned into a pile of rotten meat.
This is troublesome. I can’t write in the report that this pile of rotten meat is a Shinto god.
Sakura Kurumi's small hand was rubbing the handle of the pistol in the holster.
"Director, this report..." The police officer in charge of recording came over and saluted Yingsora Kurumi and asked.
"I will write this report myself." Yingkong Kurumi's cold and beautiful face was stern: "What is the casualty situation of the police officers in our own units?"
"The lecture hall is normal. No one died, but they were all injured. Everyone's eardrums were damaged to varying degrees. They don't look serious at the moment. As for the specific injuries, they still need to be examined by the hospital."
"If it's serious, go to the hospital early." Sakura Kurumi nodded.
The police officers were busy cordoning off the scene and taking photos of each body as evidence.
Who was that powerful psychic and why did he leave like that?
Sakura Kurumi frowned.
I still can't figure out why.
I kept recalling the weird expression on that guy's face.
Could it be that her man scared him away? But if that was the case.
What about Kaede Love and Hashimoto Yuna? Sakura Kurumi thought of this and looked back at Kaede Love and Hashimoto Yuna.
The two men stood behind her in silence, rarely even bickering.
Seeing Sakura Sora Kurumi looking at her, their eyes flashed away in unison.
Weird. Yingkong Kurumi gave the two of them a blank look.
Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuna were nervous. They had some guesses but were not sure. They looked at each other, wondering if their guesses were true.
It was the man's words that scared the guy off.
Sakura Kurumi is a very normal existence in this logical reasoning.
But.
Why is the other party fine ? Could it be that Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuna looked at each other quickly, and then quickly avoided each other.
Biting his lower lip, his expression was exactly the same.
We must call that man out and ask him questions!!! They both had the same idea in their minds.
Such a big incident happened, the Lingyi Society learned the news and quickly arrived at the scene.
"how so??"
The beautiful woman Bai Huizi in a red dress, the new on-duty officer Kono Tetsushi, and two white-haired old men in kimonos arrived together.
Looking at the situation in the field, each other's expressions were shocked.
Over the years, except for a few incidents involving cult organizations, it has been rare for so many people to die.
What's more, they are all Shinto priests.
There were so many casualties.
"Sakurazora Kurumi, are they all the Shinto priests?" Baihuizi looked around and looked at Sakurazora Kurumi, wanting to get accurate information.
"Yes." Sakura Kurumi nodded.
"Choso. Chosokabe Ren Daigonshito. Are they all dead?" Tetsushi Kono looked at the relatively intact head among a pile of rotten flesh in the distance, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
After all, Chosokabe Ren is a supreme being in the realm of Japanese Onmyoji.
After a while, he turned around and shouted at Sakura Kurumi, "Director Sakura Kurumi, I want to know why this happened? How do you, the Tokyo Exorcist Security Department, perform your duties?"
"I don't need to explain to you." Yingsong Kurumi raised her eyebrows and was about to leave.
"I think you need to explain to us." Another white-haired old man came out and blocked Sakura Kurumi's way. His face was very ugly, and his eyes were staring at Sakura Kurumi tightly, as if they were about to spit fire: "I am Chosokabe Yoshi, and Chosokabe Ren Daigonji is my biological brother. Now he died inexplicably, and so many people died at the scene. The Tokyo Exorcist Police Department cannot escape the blame."
"Yes, such a big thing has happened, do you just want to leave like this?" Tetsushi Kono said loudly.
"What do you want to know? Go to the archives of the Spiritual Dissent Association and retrieve my report. The report also contains the video of the scene. Now get out of the way," said Sakura Kurumi calmly.
"I can't wait that long. It's my brother who died. You must give me an explanation. Also, why didn't any of your people die?" The white-haired old man's spiritual power surged through his body, and his aura locked onto Yingkong Kurumi: "And you, why didn't you even get hurt? This is very wrong. You must give me a satisfactory explanation."
Kono Tetsushi also stepped forward, forming a seal with both hands, and firmly locked Sakura Sora Kurumi. "What are you doing?" Bai Huizi stopped her loudly, "The Spiritual Dissent Association has received a request from Chosokabe Lian Daquanshi, and there is no need for the government to intervene. You have seen it."
'Click'
'Click'
'Kacha'
Bai Huizi hadn't finished speaking yet.
The sound of countless safety pins being pulled was instantly heard on the field.
Then there were the sounds of hurried footsteps.
The well-trained police officers surrounded Tetsushi Kono and Yoshihiko Chosokabe.
Dozens of pistols were pointed at the two men.
Dense black bullet holes pierced the faces of the two men.
Tetsushi Kono and Chosokabe Yoshi were too afraid to move for a moment. There were gun muzzles all around their heads, and they couldn't even turn their necks.
"How dare you? Threatening our director in front of us? Blatantly intimidating police officers?" Feng Dielian walked up with a sneer, holding her pistol in her small hand, and tapped the muzzle of the gun on the two men's faces frivolously. She looked at their tense aura that had not yet dissipated, and whispered, "Add another charge, intending to assault senior police officers."
Hashimoto Yuna, who was following closely behind, said with a smile: "I am a witness. I saw with my own eyes that you two threatened and attempted to attack a senior police officer but failed."
"Okay, stop playing." Yingkong Kurumi said coldly: "Hurry up and go back to your work"
These words made Tetsushi Kono and Yoshi Chosokabe breathe a sigh of relief.
What kind of people are these police officers? They pull out their guns when a disagreement occurs and accuse people of a bunch of crimes.
They don't look like police officers, they look like gangsters.
Fortunately, the Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall of the Tokyo Exorcist Guard Department looks a little normal.
But the next second, they knew they were wrong.
"Why are you nagging them? Just handcuff me and put me back. In addition to intimidation and assault, I'm also accused of obstructing a police officer from enforcing his duty." Yingkong Kurumi said calmly, "Detain him for a few days and wait for the cabinet to come and ask for him before releasing him."
"Yes, Director!" Two guys immediately took out handcuffs and handcuffed them with a "click".
His face was full of joy.
Whoever handcuffs the first person gets the reward . The other police officers rolled their eyes.
"What do you want to do? We are the rotating members of the Spiritual Opposition Council. What rights do you have to arrest us?" Tetsushi Kono shouted.
Chosokabe Yoshinori's face turned red, and he couldn't believe it when he saw the handcuffs on his hands.
You were caught just like that?
The beautiful woman Bai Huizi and another member of the Spiritual Opposition Council looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
These two new rotating councillors from Kansai have recently been treated to high praise at welcome banquets hosted by major Onmyoji families in Tokyo.
Under the indoctrination of these Onmyoji families, they unknowingly regarded Sakura Kurumi as a target for showing off their power.
I want to help these families vent their anger.
This is the result.
Bai Huizi coughed and was about to step forward and say something nice.
There was a sound of hurried footsteps.
Several high-ranking priests arrived here.
These are all the high-ranking priests in Kanto.
These are the only ones left.
"Everyone, you came at the right time. My brother, Chosokabe Ren Daigonji, died, but this so-called goddess was unharmed." Chosokabe Yoshi said loudly while wearing handcuffs, "Shintoism should deal with this strange matter properly."
Several priests glanced at Chosokabe Yoshi, and immediately prostrated themselves in front of Sakura Kurumi: "Your Majesty, the oracle has come: until the next great shrine appears, all major events in Japan's shrines will be decided by you."
"Other priests from Kansai are on their way to the audience."
"In the mortal world, you are the representative of the gods, and you are worshipped by 100 million Shinto believers in Japan."
"Your will will be the will of God, and your enemies will be the enemies of Shinto."
After saying this, several priests stood up and stared at Chosokabe Yoshi and Kono Tetsushi.
"Just do what you normally do. I won't interfere with the daily affairs of the major shrines, including personnel appointments and finances." Sakura Kurumi nodded.
The priests breathed a sigh of relief.
After receiving the oracle, I was still frightened.
What he fears most is that the new boss will seize his power and the benefits in his hands will be divided up.
Now it seems that this goddess is indeed very sensible . In his mind, he looked at Chosokabe Yoshi and Kono Tetsuji with even more hostility.
It's time to please the superiors. Someone came up to him. Chosokabe Yoshikazu and Kono Tetsuji looked at these gods and felt cold in their hearts. They wanted to slap themselves hard. This Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall didn't expect that he couldn't shake him at all. This damn Onmyoji family in Tokyo pushed them out to be such unlucky people.
"Cuff them and lock them up for a few days." Yingkong Kurumi glanced at the two guys and said, "If they don't behave on the road, you are allowed to use batons. Remember to soak them all over."
"Yes!!" Several police officers stepped forward and escorted the pale-faced Chosokabe Yoshi and Kono Tetsushi away.
After tonight, the whole of Japan will probably know what happened to these two people.
It will be difficult to raise your head in the future.
"Goddess." One of the priests stepped forward with an embarrassed look on his face, his lips trembling as he wanted to say something.
"Don't worry, I will order the police to install high-speed cameras at all shrines, and then assign police officers to guard them." Yingkong Kurumi said: "This murderer also suffered a great loss here. I believe he will not cause you any trouble in the short term."
"Thank you so much, Goddess. Praise you." Several priests were delighted.
This siege failed like this, even the Great Power and the descending gods died. It would be a lie to say that I'm not afraid. Yingkong Hutao glanced at the pile of rotten meat of the gods in the distance.
This is the goal of that psychic. He killed all the high priests, so these ordinary priests should not care about it.
"You take charge of this place, I'll leave for a while." Yingkong Kurumi walked up to Feng Dielian and said.
"Where are you going?" asked Hashimoto Yuina.
"I'm going to trouble that Dr. Furukawa Miu." Sakura Kurumi raised her eyebrows and said, "If that guy hadn't interfered, I would have given the order to increase the power and kill him."
"How could there be so many things going on now?" Yingkong Kurumi patted the dust off her leather jacket and said, "We have to get back the losses we suffered from the shock."
"Oh, by the way, in the case of Governor Miura, the opposing defense attorney asked our police department to appear in court for questioning. Please go there for me as well."
Feng Dielian curled her red lips: "Why is it always me?"
"After all, you are my right-hand man," said Sakura Kurumi with a smile.
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Miura Masami sat in the courtroom in his chief justice robes, pushing up his thin-framed glasses.
I didn't sleep all night and my face didn't look very good.
This trial attracted the attention of the public and the entire judicial community.
Live broadcast and open trial will be conducted simultaneously.
She was originally supposed to avoid suspicion, but because she was a whistleblower, she was given an exception to try the case due to public outcry.
Governor Miura walked in with a smile, wearing handcuffs and leg irons, escorted by two court police officers.
His steps did not seem heavy because he was a prisoner.
"Dear sister, I haven't seen you for a long time. I missed you so much." Governor Miura raised his hands and showed the shackles meaningfully in front of Miura Masami.
Then he pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and smiled kindly, revealing his snow-white teeth.
The sunlight hit his lenses and teeth, reflecting an eerie, multicolored glow.
"You haven't come to see me in all these days." Governor Miura walked slowly into the dock and said, "If my father knew about this in the underworld, he would never forgive you."
"You know, I dream about my dad almost every night these days. He keeps telling me that he is too lonely and he must have you accompany him."
"Sister, I know you love dad, right?"
When he said the last two words, they almost popped out from his teeth.
For him, if there is anything in this world that he is attached to, it is his father.
Is there anything more hateful than having your own sister kill your own father?
And he also sent himself to prison.
Masami Miura said nothing, still having an instinctive fear of his younger brother from childhood to adulthood.
not to mention.
All live broadcasts were broadcast to audiences across the country, including the jury and live audiences.
Not a single abnormality can be missed.
At this time.
A beautiful woman walked in quickly from outside with several assistants.
It was Erin Hayes and her team of assistants.
She walked to the defense table wearing a women's suit, her feet wrapped in flesh-colored stockings and commuter leather shoes.
Smiling, he said to Miura Masami, "Dear Chief Justice, this is the new evidence we submitted to the court."
After saying that, he took out a stack of documents and handed them to the court clerk.
"Why didn't you submit it to the court earlier?" Masami Miura took the document from the clerk and flipped through it.
"Japanese law does not stipulate that all evidence must be submitted before the trial." Erin Hayes said with a smile: "My behavior is in line with Japanese legal procedures."
Then, Hojo Sakurana, wearing a prosecutor's uniform, walked in with several colleagues and came to the prosecution seat.
Because of the passionate service she had given Fang Zuo, her face was flushed with satisfaction.
She and Miura Blonde looked at each other, nodded, and indicated that she would do her best.
Masami Miura slams the gavel.
Everyone stood up.
After swearing in the court, they sat down together again.
"Now, I declare the trial to begin. Defense attorney, state the relationship that you want to prove with the new evidence you just submitted." Miura Masami flipped through the new evidence and was shocked.
No wonder he handed it over at the last minute. He was probably afraid that the other party would find these so-called witnesses to overturn his confession.
"Okay, Your Excellency, these are testimonies from prominent Japanese figures," Irene Hayes stood up and said, "Among them are the Honorary Justice who was awarded a medal by the Emperor himself, the Honorary Deans of the University of Tokyo and Waseda University, and elites from all walks of life."
"These people are the foundation of the entire Japanese society. If their testimony cannot be trusted, then no one in the entire country can be trusted."
"Their testimonies clearly describe how they met my lawyer, and also fully prove that my lawyer is a highly respected, friendly, and law-abiding citizen."
"Also, the second piece of evidence is a certificate provided by the World Red Cross Organization and the World Children's Organization, proving that my client donates three quarters of his income to the Red Cross and African children every year."
"Three quarters of the income, that's not a small amount."
"These testimonies are enough to show that my client is a kind person who would never commit such a cruel murder."
"I object to the recognition of the legality and procedure of this evidence. The other defense lawyer is simply too ridiculous." Hojo Sakura stood up and said, "How can such a confession on paper easily overturn the charge of murder against Governor Miura?"
"It would be a bit too presumptuous to overturn the murder charge based on a few testimonies from socially reputable people."
"Then what do we need all the evidence for..."
"Your Honor, members of the jury, of course, this cannot overturn the charges." Erin Hayes smiled: "What I want to point out is that this is just a premise to prove my defense lawyer's social status and daily moral behavior."
"It does not directly prove the evidence of the accusation. I think it will be accepted by the court."
Miura Masami hesitated for a moment and banged the gavel: "The objection is invalid. The jurors can follow the other side's lawyer's suggestion and include these documents in the defendant's certificate of conduct."
"Thank you, Chief Justice." Erin Hayes bowed slightly and turned around. "Next, I would like to question the suspicious points in the evidence in the case. I would like to ask if the witnesses Feng Dielian and Yingkong Kurumi, who were present in the case, were present at the scene?"
Miura Masami raised his head and looked at the clerk.
The clerk of the court stood up and said:
"Your Excellency, Chief Justice, due to a major incident, Feng Die Lian and Ying Kong Kurumi are temporarily absent from the witness stand."
"I received a message from Deputy Feng Dielian that she will come to the court soon."
"It's okay. We can wait for Deputy Feng Die Lian. Now, I want to question another witness who was present at the time." Irene Hayes smiled at Miura Masami and pointed the blood-red nails on her little hands at her: "That's you, Chief Justice Miura Masami."
"So, defendant's lawyer, what do you want to ask me?" Masami Miura said lightly.
At this time, Fang Zuo, who was regulating his breathing, received three text messages from women at the same time . The questions they asked were exactly the same. (End of this chapter)
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