Chapter 336 Shiraishi Nagimitsu and Shiraishi Mei
Kiyotaka Nakata and others kept their heads prostrated in the direction of Kana Morisawa and moved their knees backwards.
Until he moved out of the door and closed it, and the female leader was no longer in sight.
Then they stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.
My legs, numb from kneeling, were trembling slightly.
Everyone was sweating profusely from fear.
The aura of this female leader is too strong.
It's almost suffocating.
"Are you okay?" Several people asked about Kiyotaka Nakata's finger.
"Of course it's okay, you guys, this is a good thing. These two fingers mean that Madam has saved our lives." Nakata Kiyotaka looked at the mutilated palm excitedly.
As the second generation of gangsters, he has been exposed to everything about the Yamaguchi-gumi since childhood.
This behavior of bypassing one's boss and looking for the ringleader is not allowed by any organization and is considered a betrayal.
Now, he was forgiven with just two fingers, regained an extremely glorious position, and gained the trust of the lady.
The Nakata family, the Nakata family is about to rise!!
Nakata Kiyotaka wanted to go to his father's grave right away and tell him the good news!!
"Let's go and start our great cause!" Nakata Kiyotaka was extremely happy. He raised his right arm and shouted with the slogan of victory in the Warring States Period: "Hey~~Hey~~~!"
"Ah~~!!" The others raised their arms in response.
"Are you looking for death? What are you shouting about?" A police officer's voice and the sound of footsteps were heard nearby.
A few people looked over and saw a woman in a black leather jacket frowning and walking towards them in high heels.
Ta-da-da. The curves are graceful.
Extremely cool and beautiful.
Her small hands were on the gun bag beside her waist.
Her red lips were tightly pursed.
There was no trace of them in that pair of beautiful eyes, but there was an invisible pressure pushing them against the wall.
Kiyotaka Nakata and his companions quickly bent down and made room against the wall.
Sakura Kurumi didn't even look at them, she just opened the door and walked in.
Then he heard his female leader's slightly flattering voice: "Hey, you're here, Chief."
Kiyotaka Nakata and his companions instantly knew who was coming.
Several people swallowed their saliva. No wonder this beautiful woman gave them such a great pressure invisibly.
It's really the mouse that meets the cat.
The natural crushing of identity.
"If you have nothing to do, just leave immediately." The police officer who came with Sakura Kurumi shouted.
"Yes, yes!" Kiyotaka Nakata and others left quickly under the gaze of the police officers.
indoor.
"Are you using me to teach someone a lesson?" Yingkong Kurumi looked at the severed finger and the fruit knife on the table and asked, "What happened?"
There was a large pool of blood on the ground.
"I'm sorry, Director, something happened for a moment. I'll clean it up right away." Kana Morisawa and Mukai Miyagi stood up to greet them, and said somewhat embarrassedly when they saw the bloodstains in the room.
"No need, throw it in the trash and I'll ask the cleaner to pick it up." Yingkong Kurumi waved her little hand: "I'm afraid you'll have to stay in there for a while. The Public Security Bureau is now busy tracking down the murderer who killed the Minister of Finance and the Ambassador to China. They don't have time to deal with you."
"It's okay. I also want to thank the director for protecting me." Kana Morisawa said with a smile.
"We are all family, so let's not be polite." Yingkong Kurumi shook her head and said, "Is there anything else you need to live here?"
"No more." Kana Morisawa shook her head, and suddenly remembered what Kiyotaka Nakata had just said, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Just say whatever you want to say. If I can do it, there will be no problem. If I can't, I will tell you directly." Yingsong Kurumi keenly noticed her hesitation.
"It's like this." Kana Morisawa recounted what had just happened without hiding anything.
Establishing an international online money laundering center?
Do you also want to annex India and establish the largest international fraud center?
After listening to this, Yingkong Kurumi looked deeply at the female leader of Zhiyan.
What a big ambition!!! It seems that it is necessary for my man to keep her. Even if I become more powerful and climb higher, I am still limited to Japan.
But this woman can slowly spread her branches from underground to the whole world.
"I can't release the prisoners. It's not within my power, but." Yingkong Kurumi said after a moment's hesitation: "I can contact a Supreme Court justice for you. It should be possible to solve it with her help."
"Oh?" Kana Morisawa was surprised and happy.
It seems that I have underestimated the powerful Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall Chief.
She even has a Supreme Court Justice in her network.
It seems that everything is going well. —————
And the Chief Justice had no idea that he was mentioned last night.
She only knew that she might lose her honor, her status, everything.
After tossing and turning all night without falling asleep, Masami Miura woke up early and slowly put on her makeup.
Then he mechanically walked to the open kitchen and turned on the toaster.
today.
Today, she will face her younger brother who is about to be released.
Today, she will face her own end.
After Hojo Sakurana refused to frame herself.
It is foreseeable.
After this court session, there was no new evidence to support the case.
The jury will find Governor Miura not guilty based on the principle that the benefit of the doubt is given to the defendant, and the bodies in the backyard will be completely disposed of by Governor Miura.
He was then charged with attempted murder.
And this is a small crime.
It is even possible that under the manipulation of public opinion and the operation of lawyer Irene, the crime will be attributed to mental abnormality caused by the death of his father.
After winning the sympathy of the jury, you can regain your freedom by paying some money.
After all, Governor Miura is the eldest son of the Miura family, and he is a university professor.
You can continue to teach your own judicial students.
The elders of the Miura family will still support him.
Not only will he lose everything he has now, but he will also likely have to face revenge from his own brother.
Masami Miura kept thinking about his miserable end.
Until the bread machine made a ding sound.
Only then did she come to her senses.
But he found that his chest was already wet.
All tiny beads of sweat.
The meat is shiny and glossy.
Her bra was soaked with sweat from fear and stuck tightly to her skin.
Miura Masami took a deep breath.
He slowly took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom with his head lowered.
There must be a way.
She told herself.
Of course. I don’t want to die yet ——————
Shiraishi Nagimitsu sat in Fang Zuo's arms, holding his mobile phone and carefully looking at the marching route of the Japanese Peacekeeping Self-Defense Force on the map.
There were no surprises in all other routes on the map, and the first port arrived at was the South Sudan military port.
There is only one suspicious point.
I stayed in the waters near Fukushima Prefecture for so long.
A Hyuga-class light aircraft carrier.
Three Osumi-class landing ships.
More than 2,000 Japanese peacekeeping troops stayed in the waters near the Fukushima nuclear power plant for ten days.
Not normal.
Absolutely abnormal.
"What's wrong?" Fang Zuo saw Shiraishi Nagimitsu looking at the map absentmindedly.
"I feel something is wrong." Shiraishi Nagi pointed at the map and asked, "Why did this unit stay here for so long?"
"Do you suspect it's related to the Fukushima nuclear power plant?" Fukushima is such a big deal, and even if Fang Zuo doesn't care much about other things, he knows about it.
"Um."
"Just look at the time and you'll know if it's correct?" Fang Zuo reminded.
"I'm watching." Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled charmingly, sat in the man's arms, tilted her face upwards, and gently kissed his lower chin.
I thought of the same thing.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu opened the old news and reviewed the time when the accident occurred at the Fukushima nuclear power plant.
March 11, 2011.
Let’s look at the time of the Japanese peacekeeping force.
It set off on March 12, 2011, and returned to the waters near the Fukushima nuclear power plant on March 13, 2011.
After waiting for 12 days, I left on March 25th.
"It seems that they are related." Fang Zuo said, "It can't be such a coincidence."
"Well, unless the Ministry of Defense asks this peacekeeping Self-Defense Force to participate in the rescue of the nuclear power plant." Shiraishi Nagiko shook his head after he finished speaking, denying his own idea: "Impossible, there is no reason to command these warships to rescue. The military port there is far away and it is not easy to land."
"With the time available, it would be enough to order a Ground Self-Defense Force unit from a nearby military camp to rush to the scene of the accident."
"Although I don't understand politics, I've seen you deal with so many messy things in the Japanese political circle. If this peacekeeping force is successful in the rescue, your politicians should jump out to take credit for it." Fang Zuo said: "If there is no news about taking credit, then it must have nothing to do with the aid."
"You're absolutely right. Besides, those guys will definitely go on the news at their own expense and buy TV stations to run a ticker tape for a month." Shiraishi Nagi smiled while covering her mouth. "This is a great opportunity for me to attract the public's attention."
"Why don't you also run for election? You have a Japanese identity anyway. With your skills, you will surely be able to quickly become the prime minister."
Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows and whispered in Shiraishi Nagi's ear: "What do you mean by prime minister? Aren't you the future female prime minister? Just be the prime minister."
Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned around shyly and bit the man's neck lightly.
She immediately realized that something was wrong with the man, and twisted her waist to beg for mercy, rubbing her soft buttocks backwards: "Master, I can't take it anymore, please spare me."
But the pair of big hands had already left the position of fiddling, and moved down with five fingers to support the rippling buttocks and picked her up.
"Why did it stay there for more than ten days?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu said breathlessly while lying on Fang Zuo's chest.
I didn't want to move even a finger in my body, only my brain was still working rapidly.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu struggled to take the phone and repeatedly looked at the information about the peacekeeping force.
[A Hyuga-class light aircraft carrier. ]
【Three Osumi-class landing ships. 】
Shiraishi Nagi's mind suddenly lit up.
Lie up.
"Have you thought of the clue?" Fang Zuo asked.
"No, but I thought of a family that might know some clues." Shiraishi Nagiko lowered her red lips and kissed the man's chest lightly: "This family is still subservient to you. It was you who asked them to come to me."
Fang Zuo was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that this was the case. The women in that family were extremely coquettish and had huge appetites. "What is that? Bai Huizi?"
Shiraishi Nagiko nodded and said, "Mitsubishi Heavy Industries of the Iwasaki family almost monopolizes the manufacturing of most Japanese warships. I wonder if these ships were built by them. If so, maybe they have some way to get some clues."
After saying that, she picked up her phone and called Bai Huizi.
Since Iwasaki Hitoshi is old and often sleeps, in order not to affect things, Momoe is usually the one who communicates in the middle.
"Hello, Congressman Shiraishi, is there anything the Iwasaki family can help you with?" Bai Huizi's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I want to ask you something." Shiraishi Nagimitsu did not explain the cause and effect, but only asked if there was any way to know the situation of the fleet.
"Yes, but it will take time to verify whether they were made by our shipyard." Bai Huizi nodded and said, "These warships are all repaired and maintained by our Mitsubishi Heavy Industries. It should not be difficult to find the data stored by the cameras inside."
"Okay, I'll leave it to you." Shiraishi Nagi nodded: "This matter needs to be kept confidential, don't reveal it to anyone."
"Of course, Councillor Shiraishi, don't worry. After I locate those warships and engineers, I will personally keep an eye on this matter." Bai Huizi on the other end of the phone said affirmatively, and suddenly paused, and asked hesitantly: "Is that gentleman with you?"
Shiraishi Nagimitsu glanced at Fang Zuo, and seeing that he had no objection, he replied, "Yes, by my side."
"Councilman Shiraishi, please tell that gentleman if he can spare some time to teach me on Yin-Yang-Jitsu," Bai Huizi said in a halting tone.
"I'll pass it on," Shiraishi Nagiko answered readily.
After hanging up the phone, Shiraishi Nagimitsu lay down her plump body again.
"Carry me to take a shower, and then we'll go see Yui." Shiraishi Nagi said, "It's okay today, let's go like this, Shiraishi Mei isn't here."
Fang Zuo was a little surprised. This follower had never missed a single day, but today the sun actually rose from the west.
"She's going with Makie to take care of some things. When she's done, she'll join us to visit Yui."
"Mahie?"
"The bodyguard who doesn't want money!"
"Oh!" Fang Zuo suddenly realized.
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In the principal's office of a junior high school in the suburbs of Tokyo.
At this moment, Mei Shiraishi was sitting on a stool nearby.
Ma Feihui confronted several fierce women.
The girl was so scared that she hid behind Ma Feihui, her eyes red, showing both grievance and fear.
The body was trembling slightly.
These boys took advantage of their parents being school directors and bullied them at school for a long time.
Not only themselves, but many children from ordinary families have been bullied by them.
The four boys opposite were standing next to their mothers and making faces.
A defiant look that showed no fear at all.
Ma Feihui was so angry that her beautiful face turned red.
Inside the drooping black suit sleeves.
Ten slender fingers emitted a faint red glow, and were then retracted by her.
She had never suffered such injustice before.
He was surrounded and taught a lesson by a group of old women and a few little undead guys.
If I wasn't afraid of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department coming to my house If the doctor hadn't disappeared for so long, I would still have to follow Councillor Shiraishi If I wasn't afraid of causing trouble for the little girl, I would have waved my hands and killed the people in front of me, their children, and this damned middle school principal.
And this damn high school.
They cut it into powder with their fingers.
Then they stuffed all this garbage into the mouth of the swallowing demon, turned it into feces, and pulled it into the mud swamp.
"I didn't hear you clearly. Please tell me again." Ma Feihui took a deep breath, stretched out her hand, and pointed at the fat middle-aged woman in the middle: "You just said that you are the director of this middle school, right? Explain it to me again."
The fat middle-aged woman sneered and stepped forward: "How many times do I have to say it?"
"According to the Japanese Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology's [School Safety Equipment Classification Standards], the mechanical pencil my child uses is a safety device if the lead length is ≤ 2mm, so my child was just joking with her when he poked her with this thing."
The middle-aged fat woman touched a fat boy next to her and said, "This incident is not considered school bullying at all. If you insist that you hurt her, you can take this girl to get a medical examination."
"That's right." Another thin woman came over and said, "Rope skipping in physical education class is also included in the [School Safety Equipment Classification Standard] and is a Class A free equipment. My child just accidentally got entangled with her while skipping rope with her, but how can it be elevated to the level of school bullying?"
"It's just a fight between children. Our children are all from Tokyo's upper class."
The thin woman paused guiltily.
How come a kid from the upper class ended up in this suburban school?
Of course , as one of the school directors, they can be considered upper class compared to the ordinary families in front of them.
The headmistress of the secondary school nearby tried to smooth things over with a smile and said, "I think this is all a misunderstanding. Why don't we just let it go and let the children go to class as soon as possible."
Ma Feihui clenched her fists, not knowing what to do when faced with such a situation.
They neither understand the rules of human society nor can they take any action to solve them.
Besides, after such a long time, the girl's injuries would have healed long ago, so where could she go to get her injuries checked?
'Bang!'
The sudden sound from the wooden table next to them attracted everyone's attention.
Mei Shiraishi was sitting in a chair bored, holding a thick Japanese dictionary in her hands and throwing it around.
Keep falling on the wooden table.
She had long hair and a round face.
Under the white turtleneck sweater is a pink J-cup bra and a pink short-sleeved shirt.
The proud curve makes the white knitted sweater look slightly thin and transparent.
Two pink curves can be seen from inside.
Mei Shiraishi stood up, leading the ups and downs of the arc: "Everyone, I have a few words to say."
She stepped forward and said with a smile: "What you said makes sense. Since there are clear regulations, we will follow them."
When several school directors saw the two women who suddenly came to cause trouble surrender, they nodded proudly.
It was also expected.
What can the common people use to settle accounts with themselves?
It was just bullying them, so what? Maki turned her head and looked at Shiraishi Mei in confusion, not understanding why she was speaking up for her.
Mei Shiraishi continued nonchalantly, "However, I would like to ask you a question. Is this thing in my hand considered a safety device according to the Tokyo [School Safety Device Classification Standard]?"
She picked up a thick Japanese dictionary on the table and said.
Keep throwing it in your hands casually.
"Of course it's a safety device." The fat woman grinned, "How can a book not be considered a safety device?"
"That's easy." Shiraishi Mei smiled and took the dictionary in her little hands for the last time, holding the opening of the dictionary tightly.
Then he took the other stapled corner of the dictionary and smashed it hard into the fat woman's face.
BANG!!! Aaah!!! A scream and a stream of blood flew up in a parabola.
The fat woman was hit on the nose by the hard corner of the thick dictionary and fell on her back.
The already collapsed nose continued to spurt blood.
It had been smashed flat, with two bloody holes oozing blood.
I think the bridge of my nose is also broken.
The other people looked at this cute woman with big breasts and a round face in shock, standing there in a daze, not yet able to react.
I never expected that she would attack me with a dictionary.
"So, I am not hitting anyone." Shiraishi Mei looked at the bloody dictionary in her hand with disdain, threw it to the ground, and picked up the wooden teaching triangle on the table: "Then, this thing should also be a safety device in school."
After weighing it, she handed the big wooden triangle to Ma Feihui who was also stunned: "Why are you standing there? Are you going to get on? If not, I will continue."
"Go, go, go! Leave it to me!" Ma Feihui finally reacted and rubbed her hands excitedly as she took the wooden triangle. A ferocious smile appeared on her beautiful face: "Let me, who has never been to school, do some math problems."
Aaaaaaaah!!
Bang bang bang bang bang!!
After a moment.
The principal's office was a mess.
Ma Feihui looked at the broken triangle in her hand and threw it aside in frustration.
Not only were there people lying on the ground groaning in a bloody mess, but even the children were not spared.
They were all beaten up and covered in blood, and not a single piece of their clothing was intact.
"Here, this is my family's business card. It's an upper-class family. Tsk!!" Mei Shiraishi took out an exquisite name tag and threw it on the ground: "If you are not convinced, come to us. What a rubbish school! The child will not go to school in the future. We have found a school for her."
Not satisfied with just one push, Ma Feihui licked her red lips with her tender little tongue.
The three of them walked out the door.
"It's not a good idea to give them your business cards. It might cause trouble for Councillor Shiraishi." Makihui suddenly said halfway through her walk.
"You're stupid, I won't give them my sister's business card." Shiraishi Mei said disdainfully, "Don't worry, I gave them the business card of the Iwasaki family of the Mitsubishi Zaibatsu. Even if I give them the courage, they won't dare to come to my door. I'm afraid they will be scared to death."
"For a small, lowly Tokyo family like this to offend the Iwasaki family, it would be a bold move if the whole family didn't hang themselves."
Ma Feihui nodded in confusion, not knowing much about human society yet: "Where did you get such a powerful thing?"
"Last time I attended their invitational cocktail party with my sister, I took some of them." Shiraishi Mei rubbed her face.
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now.
Inside the Supreme Court in Tokyo.
Miura Masami slowly put on the chief justice robe and walked towards the court. It's time to end it (end of this chapter)
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