Chapter 338: Dozens of nuclear bombs disappeared!
At the Supreme Court in Tokyo, Japan.
Everyone looked at the woman who pushed open the front door and interrupted Miura Masami's judgment.
Prince Saeko.
Two guards pushed open the court door from the left and right.
Saeko was standing at the door in a kimono.
After being surprised, the whole audience stood up to show their respect.
"Justice Miura Masami." Saeko walked in slowly, stood in front of the court, and stared at Miura Masami with her beautiful eyes: "As a Japanese justice, you must always keep in mind the interests of Japan. Don't make the wrong decision for the sake of momentary pleasure!!"
"The relationship between Japan and the United States is extremely important. There must be no mistakes. We must not become enemies with the United States because of a criminal. This is a major event that will affect the fate of our country."
"Since there is a [U.S.-Japan Security Treaty], the criminals should be handed over to the U.S. military stationed in Japan for trial."
"As for the rest, let the cabinet's foreign affairs minister handle it."
"Yes, Your Highness." Masami Miura raised the gavel high up and slowly put it down with a hint of struggle.
"But Your Highness." Hojo Sakura was about to speak anxiously, but was interrupted by Saeko again.
"Don't do anything that goes beyond the duties of a prosecutor!!" Saeko said coldly, "Don't ask me to ask your superior to take off your badge. I know your name, Prosecutor Hojo Sakura."
Hojo Sakura looked at Governor Miura who was smiling in the distance, raised her arms angrily, and wanted to refute.
Masami Miura quickly shook her head gently at Hojo Sakura, signaling her not to be impulsive.
Even the royal family came to stop it, what else can we say? Are we going to ignore Saeko and judge her by the gavel? Although the power of the Japanese royal family is not that great anymore, the chief justice and many important positions still require the royal seal.
The imperial family remains a symbol of the Japanese nation.
Erin Hayes next to her let out a deep breath.
Fortunately, I had a backup plan and asked Lieutenant General Rich Rupp to contact Prince Saeko.
Otherwise, it’s hard to say what the result will be.
Now, we can finally bring this useless bastard from the Miura family back to the US military base.
"What are you still standing there for?" Saeko frowned and said, "Take the criminal to the U.S. military base for handover."
Masami Miura and Sakura Hojo looked at each other helplessly and slowly sat down.
Let Saeko take control of the situation.
"etc."
At this time, another crisp voice interrupted Saeko's words.
Everyone looked numbly towards the main entrance of the court.
Why is there another person here? Who is it this time?
"Prince Saeko is right."
The sound of uniform footsteps was heard.
Two beautiful women in police uniforms walked in.
A cold and beautiful one.
A gentle one.
They all have high ponytails.
A team of police officers followed behind.
If there is still someone who doesn't know Prince Saeko.
So.
Everyone present knew these two beautiful women.
Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.
Yingkong Hutao is the president and Fengdielian is the vice president.
The two of them led the entire team of police officers to salute Saeko.
"Prince Saeko." Sakura Kurumi stepped forward and said, "Since it is not appropriate to pronounce a sentence now, please hand the prisoner over to me."
"Don't worry, I will hand him over to the prison and won't let him escape."
"The most appropriate procedure is to wait until the cabinet's foreign affairs department and the U.S. military stationed in Japan have reached an agreement before going to the prison to pick up the person."
Saeko frowned and was about to speak.
Feng Dielian immediately said, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and handcuff this criminal and hand him over to the prison."
“Yes!!!” the police officers behind said in unison.
They marched in neat steps in the silent courtroom, and carried Governor Miura like a wolf.
"What are you doing?" Governor Miura struggled loudly.
"Tell him to shut up." Sakura Kurumi said lightly.
Two electric batons, one on the left and one on the right, stabbed Governor Miura's abdomen hard.
The high voltage electric current instantly paralyzed him to death, without him even having time to scream.
The police officers carried him like a rotten sack and dragged him by his legs.
"You. You..." Irene Hayes hesitated and wanted to say something, but Feng Dielian turned his head and stared at her.
The impatient expression instantly scared her into shutting her mouth.
A team of people came quickly and left quickly.
Yingsora Kurumi and Feng Delian saluted slightly towards Saeko, then turned and left.
"Contact Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp as soon as possible and have him contact the Cabinet Minister of Foreign Affairs if you still want to bring this guy back to the United States." Saeko walked to Irene Hayes and said calmly, "They are following the normal procedures. There is nothing controversial."
Then turn and leave.
In an instant, the entire court was cleared.
The Chief Justice also left through the side door without even shouting that the court was closed.
Only the audience and the jury were left.
There was silence in the courtroom.
This series of events made everyone feel that everything was taken for granted.
I feel something is wrong again. It seems that my brain has missed something. ——————
On the Shinkansen bound for Osaka.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu analyzed the whole process.
She frowned and continued, "The small boat from the Fukushima nuclear power plant left shortly after approaching the fleet, and then the peacekeeping Self-Defense Force also left and rushed to its destination."
"All the clues to the mystery now lie in why the small boat at the Fukushima nuclear power plant approached the peacekeeping Self-Defense Forces."
"It's impossible to say that after the boat came into contact with the warship, the two sides had a meal and talked about something. It looks like it was nothing more than transporting people or things from the Fukushima nuclear power plant onto the warship." Fang Zuo shrugged, "And it must be something very important, otherwise, there would be no need for a warship to transport it."
"What on earth is this?" Shiraishi Nagiko's face suddenly turned red, and she quickly used her body to hold down Fang Zuo's big hand to stop him from doing anything else. "Is it impossible? Are they that brave?"
"What can a nuclear power plant have?" Fang Zuo continued to press with his hand and smiled: "Is there any candy? Just because you don't dare to do it doesn't mean they don't dare to do it. Never use courage to measure human beings."
“For human beings, there is only the size of interests, not the size of courage.”
"As long as the benefits are big enough, they will do anything"
"Could it be that this group of guys are taking advantage of this earthquake?" Shiraishi Nagimi's expression was terribly cold.
She certainly knows where Japan's stubborn problems lie. They come from the fact that hereditary political families and chaebols are deeply rooted in the country's bones.
Those hereditary political families and chaebol groups are like a strangler fig tree with well-developed root systems, casting the entire Japanese society in its shadow and slowly strangling Japan.
The Abe family has three prime ministers from one family.
The Koizumi family is a century-old political family.
The Aso family has tentacles that span both the political and business circles.
Political marriages have been passed down from generation to generation in the Hatoyama family.
The land and transportation infrastructure was occupied by the Saito family.
The law schools of the University of Tokyo and Waseda University had long since become private training schools for the Miura family.
Nearly half of the members of the judiciary are descendants of the Miura family.
There are many political families like this throughout Japan.
These aristocratic families who are parasitic on the body of Japan's so-called democratic society are weaving an impenetrable network of interests through politics and business.
Japan's six major chaebols are even more intertwined with these political families, and they are intertwined with each other.
In this deformed symbiotic system, politicians use policy preferences to exchange for political donations from chaebols, and chaebols use their economic lifelines to force the government to make decisions that are beneficial to them.
This deep-rooted hereditary politics and chaebol cage is the cruelest symbol of class stratification in modern Japan.
The political channels for children from poor families are monopolized by the "second-generation members of parliament" from political families. While ordinary Japanese youths are working in convenience stores to repay their student loans, the children of political tycoons are riding in and out of parliament in various high-end cars and using high amounts of parliamentary allowances to visit various luxurious places.
The chaebols have locked the middle class tightly with the shackles of lifetime employment.
It seems that there will never be layoffs, but it cuts off their channels for advancement.
Then they use informal employment to suck the blood out of young people, causing a sharp increase in the suicide rate among Japanese youth today.
But the well-fed and well-dressed chaebols have, to some extent, remained complacent.
Over the years, Japan's six major chaebols have not been as aggressive as South Korea's Samsung.
Although Samsung Group's assets are far less than any of Japan's six major chaebols.
but.
When Samsung conquered the semiconductor field and occupied a huge territory.
However, Japan's six major financial conglomerates stuck to their tacit division of labor in the industry and lost Japan's electronics industry in vain.
These are things that Shiraishi Nagiko witnessed with her own eyes.
But she never expected that these guys would dare to touch Pandora's box like "nuclear", and even violate the constitution to send peacekeeping self-defense forces to the war zone.
Just like my man said.
With enough benefits, nuclear elements are nothing more than a tradable commodity.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu called Momoe again.
"I'm sorry, Councillor Shiraishi, I can't get the information about Tokyo Electric Power Company." Bai Huizi said on the other end of the phone: "Mitsubishi Group's shares in Tokyo Electric Power Company have long been sold. Currently, the vast majority of Tokyo Electric Power Company's shares are in the hands of BlackRock Group and Pioneer Group, with only a small portion in the hands of the Japanese government and the Aso family."
Shiraishi Nagimitsu sighed sadly.
Most of Japan's electricity was actually in the hands of two Jewish conglomerates.
Not long ago, even seeds were monopolized by Jewish consortiums.
In recent years, Japan's film industry has gradually been swallowed up by them.
How much is left that belongs to the Japanese themselves?
"When the Fukushima nuclear power plant suffered a nuclear leak due to the earthquake, who had the management authority at that time? Do you know this?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu asked.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu didn't know the details of what happened ten years ago.
"I'm not very clear about this, Councillor Shiraishi. Please wait a moment. I will let the family report and give you a detailed report through their database." Bai Huizi said.
"Okay, thank you very much, Mrs. Momoeko," said Shiraishi Nagimitsu.
"As you should, Councillor Shiraishi. The Mitsubishi Group is on the same boat with you." Bai Huizi said with a smile. Then she paused for a moment and continued:
"Member Shiraishi, I don't know what you are investigating, but it seems that many forces are involved. I have to say that you are going to run for prime minister soon."
Having said this, Bai Huizi ended her words without saying anything more clearly.
"I understand." Shiraishi Nagi knew what the other party wanted to say: "Thank you for your reminder. But since I am running for prime minister, these people are naturally my enemies."
"Will they support me as prime minister just because I don't provoke them? Obviously not. Not only will they not, they will still stand against me."
Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled and said, "In this case, I cannot let go of the opportunity to defeat several rival forces."
There was silence in the microphone.
"I understand, Councillor Shiraishi, I will contact the family immediately," said Bai Huizi.
After hanging up the phone.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu leaned her head on Fang Zuo's shoulder and sighed softly.
Looking up, she saw Fang Zuo closing his eyes and not saying anything. She obediently did not disturb the man and buried her head in his arms.
Soon, Bai Huizi called and said, "Member Shiraishi, we have investigated clearly. At that time, the management rights of the Fukushima nuclear power plant were in the hands of the Aso family. The president of Tokyo Electric Power Company was named Shimizu Masataka, and he was from the Aso family."
"Aso family?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu closed his eyes and thought, and a person with a always gloomy smile and half of his face tilted up appeared in his mind.
Taro Aso.
Current member of parliament, has dealt with Shiraishi Nagimitsu many times.
As the current patriarch of the Aso family, just like the current Shigeki Shiba, Taro Aso once briefly served as Japan's interim prime minister.
Less than a year later, he was driven out by the Hatoyama family.
Thanks to the Aso family's influence in the political and business circles, he was invited by several prime ministers to join the cabinet and held many important positions.
He has extensive experience in governing and campaigning.
"If I remember correctly, Taro Aso was the Deputy Prime Minister and Defense Minister of Japan at that time," said Shiraishi Nagimitsu, opening her beautiful eyes.
"Yes, you are not mistaken." Baihuizi nodded on the other end of the microphone.
"So, the matter I want to investigate is closely related to Taro Aso." Shiraishi Nagiko thought for a moment and then asked, "Where is Shimizu Masataka from Tokyo Electric Power Company? Can we find him?"
"Councilor Shiraishi wants to find a breakthrough from him? I'm afraid not." After a slight silence on the other end of the microphone, Bai Huizi's voice became lowered: "Shimizu Masataka committed suicide shortly after the accident at the Fukushima nuclear power plant."
"What?" Shiraishi Nagiko was shocked. "I don't think I've seen any news about him committing suicide. How come I didn't know anything about it?"
"Yes, only the upper class in Japan knew about his suicide, and it was not announced to the public. Many people thought he was still alive." Bai Huizi said:
"The fact is that after he attended his last apology press conference, he hanged himself at home, so the media only reported that he attended the last press conference."
"It seems that they have done everything perfectly." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head helplessly.
It definitely wasn't suicide.
Even a fool wouldn't believe it.
This is the horror of Japan's political families, making the president of Tokyo Electric Power Company disappear without a trace.
In a country with so-called freedom of speech, the media cannot even spread the slightest rumor.
I'm afraid all the people think the same as Shiraishi Nagimitsu, and they all think that the president of Tokyo Electric Power Company, who made a big mistake, is enjoying his retirement after leaving his job.
Little did they know that he had been dead for thirteen years.
"It seems that the clue ends here again." Shiraishi Nagimitsu sighed.
"There is another clue, Councillor Shiraishi." Bai Huizi's voice came over: "The family found in the investigation data that the company responsible for the technical work of the Fukushima nuclear power plant was Mitsui Energy Company."
Shiraishi Nagiko's eyes lit up: "Mitsui Energy Company? In other words..."
"Yes, our Mitsubishi Group is also in the energy business, and we have kept previous data." Bai Huizi took over the conversation: "As long as you can find the person in charge of Mitsui Energy, you can get some information about the Fukushima nuclear power plant."
"I understand. Thank you very much, Mrs. Baihuiko." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said gratefully.
"Mr. Shiraishi, you're welcome. Just tell us what you want us to do." Bai Huizi said respectfully, "Our Mitsubishi Group has long been your right-hand man under the instructions of that gentleman. These are what we should do."
After hanging up the phone, Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned.
Where can I find someone from Mitsui Energy? "Don't bother me, I just happen to know him." Fang Zuo opened his eyes and patted Shiraishi Nagimitsu's face.
Take out your phone and dial a number.
You wouldn’t know until you see it. Wow, this woman called me a lot and sent me a lot of messages.
At this moment, Yuya Mikami was sitting in her luxurious club looking at various reports.
Recently, the businesses of Mitsui and Sumitomo have been closely pursued by that Jewish woman.
Toyota Group, a subsidiary of Mitsui, has just had its government subsidies for new energy vehicles in North America canceled by Washington.
I guess it was that woman who did it.
That is to say.
The new energy hybrid models that Toyota Group is preparing to launch will have no chance of competing with Tesla in North America.
Tesla has taken advantage of all the benefits.
In the Australian market, BYD is constantly encroaching on its market share.
Hearing the phone ringing, Yua Mikami picked it up in annoyance.
When he saw who was calling, he was even more furious.
This man seemed to have disappeared. He never answered my calls and never replied to my text messages.
I went to Tokyo Women's University to look for him several times, but didn't see him.
I was also severely scolded by my father several times.
Now I finally know that I am calling.
Mikami Yuya's face suddenly turned red. Is this guy calling me now to find me to fulfill my promise? I'm not ready to have a baby yet. But my father's warning echoed in my ears again . I can only let this guy off.
Thinking of this, Yua Mikami suddenly recalled some of the moments she spent with the man.
He had seen himself naked, and in the most shameful position. He had also changed his sanitary napkin, although he had changed the wrong side . Mikami Yuya's brows instantly turned red.
A lot of the complaints in my heart also disappeared.
She bit her red lips gently, picked up the phone, put it to her lips, and said "Hello" charmingly.
But the series of voices on the other end of the phone made her feel a little overwhelmed.
"Immediately send us a copy of your Mitsui Energy's detailed data on the incident at the Fukushima nuclear power plant."
Beep~~beep~~beep~~beep~~! ! Yua Mikami listened to the busy tone of the phone and took it off her ear in a daze. What was that?
This guy just died like that? He just said one sentence and then died like that? Mikami Yuya couldn't believe it.
How can there be such a cold-blooded person in this world ? Is he still a human being? In terms of appearance and wealth, how many women can compare to him ? How can he... "Go to hell!!! You bastard!!!"
Yua Mikami was angry and her lips opened wide as she shouted hard into the microphone.
I wish I could swallow that man in one bite.
Then he took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling violently. "Dream on. I won't help you find that information."
On the Shinkansen.
Shiraishi Mei glared at the seat in front of her angrily.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu had just snatched the snacks from Shiraishi Mei's hand and was eating them with Fang Zuo.
Fang Zuo’s phone message came.
He picked it up and took a look at it, then handed it to Shiraishi Nagimitsu.
"So fast?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked at the files in his phone in surprise.
The man around you always carries a mystery that you cannot understand.
After Shiraishi Nagihiru pressed her red lips against the man's face, she opened the file.
After reading it carefully, I seemed to have thought of something.
He opened Google and searched "Sure enough." Shiraishi Nagimitsu compared the data in the two mobile phones and became more and more disheartened.
In the document from Mitsui Energy, it was clearly stated that the batch of nuclear fuel at the Fukushima nuclear power plant contained a total of 1,440 kilograms of plutonium.
According to the news released by the Japanese government that I searched, the Fukushima nuclear power plant suffered a nuclear leak due to the earthquake, and after deducting the loss, only 800 kilograms of plutonium were recovered.
That is to say, 640 kilograms of plutonium were lost in the earthquake. Shiraishi Nagiko silently put the two mobile phones aside.
The little head rested on Fang Zuo's shoulder.
Staring blankly at the scenery outside the window.
640 kilograms of plutonium! Was it really lost in the earthquake? Or was it in that small boat and transported to the warship overnight by those damn guys ? This much plutonium is enough to make more than a dozen nuclear bombs. What on earth do these guys want to do? Where did all this plutonium go?
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In the courtroom lounge.
Masami Miura changed out of the Chief Justice's robe.
Put on your coat.
Putting on makeup in front of the mirror.
"We still haven't sentenced that pervert." Hojo Sakura walked in and said unwillingly, "Once he is handed over to the US military stationed in Japan, he will definitely be charged with a very light crime and then sent back to the United States and released on bail. I didn't expect that he could get away with it like this!"
"Not being able to return to Japan is an acceptable outcome," said Masami Miura with a sigh.
Makeup on hands.
"You don't seem worried at all?" Hojo Sakura said with a frown.
"To be honest, I am still worried, but compared to the despair I felt in court, this is the only possible outcome." Miura Masami shook her head: "What I am worried about now is those forces in the Miura family who are stubbornly loyal to him. I am afraid they will never support me... and his group of disciples."
"Oh, let's not talk about this for now. I have something to do and I need to go back quickly."
After saying that, she hurriedly picked up her bag and was about to leave.
"What's wrong?" Hojo Sakura asked curiously.
"There's something urgent. I'll talk to you later." Masami Miura waved her hand and walked out hurriedly in a pair of slippers.
Masami Miura walked out of the court, took a taxi and went straight to the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.
A police officer was already waiting for her at the door.
"Justice Masami Miura, the chief justice asked me to wait for you here. Please follow me."
Masami Miura followed the police officer suspiciously.
After Sakura Kurumi took Governor Miura away, she soon received a text message from Sakura Kurumi asking her to come to the National Security Agency immediately.
She thought that Sakura Kurumi had something to do on her own.
But after following the police through one corridor after another, they arrived at a room.
"Justice Masami Miura, please come in, someone is waiting for you inside." The police officer said as he pushed open the door.
Masami Miura walked in.
A very warmly decorated house.
The house is fully equipped with appliances and furniture.
A mature and beautiful woman was sitting on the sofa.
When she saw me coming in, she stood up enthusiastically and said, "Hello, Justice Miura, my name is Kana Morisawa."
(End of this chapter)
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