Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 124: Political Black Money Trap
Shiraishi Nagimitsu came to the Special Investigation Department of the Japanese Inspection Agency in Gunma Prefecture.

An old five-story building.

As soon as I entered the door, I was greeted by police officers.

"Councilor Shiraishi, it's really you. Please follow me."

The young police officer was very excited and led the way. He would occasionally look back and signal to secretly look at this beautiful female politician.

She was wearing a Chanel-style jacket with a white-collar uniform skirt underneath, and a pair of long legs wrapped in black silk stockings with soft lines.

Wearing black high heels.

The sound of "thump thump thump" echoed in the empty corridor of the Supervisory Office.

Hold your head high.

The momentum is like a rainbow.

As expected, Councillor Shiraishi is as beautiful as on TV, no, even more beautiful than on TV, and her figure is even more invincible.

The police officers in the surrounding glass offices came out one after another and greeted Shiraishi Nagimitsu as if they were welcoming a big star.

The office corridor, which had been empty just now, was now packed with police officers.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned around and bowed deeply to the ordinary police officers gathered in the back: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard. Thank you, Councillor Shiraishi, you've worked hard."

"Yes, thank you Councillor Shiraishi for your proposal in the first half of the year. This has given us an additional high temperature subsidy."

"Yes, Councillor Shiraishi, don't worry about coming here. We all believe that you are innocent."

"Yes, can you sign for me?" A police officer rushed up and handed a marker to Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"Of course." Shiraishi Nagimitsu was stunned and looked the young male police officer up and down: "But, where is your autograph book?"

"Just sign my shirt." The police officer quickly pulled the hem of the shirt out of his police pants and pulled it straight.

"idiot."

"What a cunning fellow."

"I want one too. Please sign one for me."

"And me, and me."

"Sign my face, sign my face."

"What are you doing? You bastards!" The office door at the end of the corridor opened, and Noda Yukifusa, the top officer of the Special Investigation Department, walked out. His face was livid and he shouted, "This is law enforcement. You are law enforcement officers. Are you attending a fan meeting now? Get back to work, everyone! Baka!"

Shiraishi Nagimitsu made an apologetic face at the police officers.

At the invitation of Yukifusa Noda, I walked into the office.

"Mr. Shiraishi, please take a seat." Noda Yukifusa made a gesture of invitation.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled and nodded, took off his coat, and sat opposite Noda Yukifusa.

"Councilor Shiraishi, would you like tea or coffee?"

"Cafe."

Noda Yukifusa's secretary hurriedly brought a cup of coffee.

"Councilor Shiraishi, on behalf of these police officers, I would like to thank you for your proposal. This high temperature subsidy will greatly boost the morale of the police force."

Noda Yukifusa cleared his throat and continued, "But the reason I asked you to come here this time is to get Councillor Shiraishi to honestly explain the political donations. We have reliable information that you have seriously underreported the funds you raised for your political activities."

"Under the Political Funds Control Act, failing to report political donations is a serious offense." Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked at Noda Yukifusa calmly. "I believe Mr. Noda has checked my account based on the so-called reliable information and found no major problems. Otherwise, I would be escorted to Tokyo right now, wouldn't I?"

Noda Yukifune looked at the beautiful woman opposite him. This kind of scaring trick was a bit unnecessary for a smart person.

He picked up the water cup and drank a sip of water with a little embarrassment.

"The intelligence revealed some of your recent advertising and personal expenses, as well as various charitable donations. The total amount far exceeds the registered assets you declared. Even if you add the political funds you reported, it is still far from enough." Noda Yukifusa said.

"So, you're guessing that there were omissions in the political donations I reported, right?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu gently tucked her long hair.

"Yes." Noda Yukifusa nodded and said, "If Councillor Shiraishi can't explain this matter clearly, I'm afraid he will still have to go to the Tokyo Special Investigation Department headquarters to explain."

"Fortunately, I explained it clearly." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile.

Then he took out a thick stack of lists from the briefcase beside him, placed it on the desk and pushed it towards Noda Yukifusa.

"Here are some of my sources of funds. I have detailed receipts and various certificates. I believe this can resolve your doubts."

Noda Yukifusa took it and handed it to the secretary beside him.

"Any other questions, Mr. Noda?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu picked up the coffee and took a small sip.

"The reason why we asked Congressman Shiraishi to come here temporarily is just because of this matter." Noda Yukifusa shook his head and said.

"Then I can leave now?"

"anytime."

"If I want to finish this cup of coffee before leaving, Mr. Noda won't chase me away, right?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu tilted his head slightly and said with a smile.

What a charming and exquisite woman.

Her style, appearance and figure are all the best.

And most importantly, extremely smart.

A woman's ultimate intelligence lies in being smart when she should be smart, and being stupid when she should be stupid.

Noda Yukifune sighed in his heart as he looked at Shiraishi Nagiko opposite him.

"How is that possible? Congressman Shiraishi likes the coffee here. I couldn't be happier. You can come and drink it whenever you want in the future." Noda Yukifusa said with a smile.

"Then let's drink less." Shiraishi Nagimitsu took another sip of coffee and said, "I have a question. Can Mr. Noda answer it for me?"

"what is the problem?"

"Is this political donation incident directed at me alone, or at the entire Japanese political arena?" asked Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

Noda Yukifusa was stunned, picked up the water cup and took a sip without saying anything.

"If confidentiality is required, Mr. Noda is not required to answer."

"Actually, the media will know it soon, so there's no need to keep it secret." Noda Yukifusa looked at the woman opposite with approval.

Such high political acumen.

"The Inspectorate uncovered a small-scale political corruption scandal. They already have preliminary evidence, and the Inspectorate has decided to gradually expand this operation to the entire political arena."

"A small-scale organization?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu fell into deep thought, then said, "Can you tell me which small-scale organization it is?"

"Well," Noda Yukifusa said hesitantly, "Congressman Shiraishi should wait and see the news, if the Inspectorate makes it public."

"Hongchi Club?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu suddenly said.

Noda Yukifusa said nothing and shook his head.

But the expression and actions already let Shiraishi Nagimitsu know the result.

The Hongchi Club is a non-governmental organization among the members of parliament.

The members are all councillors with good relationships.

This ancient civil parliamentary organization has produced several prime ministers.

It can be said to be some kind of informal, small-scale political alliance.

Who is so generous as to drag the entire Hongchi Association into this?

Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned and thought carefully.

Suddenly, a name popped into my mind: Abe Nojaku.

Only this woman has such great power, courage and ambition.

What is she going to do?
Are you unwilling to wait for the next election? Do you want to bring down the Prime Minister?
"Then I'll take my leave." Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled and stood up: "Mr. Noda."

"Okay, I won't see you off, Councillor Shiraishi."

After Shiraishi Nagimitsu left.

The assistant held the thick stack of bills left by Shiraishi Nagimitsu and looked at Noda Yukifusa.

"Commander Noda, do we need to check anything else? This is quite a lot of work."

"Nonsense, why do you even need to ask? How can we record the files without checking?" Noda Yukifusa rubbed his eyebrows: "Although I'm sure we won't find anything."

"She's willing to produce such a large amount of evidence. Even if there was political corruption, it's likely been laundered."

"What a remarkable woman."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu thought carefully about the details of the matter as he walked.

Although Hong Chihui and other legislators do have the phenomenon of political black money.

To put it bluntly, this is already a secret known to everyone in Japanese politics.

Politics is the dirtiest thing in the world.

Who can guarantee that their shoes won’t get dirty when walking in here?
But this kind of overturning the table.

And it directly overturned the biggest table.

Apart from Abe Nojaku, Shiraishi Nagimitsu couldn't think of who did it.

foreseeable.

Soon, this political black money incident in Japanese politics will be exposed to the public.

It will cause a huge response in society.

Walk out the door.

"Councilor Shiraishi, are you okay?" Several female assistants who were waiting came forward to greet him.

"It's okay, let's go back." Shiraishi Nagimitsu got into the car.

This time the incident passed without any major incident.

Although Shiraishi Nagimitsu had already made preparations, she laundered the huge amount of money given to her by Fang Zuo one by one.

But after all, there is some income in the gray area that is difficult to clean up in such a short time.

Once discovered, I would probably be pushed to the forefront of this large-scale black gold movement.

At that time, countless attacks will fly towards you.

Fortunately, I received that call before that.

Vice-captain of Sakura Sora Kurumi.

Oh no.

It should be Deputy Director Yingkong Kurumi.

I really have to thank her this time.

At this time, Deputy Director Yingkong Walnut was happily asking Fang Zuo for a reward.

"Bad guy, just tell me whether you should reward me or not. If I hadn't called Shiraishi Nagimitsu early on, she would probably be in jail now, hum."

Fang Zuo was about to talk to Yingkong Kurumi when suddenly a powerful aura appeared behind him.

"Who dares to rob the gods of their incense?"

Fang Zuo frowned.

Look back.

Above the Meiji Shrine in the distance.

A tall figure covered in incense appeared and rushed towards him.

------

Deep in Yoyogi Park not far from Meiji Jingu Shrine.

In Abe Nosuke's villa.

Asai Kinnosuke stood silently beside Abe Nojaku and handed over the last batch of documents.

Abe Noja was wearing a bathrobe and a transparent black silk bra underneath. The plump curves of her bra made the black silk seem to be about to burst.

The lower body is a pair of black hollow stockings of the same material, embroidered with black lace, sticking to the skin, outlining the graceful contours of the waist and hips to the greatest extent.

"I'm afraid the Hongchi Association's black gold incident will cause quite a stir. Is this really a good idea?" Asai Kinnosuke said softly, "This way, you'll be directly confronting the Prime Minister."

"Who asked him to meddle in my affairs?" Abe Noja sneered, "So what if he's against me? He's just picking up the political legacy left by his deceased brother."

"He should be satisfied to have been prime minister for so long."

"What's more, you underestimated him and the Hongchi Society. With their power, I only caused them some trouble."

"I'm sure they will use all means to suppress media coverage and then pay back some of the political donations."

"As long as the media doesn't report it and there's no public pressure, the Supervisory Office might not be able to deal with it, but they can find various legal loopholes and judicial interpretations."

"In the end, the incident will be reduced to a minor one, with a hefty fine at most, and then the matter will slowly fade into obscurity."

suddenly.

Abe Nojaku stood up with a serious expression.

Turned and walked towards the inner room.

Asai Kinnosuke looked at Abe Nojaku's back from a distance without saying a word.

He knew that the inner room held Abe Nojaku's secret and she never let anyone get close.

Including my husband.

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Inside the Japan Television Tower.

Keiko Minamikawa looked at herself in the mirror.

She is beautiful and she knows it.

This kind of appearance is among the best in Japan.

The countless suitors and flowers throughout the office every day further illustrate this point.

But why does that man not care about himself?

Minamikawa Keiko took a deep breath.

There's no time to think about that man.

Should this report be broadcast online today?
Keiko Minamikawa read over and over again the report in her hand that had been urgently removed by her superiors.

【Black money politics! Japan's corruption!】

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