Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 173: Even the Prime Minister Can’t Help in Sakura Sora Kurumi’s Territory

Inside a villa in Edogawa, Tokyo.
Shigeo Nishiguchi kneels before an elderly man wearing a black samurai uniform.
He prostrated himself respectfully and said, "The Sumiyoshi Association is very grateful for your assistance."

"Only this once," the elderly man said. "Our political family has only been able to reach this point thanks to the decades of support from the Sumiyoshi-kai."

"But this time your demands are too high. I can only use my best connections. But then again, you are really no match for your elders. You were beaten like this by a woman in Tokyo."

"Hi!" Nishiguchi Shigeo nodded awkwardly. "Thank you very much for your generosity. All we need to do is lock that woman up for a few years, and the Yamaguchi-gumi will be wiped out."

"By then, Tokyo will be all mine. Even if a member of your family runs for prime minister, we can still help."

"Our family doesn't have such big ambitions. We just hope to get a ministerial position in the cabinet every year." The old man shook his head and said, "We don't have that talent. The most important thing for a person is to know himself."

"You should too, Nishiguchi Shigeo."

"You have brought shame upon your father."

"Hey! I'm so ashamed, sir," Nishiguchi Shigeo said, lowering his head.
Sakura Kurumi, wearing a large T-shirt, walked out of the office with a cold expression on her face.
The Kaguya-chan on my ear was shaking.
The subordinates, watching from afar, could tell that this unusually young head of the Security Department was not in a good mood.
There is nothing that the subordinates don't like about this sometimes cute, sometimes cool female boss.
According to these male police officers, Sakura Kurumi fulfilled their two greatest expectations of women.
When she is cute, she looks like the girl next door. Everyone wants to feed her snacks and grab her pigtails.
Of course the latter one is just a fantasy.

Once she put on a cool and elegant expression, everyone knew that they had to be meticulous in their work and not make any mistakes.
Otherwise, this Yingkong Walnut Hall is really merciless.
Although the Exorcist Guard Office is mostly staffed by veteran Onmyoji from various Onmyoji families.
But who wouldn't be impressed by a boss who has the highest crime-solving rate, even if he's younger?
Moreover, she is a Shinto goddess.
Several powerful veterans in the Security Bureau are devout Shintoists.
Every time I see Yingkong Kurumi Hall Zheng, I almost kowtow to him.
Anyone who dares to talk about age will run into the trap of some old troublemakers.
now.
Sakura Kurumi's mood was indeed just as her subordinates had guessed.
Very bad.
After receiving the message from her man, she left Feng Dielian and other things behind and immediately returned to the Security Bureau.
Of course, we can't just let people go without a clue.
After Sakura Kurumi returned, she immediately went to the archives and carefully read the case files regarding the Yamaguchi-gumi wife.
As a result, she discovered something interesting.
This case file had avoided me, intentionally or unintentionally.
Yingkong Kurumi's delicate little face sneered.
In other words, someone could actually force his subordinates to do things he was unaware of in his own territory.
Although judging by the evidence, there is no problem in arresting this Yamaguchi-gumi wife.
If my man didn't send me a message, I would just turn a blind eye.
But she actually dared to mess with her own man.
snort.
Don't blame me for taking this opportunity to get rid of some of the stumbling blocks in the Security Department.
Yingkong Kurumi looked at the person in charge.
Shotaro Ueda.
He's an old man who stayed behind from the Security Bureau.
His seniority is even higher than that of his deceased master.
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Morisawa Reina sat in the interrogation room and looked around.
A simple table and a few stools.
The table is made of metal, so the handcuffs can be conveniently cuffed to the table legs and firmly fixed to the floor.
The overhead lights were a bit dazzling, and opposite was a huge one-way glass wall.
The outside world can see you, but you cannot see the outside world.
A police officer opened the door, put down a cup of coffee, and left.
The air conditioner here was deliberately turned on very strong, which caused small particles on the delicate skin of Morisawa Reina's long legs.
Only by crossing her legs did she feel a little warmer.
then.
Shotaro Ueda walked in and threw the handcuffs on the table.
"Clang."

The handcuffs slid in front of Reina Morisawa.
"Well, Mrs. Morisawa Reina, tell me the truth and don't force me to use some illegal means."

"What do you want to confess?" Morisawa Reina smiled slightly. "Didn't you say you already have solid evidence against me? Why don't you hand it over to the prosecutor immediately? Do you still need to interrogate me and scare me?"

I took a sip of the coffee, and it was as cold as if it had come out of the freezer.

Morisawa Reina took a sip and felt even colder. "The coffee in your police department is terrible. Is it all instant coffee? Is there no ground coffee?"

Shotaro Ueda sneered, took the coffee, and threw it, along with the cup, into the nearby trash can. "If you don't like it, don't drink it. You can go to the prison and try the coffee there. Morisawa Reina, I don't have the patience to play with you any more." "I have the right to remain silent until my lawyer arrives," Morisawa Reina said, stretching her legs.
The cold air from the air conditioner made her other leg numb.
She touched her arms, which were exposed outside her T-shirt.
"This is the detention order we just applied for from the court." Shotaro Ueda took out a document from his file bag and placed it on the table: "We are not limited to detaining you for 48 hours."

"Speak now, and save yourself some pain. I'll tell you the truth. Recently, a group of female prisoners have been arrested in the women's ward. They love to torture beautiful and soft women like you."

"Don't scare me." Morisawa Reina sneered: "You want to scare the head of the Yamaguchi-gumi? Do you think I will burst into tears?"

"Then take a look at these." Ueda Shotaro threw another file bag in front of Morisawa Rena.
Morisawa Reina dumped all the documents in the file bag onto the table and began to carefully read each one.
Sure enough, these people came prepared.
Not only did he have some recent recordings of his own, including some phone calls with the second-in-command of the Sumiyoshi-kai and Shigeo Nishiguchi.
And all the illegal records of Yamaguchi-gumi Financial Company.
I think it was stolen from the Yamaguchi-gumi financial company by some of the remaining gang members after the purge.
There are quite a few with their own signatures in them.
These traitors.
It seems that I have softened a little.
They should be buried alive.
"Have you finished reading it?" Ueda Shotaro said, "Although there are many major cases without your evidence, this evidence is enough to imprison you for several years."

"How many years does a woman have? You're in prison, how many years can the Yamaguchi-gumi outside wait for you?"

"By the time you get out of jail after a few years, you'll be old. Not only will the skin on your face be gone, but I'm afraid your chest will be as thin as two bags." Shotaro Ueda playfully pointed at the bulge on Rena Morisawa's T-shirt.
"And the Yamaguchi-gumi outside has long ceased to exist. The police and other gangs will spare no effort to eliminate the Yamaguchi-gumi."

"This is the bitter fruit you've reaped after purging so many high-ranking officials, isn't it? After you fall, no one in the Yamaguchi-gumi can stand up and take your place."

"Is the person behind you the Sumiyoshi Clan?" Morisawa Reina asked, then immediately dismissed her own thoughts: "Impossible! If they had that kind of power, they would have used it long ago."

"You don't care who it is, and you can't care." Ueda Shotaro said sarcastically: "You should think about what you will do in prison. I'm afraid that with your appearance, you will be eaten by those female barbarians in prison."

"You didn't think that the phone call you made in the car could save you, did you, Reina Morisawa?"

"Who do you think you called for help? The Prime Minister? To be honest, even the Prime Minister can't handle this!"

'clang'.
The door to the interrogation room was kicked open.
A beautiful woman stood at the door, staring at Ueda Shotaro with a stern expression.
"So? Can I take care of it? Ueda Shotaro?"

(End of this chapter)