Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 244 Obedient
Early morning in Tokyo.

At this time, Sensoji Temple has not yet opened its doors to welcome pilgrims.

Sakura Kurumi does feel a sense of belonging to Sensoji Temple.

Just like she did to her deceased master Takeda Taifu.

Once upon a time, I treated this place as my home and came back every week.

In her mobile phone, before she met Fang Zuo, the person who sent the most messages was Takeda Taifu, but he was also the one who betrayed her the most cruelly.

After Takeda Taifu's death, Sakurasora Kurumi thought that her bond with Sensoji Temple was completely over.

No one owes anyone anything.

but.

These cold-hearted things are participating in the ambush on themselves.

After returning from the Northern Four Islands, Yingkong Hutao was in a daze all day, thinking about Fang Zuo and not taking anything to heart.

I'm too lazy to care about them.

But now it’s different, my man is back.

The reckoning is about to begin.

Eliminate anyone who gets in your way.

Start at Sensoji Temple.

Sakura Kurumi waved her hand.

Dozens of police officers lined up with weapons and broke down the gate of Sensoji Temple.

There were several police officers stationed at the front door and in the backyard, pulling up cordons and blocking all pedestrians, neither allowing them to enter nor leave.

"Squat down and put your head in your hands."

"Squat down."

"Who are you?" A dozen monks came out shouting and were immediately stopped by loaded guns.

There were a few people who wanted to resist, but as soon as they started to get angry, they were controlled by the police using police equipment specially designed for Onmyoji.

These monks from Sensoji Temple were all stunned on the spot. Ordinary police officers in Tokyo, even those in the criminal squad, were relatively polite. It was rare for them to start yelling and using police equipment.

They don't know that the Exorcist Guard is no longer an ordinary Tokyo police officer. Most of them are Onmyojis and never pay much attention to procedures and police training.

Only with strength can you gain respect.

"Team Leader Yingkong Huwalnut." Master Hongyi, wearing a gray monk's robe, walked out with a complicated expression. "Excuse me, what crime have we committed?"

"Where's Omori Masaru? Hiding?" Sakura Kurumi stepped forward in high heels. Her red bean paste lipstick accentuated her high ponytail, making her look both gorgeous and aloof. "What crime did he commit? Omori Masaru of Sensō-ji Temple is suspected of the premeditated murder of Japan's highest-ranking police officer—the Commissioner of Police."

Yingkong Kurumi took a step forward, her beautiful eyes fixed on Master Hongyi. "That's me, Chief of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau! Master Hongyi, do you need any further introduction?"

"How is this possible? Nutella?" Master Hongyi looked at the beautiful hall master with a high ponytail and a cold expression.

His expression was complicated.

Once upon a time, she was just a little girl who followed him and devoted herself to learning Yin-Yang magic.

She likes to wear her hair in twin ponytails and loves to eat Dorayaki.

Never thought that one day the two sides would become like this?

"Call me Chief." Yingkong Hutao's expression remained unchanged. "What about you? Master Hongyi, did you know about this ambush? Or rather, did you participate in it?"

"If I say no, would you believe it?" Master Hongyi sighed.

Sakura Kurumi is so sure, it must be Omori Masaru who did it.

He knew that with Omori Masaru's ambition, he could do such a thing.

After all, even Takeda Taifu sacrificed himself.

"Yes." Yingsora Kurumi nodded. After all, Hongyi did help her a lot after she started working as a police officer.

Since they still remembered the old friendship, Master Hongyi breathed a sigh of relief: "These monks are innocent too, let them go."

"Take everyone back to the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department. We'll soon find out if they're innocent or not." Sakura Kurumi ignored her and turned around to shout, then stared at Master Hongyi, "Tell Omori Masaru to come out. Don't try to escape. I've already written a wanted order and will issue it immediately."

"Yingkong Walnut Hall is joking. I didn't do it. Why should I run away?" A faint voice came.

Omori of Sensoji Temple was wearing a black monk's robe and walked out with an old face.

A middle-aged man in a suit stood next to him.

"Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall Master, what evidence do you have that Omori Zheng is attempting to murder you?" The middle-aged man in the suit frowned and said, "Omori Zheng is a celebrity with a certain social and political status and influence in Japan. Without solid evidence, you have no right to arrest him, let alone take over Sensoji Temple."

"Who are you?" Yingkong Kurumi looked at the strange middle-aged man and raised her eyebrows.

"I'm Naoto Kato, the director of the Public Safety Committee," the middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Feng Dielian, the one you transferred to, was once one of my subordinate section chiefs."

Sakura Kurumi glanced at Omori Masa with her beautiful eyes and saw a mocking look on his face.

It turned out that I had already prepared.

"I can come and arrest him, of course I have solid evidence." Yingkong Kurumi said: "The murderer who participated in the ambush on me and the Hokkaido Shinto priest who witnessed it are all in the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau."

"I'm sorry, Director." Along with the voice of apology from afar, hurried footsteps were heard behind Yingsora Kurumi.

Another middle-aged man, accompanied by a group of police officers, approached and stood beside Yingkong Kurumi. He lowered his head, bowed slightly, and said apologetically, "Officer, the Yin-Yang master who participated in your ambush and murdered you brought back has retracted his testimony and committed suicide."

Yingkong Kurumi's eyes narrowed as she carefully looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of her with a respectful expression.

Akiyama Makoto.

Unexpectedly!

The head of the Violent Crimes Investigation Division, one of the 13 divisions of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Department under his jurisdiction, has always been an independent Onmyoji without any Onmyoji family behind him.

Since I transferred him here, he has been loyal and respectful to me very much.

Unexpectedly, he was also from Sensoji Temple.

Needless to say.

After he left, Akiyama Makoto received instructions to make the imprisoned Onmyoji change his confession and then deal with him.

He is indeed a shrewd old man.

Sakura Kurumi looked at Omori Masa who was resting with his eyes closed.

He didn't say a word, but the sarcasm on his face became even stronger.

"Sakura Kurumi, since the witness is dead, do you have any other evidence? Otherwise, you can't just take Omori Masaru back like this." Kato Naoto put his hands behind his back and said solemnly, "Police departments need to follow the correct procedures when arresting people. They can't just do whatever they want. Japan is a country ruled by law."

"I'm sorry, Omori Masaru is not only involved in the murder case that ambushed me, but also in the murder of Takeda Taifu and several other Tokyo murders." Sakura Kurumi sneered: "I must take him back for investigation. As for the correctness of the process you mentioned, you can file a lawsuit with the Inspectorate to arrest me, but I must take him away today."

Yingkong Kurumi looked at Omori Masa, who had his eyes closed. "Come on, come back with me, Omori Masa."

After speaking, he waved his hand.

The police officer behind was about to step forward to arrest him.

He was immediately stopped by the next group of police officers brought by Makoto Akiyama.

"Officer Sakura Sora Kurumi," Akiyama Makoto raised his respectful figure and stood at attention, a mocking expression on his face. "With so many of our colleagues here, if you disregard the correctness of police procedures and arrest people indiscriminately, I'm afraid they won't accept it."

"Who's dissatisfied? Is it just you, the Violent Crime Investigation Department, who's dissatisfied?" The coldness in Yingkong Hutao's words became even stronger.

"And us." There was another sound of dense footsteps behind Yingkong Kurumi.

"Special Crime Investigation Sections One and Two." A middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman led a large group of police officers over and stood with Akiyama Makoto. "We all admire Director Sakura Kurumi's dedication and ability, but if he wants to use personal grudges to undermine the correct procedures of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department, we, the veteran officers, must not agree."

Yingkong Kurumi's beautiful eyes swept over the two section chiefs, one male and one female, and the police officers behind them one by one.

Shoichi Sano and Takako Shimizu.

These people avoided his gaze, but still did not retreat.

As expected, the Tokyo Exorcist Guard Bureau, which is jointly run by these Tokyo Onmyoji families, is not that simple.

Some time ago, I took the opportunity to replace three section chiefs who had quit, and there are still ten departments left.

Everything seems calm these days, and everyone is executing their orders completely and decisively.

Be respectful to yourself.

but now.

Just the presence of Omori Masaru of Sensō-ji Temple alone made the Onmyoji families behind three of the classes unite and they couldn't wait to jump out to support him.

This is a serious criminal offense, ambushing the highest-ranking police officer, and they can just ignore it.

Before he appeared, all the Onmyoji families were fighting for power and refusing to give in to each other.

After I appeared in this position, they united and stood together.

"Omori Masa, what a great move." Sakura Kurumi took a step forward, her aura firmly locked onto Sensoji Omori Masa: "In such a short time, we were able to gather so many Onmyoji families to protect you."

"Kunwal, do you hate me and Sensoji Temple so much?" Omori sighed, slowly opened his eyes, and revealed a compassionate expression:

"Back then, you were kicked out by your family, and it was Sensoji Temple that took you in. It's okay if you're not grateful."

"And now, is Yingkong Kurumi Hall about to take action herself? The little girl who used to study Yin and Yang magic hard in Sensoji Temple is finally going to take action against an old man like me in Sensoji Temple."

"Sure, come on, let me see how far you've come. Let everyone see how arrogant and domineering the Chief of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Department is, and how he's reckless in repaying kindness with enmity."

Omori Masaya took a step forward and looked at Sakura Kurumi with a sarcastic expression without any fear.

In Sensoji Temple, it would be great if we could provoke the director to take action personally.

Not only are there our own people here, there are also witnesses, and there are countless cameras pointed at this place.

Just waiting for Sakura Kurumi to take action.

"Officer Sakura Kurumi, I demand that you immediately cease all irrational behavior," Kato Naoto said sternly. "You are dangerous. This isn't just a matter of police discipline; you are heading towards a crime."

"If you really dare to do this, I will definitely report your actions to the Minister of the Interior and the Inspectorate, and I will open a special criminal file for you in the Public Safety Committee."

"Omori Masa is indeed quite capable." Sakura Kurumi smiled and let go of her aura, clapping her hands together. "It seems that the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department really can't do anything to you, Omori Masa today."

Hear this.

Everyone present had a smug look on their faces.

So what if he's the director of a department? So what if he's the leader of the crisis management task force?
After all, he is a newcomer.

After all, he is still too young.

Yingkong Kurumi glanced at Omori Zheng and the three section chiefs, and suddenly burst out laughing.

The cold delicate face thawed instantly and smiled like a flower.

"If the Director gives up targeting Omori Masaru and our Onmyoji families, we will naturally cooperate with Director Sakura Kurumi in the future." Akiyama Makoto looked at Sakura Kurumi, whose expression suddenly changed, thinking that she had finally recognized the situation and given up the tit-for-tat confrontation, and said proudly:
"I will never embarrass you in future missions. I will do my best. You can rest assured about that."

"Yes."

"good."

The other two section chiefs echoed.

"So, according to you, should I thank you? Or do you think this matter is over?" Yingkong Kurumi said with a smile. Suddenly, her face turned cold again: "What I want is for you to jump out. It just so happens that I can solve it all at once."

"Sakura Kurumi, don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. Without us, you are just a figurehead. We know you are strong, but no matter how strong you are, do you dare to kill us all here?" said Section Chief Masakazu Sano of the Special Crime Investigation Division next to him.

Yingkong Kurumi sneered, took out her cell phone, pressed a few buttons, and then put it back.

"Director, are you mobilizing manpower? Several section chiefs in other sections have their own 'missions'. Even if they aren't on our side, they won't go against us for you." Section Chief Takako Shimizu of Special Crime Investigation Section 2 sneered.

"Are you planning to mobilize all the section chiefs to come to Sensō-ji to start an internal conflict? If you do that, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on to your position the next day."

"Mobilizing personnel from other departments? Internal strife?" Sakura Kurumi smiled and said, "You're overthinking it. I simply used my authority to temporarily lift Tokyo's air traffic control."

She didn't finish her sentence.

'Da da da'

"Da da da"

The sound of helicopter propellers came from the distant sky.

Two transport helicopters were flying rapidly towards Sensoji Temple from a distance.

Everyone present was suspicious, looked at each other, and then looked up.

Soon, two transport helicopters flew over the crowd.

Two slings were lowered from two helicopters.

Then one after another, the people slid down from the ropes neatly and quickly.

Fully armed with standard gear, wearing bulletproof vests, helmets, and carrying weapons.

After reaching the ground, they quickly surrounded everyone.

After about forty members had gotten off, the helicopter retracted the ropes, turned around and flew away.

The Onmyoji present had serious expressions on their faces.

This group of people coming down were obviously wearing lightweight standard military equipment, and their weapons and protective gear were specially customized to effectively target Onmyoji and other national magicians.

A special task force of the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force.

Leading the group was a beautiful woman wearing a military helmet, a tactical vest and a camouflage skirt.

A pair of snow-white and exaggeratedly proportioned beautiful legs, among a group of men in Sensoji Temple, is thrilling and enchanting.

She took off her military helmet and shook her little head.

The two ponytails that were coiled on top of her head fell down instantly.

Dangling behind the head.

Hashimoto Yuna,

She casually threw her military helmet back, and it was caught by the Self-Defense Force member behind her. A pair of small hands reached behind her tactical vest and grasped two "Pavna Witness" pistols in their hands.

It is inlaid with rhinestones just like Sakura Kurumi's, but unlike Sakura Kurumi's purple, she chose green rhinestones.

Beneath the enchanting snow-white long legs are two pairs of black military boots.

She bent her left foot and kicked it back gracefully, then rushed forward with the gun in her left hand.

The 'Pavna Witness' in his left hand made a snapping sound and was then kicked into the chest by the heel of the military boot.

Then he kicked up with his right foot in the same elegant manner.

‘click’

The 'Pavna Witness' in his right hand was also loaded.

"Well, I'll be obedient." Hashimoto Yuna, holding two 'Pavna Witness' pistols in her hands, walked towards Sakura Kurumi with a smile, and said as if to ask for credit, "Look, I also tied my hair into twin ponytails, just like you did that day."

Then, without waiting for Sakura Kurumi to speak, she said in surprise, "Why did you change to a high ponytail? Didn't we agree to wear twin ponytails today?"

Sakura Kurumi rolled her eyes and nodded to the people in Sensoji Temple: "Let's get down to business."

"Okay." Hashimoto Yuna agreed readily and obediently. She flipped her twin ponytails, turned around, and pointed at the crowd opposite with two guns in her small hands: "Who is Omori Masaru from Sensoji Temple?"

The two black gun muzzles frightened everyone and they all swallowed their saliva.

What power does Sakura Kurumi have? She even mobilized the Maritime Self-Defense Force.

Who is this beautiful woman with exaggeratedly long legs?

"I am. May I ask who you are?" Omori said with a serious expression.

What seemed to be a good thing turned out to be an unexpected development.

Were all of this planned by Sakura Kurumi?

"My name is Hashimoto Yuna, and I'm a police officer in the Japan Self-Defense Forces." Hashimoto Yuna sneered, aiming the muzzle of the gun in her right hand at Omori Masaru. "Sensō-ji Omori Masaru, you are suspected of plotting the murder of Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force Admiral Hashimoto Yuna, that is, myself, in Hokkaido. The evidence is now irrefutable."

"According to Japanese law and Article 21 of the Spiritual Opposition Council, criminal psychics involved in the murder of Self-Defense Force members have the right to divide jurisdictional responsibilities through consultation between the Tokyo Exorcist Guard and Self-Defense Force police officers."

After saying that, Hashimoto Yuna twisted her face and said, "Director Sakura Sora Kurumi, this case is being taken over by the Japanese Self-Defense Forces. Do you have any objection?"

"Of course." Yingkong Kurumi glanced at the gloomy-faced people and said with a smile, "I'll leave it to you. According to the legal process, this is within my authority. What do you think, everyone?"

There was silence, and everyone's faces were gloomy and no one answered.

I never thought that Yingkong Kurumi had such a skill.

They completely skipped the Tokyo police and called in the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force.

"General Hashimoto Yuna, do you have any evidence?" Naoto Kato looked at Hashimoto Yuna, who kept shaking the gun barrel as she spoke, occasionally pointing it towards him, feeling a little numb.

Isn't this woman afraid of the gun going off accidentally?

"Evidence?" Hashimoto Yua sneered, and with a bang, she fired a shot into the sky with the gun in her left hand.

‘click’

‘click’

‘click’

Dozens of Self-Defense Force members behind him loaded their guns and aimed them at the crowd.

The air froze instantly.

There was a solemn atmosphere.

"Who are you? The Chief of Staff of the Self-Defense Forces? You are the one who can ask for evidence?" Hashimoto Yuna snorted disdainfully.

After saying this, he ignored the speechless Kato Naoto and said to Omori Masaru, "Let's go."

Immediately, two Self-Defense Force members came up, picked up special alloy shackles, and handcuffed his hands and feet.

Omori of Sensoji Temple took a deep breath.

He glanced at Yingkong Kurumi and said, "Well done, General Yingkong Kurumi. I underestimated you."

"Oh, I overestimated you." Yingkong Kurumi said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, Yingkong Kurumi's face straightened:
"I hereby announce that the three heads of Special Crime Investigation Sections 1 and 2, and the Violent Crime Investigation Section, who protected the suspect and destroyed evidence, will be immediately dismissed from their posts and have their weapons removed. An internal investigation will commence. Once the evidence is conclusive, it will be referred to the Prosecutor's Office for their conviction."

"you dare!!"

"Why!!"

The three protested violently, and the police officers behind them also made noisy noises.

Having worked as police officers in the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department for so many years, they know very well that once they enter the interrogation room, there are plenty of ways to make them tell the truth.

What's more, evidence and witnesses were framed.

Even if they said nothing, the countless people they had arrested and offended in the past would bite them to death in various cases.

'Brush brush'

Under the aim of dozens of guns from the Self-Defense Forces special team, all the noisy sounds disappeared instantly.

The police officers behind Yingsora Kurumi quickly stepped forward and unloaded their guns.

Then they cuffed them with their police weapons.

"Okay, done." Hashimoto Yua put away the two pistols with a smile and walked in front of Sakura Sora Kurumi.

He pointed at Omori Masaru, who had a worn-out look on his face. In just a moment, he seemed to have aged a lot more.

"Should we take this old thing to you or to me?" Hashimoto Yuna said easily.

It was as if he was talking about a piece of garbage, and he didn't take the head of the top three Onmyoji organizations in Tokyo seriously at all.

"Let's go to your place." Yingkong Kurumi shook her head: "I don't know who is human or ghost there yet, so don't let anything unexpected happen."

"Well, it's not easy for you to run a legitimate business. By the way, how is Feng Dielian? I haven't visited her recently because I've been busy. No one argues with me and I miss her." Hashimoto Yuna asked.

"She's recovering well and will be discharged in a few days. In fact, she wanted to be discharged today and come with me, but I stopped her." Yingsora Kurumi said.

"Okay, after we're discharged from the hospital, the three of us will go to an izakaya for a drink together. Humph, I don't believe I can't beat you in drinking." said Hashimoto Yuna.

"I'll stick with you till the end." Yingkong Kurumi raised her beautiful eyebrows.

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Inside the University of Tokyo Hospital.

A nurse is checking on Feng Dielian's condition.

suddenly.

The ward was dark.

The nurse was stunned with blank eyes.

A person slowly emerged from the wall.

Ashiya Michizan.

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Inside the Edogawa Bonsai Museum.

Rena Morisawa was presiding over the Yamaguchi-gumi's regular meeting with a worried look on her face.

Upstairs, Miyagi Muko was applying lipstick and putting on makeup.

Suddenly he was stunned.

His eyes went dark for a moment.

It was terribly black, without any other color at all.

"Why haven't we found out who's behind that Yamaguchi-gumi woman?" Miyagi Xiangzi said in a low voice.

"No, I suspect something happened to the person behind her. Morisawa Rena has lost a lot of weight recently. Not only does she sleep less than three hours, she also eats less tea and food. Her Southeast Asian gang plan has also slowed down." Miyagi Muko said in a normal voice.

"Then just get rid of her and take over the Yamaguchi-gumi. Don't wait any longer. The Kyushu Divine Kingdom is attacking fiercely. Without any human authority, I can't pry open the foundation of the Divine Kingdom and can't enter the Divine Kingdom." said the low voice.

".Yes." Miyagi Xiangzi said in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)