Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 279 Kill Me!!!

"Which force do you suspect?" Feng Dielian was very curious.

"It's just a preliminary suspicion. Nothing can be confirmed yet. It's just a feeling. In our line of work, we have to take bold guesses." Yingkong Kurumi asked, "By the way, how's the investigation into the hospital organ issue going?"

"I was just about to report this to you." Feng Dielian shook her head and said, "I've visited several large hospitals. Their bodies and organs have detailed usage and processes, and they're all registered with supervisory agencies and signed by a third-party supervisor. There's virtually no chance of them being resold or stolen."

"That's strange. Where can we get so many human organs?" Yingsong Kurumi frowned.

"Could it be a crematorium?" Feng Dielian asked. "There are 26 crematoriums in Tokyo. If the occupants were robbed,

"That's possible. If that's the case, we can only conduct a covert investigation, preferably with police officers disguised as undercover employees." Yingkong Kurumi said after a moment's thought, "Going in openly and asking questions will definitely alert the enemy."

"We don't have enough manpower." Feng Dielian curled her lips and shifted her gaze to the police officers.

In the hall.

These prosecutors from the Inspection Office not only questioned the police officers individually, but also went to the desks with pens and recorders to record each visit.

He then asked the police officers for different case information.

The police officers from the Security Department cooperated almost non-stop, requiring them to provide information and confessions, and each team was extremely annoyed.

Feng Dielian pursed her lips and said, "It's not just us. The police officers in the area are also having trouble. The prosecutor came and asked them to hand over all kinds of information. They called the headquarters to complain."

"Don't worry, we'll have enough manpower soon. Just watch over here, I'll go and cause some trouble for this beautiful prosecutor." Sakura Kurumi looked at prosecutor Hojo Sakurana coldly.

She had just questioned a police officer and was smiling at him from a distance.

Let’s see how you laugh later!
Sakura Kurumi waved in a friendly manner.

She turned and walked into her office.

After taking out her cell phone from the drawer, she called Kana Morisawa.

"Hello, Director Sakura Kurumi, what can I do for you?" Kana Morisawa's kind voice came from the other end of the phone.

At the same time, various wailing and groaning sounds continued to be heard.

"What? Are you teaching the team members a lesson again?" Yingsora Kurumi asked with a smile.

"There are too many disobedient little yellow-haired people." Kana Morisawa said helplessly: "If these people don't get a taste of their power, they don't know what the world will be like."

"It just so happens that I have someone here who needs you to teach her a lesson." Yingkong Kurumi was talking on the phone while standing in front of the window. She opened the blinds and looked at the prosecutors walking around, and said lightly.

"No problem, Director Sakura Kurumi, what do you need me to do?" Kana Morisawa understood.

"I heard that you recently bought the two largest taxi companies in Japan?" Sakura Kurumi said softly.

Kana Morisawa was shocked. It was just a matter of a few days, and the legal person and financial account had nothing to do with the Yamaguchi-gumi, but the police had found out about it.

I suddenly felt helpless. It is becoming increasingly difficult to be a member of the underworld in this information age. If I had not transformed myself early, I would probably have been in prison long ago.

"Yes, the Yamaguchi-gumi has expanded a lot recently, but overall it is still seriously aging, and some of them cannot keep up with the times. I arranged for many older members to drive taxis, so that they can have an extra income." Kana Morisawa said honestly.

"Very good. I need you to mobilize your taxi fleet immediately. Within one hour, I want you to cause thirteen traffic accidents at thirteen important transportation hubs throughout Tokyo, blocking traffic." Sakura Kurumi said.
"Of course, since there are traffic accidents, there will naturally be disputes, and it is normal for drivers on both sides to fight. Traffic and public security issues naturally need to be reported to the police, and police officers are needed to maintain order."

"Also, mobilize your team to call the police whenever there are quarrels in troubled areas of the Tokyo metropolitan area. In short, I need your team to mobilize the entire Tokyo police force within an hour. Can you do it?"

"Of course, Director Sakura Sora Kurumi, I understand. Leave it to me. I guarantee it will be handled properly. Speaking of which, aren't these things we at the Yamaguchi-gumi are good at?" Morisawa Kana said with a smile, "Absolutely no problem!"

"Very good, then I'll leave it to you. The entire police department is waiting for your call to the police." Yingsora Kurumi smiled and said goodbye.

"As you wish." Kana Morisawa said softly.

Just as Yingsora Kurumi hung up the phone, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Yingkong Kurumi said.

Hojo Sakura walked in with a confident smile, leaning against the door panel with her waist tilted, her arms folded across her chest, pushing up the curve of her shirt even more. "I won't come in, Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall, please come to the small conference room. It's your turn."

After saying that, he lowered his arms, made a bow, and made a gesture of invitation.

"OK!" Yingkong Kurumi put down the phone and stood up: "Lead the way, Prosecutor Hojo!"

Hojo Sakurana smiled mockingly at Sakura Kurumi, shrugged her shoulders, and walked away with a twist of her waist.

Sakura Kurumi entered the small meeting room and found a chair placed alone in the distance.

Hojo Sakura sat at the other end of the table, looking like she was interrogating a mortal.

Yingkong Kurumi sneered, and her beautiful legs flew up and kicked lightly.

The office chair drew an arc, rolled quickly, and stopped precisely in front of the table.

Yingkong Kurumi then walked a few steps forward and sat down, leaning back slightly and crossing her beautiful legs.

The soft lambskin leather pants are thin and elastic, showing off the breathtaking curves of her long legs.

"Prosecutor Hojo, why don't you drink plain water? Why don't you try the tea and coffee from our Security Department?" Sakura Kurumi raised her eyebrows and said while looking at the water cup brought by Hojo Sakurana opposite her.

"No need, I'll be here for a long time." Hojo Sakura shook her head: "We'll drink it all up."

"Oh?" Yingkong Kurumi looked at her nails, then raised her head and smiled brightly: "That's not necessarily true."

"Maybe." Hojo Sakura shrugged. "How about it? Sakura Sora Kurumi? Is there anything you want to tell us?

"Confess? Are you interrogating me? If you have evidence, just take me back to the Supervisory Office." Yingkong Kurumi said coldly.

"Then let me put it another way. Do you have anything to say about the unjust case in 2013 and the death of your master Takeda Taifu?" Hojo Sakurana was not angry. She imitated Sakura Kurumi and leaned back slightly on the chair.

"I'm sorry, but I can't comment further. We've just started our own investigation into this unjust case. If I'm not mistaken, Section 7's Keiji Ono should be right next door. You might want to ask him."

"You personally promoted the head of Section 7. Could it be that you didn't notice anything unusual about what he did on a daily basis?"

"Your question is ridiculous. I hadn't even joined the police force before the incident. How could I possibly have known about his abnormality?"

"Then let's talk about Takeda Taifu's case. Sakura Kurumi, your career advancement speed is the fastest in the police force, especially the last rank. The fastest promotion in history took three years and five months, while you only took a few months." Hojo Sakurana picked up a piece of information on the table and looked at it, then turned her gaze back to Sakura Kurumi and said:
"It's just that right now, the death of your master, Takeda Taifu, remains unsolved. We have to suspect that the speed of your promotion is related to the case."

"Prosecutor Hojo, I think it's better for us to end this boring trial. This will save everyone's time." Sakura Kurumi frowned: "If you have evidence, just arrest me and take me back to the Inspection Office."

"You still seem quite resistant to our investigation." Hojo Sakurana put down the file and pushed another stack of documents on the table in front of Sakura Kurumi. "Here are the case files. In just this morning, we've already found obvious procedural errors in several of the 13 cases we suspect. We've investigated the entire process, including checking the cameras in the interrogation room."

"The most prominent issue is the violent interrogation. Secondly, the investigation and reporting procedures are reversed. The official seal was clearly added later. With so many problems and such a high probability, doesn't this indicate that there are major problems with your Security Department?"

"Hojo Sakura! Graduated with the highest honors from Tokyo University of Political Science and Law, receiving the TOP Scholarship for four consecutive years. That same year, she passed the Level I National Examination and joined the Inspectorate." Sakura Kurumi picked up the stack of case files that were pushed over to her and examined them one by one, saying calmly, "After joining the Inspectorate, I've been working in an office until now. Now I'm a first-level prosecutor. Am I right?"

Sakura Kurumi threw the stack of documents aside and lowered her gaze slightly to look at the black stockings and high heels wrapped around Hojo Sakura's beautiful legs under the table. She sneered at Hojo Sakura and said, "The color difference of these black stockings is so even, they must be expensive. And your commuter high heels are not issued by the government."

Hojo Sakura raised her eyebrows: "What do you want to say?"

"I'm trying to say you have no idea what grassroots police officers are like," Yingkong Kurumi sneered. "Have you ever been on duty? Have you ever been on patrol? Have you ever chased a criminal? You think all this can be done with pen and paper like an exam, right?"

"Hojo Sakura, before you criticize these police officers, please take off your priceless stockings and high heels, put on your uniform, and walk around the streets of Tokyo to experience the scorching summers and freezing winters." Sakura Kurumi said as she removed the holster, along with the pistol, from her waist and slammed it on the table. "Take this and go arrest a criminal yourself."

"You know, these basic police officers, they endure the cold wind and scorching sun all the time, always ready to sacrifice, what do they get in return?"

"In return, I get a meager salary and the skepticism of you sitting in the office."

Sakura Kurumi picked up the case files and threw them back across from Hojo Sakura. "The first one is the Shinjuku May 5.14th major rape case. The killer raped five women, and the suspect violently resisted arrest. Officer Oi Takaya, whom you just called in, broke three ribs and nearly lost his life trying to apprehend this undocumented onmyoji rapist."

"Excuse me, what kind of procedural justice should be given to this criminal? And what kind of gentle interrogation should be used? Make him a cup of coffee, treat him to a massage, or order his favorite takeout."

"The second case is the Yokohama dismemberment case. The murderer brutally murdered a family of three and has been on the run for a long time. The officer you called in has been tracking this case for three years and hasn't been home for two of them."

"The pursuit took him all over Japan. He missed his mother's death and the birth of his child. What if the criminals beat him up after arresting him? What if they beat him half to death?"

"To tell you the truth, I broke this scumbag's arm myself. You're talking to me about procedural justice, why don't you go catch one yourself first?"

Hojo Sakura frowned and said, "I understand everything you said, but..."

"No, you don't understand." Sakura Kurumi interrupted, raised her arm and looked at her watch: "It's almost time, the time is up, there is no need for us to continue chatting."

"What time is it? Sakura Kurumi, don't think that you can erase everything by just saying a few words. I said, your problem is very serious. If you don't cooperate, I will..." Before Hojo Sakurana finished speaking, her phone rang.

"Yes, yes." As the voice on the phone continued, her face became uglier and uglier: "I'm sorry, I understand. Yes, yes."

"How's it going?" Yingkong Kurumi said with a smile, "Is it time?"

"boom."

"You're so audacious, Sakura Kurumi!!" Hojo Sakura's face flushed crimson, and she slammed her hand down on the table. "How dare you cause so many accidents at once? The calls from the public have overwhelmed the entire police dispatch center, even affecting the Ministry of National Security and the entire cabinet."

"Without evidence, it's a false accusation, Hojo Sakura." Sakura Kurumi sneered, "I told you long ago that Tokyo has a population of 40 million and there are too many things to deal with every day. I also told you to shorten your investigation time. I also told you that you can't afford it!"

"Very good. I want to see how you explain these two unjust cases to the public. Otherwise, I will ask you to come to the Inspectorate for things that have not been discussed here, Sakura Kurumi! Just wait!" Hojo Sakurana bit her lower lip, spoke word by word, snorted coldly, picked up the documents on the table, kicked the chair away, and walked out the door.

Hojo Sakura's face turned pale. Under the prosecutors' surprised gazes, she clapped her hands and said, "The investigation is terminated. Disband."

"Attention all departments, Tokyo needs you to immediately deal with various emergencies and delayed cases." Sakura Kurumi also walked out with a smile and clapped her hands.

"Yes!" All the police officers stood up and shouted in unison.

Smiling face and full of energy.

This is in stark contrast to the prosecutors at all levels who packed up and left.

"I'm afraid she won't let this go until these two unjust cases are resolved." Feng Dielian said as she watched Hojo Sakurana walking away.

"I'll go see Keiji Ohno," said Sakura Kurumi, "and see if he's willing to give me any clues."

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Fang Zuo came to the underground research base of the University of Tokyo.

"How is she?" Fang Zuo came to Zhou Yuanyan and asked.

The condition of the daughter of the primordial god returned to normal and she fell asleep on the sofa.

"I don't know. This state is clearly beyond the scope of humans. It doesn't belong to cultivators or gods." Zhou Yuanyan kept checking the various data on the computer. "This blue energy fluctuation is in the form of particles, but I gave her a full body examination. Apart from the blood, there are no other abnormalities. Her organs and bones are the same as ours. I didn't know such blue particles would appear."

"Perhaps I can give you some direction." Fang Zuo recounted the moment he saw the future. "Could she be the so-called Messiah?" Zhou Yuanyan frowned.

"Impossible! She's too weak. Even ordinary weapons can hurt her." Fang Zuo shook his head. "Besides, the huge energy in the vortex disappeared at Tokyo Women's University."

"You make sense." Zhou Yuanyan kept switching data models and nodded: "It might be the resonance of some kind of particles."

Fang Zuo glanced at the various data that were more difficult than the heavenly book and knew that he was useless here: "Observe her. When she is in good condition, take her to Tokyo Women's University. Maybe you can find the Messiah through her."

"Don't worry." Zhou Yuanyan nodded, then suddenly thought of something and said hesitantly, "Her period will come soon. What if both states come together and she wants to mate with you again? Can you handle her? She's covered in particle light blades."

"You do it yourself." Fang Zuo rolled his eyes.

People have disappeared.

"She wants you, not me?" Zhou Yuanyan shouted loudly towards the empty space next to him.

When Fang Zuo walked out of the laboratory, night had already fallen.

He took a taxi to Shiraishi Nagimitsu's villa.

After getting off the car, Fang Zuo was about to walk into the villa when he suddenly felt a familiar breath in the alley next to it.

I couldn't help but look to the side.

"Don't move!" With a light shout, the fragrance entered the nose.

At the same time, an arm in a black suit was placed on his shoulder.

Five red rays of light emerged from the five slender, snow-white fingers, which kept moving in and out and stretching, placing themselves at Fang Zuo's throat.

"Turn your head slowly so I can see you," the voice continued.

Fang Zuo slowly turned around after hearing this.

A face with beautiful features, but a pair of slightly thick eyebrows, which makes it look a bit neutral.

He was wearing a men's suit and tie.

"I've never seen you before. Whose subordinate are you and why are you looking for Shiraishi Nagimitsu?" the beautiful woman asked with a frown.

"I don't understand what you mean." Fang Zuo shrugged his shoulders: "I am Shiraishi Nagimitsu's man, why do you think I came to see her?"

"Are you her man?" The beautiful woman was stunned. "Why do you smell like us?"

She sniffed with her delicate nose, and her eyes flashed red.

"You really are human." The beautiful woman breathed a sigh of relief. "But why do you smell like us? No, it's the smell of adults. No, that's not it!"

The more the beautiful woman sniffed, the more terrified she became. A hint of shyness flashed across her face. "No matter who you are, I'm warning you. You are not allowed to hurt Shiraishi Nagimitsu. Do you understand?"

"Of course." Fang Zuosha looked at the woman with interest: "She is my woman."

When did Shiraishi Nagimitsu suddenly have such a bodyguard?

What's more, what surprised Fang Zuo was that she actually had a hint of the aura of the Asura clan.

Although very thin.

So faint that it can be ignored.

"Come in." The beautiful woman's voice trembled a little, and she withdrew her palm that was emitting red light.

After the man came in with a smile, she leaned against the wall with her legs tightly clamped together.

A shy moan escaped her throat.

My legs almost collapsed to the ground.

Why does this man have the aura of an adult? No, the aura of a superior that is far more intimidating than that of an adult.

This kind of aura made him feel like a lioness in the grassland, and he was the only king.

But just getting close to her would cause her to secrete pheromones rapidly.

That's a mating signal.

Who is this man?

Makie was a little puzzled as to why there was such a person in Tokyo.

I wanted to contact the [Doctor] to ask, but this gentleman was dealing with an internal conflict among the brothers and I haven't been able to contact him for many days.

ignore him.
As long as it doesn't hurt Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

Shiraishi Nagihiru is his own.

He should be killed by his own hands.

Before this
Pay her back twice first.

Makihui told herself.

Fang Zuo came to Shiraishi Nagimitsu's bedroom.

The woman has fallen asleep.

A pair of huge creatures revealed most of their white skin as they breathed.

There was a pile of fast food downstairs in the villa and a pile of documents on the table. It seemed that she was not there, so she just ate some.

It seems that Mei Shiraishi is also a freeloader.

Fang Zuo sighed when he heard the soft snoring of Shiraishi Mei next door.

He sat cross-legged in the corner of the room, circulating the remaining power of Susanoo's incense and feeling the mark he had left on the Japanese divine realm.

After passing the incense barrier, he came to a familiar place in the kingdom of God.

Behind the military camp.

Feeling that the power of the incense was still dissipating, he had no time to care about other things and looked up at the big sun in the sky.

Fang Zuo pondered for a moment, then rose up and flew on the wind.

This entire kingdom of incense is filled with the power of incense, and the use of magical powers will consume one's own spiritual power.

Asura's Daohen absorbed the power of the incense and fed it back to his soul. Although it was replenished, it was still very slow.

It didn't take long before Fang Zuo approached the sun.

It does not have any of the heat of the sun's fire. Although it emits light and illuminates the world, it is only a form.

That's right.

Otherwise, how could such a small world of incense and worship be able to support such a great sun?

Fang Zuo came to the periphery of the sun and carefully contacted it with his spiritual sense.

这 是
A Taoist restriction.

Is this a magic weapon?

Fang Zuo was extremely shocked.

How could there be Taoist forbidden magic weapons in this sacred country of incense?

Fang Zuo probed with his spiritual sense. Although the restriction maintained its outline, the spiritual power inside was extremely limited and there was no hindrance.

Only then did he feel comfortable entering with his body.

The moment he entered, the scene inside made his pupils shrink sharply.

Huge, renovated Chinese-style palaces are stacked one on top of another.

It is magnificent and golden, with carved railings and jade bricks.

Towering into the clouds, magnificent and majestic.

This didn't shock Fang Zuo.

What's truly astonishing about these palaces is the presence of a giant rooster in the middle of them.

The body is a hundred meters tall.

Countless tentacles pierced through his body and bound him to a huge demon tree.

It was similar to the one he had used to kill Susanoo.

The rooster has lost all its feathers, leaving only the feathers.

The originally large and bright red cockscomb looked like a leaf eaten by insects, with many dilapidated and broken holes.

Its skinny, emaciated body was covered with transparent insect eggs several meters long.

The eggs kept expanding and contracting, emitting a disgusting oily sheen.

The rooster's chest was cut open and its heart was exposed.

A large tentacle inserted straight into the heart, constantly expanding and sucking.

A huge drop of blood was sucked out from the heart and flowed into the demon tree along the tentacles.

"My friend, kill me."

A divine thought with a strong sense of death was transmitted over.

(End of this chapter)