Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 331 Shiraishi Nagiko and Abi Nojaku, the Strange Beauty Doctor

Chapter 331 Shiraishi Nagiko and Abi Nojaku, the Strange Beauty Doctor
Furukawa Miu widened her beautiful eyes and turned to look at Sakura Kurumi with an extremely cold look.

No bra.

Not only does the black chiffon vest vaguely reveal her smooth skin.

You can easily see everything inside from the arm.

She was only wearing a pair of small sports briefs.
The narrow fabric fits tightly to the area.

She was kneeling with her two plump and elastic legs exposed.

I don't know why, but tiny beads of sweat appeared on my skin.

The whole room was filled with her feminine body odor.

Charming fragrance.

Looking at Yingkong Kurumi, she didn't say anything.

It's as if time has frozen.

Sakura Kurumi's first reaction was to cover her man's eyes.

Don't let him see the woman in front of him clearly.

Then I realized I couldn’t cover it up.

She pouted.

It’s a good deal for my man.

Only then did I realize that Dr. Furukawa Miu was a little unfamiliar.

First, skin color.

Miu Furukawa's original skin color is extremely fair.

But now it reveals a healthy and wild honey color.

The second thing was his gaze, as if he was staring at me as if he didn't know me at all.

The two of them have had a lot of dealings with each other. Although they are not good friends, they are familiar with each other.

"Isn't this the female doctor from the underground laboratory?" Fang Zuo's voice echoed in her mind: "I saw her again one night. She killed a lot of Shinto priests and seemed to have no idea what she was doing."

"She killed him?" Yingkong Kurumi reacted: "She is a psychic?"

"Not only that, but the level is not low." Fang Zuo said.

Sakura Kurumi thought about the previous shrine casualties, in which many ordinary priests died.

According to the usual methods of that abnormal and powerful psychic, he simply disdains to attack ordinary priests.

I felt a little strange at that time.

"Who are you?" Dr. Furukawa Miu asked coldly, "Why did you break into my home?"

Sakura Kurumi hasn't spoken yet.

Miu Furukawa raised her hand, and the space where her hand was located bent the already dim light in the room.

In an instant, the particles in her body gushed out.

But just as she condensed the first bat, Furukawa Miu let out a soft moan, her body softened, and she fell back onto the carpet.

"There's something very strange in her body. There's the aura of creation inside her, although it's very thin." Fang Zuo said doubtfully.

"What is that thing?" Sakura Kurumi slowly approached Furukawa Miu.

"According to Taoist texts, this is something that only those at the Yang Shen level can master, but this person hasn't even mastered Qi cultivation." Fang Zuo said, "This method is completely detached from the spiritual energy cultivation system and religious incense methods."

Fang Zuo said this while seeming to be thinking about something.

With his own abilities, he can use the five elements of spiritual energy to transform and capture the five elements particles in the void.

If the Yang God becomes powerful, he can create his own small world of five elements spiritual energy, just like those powerful people who have left.

The small world has its own world composed of yin and yang and the five elements.

It’s just that the spiritual energy particles are too thin now.

Today's religions use incense to create a small world, and the creations in it are all made up of incense.

The last time I saw it in Japan's underground laboratory, I saw a kind of microparticles used to activate crystals to create living things.

This Dr. Furukawa seems to be different. She seems to be able to directly control a kind of strange particles and create things directly.

"I don't understand what you are saying." Sakura Kurumi squatted down and sniffed Furukawa Miu's breath.

Suddenly a pair of beautiful eyes opened wide.

The honey color on Dr. Furukawa Miu's skin quickly faded, returning to its plump and fair complexion.

"Professor Sakura Sora Kurumi?" Dr. Furukawa Miu stood up quickly.

She looked down and saw that her small piece of cloth had been pulled to the side, her face flushed, luckily the other person was a woman.

After quickly tidying up, he asked coldly, "Why are you here in my house? Can you do whatever you want as a police officer? If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I will personally file a complaint with the Cabinet and Congress."

"I think you should explain it to me first." Sakura Kurumi looked at Furukawa Miu with a smile: "Why did you kill those priests? Also, why are you a psychic but not registered?"

Furukawa Miu looked at Sakura Kurumi expressionlessly. "I don't know what you're talking about, Sakura Kurumi. If you're trying to use this to cover up your trespassing, it's a bit far-fetched."

"Stop pretending! Did you know that you did it all over again before you passed out, and even killed a few more Shinto priests?" Yingkong Kurumi sneered, "How else could I have tracked you down?"

"Ah?" Furukawa Miu was shocked. Has she been unconscious for so long again?

Out of habit, he looked towards the recorder on the table next to him, then he was startled and immediately looked away.

But it's too late.

Yingkong Kurumi decisively rushed to the table and grabbed the recorder.

"What are you doing? Sakura Kurumi!!!" Furukawa Miu wanted to snatch it back but was a step too late. The high-speed memory card had been pulled out.

[Boundary: Night Cherry Blossoms]

Her struggle was instantly controlled by Sakura Kurumi's barrier.

"Why don't you know how to be honest? You are so naughty!" Yingkong Kurumi glanced at her and inserted the memory card into the player next to her.

The footage recorded over the years began to play out.

Inside TV Tokyo.

"Thank you to Congressman Abe and Congressman Shiraishi for coming, and thank you to Mrs. Mia Ryukawa and Mr. Sanae Takahashi for coming." With the words of the host Keiko Minamikawa, this interview program ended successfully.

The popularity of Shiraishi Nagimitsu and Abi Nojaku has always been high, and Minamikawa Keiko has been free recently and is available to guest host the show, so the online live broadcast has already been booked by many viewers.

And this moment.

Takigawa Asami's comeback has made this live broadcast program more popular than ever before among the Japanese people.

The attention and traffic even reached the highest level in recent years.

Some people may not like politics, but no one can resist four extremely attractive beauties sitting together and chatting.

Every gesture exudes personal charm

Four women with completely different styles sat together.

Even not speaking is enough.

What's more, it will spark huge topics.

The only man present was Sanae Takahashi from the extreme right-wing organization, and almost no one paid any attention to him.

His presence in the whole audience was not even as loud as a microphone.

Even in normal live broadcasts, the number of comments about him is 0.

This made the extreme right-winger Sanae Takahashi leave angrily as soon as it was over.

No one tried to stop me.

"Just got the news that Trump released the video of the assassination of Kennedy." Abe Noque pulled out his phone and checked the latest news: "As expected."

"Although this is a fact known to everyone, the president's intentions are not small."

"Catholics made up only 1% of the American population after independence. By 1920, they had grown to over 30% of the American population, reaching 3360 million. This is why we had a Catholic president like Kennedy," Shiraishi Nagiko said calmly.
"America's seemingly peaceful religious history is actually just a government cover-up."

"Later, as the number of Catholics increased, and even a US president emerged among their followers, this made Protestants, which made up 70 percent of the population, uneasy."

"A few years ago, there were only 20% Catholics, but with the support of the Vatican, they elected a Catholic president and even drove Trump out."

"It's normal for the EU to be reaped as well."

"As expected, the Vatican Pope will at most condemn Trump for something he did," Abe said, taking over. "And the president has already struck Green Island in the first place. It's ridiculous that not a single EU country has spoken out for Denmark!"

"Aren't allies meant to be betrayed? That's something those white people are used to," Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile. "Except for our next-door neighbors, every other country on this planet has been afraid of America for far too long."

"He wanted to join the European embrace so badly back then. Several generations of leaders in the East were willing to disintegrate their own countries just to integrate into the EU."

"But they should have understood by now that, despite the same skin color and despite the fact that Orthodoxy also stems from Judaism."

"But to the self-proclaimed aristocracy of the European Union, these guys from the East are nothing more than a bunch of barbaric Maoists from a so-called fighting nation."

"Do you admire our next-door neighbor so much?" Abe Nojaku said with a frown.

"Of course, if a country can dominate for a hundred years it's accidental, and if it can dominate for two hundred years it's destiny, but if it can dominate for thousands of years it can't simply be called a country."

"They are a nation, a culture, and a temporary weakness is just a sneeze or a cold to them."

At this time, warm applause came from the side.

Abe and Shiraishi looked over at the same time.

All the reporters were still surrounding Takigawa Asami and pressing the shutter button.

"It seems that she is more popular than us today." Abe Noja said with his arms folded.

"Of course, to us, she's a newcomer, a political newcomer who was once a big star." Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled slightly. "So society has really changed. No matter what industry, traffic is paramount." Abe Nojaku frowned. "This is especially true in politics. Those guys in Congress are getting more and more exaggerated these days."

"This is a trend, a global trend." Shiraishi Nagimitsu sighed: "You may not understand politics, and you may not understand how to govern, but you must understand exposure and how to gain traffic. Otherwise, even if Tokugawa Ieyasu were alive, it would be in vain."

Asami Takigawa was surrounded by reporters and fans and was smiling brightly.

The initial worries had long since vanished. As the show progressed, the star factor in her became unusually active, and she was like a fish in water throughout the show.

Whenever he doesn't know the answer to a question, he just goes around in circles and speaks ambiguous words.

She never dreamed that politics was so simple.

It's exactly like filming a movie.

At this moment, Shinjiro Koizumi, who was still sitting in the Koizumi family villa, finally put his uneasy heart at ease.

He looked proudly at the elders who had rushed to his home.

"Are you all relieved now? My method is correct, right?"

These family elders heard from the driver that Shinjiro Koizumi, the Koizumi family's candidate for prime minister, did not attend such an important program.

They were frightened and rushed here.

The sudden death of the head of the family, Junichiro Koizumi, left them all at a loss.

But they knew that as the political hope of this generation of the Koizumi family, Shinjiro Koizumi must not make any more mistakes.

"Right now, Takigawa Masami's comeback has been trending on the internet, even getting more attention than if I were there myself," Koizumi Shinjiro burped and said excitedly, "I'll tell my friends in the media to quickly release some photos of Masami and me so that the attention can stay on me."

The elders looked at each other and nodded. "No matter what, the hope of the Koizumi family lies in you. I know the death of the head of the family has hit you hard, but you must cheer up and take over the burden of the Koizumi family."

Koizumi Shinjiro nodded: "Everyone, I understand."

He turned his head and continued to watch the live broadcast on TV. His wife was taking pictures and dealing with reporters with ease.

He was extremely proud.

did not expect.

I just came up with this idea out of laziness.

It seems.

It's time to let Yamei share more of my responsibilities.

Like presidents of many countries, their wives are their best political helpers.

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Yingkong Kurumi became more and more frightened as she watched the scenes on TV.

It's not just about seeing the death of the priest.

Such a long event.

With her agility, Miu Furukawa quickly ran across various buildings.

That magical ability of anthropomorphism.

And all kinds of ruthless and cold-blooded clips.

Sakura Kurumi saw a lot of things from the first-person perspective of Furukawa Miu.

Various experiments that I don’t understand.

All kinds of daze and mumbling to oneself.

The more you look at it, the weirder it gets.

Sakura Kurumi glanced at Furukawa Miu who was bound by her own barrier, walked forward and came to the bedside table.

Open the drawer.

There are several electrical appliances on the first floor.

The second layer took out a notebook.

This is the thing that appears most in the video.

Miu Furukawa always writes something on it.

Yingsora Kurumi opened the slightly yellowed notebook.

It is densely recorded with words written by Miu Furukawa.

When technology can modify genes, create consciousness, and transform the planet, humans still haven't even grasped what consciousness is. So, can we be considered intelligent creatures?

When my particles passed through Computer Fugaku, I could keenly sense the negligible abnormal fluctuations in the generation of this most powerful computer algorithm in Japan.

Is this fluctuation a bug? Or is it a sign that data is developing consciousness?

[Following its prompts, I have mastered some of the new human evolution methods, but is this the correct method for human evolution?]

[How ridiculous! The ridiculous thing about the creatures on this planet is that they know the ice cream is about to melt but still lick it slowly, and they know that life is very short but still reproduce.]

The entire notebook is filled with strange sentences and various incomprehensible formulas.

Yingkong Kurumi contacted Fang Zuo briefly.

"Don't ask me, this is the only thing your man doesn't understand." Fang Zuo said, "There is a guy who does understand, I can go ask him."

"Don't we have the best person to ask?" Yingkong Kurumi said, "There's no need to go to so much trouble."

She walked to her small barrier and waved her hand to close it.

Miu Furukawa slumped on the ground, her face pale.

"Come on, my great scientist, Dr. Furukawa Miu, are you going to confess your crimes first? Or explain to me what all this mess is about?" Sakura Kurumi squatted down and patted Furukawa Miu's face with her little hand:

"Don't force me to strip you naked. Since you often 'supervise' the work of our Security Department, you should know my methods."

"There are torture instruments you're familiar with nearby."

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Masami Miura came to the old villa where she had lived for decades.

Because of such a big incident, she moved out a long time ago and has been living in an apartment outside.

Now there are only a few brave servants guarding the old house.

Masami Miura walked slowly in the familiar villa.

Walking across the floor where his father fell to his death.

Enter the living room.

He went to Governor Miura's room and searched through all of his brother's belongings.

Want to find some clues of evidence.

pity.