Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 338: Dozens of nuclear bombs disappeared!

At the Supreme Court in Tokyo, Japan.

Everyone looked at the woman who pushed open the main door and interrupted Miura Masami's judgment.

Prince Saeko.

Two guards pushed open the court door, one on the left and one on the right.

Saeko was standing at the door in a kimono.

After being surprised, the whole audience stood up to show their respect.

"Justice Miura Masami." Saeko slowly walked in and stood in front of the courtroom, staring at Miura Masami with her beautiful eyes. "As a Chief Justice of Japan, you must always keep Japan's interests in mind. Don't make the wrong decision for the sake of momentary pleasure!"

"The relationship between Japan and the United States is of vital importance. There must be no mistakes. We must not become enemies with the United States because of a criminal. This is a matter of great importance that will affect the destiny of our country."

"Since there is a [US-Japan Security Treaty], the criminals should be handed over to the US military stationed in Japan for trial."

"As for the rest, I'll leave it to the Cabinet Minister of Foreign Affairs to handle."

"Yes, Your Highness." Masami Miura slowly put down the gavel he held high with a hint of struggle.

"But Your Highness." Hojo Sakura was about to speak anxiously, but was interrupted by Saeko again.

"Don't do anything that exceeds the duties of a prosecutor!!" Saeko said coldly, "Don't make me go to your boss to take off your badge. I know your name, Prosecutor Hojo Sakura."

Hojo Sakura looked at Governor Miura who was smiling in the distance, raised her arms angrily, and wanted to refute.

Masami Miura quickly shook her head gently at Hojo Sakura, signaling her not to be impulsive.

Even the royal family came to stop it, what else can I say?
Should we ignore Saeko and conduct a trial by the gavel?
Although the power of the Japanese imperial family is no longer as great, the chief justice and many important positions still require the royal seal.

The imperial family remains a symbol of the Japanese nation.

Erin Hayes next to her took a deep breath.

Fortunately, I had a backup plan and asked Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp to contact Prince Saeko.

Otherwise, it’s hard to say what the result will be.

Now, we can finally bring this useless bastard from the Miura family back to the US military base.

"What are you still standing there for?" Saeko frowned. "Take the criminal to the US military base and hand him over."

Masami Miura and Sakura Hojo looked at each other helplessly and slowly sat down.

Let Saeko take control of the situation.

"and many more."

At this time, another crisp voice interrupted Saeko's words.

Everyone looked numbly towards the main entrance of the court.

Why is there someone here again?
Who is it this time?

"Prince Saeko is right."

The sound of uniform footsteps was heard.

Two beautiful women in police uniforms walked in.

A cold and beautiful one.

A gentle one.

They all have high ponytails.

A team of police officers followed behind.

If there is still someone who doesn't know Prince Saeko.

Then.

Everyone present knew these two beautiful women.

Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.

Yingkong Walnut is the principal and Fengdielian is the deputy principal.

The two of them led the entire team of police officers to salute Sa Rongzi.

"Prince Saeko." Sakura Kurumi stepped forward and said, "Since now is not the right time to pronounce a verdict, please hand the prisoner over to me."

"Don't worry, I will hand him over to the prison and won't let him escape."

"The most appropriate procedure would be to wait until the Cabinet's foreign affairs department and the US military stationed in Japan have reached an agreement before retrieving the person from the prison."

Saeko frowned and was about to speak.

Feng Dielian immediately said, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and handcuff this criminal back and hand him over to the prison."

"Yes!!!" the police officers behind said in unison.

With neat steps, they lifted up Governor Miura like a tiger or a wolf in the silent courtroom.

"What are you doing?" Governor Miura struggled loudly.

"Tell him to shut up." Yingkong Kurumi said lightly.

Two electric batons, one on the left and one on the right, stabbed Governor Miura's abdomen with force.

The high-voltage electric current instantly paralyzed him to death, without him even having time to scream.

He was carried by the police officers like a rotten sack and dragged by his legs.

"You. You..." Irene Hayes stammered and wanted to say something, but Feng Dielian turned her head and stared at her.

The impatient expression instantly scared her into shutting her mouth.

A team of people came quickly and left quickly.

Yingkong Kurumi and Fengdielian saluted slightly to Saeko, then turned and left.

"Contact Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp as soon as possible and have him contact the Cabinet's Minister of Foreign Affairs if you still want to bring this guy back to the United States." Saeko walked over to Irene Hayes and said calmly, "They are following normal procedures. There is nothing controversial."

Then turned and left.

In an instant, the entire court was cleared out.

The Chief Justice also left through the side door without even shouting that the court was closed.

Only the audience and the jury were left.

There was silence in the courtroom.

This series of events made everyone feel that everything was taken for granted.

I feel something is wrong
It seems like my brain missed something.
------

On the Shinkansen bound for Osaka.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu analyzed the whole process.

She frowned and continued, "The small boat from the Fukushima nuclear power plant approached the fleet and then left. Then the peacekeeping Self-Defense Force also left and rushed to their destination."

"All the mysteries now hinge on why that small boat approached the Self-Defense Forces at the Fukushima nuclear power plant."

"You can't say that after the small boat came into contact with the warship, the two sides had a meal and talked about something. It seems that they were just transporting people or things from the Fukushima nuclear power plant onto the warship." Fang Zuo shrugged. "And it must be something very important, otherwise, there would be no need for a warship to transport it."

"What on earth is this?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu's face suddenly flushed, and he quickly used his body to press down on Fang Zuo's big hand, preventing him from doing anything more. "Is it impossible? Are they really that brave?"

"What can a nuclear power plant possibly hold?" Fang Zuo continued pressing with his hand and smiled. "Could there be candy? Just because you don't dare to do it doesn't mean they don't dare to do it. Never judge a human being by their courage."

“For human beings, there is only the size of interests, not the size of courage.”

"As long as the benefits are big enough, they will do anything."

"Could it be that these guys are taking advantage of this earthquake?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu's expression was terribly cold.

Of course she knows where Japan's stubborn problems lie
Hereditary political families and chaebols are deeply rooted in the bones of this country.

Those hereditary political families and chaebol groups are like a strangler fig tree with well-developed roots, casting the entire Japanese society in shadow and slowly strangling Japan.

The Abe family has three prime ministers from one family.

The Koizumi family is a century-old political family.

The Aso family has tentacles that span both the political and business worlds.

The political marriages passed down from generation to generation in the Hatoyama family.

The land and transportation infrastructure was occupied by the Saito family.

The law schools of the University of Tokyo and Waseda University have long since become private training schools for the Miura family.

Nearly half of the members of the judiciary are descendants of the Miura family.

There are many political families like this throughout Japan.

These aristocratic families who are parasitic on the so-called democratic society of Japan are weaving an impenetrable network of interests through politics and business.

Japan's six major chaebols are even more closely connected with these political families, with each being part of the other.

In this deformed symbiotic system, politicians use policy preferences in exchange for political donations from chaebols, while chaebols use their economic lifelines to blackmail the government into making decisions that are beneficial to them.

This deep-rooted hereditary politics and chaebol cage is the cruelest symbol of class stratification in modern Japan.

The political channels for children from poor families are monopolized by the "second-generation members of parliament" from political families. While ordinary Japanese youths are working in convenience stores to repay their student loans, the children of political tycoons are riding in and out of parliament in various high-end cars and receiving high parliamentary allowances to visit various luxurious places.

The chaebols have locked the middle class firmly in the shackles of lifetime employment.

It seems that there will never be layoffs, but it cuts off their opportunities for advancement.

Then they use informal employment to drain the blood and energy of young people, resulting in a sharp increase in the suicide rate among young people in Japan today.

But to a certain extent, the well-fed and well-off chaebols have remained complacent.

Over the years, Japan's six major chaebols have not even been as aggressive as South Korea's Samsung.

Although Samsung Group's assets are far less than any of Japan's six major chaebols.

but.

When Samsung conquered the semiconductor field and occupied a large territory.

Japan's six major chaebols, however, stuck to their tacit division of labor in the industry and lost Japan's electronics industry in vain.

These are things that Shiraishi Nagimitsu witnessed with his own eyes.

But she never expected that these guys would dare to touch the Pandora's box of "nuclear", and even violate the constitution to send peacekeeping self-defense forces to the war zone.

Just like my man said.

With enough benefits, nuclear elements are nothing more than a tradable commodity.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu called Momoe again.

"I'm sorry, Councillor Shiraishi, I can't get the information about Tokyo Electric Power Company." Bai Huizi said on the other end of the phone:
"Mitsubishi Group sold its shares in Tokyo Electric Power Company a long time ago. Currently, the vast majority of Tokyo Electric Power Company's shares are held by BlackRock and Vanguard, with only a small portion held by the Japanese government and the Aso family."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu sighed sadly.

Most of Japan's electricity was actually in the hands of two Jewish conglomerates.

Not long ago, even seeds were monopolized by Jewish consortiums.

In recent years, Japan's film industry has gradually been swallowed up by them.

How much is left that belongs to the Japanese themselves?

"When the nuclear leak occurred at the Fukushima nuclear power plant due to the earthquake, who had the management authority at that time? Do you know this?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu asked.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu didn't know the details of what happened ten years ago.

"I'm not very clear about this, Councillor Shiraishi. Please wait a moment. I will ask the reporting family to give you a detailed report through their database." Bai Huizi said.

"Okay, thank you very much, Mrs. Momoeko," said Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"As you should, Councillor Shiraishi. The Mitsubishi Group is on the same page with you," Momoeko said with a smile. She paused for a moment before continuing, "Councillor Shiraishi, I don't know what you're investigating, but it seems quite a few forces are involved. Just a word of warning: you're going to run for Prime Minister soon."

Having said that, Bai Huizi ended her words without saying anything more clearly.

"I understand." Shiraishi Nagimitsu knew what the other party wanted to say. "Thank you for the reminder. But since I am running for Prime Minister, these people are naturally my enemies."

"Will they support me as prime minister just because I don't provoke them? Obviously not. Not only not, they will still stand against me."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled and said, "In that case, I can't let go of the opportunity to defeat several rival forces."

There was silence in the microphone.

"I understand, Councillor Shiraishi, I will contact the family immediately," said Bai Huizi.

After hanging up the phone.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu leaned her head on Fang Zuo's shoulder and sighed softly.

Looking up, she saw Fang Zuo with his eyes closed and not saying anything. She obediently did not disturb the man and buried her head in his arms.

Soon, Momoeko called and said, "Congressman Shiraishi, we've investigated and found out that the management of the Fukushima nuclear power plant at the time was in the hands of the Aso family. The president of Tokyo Electric Power Company was named Masataka Shimizu, and he was from the Aso family."

"Aso family?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu closed his eyes and thought, and a figure with a constant gloomy smile and half of his face tilted up appeared in his mind.

Taro Aso.

He is currently a member of parliament and has dealt with Shiraishi Nagimitsu many times.

As the current head of the Aso family, just like the current Shigeki no Shigeki, Taro Aso once briefly served as Japan's interim prime minister.

Less than a year later, he was driven out by the Hatoyama family.

Thanks to the Aso family's influence in the political and business circles, he was invited by several prime ministers to join the cabinet and held many important positions.

He has extensive experience in governing and campaigning.

"If I remember correctly, Taro Aso was the Deputy Prime Minister and Defense Minister of Japan at that time," said Shiraishi Nagimitsu, opening her beautiful eyes.

"Yes, you are not mistaken." Baihuizi nodded on the other end of the microphone.

"So, what I'm investigating is closely related to Taro Aso." Shiraishi Nagiko thought for a moment and then asked, "Where's Shimizu Masataka from Tokyo Electric Power Company? Can we find him?"

"Councilor Shiraishi, are you hoping to find a breakthrough with him? I'm afraid not." After a brief silence on the other end of the line, Momoeko lowered her voice, "Shimizu Masataka committed suicide shortly after the Fukushima nuclear power plant accident."

"What?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu was shocked. "I don't think I've seen any news about him committing suicide. How come I didn't know anything about it?"

"Yes, his suicide was only known to the upper class in Japan and was not announced to the public. Many people thought he was still alive." Bai Huizi said:

"The fact is that after his last apology press conference, he hanged himself at home, so the media only reported that he attended his last press conference."

"It seems that they do things very perfectly." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head helplessly.

It definitely wasn't suicide.

No fool would believe it.

This is the horror of Japanese political families, which made the president of Tokyo Electric Power Company disappear silently.

In a country with so-called free speech, the media can't even spread a rumor.

I'm afraid all the people think the same as Shiraishi Nagimitsu, that the president of Tokyo Electric Power Company, who made a big mistake, is enjoying his retirement after leaving his job.

Little did they know that he had been dead for thirteen years.

"It seems that the clue ends here again." Shiraishi Nagimitsu sighed.

"There's another clue, Councillor Shiraishi," Momoeko's voice came over. "The family discovered in the investigation that Mitsui Energy was responsible for the technical work at the Fukushima nuclear power plant."

Shiraishi Nagiko's eyes lit up: "Mitsui Energy Company? In other words..."

"Yes, our Mitsubishi Group also deals in energy, and we have historical data." Bai Huizi continued, "As long as you can find the person in charge of Mitsui Energy, you can get some information about the Fukushima nuclear power plant."

"I understand. Thank you very much, Mrs. Momoeko." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said gratefully.

"Mr. Shiraishi, you're welcome. Just tell us what you need." Bai Huizi said respectfully, "Our Mitsubishi Group has long been your right-hand man under the instructions of that lord. This is what we should do."

After hanging up the phone, Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned.

Where can I find people from Mitsui Energy?
"Don't bother me, I just happen to know him." Fang Zuo opened his eyes and patted Shiraishi Nagimitsu's face.

Take out your phone and dial a number.

You don’t know until you see it. Wow, this woman called me a lot and sent me a lot of messages.

At this moment, Yua Mikami was sitting in her luxurious club looking at various reports.

Recently, the businesses of Mitsui and Sumitomo have been closely pursued by that Jewish woman.

Toyota Group, a subsidiary of Mitsui, has just had its government subsidies for new energy vehicles in North America canceled by Washington.

I guess it was that woman who did it.

In other words.

The new energy hybrid models that Toyota Group is preparing to launch will have no chance of competing with Tesla in North America.

Tesla has taken advantage of all the benefits.

In the Australian market, BYD is constantly encroaching on its market share.

Hearing the phone ringing, Yua Mikami picked it up in annoyance.

When he saw who was calling, he was furious.

This man seemed to have disappeared. He never answered my calls and never replied to my text messages.

I went to Tokyo Women's University to look for him several times, but didn't see him.

I was also severely scolded by my father several times.

Now I finally know that I am calling.

Mikami Yuya's face suddenly turned red. This guy is calling me now. Is he looking for me?
Did you fulfill your promise?
I'm not ready to have a baby yet.
But my father's warning echoed in my ears again
This guy can only get a bargain.

Thinking of this, Yua Mikami suddenly recalled some of the moments she spent with the man.

He had seen himself naked, in the most shameful position
He also changed his sanitary napkin, although he changed the wrong side.
Mikami Yuya's brows instantly became as red as water.

A lot of the complaints in my heart also disappeared.

She bit her red lips lightly, picked up the phone, put it to her lips, and said "Hello" charmingly.

But the series of voices on the other end of the phone made her feel a little overwhelmed.

"Immediately send us a copy of the detailed data from Mitsui Energy regarding the incident at the Fukushima nuclear power plant."

Beep~~beep~~beep~~beep~~!!
Mikami Yuya listened to the busy tone of the phone and took it away from her ear in a daze.
what is this?

This guy just died like this?
Just said one sentence and then hung up?
Mikami Yua couldn't believe it.

How can there be such a cold-blooded person in this world?
Is this still a human being?
In terms of appearance and wealth, how many women can compare to me?
How come.
"Go to hell!!! You bastard!!!"

Yua Mikami was angry and her lips opened red as she shouted hard into the microphone.

I wish I could swallow that man in one bite.

Then he took deep breaths, his chest rising and falling violently.
"Dream on! I won't help you find that information."

On the Shinkansen.

Mei Shiraishi glared at the seat in front of her angrily.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu had just snatched the snacks from Shiraishi Mei's hand and was eating them with Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo’s phone message came.

He picked it up and took a look at it, then handed it to Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"So fast?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked at the file in his phone in surprise.

The man around me always carries a mystery that I cannot understand.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu pressed her red lips against the man's face and opened the file.

After reading it carefully, I seemed to think of something.

Open Google search again
"Sure enough." Shiraishi Nagimitsu compared the data in the two mobile phones and became more and more disheartened.

The document from Mitsui Energy clearly stated that the nuclear fuel at the Fukushima nuclear power plant contained a total of 1440 kilograms of plutonium.

According to the news released by the Japanese government that I searched, the Fukushima nuclear power plant suffered a nuclear leak due to the earthquake, and only 800 kilograms of plutonium were recovered after deducting the loss.

In other words, 640 kilograms of plutonium were lost in the earthquake.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu silently put the two phones aside.

The little head rested on Fang Zuo's shoulder.

Staring blankly at the scenery outside the window.

640 kilograms of plutonium!!!!
Was it really lost in the earthquake?
Or.
In that small boat, those damn guys transported it to the warship overnight.
This amount of plutonium is enough to make more than a dozen nuclear bombs.
What on earth do these guys want to do?
Where did all this plutonium go?

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In the courtroom lounge.

Masami Miura changed out of the Chief Justice's robe.

Put on your coat.

Putting on makeup in front of the mirror.

"We still haven't convicted that pervert." Hojo Sakura walked in and said unwillingly, "Once he's handed over to the US military stationed in Japan, he'll definitely be charged with a very minor crime and sent back to the US to be released on bail. I can't believe he can get away with this!"

"Not being able to return to Japan is an acceptable outcome," said Masami Miura with a sigh.

Makeup on hands is constantly on.

"You don't seem worried at all?" Hojo Sakura said with a frown.

"To be honest, I'm still worried, but compared to the near despair I felt in court, this is the only possible outcome." Miura Masami shook her head. "What I'm worried about now is those members of the Miura family who are stubbornly loyal to him and will probably never support me... and his group of disciples."

"Oh, let's not talk about this for now. I have something to do and I need to go back quickly."

After saying that, she hurriedly picked up her bag and was about to leave.

"What's wrong?" Hojo Sakura asked curiously.

"There's something urgent. I'll tell you later." Masami Miura waved her hand and walked out hurriedly in a pair of slippers.

Masami Miura walked out of the court, took a taxi and went straight to the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.

A police officer was already waiting for her at the door.

"Justice Masami Miura, the chief justice asked me to wait for you here. Please follow me."

Masami Miura followed the police officer suspiciously.

After Sakura Kurumi took Governor Miura away, she soon received a text message from Sakura Kurumi asking her to come to the National Security Agency immediately.

She thought Yingsora Kurumi had something to do on her own.

But after following the police through one corridor after another, we arrived at a room.

"Justice Masayoshi Miura, please come in, someone is waiting for you inside." The police officer said as he pushed open the door.

Masami Miura walked in.

A very warmly decorated house.

All appliances and furniture are available.

A mature and beautiful woman was sitting on the sofa.

When she saw me come in, she stood up warmly and said, "Hello, Justice Miura, my name is Kana Morisawa."

(End of this chapter)