Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

The shock of the blood made everyone in the courtroom shudder and feel a chill. Suppressed gasps came from the audience, some covered their mouths, and others turned their faces away.

Just when the others thought he would leave.

Han Chuanyou then walked towards the judges hiding behind the table on the bench.

"As for the three of you, you accepted bribes and helped evildoers escape legal punishment; you deserve to die too!"

Upon hearing this, the three judges turned pale and offered a sophistry:

"I didn't! Lord Death! You've wronged me!"

"Yes, we didn't. We just made a judgment based on the provisions of the law."

They couldn't understand why, despite their efforts to be so discreet, they still couldn't escape his notice.

At this moment, the group was filled with regret.

"Lies! As a judge, you've forgotten your initial oath and can't even uphold the most basic fairness. Go to hell and repent!"

These three people in front of me are accomplices to evil.

Who knows how many bribes they secretly accepted, how many scoundrels they opened back doors for, allowing those villains to go unpunished? Every page of the judgments in their hands is stained with the blood of the victims.

These people deserve to die more than the criminals.

With a flash of light, the three men fell to the ground in pools of blood almost simultaneously.

Han Chuan Youyi flicked the blood off his sword and looked around.

Those whose gaze swept over him avoided his eyes, quickly recalling what bad things they had done, fearing that they would be the next to die.

A banging sound came from the gate; it must be the reinforcement mobile team breaking down the gate.

"The trial ends here." Han Chuanyou sheathed his sword and walked towards the door. "Goodbye, everyone."

The moment the door was flung open, he raised his hand and slapped aside several policemen at the door, his figure moving like a ghost through the crowd, and strode away.

On the witness stand, Shimizu Kazuko had already shed tears.

She watched the entire process of how that scumbag struggled futilely on the ground until he died.

Daughter, the person who violated you has received the punishment they deserve...

The parents of the other two victims also stared blankly in the direction where death had left, murmuring their thanks...

Although they felt relieved, they didn't feel much sense of revenge.

The hole gouged out of his chest did not heal with the death of the villain.

The scars left by the criminals on several families are indelible, permanent wounds that can last a lifetime.

Only time can slowly wash away the pain and make it less unbearable...

……

[Let's settle scores and drink three cups of wine! You have obtained a spell jade slip—Wind Control Technique (High-grade Yellow Rank), and 50 low-grade spirit stones.]

It took Han Chuanyou a while to get home.

Before entering his house, he noticed the police car parked next door. He couldn't help but glance at it again, becoming wary. He then released a paper puppet, which floated towards the neighbor's house.

He went inside.

Meiyue sat cross-legged at a low table, playing on her phone in a languid posture.

"Why are you so late today? Were you out partying with your friends?"

Han Chuanyou came up behind her, her rounded curves soft and eye-catching, her full breasts were steadily supported.

He squeezed her shoulders: "You strolled around the streets a bit longer than usual. Why didn't you cook today?"

Han Chuan Mei Yue hummed comfortably twice.

"Want to take a break, I ordered fried chicken delivery. I'm having a indulgent meal tonight."

Having had enough of the weight-loss meals she'd been eating lately, she desperately needed a good meal to satisfy her cravings.

Unable to satisfy her desires through Han Chuanyou, and constantly having to endure his temptations every day, she was feeling incredibly stifled. Suppressing her appetite would be too unbearable, so she had to properly satisfy her stomach.

Otherwise, I'd be in too much trouble.

"no problem!"

Han Chuanyou raised his hands and feet in agreement, bent down and wrapped his arms around Meiyue's neck, pressing his face against her ear:

"I'd also like some spicy chicken noodles, Mizuki, do you want some?"

Fried chicken and spicy chicken noodles are a perfect match. If you have lotus leaf buns, wrapping them together would be even more satisfying, but unfortunately, there aren't any ready-made ones.

The warm breath from Han Chuanyou beside her ear sent a shiver down her spine.

Han Chuan Meiyue swallowed hard, her expression hesitant, but finally she steeled herself and nodded, saying, "Eat!"

Han Chuanyou grinned mischievously, "I've discovered that tonight's meal is all chicken. It's a whole chicken feast. How about we give Meiyue an extra meal? A special treat for your little brother."

"Get lost! Don't think I don't know what you're talking about. Believe me or not, I'll bite you to death. Go cook me some noodles." Han Chuan Mei Yue slammed her head back.

"Don't be so aggressive, yes sir! When will the delivery arrive?"

"It'll take another ten minutes or so."

At this moment, in Yukinoshita's house, the paper puppet was quietly moved from the wall to the top of the living room.

Han Chuanyou had a clear view of the situation in the living room.

Tanaka Tsukasa and a young police officer are questioning Kim Shin's office about the situation at the time.

Although there were no eyewitnesses, Tsukasa Tanaka still believed that the explosion was related to death.

The deceased also had sharp blade marks on his body. There was no source of explosion or traces of gunpowder at the scene.

Only Death could pull off such a bizarre event.

From the surveillance footage across the street, he discovered that Yukinoshita Yuri was the only survivor and had left the agency shortly before the explosion.

It is very likely that they have seen traces of Death.

Although there are many eyewitnesses about Death, he doesn't want to let any clue slip by.

Every clue could become crucial evidence that determines the course of the case.

"Ms. Yukinoshita, what were you doing at the scene?"

"I...I was there to process payments."

Tanaka Tsukasa stared into Yukinoshita Yuri's eyes: "Are you clear about the situation at the scene? Was it done by the Grim Reaper?"

Yukinoshita Yuri hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded: "Yes."

Tanaka Tsukasa narrowed his eyes slightly.

really……

"Did you have any actual contact with him at that time?"

"No." Yukinoshita Yuri shook her head. "After he killed those people, he told me to leave quickly, so I didn't stay long and don't know what happened afterward."

The answer was disappointing, and Tsukasa Tanaka pondered for a moment:

"Did Death leave behind any specific identifying characteristics? Or did you notice anything unusual, such as Death's height, build, or manner of speaking? Please tell me everything in detail."

A certain figure flashed through Yukinoshita Yuri's mind. Finally, she suppressed her emotions, tried to maintain a natural expression, and spoke in a somewhat stiff tone:

"I don't know anything. Is Officer Tanaka interrogating a criminal?"

She didn't have a good impression of the police.

In the past, when debt collectors came to her door, even if she called the police, they would only treat it as a civil dispute and wouldn't even bother to take a statement.

Now that Death is upholding justice for everyone, they've become more proactive, wanting to catch him so that those social scum can continue to do evil.

"Of course not, it's just a routine inquiry."

Tanaka Tsukasa noticed something was amiss from Yukinoshita Yuri's subtle facial expressions.

Among these many eyewitnesses, quite a few were people who had been helped by Death, and they almost all had a good impression of Death. When questioned by the police, many of them showed resistance.

He only considered her one of them, and this was just a routine inquiry.

However, he still instinctively wanted to continue trying to get information out of her, hoping to find a loophole in her words.

Just then, his phone rang.

Upon hearing the contents, his expression turned serious, then a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Death has reappeared, this time entering the courtroom to publicly try criminals, leaving behind clear video footage. Most importantly, there was no special disguise.

Finally, there's a breakthrough.

To deliberately give himself away like that shows a blatant disregard for the police.

"Ms. Yukinoshita, I'm sorry to have bothered you today. Thank you for your cooperation."

Tanaka Tsukasa stood up and beckoned the young police officer next to him to follow.

"Let's go, let's set off for Chiyoda."

Yukino Yuri got up to see the guests off, standing at the door watching the police car drive away. As the car door closed, she let out a soft sigh, her palms still slightly sweaty.

Having taken in their conversation, Han Chuanyou nodded in satisfaction.

It seems that Miss Yukinoshita remembers their promise.

Officer Tanaka? He seems to be a seasoned investigator. He left as soon as he heard the commotion in Chiyoda's area. Is he a member of the special task force that takes over his case?

I can pay more attention to this in the future.

But they are likely to be disappointed; their bodies have changed, and no matter what they do, they can't trace it back to them.

This feeling of secretly controlling everything and manipulating others gave him a strange sense of pleasure.

Is it a hunter-prey drama?

However, he was not the prey, but a ferocious beast that devoured people.

They thought they were the hunters, but little did they know that the prey never existed in the first place, and that they were the true masters of the hunting ground.