I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 343 and 344: Magnetism (Seeking monthly votes!)

"Yamashita Toru, behave yourself and stand still."

Yamashita Toru narrowed his eyes, looked expressionlessly at the obese man who was speaking in a harsh tone, and then glanced at the others.

With his current power, he could easily defeat everyone even without using Magnet Release.

but……

"Innocent people should not be implicated."

With this in mind, Yamashita Tetsu stood up and faced the wall.

The obese police officer first roughly groped Yamashita Tetsuya's body, and after finding nothing, he began to ransack the detention room, overturning the table and making a mess.

Still, nothing was gained.

"You're quite the hider, Yamashita Tetsu. Where did you hide the spoon? Confess now!"

"Hmph." Yamashita Tetsu still wore a disdainful expression, refusing to argue.

The obese police officer's two small eyes darted around, and a mocking grin spread across his fat face.

"Yamashita Toru, take off your clothes and pants, I need to check you carefully again!"

You fatso, you're asking for it!

Yamashita Toru's face darkened, and he stared coldly at the obese police officer.

The obese police officer shrank back, a chill creeping over him, which quickly turned into anger and embarrassment.

"What kind of look is that! You still want to resist, you murderer, you devil!"

He rolled up his sleeves, ready to take a hard line.

Just then, the young police officer who had delivered food to Yamashita Tetsu earlier arrived and stopped him:

"Wait a minute! Baba-senpai, what are you doing?"

"Mind your own business. Yamashita Toru is a troublemaker. This is just a routine check," the obese police officer said rudely.

"stop!"

The argument between the two, along with the commotion they had caused, attracted the attention of others.

"What happened?"

A middle-aged man wearing a police cap and badge strolled over with his hands behind his back.

"Chief, Yamashita Tetsu is trying to escape! He's secretly hidden his eating spoon," the obese officer said, trying to shift the blame.

prison Break?!

Upon hearing this, the director immediately felt a jolt of alarm.

If Yamashita Tetsu really gets away, the detention center director will have no choice but to come out and apologize.

"Wait, Baba, what's that in your left trouser pocket?"

Just then, the young police officer noticed a metal handle sticking out of the obese officer's pocket.

All eyes turned to the obese police officer.

The latter instinctively reached out and pulled out a spoon.

The obese police officer's face alternated between pale and flushed; he couldn't figure out how the spoon was in his pocket. He explained:

"It must have been Yamashita Tetsu who put the spoon in when I wasn't looking!"

The warden glanced at the other people in the detention room.

They looked at each other, shook their heads, and indicated that they had not seen Yamashita Tetsu do that.

"Director, you must believe me..."

Seeing that the obese police officer was still trying to argue, the station chief rudely interrupted him, saying:

"That's enough, that's enough."

It was a complete farce.

The director thought with some dissatisfaction.

After Yamashita Toru was sent to the Osaka Detention Center, Baba Yusuke repeatedly caused him trouble.

However, this idiot seems to have some connection with the Wenyi Association on the peninsula, so it's no wonder he would do something like this.

It's better to avoid trouble. We can get rid of this hot potato, Yamashita Tetsu, tomorrow. Why bother making trouble at a time like this and creating unnecessary complications?

Isn't this just causing trouble for the director?

After being severely reprimanded, Yusuke Baba could only mutter a few angry curses under his breath and lock the door again.

Silent all night.

The next morning, while it was still dark, Yamashita Tsutomu was woken up, handcuffed, and taken out of the detention center.

Waiting outside were two police cars sent from the prison.

The reason for setting off so early is to avoid attracting attention and to minimize media scrutiny.

After getting in the car, Yamashita Toru sat in the back seat of the police car behind him, with a police officer sitting next to him.

The terrain on the east side of Osaka is relatively flat, while the terrain on the west side is more varied with many slopes, which is the origin of the name Osaka.

Osaka is known as the "City of Water" because of its numerous rivers. During the Edo period, Osaka was called the "Yabochi Bridge".

"In five minutes, we will pass the Dotonbori River."

Yamashita Toru's eyes flashed; the place he had been planning his escape for the entire night was right here.

Magnet Release, activate!

Yamashita Toru's right hand subtly pressed against the inside of the carriage.

The car's chassis began to fill with magnetism, and some gravel along the way was gradually attracted to it.

As the police car drove onto a bridge over the Dotonbori River, the driver began to realize something was wrong.

"Why does it feel a bit slow? Is there something wrong with the engine?"

With the shore just around the corner, the driver didn't pay much attention.

The amount of gravel that had accumulated under the car chassis was enough. Yamashita Toru took a deep breath and clenched his right fist tightly!

The car suddenly went out of control, crashed through the bridge railing, and fell into the Dotonbori River.

"boom!"

Another police car ahead immediately stopped, and several officers got out and rushed to the gap that had been smashed open to look down.

"There's been a car accident!"

"Call the police immediately!"

Because it was not far from the shore, some citizens who were doing their morning exercise noticed the car accident and started making a commotion, shouting loudly.

The car didn't plunge into the Dotonbori River immediately, but slowly sank into the river.

"Thump."

Less than a minute later, several heads suddenly emerged from the river and swam towards the shore using doggy paddle or other swimming styles.

The police officers on the bridge were overjoyed.

"We're up! We're up!"

The onlookers on the shore cheered.

"Are you all alright? That's great! Wait a minute, I'll call an ambulance right away."

After the staff in the other police car reunited with the officers who had fallen into the water, someone looked around a few times and said urgently:

"Isn't one missing? Where's Yamashita Toru?"

"How could I possibly care about him at a time like this?"

"How could he possibly escape! Yamashita Tetsu's hands are cuffed; he's dead!"

The chances of survival after a car falls into water are already slim, so it's a miracle that all the police officers in the car are safe and sound.

As for Yamashita Toru, he can only hope for the best...

Forget it. With his hands cuffed, he would surely die if the car fell into the river.

We can only pray that his body won't be washed away by the river, causing trouble for the subsequent salvage operation.

-

Half a day later, on a street in a residential area of ​​Naniwa Ward.

Wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and tan overalls, with a mask covering his face, Yamashita Tetsu walked along the road with his head down.

Unable to afford the tuition, Yamashita Toru dropped out of the private Doshisha University. To make a living, he served in the Maritime Self-Defense Force for a period of time and was a fairly good swimmer.

For someone who can use Magnet Release, metal handcuffs are practically as good as paper.

The clothes he was wearing were old and worn; he had just picked them up from a garbage dump he was passing by.

"Was the death sentence for Yamashita Toru too harsh?"

As he passed a newsstand, Yamashita Toru was drawn to an interview being broadcast on a television inside.

The person being interviewed was the judge from the Osaka High Court who had previously presided over the second trial.

"The mainstream view in the judicial community is that the final sentence will be between 20 years imprisonment and life imprisonment. There are quite a few people who question whether your judgment is appropriate, and there is also criticism on the Internet," the beautiful news anchor in a suit asked.

Japan's death penalty sentencing standards are based on the Nagayama Standard, which stipulates that the death penalty is only imposed for killing three or more people. Generally speaking, only those who commit heinous crimes that cause a sensation in society are sentenced to the death penalty.

Yamashita Toru killed only one person, and the probability of him being sentenced to death in Japan is basically zero.

Even considering the deceased's special status, the second-instance verdict still surprised many legal experts.

"More than a year has passed since the declaration of the existence of supernatural beings, and the increase in heinous crimes is obvious to all. In order to deter potential criminals, it is necessary to impose severe sentences."

The appellate judge, facing the camera, spoke with righteous indignation:

"I know the verdict will be highly controversial, but I cannot only think of myself. Legal professionals must not only uphold justice, but also rectify people's hearts and eliminate improper practices!"

"I want to remind the public once again that Toru Yamashita is not a hero, but a criminal!"

Yamashita Toru sneered, listening while glancing down at the newspapers spread out outside the newsstand.

Neither television nor print media reported on the car accident that occurred on the Dotonbori River.

I don't know if it was because there wasn't enough time, or if there was another reason.

Yamashita Toru lowered his eyes; the front pages of all the major newspapers were carrying the same headline:

The Tragedy in the Cult Village!!!

Yamashita Tetsu was slightly speechless, then glanced at the time.

2023 7 Month 29 Day.

Judging from the timing, the cult village incident did indeed occur in the last few days.

Human sacrifice, cannibalistic monsters, and innocent yet depraved witches and prostitutes—the newspapers used all sorts of bizarre, terrifying, and eye-catching language to vividly describe the details.

The death toll in the cult village not only exceeded that of the Wujia Mountain incident (officially reported as 61 people), but it was also indeed related to the supernatural, with a convoluted plot. No wonder major media outlets have reported on this matter extensively.

Moreover, behind the cult village incident, there are also organizations secretly exerting their influence.

Lord Shadow, one of the Five Kage, is the protagonist of the cult village incident. He should have come into the King's sights by now.

"Cough cough cough!"

Because Yamashita Tetsu lingered at the newsstand for too long, only looking and not buying, the owner, extremely impatient, deliberately coughed a few times, interrupting Yamashita Tetsu's contemplation.

Yamashita Tetsu looked somewhat embarrassed. He reached into his pocket and realized there was no money in the clothes he had picked up.

Penniless, he touched his nose and slunk away.

Yamashita Tetsu pondered his next move as he began to walk towards the outskirts of Osaka.

As I turned the corner, I suddenly heard a commotion:

"No, I don't want to! Thank you!"

An older woman was seen holding a stack of flyers and trying to hand them to a woman who looked like a white-collar worker.

"Our church is an orthodox religion inspired by the Lord of Mount Tai. Our founder received divine revelation from the Lord of Mount Tai and then bestowed the gospel to save the world."

A flyer fell from the old woman's hand and drifted downhill towards Che, where he caught it.

The poorly made flyer featured a statue of the Lord of Mount Tai, but the face had been photoshopped into an old face that Yamashita Tetsu remembered vividly and wished he could whip the corpse with his bones.

Yamashita Toru looked at the middle-aged woman, his gaze turning cold.

Unexpectedly, I encountered followers of the Wenyi Society here.

In broad daylight, this church actually dared to proselytize.

After Yamashita Toru personally secured the premiership, the Bunichikai was suddenly exposed to the world, becoming one of Japan's most prominent and notorious cults. Political and business figures rushed to distance themselves from it and sever ties.

This was also a heavy blow to the Wen Yi Association. For a time, the cult could only huddle in a corner with their tails between their legs, licking their wounds.

However, after the arrival of the extraordinary era, the Wenyi Society still stirred up trouble and came out to cause chaos.

"Why do monsters return to the human world? Because there are too many evils in this world! And the great calamity in Sapporo a year ago, and the great eruption of Mount Fuji, were all because modern people have lost their reverence for the gods. The punishments brought down by the gods can only be avoided by joining a religious order." The old woman preached passionately, spitting as she spoke.

Yamashita Tetsu listened intently, a cold, murderous smile appearing on his lips.

Yamashita Tetsu was well aware of his mortal enemy, the Human Society, which was a cult built on the core doctrine of monotheism.

However, after the sudden appearance of the Lord of Mount Tai, Wenyihui also followed the trend and tried to capitalize on the popularity of this great deity.

The already nonsensical doctrines became even more absurd and laughable.

The Bunichi Association was like cockroaches, taking advantage of the hype surrounding the Extraordinary Era to proliferate unchecked in Japan, creating chaos and causing countless victims.

The mission Wang entrusted to me was to clean up this garbage!

However, the vast majority of these lower-level believers were misled and were also victims; the ones who truly deserve to die are the leadership of the cult.

"I'm in a hurry."

The female office worker waved her hand dismissively with a look of disgust.

Other passersby also hurried away as if trying to avoid it.

The older woman, with an attitude of "you're all ungrateful," reluctantly picked up the flyers scattered on the ground.

Looking up to search for his target, he noticed Yamashita Tetsu, who hadn't left, and caught the old woman's attention.

Although she wasn't the kind of woman who could marry into the peninsula to atone for her original sins, and her appearance was so poor that she looked like a homeless person, at least she was strong and had some strength, so she could still be of use.

"Young man, judging from your appearance, you must have experienced a lot of confusion and suffering. Our mission will guide all lost sheep."

The older woman, knowing how to treat people differently, changed her tone and preached to Yamashita Tetsuya:

"To celebrate the death sentence of Devil Mountain Teru, our Osaka Diocese will be holding a grand religious ceremony, providing free food and water to everyone. Young man, if you're interested, you can come and take a look."

"Yamashita Toru's death sentence..."

Wearing a mask, Yamashita Tetsuya's eyes revealed a mocking expression.

"Auntie, I am very 'interested' in your teachings."

"Really? You're so lucky."

Finally, someone was moved, and the older woman couldn't help but cheer up, gesturing excitedly as she said:

"It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. This Dharma assembly is truly different; the Pope's fifth holy son will also be present!"

"That's really..."

Yamashita Toru's eyes lit up instantly, flickering with a dark and chilling flame.

"Very good!"

(End of this chapter)