Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

After thinking for a while, he felt that this question was not difficult. With the connections and influence of the Mitsui family, it would be easy to rescue someone, not to mention that Oya Ichiko had not committed any crime.

It is the minister of the news who needs to be closely watched. At present, it is unclear whether this person is an enemy or a friend, and it is unknown which side he will stand on in the matter of the big house.

After thinking for a moment, he edited a text message and sent it to Jingliu:

[Use your family connections to help me bail someone out from the Shinjuku Police Station. Her name is Oya Ichiko, and she is a reporter for the Daily News. It would be best not to reveal our presence and let a middleman do it.]

Soon, Jingliu replied: [Understood, wait a moment while I look up her information.]

[Jingliu: No problem, she was only detained temporarily. Someone probably wanted to give her a warning. Even if we leave her alone, she will be released in 72 hours at most.]

[Mitsui Tsubasa: Very good, but wait and see if the Minister of the News can solve the problem. If not, you can take action.]

【Jingliu: I understand.】

Mitsui Tsubasa put down his phone and turned to look at the beautiful sunset outside the window.

The world is so wonderful, why are there always evil people who jump out to disturb this tranquility?

With nothing to do, he found a brand new whetstone from the storage room.

Gently blowing off the dust, he sat down and placed his beloved boy on his lap.

Recalling his teacher's teachings, he skillfully polished the blade along its curve, again and again.

In the quiet room, the sound of the whetstone and the knife rubbing against each other slowly flowed.

……

Shinjuku Police Station, detention center.

Da Zhai Yizi glared at the two policemen opposite him, frowned and said: "I am just exercising my right to interview as a reporter. This is the legitimate right given to me by my profession. On the contrary, why did you arrest me!"

The police officer in charge of taking notes looked up at her and wrote down her words carefully.

Another female police officer of a higher rank said expressionlessly:

"The report we received is that you privately held a protest downstairs of a legitimate company, disrupting the company's normal operations and damaging its reputation. Do you admit this?"

After that, she also showed the video footage taken by the surveillance camera at the main entrance of HTPC, which clearly captured their protest actions.

Oya Ichiko took a deep breath and retorted: "I am just reporting the news normally. I need to see my lawyer..."

The two sides negotiated for a while, but the police were not convinced and announced directly:

"Ms. Ozaka Ichiko, since your suspicion of a crime has not been ruled out, we will detain you. If you have no objection, please sign this record."

After a careful inspection, Da Zhai Yizi signed his name reluctantly.

She was then taken to a solitary cell by police officers and the iron door closed heavily behind her.

The cell was dark and silent, with only a dim light shining lonely in the corner.

Da Zhai Yizi sat on the cold bed, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

I have been a journalist for several years, but this is the first time I have been to jail.

The HTPC company was indeed treacherous. Many of the videos she posted had been removed from the shelves. Maybe she would have to use some shady tricks this time... She began to reorganize the entire plan and fell into deep thought.

As time passed, a bold and radical plan gradually took shape in her mind.

At this time, the police officer outside came back and brought someone she was very familiar with.

When Oya Ichiko saw the appearance of the person coming, he smiled awkwardly and said ashamedly: "Minister Honjo..."

The middle-aged man called the Minister glared at her unhappily and whispered something to the police officer next to him.

The police officer's gaze lingered between the two men for a while, and finally nodded, stepped back a little, and supervised them from a distance.

After the police officer left, Honjo Shinpei walked to the cell door and scolded in a low voice: "Da Zhai Yizi, didn't I tell you before that the column news can't be published? Why do you still insist on this matter?"

"Minister." She paused for a moment, then said unyieldingly, "There is obviously something hidden in this case. As long as the police are willing to investigate further, they will definitely find clues."

"Yes, yes, yes. As long as the police conduct an in-depth investigation..." Honjo Shinpei raised his voice as he spoke, "The question is, will the police listen to you? Do you have solid evidence?"

His face was full of annoyance and he asked a series of questions.

"Please don't bother with this matter anymore." Honjo Shinpei's voice revealed helplessness. "The higher-ups said that this matter has a bad social impact. Don't bother with it if there's no actual evidence!"

Oyako lowered his eyes, seemingly admitting his mistake, but in fact he was hiding the stubbornness in his eyes.

She pretended to be repentant, lowered her head and whispered, "I know I was wrong. Minister, please get me out first. I haven't finished writing my column this week."

Honjo Shinpei stared at her with suspicion for a long while, then sighed and said, "I'm afraid that's not possible. The higher-ups want you to stay here for three days to calm down. Don't think about work for now, just stay here."

After saying that, he turned and left, not giving Dayazi Yizi any chance to beg for mercy.

"cut……"

Da Zhai Yizi looked at his back and let out a deep breath.

I knew that this minister who was corrupt to the core could not be trusted. He was just a mouthpiece for the company and those in higher positions.

Do I really have to stay here for 72 hours!?

"hateful!"

Da Zhai Yizi walked back and forth in the cell in annoyance, and everything he saw was unsatisfactory.

It would be nice if Kayo could come visit her and briefly tell her about the future plans.

If those students hadn't seen them for three days, they might have given up defending their rights out of cowardice.

In her deep thoughts, she didn't notice the police officer approaching the door.

It was not until the cell door was opened that she suddenly noticed two police officers standing in front of her.

One of them seemed to be a superintendent of police judging by his badge, a very high rank, and could even be the chief of a small local police station.

"A mansion with a son?"

The middle-aged, overweight police inspector looked her over casually and said, "Go out, you are released. However, I still hope that you will do less illegal and criminal things in the future."

The mansion looked at him in confusion: What was going on? Did the minister go back on his word?

Chapter 152: The Son of the Mansion: Using Magic to Defeat Magic

Da Zhai Yizi followed the police officer out of the detention center and into the waiting hall of the police station in a daze.

She tried to find out the situation many times along the way, but was always answered vaguely by the police officer.

"Senior Yizi, are you okay?"

Yuye Jiadai, who had been waiting for a long time, ran over and checked her body nervously, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she found no wounds.

When the minister left just now, he said that her ancestor would be detained in the detention center for three days, which scared her.

Seeing Kayo's nervous look, Oya Ichiko could only put his doubts aside for the time being and comforted her softly: "I'm fine, don't worry. Let's talk about it after we get out."

After leaving the police station, the two found a nearby cafe to exchange information.

Only then did Oya Ichiko realize that it was the informant from the Mitsui family who helped her behind the scenes, allowing her to leave the detention center early.

"They can easily order a police inspector around. You are worthy of being the Mitsui family. Fortunately, he is on our side this time."

Thinking of the new plan, she decided to invite the other party to discuss it.

……

6 pm.

As soon as Mitsui Tsubasa finished dinner, he received a phone call from Oya Ichiko inviting him.

The location was still the New Nan Big Sister Bar, and they said they wanted to discuss new plans.

Although he had reservations about Ooya Kazuko and the others' plan, Mitsui Tsubasa decided to go and have a listen since he had nothing else to do.

This period of time is meal time, and Shinjuku has not yet really entered the stage of exciting nightlife.

There were only a few customers in the bar.

When Mitsui Tsubasa came in, Lala sighed in front of him: "Minors should not always come to the bar... Well, forget it. Xiaoyi will wait for you in the private room last time."

Mitsui Tsubasa nodded to her and left Kotetsu here as usual.

Before leaving, he said, "Please make me a drink like last time."

The private room at the back of the bar.

In addition to the man from the house who was still wearing casual clothes, there was also a young girl.

She looked to be in her early twenties, with a delicate face. She was wearing a well-cut black suit, a white shirt, and light makeup, looking like an urban white-collar worker.

As soon as she saw Mitsui Tsubasa, she immediately stood up and bowed, saying respectfully: "Hello, I'm Yuye Kayo, it's our first meeting, thank you for your guidance. Thank you very much for your help before!"

Her enthusiasm made the man standing next to her feel a little awkward, and he also stood up to thank her.

Mitsui Tsubasa waved his hand, motioning them to sit down, and said in a relaxed tone: "It's a small matter, no need to be polite. Let's talk about the next plan."

He sat down across the table and glanced around vigilantly.

After confirming that there were no guests nearby, he felt relieved and thought it should be safe to talk here.

Oya Ichiko took out a stack of paper documents from his briefcase and quickly distributed them to the two men.

The documents consisted of several sheets of A4 paper, haphazardly stapled in the top left corner.

"This is the information I compiled temporarily, you can take a look first."

After she finished speaking, she grabbed the draft beer in front of her and drank it in big gulps, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Mitsui Tsubasa read it carefully and soon found that it was the information of some victims of HTPC company, which he had also glanced through before.

There were many names marked in red pen on the document, and he looked at it for a while but didn't find any useful information.

Taking the opportunity to adjust his sitting position, he quickly glanced at Yuye Jiadai. In addition to anger, her face also showed a hint of confusion.

“Can you see what these victims have in common?”

Daizhai Yizi leaned his hands on the table and looked at them expectantly.

The other two shook their heads in tacit agreement.

The smile on her face grew even brighter, and she proudly revealed the answer: "They are all women!"

Mitsui Tsubasa's expectant expression froze in an instant.

"That's it……?"

What is the commonality? Is there any special meaning to all of them being women?

Sensing their doubts, Ozhai Yizi stopped beating around the bush: "Currently the government and the company are trying to suppress the popularity of this matter. I think it may not be enough to rely solely on public opinion. So, I plan to ask for external help!"

"Since the ultimate goal is to use public pressure to force the police to conduct an in-depth investigation, we should look for organizations that have both the right to speak and the willingness to intervene in the matter."

She gently placed the phone in the middle of the table.

A large title appeared on the screen: Women's Liberation Front, with a bunch of organization names in English below.

Mitsui Tsubasa's heart tightened and he felt a phantom pain, "What are these?"

"It's a European and American feminist organization!" Oya Ichiko nodded affirmatively, "I've also come into contact with some members of feminist organizations active in Japan when I was reporting on the news before."

"I plan to directly organize a group of dozens of purely female victims and then invite members of feminist organizations to join. I will use foreign public opinion to force my own government to make concessions!"

Allied nations were surprised - this word instantly came to Mitsui Tsubasa's mind.

This plan is so vicious!

It's simply a magical version of driving a tiger to devour a wolf.

Use European and American feminism to hedge against Japanese cults, and use magic to defeat magic!

After Mitsui Yi reacted, he immediately said: "It is not convenient for me to show up for this matter, don't expose me!"

We really can't show up now, otherwise we might get accidentally injured by friendly forces.

"Yeah, leave it to me, I already have a complete plan!"

Oyako looked confident and took a sip of his drink with satisfaction.

She just doesn't believe that the Japanese government can still control foreign media, especially the great American father...

As long as this matter becomes a hot topic, even if there is no key evidence, the tragic experiences of dozens of victims alone will make the public understand the evil hidden behind HTPC Company.

After they discussed for a while, Mitsui Tsubasa finished his drink, returned the hot documents to her, and left in a hurry.