People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

Ueda Shotaro was stunned, then laughed in anger. He was about to say something when he glanced away at the increasing number of Yamaguchi-gumi men in black suits surrounding him, as well as the many ordinary spectators outside.

Knowing there was no time to waste, he gave Morisawa Kana a thumbs-up, closed the back door, opened the front passenger seat, and got in.

"Officer, what about me?" asked a police officer nearby.

"Just find a car and squeeze in. If that doesn't work, take a taxi and ask me to reimburse you," Ueda Shotaro said unhappily.

After Fang Zuo hung up the phone, he put it aside.

While continuing to prepare the ingredients, he said: "Are you done eavesdropping?"

"Oh, I'm just curious." Shiraishi Nagi's face flushed red when her little thoughts were exposed, and she hugged him tighter.

Fang Zuo patted Shiraishi Nagi's face, picked up his phone and sent a message to Yingkong Kurumi.

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4-chome near Kabukicho in Shinjuku.

This is the gathering place of video game arcades.

A criminal who is not a normal person has already hurt several girls dressed in sexy clothes here, most of them are in cosplay costumes.

At this moment, Sakura Kurumi was sitting in a police car parked on a corner of the street with great interest.

From the car window, I watched Kaede Kaede, dressed in a sexy bunny girl outfit, standing in the dim corner of the arcade.

Stirring and posing.

Wearing very black high heels, revealing two long, white, slender legs, with two crescent-shaped buttocks at the base of the thighs, she seduced the prisoner who had been hiding for a few days to come out.

The phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated, and Yingkong Kurumi picked it up.

Looking at the message, the little face smiled happily.

It's rare for a bad guy to send me a message.

See what's said.

Oh, you want to rescue people yourself?

Tsk tsk, or a woman?

Is Kana Morisawa the wife of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Japan's leading underworld organization?

I've heard of this woman myself, and she seems to be very popular in Tokyo recently.

This beautiful woman seems quite sexy.

Hum, when did I get together with her?

Yingkong Kurumi finished the melon in one gulp, her cheeks bulging.

He stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel, heading towards the police station.

“Hey~~~What about me?”

“And me, and me?”

"Where are you going? Sakura Kurumi!!!!" Feng Hualian saw the car start to leave for no apparent reason and hurriedly called out.

"Take a taxi yourself." A voice came from a distant car, Sakura Kurumi called out.

Originally, there was no need for the two of us to be involved in this case; it was purely for our own amusement.

Now that she has encountered something more interesting, who cares about her anymore?

The car drove away rapidly.

Leaving behind Kaedeka Ren's gnashing curse on Sakura Kurumi.

My uniform is still in the car. Do I have to take a taxi back to the police station wearing such shameful clothes?"

In Shiraishi Nagimitsu's villa.

Fang Zuo sliced ​​the sea bass into thin slices, coated it with starch and egg white, sprinkled a little salt, and added it to the bone broth.

Once the bone broth boils, whisk it immediately. Pour it into a bowl along with the bone broth.

Then add minced garlic, shallots, dried chilies and hot oil.

There was a "sizzle" sound of hot oil.

"Wow, Onii-chan is amazing!"

“Wow, that’s amazing!”

Shiraishi Nagiko and Oda Yui, mother and daughter, clapped enthusiastically, looking like they had never seen the world before.

The aroma of oil, onion, and chili peppers filled their noses, making them salivate with anticipation.

Fang Zuo brought the boiled fish to the table, and the phone beside him vibrated again.

A text message.

[Sister-in-law: This is my flight tomorrow. I’m warning you, don’t be late!]

Fang Zuo sighed.

Replied the message.

[knew.]

Chapter 173: Yingkong Kurumi's territory, even the Prime Minister can't help

Inside a villa in Edogawa, Tokyo.

Shigeo Nishiguchi kneels before an elderly man wearing a black samurai uniform.

He prostrated himself respectfully and said, "The Sumiyoshi Association is very grateful for your assistance."

"Only this once," the elderly man said. "Our political family has only been able to reach this point thanks to the decades of support from the Sumiyoshi-kai."

"But this time your demands are too high. I can only use my best connections. But then again, you are really no match for your elders. You were beaten like this by a woman in Tokyo."

"Hi!" Nishiguchi Shigeo nodded awkwardly. "Thank you very much for your generosity. All we need to do is lock that woman up for a few years, and the Yamaguchi-gumi will be wiped out."

"By then, Tokyo will be all mine. Even if a member of your family runs for prime minister, we can still help."

"Our family doesn't have such big ambitions. We just hope to get a ministerial position in the cabinet every year." The old man shook his head and said, "We don't have that talent. The most important thing for a person is to know himself."

"You should too, Nishiguchi Shigeo."

"You have brought shame upon your father."

"Hey! I'm so ashamed, sir," Nishiguchi Shigeo said, lowering his head.

Sakura Kurumi, wearing a large T-shirt, walked out of the office with a cold expression on her face.

The Kaguya-chan on my ear was shaking.

The subordinates, watching from afar, could tell that this unusually young head of the Security Department was not in a good mood.

There is nothing that the subordinates don't like about this sometimes cute, sometimes cool female boss.

According to these male police officers, Sakura Kurumi fulfilled their two greatest expectations of women.

When she's cute, she's like the girl next door. Everyone wants to feed her snacks and...tug at her twin tails.

Of course the latter one is just a fantasy.

Once she put on a cool and elegant expression, everyone knew that they had to be meticulous in their work and not make any mistakes.

Otherwise, this Yingkong Walnut Hall is really merciless.

Although the Exorcist Guard Office is mostly staffed by veteran Onmyoji from various Onmyoji families.

But who wouldn't be impressed by a boss who has the highest crime-solving rate, even if he's younger?

Moreover, she is a Shinto goddess.

Several powerful veterans in the Security Bureau are devout Shintoists.

Every time I see Yingkong Kurumi Hall Zheng, I almost kowtow to him.

Anyone who dares to talk about age will run into the trap of some old troublemakers.

now.

Sakura Kurumi's mood was indeed just as her subordinates had guessed.

Very bad.

After receiving the message from her man, she left behind Fenghualian and other things she was doing and immediately returned to the Security Bureau.

Of course, we can't just let people go without a clue.

After Sakura Kurumi returned, she immediately went to the archives and carefully read the case files regarding the Yamaguchi-gumi wife.

As a result, she discovered something interesting.

This case file had avoided me, intentionally or unintentionally.

Yingkong Kurumi's delicate little face sneered.

In other words, someone could actually force his subordinates to do things he was unaware of in his own territory.

Although judging by the evidence, there is no problem in arresting this Yamaguchi-gumi wife.

If my man didn't send me a message, I would just turn a blind eye.

But she actually dared to mess with her own man.

snort.

Don't blame me for taking this opportunity to get rid of some of the stumbling blocks in the Security Department.

Yingkong Kurumi looked at the person in charge.

Shotaro Ueda.

He's an old man who stayed behind from the Security Bureau.

His seniority is even higher than that of his deceased master.

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Kana Morisawa sat in the interrogation room and looked around.

A simple table and a few stools.

The table is made of metal, so the handcuffs can be conveniently cuffed to the table legs and firmly fixed to the floor.

The overhead lights were a bit dazzling, and opposite was a huge one-way glass wall.

The outside world can see you, but you cannot see the outside world.

A police officer opened the door, put down a cup of coffee, and left.

The air conditioner here was deliberately turned on very strong, which caused small particles on the delicate skin of Morisawa Kana's long legs.

Only by crossing her legs did she feel a little warmer.

then.

Shotaro Ueda walked in and threw the handcuffs on the table.

"Clang."

The handcuffs slid in front of Kana Morisawa.

"Well, Mrs. Morisawa Kana, tell me the truth and don't force me to use some illegal means."

"What do you want to confess?" Kana Morisawa smiled slightly. "Didn't you say you already have solid evidence against me? Why haven't you handed it over to the prosecutor immediately? Do you still need to interrogate me and scare me?"

I took a sip of the coffee, and it was as cold as if it had come out of the freezer.

Kana Morisawa took a sip and felt even colder. "The coffee in your police station is terrible. Is it all instant coffee? Is there no ground coffee?"

Shotaro Ueda sneered, took the coffee, and threw it into the trash can beside him. "If you don't like it, don't drink it. You can go to the prison and try the coffee there. Kana Morisawa, I don't have the patience to play with you anymore."

"I have the right not to speak until my lawyer arrives," Kana Morisawa said, stretching her legs.

The cold air from the air conditioner made her other leg numb.

She touched her arms, which were exposed outside her T-shirt.