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

"Hall Master!!"

I saw Sakura Kurumi walking in wearing a black leather jacket, holding a motorcycle helmet in one hand, and wearing black high heels.

All the police officers saluted as if they saw hope.

Yingkong Kurumi nodded in response, with a cold face, looking at the police officers who were lined up in the security hall, waiting to enter the interrogation room one by one.

Simultaneously.

Every police officer who came out of the interrogation room had an expression of humiliation on their face. When they saw Yingkong Kurumi, they saluted excitedly: "Director!"

Several young and passionate police officers who had just joined the job almost cried out of grievance.

A beautiful woman in a prosecutor's uniform walked out of the interrogation room.

"Master Sakura Kurumi, I've heard a lot about you!" Hojo Sakurana came up with an ID card, smiling and stretched out her little hand.

"Prosecutor Hojo Sakura, this is our first meeting, please be kind!" Sakura Kurumi handed the motorcycle helmet to the police officer next to her, took off her leather gloves and smiled and shook hands with him.

"No, we are following normal procedures this time. I hope that the Sakura Sora Kurumi Department will cooperate closely." Hojo Sakurana gently shook her hand and released it. "Procedural justice can prevent wrongful convictions. We at the Inspection Office hope that this action will help the Security Department completely change its illegal and non-compliant handling habits. Please understand!"

"I hope Yingkong Walnut Hall is helping us control your subordinates and not to show any resistance. After all, this is all for their own good!"

"Of course, we will cooperate closely. I believe that each of my subordinates is a qualified police officer." Yingkong Kurumi smiled slightly, then her expression turned cold.

"But, I heard you called my officers into the interrogation room to question them? This is something I cannot accept. I demand you move to the conference room immediately. Our officers are only obligated to cooperate with you, not to be suspected like criminals! Do you understand? Prosecutor Hojo Sakura!"

"Pa pa pa." The young police officers nearby applauded.

The prosecutors' suspicious looks and interrogative tone have been irritating them.

The police officers, who could no longer bear this kind of humiliation, have been suppressing their emotions for a long time.

Hojo Sakurana put away her smile and ignored Sakura Sora Kurumi.

After their eyes met, she nodded gently: "It's a very reasonable request! I agree!"

"No, I don't think you understand what I mean, Prosecutor Hojo Sakura." Sakura Kurumi raised an eyebrow and said, "First, this is a request, not a plea! Second, I request that all questioning of our officers should not exceed one hour. Otherwise, it will delay the duty of the police officers of the National Security Agency."

Yingkong Kurumi held a pair of leather gloves in her right hand, gently shook them in her left palm, and then said:

"The consequences of the public security incidents affecting Tokyo's 4 million people, 23 special wards, 26 cities, 5 towns, and 8 villages will be the sole responsibility of your Office of Inspection. I will immediately write a report to the Cabinet."

“The blank pages in the report are the consequences of all policing.”

"Are you threatening me, Chief Sakura Kurumi? Are you representing the National Security Agency in resisting this review?" Hojo Sakurana smiled again and said, "It seems you're very resistant to this procedural justice review. Could it be that your police force really can't withstand any scrutiny? Do you have such no confidence in them?"

"It's not that we don't have confidence, it's just that our Yingkong Walnut Hall has always been like this." A voice came from far away, and at the same time, the sound of high heels was heard.

Justice Miura Masami walked over, her legs wrapped in black stockings. "In the Prime Minister's Office, our Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall is using this threatening attitude towards all cabinet officials."

She looked at Sakura Kurumi mockingly, then smiled softly and said to Hojo Sakurana, "Prosecutor Hojo Sakurana, you've seen it, right? You should get more familiar with the attitude of our Sakura Kurumi."

"She's just like that..." Miura Masami puffed out her towering figure beneath her white shirt, then turned her gaze back to Sakura Kurumi and said softly, "She's so... arrogant, am I right, Sakura Kurumi?"

Sakura Kurumi glanced at Miura Masami.

It turned out that she was the one who was doing the trick.

The entire family controls the Faculty of Political Science and Law at the University of Tokyo. Judicial personnel from the Miura family are known as the Gold Watch Group and are spread across various departments of the judicial system in Japan.

It seems that today's big move is targeting me.

"I will do what I said." Miura Masami, with red lips and a file bag in her hand, approached Sakura Kurumi and blew gently, provocatively blowing the bangs on her forehead and Sakura Kurumi's forehead:

"The Supreme Court has requested a re-investigation of this case by the Security Bureau. Furthermore, the officers who committed perjury must be investigated by the prosecutor. I heard that one of them has been promoted by Sakura Kurumi to become the head of Section 7."

"Director Yingkong Kurumi, I have reason to believe that you are also involved in the profiteering chain of this case. I will request that the Supervisory Office open your investigation file."

Masami Miura gently patted the file bag and handed it to Sakura Sora Kurumi.

The smug look on his face could no longer be concealed. This woman had made him look so ugly.

The Miura family and his own dignity must be regained at this moment.

"Ah, be careful, get out of the way." Suddenly a mop flew over from the ground.

The splashing black water sprayed all over Masami Miura.

There were even a few stains flying onto her face.

"Ah~~~!" Masami Miura was so frightened that she wiped the liquid off her face with her little hands.

She stretched out her palm and saw the black color on it, which made her even more terrified.

Looking at the mud spots on her black stockings, she glared at the culprit: "What are you doing?"

"Ah, I'm so sorry, Justice Miura Masami. I accidentally let go of my hand while mopping the floor." Kaede Kaede said with a smile, "I'm so sorry. Why don't you take off your stockings and clothes now and I'll wash them for you."

"And your bra and underwear~~" Feng Hualian added: "If they are dirty, take them off together."

Chapter 278 The Beautiful Chief Justice's Way of Humiliation

"Deputy Director Fenghua Ren, right? I'll remember you!" Masami Miura took out a tissue and a makeup mirror and quickly wiped the stains off her face. Then she looked at the stains on her black stockings and uniform, and trembled with anger.

Yingkong Kurumi suppressed her laughter, covered her mouth with a fist, and coughed: "Deputy Fenghua Ren, how could you be so careless? Hurry and help Chief Justice Miura Masami wipe it off."

"I'm so sorry, Justice Miura Masami. I sincerely apologize. Please don't move, let me do it." Feng Hualian, wearing red plastic gloves, came over with a rag and said with a smile: "I promise to wipe it clean for you."

"Ah! Don't come near me!!" Masami Miura looked at the black and greasy rag, and seemed to smell the stench inside. She was scared out of her wits. Her eyebrows arched upwards, her beautiful eyes stared, her red lips opened and she screamed, then retreated in embarrassment.

Her thigh accidentally hit the table leg, and with a "squeak", a big hole was pulled out of the tight black stockings, revealing her plump white skin.

"This is not my fault." Feng Hualian spread her hands innocently: "You won't ask me to compensate for your stockings, Justice Miura Masami, I can't afford it."

"You guys!!! You are simply...!!" Miura Masami was so angry that her chest kept heaving, the blush on her little face was too intense, and the tissue was violently pulled into a ball.

It would be fine if those stains were not wiped off, but once wiped off, they would spread out and look even dirtier.

"Cough..." Hojo Sakurai was watching the farce with a frown on her face, and finally couldn't help coughing to remind Miura Masami not to lose her composure.

At the same time, he raised his chin and pointed to a corner of the ceiling of the security hall.

Masami Miura looked over as she gestured, and saw a camera facing her.

She came to her senses instantly and thought what if she was photographed in this state and then posted.

Then the image of the majestic wizard that he has always created will be completely gone.

She could even imagine that her miserable appearance would be made into countless ghost videos by self-media, and then played repeatedly on major media apps.

so close!

These two hateful women!

"Director Sakura Kurumi, are you going to allow your subordinates to use such petty means to retaliate against me?" Miura Masami calmed down, picked up the briefcase in her hand and slammed it heavily on the table.

"I've left the case that the court sent back to the National Security Bureau here. Be prepared to deal with the triple pressure from the procuratorate, the court, and public opinion."

She pointed to the large screen in the National Security Bureau and said, "The victims and their families, whose testimony was perjured by your agency, leading to decades of imprisonment on death row, are now marching towards your agency with a crowd of protesters. As the highest official in the agency, be prepared to deal with public criticism."

"Director Sakura Kurumi, if you can't handle these three things, wait for Congress to impeach you and remove you from office. And you... Kaede Karen... you...!!!"

Masami Miura pointed at Kaedeka Ren who had an innocent expression and wanted to say something.

But when he saw the oily rag on her gloves, which he was flicking lightly on them from time to time, and the cold eyes on her innocent expression, he instantly swallowed his words.

She had no doubt that the beautiful deputy director would throw the dirty rag on her delicate makeup in the next second.

It will stick.

"Just wait." Miura Masami said the last words, and looked at her black stockings with big cuts and various stains on her body, and became angry again.

She picked up the briefcase to cover the holes in her black stockings and walked awkwardly in her high heels.

But open your legs.

With a "swish", the tear in the black stockings became bigger, even torn up to the hip part of the skirt.

"Ah~~!" Masami Miura screamed.

Only she herself knew what was happening under her skirt, so she quickly stepped away with her legs together.

Hojo Sakura looked at Miura Masami who was walking away with a serious expression and turned her head.

"Director Sakura Kurumi, I will try my best to shorten the time for the police officer's review." Hojo Sakura said with a smile, "However, you have no right to demand that my review be limited to one hour, and... you! You also have to accept our review."

"Not only that, if that Justice Miura Masami really sent a letter..." Hojo Sakura patted the briefcase that Miura Masami had thrown on the table:

"This case will also be within the scope of our review. If you cannot find evidence in your favor in this case, I'm afraid the review of your interest transfer will last indefinitely..."

"As for the one-hour rule you mentioned?" Hojo Sakura sneered, glancing at Sakura Kurumi with a hint of sarcasm. "I'm afraid the Security Bureau has no right to demand this from us... The Inspectorate's job is to keep an eye on departments like yours that have too much power."

"If I were you, instead of worrying about how to protect my subordinates, I'd better concentrate on preparing for the accusations from the people who will soon surround the National Security Agency... and the subsequent questioning from Congress."

"At the same time, think about how to protect yourself from being implicated by your subordinates."

After saying that, Hojo Sakura turned around neatly and strode into the conference room. At the same time, she picked up the document handed to her by her colleague, took a look, and knocked on the table: "Officer 34535, please follow me in..."

Sakura Kurumi and Kaede Karen watched the next police officer enter without saying a word.

They both tilted their long necks at the same time, their two pairs of beautiful eyes looking at the screen.

A large group of protesters were holding banners saying "judicial injustice" and "police fraud" and marching towards the Police Department.

"Director!!!" A police officer approached anxiously, saluted, and said, "There are quite a few reporters at the door, demanding to see you or the police spokesperson."

Yingkong Kurumi and Fenghualian looked at each other.

"I'll go, you think about how to deal with the rest of the things." Feng Hualian said.

"I leave it to you." Yingsong Kurumi nodded, turned and walked into her office.

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Yua Mikami is very confident.

Because I have money.

After she went back, her father's words were like an iron rule, which dispelled any thoughts she had.

Her father's majestic words are still echoing in her ears.

[“Thirteen experts above S-rank, four experts above SS-rank, and even two experts of unknown rank.”]

"These were hired by the Mikami family at great expense, along with the latest detection technology and Barrett anti-armor sniper rifles."

"However, they all died instantly, unable to even scream in their struggle. Only terror remained on their faces."

“Even if a god descended, it would be no more than this. However, gods in their own kingdoms cannot come here, and what you see before you is a real being.”

"Mikami Yuya, you must bear his child. This is a matter of vital importance to the survival of the Mikami family for a hundred years. No matter how you seduce or tempt him, you must use your charm and succeed!"

"Even if you don't get pregnant, you have to make him pay attention to you, Mikami Yuya! This is the family's order, and it's also what I demand of you as a father."

"You don't have to look so aggrieved. Relying on a strong person is such a blessing. I don't need to elaborate on it."

"Are you still dreaming of a foolish girl? Expecting a king to fall in love with you?"

"If you truly believe you're that great, then monopolize this king and make him inseparable from you!"

Yua Mikami recalled her father's words in her mind and accepted this fact.

Being at the top of the pyramid in Japan, I have seen everything.

In this so-called civilized society where everyone seems to be well-mannered, it is actually a steel jungle, far more terrifying and bloody than a natural jungle.

In the face of money, all forms of fantasy are just fantasies.

Those handsome and beautiful stars that ordinary people chase after become the playthings of various elderly women at night.

Things that ordinary people find it a luxury to even glance at are just discarded garbage in their eyes.

What is a human being in this civilized society?

People are just food that doesn't taste very good.

That’s why they are not displayed in large quantities in freezers at the top of the pyramid.

She could never forget a North American party she attended when she was an adult.

When the human-shaped turkey was served, she vomited in fear and then quickly ran away, which caused the white people on the pyramid to laugh at her.

She also couldn't forget the few times she saw and heard in Japan, which were not much better than the human-shaped turkey.

Yua Mikami looked at the two women in front of her.