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

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"Bakayashi!" Abe no Suku slowly stood up, and several solemn auras of Shikigami appeared behind him.

"Kumamoto Rikisaburo," the thin man, the head of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, said, "If you continue to act recklessly, we will punish you according to the rules of the Spiritual Dissent Society. No one's pleas will be of any use."

After hearing this, Kumamoto Rikisaburo slowly suppressed his anger and retracted his fangs.

He stared deeply at Yingkong Kurumi.

Raise your hands in surrender.

"Private Marseille, this is just a joke, don't take it so seriously." Kumamoto Rikisaburo then took out a bank card and placed it on the table: "This is my compensation to the police officers."

He pulled out a chair and sat down, but found it was too small, so he stood up again and said with a smile, "It seems that you don't welcome me. Then I will wait for the results of your meeting."

When he reached the door, he turned back to Yingkong Kurumi and said, "Miss, I remember you."

After saying this, Kumamoto Rikisaburo raised his hands and walked out.

"I've said it before, the so-called Tokyo Exorcist Police are useless in dealing with incidents like this, and there is absolutely no need for them to exist." Abe Nojaku sat down elegantly again.

After smoothing out the wrinkles of her skirt that covered her large, plump hips, she raised her voluptuous wine-glass legs and said, "Why not leave this kind of thing to the Onmyoji family from now on? This will save a lot of money. I'll bring this up at the next meeting."

Shiraishi Nagiko shook his head. "It's because Onmyoji and the demon tribe lack discipline that cases like this often occur. The government should increase its investment in this area."

"Sodersner," said Kishida Ichi, a representative of another political group. "I fully support Councillor Shiraishi's views. The current situation is too unfair to ordinary people."

"Members of the House!" The old man at the head of the table knocked on the table and interrupted, "Please listen to the Fifth Heavenly Man's investigation report before we discuss the subsequent issues of the Demon Tribe."

"The Prime Minister and the Emperor are paying close attention to this matter. We must find the murderer. Even if that is not possible, we must find the body and the cause of death."

"Ms. Sakura Kurumi, please." After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation to Sakura Kurumi.

"Hi!" Sakura Kurumi put away her pistol, stepped forward, bowed 90 degrees, and said, "I'm reporting this incident to everyone."

"According to the investigation, on the fifth day, after getting off the plane, Hokibo went to Asakura Hospital in Saitama Prefecture, north of Tokyo. After spending half an hour there, he went to Shinjuku."

"The last camera search showed that on the fifth day, Hokibo got off the bus at Higashi-Shinjuku, which is Okubo 1-chome near Kabukicho."

"Then he disappeared completely."

“We have deployed police forces and are…”

"Hashidou Madai, I want to know why Hokibo went to Asakura Hospital?" Kishida paused on the table, interrupting Sakura Kurumi's report. "If I remember correctly, Asakura Hospital was closed by the government in 2001."

A silence.

"Asakura Hospital?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu's breathing suddenly became rapid. "I remember reading some previously suppressed reports about over 2001 patients dying overnight in 140."

Another representative, Shibata Yoshiie, turned his gaze to the thin man and said, "Takeda Taifu Chojo, isn't it time for you to explain yourself to us?"

Everyone looked at the thin man.

Takeda Taifu stepped forward and said, "The National Police Agency does have files on this past case. Let me explain it to you."

"Asakura Hospital was once a 'human flesh hospital' secretly run by Yobe. After the 2001 incident, it became a shelter for various socially isolated individuals."

"Human flesh?"

Shiraishi Nagimitsu covered her mouth and said, "You mean, the patients who died in 2001 were..."

"Yes, they were all eaten by the demon tribe, and it was called a medical accident." Takeda Taifu smiled bitterly.

"Then why was the hospital closed and turned into an asylum? Why did Hokibo go there..." Kishida Ichi pounded the table angrily: "How can you be a police officer?"

"Private Marseille is not within our scope of responsibility." Takeda Taifu bowed his head and apologized.

"You are condoning murder." Another party representative, Yoshida Onodera, slammed the table and said, "Under which prime minister did this happen?"

"It was Prime Minister Moriyoshi, who has already resigned because of the incident," Takeda Taifu replied.

"And then it became an internment camp under Prime Minister Jun Koizumi?" Onodera Yoshida cursed. "Bakayashi, why does it still exist now?"

A silence.

Onodera Yoshida sneered, "I will submit an issue next time to remove this so-called 'shelter'."

The sound of knocking on the wooden table interrupted Yoshida Onodera's words.

"Let me remind you all that there are new topics for you to discuss next time. Currently, we're discussing Hokibo's death and the subsequent compensation to the Celestial Beings." The elder at the head table said, "The Celestial Beings are requesting that Mount Mandala, north of Mount Hiei, be designated as their exclusive territory as compensation."

"I refuse. There's no need for discussion." Onodera Yoshida stood up. "I don't think it's necessary to hold this meeting for such a beast, or even to dwell on who killed him."

"I will propose a proposal in a private motion that all demon tribes withdraw from the urban area, and all Onmyoji should be registered and subject to government supervision and jurisdiction."

After saying that, he turned and walked away.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu: "I refuse the compensation question."

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Kishida Ichi: "Rejected."

Shibata Yoshiie: "Rejected."

They all followed and left.

Five MPs represented it, and four refused.

The only representative left was Abe Nosuke, who smiled and took out a ladies' cigarette, lit it and took a puff.

The sexy red lips opened slightly and blew out a smoke ring.

"I hope you all don't mind if I smoke a cigarette. Miss Sakura Kurumi, you can continue."

There were only four people left in the huge conference room.

Abe Noja was smoking a ladies' cigarette in an elegant posture, with her legs crossed and her red high heels half off, revealing her round heels.

The shoes dangled gently from the toes of her shiny black stockings.

The fleshy and toned thighs make the bright black stockings look even more shiny and sexy.

The old man nodded.

"Hi!" Sakura Kurumi continued, "We've deployed police forces and are investigating each neighborhood in Hokibo where the person disappeared."

"Finally, we've locked onto an area of old, single-family buildings. We're eliminating them one by one. I believe we'll get some clues soon."

"Although the compensation issue has been shelved, we still need to find out something." The old man nodded. "Otherwise, we won't be able to give an explanation to the First Heavenly Man, and the demon tribe will think the government is weak and incompetent, making them even more arrogant."

"Sodsner." Abe Noque nodded. "There have been many paranormal cases before where the perpetrators haven't been caught yet. If we can't even find the cause of death and the body this time, someone must be held accountable."

"Hey! If we can't even find the cause of death, I will resign." Sakura Kurumi bowed and said.

"NONONO! Mr. Takeda Taifu, you are not going to hide behind again and let the child take the blame this time, right?" Abe Noja walked over, lifted up Sakura Sora Kurumi's snow-white little face, and looked at her with a smile.

Yingkong Kurumi stared back unwillingly.

Two beautiful little faces looked at each other.

Abe Noque whispered, "Our Miss Sakura Sora Kurumi is so beautiful. Don't push her out every time. She is still young..."

"Dior 999, try a different shade next time. I don't like the scent."

Sakura Kurumi took a sudden step back and wiped her lips. "This is the responsibility of the Tokyo Exorcist Guard. Of course, I will take it. Also, there's no need to report to Councillor Abe what shade of lipstick I like."

"The little cutie is angry." Abe Noque laughed so hard that her body shook with laughter. She took a puff of cigarette and blew it on Yingkong Kurumi's face: "Little friend, you can't bear it. Only your master can bear it."

"If we can't even find the cause of death this time, I will resign and give up my position as the director of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department." Takeda Taifu nodded and said.

"Soga, that's great." Abe Noque nodded and walked out the door: "Sayo la la, I'll be leaving first."

"Private Marseille." Sakura Kurumi turned to look at Takeda Taifu and bowed, "Master."

"Baga, I've told you countless times that this has nothing to do with you." Takeda Taifu shouted, then softened his tone, "They just want this position, it has nothing to do with you."

"She's right, you're still young."

Before Yingsora Kurumi could say something else, her phone rang.

"The police checked all the residents and found them to be normal. There was only one suspicious one. No one was in the room. The landlord said he was there in the morning, but he probably left because he didn't have money to pay the rent."

Yingsora Kurumi hung up the phone. She had no choice but to ask that disgusting man for help.

I feel upset whenever I think of him, and it has taken me a lot of time to deal with the flowers he sent me these days.

......

Fang Zuo took the three of them to a shop on the corner of the Xinrong Planning building.

The security guard saw him walking over quickly, and after hearing him announce Shiraishi Nagimitsu and his own name, he left the key, bowed and walked away.

"What do you think of this place?" Fang Zuo asked.

It's over 400 square meters, and the foundation has been decorated, only some furnishings are missing.

It is still super high at 5.5 meters, and there is a layer above it.

After waiting for a long time without any answer, Fang Zuo looked back.

The three guys who had never seen the world couldn't stop talking in the shop.

The three of them often passed by this building.

This location, this building, and the old town of Shinjuku are considered important assets.

Owning a shop here is something I never dared to dream of, let alone think of.

If you keep your mouth open for too long, your saliva will keep flowing.

The three of them blinked and swallowed at the same time.

Fang Zuo only felt the picture flash, and a pair of huge breasts instantly wrapped around his thighs.

"Si Guoyi, Lord Devil, is this yours?" The cat girl hugged Fang Zuo's thighs and squatted on Fang Zuo's feet.

Before he could say anything, a plump and soft thing sat on his other foot.

The cat girl sister also came over.

"I guess so." Fang Zuo shook his legs, trying to shake the two cat girls off, but it only resulted in a bit of hesitation.

Looking down, the two sisters' watery eyes had turned into heart shapes. They hugged each other tightly, and their two cat tails were shaking back and forth.

In a white maid outfit, the pink bra could not cover the two large lumps of snow-white softness, and was squeezed and deformed by Fang's left thigh.

Another girl was wearing a black maid outfit. Looking down from behind, she could see a plump buttock wrapped in white stockings, pressing on Fang's left foot.

The little face was flushed from being rubbed, but she just refused to let go.

All that was missing was a meow.

"I'll give it to you, rent-free," Fang Zuo said. "You can open a cat cafe here, and use the upstairs floor as bedrooms for the three of you."

Ahhhh! !

A burst of excited screams.

"Ou Nei-chan, we'll have strawberry shortcake to eat from now on!"

"We won't be hungry anymore, we won't be hungry anymore. Hooray!"

"We can bring Kimi here, hooray!"

“We can grind coffee now, hooray!”

"You can even send money to Fukushima! Hooray!"

After a while.

Hebei Caiying sat next to Fang Zuo and considerately wiped the saliva marks on Fang Zuo's face with a tissue.