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

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'Kacha'

Bai Huizi hadn't finished speaking yet.

The sound of countless safety pins being pulled could be heard on the field instantly.

Then hurried footsteps were heard.

The well-trained police officers surrounded Tetsushi Kono and Yoshio Chosokabe.

Dozens of pistols were pointed at the two men.

Dense black bullet holes pierced the faces of the two men.

Tetsushi Kono and Yoshio Chosokabe were instantly too afraid to move. There were gun muzzles all around their heads, and they couldn't even turn their necks.

"How dare you? Threatening our chief officer right in front of us? Blatantly intimidating police officers?" Feng Hualian sneered as she walked up, holding her pistol in her small hand. She patted the muzzle of the gun against the two men's faces frivolously, glancing at their tense auras that had not yet dissipated, and whispered, "Add another charge: attempting to assault a senior police officer..."

Following closely behind, Hashimoto Yuna said with a smile: "I am a witness. I saw with my own eyes that you two threatened and attempted to attack senior police officers... but failed..."

"Okay, stop playing..." Yingkong Kurumi said coldly: "Hurry up and go back to your work..."

These words made Tetsushi Kono and Yoshio Chosokabe breathe a sigh of relief.

Who are these police officers...

He pulled out a gun as soon as there was a disagreement and accused me of a bunch of crimes.

They don't look like police officers, they look like gangsters.

Fortunately, the Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department looks a little more normal.

But the next second, they knew they were wrong.

"Why are you nagging them? Just cuff them and put them back... Besides the intimidation and assault charges, they're also charging me with obstructing a police officer..." Yingkong Kurumi said calmly, "Just lock him up for a few days and wait for the cabinet to come and ask for him, then release him..."

"Yes, Director!" Two guys immediately took out handcuffs and handcuffed them with a "click".

His face was full of joy.

The performance that comes to your door...whoever cuffs it first gets it...

The other police officers rolled their eyes.

"What do you want to do? We are the rotating members of the Spiritual Opposition Council. What rights do you have to arrest us?" Tetsushi Kono shouted.

Chosokabe Yoshinori's face flushed red, and he couldn't believe it when he saw the handcuffs on his hands.

You were caught just like that?

The beautiful woman Bai Huizi and another member of the Spiritual Opposition Council looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

These two new rotating councilors from Kansai have recently been treated to a lavish welcome banquet by the major Onmyoji families in Tokyo.

Under the indoctrination of these Onmyoji families, they unknowingly regarded Sakura Kurumi as a target for showing off their power.

I want to help these families vent their anger.

It ended up like this.

Bai Huizi coughed and was about to step forward and say something nice.

There was a sound of rapid footsteps.

Several high-ranking priests rushed here.

These are all the high-ranking priests in Kanto.

These are the only ones left.

"Everyone, you've arrived just in time. My brother, Chosokabe Rendai Gonji, is dead, and this so-called goddess is unharmed..." Chosokabe Yoshi, handcuffed, shouted, "Shintoism should properly handle this strange matter..."

Several priests glanced at Chosokabe Yoshi and immediately prostrated themselves before Sakura Kurumi. "Your Majesty, the oracle has arrived: Until the next great shrine leader emerges, all major events facing shrines throughout Japan will be decided by you..."

"The other priests from Kansai are still on their way to the audience..."

"In the mortal world, you are the representative of the gods, receiving worship from Japan's 100 million Shinto believers..."

"Your will will be the will of God, and your enemies will be the enemies of Shinto..."

After saying this, several priests stood up and stared at Chosokabe Yoshi and Kono Tetsushi.

"You guys just do what you normally do. I won't interfere with the daily affairs of the major shrines, including personnel appointments and finances." Sakura Kurumi nodded.

The priests breathed a sigh of relief.

After receiving the oracle, I was still frightened.

What I fear most is that the new boss will seize my power and the benefits I have gained will be divided up.

Now it seems that this goddess is indeed very sensible...

With this thought in mind, he looked at Chosokabe Yoshi and Kono Tetsuji with even more hostility.

When it's time to curry favor with the higher-ups, someone comes along and offers it to you...

Chosokabe Yoshi and Kono Tetsuji felt a chill in their hearts as they looked at these gods with fierce eyes, and they wanted to slap themselves hard...

This Yingkong Walnut Hall hadn't expected that he couldn't shake it at all...

This damn Onmyoji family in Tokyo pushed the two of them into becoming such unlucky guys.

"Cuff them and lock them up for a few days." Yingkong Kurumi glanced at the two guys and said, "If they don't behave on the road, you can use batons... Remember to soak them all... "

"Yes!!" Several police officers stepped forward and escorted the pale-faced Chosokabe Yoshi and Kono Tetsuji away.

After tonight, I believe the whole of Japan will know what happened to these two people.

It will be difficult to raise your head in the future.

"Goddess..." One of the priests stepped forward with an embarrassed look on his face, his lips trembling as he wanted to say something.

"Don't worry, I'll order the police to install high-speed cameras at all shrines and assign officers to guard them," said Sakura Kurumi. "This murderer also suffered a great loss here. I believe he won't cause you any trouble again in the short term..."

"Thank you so much, Goddess... Praise you..." Several priests looked delighted.

This siege failed miserably, even the Great Power and the God of Descendants died...

To say I'm not afraid would be a lie...

Yingkong Kurumi glanced at the god who was a pile of rotting flesh in the distance.

This is the goal of that psychic. He killed all the high priests, so these ordinary priests should not be bothered.

"You take charge here, I'll leave for a while..." Yingsong Kurumi walked up to Fenghua Lian and said.

"Where are you going?" asked Hashimoto Yuuna.

"I'm going to go and cause trouble for that Dr. Furukawa Miu..." Sakura Kurumi raised her eyebrows. "If that guy hadn't interfered, I would have already given the order to increase the power and kill him..."

"How could there be so many things going on right now?" Yingkong Kurumi dusted off her leather jacket. "We have to get back the money we lost from the shock..."

"Oh, by the way, in Governor Miura's case, the opposing defense attorney has requested that our Security Department appear in court for questioning. Can you go there for me as well?"

Feng Hualian curled her red lips: "Why is it always me?"

"After all, you are my right-hand man..." Yingsora Kurumi said with a smile.

----

Miura Masami sat in the courtroom, wearing a Supreme Court robe and adjusting his thin-framed glasses.

I didn't sleep all night and my face didn't look very good.

This trial has attracted the attention of the public and the entire judicial community.

Live broadcast and open court hearings will be conducted simultaneously.

She was originally supposed to avoid suspicion, but because she was a whistleblower, she was given an exception to try the case due to public outcry.

Governor Miura walked in smiling, handcuffed and shackled, escorted by two court police officers.

His steps did not seem heavy because he was a prisoner.

"Dear sister, I haven't seen you for a long time. I really miss you." Governor Miura raised his hands and showed the shackles in front of Miura Masami with a meaningful look.

Then he pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and smiled kindly, revealing his snow-white teeth.

The sunlight hit his lenses and teeth, reflecting an eerie, multicolored glow.

"You haven't come to see me for all these days..." Governor Miura walked slowly into the dock, saying, "If my father knew about this, he would never forgive you..."

"You know, I dream about my dad almost every night these days. He keeps telling me that he's so lonely and that I must have you accompany him..."

"Sister, I know...you love daddy, right?"

When he said the last two words, they almost popped out from between his teeth.

For him, if there is anything in this world that he is attached to, it is his father.

Is there anything more hateful than having your own sister kill your own father?

And he also sent himself to jail.

Masami Miura said nothing, still harboring an instinctive fear of his younger brother from childhood to adulthood.

not to mention.

All live broadcasts were broadcast to audiences across the country, including the jury and live audiences.

Not a single abnormality can be missed.

At this time.

A beautiful woman walked in quickly with several assistants.

It was Erin Hayes and her team of assistants.

She walked to the defense table wearing a women's suit and her feet wrapped in flesh-colored stockings and commuter leather shoes.

Smiling, he said to Miura Masami, "Respected Chief Justice, this is the new evidence we submitted to the court..."

After saying that, he took out a stack of documents and handed them to the court clerk.

"Why didn't you submit it to the court earlier?" Masami Miura took the document from the clerk and flipped through it.

"Japanese law doesn't require all evidence to be submitted before the trial," Erin Hayes said with a smile. "My actions are in accordance with Japanese legal procedures."

Then Hojo Sakurana, wearing a prosecutor's uniform, walked in with several colleagues and came to the prosecution seat.

Because of the wanton service she had given Fang Zuo, her face was flushed with satisfaction.

She and Miura Zhengmei looked at each other, nodded, and indicated that she would do her best.

Masami Miura slams the gavel.

Everyone stand up.

After swearing in the court, they sat down together again.

"Now, I declare that the trial begins. Defense attorney, please state the relationship that you want to prove with the new evidence you just submitted..." Masami Miura flipped through the new evidence and was startled.

No wonder he handed it over at the last minute. He was probably afraid that the other party would find these so-called witnesses to overturn his confession.

"Okay, Your Honor, these are testimonies from prominent Japanese figures," Irene Hayes said, standing up. "Among them are the Honorary Justices, who were personally awarded medals by His Majesty the Emperor, the Honorary Presidents of both the University of Tokyo and Waseda University, and elite figures from all walks of life."

"These people are the foundation of Japanese society as a whole. If their testimony cannot be trusted, then no one in Japan can be trusted."

"Their testimony clearly describes how they met my lawyer, and also fully proves that he is a highly respected, friendly, and law-abiding citizen."

"Also, the second piece of evidence is a certificate provided by the World Red Cross and the World Children's Organization, proving that my client donates three-quarters of his income to the Red Cross and African children every year."

"Three-quarters of the income, that's not a small amount."

"These testimonies fully demonstrate that my client is a person of great compassion and would never commit such a brutal murder."

"I object. I object to recognizing the legality and procedural validity of this evidence. The opposing defense attorney is simply ridiculous." Hojo Sakura stood up and said, "How can this confession, which is just a piece of paper, easily overturn Governor Miura's murder conviction?"

"It would be a bit too presumptuous to overturn a murder conviction based on a few testimonies from prominent figures in society."

"Then what do we need all this evidence for..."

"Your Honor, members of the jury, of course, this is not enough to overturn the charges." Erin Hayes smiled. "What I want to point out is that this is just a premise to prove my defense attorney's social status and daily moral behavior."

"It does not directly prove the evidence of the accusation. I think that this should be accepted by the court."

Miura Masami hesitated for a moment, then banged the gavel. "The objection is invalid. The jurors may follow the opposing counsel's request and include these documents in the defendant's certificate of conduct."