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

Even though the heater was on indoors.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu suddenly felt a little cold.

If it is the second case, then what on earth is the reason that makes the Japanese Ministry of Defense willingly violate the Japanese Constitution and send the Self-Defense Forces to the war zone? !

It is impossible for a member of parliament like me to solve this mystery alone.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu called Sakura Kurumi again.

He told Yingkong Kurumi what he had just thought of.

"How do you want me to help you?" Yingkong Kurumi on the other end of the line was also surprised and said, "All the marching diaries of that unit have been deleted. Even if something happened, it is unknown."

"I think you could help me contact your friend who is a navy admiral and ask her to check the marching trajectory of the troops." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said:

"Even if the march diary is deleted, the march trajectory is recorded in the satellite system's database."

"These databases are shared by several major departments of the Japanese government. It should be impossible to delete them. Otherwise, they could have deleted the name of this peacekeeping Self-Defense Force as well."

"Perhaps, we can find some clues from their marching trajectory..."

"Okay, wait for my news." Yingkong Kurumi said.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu slowly put down the phone.

Checked the temperature in the room.

23 degrees.

Why is it so cold?

"Hold me!!" Shiraishi Nagimitsu rubbed Fang Zuo with his body: "Master~~~"

She said in a coquettish voice.

Fang Zuo looked at the time and felt a headache.

There are two women who have made plans with me tonight.

Kaedeka Ren and Hashimoto Yuna.

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Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.

Kana Morisawa was sitting on the sofa in the monitoring room, looking at emails on her iPad.

It contains the latest monthly reports from the Yamaguchi-gumi from all over the world.

This little beautiful woman is like a black widow spider lying on this planet.

Slowly weaving a huge spider web gradually covering all the countries on the planet.

knock knock knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." said Kana Morisawa.

Miyagi Xiangzi pushed open the door and walked in.

Now she is dressing more and more modernly, the only thing that remains unchanged is a pair of beautiful legs in black stockings.

She was followed by several young people.

"Kana, I brought them here." Miyagi Makoto said as she sat next to Morisawa Kana.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mukaiko." Kana Morisawa nodded, gently hugged Miyagi Mukaiko, then turned to look at the five young men kneeling on the ground.

"Go ahead, Xiangzi said you have some new ideas you want to tell me." Morisawa Kana said with a smile, "You are all highly educated talents trained by the Yamaguchi-gumi, and your fathers are also veteran members of the Yamaguchi-gumi. I have never doubted your loyalty."

"Besides, you should also know how the Yamaguchi-gumi treats traitors. You shouldn't risk your entire family's lives to mess with me."

Several young people prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to look up.

The fear of Kana Morisawa is ingrained in her bones.

Of course they knew how cruelly the Yamaguchi-gumi treated traitors.

Young people born in modern civilized society are also trained by the Yamaguchi-gumi to become highly educated talents.

It is already a terrifying thing to see steaming blood flowing rapidly out of the body.

Not to mention the extremely cruel methods of abuse.

Watching the scenes of those Yamaguchi-gumi traitors being tortured.

They felt it deeply.

Death is sometimes a relief.

The place they followed Miyagi Muko to today made them feel even more the unfathomable nature of this beautiful leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

Even scary.

A beautiful wife of the largest underworld organization in Japan.

I was actually in the observation room of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Agency wearing home clothes, looking at an iPad, drinking coffee, and turning on the heater.

There is a pile of fruit on the table in front of me.

What happened?

Is the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department also a branch of the Yamaguchi-gumi?

Several young people crawled on the ground, feeling that their idea was ridiculous.

But everything before them forced them to believe it.

The world seems to have become a little strange.

"Ma'am..." One of the young men mustered up the courage to look up. "Our money laundering methods are too outdated... With countries increasingly cracking down on drugs, the Yamaguchi-gumi needs the latest money laundering techniques to thrive."

"Oh~~~!" Kana Morisawa was touching up her lipstick with a makeup mirror. When she heard this, she looked over with interest: "What's your name?"

"My name is Kiyotaka Nakata, Madam." The young man looked at his wife's beautiful face.

She blushed in shame and immediately looked away.

A beautiful woman is not necessarily attractive, but a woman who is both beautiful and has an inviolable identity.

It's like the most delicious honey in the world.

Even if there are some vicious bees guarding the hive, the men still want to dig out the hive.

Get a taste of her.

Kana Morisawa has also been worried about the source of funding for the Yamaguchi-gumi recently.

As the fight between her and other local gangs in South America intensified, her funds became increasingly scarce.

Money laundering.

It has always been a major way for the world's underworld to make money, second only to drugs.

Moreover, money laundering not only brings significant income to the Yamaguchi-gumi.

Another great benefit is that you can get to know the people at the top of the pyramid.

After all, who among ordinary people needs to launder money?

"Tell me about it," Kana Morisawa said with a smile, "Why are our money laundering methods so backward?"

Chapter 335 Shiraishi Nagiko and Morisawa Kana, Light and Darkness

He heard the instructions that Kana Morisawa asked him to say.

Kiyotaka Nakata was so excited that he was about to raise his head.

But when he saw two pairs of beautiful legs clamped and bent on the sofa, his eyes became hot and he quickly lowered his head.

Dare not blaspheme.

Miyagi Mukoko's beautiful legs in black stockings stretched out from her windbreaker, clamped together, slender and charming.

The nude high heels were swaying on the toes, the semi-transparent stockings were wrapped around the soles of the feet, and the warm flesh color of the soles of the feet seeped through the black mesh.

Kana Morisawa was not wearing any stockings. She was lazily lying on the sofa with her legs bent and her silk skirt covering her thighs.

The calves are plump and the skin is fair.

"Yes!" Nakata Kiyotaka lowered his head.

Like many second- and even third-generation Yamaguchi-gumi members, he had seen the beautiful wives of the Yamaguchi-gumi, the current leader, when he was just a boy.

In their hearts, Kana Morisawa is like a goddess.

And now there is one more person, Miyagi Muko, whose amazingly beautiful legs are also the object of admiration of many young members.

"I wonder how much Madam knows about our Yamaguchi-gumi's money laundering chain?" Nakata Kiyotaka said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Kana Morisawa glanced sharply at the new members of the Yamaguchi-gumi who were kneeling in front of her.

It seems that the young cubs of the Yamaguchi-gumi have finally grown up.

He is not willing to be a lackey for the rest of his life and wants to steal the food from the bosses.

Having new blood is a good thing for the Yamaguchi-gumi, but it can also be troublesome if not handled properly.

Among so many underground and above-ground industries in the underworld.

In recent years, Kana Morisawa has mainly focused on the micro-loan financial industry that she has created.

It has also become one of the largest sources of funding for the Yamaguchi-gumi.

As for other nightclubs, pachinko parlors, and money laundering, which are the Yamaguchi-gumi's core businesses, they are all left to the old men to manage.

Kana Morisawa never interfered and never checked too many accounts. As long as the amount was submitted to the organization on time and in full, it was fine.

She also understood that even clear water would have no fish, let alone the Yamaguchi-gumi, which was a huge mud pond.

So I just turn a blind eye to many things. As long as the money is paid, I don’t bother to care too much.

"Tell me, tell me in detail." Kana Morisawa said with a smile.

There was encouragement in his expression.

"Madam, the largest source of money laundering for our Yamaguchi-gumi is still from our own organization, which launders money for all of our businesses, such as pachinko parlors and nightclubs." Nakata Kiyotaka buried his head and said in a deep voice:

"The method used was simply to set up shell companies, disguise all funds as legitimate income, use fake contracts such as auctions of artworks or other false and inflated sales figures, and transfer funds through layers of bank accounts to diffuse the pressure of being searched."

"With the increase in Chinese tourists in recent years, we've added a new tactic: finding many regular tourists to help us shop."

"We can use their passports to help us buy large quantities of tax-free goods, and then sell them in China or other places."

"However, these two methods are only suitable for small-scale money laundering and cannot achieve the effect of laundering large amounts of funds. They are also time-consuming and require a long wait, making it impossible to attract large international clients..."

"Wait a minute..." Kana Morisawa put her beautiful legs down from the sofa, sat up straight, and said, "Where does this huge amount of money you mentioned come from? Who are your major international clients?"

After hearing what the young Yamaguchi-gumi member said, Kana Morisawa became interested.

A big reason why Kana Morisawa doesn't manage the money laundering business is that she has too few clients.

In Japan, if political families and various politicians need to launder money, they usually go through the chaebol families.

After all, a large ocean-going ship loaded with some random things is enough to clean up their political black money, and the Yamaguchi-gumi will never be found.

"Madam, our Yamaguchi-gumi is very famous internationally. As far as I know, we are often approached with large sums of money for help." Nakata Kiyotaka, still lying on the ground, buried his head and said in a deep voice:

"For example, last year, after the major corruption scandal involving Malaysia's former prime minister and finance minister broke out, an intermediary came to us with nearly $800 million."

"But because our methods were too outdated and we couldn't complete it within the timeframe they requested, Lord Nitta rejected this great deal."

"What? Is there such a thing?" Kana Morisawa stood up in shock, frowning, her white feet tapping on the floor. "Why haven't I received any reports from Saburo Nitta?"

"That bastard Nitta Saburo, how dare he hide such a big thing from me? I think he doesn't want to live anymore!!"

A surge of anger rushed to Kana Morisawa's head, and her chest heaved.

How can you not be angry?

According to underground practices, this kind of embezzled black money is usually charged a fee of between 30 and 70 percent because the owner is too anxious.

There are even quite a few that have had 90% of their profits cut off in one fell swoop.

The owners of the black money are usually under investigation. As long as they can clean it up, it is better than having it seized and confiscated, and then going to jail.