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

Keep your back straight and your legs together.

Holding the handbag in both hands, she placed it on her knees.

Everything seems so respectful to each other.

Smile.

"This is the first time we meet, Minister Yume Hatoyama. Thank you for your guidance."

"Councilor Shiraishi, honestly, I'm surprised you could find your way here." Hatoyama Yumemi nodded slightly. "Who leaked my identity and address?"

"Let me guess, um... I think... it should be that Congressman Abe..."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu was slightly stunned. This Hatoyama Yumemi could actually tell the person who guided her here.

Being able to sit in the position of Minister of Public Security of this country as a woman.

This not only shows her status in the Hatoyama family, but also shows the trust that the previous prime minister and current interim prime minister Shigeharu Shiba have in her.

Her ability to make inferences also attracted the attention of Shiraishi Nagimitsu. She was indeed not simple.

"Oh? How did Minister Hatoyama know that?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu did not deny it.

Since Abe Nosuke was willing to tell her, it meant that she didn't care about it at all.

"It's simple. Of the few members of Congress that Congressman Shiraishi has been close to recently, only Abe Nozaki knows my identity and address." Hatoyama Yumemi said with a smile, "She's the only one who's not afraid of me at all..."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu's heart tightened slightly. It seemed that this woman had been paying attention to him and even knew who he had been close to recently.

"Sai Ai, stop playing games and pour some coffee for me and the guests." Hatoyama Yumemi frowned and glanced at his niece who served as his secretary.

"Aunt, drinking iced coffee is not good for you, especially now that you are on your menstrual period. You will easily get a stomachache. I must protect you well!!" The woman with bare legs and an OL short skirt stood up while holding the switch, but her eyes were still fixed on the screen and she refused to move away, and the thumbs of both hands kept moving.

"When you say you care about me, can you look at me and say it?" Yumemi Hatoyama rolled his eyes. "At least once, stop playing around and pour the coffee..."

"Oh, dead..." Hatoyama Se'ai cried out in frustration, then raised her head: "Aunt, what did you ask me to do just now?"

Yumemi Hatoyama took a deep breath and pointed his finger at the coffee machine in the distance.

"Oh, I see." Hatoyama Seai put the switch aside and walked towards the coffee machine. After taking two steps, she turned back and asked, "Do you want cold or hot drinks?"

"It's cold. It's so hot in here." said Yumemi Hatoyama.

"Auntie, drinking iced coffee will..."

"Shut up....a few ice cubes won't kill you..."

"Oh...."

"I'm so sorry to have embarrassed you." After Yumemi Hatoyama stopped Seai Hatoyama, he smiled at Nagimitsu Shiraishi and said, "Councilor Shiraishi, can you tell me why you came to see me?"

"Minister Hatoyama, I would like to check the past marching diaries of the Self-Defense Forces. I wonder if you can give me this permission," said Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

She did not tell everything she discovered like she did to Abe Nosuke.

"The Self-Defense Forces' marching diary?" Yume Hatoyama was genuinely surprised by the purpose. This congresswoman actually came to him to ask for this permission. "I think Councillor Shiraishi, you're mistaken. You should ask the military for the Self-Defense Forces' marching diary. I'm just making a backup archive here as per customary practice."

"I won't hide anything from Minister Hatoyama," Shiraishi Nagimitsu said. "I'm investigating a very important case related to the marching diary of a Self-Defense Force unit from ten years ago. However, that unit's marching diary has been erased. This means that Minister Hatoyama is the only one who has the clue. I hope you can help me!"

Yumemi Hatoyama took the coffee handed to her by Seai Hatoyama, took a sip, and frowned: "I want iced coffee... The room temperature is so high, didn't Seai Ai hear you?"

"I heard you, but I also told you not to drink iced drinks. You're on your period." Hatoyama Se Ai ignored her aunt who rolled her eyes and came to Shiraishi Nagihiru and Shiraishi Mei with a tray: "Both of you drink iced drinks..."

"Thank you..." Shiraishi Nagimitsu and Shiraishi Mei each took it.

"What are you watching?" Hatoyama Seai asked curiously, looking at the iPad in the hands of Shiraishi Mei who was hiding in the corner watching TV series.

"It's a very good TV series, the Chinese series Empresses in the Palace." Mei Shiraishi said without even raising her head.

"Is it fun to play with a switch?"

"Of course."

"Let's watch it together. Tell me the plot."

"Okay." Mei Shiraishi moved her butt to the side.

The two women's heads came together.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu and Hatoyama Yumemi both turned their gaze away from them.

The atmosphere here was quite tense, but the two guys became close after meeting for the first time.

"I'm sorry, I understand your intentions, but I can't give you permission. This violates Japan's public safety regulations." Hatoyama Yumemi said apologetically, "Unless Prime Minister Shigeki gives the order."

"I understand." Shiraishi Nagiko nodded. "Then I'll provide the unit numbers. Could Minister Hatoyama directly give me their marching diaries?"

"I'm afraid that won't work." Hatoyama Yumemi shook his head.

"Is it also because of Japan's public safety regulations?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu asked. "This march diary doesn't rise to the level of national public safety, right? Especially since it's from ten years ago? According to Japan's public safety regulations, it should have been confidential by then."

"Or..." Shiraishi Nagimitsu paused, "Minister Hatoyama simply doesn't want to help me?"

Hatoyama Yumemi did not answer, picked up the coffee, took a sip, and then put it aside.

After a moment of silence, he said, "It's not that I don't want to make friends with Councillor Shiraishi, but I don't want to offend more people."

"What do you mean?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu also put the coffee aside. Although he had expected this result, the other party's rejection was too straightforward.

Yumemi Hatoyama changed his sitting posture slightly and said solemnly:

"It's very simple. If it's just a simple case, Councillor Shiraishi should be at the National Security Bureau right now. They can help you more there. There's no need for you to come to me."

"Secondly, if the case Councillor Shiraishi wants to investigate isn't a big deal, then Abe no Suzuki will help you out of favors, and it won't be my turn."

"Since she pushed you to me, it means she doesn't want to offend the background forces of this case."

"Third, whoever was able to delete the Japanese troops' marching diary must have a very powerful background."

"All of this shows that if I want to gain Councillor Shiraishi's friendship through this matter, the price is too high. It seems a bit beyond my budget..."

"I see... I understand." Shiraishi Nagimitsu didn't say anything more. Both parties were smart people, and friendship couldn't be established with just a few words.

She stood up and nodded: "Then I'll take my leave. I'm sorry to bother Minister Hatoyama..."

"I'm sorry, Councillor Shiraishi, I can't help you." Hatoyama Yumemi also stood up.

"No, it's a pleasure to meet Minister Hatoyama. This trip is not in vain." Shiraishi Nagimitsu held the coat in his hands, smiled, took a few steps forward and stretched out his little hand.

"Me too. Councillor Shiraishi, feel free to come sit with me when you have time." Hatoyama Yumemi smiled and extended his hand to shake it. "I'll see you off."

After watching Shiraishi Nagimitsu and Shiraishi Mei enter the elevator.

"Aunt, Shiraishi Nagimitsu came to you for help this time, probably targeting the Aso family." Hatoyama Seai turned her head and said, "About 10 years ago, Aso Taro was Deputy Prime Minister and Minister of Defense. At the same time, several senior generals in the Self-Defense Forces were also from the Aso family."

"The Aso family is the most likely to have been able to delete the marching diary."

"Also, they used the army's marches to smuggle a lot of stuff during those years."

"So..." Hatoyama Yumemi nodded, not doubting the memory of the guy next to him. "It's pretty much what I thought. I'm afraid the Aso family is smuggling something important and Shiraishi Nagimitsu discovered it."

"No matter what, our Hatoyama family cannot break the tacit understanding between these families. We should avoid getting involved in such matters if possible."

"Also, Auntie, the Catholic Church just sent a message asking when we can arrest Kana Morisawa. The EU is already preparing to connect with the Fuji Group." Hatoyama Seai checked the time. "Also, Prime Minister Shigeki Shiba left for Washington an hour ago and called to inquire about this matter."

Hatoyama Yumemi rubbed his brows and said, "That girl Sakura Kurumi is not easy to deal with either. Judging from her recent actions, she is very strong. I don't think she will be so easily obedient."

"Unless we can find some evidence against her..."

"She suddenly detained Kana Morisawa like this, obviously to protect her."

"Based on the limited information we have, she was the one who assisted Kana Morisawa in the Transport Minister's incident," Hatoyama Seai said. "But despite all our efforts these days, we haven't been able to find out why she and Kana Morisawa became so close."

"And everything about her account is normal... She's also a workaholic, a pervert like my aunt, and never takes a break..."

"Could you please stop looking at me when you called me a pervert?" Yume Hatoyama sat down again and thought for a moment. "I'll go meet her in person and feel her out... But... before that, maybe I can find something..."

----

Inside the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau.

Observation room.

Kana Morisawa and Mukaiko Miyagi sat side by side on the sofa, looking at the old man kneeling and crawling on the ground in front of them.

Two burly men in black from the Yamaguchi-gumi were each stepping on one of his hands.

Both beauties were wearing orthodox kimonos.

Her feet were wrapped in white cotton socks and she was wearing wooden clogs.

Everything seems so formal.

"What? You're not going to tell me yet?" Morisawa Kana smiled and said, "Nitta Saburo, you're also a veteran of the Yamaguchi-gumi. The reason I'm still waiting patiently is because I want to hear you say it yourself. Also, everyone wants to see you set an example."

As she spoke, Kana Morisawa looked at the projection next to her.

In the projection.

The elders of the Yamaguchi-gumi were now kneeling in the courtyard of the Edogawa Bonsai Museum.

Several old men stood beside the elders with serious expressions.

The two places are connected in real time.

"Madam, I don't know what to say. These are just nonsense. There is no evidence at all." Nitta Saburo roared: "According to the rules of the Yamaguchi-gumi, they are betraying me... Madam... It's against the rules to come to you without me..."

pat.

A severed finger soaked in a test tube was thrown in front of Saburo Nitta.

"This is his punishment, of course, assuming he's not lying. If he is, you'll see his head." Kana Morisawa put away her smile. "Now, it's your turn... Are you still unwilling to speak? How many money laundering clients have you concealed?"

"Really, ma'am! You took my account book too. I've been checking it for so long, is there anything wrong? All of this proves my innocence." Nitta Saburo raised his head with an effort. "Ma'am, we old guys respect you very much, but you have to produce evidence."

"Without any evidence, you are treating us, the veterans who have made great contributions, like this. We are dissatisfied..."

At this time, in the venue on the Edogawa side, the kneeling old people also raised their heads and looked at everything on the huge screen in front of them.

"Haha..." Kana Morisawa suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that she fell forward and backward.

Suddenly the laughter stopped.

Bang!

A cup hit Saburo Nitta's forehead hard.

Blood immediately flowed out.

Saburo Nitta wanted to struggle in pain, but he was trampled by two strong men and could not move.

"I don't accept it. You have no evidence, ma'am!! We don't accept it!!!" Saburo Nitta endured the pain on his forehead, letting the blood flow down, his face grim.

"Old thing, have you forgotten who we are?" Kana Morisawa stood up and said coldly.

She walked slowly towards Saburo Nitta with her beautiful legs.

"We are the Yamaguchi-gumi, the underworld..." As she spoke, Kana Morisawa stepped hard on Saburo Nitta's palm with her clogs, slowly turning the clogs to crush it.

Ahhhhh! !

Seeing Saburo Nitta howling in pain, Kana Morisawa said coldly: "Do you think we are the police? Or the court? What evidence does the underworld want? You really make me feel ridiculous, Saburo Nitta..."

She retracted her beautiful legs in clogs, turned her head and said, "Xiangzi, let him give up."

Miyagi Mukako gently lifted up her kimono that was dragging on the ground, revealing a pair of super long beautiful legs, and stood up. Then she clicked on the iPad in her hand and put it on the ground.

Saburo Nitta was shaking in pain, his body being stepped on by two feet and he could only twist his body slightly to struggle.

Suddenly, a burst of playful sounds was heard.

My body froze instantly.

He slowly raised his head in fear and looked at the iPad in front of him.

In the video that is playing.

His four-year-old grandson, Chizuru Nitta, was playing with sand on the beach.

Several strong men in black clothes surrounded him and kept teasing him, making him laugh.

And the sea behind the grandson.

More than a dozen hands were struggling desperately in the sea.

Everyone's head rose and fell in the sea.

There are men and women.