Tokyo Unnatural Forensics

Chapter 389, How can Japan be so dark!
In mid-January, at the University of Tokyo, just as the semester was beginning, the snow had subsided, and the world was a tranquil, silver-clad landscape. The Faculty of Medicine is known for its immense pressure, with one or two students frequently traveling by air each year. Students coming and going are always very busy. You won't find the leisurely atmosphere of other universities at the University of Tokyo, at least not near the Faculty of Medicine.

Uesugi Muneyuki sat on a wide bench in front of the road, holding his Mai-senpai in his arms. He placed her soft, fragrant body on his lap, and Mai-senpai obediently nestled against him, leaning against his strong chest, smiling as she discussed with him what they should do next.

Mai-senpai's meaning is simple: there are some things that it's better for Uesugi Muneyuki not to know. First, if Uesugi Muneyuki doesn't know, then when he investigates cases, he will appear natural and unpretentious, which will actually protect his safety. Second, if Uesugi Muneyuki doesn't know some things, then he won't have to bear huge moral pressure. He only needs to believe that Mai-senpai is always thinking of him and standing on the side of justice.

This way, Uesugi Muneyuki wouldn't fall into a "moral trap." He remembered that when he was still a citizen of China in his previous life, celebrities like Louis Koo would often encounter people holding up signs asking for help when attending events. They didn't know whether to help or not, and they were completely at a loss. He placed himself under the management of Minami, the young lady of the Metropolitan Police Department, in order to avoid such a situation.

So, is Mai-senpai trustworthy?
Uesugi Muneyuki couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips. She had her biggest weakness and biggest handle on her. What else could she not trust?
However, in my inner world, Mai-senpai is acting as my proxy, and in the outer world, Minami-sama is acting as her proxy... What kind of talk is this, Ninomiya ruling from behind the curtain? How could I, a descendant of Uesugi Kenshin, the Dragon of Echigo, from a prestigious samurai family (Genji? Taira? Fujiwara?), possibly become a puppet of two women?

Without a word, Uesugi Muneyuki held Mai-senpai's slender waist with one hand, while the other hand naturally slid down, gently removing her white satin rhinestone square-buckle high heel and grasping her delicate pink silk stockings clad in black matte opaque pantyhose.

Without a word, his warm fingers slowly and attentively caressed his senior's beautiful feet in stockings. Through the soft, smooth Wolford stockings, his fingertips delicately traced the bony contours of her ankles, feeling the warmth and coolness of the skin on the back of her feet. He kneaded her small arches with a touch of tenderness and appreciation, gently stroking her slender toes, painted with light pink nail polish: "Walking in high heels must be tiring, right? Let me massage them for you."

Mai Shirakawa trembled slightly from the actions of her "otherworld partner." It wasn't discomfort, but rather a tingling, electric-like sensation coursing through her body. Ever since Uesugi Muneyuki had short-circuited her entire spiritual energy circuits, she had lost all resistance to him. So, she relaxed her body and completely surrendered herself to his almost obsessive touch, resting his head on her chin. The two of them looked at the magnificent Tokyo University campus in the distance. Under the field of disappearing presence, the world seemed to consist only of the two of them and the warmth of his fingertips lingering on her silken feet.

Although Uesugi Muneyuki didn't say it explicitly, she knew he was tacitly agreeing.

This man, in the end, is still completely under my control! I have him firmly in my grasp!
Mai Shirakawa proudly raised her head. All along, she had been secretly working in the shadows, using her abilities to uphold justice and punish evil. However, she had never been able to share, talk about, or boast about her abilities with others. Although she had prepared herself mentally, the feeling of being able to share, talk about, and boast now was wonderful!

In particular, the two of them were like a husband-and-wife black shop, one responsible for exposing the crimes and the other for investigating; one responsible for planning and the other for carrying them out; one responsible for life and the other for death. The important national affairs of the members of parliament were as simple as the husband and wife discussing and distributing a few dollars to the neighbors behind closed doors. This made Senior Mai extremely happy and overjoyed.

Having your own Jenny is so awesome?!
The two lingered in the utterly quiet and intimate environment for a few minutes before Mai-senpai pushed him away, indicating that they should talk about it later that evening: "Shall we go see Councilor Suo and his poor son first? Speaking of which, is this the end of the matter?"

"On the surface, it seems to be over, but in reality, it's not that simple. Suoh-kun's matter has most likely crossed the line for modern civil service governments." Uesugi Muneyuki shook his head slightly; Mai-senpai didn't understand this.

The bureaucratic system is a fascinating thing. On the surface, it appears to be a perfectly fitting and precise machine that operates in an orderly manner. Any attempt to defy this massive machine will only result in utter destruction.

However, it is very difficult to incentivize and supervise the normal, orderly, efficient and clean operation of this massive machine. In ancient times, the imperial system was relied upon, and in modern times, the Democracy system is relied upon (of course, there are other systems as well). However, if such systems attempt to directly and forcibly interfere with the normal operation of the bureaucratic system, they will often provoke retaliation from the bureaucratic system. This retaliation will not happen immediately because the bureaucratic system is slow to react, but it will become increasingly fierce and severe. Once the bureaucratic system reacts and starts to act, the entire retaliation process cannot be stopped.

The incident involving Suoh Ryohei was a forced intervention in the bureaucratic system. Its key feature was that although a certain "big shot" at the top forced the entire bureaucratic system to pay for it through the internal spool of information, it made the entire bureaucratic system feel very uncomfortable.

The detectives from the Metropolitan Police Department who were in charge of the investigation felt wronged.

The police officers from the police department who were blamed were also very aggrieved.

Eiji Watanabe felt wronged, but didn't Kimiaki Onoda, the leader of the Public Security Police Force, feel the same way?
So everyone, from top to bottom, has a similar feeling about this.

Damn it, how did the country become like this?

Damn it, how can Japan be so dark!
Mai-senpai didn't understand this operating logic, but Uesugi Muneyuki did.

This is why he agreed to take a step back, because if the police organization might tolerate a similar nuclear explosion and forced intervention the first time, what about the second and third time?
I don’t want to lose face?
The police organization was still in a daze, but this behavior had already crossed the line of the bureaucratic system. As the police organization came to its senses, they would tacitly begin to plan retaliatory actions.

If they come again, the explosion will only be more violent and devastating, provoking even harsher retaliation. Only then will it be time for me to strike!
Thinking of this, Uesugi Muneyuki felt much better. He gestured for us to go check on Suoh Ryohei's condition and began humming a little tune.

"Damn it, Faker, can you please leave me alone this time? In my next life, I just want to be a kid who won a championship with an all-Chinese team~ A kid without Dafei, without Zeus, without Knight~ Even S14, which I once wanted to forget, is now a thing of the past~"

"Damn it, Faker, can you please let this go? Sometimes I'm so tired, but I don't know why I have to keep going~ The reality of not making it to the Masters tournament can't break down Top Esports' defenses. On the day our brother wins the World Championship this year, we'll settle scores with the haters~"

"Stop singing! Stop singing! It sounds awful!" Senior Mai punched him.

........................

The ICU at the University of Tokyo Hospital.

After 36 hours of emergency treatment, Ryohei Suo was finally saved from death at the University of Tokyo Hospital.

After the first phase of vascular ligation, external pelvic fixation, and cystostomy, the University of Tokyo successfully controlled the massive bleeding. In the second phase, after the expert team worked tirelessly to develop a plan, the University of Tokyo continued with genital debridement and rectal repair to prevent an infection outbreak.

In the third stage, the University of Tokyo Hospital continued with a second exploration, peritoneal lavage, and VSD negative pressure drainage. This part of the surgery was also quite risky, because if it was not handled properly, it could very likely lead to sepsis. It is only in a place like the University of Tokyo Hospital that they are confident that the mortality rate is less than 5%. In other parts of Japan, doctors would not have such ability.

The 36-hour surgery pushed the patient to their physical limits. During the surgery, 56 units of blood products were transfused (equivalent to 4.8 whole blood exchanges). The patient experienced ventricular fibrillation 3 times during the surgery, and sinus rhythm was restored after defibrillation.

The subsequent ICU observation was still a brutal operation. Only after repeated confirmation did the doctors dare to use the norepinephrine pump to maintain blood pressure above 90 mmHg. At this time, the crush syndrome almost led to acute renal failure, and the patient was forced to continue systemic hemodialysis. Because the patient had eaten and drunk a lot the night before the incident, the rectal feces caused a multidrug-resistant bacterial infection. The University of Tokyo used a combination of carbapenem antibiotics and antifungal drugs.

That's not all. Afterwards, Ryohei Suoh will also have to face phantom limb pain caused by pelvic nerve damage and PTSD. In addition, the recovery of respiratory muscle atrophy and gastrointestinal function will take a long time. It is initially estimated that it will take at least 6 months before he can be discharged from the hospital, and it may actually take longer.

This caused Suo Masao's hair to turn almost white overnight. After hearing about emergency situations time and time again and signing countless consent forms, his son's condition finally stabilized.

However, everything else is bad news!

The investigation by Nippon Life Insurance has yielded unfavorable results. According to the findings of the third claims team led by Hironobu Takeda, Suo Ryohei's actions at the gym—including improper operation, intoxication, and requesting additional workouts without paying extra—have resulted in Nippon Life Insurance only agreeing to pay 5.2 million yen in basic medical expenses, VIP organ failure supplementary insurance, and sequelae allowance, in addition to the originally projected 2.5 million yen claim. Nippon Life Insurance stated that if Suo Ryohei has any objections, he can sue in court, and Nippon Life Insurance will respect the court's decision.

But that wasn't the key point. Suo Masao didn't actually need those hundreds of millions of yen. He just felt it was a blatant humiliation, and from the Nippon Life Insurance's nonchalant attitude, he vaguely sensed something was amiss.

Damn it! How can Japan be so dark?!
Just then, news arrived from the front.

The police took over the search of the gym and ordered all evidence to be sealed. At the same time, news came from above: the gym case would be closed as an accident! The rest of the case would end with the crackdown on prostitution at Burning Bar!
And Burning Bar is one of Masao Suo's businesses! Just like the Ebisu Gym!
So the investigation concluded that Suo Masao not only lost his son's future and the political successor he had painstakingly cultivated, but also lost his gym and all his connections, incurred staggering medical expenses, and even the entire Burning Bar. In the end, the investigation was abruptly halted before even finding out who had murdered his son.

Upon receiving this news, the enraged congressman smashed his Sony phone on the ground and, in a long-uncharacteristic outburst, kicked the stairwell door.

Damn it!!! Japan! How can it be so dark?!
(End of this chapter)