Tokyo Detective

Chapter 570 The action begins

Naoki Hanyu shook his head, indicating that he found it a bit hard to understand, but he didn't care what the girl thought, as long as the information was true.

I won't ask the reason.

As soon as she finished speaking, Kirimiya Tamaru hugged Hanyu Naoki's arm, her firm muscles pressing against her soft flesh, and a faint fragrance wafted around her nose.

"Lord Tianzhu, would you mind listening to my story?"

No, I've already explained the reason, so I won't ask anymore.

"After the story."

Before Naoki Hanyu could finish speaking, the girl's alluring body pressed even closer, and her pitiful eyes looked up at him.

"Could you please listen to my story, big brother?"

Naoki Hanyu was no naive newcomer, and he could easily see through the other party's little schemes, such as seduction and evoking sympathy.

But it doesn't matter. There's still plenty of time in the night, so it's not a big deal. It's definitely not because he's being swayed by girls.

"Okay, you say."

"I rarely spent time with my parents growing up, especially when I was 8 years old."

Naoki Hanyu didn't feel much about the story, but he did understand a little about how the other person's changeable personality evolved.

From a young age, I had to learn etiquette under the tutelage of Granny Huangshi, which prevented me from unleashing my true nature.

When he was 8 years old, his mother gave birth to a stillborn girl, which enraged his father, who longed for a son. He took many extreme actions in an attempt to get his wife to conceive a boy, which led to the breakdown of their relationship.

News reports at the time also claimed that Prince Akishino was abusive, and the couple later divorced, becoming the second divorce case in the Hoshino family after World War II, and the third one occurred a few years later.

His reputation was ruined, which led to Prince Akatsuki's lifelong drinking addiction, and Kirimiya Shuri was fostered in his uncle's house, who is now known as Akihito Akihito.

From childhood to adulthood, Kirimiya Juri's life was very different from that of other princesses and queens, and she received a very different education because she was a natural beauty from a young age.

As she grew older, she became increasingly beautiful, clearly different from other ugly princesses and queens.

With her pure bloodline and striking good looks that would make her stand out even in the entire country, and having been raised under his care, she was easy to control. In Akihito's eyes, she was definitely the most suitable person from the Konoha clan for a marriage alliance.

After telling her everything, Kirimiya Tamaru's tear-streaked face was already close to the man's, her sexy red lips pouting. According to this development, he should have kissed her, but what greeted Kirimiya Tamaru was a warm hand patting her head, while also stopping her from getting closer.

"You've worked hard too. As a member of the YMCA, you will be protected by the YMCA in the future."

Kirimiya Tamaru was slightly surprised, but quickly nodded obediently.

Naoki Hanyu asked.

"Is there any other information?"

"Yes, I've been in the locust room for over 10 years, and I've heard some news from the sidelines."

Two hours later, Naoki Hanyu left under the complicated gaze of Tamaru Kirimiya, while the princess secretly returned to her room, looking at her figure and appearance that surpassed her peers, and couldn't help but pinch her ample bosom.

"Why don't you do anything outrageous? I'm clearly very pretty."

Not doing anything out of line means not being moved, which for Kirimiya Tamari means a lack of security.

In her view, apart from some intelligence, it was necessary to find other capital to trade with the other party, otherwise they would become a dispensable pawn.

The next afternoon, the sun was blazing, and the weather forecast said it would get cold the next day, finally ending the days of wearing only light clothing.

Seiko Akimoto, the head of the First Investigation Division of the Metropolitan Police Department, led her team back to the office. Most of them were drenched in sweat, and even Seiko Akimoto had fine beads of sweat on her forehead that slid down her temples like morning mist brushing against flower petals.

The section chief's assistant stepped forward to remind him.

"Section Chief, Director Yuzuru is waiting for you in his office."

Seiko Akimoto had been working overtime all night, so she wasn't surprised that someone had come looking for her.

"I see."

The door opened, and Akimoto Seiko was greeted by a warm embrace.

"thanks for the effort."

"You wouldn't come to my temple without a reason, you must have something to ask me."

Naoki Hanyu didn't answer. He pulled Seiko Akimoto to sit in a chair and began massaging her head and shoulders from behind.

"There is indeed something I need to ask the First Investigation Division to investigate a case in depth."

The man rubbed his temples with his fingers, then moved them down the stiff part of his neck. Akimoto Seiko closed her eyes, experiencing the service of a man who seemed to have absolute power.

"Isn't the Special Response Bureau inconvenient?"

"Yes, you know I've declared war on that old woman. Every move the Special Operations Bureau makes is being watched. I don't want to alert them. At the very least, I need the First Investigation Division to find some preliminary evidence."

Seiko Akimoto had already guessed that the case would be very troublesome, but she still agreed.

"I will hand over the cases I have to the 6th Division and personally take charge of them."

"Thank you so much for your thoughtfulness, Sister Shengzi." "."

Akimoto Seiko rolled her eyes at the other person. Every time the other person called her Seiko-neechan, it was when she was doing something wrong, which always felt strange.

The office fell silent, broken only by the sound of hands kneading clothes.

Seiko Akimoto's calm and comfortable face suddenly stiffened, because someone had reached inside to climb Mount Everest.

As someone went further and further astray, Akimoto Seiko finally grabbed those unbridled hands.

"This is the office."

"Don't worry, I won't go too far. It's just a simple massage."

"you."

As Akimoto Seiko listened to the conversations outside the office and endured someone's increasingly audacious actions, even as the flesh-colored stockings under her pencil skirt were torn, she felt a strange mix of tension and something else entirely.

Exciting? Shameful?
Shortly after, in the section chief's break room, Akimoto Seiko threw away her soiled underwear and stockings. The image of someone lying on her waist flashed through her mind, but she quickly shook her head to get rid of it.

"What a shameless guy. Fans will be so disappointed if they find out. How could an all-powerful idol do something like this?"

As she delved deeper into the information Naoki Hanyu had brought, she quickly settled into the mindset of a detective.

The information provided by Naoki Hanyu was very simple: an investigation into a certain laboratory led to suspicions of human experimentation.

Even the victim's name was included; her name was Tomoko, but her surname was not written. Only the approximate date of her disappearance was given, and she was said to have been killed by members of the Yamaguchi-gumi's Tokyo branch.

"Yamaguchi-gumi, Tomoko?"

The Yamaguchi-gumi was already devastated by the blows of the past few days, so it was not difficult to investigate. As for Tomoko's identity, as long as they searched for missing persons according to the time of her disappearance, they soon found a woman named Yoshida Tomoko who had disappeared in Arakawa Ward.

Seiko Akimoto summoned one of her trusted confidants, the head of the First Division of the Investigation Department.

"Go check how many people are missing in the area of ​​the Yamaguchi-gumi's Arakawa branch."

"Yes."

Of course, Naoki Hanyu will also wait for Seiko Akimoto to investigate, as he will launch a media offensive against the Japanese spies.

Rumors suddenly circulated online that Taki Kubo, the leader of the Kyoei Party, has Komatsu blood. Despite the fact that Kubo's great-great-grandfather was the brother of the former Komatsu, he was actually just an illegitimate son who received his father's attention, and very few people in modern times know about it.

If it were just a matter of Kubo Taki's bloodline, it wouldn't be a big deal. However, there are also rumors circulating online about the Prime Minister's cooperation with several far-right political parties, as well as with Prime Minister Oda Riko. There are even rumors that Akihito Akihito wants to marry his niece to a man old enough to be her father, all in an effort to win him over through marriage.

Good heavens, the most beautiful princess of the royal family actually married an ordinary-looking "old man". Many people's filter for the royal family has been shattered. They thought that after decades, the royal family had become a well-regarded vase. Who knew that they were still dreaming of making a comeback.

In just one night, the pressure from public opinion forced Akihito to hold a press conference to clarify the situation. There was no other way; he was no longer the short, ugly, and mentally challenged dog from World War II, but just a powerless figurehead.

Akihito stood on the podium and bowed to the crowd.

"I am very sorry for causing confusion among the public. I would like to clarify the rumors circulating online. First, the Japanese government has no deep cooperation with the political arena. They only contacted me to discuss visiting the Yasukuni Shrine again. The Japanese government and I will abide by the post-war Japanese Constitution and the Imperial Household Law."

The reporters immediately pressed for details.

“Akihito, you have such deep ties to the political arena that it’s hard for us to believe there’s no other intention behind it.”

Akihito knew, of course, that he couldn’t just say a few words, so he finally revealed his trump card.

"It's not just about visiting the sacred toilets of the Pure Land; the Imperial Household is also considering the current economic downturn, and the annual budget of 8 million yen is simply too much. We are discussing cutting the Imperial Household's budget."

Such an answer barely managed to shut the reporter up, since the issue of royal expenses is indeed a hot topic, with the most popular comments online being "Stop the special treatment" and "Don't become servants of the royal family."

Emperor Akihito was actually very upset. Although the imperial family still had a lot of assets and real estate, which could easily amount to hundreds of billions, this was the legacy left by their ancestors. With the country gone, not a single piece of land could be touched.

If it's a loss of one or two hundred million each year, that adds up to several billion over a decade.

But there's no time to worry about that now, and Akihito brings up another topic.

"As for the rumors circulating online about a political marriage, that's nonsense. My niece and Mr. Kubo are truly in love. In modern society, although I am an elder, I cannot stop the younger generation from seeking their own happiness. Several princesses from the Komatsu family have already married ordinary people. Isn't that enough to prove the Komatsu family's open-mindedness?"

The reporter immediately pressed for answers.

"Really? Although I may put it bluntly, Mr. Kubo's looks and age don't seem to be what would make Her Highness fall in love with him."

“Superficial. Zhu Li is looking at the heart. A person’s heart doesn’t decline with age. If you don’t believe me, listen to what my niece has to say. Zhu Li, come up here.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Kirimiya Tamaru, dressed casually, walked onto the stage with a friendly smile on her face, looking nothing like someone who was forced to do so.

Although Kirimiya Tamaru wanted to tell the reporters that she was being forced, she also had something her uncle had on her, such as her father's self-destructive behavior. At the very least, she didn't want to hurt her own father.

"Mr. Kubo is indeed a very good person."

"Are you really planning to marry Mr. Kubo?"

"I'll think about marriage after I graduate from university. Mr. Kubo is definitely my first choice in terms of character."

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Upon hearing this, everyone present suddenly realized that it was a case of a beautiful flower being wasted on cow dung.

(End of this chapter)