He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

Filled with indignation and sorrow.

The indignation stems from those bureau chiefs spreading rumors and causing trouble.

The sadness lies in my own powerlessness; without the identity of a police officer, I have no ability to stand up for these girls.

"Hey, Miike, wait a minute." Shirakawa hurriedly chased after him.

136. The love affair between a police officer and a suspect

A stairwell where no one comes and goes.

White walls, white stairs, and metallic silver-white handrails on the stairs.

The incandescent bulb shone brightly.

There is a solemnity and quietness unique to hospitals.

This stairwell is in a rather remote location, and the brand-new fire doors are closed; not many people go up or down the stairs here.

Miike Naoko opened the security door, took a few quick steps, held onto the handrail with one hand, and patted her chest lightly with the other.

Unlike Mitsu Sakura, Miike, with his rich life experience, was not so emotional. However, the more he thought about the suffering of those girls, the more upset and disgusted he became.

The image of the bureau chief's smug and ferocious face still occasionally flashes through my mind.

Shirakawa followed closely behind.

"Sister Sanchi..."

"Sorry, I'm just feeling a little unwell, I'll be fine after resting for a while." Michi thumped his chest again.

Shirakawa needs to find a way to comfort her and calm her down.

Part of the reason is that Shirakawa himself sympathized with Miike and felt the same way about the suffering the girls endured.

The most important reason was that they still needed her help with the operation that night.

If she remains emotionally agitated and unable to calm down, she might expose herself when she sees other girls in similar situations at the Nagasaki club.

That place is a den of dragons and tigers, a den of depravity. If Sanchi is discovered, she might become one of those girls in the hospital beds.

For her sake, and for his own, Shirakawa couldn't take the risk of carrying a "time bomb" with him.

"Miike-nee, are you alright?" Shirakawa gently patted her back.

Unexpectedly, Miike turned around and hugged Shirakawa tightly.

Miike is slightly higher than Shirakawa.

It was flat, except that Sakura felt a little uncomfortable against it; it was no different from hugging a man.

But this doesn't mean that Miike lacks her charm.

Those long legs, comparable to a model's, and the slightly muscular physique honed from his time as a police officer, along with his well-defined and exquisite facial features.

With a little dressing up, her destructive power is no less than that of Mitsu Sakura.

Miike embraced him, her body trembling slightly, and Shirakawa could even feel her heartbeat.

Miike did not answer the question, and Shirakawa did not press for an answer.

The two of them remained silent in perfect unison.

a long time.

I could sense that Miike's emotions had calmed down a bit.

"Inside, Shirakawa."

"Ok?"

"Those girls..."

"I know." Shirakawa gently patted Miike's back, as if a younger brother was comforting his older sister.

"I never expected the police chief and his team to twist the truth like this. Those girls are all students from nearby schools! Why are they being treated as criminals?!"

Michi was filled with resentment.

She had been handling this case for some time, and she had seen the parents of each victim during the statement taking process. They all covered their faces and wept, heartbroken for their children.

Many girls were doing very well in their studies, but their promising futures were ruined by these people using that kind of thing.

“They did these things only to satisfy their own selfish desires,” Shirakawa advised.

“I understand…” Miike murmured.

From the moment Miike learned that he could not return to his post, he had already realized the ugliness in the hearts of these people.

Even so, she never imagined that the bureau chief could be so disgusting.

"That's why we need to expose their conspiracy and make them receive the punishment they deserve,"

"Can we do it?"

Michi was unsure of herself, after all, that bureau chief could easily strip her of her position.

"It's not a question of whether it's possible or not, it's that only we can do it, and we must do it. These girls can only be saved by us."

Shirakawa wasn't exaggerating; he already had a plan in mind.

The only family that can rival the Nagasaki Club is the Hoshimiya family.

Therefore, what Shirakawa needs to do is very simple: find a way to get Hoshimiya involved.

He needs to find a way to make good use of the things around him and the girls around him to set up a scheme.

A situation that forced the Hoshimiya family to intervene and resolve the Nagasaki Club incident.

Of course, the primary goal is to explore the underground of the Nagasaki Clubhouse.

Seeing Shirakawa's determined gaze, Miike's anxiety gradually dissipated.

Instead, there is trust, gratitude, and respect.

In his view, even though Shirakawa had nothing, he still dared to fight against the principal and the bureau chief.

As the eldest sister, how could I be cowardly and run away?

Miike nodded.

The older type is indeed older; she's much easier to please than Mito Sakura.

"However, I'll let you know what to do tonight beforehand. When we go in, no matter what happens or what situation arises, don't panic. Just do what you're supposed to do."

“Of course,” Sanchi patted his chest. “My mental fortitude is definitely up to par. I haven’t been a policeman for nothing these past few years.”

"That's good. By the way, if any emergencies occur, don't worry about me. Just make sure you're safe and get out of there as soon as possible."

"How could I? How could I leave you here alone?"

"Don't worry, I'm a man, they can't do anything to me."

Miike hesitated and did not agree.

So what if he's a man? Miike has seen all sorts of torment inflicted on men before.

"Don't worry, I have a secret weapon. I promise you, I'll be fine!"

With Cecilia around, she certainly wouldn't let herself die.

"Really?"

"Is that a lie? I can't just leave an unemployed bum all alone in my house."

"Hmph! I'll find a job."

"Okay, okay, I'll cook you a big meal to celebrate once you find a job."

"Then I'll have to work hard."

"Don't go and work a day job at a restaurant to make ends meet. If you're going to find a job, find a good one!"

As they chatted, the atmosphere somehow shifted from tense to cheerful.

Shirakawa suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten about Akaza, the eldest sister.

"Go back, Miike-nee, go and visit Akaza."

Shirakawa turned to leave, but Miike grabbed his wrist.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Michi was holding Shirakawa's wrist with one hand and placing her other fist on her chest, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Shirakawa.

A blush spread across her cheeks.

They're leaving tonight, and Miike has something she wants to tell Shirakawa right now.

"Shirakawa, what do you think a partner of justice is?"

The Three Pools Asked the Question.

“A partner of justice…” Shirakawa pondered.