Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine.

The siblings sat at the dining table eating breakfast.

After finishing browsing the news, Han Chuanyou took a sip of milk and glanced at Meiyue next to him.

This public official from the Metropolitan Police Department's document division was currently on his phone, joining netizens online in angrily criticizing the Metropolitan Police Department for its inaction.

He was speechless.

There's a mole in the Metropolitan Police Department.

"With such a big case happening again, Mizuki, aren't you really planning to go to the Metropolitan Police Department soon?"

Han Chuan Mei Yue stopped typing, raised her eyes, and said matter-of-factly:

"My job as the head of the archives is pretty easy, no, it's even easier now. They've assigned me two more female assistants, so I don't even feel like I need to go there anymore."

As she spoke, Han Chuan Meiyue looked puzzled.

"Oh, right, I have some good news for you. I got a raise. The Metropolitan Police Department recently mentioned adjusting the salary structure, and they actually gave me a 20% raise. The department head even asked if I was interested in transferring to the planning department."

Han Chuan Meiyue recalled being called to the office by the female head of the General Affairs Department that day. At the time, she thought it was because the head of the General Affairs Department was unhappy with her recent slacking off and wanted to give her a warning.

As a result, the minister, who used to be exceptionally strict with his subordinates and acted like an old witch, actually asked him in a gentle tone if he was comfortable with his work recently, and even planned to recommend him to the planning department, which is closer to the center of power.

This made her wonder if the minister was interested in her.

The female minister was over forty years old, and I hadn't heard of her having a husband; she seemed to be a staunch advocate of singlehood.

But she was not a lesbian. Rather than causing a border conflict, she preferred to lure the enemy deeper into her territory, and the target was, of course, the boy in front of her.

"Really? Congratulations."

Yu Hankawa looked strange.

Is this what they mean by getting a promotion and a raise simply because you stepped into the office with your left foot?

It's highly likely that this was the work of Miss Kujo.

Is the young lady's act of repaying her debt of gratitude still ongoing?

Han Chuan You asked with a smile, "What do you think, Mizuki?"

Han Chuan Meiyue took a bite of toast.

“I refused. Anywhere else is definitely not as easy as the writing class, and I have a bad feeling about it, Xiaoyou, you need to know…”

She took a large gulp of milk, her tone slightly somber, revealing a world-weary, insightful look in her eyes, and said with certainty:

"Every gift of fate comes with a hidden price tag. So, what is the price?"

Han Chuan You blinked, his expression strange.

Perhaps... it's myself?

He didn't say that to prevent Mizuki from breaking down.

Chapter 85 The Upright Official Has Arrived

Chiyoda Ward, inside the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters.

During working hours, the Metropolitan Police Department was bustling with people, presenting a peaceful scene, completely unaffected by outside public opinion, with everyone going about their business as usual.

The officers from the professional unit, like high-level white-collar workers, stood by the window, enjoying the morning sunlight, chatting over coffee, and gossiping about yesterday's events.

Whether the country is in a survival crisis or whether the people are properly protected seems to have nothing to do with them.

As Han Chuan Meiyue stepped into the hall, she instantly attracted a lot of attention. Some people greeted her warmly, while others began to straighten their ties.

Although Mizuki Kanakawa is known in the Metropolitan Police Department as a loner who doesn't like socializing, she is still very popular, probably because beauty is justice.

Han Chuan Meiyue nodded politely in response, not giving these people a chance to chat. Just then, the elevator doors opened, and she found a corner to stand in.

At the Metropolitan Police Department, the only female officers she could talk to were those few. They would usually have lunch together and complain about their superiors' bizarre decisions.

If you're going to slack off, you should be prepared to do it. Instead of participating in those pointless social activities, you should go home early and spend time with your younger brother.

Her colleagues are well-known for their doting on their younger brother, but she never feels embarrassed about it. Anyone with such a handsome and cute younger brother would cherish him dearly.

As for wanting to eat it, since there's no blood relation, it's fine; that's perfectly normal.

This also served as a convenient excuse for rejection: she had no intention of dating before her brother got married, thus silencing any potential suitors.

At this moment, in the Metropolitan Police Department Inspector's office located in the General Affairs Department.

Daisuke Yamaguchi frowned.

Just now, the Minister of Defense called him and told him to find out the details of the Grim Reaper.

The Grim Reaper's abilities far exceeded everyone's expectations, and they could not allow this destabilizing factor to exist in the island nation; it had to be eliminated as soon as possible.

Therefore, the Secretary of Defense specifically requested that they fully cooperate with the upcoming actions of the American investigators and try their best to meet any demands they make.

Daisuke Yamaguchi was having a bit of a headache.

Having just finished a press conference where he was besieged by reporters, he was already being urged by his superiors to be assigned new tasks.

For the past month, he hasn't had a good night's sleep. Every time he lies down, he's woken up by a phone call, either because of a new murder or because the media has broken some bombshell.

Not only is he being blamed by his superiors, but he's also being relentlessly attacked by netizens every day, who call him incompetent, the Metropolitan Police Department useless, and accused them of taking taxpayers' money and not doing their jobs properly.

He was a police superintendent, a coveted position, but now he's living worse than a police commissioner.

He hated Death to the core; Death was slapping the Metropolitan Police Department in the face.

I heard it's a product of the Super Soldier program next door. Is it because they've been jumping around too much lately and they want to give them a warning?

Then he thought of the United States getting involved, and his expression softened slightly.

As long as the United States intervenes, justice will be served; American agents will arrive, Tokyo will be at peace, and all problems will be solved.

When Tanaka Tsukasa arrived at the office, he looked travel-worn, clearly having just returned from a crime scene.

"Director Yamaguchi, you wanted to see me?"

Daisuke Yamaguchi nodded, leaned back in his chair, clasped his hands in front of his stomach, and sighed earnestly:

"Tanaka, I'm very disappointed with your recent performance as the strongest agent in the First Investigation Division."

Tanaka Tsukasa didn't know how to answer for a moment. In such a large Metropolitan Police Department, he was the only one who actually did the work. The rest were a bunch of good-for-nothings. They were very good at eating, drinking and having fun, but when it came to cooperating with investigations, they didn't even know some of the basic procedures. They would only cause trouble.

But he couldn't say these things.

“The Grim Reaper’s behavior is too bizarre,” Tanaka Tsukasa carefully chose his words. “We can’t judge it by applying past criminal behavior patterns, so it’s really difficult to investigate.”

"Alright." Daisuke Yamaguchi waved his hand, not wanting to hear any more explanations. "The investigation team from the United States will be here the day after tomorrow. You are the one who knows the Grim Reapers best, so you will be in charge of dealing with them. You must cooperate fully with them."

"Yes."

Tanaka Tsukasa agreed, but he wasn't really sure what to expect.

Last night's scene, with over forty elite gunmen and an explosion, couldn't do anything to Death; the Hashimoto family was even wiped out.

What good will the investigation team do?

He bowed slightly, turned and left the office.

He didn't know if the investigation team could solve the problem.

But one thing he was certain of was that the failed siege against Death last night was enough to show that Death's strength far exceeded their imagination.

He couldn't understand how the Grim Reaper could survive such a violent explosion, and even wipe out the entire Hashimoto family in such a short time afterward.

Just then, he received a call from one of his officers.

"Inspector Tanaka, the missing reporter is still alive..."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Tanaka Tsukasa hung up the phone, let out a long sigh, blinked his tired eyes, and told his subordinates to prepare the car and leave.

They called me back just to give them orders like this? Do they think I'm free? What a fucking idiot.

……

"Han Chuan! Brother, this is the only time I'm asking for your help in my life!"

As soon as I walked into the classroom and sat down, Nakamura Taito came over, braced himself on the edge of the desk with both hands, and slammed his head heavily on the desk.

Han Chuanyou subconsciously moved a little further away from him:

"What are you doing? I'm not gay."

Nakamura Taito immediately looked up, indignantly saying, "What nonsense are you talking about? Although you are indeed handsome, you can't slander my sexual orientation."

After saying that, he immediately leaned closer and revealed his purpose.

"Han Chuan, after school today, our basketball team has a friendly match against Qingshan. Our starting forward suddenly got sick and can't play, and our substitutes aren't very good either. It's going to be tough against Qingshan. I'm thinking of having you fill in. What do you think?"

Despite being a shut-in, Nakamura Taito has excellent physical abilities and is a key member of the school's basketball team.

He and Han Chuanyou became acquainted during a class basketball match in physical education class.

At that time, Han Chuan You defeated him countless times with his agile skills, almost driving him to despair. In the end, they became friends after their fight and their relationship gradually improved.

With the starting forward for the basketball team absent this time, the first person he thought of was Han Chuan You.

With his addition, the chances of defeating Qingshan instantly increased significantly.

[A small sparring match between sects. Your fellow disciples need your help. If you win, you will receive sect rewards...]

I initially thought it was too much trouble.

"What else is there to say?" Han Chuanyou slammed his hand on the table. "Dude, I'll join, okay? Any rewards?"

"Han Chuan! You're too impulsive. What else is there to say? Just give me my crotch."

"Get lost! Don't be disgusting."

Chapter 86 Why is your head so pointy?

Around noon, after lunch, Han Chuanyu was dragged by Nakamura Taito to the school gymnasium, intending to familiarize himself with the tactics in advance so that he could coordinate better during the game.

The stadium in Qingchuan is decorated quite well.

The first floor has badminton courts, basketball courts, and tennis courts, while the second floor has table tennis courts and archery ranges. It has hosted many professional sports events.

Outside the locker room, Hanchuan Yu met with the rest of the basketball team. Their instructor was their physical education teacher, named Kondo Teru, whom Hanchuan Yu was already quite familiar with.

"Han Chuan, thank you for coming."

Kondo Teru patted him on the shoulder; he had always witnessed the strength of the young man before him.

He had wanted to recruit Han Chuanyou into the basketball club before, but he didn't expect him to join the kendo club, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Of course, it's my duty to bring honor to the school."

Hanchuan Yu's selfless attitude made Kondo Teru feel even more sorry for him; what a good student he was.

The basketball club president, Hiroshi Takeuchi, stepped forward and greeted him warmly.

"Han Chuan, I've heard so much about you. I'm counting on you today. Don't feel pressured."

This is no exaggeration. Han Chuanyou is indeed a prominent figure in Qingchuan. With his handsome face, outstanding performance in the Jade Dragon Flag Tournament, and top ranking, he has won the hearts of many young girls.

Han Chuanyou smiled confidently: "Since you trust me, I will definitely not let you down."

The basketball manager was a petite woman with some freckles on the sides of her nose. She was holding a basketball jersey and handed it to me.

"Han Chuan, this is a brand new jersey."

"Thank you."

After a brief introduction, we found that the members of the basketball club all had great personalities and it was easy to get along with them. The group then went into the locker room to change their clothes.

Han Chuan You took off his shirt, and his sharply defined muscles instantly attracted the attention of the others. Nakamura Taito's eyes widened:

"Han Chuan, your physique is amazing! Your muscles weren't this defined a while ago. How did you get this physique?"

"It turned out like this after just a little practice."

"Hey! Nakamura, you're not envious of my big muscles, but you're envious of this kind of body."

Hiroshi Takeuchi took off his clothes, revealing his bronze skin. When everyone looked over, he struck a pose like a muscle man and even moved his huge pectoral muscles.

With that physique, Han Chuan You thinks this muscular captain should play rugby, not basketball.

Upon seeing this, Nakamura Taito shook his head in refusal.

"Minister, I don't want someone like you. What I want is a figure that's irresistible to all girls."