Chapter 358: Iron Shirt! Self-contained divine protection!

From beginning to end, Hoshino Mu had only said the two words "Iron Shirt".

The rest were all answered for him by Mao Li Lan and Suzuki Sonoko.

As for words like "Iron Shirt" spoken by Hoshino Mu himself.

Sato Miwako hadn't written them down at all.

Because it was too mysterious...

It was impossible for anyone to believe it.

These transcripts had to be submitted to superiors for review and then filed.

If submitted, she would be scolded severely.

According to Sato Miwako's understanding.

Although Chinese martial arts have gone through thousands of years.

And have a very long history.

But they have developed to the present day and lost their original powerful offensive strength, aiming only at physical fitness in the contemporary era.

The truly inherited Chinese martial arts are few and far between.

Even if Iron Shirt hadn't been lost.

Judging by Hoshino Mu's nationality and his age of 17.

He had absolutely no opportunity to come into contact with Chinese martial arts.

How could he possess thousands of years of Chinese martial arts power?

This transcript was meaningless.

"Rip!"

Sato Miwako tore off the transcript in front of her.

Then she crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

"You can go!"

Sato Miwako placed the pencil on the record book.

She stood up and issued an eviction order to the three.

"What do you mean? Do you not believe what Hoshino-kun said?"

Suzuki Sonoko placed her hands, which had been holding her cheeks, at her sides.

She turned her head towards Sato Miwako and looked at her sideways.

As expected of the richest man's daughter, her strong aura instantly pressed down on the other party.

"What do you think?"

As a criminal police officer, Sato Miwako's aura was not weak either.

She glared directly at Suzuki Sonoko.

Their gazes turned into two bolts of lightning in the air.

"Crackle" in the room, they were competing with each other.

Neither would yield to the other.

"Well! Alright, you two!"

Mao Li Lan stood between the two and hurriedly comforted them from left to right.

One was a police detective lady.

One was the daughter of the richest man.

The powerful aura of the two erupted into a dazzling light in the room.

The war between women was on the verge of breaking out.

"As a criminal police officer, how can you say Hoshino-kun doesn't know Chinese kung fu without verification? This is your dereliction of duty!"

"Understand? Your dereliction of duty!"

Suzuki Sonoko had some knowledge on her.

After all, she was the daughter of Japan's richest man.

She could learn a lot of social knowledge just by being exposed to it.

"What? I trouble you, student, to please not be unreasonable, okay?"

"How do you verify Iron Shirt? Are you going to stab him on the spot?"

"If he doesn't die, it can indeed prove that what he said is true."

"But what if he dies? Who takes the responsibility?"

Sato Miwako was indeed correct.

After all, the cost of using the body as an experimental subject to verify truth or falsehood is too great.

Her job is a criminal police officer, not Sun Wukong.

Catching criminals and protecting victims is what she should do.

Now the victim has not been harmed.

The criminal has also been caught.

Other things on paper are not that important.