Chapter 1041

"Four people's identities have been confirmed." Sugishita Ukyo said.

"Vikram Fernandez, twenty-nine years old, from Goa, holding a resident visa, has been doing dispatch work in the Nagoya Port area for three years."

"The elephant-transformed person is actually Raja Singh, thirty-one years old, from Punjab, India, also holding a resident visa, working in cargo handling at Nagoya Port."

"The lion person is actually Anil Kumar, twenty-seven years old, from Kerala, India, a skill intern turned resident, working at a logistics company in Nagoya Port."

"The cheetah person is actually Sanjeev Patel, twenty-six years old, from Gujarat, India, a skill intern, working at a food processing plant near Nagoya Port."

"All four entered Japan through different dispatch companies and did not know each other before. Vikram and the other three met at a cheap izakaya near Nagoya Port, where they often gathered to drink and vent their frustrations. However, the situation was quite bad—our izakaya does not welcome them, so they had to go to places run by Indians or Southeast Asians, and even public baths did not welcome them." Sugishita Ukyo still had some internationalist and old left-wing sentiments: "This is the most typical racial and regional discrimination, which is actually incorrect. Human rights equality—if we let them come to work, we should treat them as equals."

", even baths used by Indians—can they still be used?" The nearby Uchimura Bucho couldn't help but say.

Asuka couldn't help but suppress laughter behind Uesugi Muneyuki.

There's no way around it—in the global hierarchy of contempt, the top is probably white people wearing Savile Row bespoke three-piece suits or orthodox Paris Champs-Élysées cashmere clothing, while the bottom consists of Latin Americans or South Asians.

Of course, Asuka also has Southeast Asian blood in her.

But……I'm a beautiful girl!

I'm super cute! Cute is justice!

"So the Germans once said Napoleon claimed everyone was his brother and sister, but when he actually arrived, everyone discovered he only loved sisters, not brothers~" Sugishita Ukyo said dreamily.

This time it was Uesugi Muneyuki's turn to suppress laughter, because Uchimura Bucho and Asuka didn't understand what the Division Chief was saying.

Sugishita Ukyo said, you cannot claim to exalt our nation's prestige just because domestic men marry foreign women, while when foreign men marry domestic women it becomes a loss of sovereignty and national humiliation.

There are also not a few Japanese men who cannot marry domestic women and choose foreign marriage, and in recent years South Korea has also heavily recruited foreign female international students, especially Southeast Asian female international students who, after experiencing Seoul's wages, life, and modern convenience, almost none want to return, so Korean men have successfully married foreign women on a large scale, sharply raising marriage and birth rates. For this, Korean women are naturally super invincibly furious, but this issue indeed cannot be subject to double standards. "Raja and Anil both admitted to that night's events. They drank alcohol, then encountered Hirate Sarina on the industrial road at the edge of the port area. Hirate verbally provoked and insulted them. Vikram struck first, and they subsequently participated. Afterwards Vikram gave them something they described as 'fragments' or 'stone-like objects,' telling them to press it against their chests. After pressing it, they gained transformation abilities. They didn't know what it was, didn't know where Vikram got it from, and didn't know why he had that power." Okada Masayoshi followed up. Everyone nodded.

This is the Metropolitan Police Department's most core internal matter, naturally involving discussion of these few Ganges Supermen transformations, but the special forces deployed by the Public Security Police side were concealed, with the conclusion being that Public Security Police used special nerve-shattering bombs and chemical devices to defeat them.

As for motive……unfortunately, the issue of Indian laborers is a global universal phenomenon, and they indeed would do such things.

Afterwards, Uesugi Muneyuki asked again, following the cheetah person's—namely Sanjeev's—statement, and confirmed it with them.

Raja and Anil both admitted.

Full stomach, full drink, rising desire, three make a tiger, Hirate provoked.

This time, let Japanese women experience our Indian wildest and most explosive sexual repression!!!

Asuka sat beside him, her downcast gaze flickering for a moment, then her right hand fingers lightly moved on her knee, two fingers together, lightly tapping Uesugi Muneyuki's waist. That was their prearranged signal: Asuka believed what they said was basically true, with no obvious lying fluctuation.

Uesugi Muneyuki nodded.

In this light, the entire event's occurrence process is now very complete.

Outside the interrogation room, Uesugi Muneyuki, Sugishita Ukyo, Uchimura Kanji, Okada Masayoshi, and others held a small meeting.

"Combining the cheetah person Sanjeev's autopsy results and traces he left behind before death, I roughly reconstruct the course of the incident." He placed his hands overlapped on the table, his gaze shifting between Sugishita and Uchimura, then took out the Nagoya Police forensic report on narcotics: "That night, Hirate Sarina took a hallucinogen before the concert, her state unstable, and she left the concert venue alone. She walked along the industrial road at the edge of Nagoya Port Ward, where she encountered Vikram, Raja, Anil, and Sanjeev."

"Hirate, after taking hallucinogens ls, was in a strong hallucinatory state when she verbally provoked and insulted them, the content involving racial discrimination and identity humiliation, which enraged them; likewise, the young girl's aura also aroused their strong desire."

"Vikram struck first, the other three followed. Hirate was subdued during resistance, suffering continuous sexual violence. Finally Vikram killed her. Afterwards the four transported the corpse to the Southern Ward Waste Treatment Field and dumped it."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the transcript on the table: "Obviously, Vikram afterwards provided the other three with some kind of 'fragment,' granting them transformation ability. But currently there is no evidence indicating this 'fragment' is related to Vikram's own power source. From his demeanor after arrest—silent, eyes closed, cultivating spirit—he is consciously controlling information output. He knows every word he says could become evidence, so he chooses to say nothing."

Uchimura Kanji and Sugishita Ukyo exchanged glances, both able to feel the heaviness in the other's complexion.

What controlling output—clearly just waiting for the US or India to strongly intervene!

Japan and India, to counter a certain country's threat, have always been semi-allies with distant friendship and close confrontation, relations good; Japan and the US need not even be mentioned—two US soldiers are standing right nearby!

And Okada Masayoshi's expression turned even uglier: "If following your logic, Hirate herself also bears responsibility?" "Yes, obviously, although victim-blaming theory is not easily accepted by the outside world, but……I think this is actually reasonable, Hirate herself was in an uncontrollable hallucinatory state, and……I've had much contact with her, she always thought highly of herself." Uesugi Muneyuki furrowed his brow: "She might think she has national-level fame, but……the Son of Heaven's authority is still ten steps away, within a thousand miles, and these two conditions, Hirate did not possess at the time."

He said this, and everyone nodded.

Sugishita Ukyo fell even more silent.

Onoda Kanbocho died just like this—he thought he was about to become Superintendent General, his brother was again Cabinet Secretary, should have been able to command everyone, but unexpectedly Miya Department Head directly bled out five steps away, at such close range, so-called rules and dignity meant nothing.

Okada Masayoshi broke the silence: "The problem is here. Whether to write about Hirate taking ls, and to what extent? If we write that she actively provoked, will public opinion interpret it as 'victim-blaming'?"

This is the downside of Minami's pregnancy—Okada this guy has to proactively come out to take the fall and make a decision.

He's used to following Minami, now having to make his own decisions—truly nerve-wracking, feeling a Heavenly Cloud Sword standing upright on his head, ready to fall at any moment!

Sugishita Ukyo leaned back in the chair, hands overlapped on his knees, gaze calmly looking at the ceiling.

From a rational standpoint, Sugishita Ukyo does not intend to conceal—he is an absolute result justice advocate: right is right, wrong is wrong!

However, such matters are very likely to cause secondary harm and disturb external judgment, also making the left-leaning Sugishita Ukyo feel unwilling in his heart. "Of course we must say." Uesugi Muneyuki immediately spoke, setting the tone: "Complete concealment is impossible, Vikram's side evidence and scene traces already point to sexual violence; if we in the bulletin only write 'suspect inflicted violence on victim,' while media digs out provocation and drug facts from other channels, public backlash will be even more severe."

"I don't care about your this and that, whatever you are is what you are." Uesugi Muneyuki said casually: "If you don't speak, I will." "But complete disclosure also won't do. Hirate is a National Idol, her image relates to the stability of the entire entertainment industry. If the public knows she took hallucinogens before death and racially insulted the perpetrators, Akai Saka's fans will split, entertainment sponsors will act, possibly even affecting……you, Uesugi Chief." Uchimura Bucho said hesitantly.

"How about this: not complete concealment, we can in the bulletin acknowledge 'the victim had prior intense verbal conflict with the suspect,' but without detailing the conflict's content. We can mention 'prohibited substance components found in the victim's blood test,' but with vague wording—'trace,' 'component,' 'under further confirmation.' This way we retain the core facts without completely tarnishing Hirate's image." Okada Masayoshi looked toward Uesugi Muneyuki. "Let's do it this way." Uesugi Muneyuki nodded: "Specifics on how to define……the bulletin's focus should be on 'suspect already detained, case entered judicial proceedings.' Details left for trial stage. When the time comes how to determine, leave it to the District Prosecutors Office handling, leave it to the judge to decide—we are merely police, we just need to make things clear!"

"Hehehe" all three couldn't help but smirk wryly—this is just kicking the ball to the prosecutors and court, only Sugishita Ukyo shook his head, but also said nothing.

"But before the formal bulletin, I want to interrogate Vikram alone. Hope you all give me convenience." Uesugi Muneyuki suddenly said: "Some things need confirmation."

Sugishita Ukyo's eyebrow twitched slightly, Uchimura Kanji also glanced at him, but did not object.

Politics is the art of compromise, Uesugi Muneyuki yielded on Hirate's matter, so they also had to yield.

"Okay. We'll turn off surveillance and recording. But you know, if you do something inappropriate in there, we can't cover for you."

"Won't." Uesugi stood up, "I just want to chat with him a few sentences."

Three minutes later, the interrogation room's cameras were all shut off, recording equipment unplugged, two US military police were asked to go outside the hallway. US soldiers originally had opinions, but seeing it was Uesugi Muneyuki, they ultimately said nothing, just made a gesture, indicating hurry up. Uesugi Muneyuki alone pushed open the door and walked in.

Vikram sat at the other end of the table, hands cuffed to the metal ring on the tabletop, body slightly leaning forward, eyes closed, posture identical to the previous six hours, like a statue nailed to a chair.

His breathing was steady and slow, facial muscles completely relaxed, if not for the slight glint of the metal handcuffs on his wrists, one might almost think he was dead.

The inner world energy on his body took a kick from Nanko Taro's knight kick……already been thoroughly olived.

But being able to take a knight kick and not die still counts somewhat as a Ganges Superman! Uesugi Muneyuki sat down in the opposite chair, he did not open the file folder in front of him, did not take out any interrogation tools, merely placed his hands on the tabletop, quietly looking at Vikram for a few seconds.

Asuka's voice came through the hidden earpiece: "Muneyuki, I'm in the observation room. One-way glass can see him. His emotional baseline, very flat. Almost nothing at all."

Uesugi Muneyuki slightly moved his chin, indicating receipt.

Then he spoke: "Honestly making money, boring, huh?!"

"? ？？！！！" Vikram's breath hitched.

His eyelid twitched, then slowly opened, and those dark brown eyes under the light gave off a kind of almost emotionless gleam, but his pupils contracted slightly when they met Uesugi Muneyuki's gaze, then he lifted his head and, for the first time in the interrogation, looked directly at the person opposite him. Uesugi Muneyuki gave him no time to react, continuing: "You possess such great power—how could you possibly resign yourself to being a dispatched worker? Moving boxes, tightening screws on the assembly line at Nagoya Port, living in bunk beds, sending your wages back to Goa each month—that kind of life does not suit you. Your power is not innate. It was given to you by someone else."

He paused, his gaze calmly locked on Vikram's face: "You're from Kansai, right?"

Vikram's pupils underwent a violent change in that instant; he sucked in a breath of cold air, nearly making the global El Niño phenomenon worse.

Asuka's voice came through the earpiece, tinged with urgency: "Changed! Muneyuki! His emotions have changed. He's excited and surprised—maybe he doesn't understand why you know all this!"

Uesugi Muneyuki did not pause; he leaned his body forward slightly, his voice a degree lower than before: "Hirate, you were too bright that night. She had accumulated a massive amount of fan emotional energy—cheers, support, love, hate, gazes. To an Inner World existence, she is like a three-year-old child holding gold and walking through a bustling market. You must have taken that energy from her. You sucked away everything she had accumulated."

…" Vikram said nothing

"He agrees with your answer, vaguely agreeing!" Asuka said in the earpiece. Uesugi Muneyuki understood: "But you're still standing here. You've been arrested. You're being held in this interrogation room. And the power you're displaying does not match the energy that could be taken from Hirate. There should be more on you than that. So where did the excess energy go?"

Vikram's pupils contracted violently in that instant.

"Hohoho." He finally let out a laugh from deep in his chest, hoarse, as if he'd been kicked by a knight, weary and powerless.... No wonder you're Japan's legendary forensic doctor Uesugi Muneyuki. Your infamy is known from Hang'ai Mountain to the Ganges—no one unaware, no one uninformed.... It seems you're also from that side... and you've already guessed roughly.

The corner of his mouth curved into an arc.

"But this is only the beginning. Hahaha."

Then he closed his mouth, said nothing more, and the whole person turned back into a stone statue.

No matter what Uesugi Muneyuki said again, he made no further sound.

Uesugi Muneyuki asked a while longer in the chair, seeing no more gains, then stood up and walked out of the interrogation room.

In the hallway, Asuka ran over from the direction of the observation room, her expression somewhat tense: "His last sentence caused huge emotional swings! Muneyuki, I feel like he's expecting something, but... I don't know more either."

Uesugi Muneyuki nodded without answering.

He stood by the hallway wall, closed his eyes, and replayed that conversation in his mind.

Behind him was An Kokushin, leader of the Unification Church. That new god who tried to break the Logic Tide and let the Old Gods return to chaos.

Or was it Akimoto Yasushi planning to ascend to godhood? Because similar things had happened before...... Someone had planned to sacrifice Kawabe Mayu in Yonezawa, but ended up sacrificing the wrong person.

If Vikram's power comes from the Inner World, then it's reasonable that the energy on Hirate was taken away.

But where did the excess energy go? What does "this is only the beginning" in that sentence mean?

At the same time, by the riverbank in the Sendai suburbs.

The June night wind blew over the surface of the Hirose River, carrying a damp smell mixed with grass and fireworks smoke.

Moriya Akane squatted on the riverbank gravel beach, holding a sparkler in her hand, orange-red sparks hissing as they burned at her fingertips, lighting up her face, which had finally relaxed after coming down from the concert venue stage.

Miyawaki Sakura squatted beside her.

Sakura today wore a light yellow short-sleeved dress, her hair tied into two low buns, her feet in white canvas shoes, making her look several years younger than her actual age.

Yes, although Sakura debuted earlier than Moriya Akane by a few years, her age is still several years younger than the Second Young Lady's.

She also held a sparkler in her hand, her other hand propped on her knee, head tilted back, watching the occasional fireworks rising on the distant embankment—that was someone in the Sendai Port direction celebrating a festival early.

As for how these two people met...... It's simple: they became acquainted through the Special Mission Division, and Sakura had just finished her announcements in Sendai, then secretly came out alone at night to play, and happened to run into the Second Young Lady who often comes home to visit. The entire Akai Saka is currently at a complete standstill, all members on vacation, each going home, each seeking their mother.

So they happened to bump into each other, and thus they were together playing fireworks.

(Firework sounds) Miyawaki Sakura (firework sounds).

The two squatted on the ground playing with fireworks, Sakura glanced at the Second Young Lady.

Huh, called the vice-captain of Akai Saka, the prefectural flower of Miyagi Prefecture, the Second Young Lady, she's not that great-looking either!

This Sakura...

Sakura was about to say something, but hadn't yet opened her mouth when a dull, heavy boom came from the top of the embankment overhead!

Sakura and the Second Young Lady almost simultaneously looked up, seeing the guardrail at the edge of the embankment knocked open, a huge, round, dark gray cylinder rolling out of the gap, carrying a crushing weight as it fell toward the riverbank!

It's a steel coil!

An industrial hot-rolled steel coil!

A big tractor-trailer passed by, overturned! The huge steel coil flew over with force!

Moriya Akane recognized what it was, her body instantly froze. She wanted to run, but her legs wouldn't obey!

However, Sakura reacted: in the face of heaven-and-earth-destroying power, the girl wanted to flee, but the Second Young Lady beside her didn't move, and in desperation, she shoved the Second Young Lady away!

That push was strong, Moriya Akane's body was thrown nearly three meters away, rolling twice on the gravel beach, her shoulder hitting the gentle slope of the riverbank embankment, crying out in pain: "What are you doing? Ow"

But the Second Young Lady quickly realized now was not the time to cry about pain.

She hurriedly turned back, saw the steel coil plummeting straight down toward Sakura.

She instinctively closed her eyes.

Over! This Sakura, is going to become two-dimensional!!!

Then the steel coil smashed onto Sakura's head.

"Bang!!!!"

"Ah!!!!!" Sakura screamed: "So painful!!!! Ether!!!!"

Moriya Akane: "????????"

She hurriedly opened her eyes, saw Sakura crouched on the ground, hands over her head, crying in pain. And that steel coil had been bounced off, its surface indented inward on the inside by a hole nearly twenty centimeters deep,

"Akane-san, be careful!" Sakura lifted her head, saw Moriya Akane was unharmed and breathed a sigh of relief, then her big, pure eyes filled with tears, lips trembling, voice full of undisguised grievance, carrying the clean aura of Kyushu Kagoshima: "Ugh! So painful!!!!" Moriya Akane: "?"

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