Chapter 615

Watanabe Eiji never forgot that he was a police officer.

Before the Superintendent General, before the national public servant, before the administrative bureaucrat, his fundamental identity was that of a police officer.

Minami Ojou-sama looked at the two most important men in her life before her, sighed softly, and said nothing.

Compared to her father and husband, Minami herself was not actually that noble; relatively speaking, she would rather Watanabe Eiji also do well and continue climbing the ladder of the police organization, and likewise, she would rather steadily and stably work with Uesugi Muneyuki to make the Special Mission Unit successful and grow it.

Minami Ojou-sama certainly also needed justice, but her justice was justice of a limited extent.

But these two men before her were already fired up, so she couldn't well speak up to stop them, and moreover, who could stop Uesugi Muneyuki's stubbornness and Watanabe Eiji's ambition?

Wasn't it precisely these qualities of theirs that she liked and admired most?

Upon hearing his father-in-law say that, Uesugi Muneyuki also sighed in relief.

If he couldn't get the father-in-law's support on this matter, then relying solely on himself to do it—although it wasn't impossible—would increase the difficulty enormously, and he would have to mobilize a large amount of power from the inner world side.

That would be bad, and moreover, insufficient.

He not only wanted Akimoto Daijin dead, but dead in disgrace.

Since ancient times, hardship has led to only one death, but some people just deserve to die more than enough! If his everything isn't utterly destroyed, everyone might still think he is a martyr, a hero, a die-for-the-cause believer!

"Muneyuki, you have connections with Kirekawa Ryoichi of the Prosecutor's Special Investigation Unit. For this matter, you should act as the intermediary. Remember, the Metropolitan Police Department has never directly held these pieces of evidence; it was you, in your personal capacity, who unexpectedly obtained these clues while investigating related cases, and based on civic responsibility and the spirit of rule of law, decided to report them to the special investigation unit. Understand?" Watanabe Eiji thought long and hard in place before carefully saying this.

This is the most secure wording, and also the best for protecting the Metropolitan Police Department.

"No, father, no!" Just then, Minami suddenly spoke up, her sweet apple face and talking big eyes full of caution and vigilance: "No! Absolutely not let Muneyuki do this!"

"Why?!" Watanabe Eiji blinked, then glanced at Uesugi Muneyuki, seeing that Uesugi also had a blank expression, before asking.

"Because Muneyuki also did papa activity!" Minami Ojou-sama said somewhat impatiently: "Before entering the forensic pathologist profession, Muneyuki had already done papa activity! Poisonous trees bear no non-toxic fruit!"

"If the prosecution raises public prosecution charges and the witness on this side has problems, the court side will say it's unclear, and this public security informant—Nakamura Kenichi, who exchanged his life for the evidence—would then have his evidence invalidated!" Minami Ojou-sama said somewhat angrily and flusteredly: "You are not unaware of Muneyuki's private life! I can tolerate it, but legal procedure cannot!"

"Ah, this————" Watanabe Eiji glanced at Uesugi Muneyuki, his eyes carrying a third of annoyance and a third of helplessness.

Uesugi Muneyuki's private life being chaotic he knew of; it was merely that Uesugi's ability was too strong, making him the KPI God, the living father of the Metropolitan Police Department, so everyone turned a blind eye and closed one eye, the girl's stand also had no opinion, so he himself had always pretended not to know.

But if he went to report, it would be easy to be turned around and considered suspicious himself!

Using his own not-so-clean history to report a massive honey-trap network would easily backfire and burn himself, being bitten back!

"————————" Uesugi Muneyuki helplessly nodded.

What should be done?

The father, daughter, and son-in-law three people looked at each other for a moment, unable to think of any new solution.

Seeing her father and husband had no ideas, Minami Ojou-sama was practically anguished, she wailed while grabbing her own hair, thinking truly two idiots!

Eight ga!

Throwing out the problem, boundless ambition and lofty aspirations, breaking the cauldrons and sinking the boats, fighting with backs to the water.

The result was that upon coming up, they encountered a difficulty and stalled, still due to Muneyuki himself!

Give back my moved feeling to me! Kora!

"You always do this, Muneyuki! Over there you agreed to the matter, and then the follow-up matters you entirely dumped on me, you solved the case over there, and then the remaining matters you dumped on me again, and even recruiting people, you that side agreed with Maeda Director, and then only afterwards told me." Minami puffed up her cute face, turned into a bun Minami, and said angrily: "We in Tokyo Metropolis here are considered quite strong, but compared to the foreign minister, we are still too weak, you see—"

After saying that, Minami turned off the SD card's content, and on the portal site casually searched: "Although such a big incident occurred, you see, Akimoto Daijin is still normally conducting various diplomatic activities, he still always mentions that he died due to terrorism of his son, and this has become his political capital!"

Minami flipped pages, and happened to flip to Akimoto Daijin and a certain country's crown prince from Southeast Asia meeting, the two parties talked very happily, and moreover, Maeda Director of the Imperial Household Agency was also present, and the two sides also exchanged royal items.

While Uesugi Muneyuki saw Maeda Toshisuke and Akimoto Shin'ichirō standing together just right, his eyes slightly narrowed: "Minami, and Director General, if I haven't misremembered, domestic foreign affairs and diplomacy, the Imperial Household Agency always attends together with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, right?"

"That is naturally the case." Watanabe Eiji nodded: "The Imperial Household is the symbol of the state, in diplomatic visits and meetings representing the state, the Imperial Household Agency as the great steward of the Imperial Household naturally attends such activities in large numbers, together with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"Hmm, so, you say, if Akimoto Daijin's matter blows up, will it not also affect the Imperial Household Agency?" Uesugi Muneyuki's eyeballs turned, the Dharma Image of the Great Virtue Wisdom King glowing: "According to our country's postwar system, the Imperial Household and Imperial Household Agency have always followed the eight characters 'not participating in governance, transcending politics', therefore they cannot intervene in any matter nor involve themselves in any matter, but you see, in foreign affairs activities, the Imperial Household Agency still inevitably operates together with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"Muneyuki, you mean we should throw this problem to the Imperial Household Agency?" Watanabe Eiji's eyes lit up, the Superintendent General thought for a moment, and suddenly felt this was an excellent idea!

The Imperial Household Agency can in any matter first perform justice cutting, because in the postwar design of Emperor Mugi, the Imperial Household originally should not have any stance or any concrete behavior in any political affair, but in diplomacy, the Imperial Household Agency cannot possibly cut away! Because many times foreign affairs must require them to attend!

This pot, Uesugi Muneyuki cannot hold, the Metropolitan Police Department cannot hold, but if thrown to the Imperial Household Agency?

Minami's eyes shone even more brilliantly, she had not thought that merely flipping through webpages casually could point out a grand broad road for Uesugi Muneyuki, a pair of bright pure eyes in her showing rippling variegated light, but she quickly suppressed her joy: "But, why should? Will Maeda Director not have to accept the pot we give him?"

"He will not be able to avoid it." Uesugi Muneyuki said calmly, simultaneously a hint of smile appearing at the corner of his mouth: "First, the Imperial Palace case essentially preserved his director position; second, the Imperial Household Agency cannot remain uninvolved in this matter, he will understand the severity if this matter blows up; lastly, who made him want to stuff his grandson into the Special Mission Unit?"

"Even if it is Maeda Director, he must also understand one principle, namely that miracles and magic are not free of charge!"

"Very well, then let's do it!" Watanabe Eiji immediately decided: "Uesugi, you handle contacting Maeda Director, while I take charge of leading and breaking open the news conference on the Imperial Palace case, and arrange for Ōsumikawa there to accept a second interview, diverting their attention!"

"As for Minami, during this period you are responsible for settling Uesugi Muneyuki's side, as well as that Nagase Shishi who knows the inside story, at critical moments we need her to testify in court!"

The three hands of father, daughter, and son-in-law tightly clasped together.

Metropolitan Police Department, take action!!!

When Uesugi Muneyuki dragged his exhausted yet unusually clear-headed body back to Sakata Bridge Tower, it was already after midnight.

To his surprise, the living room still had warm lights on. Miyawaki Sakura and Nagase Shishi were both sitting on the sofa, obviously having waited for him.

"Uesugi Professor!" Seeing him enter the door, the two almost simultaneously stood up.

Miyawaki Sakura's face showed undisguised concern and a hint of expectation; she perhaps hoped this man who had weathered risks could here seek solace, even if only briefly resting.

While Shishi's gaze was then purer, brimming with the feeling of having survived a calamity, dependence on a strong protector, and a kind of near-blind girlish infatuation.

"Are you all right? Should the wound be tended to?" Miyawaki Sakura stepped forward a few steps, her tone urgent.

"No problem, just superficial wounds, already treated." Uesugi Muneyuki waved his hand, his gaze passing over Miyawaki Sakura and landing on Shishi, his tone becoming especially stern: "Miss Nagase, for a period of time, absolutely do not go out, also do not contact any strangers. Let Miyakyo-san or property management help if you need anything. Your safety is now first priority, understand?"

"Hi! Understood, Uesugi-san!" Shishi nodded vigorously, hands tightly clasped in front of her chest, gazing at Uesugi with eyes full of unreserved trust: "I will go nowhere, just wait here."

Uesugi Muneyuki nodded, said nothing more, even had no intention of lingering.

He merely again instructed Miyawaki Sakura to take good care of Shishi, then turned and left.

Xiao Ying watched his departing back, a fleeting hard-to-detect loss flashed in her eyes, but soon replaced by worry over the current situation.

Just at this midnight, news came one by one from the hospital guarding Takigawa Tsubasa: due to head suffering heavy impact and unknown cause multi-organ failure, Takigawa Tsubasa, after failed resuscitation, was confirmed dead.

Uesugi Muneyuki felt no surprise about this.

Because in his body, the fangs of Kongō Yasha Myōō had deeply penetrated the neck bone of the Lord of Shitōrin, devouring had reached the core.

It is no longer mere deathly stillness, but a more essential power—annihilation and rebirth arising from the very concept of the Shitōrin itself, like a black glacier bearing countless fragments of the dead's memories, surging and flooding into the Wisdom King's body.

This power is bitterly cold to the bone, capable of freezing even the golden bodies of gods and buddhas.

Yet the Kongō Yasha Myōō's three-faced wrath flared fiercer, the black lightning coiling around him exploding like thunder, turning him into a furnace! He took wrath as fire, vajra as essence, and forcibly tempered this flood of death. Filth and stillness were burned away, leaving behind the purest fragment of the ancient law concerning "rebirth after ending."

At the peak of this devouring and refinement, the Mikkyō Shichirin spun, all three channels moving in unison!

From bottom to top, the fourth wheel—the heart wheel—began to gradually activate.

The heart wheel, also known as the heart wheel of compassion, behind the Kongō Yasha Myōō, the surging dark energy suddenly contracted and reorganized. A new, slightly illusory serpentine outline began to emerge, taking the form of a nascent Gundari Myōō.

Spectral venomous dragons made of energy writhed and coiled within that outline, not physical yet already exhaling a contradictory aura of harmony and deadly poison.

It opened its mouth, let out a silent roar, and began actively drawing from the residual "grave-site vitality" in the Lord of Shitōrin's remains—those twisted life forces nurtured in the utmost death.

Gundari, meaning "Amrita-bottle," is both a medicine that removes poison obstacles and, in essence, the sovereign of deadly poison.

Now, it draws nourishment from the conquered source of death, breaking free from its cocoon.

Uesugi Muneyuki felt a wind's breath stirring within his own heart, spinning, surging like a tide.

I have turned this curse into power!

The newly activated wheel's position waits silently for a karmic wandering soul to take residence.

And as for who exactly that is, Uesugi Muneyuki already has the answer in his heart.

Help me, Ōsumikawa-san!