Chapter 620

After sitting for a while, the head of the Kirekawa Special Investigation Headquarters took his leave, leaving only Uesugi Muneyuki standing alone by the floor-to-ceiling window, silent.

September in Tokyo was just the beginning of autumn, the sunlight still warm and even somewhat scorching, so the air conditioning was still on at home, but Uesugi Muneyuki stood alone by the window with his arms crossed, yet he felt a genuine chill.

Yes, Kirekawa was right—if we cannot get support from the United States, then neither Ishiba the lawmaker nor the Special Investigation Unit would dare act rashly, because our current strength is insufficient to solve the problem in one go, and once it turns into a protracted war or even a lose-lose situation, all problems will feedback to the initiator, and you'll all be blamed for handing a knife to foreign forces!

Whoever disrupts the existing stable situation is a national sinner, a traitor to the nation, a non-national, a rare one! (Great Fog), a Japanese collaborator!

The Japanese national character is inherently conservative, and the political world places even greater emphasis on stability; otherwise, "ryotei politics" would not have persisted from the Edo period to the present, and in the end, if things escalate to the point where we cannot suppress the instigators of unrest, eighty or ninety percent of the populace will still blame you for meddling.

But Uesugi Muneyuki never imagined that he would be stalled at the step of lacking American support.

However, upon self-reflection, did Uesugi Muneyuki truly not think of this?

He let out a cold laugh, clutched his head with both hands, and let out a painful cry: "Hmm~hmm~hmm~ah ah ah 'i guest guest冒guest guest guest guest guest harm—he simply refuses to think in that direction.

Globalization is globalization.

The new self is the new self.

The internet is the internet.

The immigrant nation is the immigrant nation.

Upon reaching this point, Uesugi Muneyuki could only wryly shake his head—this is why he avoids thinking in that direction.

It is too bloody, too violent, too direct, and in reality, it feels uncomfortable and stinging.

The truth is always harsh to hear.

But even so, he must still see this through!

Because justice resides in the human heart!

Because I am merely a forensic pathologist—my duty is to clarify the facts!

After pondering, Uesugi Muneyuki still decided to go downstairs to take a look, and by the way, ask the girl at the Eye of the Storm if there is any valuable news?

The doorbell rang for a moment, then the door opened. Standing at the threshold was Miyawaki Sakura, clearly having dressed with care. She wore a soft off-white knit dress, the hem falling just above the knees, outlining her slender waist. Most striking were her legs, wrapped in sheer, flesh-toned light gray stockings, the lines graceful, her feet clad in comfortable indoor fleece slippers, her whole presence exuding a homely yet subtly cunning gentleness.

Yet again, it carried a hint of subtle scheming warmth.

"Professor, you've come." Miyawaki Sakura's face lit up with a sweet smile as she stepped aside to let him in.

"What professor? I'm just a PhD candidate—even if it's the University of Tokyo, my treatment is only at the level of an assistant professor, and I haven't even been formally appointed." Uesugi Muneyuki couldn't help but say.

"But in Sakura's heart, you are the professor! The greatest professor Sakura has ever known!" Little Sakura said earnestly.

, Uesugi Muneyuki rolled his eyes, yet still said: "At least wait until two years from now, and even then, it's just an assistant professor!"

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Little Sakura's eyes flickered—she understood.

Mr. Uesugi will graduate with his doctorate in two years and be promoted directly to assistant professor?

Too impressive! Mr. Uesugi!

In the living room, Nagase Shishi also stood up, appearing somewhat nervous.

She wore the navy-blue academy-style vest dress lent to her by Miyawaki Sakura, paired with a white shirt and a red bow tie at the collar.

Below, she wore a basic black velvet stocking, which accentuated her already fair skin, making it stand out. This outfit made her look like a pure high school girl, a stark contrast to her earlier terrified state. Her hair fell smoothly over her shoulders, her face bore a faint blush of shyness, and her gaze toward Uesugi Muneyuki was filled with dependence and admiration, nearly overflowing.

"Mr. Uesugi." She greeted softly, her voice gentle and sweet.

"Hmm, you look much better." Uesugi Muneyuki nodded, his eyes sweeping over the two, carrying a barely perceptible gentleness, "Are you still adjusting here?"

"Very much so! This place is safe and comfortable, lacking nothing." Miyawaki Sakura replied cheerfully, trying to dispel some of the heavy atmosphere.

She skillfully went to the kitchen to brew tea.

Shishi nodded vigorously, adding: "Yes! Much better than where I used to live. Thank you, Mr. Uesugi!"

Uesugi Muneyuki sat on the sofa, accepting the hot tea Miyawaki Sakura handed him: "You're fine—that's good. Recently, there may be some turbulence outside, so for now, don't follow the news—rest peacefully here."

His tone was calm, yet carried a reassuring strength, mainly directed at Miyawaki Sakura, knowing she could understand the implied meaning.

Miyawaki Sakura nodded obediently: "I understand, professor."

Shishi stared at the faint bandage marks on Uesugi Muneyuki's arm, her eyes full of distress, she gathered courage and asked softly: "Mr. Uesugi————that is, the villain has already been caught, so————is the matter considered settled?"

Uesugi Muneyuki looked at her, his eyes devoid of pretense, instead carrying a sincere gravity: "Not that simple, Miss Nagase." He did not elaborate, but his tone conveyed the complexity: "Remember my words—during this time, just stay home in peace, absolutely do not go out. This is for your safety, and also so your sister can undergo treatment peacefully. Understand?"

His gaze was stern, carrying an undeniable weight.

Shishi was cowed by his presence, yet also felt a sense of security from being protected by great strength, and she immediately responded solemnly, as if receiving an order: "Yes! I absolutely will not go out!"

"Hmm." Uesugi Muneyuki gazed seriously at the youthful, beautiful girl, tinged with a hint of sorrow and filled with longing and attachment, his expression solemn.

Humans are strange creatures—each has their own thoughts; giving someone many resources is one thing, but whether they are satisfied is another. Perhaps there is a super-rich second-generation like Nango Yui, whose parents earn nearly 400 million yen annually, while Minami treats him to a few takeout sushi meals costing a few thousand yen and a 20,000-yen izakaya outing, moving him to tears. Perhaps there is someone of ordinary background, like Taguchi, the driver of Lawmaker Kurokawa, who, despite being called brothers and giving his all to provide high pay and the best treatment, still treats his son as his own—yet the Taguchi father and son remain dissatisfied and harbor resentment toward Lawmaker Kurokawa for refusing to marry off his daughter.

Likewise, there are counterexamples, such as "the righteous slaughter many dog-like fellows, the faithless are mostly scholars"—I won't elaborate here.

Human needs and thoughts are strongly unpredictable, marked by intense ambition and curiosity, intense lust for reproduction and slaughter—this is both humanity's so-called "evil nature" and its most fascinating aspect.

"Miss Nagase, regarding your sister, is there anything else you can tell me? Any valuable information is welcome." Uesugi Muneyuki said solemnly: "Don't overthink it—just say what comes to mind, I'm merely curious."

"About my sister————" Nagase Shishi, upon hearing Uesugi Muneyuki's words, instantly felt immense pressure, she lowered her head, unable to meet his calm, piercing gaze; beneath her skirt, a pair of feet wrapped in black silk stockings—black jade feet—unconsciously clenched, toes curling, pulling the stocking tips into a hazy blur.

She knew she and Uesugi Muneyuki, even Miyawaki Sakura, were from two different worlds! And her sister's matter had severely lowered her social standing—after all, if it weren't for her sister frequently earning money at home by accompanying drinks outside, they would have starved long ago!

"My sister works two to three days a week, earning roughly 300,000 yen a month, and if there are special clients, like Minister Akimoto, she could reach 400,000 to 500,000." The girl said softly.

"I know that—I'm asking about other things." Uesugi Muneyuki noticed the girl's tension and pressure, he waved his hand: "For example, things at school, like whether she has any friends or the like?"

"Ah!" Nagase Shishi blushed with surprise, she thought carefully, then said: "In this regard, my sister rarely speaks, but as far as I know, she seems to have a boyfriend at school————possibly called————Sato Liang, because he once came to her door, she was frightened and unwilling to let him discover her, so I pretended to be the hostess, denied knowing him, and drove him away."

Sato Liang? Uesugi Muneyuki frowned, nodded: "Anything else?"

"If there's more————ah! Right!" Nagase Shishi racked her brains, then recalled: "Right! My sister also mentioned she has a very good client! Possibly a star inspector from the Metropolitan Police Department! Named Kashiwagi Jin! And she said if she were to consider marriage, she would definitely choose a husband like him!"

Uesugi Muneyuki: "?"

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"?????"

Wow! Even Old Ren?!?!?!?