Chapter 627: , Thank You, Taro!

Ōsumikawa Minoru's death was planned by himself; Uesugi Muneyuki merely suggested it, the main reason being that he himself did not want to live.

After he chose to surrender and obtained the opportunity to speak publicly at the Prosecution Bureau's press conference, Ōsumikawa and Uesugi Muneyuki's agreement was already fulfilled; he knew he would certainly not live to see Akimoto Daijin's trial (political figures' prosecutions drag on and allow multiple appeals), so he knew this was the best outcome.

Thus, when Uesugi Muneyuki proposed it, he thought briefly and immediately agreed.

Even if dead, buried in a grave, I will still drag that dog bastard Akimoto down to hell with me!

If not for his old age and lack of materials, Ōsumikawa would certainly have assembled a shotgun himself to shoot Akimoto Daijin twice.

However, after Ōsumikawa died and was again summoned by Uesugi Muneyuki, this Showa old-timer was stunned for a long time before realizing how Uesugi Muneyuki's legendary forensic reputation and godlike investigative power came to be!

This brat is not a forensic doctor at all! Or at least not entirely a forensic doctor!

He is fundamentally the master of the source of the Six Rivers of Huang Quan Hirasaka on the Sanzu River!

You, a death god, come to be a forensic doctor? You, a guy who can talk to the dead, come to solve cases?

Who can escape this?

Is there still heavenly principle? Is there still royal law?

"Exactly as you thought." Uesugi Muneyuki nodded, he calmly said to Ōsumikawa: "Serve me, Mr. Ōsumikawa, I need your strength and knowledge!"

"Uesugi, you bastard! You clearly have such great strength, why do you still play these empty games?" Ōsumikawa obviously did not buy Uesugi Muneyuki's account; after all, he was from Kōchi and had lived decades; after a moment's thought, he knew the falseness in Uesugi Muneyuki's words and deeds: "You can directly solve problems, why do you still go around in circles? Why do you still join the Metropolitan Police Department, play these empty games with me and the whole system?"

"Simple, because if you want to constantly conduct autopsies, forensics, and speak the truth, it's best to hide yourself within the system as much as possible; otherwise, using external power a few times will make you very suspicious." Uesugi Muneyuki smiled: "I cannot become a university student detective, idling around crime scenes, constantly saying 'eh eh' to detectives and shooting needles at Inspector Kashiwagi? These are illegal searches, and such illegally obtained evidence will not be accepted by courts."

"Moreover, human fate must be in human hands to have value, Mr. Ōsumikawa; if you lack a firm resolve for revenge, I will not help you here." Uesugi Muneyuki continued: "Grudges and debts have owners; I have no right to forgive those who harmed you, but I also have no right to represent you in taking revenge on others."

"Well, there is some sense in that." Ōsumikawa stared blankly, thought for a moment, still felt it was true, but still angrily said: "But you just KFC'd me! You, this heart-playing demon, you do this—does Lord Kenshin know?"

"Exactly, I just CPU'd you." Uesugi Muneyuki laughed: "Aren't you regretting now? You haven't seen Akimoto Daijin's end, yet you went to report on the Sanzu River like this? What's yours?"

"Anyway, it's fine, no problem—I've lived over seventy years; human life is short; moreover, Rina still waits for me in another world." After intense thought, Ōsumikawa decided to be reborn: "You bastard, I tell you, even if I jump from the Sanzu River, self-terminate, go to the Eighteen Levels of Hell, I will not become your grudge!"

"Mr. Ōsumikawa, do you care so much about your daughter? Hehe————this is precisely why I chose you; you are fortunate; this time I defeated Takigawa Tsubasa, obtained two life energies from him, and the other I give to your daughter Rina." Uesugi Muneyuki smiled, raising his hand with the Qinghui Stone: "This is a reunion after two years; in fact, she has never left her father."

"What?!" Ōsumikawa exclaimed, then heard the Qinghui Stone on Uesugi Muneyuki's handback flash explosively; he incredulously said: "Really possible? Can you really let me see Rina?"

"Of course!" Uesugi Muneyuki nodded: "But our time is short! I ask you one last time—are you willing?"

"I, I am willing!" Ōsumikawa this time had no hesitation.

Uesugi Muneyuki, simply a Bodhisattva reborn!

Truly fragrant!

"Pa!" Blue sparks flickered, karmic fire power enveloped this place! The rushing flow belonging to Mahācakra Vidyārāja found its object of reliance!

"Om Amarita Hum Phet!"

"Om Amiri Bari Dati Hum Pan Sha Ka Vohat!"

Light flickered nonstop, bombing thunder sounds did not cease; when light faded, Ōsumikawa's daughter, Ōsumikawa Rina, transformed into the serpent deity entwined upon the Dharma Image of Mahācakra Vidyārāja; after Uesugi Muneyuki's transformation and activation, she reappeared in the human world.

"Father————Daddy!" Rina's eyes held tears, tightly embracing her father.

"Good! Good! Rina! Good!" Ōsumikawa, no matter what, never thought he would have a day to see his daughter again; after two whole years, this iron-boned, steadfast iron man, a Showa old-timer who suffered countless torments for revenge, already had tears streaming down his face: "I have a home again, I have a home again!!!"

Father and daughter reunited, Uesugi Muneyuki nodded satisfied; he could feel a vast emotional energy and strong life link filling his heart chakra.

The fourth round of grudge is the Ōsumikawa father and daughter.

"Do not rejoice too early; there is still your enjoyment ahead." Uesugi Muneyuki gestured for me to watch the performance.

"Let us together witness Akimoto Daijin's final outcome!"

"Haiyi!" Ōsumikawa emitted the greatest and final sound of his life; he stared fixedly at Uesugi Muneyuki; after a long time, finally lowered his dignity as a Showa old-timer: "Thank you, Taro!"

"You're welcome, Sofi!"

While Uesugi Muneyuki and Ōsumikawa Minoru conversed, Ishihara Mikoto was conducting painful dissection, while also secretly complaining.

I'm exhausted to death!

Being Uesugi's assistant, the corpses I dissect have more teeth than when I was previously the entry verification officer!

Moreover, this bastard Uesugi, since hiring me, hardly does anything himself; it's all me coming!

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Truly money hard to earn, shit hard to eat!

Moreover, I not only have to work for Uesugi, but also became this Metropolitan Police Department father-in-law's confinement restriction; my body has completely become his shape, and I must not fail to bear him a child!

Mikoto harbors considerable resentment, yet still works honestly; while Uesugi Muneyuki beside her spouts foolishness (actually conversing with Ōsumikawa), occasionally giving a bit of guidance.

Outside the autopsy room, United States CIA, Public Security Police, Metropolitan Police Department high echelons, and arriving Cabinet Intelligence Room officers all nervously watched what lay before them!

This autopsy result will directly determine Japan-US relations and the entire nation's future!

All sounds ceased.

Ishihara Mikoto felt something was off.

As someone close to Uesugi Muneyuki, she clearly knew Ōsumikawa's late-stage cancer and physiological condition, and also keenly perceived the minute, strange traces within Ōsumikawa's body—slight insufficient water intake, sudden emotional agitation possibly burdening the heart, and the sudden internal elemental storm.

A thought flashed in her mind:

Was it truly Akimoto Daijin's doing? Does Akimoto Daijin have a necessary reason to act here?

Could this be—a meticulously designed political suicide targeting Akimoto?

But when she raised her head, seeing Agent Smith outside the glass wall with his doubting gaze, Kanchoukanbou Onoda with eyes full of humiliation and expectation, and Watanabe Director with his deep gaze, she again began to hesitate.

Who claims, who bears proof—currently no sign indicates Ōsumikawa truly committed suicide.

On the contrary, Akimoto Daijin's homicide evidence is tight, logic smooth, with motive and opportunity, and indeed capable of provoking Ōsumikawa's intense reaction.

Asserting "Ōsumikawa may have committed suicide" is futile.

CIA will think Japan is jointly lying to cover up; trust will completely collapse; Public Security and Metropolitan Police Department dignity cannot be recovered.

Meanwhile, Akimoto Shin'ichirō, this true architect of a series of tragedies, might instead escape via this.

Science needs truth, but sometimes upholding greater order and justice requires making a choice.

"Do you also think it's homicide? Uesugi-kun?" Ishihara Mikoto said softly.

"Of course, without a doubt, it's homicide." Uesugi Muneyuki nodded.

It was obviously homicide; the fact is homicide, I didn't lie, and I didn't say who did it.

Moreover, this was agreed upon by Mr. Ōsumikawa, not to mention Minister Akimoto originally took advantage of the empty opportunity to deliver an arrogant response: "Steamed bun, aren't you holding the vessel?"

This is the fact, ah!

"That — indeed, from the current situation, it appears that during the meeting, Mr. Ōsumikawa was stimulated by Minister Akimoto's behavior, triggering intense inner anger and sorrow. Such strong negative emotions can lead to increased catecholamine secretion, thereby significantly raising heart rate and blood pressure, which imposes a huge burden on his already fragile cardiovascular system. He became agitated and breathed rapidly, which lowers blood oxygen saturation, aggravating cardiac load, ultimately leading to sudden death." Mikoto-nee did not disappoint Uesugi Muneyuki; she gave the most reasonable explanation.

"Thank you, Mikoto-nee." Uesugi Muneyuki nodded satisfactorily, speaking softly: "Tonight there's a reward, oh!"

"————————" The forensic beauty rolled her eyes, feeling both a little afraid and a little expectant.

She knew tonight would again be a night of not touching the ground.

Thus, under the gaze of countless people, Uesugi Muneyuki walked out of the mortuary, facing all expectations, and announced his "final appraisal conclusion" in a clear, calm, and unquestionable professional tone: "According to autopsy findings, the deceased Ōsumikawa Minoru, in the short time before death, experienced extremely intense physiological and psychological stress responses. His catecholamine levels far exceeded the normal fluctuations of late-stage cancer patients, directly causing acute hyperkalemia and malignant arrhythmia."

"Combined with the high correlation between time of death and external events (Minister Akimoto's visit), medicine can reasonably infer that the deceased, during the visit, suffered unbearable, intense negative mental stimulation, thereby triggering a lethal physiological mutation."

"Therefore, Minister Akimoto Shin'ichirō is the primary suspect in causing Ōsumikawa Minoru's death."

He did not say Akimoto was the "murderer," but "primary suspect," this determination from the highest forensic authority, politically, is more destructive than any accusation.

Uesugi's product, must be excellent!

CIA's Agent Smith nodded slowly, the doubt in his eyes slightly reduced; at least, he had obtained an explanation that stands scientifically and aligns with logic, and this also matches CIA's judgment.

Onoda Kimiaki and Watanabe Eiji, among others, then let out a long sigh of relief in their hearts, followed by a surge of deeper resolve.

Police, must have backbone!

Uesugi Muneyuki's report, like the final judgment, nailed the most firmly entrenched, inescapable nail into the political coffin of Akimoto Shin'ichirō.

Foreign Minister Akimoto, done for!

Oh no, wrong, now we cannot call him Minister Akimoto, but rather suspect Akimoto Shin'ichirō!

Your end has come!