Chapter 630: Kashiwagi's Brilliant Plan Stabilizes the World!

On television, Lawmaker Ishiba was still arguing reasonably and firing wildly in the National Diet.

The Junkei Bureau just has to output ruthlessly!

In reality, the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office Special Investigation Unit was still leading a large group of Metropolitan Police Department officers to investigate evidence in an orderly manner.

In Sakata Bridge, Uesugi Muneyuki, Watanabe Minami, and the others returned inside the tower mansion; Asuka had already prepared today's teppanyaki feast early, Minami and Eirina eagerly discussed what came next, and consulted on where this wave of settlement would stop.

Uesugi Muneyuki, meanwhile, smiled as he embraced Mikoto-nee, whispering in her ear some health-related content that made one tremble.

My Junkei Choko Sword has long been unable to contain its thirst!

However, right at this moment, Kashiwagi Jin, having received the news, also found, as Uesugi Muneyuki wished, the promised land of him and his mistress — Harakawa Nishiyō Iin.

In the hallway of Harakawa Nishiyō Iin, the smell of disinfectant mixed with despair permeated. Kashiwagi Jin stood outside Room 604 of the Intensive Care Unit, and through the glass window, looked at the pale shadow of Nagase Arisu inside, surrounded by various tubes and instruments.

She was still comatose, her breathing weak and regular, sustained entirely by machines.

Guided covertly by Uesugi Muneyuki and the hint of that document, he found this place.

Corpus luteum rupture!

Severe corpus luteum rupture!

What does this represent? This represents that Nagase Arisu, the mistress Hayakawa Nanami introduced to him, the woman Kashiwagi Jin liked most and was most infatuated with during this period, suffered extreme violence and cruel treatment during sexual activity?

Bastard!!!

However you put it, Kashiwagi Jin is a criminal police detective; how could he not know exactly why a corpus luteum rupture occurs?

Among the violent crime division under the Metropolitan Police Department Investigation Division 1, there is a rape crime division!

Bastard!!!

Kashiwagi Jin was so angry his face turned pale.

Arisu is a good girl! I couldn't even bear to thrust hard, Akimoto you piece of trash! May you die a terrible death!

Ah, he's already dead————

Then you must fall into the Eighteen Levels of Hell!!!

This time he didn't encounter the trouble Uesugi Muneyuki and the public security police had encountered before, but that brought new trouble — the downfall and suicide of Autumn Minister Akimoto Daijin, like pulling out the money pillar supporting this hospital room; the hospital side no longer had pressure to keep secrets, but it also meant that the substantial medical expenses would soon be cut off.

The hospital side inquired of Kashiwagi Jin: Who are you to Arisu? Are you willing to pay her medical expenses? If not, can you find someone willing to pay her medical expenses?

Me? Pay medical expenses?

Kashiwagi Jin felt a wave of powerlessness; he was a career track elite with a bright future, but he already had a family, his wife Meisa was the Metropolitan Police Department's model, the previous generation's Face of the Metropolitan Police Department — how should he settle Arisu?

Voluntarily bear the medical expenses? Leaving aside the high cost, just the exposure alone would affect his career!

A huge moral dilemma and emotional tug-of-war tore at him.

Just as he was uneasy, hesitating whether to push the door and enter, at the other end of the hallway, a man wearing a black jacket with a fierce gaze was also walking quickly toward Room 604.

The two ran into each other unexpectedly at the hospital room door.

In an instant of eye contact, both smelled danger and purpose on the other.

You?!

That man clearly hadn't expected anyone to be there, but his reaction was extremely fast; a killing intent flashed in his eyes, a swift low sweep kick aimed straight at Kashiwagi Jin's supporting leg knee joint!

Tatata-kai!

Kashiwagi Jin was, after all, a Metropolitan Police Department elite; his honed judo instinct made him instantly step back, while simultaneously blocking downward with his arm.

"Bang!" A dull impact sound reverberated in a small area.

Kashiwagi Jin felt his forearm go intensely numb; the opponent's strength far exceeded that of ordinary thugs!

The person before my eyes? Muay Thai???

A Muay Thai fighter?

The Muay Thai fighter pressed his advantage without relent, attacking like a violent storm.

His boxing was concise and direct, coordinated with tricky and vicious elbow strikes and knee strikes, every move aimed at vital points. A right straight feint, left elbow chopping toward Kashiwagi Jin's temple like a battle axe!

Kashiwagi Jin crouched to dodge, simultaneously cutting into the opponent's centerline, attempting to execute a judo seoi-nage.

He successfully grabbed the opponent's collar and sleeve, exerted his waist and abdomen! However, the Muay Thai fighter's lower body was extremely stable, his core strength powerful; he actually forcibly withstood this throw, and instead took advantage of Kashiwagi Jin's close proximity, a heavy knee strike crashing hard into his abdomen!

"Ugh!" Kashiwagi Jin groaned dully, severe pain nearly suffocating him, his grip loosened. The Muay Thai fighter seized the chance to break free, a backhand elbow strike smashing toward Kashiwagi Jin's face!

Kashiwagi Jin barely tilted his head; the elbow tip grazed past his cheekbone, burning pain.

He realized that under the opponent's expertise in close-quarters grappling and destructive strikes, his own judo and karate struggled to gain an absolute advantage; the opponent used pure killing techniques, while he was constrained by his police identity and the environment.

Even so, do they have to come and dispose of Arisu?

I absolutely will not retreat!

The two rolled and collided in the narrow hallway, knocking over a nearby medical cart, instruments scattering across the floor with harsh sounds. Kashiwagi Jin's face was bruised, the corner of his mouth split, breathing heavy.

The Muay Thai fighter also took a few heavy punches from him, but not enough to be fatal.

The Muay Thai fighter's eyes grew even fiercer; he saw through Kashiwagi Jin's reservations, his offensive growing more frenzied, a high roundhouse kick straight at Kashiwagi Jin's head! If this kick landed solid, it would cause severe concussion.

At the critical moment of life and death, a flash of determination crossed Kashiwagi Jin's eyes!

He no longer hesitated, violently leaping back half a step, his right hand swiftly lifting his suit hem, revealing the cold black gleam of the gun holster — his regulation small revolver drawn lightning-fast, held in both hands, muzzle steadily aimed at the Muay Thai fighter's brow!

"Don't move! Police!" Kashiwagi Jin's voice carried the panting from the fight, but his gun-holding hand was incomparably steady.

All movement stopped instantly.

The Muay Thai fighter's raised leg froze in mid-air, then slowly lowered.

He looked at that pitch-black muzzle, then at Kashiwagi Jin's determined eyes, knowing he couldn't be faster than a bullet. The ferocity on his face quickly faded, replaced by a calm, calculating composure.

"Tch————" he spat a mouthful of bloody saliva, raised both hands to show harmlessness: "Damn, indeed a cop———— Sae-ba-me-i shakeit da, konoyaro!"

Seeing the opponent didn't intend to attack further, Kashiwagi Jin also calmed down considerably.

That's right, Akimoto Daijin is already dead.

This guy, there should be no reason for him to fight desperately anymore, right!

As long as I can prove I have the will to fire, even if the other side is Akimoto Daijin's loyal dog, there's no reason to keep fighting!

Kashiwagi Jin is very confident in himself.

My orthodox detective work is invincible!

Indeed, after Kashiwagi Jin drew his gun, the Muay Thai fighter thought for a moment and raised his hand.

He stared at Kashiwagi Jin, his tone becoming strangely calm: "Hey, officer. Akimoto Daijin is already finished, tree fallen, monkeys scattered. I sell my life for money, but I don't want to sell my life here. According to the agreement, I will take a ship tonight to leave Japan for the Philippines, never to return. Let's pretend we never saw each other—how about that? You take your sunlit path, I'll take my narrow bridge."

Kashiwagi Jin's gun barrel still pointed at the opponent, his brain rapidly weighing the options.

Firing here would make the follow-up reports and investigations extremely troublesome, and it would inevitably expose his relationship with Alice to the harsh light of day. The opponent's willingness to cease hostilities and leave seems to be the most "clean" solution for now.

"————Get lost." Kashiwagi Jin squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Now, immediately, get lost!"

"Deal." The Muay Thai fighter twisted his mouth into an ugly smile, slowly backed away, then quickly turned and disappeared down the end of the hallway.

Kashiwagi Jin slowly lowered his gun, feeling all his strength drained from his body.

He leaned against the cold wall, breathing heavily. The crisis was temporarily resolved, but a greater problem lay before him.

What should be done about Alice? Medical expenses, follow-up care, and the dangers she might face upon waking—

How can a police officer with a proper family openly and long-term care for a former sex industry worker?

Chaos, anxiety, guilt, and a hint of bewilderment about the future nearly drowned him.

Under this extreme distress and the heavy burden of his regular duties, he was utterly exhausted, and his mental state showed signs of breaking.

Finally, he thought of that man who seemed to always see through everything and had provided key information.

My close friend, my brother, my arch-rival, my partner!

Uesugi!

Perhaps————only that man can handle this tricky situation.

Uesugi, you will surely help me, right? I trust you so deeply, our bond—

The crisis in the hospital hallway had just been resolved, Kashiwagi Jin was catching his breath, thinking about Alice's medical expenses and how to ask Uesugi Muneyuki for help, when the corner of his eye caught a figure flashing past the bend at the end of the hallway.

It was a young man wearing a casual jacket and long pants bought from Uniqlo, his expression tense and gloomy, peering toward the direction of Room 604.

Obviously, the earlier fight had drawn his attention.

Who is this person?

Kashiwagi Jin did not recognize this young man, but as a detective, his intuition immediately triggered the alarm—this young man's gaze was wrong, not the concern of an ordinary visitor, but a mixture of anxiety, vigilance, and even a hint of madness. Their eyes briefly met in midair.

This young man clearly recognized the star superintendent Kashiwagi Jin, who often appears in the media; his face changed instantly, and without hesitation, he turned and fled!

"Stop!" Kashiwagi Jin barked lowly, immediately giving chase.

The two ran through the hospital's narrow hallways and stairwells.

This guy seemed quite familiar with the hospital layout, and his movements were agile; using the crowd and obstacles, he finally shook off Kashiwagi Jin's pursuit at a fire escape exit.

Damn it! If it weren't for the fight just now————I absolutely————

Kashiwagi Jin leaned against the wall, frustratedly panting, staring at the empty back alley, his doubts swelling.

Who is this young man? Why did he run when he saw me?

What is his relationship with Alice?

A series of questions surged in his mind, making his already chaotic thoughts even heavier.

That night, returning home, Kashiwagi Jin took off his coat wearily, and his wife Kashiwagi Misa came forward to meet him.

She possesses the deep, three-dimensional facial features from her Japanese-American heritage, healthy wheat-colored skin, and had just permed and dyed her head into a thick, slightly curly mass of black hair; even at home, she maintains astonishing beauty and elegant demeanor, earning her the reputation as "the face of the previous generation of the Metropolitan Police Department"—no empty title.

Kashiwagi Misa, who had returned home early, had already changed into comfortable home attire: a snug home shirt and straight skirt, plus a pair of ultra-thin flesh-toned pantyhose, and a pair of delicate jade toes painted with deep purple nail polish, faintly visible through the sheer hose, she had also pulled her black hair forward and tied it into a drooping ponytail, her face lightly made up.

"What's wrong? Jin, you look exhausted, and you still have injuries on your face?" Misa's voice was gentle, full of concern, but her sharp gaze had already caught her husband's abnormal mental state and subtle wounds.

Since that incident, the couple had tacitly agreed to sleep in separate rooms; Kashiwagi Jin had been involved with mistresses outside, while Kashiwagi Misa maintained a respectful distance with her husband and didn't interfere much.

But she still cared about her husband.

For Jin's future! I can only————only do this!

As soon as Kashiwagi Misa saw Kashiwagi Jin like this, she knew he had something to say to her.

"Misa————" Kashiwagi Jin looked at his beautiful, capable wife, and a "brilliant" idea suddenly sprang to mind.

He took Misa's hand and sat her down, speaking in a deliberately relaxed tone: "Misa, I've indeed run into some trouble. It's about an important witness, a young woman, currently hospitalized with serious injuries, her condition very critical, involving that previous major case. It's inconvenient for me to personally protect her, as it would easily invite gossip."

"Witness? Young woman?" Kashiwagi Misa sharply sensed something.

"Yes, it's a young woman involved in the case; the specific details are confidential, so I can't tell you, but————" Kashiwagi Jin nodded repeatedly, a little embarrassed, weighing how to speak.

Seeing Kashiwagi Misa gesture for him to continue, Kashiwagi Jin felt somewhat moved.

Misa————she still cares about me.

He paused, observed his wife's expression, then continued: "You and Superintendent Watanabe Minami of the Special Investigation Division aren't on bad terms, are you? She's the benchmark of this generation; couldn't she or Chief Uesugi Muneyuki step forward, under the guise of Metropolitan Police Department or University of Tokyo Faculty of Medicine academic research, to provide protection and medical support, properly and legitimately.

Could you————go and talk to Minami for me?"

This is his brilliant two-birds-one-stone plan: it resolves Alice's dilemma, perfectly hides himself behind the scenes, and might even allow him to deepen his connection with Uesugi Muneyuki!

Kashiwagi Jin thought: I'm truly a genius!

However, he did not see that, at the moment he made this request, Kashiwagi Misa's eyes flashed with immense sorrow and incredulity.

She looked at this husband who thought himself clever, her heart feeling as if torn apart.

He actually————proactively asked himself to seek help from Uesugi Muneyuki?

Kashiwagi Misa felt her vision darken, nearly fainting.

Jin!

You, you, you—do you even know? All this time, who exactly is it?

Who is it??? It's me ah ah ah!

It's me, Kashiwagi Misa ah!

For her husband's future, she sought help from Uesugi Muneyuki in private more than once.

She paid the "compensation" again and again, and each time Uesugi Muneyuki broke through her bottom line!

Kashiwagi Misa has always felt deep guilt about this, yet she shamefully indulges in the forbidden pleasure intertwined with betrayal and excitement, as well as Uesugi Muneyuki's irresistible, sinister charm.

But now — now, her husband has actually pushed her toward that man with his own hands.

An absurdly ironic feeling and deep sorrow enveloped her.

Yet in the depths of that sorrow, the desire for dangerous relations that she forcibly suppressed has quietly sprouted like poison ivy, bringing a thrill that even frightens herself.

Now she can openly go find Uesugi!

Ren — this is what you said, you told me to do this, oh!

Then I — then I won't hold back!

Kashiwagi Misa gently squeezed her silk-stockinged beautiful legs; since being possessed by Uesugi Muneyuki, she has developed the habit of never taking off her stockings, and Kashiwagi Jin naturally did not notice the changes in his wife's body.

She fell silent for a few seconds; this brief silence, in Kashiwagi Jin's view, was her thinking about how to phrase her words.

Finally, Kashiwagi Misa lifted her eyes, her face showing a smile that could be called perfect, a gentle smile supporting her husband, though deep in that smile lay a meaning only she herself understood.

You chose it, Ren.

"Okay, Ren. For your job, I'll go talk to Minami." She softly promised, her voice calm enough that no ripple could be heard.

Upon hearing this, Kashiwagi Jin was overjoyed, and he embraced his wife in one hug: "Wonderful! Misa! You are truly my capable wife! I knew choosing you was right!" He immersed himself in the joy of "the problem will soon be solved," feeling he was a genius at utilizing resources.

While in his embrace, Kashiwagi Misa gazed vacantly at the dark night outside the window, her heart filled with mixed emotions: sorrow, helplessness, a hint of pity for her husband's hot-headedness, and that uncontrollable, secret anticipation of once again sinking into the vortex of immorality, all intertwined.

What on earth has happened, Ren, that you always refuse to tell me?

It's okay, Uesugi will tell me.

Wonderful, I can go find Uesugi again!

Kashiwagi Misa's face showed a happy smile.

This is all for you, Ren!