Chapter 632: Lost the Wife and Lost the Troops Too!

PS: This chapter is 5,900 words — a super, super, ultimate Shěnyáng Street great juice big chapter!

Inside the small archives room.

The door was gently closed, shutting out the clamor of the outside world.

The soundproofing here is good, the space private, with only a small round table and a few chairs.

Sunlight filters through the blinds, casting dappled light and shadow across the room.

Kashiwagi Misa did not sit down.

Today she is still wearing the standard female police officer summer uniform — a light blue short-sleeved shirt tucked into a dark blue knee-length pencil skirt, outlining the mature, bewitching curves of a figure she has kept in superb shape since before marriage.

The top two buttons of the shirt are undone, revealing a delicate collarbone and a hint of shadow that appears and disappears.

Below the skirt hem, a pair of straight long legs are wrapped in sheer, thick Tokiwa-style commuter pale flesh-colored stockings; the soft sheen of the stockings softens the severity of the uniform, adding an indescribable feminine allure. On her feet are black patent leather pointed stiletto heels, making her already tall figure appear even more erect. Standing there, she is like a rose with thorns — cold, beautiful, and seductive.

Her features carry the unique depth of a mixed-race beauty; her eyes are a shade lighter than most, her nose bridge high, her lips full. Together they form a beauty tempered by time — intellectual yet radiating a deadly attraction.

Yet at this moment, those beautiful eyes intertwine helplessness, struggle, and a trace of do-or-die resolve.

The ice mountain mixed-race beauty wife policewoman once again faces the Metropolitan Police pervert head-on.

"Sōsetsu." She skipped the polite forms of address, her voice lower than before, carrying a barely perceptible hoarseness. "My husband — Kashiwagi Jin's matter, you should already know, right? He was attacked in the hospital. Seems to be related to something at the hospital. I'm sure you know what it is! You bastard! You're too good at — too good at using us husband and wife, aren't you?"

Kashiwagi Misa's pair of cold, bewitching eyes met Uesugi Muneyuki as if he could speak — half reproach, half smile, half joy, half resentment.

Old Ren was attacked?

Wait, judging by Misa's expression, Old Ren looks like he's fine.

Strong, Old Ren! Didn't expect you can actually fight?

Aiyo, my Old Ren is awesome!

Old Ren has it big, Old Ren is here!

Let me tell you, Old Ren not only needs to be promoted, Old Ren must continue being a hero!

Uesugi Muneyuki leaned against the table edge, hands in his trouser pockets, posture relaxed, yet his gaze fell on her with the precision of a scalpel. "I've heard a little. Looks like he ran into no small trouble, to the point where he needs you to step in again."

His tone was flat, but the words "needs you to step in" pierced like a needle into the most hidden corner of Kashiwagi Misa's heart.

Her cheeks flushed faintly — not from shyness, but mixed with humiliation and a thrill of having her secret seen through.

The ice mountain beauty wife couldn't help clamping her legs tight; she discovered she actually seemed to enjoy this feeling of being coerced.

Like this, he can be even harder, even more dominant, even more overbearing as he presses me against the wall —

"Yes — he hopes I can go through Minami to ask you for help." Kashiwagi Misa spoke with difficulty, eyes lowering slightly to her tightly clenched hands. "He also said he encountered a troublesome young man, possibly connected to the Alice case. He lost him in pursuit, worried it would affect his career — he feels only you can handle this kind of complicated situation."

She lifted her head, bravely meeting Uesugi Muneyuki's deep, seemingly all-seeing gaze, a bitter-to-the-extreme curve rising at the corner of her mouth: "Look, how ironic. He personally — pushed me in front of you."

The conference room fell into a brief silence, the air seeming to freeze, only the tacit, dangerous, and ambiguous atmosphere between the two flowing silently.

Uesugi Muneyuki said nothing, merely watching her quietly, as if appreciating a famous painting titled "Sacrifice."

Kashiwagi Misa felt a suffocating tension, and a — hidden, self-loathing excitement. She knew what would happen next, or rather, she knew what Uesugi Muneyuki was waiting for.

For her husband's laughable career, to maintain that seemingly perfect but already cracked family, she had no choice but to step onto this road of guilt and addiction once more.

She took a small step forward, closing the distance between them, her high heels making a crisp "tap" on the floor. The faint, mature perfume on her mixed with the unique clean scent of the uniform, winding around Uesugi Muneyuki's nose tip.

"So —" her voice dropped lower, carrying a resigned seduction, eyes hazy as if veiled by mist, "this time, you — what kind of price do you need me to pay," before you'll help my poor husband tide over this crisis again, Sōsetsu?"

She threw the choice back, nakedly, with self-destructive tendency, to the man before her who controlled the situation. Helplessness, sorrow, a thread of retaliatory pleasure, and that deep-buried, unspeakable immersion — in this moment they wove together on her into an irresistible, shattered beauty.

"Madam, you are always so captivating, so — interesting." Uesugi Muneyuki gently gathered Kashiwagi Misa's black hair, rubbing the ends of the former Face of the Metropolitan Police between his fingers with a half-smile: "But I have a doubt, Madam — how else can you thank me?"

"You — you decide!" Kashiwagi Misa's body stiffened yet her face flushed crimson, her whole face full of expectation, yet her tone sounded desperate: "I, I'll listen to you — all of it —"

"Then — could Madam demonstrate the promise from last time for me?" Uesugi Muneyuki laughed softly.

"Please — please help yourself." Kashiwagi Misa closed her eyes.

"No, I want Madam to take the initiative — and Madam must also —" Uesugi Muneyuki made a new demand.

Kashiwagi Misa's body trembled; she knew she was about to have her bottom line broken again, and even here — "O-okay —"

【Omitted a period of time later, in that private small conference room, the air still lingered with a warm breath carrying a faint fishy scent.】

The flush on Kashiwagi Misa's cheeks had not fully faded; she straightened her slightly disheveled uniform shirt and skirt hem, fingers trembling slightly. On the floor lay a discarded bundle of the Tokiwa-style flesh-colored pantyhose she had just worn.

She took a deep breath, struggling to calm her rapid breathing and still-pounding heart, put on the ultra-thin Wolford soft-satin velvet pantyhose with back seams, and after confirming Uesugi Muneyuki was satisfied, bashfully buried her head in his embrace. Then, under Uesugi Muneyuki's calm, deep gaze, she dialed her husband Kashiwagi Jin's phone with a slightly hoarse voice.

The call connected quickly.

"Misa? How did it go?" Kashiwagi Jin's voice carried urgency and anticipation.

"— Mhm, I spoke." Kashiwagi Misa tried to make her voice sound normal, but a barely perceptible panting ending tone still leaked out: "Uesugi, ah mhm, anyway — he agreed, ah, agreed, mhm, will help."

"Great!" Kashiwagi Jin on the other end of the phone was instantly overjoyed, his voice rising an octave, but he immediately keenly caught the strangeness in his wife's voice: "Misa? Your voice — why does it sound a bit weird?

You okay?"

Kashiwagi Misa's heart gave a violent jump; she steadied her breathing and immediately masked it with a slightly fatigued, complaining tone: "Nothing, just — mhm, just now to persuade him I said a lot, a bit tired, oh, oh right — and this kind of thing, ultimately it's asking a favor, heart feels uncomfortable — mhm, not especially uncomfortable — just a little uncomfortable — oh, just a tiny bit, just a tiny bit!"

She cleverly mixed in real emotion, making the excuse sound seamless.

Kashiwagi Jin suspected nothing, or rather, he was currently immersed in the joy of the problem being solvable, automatically ignoring that tiny discordant note: "Hard work, Misa! I knew as long as you stepped up, Minami Management Officer would definitely give face! This time really thanks to you!"

Hanging up, Kashiwagi Misa looked with complex eyes at the leisurely Uesugi Muneyuki. For her husband's career she had crossed that line again, while he didn't know a thing and was sincerely thanking her. This absurdity left her heart a jumble of flavors.

There will definitely be a next time, a time after that, a time after that —

Still have to — have to find a suitable place for a date — Kashiwagi Misa closed her eyes in satisfaction.

At least once a week, must date once — otherwise it feels, so lonely —

"Uesugi —"

"Mhm?" Uesugi Muneyuki still held her, savoring that moving afterglow.

"Recently Cervin seems to have released a new model, woodpecker-style vintage nylon suspender — you, do you like it? I can —" Kashiwagi Misa said carefully: "You seem to really like — stockings, the Ministry has been saying — everyone knows —"

"Madam, you truly understand more and more." Uesugi Muneyuki couldn't help nodding: "Keep working hard!"

"You — all, all up to you! As long as you, help Jin, I — all up to you!" Kashiwagi Misa, full of expectation, couldn't help offering a fragrant kiss: "Anytime, anytime come find me~"

Lao Ren is awesome!

I am Lao Ren's awesome divider line. Not long after, Uesugi Muneyuki and Kashiwagi Jin almost simultaneously arrived at Harakawa Nishiyō Iin.

The two met at the entrance of the inpatient department.

"Uesugi-san! This time I have to trouble you again!" Kashiwagi Jin, somewhat unwilling but very enthusiastic, came forward, his face bearing a relieved smile, and even familiarly patted Uesugi Muneyuki on the shoulder: "Speaking of which, we can also be considered to have fought side by side, right? Haha, I think we can now be considered buddies!"

His tone carried a hint of pride as one of the Metropolitan Police Department's Absolute Dual Pride, the twin dragons acting in unison.

The two of us are half the Metropolitan Police Department!

With the two of us personally handling things, what could possibly remain unresolved?

Xi! Great!

Upon hearing this, Uesugi Muneyuki curled the corner of his mouth into an extremely subtle, meaningful arc, his gaze lingering on Kashiwagi Jin's face for a moment, and he replied in a flat tone: "Buddies"? Hmm————barely, but I guess it counts.

We really are buddies, in a special sense.

So facing your request, Lao Ren, I really find it hard to refuse.

Kashiwagi Jin did not pursue it further, merely attributing it to Uesugi Muneyuki's inherent reserve as a scholar and peerage scion.

The two then came to Alice's ward together.

Looking at Alice, still unconscious on the hospital bed and relying on instruments to sustain life, Kashiwagi Jin's eyes flashed with pity and helplessness.

"In short, the situation is like this————" He told Uesugi Muneyuki what he had experienced: "I dealt with Akimoto Daijin's remnants, who were very likely sent to silence her, but————although Akimoto's death and my efforts have guaranteed that Alice is at least safe, Akimoto will no longer pay her medical expenses————"

"Her medical expenses, I will contact the University of Tokyo Medical School there, under the guise of special case research, to intervene and provide temporary support and top-tier expert consultations." Uesugi Muneyuki spoke, his voice calm as if stating an experimental plan: "But, Kashiwagi-san, you must understand, this help is not unlimited. The University of Tokyo is not a charitable organization; in the end, we still need to find a solution."

Kashiwagi Jin nodded heavily: "I understand, thank you very much!"

Uesugi Muneyuki shifted tone: "Also, regarding her sister, Nagase Shishi, you need not worry. I have already placed her in an absolutely safe location and placed her under protection."

Alice's sister!

Only then did Kashiwagi Jin truly exhale in relief—he had also wanted to ask about this. Alice had vaguely mentioned having a sister, but he had not seen her, and had been genuinely worried something had happened to her. Alice and Shishi are his greatest concern right now: "Great! With your words, I can relax! Can we go see Shishi then? She might still know something about that suddenly appearing young man, or other clues we haven't grasped."

Kashiwagi Jin described how, after resolving the matter, a young man suddenly appeared, and he, being injured, failed to catch him.

Young man?

"Yes." Uesugi Muneyuki nodded, "I also need to check on her condition."

The two left the hospital and headed together to the safe house where Uesugi Muneyuki had placed Shishi.

A black sedan drove smoothly along Tokyo's streets.

Inside the car, Kashiwagi Jin, seeking to close the distance with this "buddy" Uesugi Muneyuki, initiated small talk, which naturally turned to his family.

"Speaking of which, Meisa lately seems to have taken up flower arranging, saying something about Sogetsu school, and suddenly the house is full of weird branches and metal sheets." Kashiwagi Jin laughed and shook his head, his tone carrying a man's indifferent attitude toward his wife's "little hobby": "Women at this age always like to mess with these things, and I don't really get it either."

Uesugi Muneyuki gazed out the window and replied flatly: "Not Sogetsu school, it's Mishō-ryū Sasaoka."

She bought two Bizen ware flower vessels at Shōeidō in Ginza last month—one Aka-Bizen, one Kuro-Bizen—to match her practice of Hatsugan and Fujibakama.

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He even accurately stated the professional names of the flower forms and vessels.

Kashiwagi Jin's smile instantly froze on his face, and he coughed awkwardly: "Ah————is, is that so? I didn't even notice————"

No wonder he's from the peerage—he knows so much!

I heard Uesugi Muneyuki's mother, Uesugi Tomoko, is a master of flower arrangement—could this be family tradition?

Damn, I really don't understand any of this.

He tried to change the subject: "By the way, she also said her shoulders and back were sore recently, and went to a place called KARADA for massage, mysterious and all, and the effect seemed decent."

Uesugi Muneyuki still didn't look at him, as if recalling: "Not KARADA," it's REIWA Therapy Clinic, located in a secluded apartment in Minami-Aoyama. The therapist there specializes in combining myofascial release with traditional acupressure, and she goes every Wednesday afternoon; the course requires eight sessions, and this is the fifth."

After finishing, Uesugi Muneyuki added: "That place is Mai Xuejie's business, introduced to her by Minami."

Kashiwagi Jin was utterly speechless, his grip on the steering wheel tightening.

He suddenly realized his understanding of his wife seemed far less than that of this "outsider" beside him.

A subtle discomfort spread in his heart, but he quickly blamed it on his usual lack of concern for home, feeling guilty.

Well, this shows that although we husbands and wives haven't shared a bed or had a heart-to-heart in a long time, Meisa's private life is still very colorful, huh.

Then I can relax~

Kashiwagi Jin felt warmth in his heart.

There are still good people in this world!

Uesugi, you are indeed a good person; earlier, I wrongly blamed you!

Arriving at the safe house in Bunkyo Ward, Miyawaki Sakura opened the door, saw Uesugi Muneyuki behind Kashiwagi Jin, was visibly startled for a moment, but still politely let them in.

Nagase Shishi was curled on the sofa watching TV; upon seeing Uesugi Muneyuki, she immediately lit up like a kitten seeing its owner return home, and cried out crisply: "Mr. Uesugi!"

But when her gaze fell on Kashiwagi Jin, it became somewhat shy and complex; she remembered her sister saying he was a "reliable good man," but her sister's current situation made her resentful toward any man associated with her sister.

"Shishi, this is Inspector Kashiwagi, who is also here to care about your sister's condition." Uesugi Muneyuki introduced gently.

Under Kashiwagi Jin's efforts to appear friendly in his questioning, Shishi repeated what she knew——

Her sister worked at a bar, was controlled by the N Network, and endured that terrible night. Her account matched what she had told Uesugi Muneyuki before, but her eyes kept lingering more on Uesugi, seeking approval and security.

Kashiwagi Jin listened patiently, trying to find clues about that mysterious young man.

"Shishi, think again carefully—besides————people she met through work, at school or elsewhere, did she have any particularly close male friends? For example————classmates or the like?" Kashiwagi Jin naturally addressed Shishi directly; this matter-of-factness made the girl a bit uncomfortable, but Changnase Shishi currently lacks any ability to oppose, and just like her sister, besides her youthful, beautiful body, she doesn't even understand what she has.

Tilting her head to think, she actually doesn't know much about her sister's private life, but one name she remembers deeply: "Ah————my sister seems to have had a boyfriend. She mentioned it a few times; he was her senior from junior college, called————Sato Liang, reportedly now studying at Waseda University. She said he was very intelligent, full of ideas, unlike other men————he was a member of their school's Social Science Research Society."

"Boyfriend? Senior? Sato Liang?!"

This name exploded in Kashiwagi Jin's ears like a thunderclap!

He had always thought his bond with Alice transcended money, a pure white lotus unstained by the mire.

But now he suddenly realized Alice might have always had a "legitimate" boyfriend in her heart, one under the sun! What, then, was he, Kashiwagi Jin?

Was he merely a "reliable" man in her mouth, perhaps just used to gain security or resources————a "client"?

The immense embarrassment, shame, and feeling of being deceived instantly overwhelmed him.

His complexion turned extremely grim, his fists unconsciously clenching; all his previous worries and sorrows now seemed like a joke.

Boyfriend?! Official boyfriend?!

Guest?! Akimoto Daijin?!

Then what am I? What am I supposed to be?

His hair turned green, his nose turned red, and Kashiwagi Jin suddenly realized he was now an enemy of all of Gotham and Batman!

He hemmed and hawed for half a moment, yet couldn't utter a single word.

Meanwhile, Sakura, seeing this scene, almost laughed out loud subconsciously, but fortunately her composure was deep enough, she forced it back, and then hurriedly said she'd go get you guys ice cream and slipped away.

Shi Shi also felt embarrassed seeing this scene; she lowered her head, thinking her sister had plenty of guests, many of whom seriously wanted to date her, but the only one who didn't charge her was you, Mr. Kashiwagi—you are indeed special in my sister's heart, I swear!

But seeing Kashiwagi Jin's face alternating between green and white, she could only direct her pleading gaze toward Uesugi Muneyuki:

Mr. Uesugi, say something!

However, Uesugi Muneyuki's attention seemed to be elsewhere.

"Wait, wait! Kashiwagi, you told me before that the man who ran away from you looked like a young university student, right?"

"Uesugi, you mean?!" Kashiwagi Jin's pupils dilated.

"Don't jump to conclusions yet. If Sato Liang is truly Alice's boyfriend, his appearance near the hospital might suggest another, more complex explanation."

Uesugi Muneyuki's train of thought had already leapt beyond the entanglement of male-female emotions, pointing toward a darker, more logical possibility—this Sato Liang might not merely be Alice's boyfriend; he could very well be a driving force behind the events, a hidden current with a specific purpose.

Kashiwagi Jin froze, he looked at Uesugi Muneyuki and found the other's gaze deep as the sea, as if he had seen dimensions he had never imagined. The personal shame that had just filled his heart was instantly replaced by a far greater chill, one involving the core of the case.

Could it be?!

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