Chapter 662

"It's all right, A-shu, it's all right." Minami Ojou-sama tightly embraced Asuka, she glanced with lingering fear at Uesugi Muneyuki's silent back, Minami had an inexplicable confidence in her husband, she believed Uesugi must have already made arrangements, but———Minami still felt a shudder of heart-stopping dread, speechless and choked.

"Wuuu~ Minami-sister, Mikoto, and that tall, fat woman, I'm so scared, I'm really so scared! They not only kept calling me Yan Ni, Dong Niya in front of me, but also took off their pants———" Asuka's cute little face cried tearfully, she rubbed her eyes hard.

"Confirmed, no one else, these two people were passionately beating each other, most likely what Miss Saito said, because———attempted violation caused internal conflict, leading to mutual gunfire and mutual beating." Shirotori Keibu reported to Minami Ojou-sama after confirming the scene: "It's———probably need to go back and make a statement."

"We'll talk about that later." Minami Ojou-sama said, but she glanced at the continuously silent Uesugi Muneyuki, her husband's profound and solid silhouette flickering in the black night: "Muneyuki?"

"Mikoto-nee, you and Eirina take Asuka home first." Uesugi Muneyuki remained silent for a long time, then spoke in a low voice: "You've suffered, Asuka Sauce, go take a bath and rest well, Minami, Okada, Nango, come here for a moment."

"Help me check, those two Wisteria Cape Brothers guys, their recent purchase records and accounts———" Uesugi Muneyuki's mind was increasingly conjuring a terrifying possibility.

If it's true———

Late night, Metropolitan Police Department Special Mission System Office.

The subsequent investigation continued, the Wisteria Cape Brothers were urgently sent to hospital after severe injuries, these two were gravely wounded.

It's obvious Village Flower Palace didn't properly understand Uesugi Muneyuki's meaning, she thought they needed to leave a survivor, but if it was Uesugi Muneyuki handling it, he would have already arranged for these two guys to depart.

But that doesn't matter, what matters is the terrifying thing Uesugi Muneyuki suddenly thought of.

"Found it, Chief, Management Officer." After waiting a while, Okada Masayoshi held a stack of documents: "Really, always having me beg Section Two———"

"Your father is the Vice Minister of Finance! Ministry of Finance Official, Vice Minister of Accounts, if not you, who else?" Nango Yui half-smiled: "Really, never mind anything else, even if my father is the Managing Director of Mitsubishi UFJ Bank, in front of Okada Vice Minister of Accounts he's still just———"

"All right, all right, don't mention him." Okada Masayoshi's face fell at once, after the previous incident, his relationship with his father had eased, but as the relationship eased, various matchmaking and social activities came flooding in, annoying Okada no end, and this was already Okada Masahide seeing his son had some career success, greatly reducing the frequency leading to this.

Recently Okada Masayoshi went on another date with a girl named Koizumi Eiko, the opposite was practically a perfect-mannered fake person, leaving Okada utterly at a loss for words.

"All right, let's get to the point." Uesugi Muneyuki had no mood to joke, he gestured for Okada to get to the point.

"Well, we found that most of the funds in the Wisteria Cape Brothers' daily consumption accounts came from a shell company in Kanagawa Prefecture, the shell company's incoming clients came from the overseas Pacific Consulting Company, and the Pacific Consulting Company's funds came from an offshore fund registered in the Cayman Islands, the Hope Foundation," as for after that———we also couldn't trace it." Okada placed the documents in front of Uesugi Muneyuki and the others.

And when hearing "Hope Foundation," Uesugi Muneyuki closed his eyes.

Understood, completely understood.

In that case, everything made sense.

Where did it make sense?

It made sense in cultivating controllable opposition, it made sense in cultivating a group just right to expose all truths yet also make the populace strongly resent the "Restoration Army," thereby further strengthening the governing legitimacy of the existing Oowada Cabinet!

If everyone still remembers, the case involving Okada Masayoshi and Yamaguchi Maho, and the aftermath of Imazaki's Manager and others, was this Hope Foundation! That is to say, it itself was acting as overseas multiple protection for Diet members, then providing domestic funds to stir up trouble!

Not just funding the entertainment industry, but also funding this group of far-left organizations!

How ridiculous! The Restoration Army's biggest funding source, besides Osumikawa Minoru's 3N compensation, was actually a foundation set up overseas by the ruling party Diet members who are vested interests!

The biggest financier of revolutionary fighters is————Japan's largest politico-business conglomerate!

Rightists intentionally cultivated a group of extreme leftists, to make themselves appear sufficiently moderate, sufficiently reasonable and lawful, yet everyone fell for their trick!

The Oowada Cabinet even temporarily stabilized its ruling position because of this case, after all everything must yield to "national security"!

Only as the party involved, also possessing the Dead Soul Contract ability, and moreover perceiving the entire system's inner workings, did I feel something was off!

Why were the Sakikawa Restoration Army's actions always so precise? Why were they always able to correctly expose the system's darkness, but upon actual contact discovered they were several heaven-defying? Why could their actions be so tightly coordinated and targets so precise, yet in the kidnapping of Asuka they went completely off course?

Because there's an insider!

Someone is manipulating all this from behind!

Furthermore, considering who served as Secretary General in the previous Party Three Roles, in Uesugi Muneyuki's mind, a pitch-black iron curtain was gradually descending.

Indeed, the enemy is in Nagatacho! The enemy is in the National Diet Building!

"If the people here rot a bit, the whole country rots a slice. If you're all rotten, then nationwide uprisings will spring up, think of the scene of Emperor Chongzhen hanging himself on Coal Mountain, that old crooked-neck tree is still there!"

On the other side, the few in the Special Mission Unit also came to their senses, especially Okada Masayoshi, who had experienced being framed himself, hearing Uesugi Muneyuki say a few words, was stunned: "If that's the case———the significance of these people's existence is———to counterfeit the legitimacy of the current system?"

"Besides that, there's another purpose." Uesugi Minami also fully understood, Minami gritted her teeth in anger, thinking these lunatics almost cost me a great general:"Through this method, a hundred flowers bloom, a hundred schools contend, then lure the snake out of its hole to catch them all! Just like the Wisteria Cape Brothers! And those leftist members in the major universities!"

"Hmph." Minami let out a cold snort from her nose, her eyes flashed with chilling light, like stars in a winter night:"Excellent scheme."

"Yeah, Kyoto University indeed has a similar atmosphere, a group of young students with vigorous blood and energy, naturally will————well, anyway, that's just how it is." Nango Yui sighed, Japanese universities are old leftist strongholds, especially Kyoto University this kind of place.

"Besides that, there's an important purpose, which is to occupy this ecological niche." Uesugi Muneyuki said coldly:"Do you know why Russia, after dissolving, still wanted to keep Kang?"

"It's to let our Sugihara Chairman surrender, surrender to the oligarchs, surrender to Hilavik, surrender to Holy Rus', surrender to Russiagate, surrender to the Orthodox Church, surrender to the Skinhead Party, surrender to the Chechen Heart, as long as he firmly, in his official chairman's identity, meets one surrender after another, then Russia will never again produce another Kang."

"Now when Russians see Sugihara Chairman, their first reaction is to hurriedly pinch their noses."

"————————" Everyone fell silent.

This is a yang plot!

"Then, what should we do now?" Nango Yui fell silent for a moment, could only continue asking:"Continue investigating, or———just call it quits?"

"At this point, our actions have already completely conformed to the expectations of the existing order, the Wisteria Cape Brothers' capture will not only cause public outrage, but will also focus national attention on counter-terrorism, cabinet support rates will not fall but rise———" Minami Ojou-sama coldly laughed:"You understand."

"Then the Public Security of the National Police Agency will take over, their taking over is also reasonable and lawful, the Wisteria Cape Brothers will become sacrifices———our actions will probably soon be called off, frankly speaking, we Special Mission Unit are part of the Criminal Investigation Department, indeed we originally had no qualification to participate in these extremist organizations and national security matters." Nango Yui shrugged:"We're just a bunch of senior civil servants."

"Been used as a gun, huh." Uesugi Muneyuki couldn't help but sneer:"Splendid, Subarashi~Red Bean Paste Subarashi~"

，Everyone fell silent, faces all showing unwillingness.

"All right, let's leave this matter here for now, no matter what, Asuka has already been saved, the killers of the former minister and Diet minister, Kurashi and the Wisteria Cape Brothers, have already been apprehended, at least on the surface this is another major victory and merit for our Special Mission Unit, for us now this also counts as knowing when to stop." Uesugi Muneyuki said calmly:"Everyone also don't dwell on it in your hearts, we've already done our utmost."

Everyone nodded in turn, at this point we couldn't help but stop, at least on the surface they had already won completely.

Just still a bit unwilling.

And Uesugi Muneyuki at this moment had already turned his gaze toward the black night beyond Sakuradamon.

What a dark night———truly so dark in the same piece of bleak night rain, in a certain room of an old apartment complex in a certain ward of Tokyo, the atmosphere had dropped to freezing point.

Sato Liang, a fourth-year student in the Faculty of Social Sciences at Waseda University, at this moment had completely lost his usual calm and grasp of wisdom.

He paced like a trapped beast in the cramped room piled with books and electronic equipment, the laptop screen continuously refreshed with news pushes and the dead silent interface of the encrypted communication message board.

"Kurashi arrested———Wisteria Cape Brothers out of contact, last signal lost in Kanagawa———Saito Asuka escaped, scene found intense firefight and brotherly wound traces———How is this possible!!"

Each piece of news felt like a heavy hammer, striking him dizzy and blurred vision.

Kurashi was an important force executor and fund source (despite him despising his "bad lineage"), the Wisteria Cape Brothers were loyal and fearless of death blades, Saito Asuka was the key step's "symbolic target"———in one night, nearly total annihilation!

The organization's armed strength and early accumulated deterrence power, suffered a devastating blow. More terrifyingly, Fuj——————————————————————

Wisteria Cape Brothers, if they even opened their mouths—

Cold sweat soaked his back.

He repeatedly checked his digital traces, switched aliases, cleared temporary files, confirmed he had told no one the location of this backup safe house, and knew only a handful of core contacts were aware of the communication method. It should—still not have been exposed.

The rain outside pattered against the window, striking the glass and also striking his taut nerves.

Each raindrop sounded like a countdown, or like some ominous whisper. The room held only the low hum of the computer fan and his own heavy breathing.

Anxiety, fear, and the crushing disappointment of a plan collapsing nearly consumed him. He began frantically devising backup plans, relocating, destroying evidence, even considering temporary hibernation—

"Thud, thud, thud."

Not light nor heavy, with extreme regularity, three knocks on the door rang out abruptly, cutting through the rain, clearly reaching Sato Liang's ears.

His blood seemed to freeze instantly! His steps halted violently, pupils contracting to pinpricks.

This time? This place? Who would come?!

The landlord? Impossible, rent was prepaid in cash.

A neighbor? Even more impossible, he kept to himself.

Could it be—police?!

No, not right.

If it were Brother Jing conducting a large-scale arrest, he wouldn't knock so politely; he'd have broken in already.

Was it one of the Wisteria Cape Brothers who escaped? Or—someone else?

He held his breath, tiptoed to the back of the door, and peered out through the cat's eye on the old door panel.

The voice-activated lights in the hallway seemed broken, pitch dark. Only the blurred, distorted light and shadow from streetlights outside, filtered through the rain curtain, entered.

A figure stood silently outside the door, upright, wearing a dark three-piece suit, the rain pouring hard, yet not a speck of dust on his shoulders.

Because of the backlight, his face was indistinct, only a stern outline visible.

But the aura emanating from that figure made Sato Liang feel a bone-deep chill—not from rashness or urgency, but an absolute, icy calm, as if the nocturnal visitor were merely strolling by.

The knocking did not resume; the person outside seemed extremely patient.

Sato Liang's heart pounded wildly, nearly bursting his chest. His brain raced: flee? The back window was on the second floor, below was concrete, the rainy night slick—fight? He had only a self-defense short knife at hand; if the other dared come alone, he must be prepared—pretend not to be in? Since the other could find this place, he likely already confirmed—

As he wrestled with himself, cold sweat streaming, the calm voice from outside, seeming to carry the damp chill of night rain, came through clearly, not loud, yet each word like an ice pick: "Hello, Mr. Slope Origin?"

"Slope Origin"—Slope Origin Ryoma! Codename in the Sakikawa Restoration Army's dark web!

The last sliver of wishful thinking was utterly shattered.

A massive shock and a terror of being completely seen through, with nowhere to hide, seized Sato Liang instantly.

The other had not only found him, but also knew one of his deepest secrets!

He leaned against the cold door panel, slid to the floor, face ashen as paper.

After a few seconds, he trembled as he reached for the door lock.

Resistance was now meaningless; he only wanted to know who this man, descending like a ghost in the rainy night, truly was, and what he wanted.

The door lock emitted a soft "click," especially clear in the silent rainy night.

The door slowly opened inward.

"What?! Is it you?!"

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