Chapter 909

PS：Yesterday I watched my brother get kicked to death 3-0 by BLG right before my eyes, Tenshi fainted on the spot, forgetting everything, even forgetting yesterday's match and yesterday's update~

PS2：When the sun rises, just forget about yesterday!

In the guest room of Kobe Port Ōkura Hotel, Uesugi Muneyuki sat on the sofa by the window, with a cup of tea gone cold in front of him.

Outside the window, the night view of Kobe Port lay quietly spread in the darkness, the Ferris wheel's colored lights blurred in the winter mist, turning into patches of color without boundaries.

He held his phone in his hand, the screen showing Kashiwagi Misa's number. His thumb hovered above the "call" button for a long time.

Beside him, Minami Ojou-sama had already turned into mosquito-repellent eyes; she persisted in Uesugi Muneyuki's embrace for twelve minutes before crying out "Ah, I'm dead" and passing out, not even having time to call for Eirina's help.

However, Eirina wasn't here either; at this moment she was investigating Yamada Rinka's social connections together with Kai Toru.

Uesugi Muneyuki's gaze shifted to Minami Ojou-sama's pair of white silk jade feet pressed tightly against the sides of his thighs; her pair of suspender white silk sakura-oiled long stockings, only size 33 white silk little feet, were placed neatly left and right on Uesugi Muneyuki's knees, toes pointing up, the thin heels of the satin-faced high heels protecting her white silk jade feet already stolen by Uesugi Muneyuki; Uesugi Muneyuki held one of Minami's pairs of white silk little feet with his big hand, gently kneading and playing, his fingers sinking into the softest part of the sole beneath the white silk, lightly scratching.

"No more, Muneyuki, I can't……protect the carriage, protect the carriage, Hikawa~, come quickly protect the carriage……" Minami Ojou-sama said half-unconsciously, making Uesugi Muneyuki chuckle; he leaned down and kissed her lips, then pulled out his Huawei 11 Proma phone and pressed down. The phone rang twice, then connected.

"Muneyuki?" Kashiwagi Misa's voice came from the earpiece, carrying a tone that only appeared when facing Uesugi Muneyuki, somewhat higher than usual, with a certain "you finally called me?" anticipation.

Kashiwagi Jin was not at home—Ichiran—he now rarely stayed at home.

At the moment she received Uesugi Muneyuki's call, her brain automatically completed a series of calculations: so late, he called me, he wants to see me, where is he now? In Kobe? No, he should be in Tokyo; if he weren't in Tokyo, how would he call me?

So is he back? He's back, so he called me?

She unconsciously stood up from the sofa, bare feet stepping on the floor, walked to the bedroom drawer, and opened the drawer specially for storing stockings. Black, flesh-colored, gray, navy blue, lace-edged, seamless, suspender, long tube, full-length, matte, pearl luster, oily luster, jacquard, pearl chain, four-sided hollow polka dots?

Kashiwagi Misa's fingers flew through the drawer, her eyes fixed on the phone screen, the corner of her mouth holding an unstoppable arc.

"Misa, I need your help." Uesugi Muneyuki's voice lacked the warmth she expected.

Kashiwagi Misa's fingers stopped on a pair of black ultra-thin oil-shiny open-crotch full-length stockings with rubber bands; she pressed her lips together, unable to hide her emotional disappointment, yet still said: "Help? Help with what?"

"I need Kashiwagi Jin. The Kobe case, I've hit some bottlenecks. His reasoning style might suit the current situation better than mine. Can you help me contact him?"

Kashiwagi Misa's fingers moved away from that pair of black stockings.

She slowly pushed the drawer back in, closing it.

Kashiwagi Jin.

Why is Muneyuki bringing this up now?

"Why don't you call Jin yourself?" Kashiwagi Misa's voice turned "self-mocking."

"Because I think it's more appropriate for you, Misa, to contact him." Uesugi Muneyuki said half-smiling: "And, with this layer, Old Jin won't……"

Exactly!

Kashiwagi Misa's eyes lit up, thinking: How did I not think of that?

Wouldn't this be more convenient later?

I can become the linker between Muneyuki and Jin! And this way, the two of us will also be more convenient……

The former Face of the Metropolitan Police Department shifted from "self-mocking" to a more complex, mixed realization of "I can help him" and "Ah, I see"—"Wait a moment. I'll call him right away."

Kashiwagi Misa hung up the phone, stood in front of the wardrobe for a few seconds.

She lowered her head to look at her sweatshirt, then at her fleece slippers on her feet, then at the closed drawer, smiled slightly, then took out her phone.

"Hello, Misa? It's so late, what's going on?" Kashiwagi Jin answered the phone with a somewhat tired voice, while Kashiwagi Misa faintly heard a female voice beside him.

Jin has a woman outside, Kashiwagi Misa has already vaguely sensed it; after all, Old Jin is never home all day, even if he's really stupid she has some inkling, but she and Old Jin have reached an unhealthy yet stable tacit understanding on this matter, after all she herself has also had something happen with Uesugi Muneyuki, the two of them in this marriage each have their own secrets, neither owes the other.

"Uesugi Muneyuki is looking for you. He's in Kobe, the Kobe dahlias case, needs your help." Kashiwagi Misa said softly. Kashiwagi Jin leaned against the headboard of Nagase Arisu's bed, one hand holding the phone, the other rubbing his eyes.

His hair was messy, the collar of his pajamas open, revealing his collarbone and a small patch of chest skin; Nagase Arisu lay beside him, wrapped herself in the blanket into a roll.

"Uesugi Muneyuki? He's looking for me? With his personality, would he look for me?" Kashiwagi Jin's voice carried a kind of "the sun rising from the west" mockery: "This can't be real? That proud guy of his……"

"He said your reasoning style might suit the current situation better than his." Kashiwagi Misa knew her husband too well, she said in a low voice: "Uesugi feels a bit embarrassed, so he contacted me through Chief Minami's channel, he said, only you will do! He needs your help!"

Kashiwagi Jin shot up from the bed instantly!

Like a spring compressed for a long time suddenly released, his eyes lit up in the darkness.

Uesugi begged me!

Hehehe!

Uesugi, you also have times when you can't?

Hmm, Uesugi begged me!

I got it!

Good good good good good, you also have this day, Uesugi! You also have days when you encounter difficult cases?

Don't be afraid! Uesugi, I'm coming on my horse!

The two of us brothers joining forces, Sugi and Kashiwagi united, what case can't be broken, who in the world can stand against us?

Metropolitan Police Department Absolute Dual Pride, activate! ！！！

"He said it himself? He said my reasoning style suits him better than his?"

"He said it himself."

Kashiwagi Jin threw off the blanket, bare feet stepping on the floor, walked to the window, pulled open the curtain.

Kobe case, black dahlias, Souda Sosuke arrested, Kansai police cross-jurisdiction arrests, East Army West Army chasing on the highway, all of Japan watching the live stream.

Now, it's my turn to appear!

"Tell him, I'll come tomorrow morning. No, tonight, I'm coming now. Misa, tell him, just say I, Kashiwagi Jin, said, the Kobe case, I take it!"

The phone hung up.

Kashiwagi Misa listened to the busy tone on the phone, the corner of her mouth shifting from "self-mocking" to "satisfied."

She put the phone on the living room coffee table, sat in the living room for a while, then picked up her phone and sent a message to Uesugi Muneyuki: "He agreed. He'll come tomorrow morning."

Uesugi Muneyuki replied: "Very good, you also come along, Kashiwagi Jin is external personnel without cross-area permission."

Kashiwagi Misa excitedly pressed the phone to her chest.

She found the location!

Uesugi Muneyuki needs her husband! Uesugi Muneyuki needs her to be that bridge! Uesugi Muneyuki and Kashiwagi Jin need a connection point! She is the pier of this bridge, the key to this lock, the handle of this door!

On the other side, Uesugi Muneyuki also changed Kashiwagi Jin's note to "AAA Nationwide Flyable Old Ren," and nodded.

He needs to rest for a while.

Kobe.

The interrogation room of the Hyogo Prefectural Police Headquarters is on Underground Level Two.

The hallway is very long, the fluorescent lamps are very white, white to the point of being blinding.

The walls are gray, the floor is gray, even the air is gray.

The interrogation room has no windows, only one iron door, the door has no handle, Souda Sosuke sits in the chair at the exact center of the room, the chair is an iron chair fixed to the floor, the armrests have handcuffs, the chair legs have leg irons.

He is handcuffed, the reflective metal gleams painfully bright under the harsh white light.

He doesn't know what time it is now. His watch was taken away, his phone was taken away, anything that could tell him the time was taken away. The interrogators changed several times.

The first was a middle-aged police inspector, with a heavy Kansai accent, asking him: "What is your relationship with Yamada Rinka?"

Souda Sosuke answered: "Friends."

The inspector laughed, slammed the table hard: "Friends? Friends give you tens of millions? You think I'm an idiot?"

Souda Sosuke didn't answer, the other party yelled at him for a long time, seeing he wouldn't speak, so they switched.

The second police officer arrived, somewhat younger, with a gentler tone.

He asked him: "What did you go to her house to do that day?"

Souda Sosuke answered: "Borrow money."

"Borrow money? Your annual salary is 100 million yen, right? You need to borrow money from her?"

"Because of the recent situation, I need some cash on hand." Souda Sosuke said, then remained silent.

Silence in the interrogation room was like a wall, growing higher and higher.

The third interrogator was changed to an elderly and kind police officer, speaking gently: "Souda, we know your situation, you are a public figure, and you've encountered this kind of thing, everyone understands, so this: you confess, if you confess we can help you seek a reduced sentence, the children haven't been found yet, four children. Do you really want the citizens of Kobe to live in fear every day?"

"I didn't kill anyone, why should I confess?" Souda Sosuke only said that, and then remained silent throughout.

The pressure from the outside world weighed on the Hyogo Prefectural Police Headquarters like a mountain.

The Kobe City Council gave a final deadline of seventy-two hours.

If the case isn't solved within seventy-two hours, the City Council will initiate a vote of no confidence procedure.

The Orix Group's phone calls come every few hours, the wording grows increasingly impolite, from "We hope the police can solve the case as soon as possible" to "Are you guys capable or not?"

News media helicopters still circle in the sky, reporters block the police headquarters' main gate, every officer entering or leaving is shoved a microphone in the face and asked: "Any progress?" "Did Souda confess?" "Have the four children been found?"

Ikematsu Toshiaki paced back and forth in his own office, the ashtray full of cigarette butts.

He turned off the television, turned off the phone, couldn't turn off the world outside that door.

His subordinates were wearing down Souda Sosuke in the interrogation room, he too was being worn down by this case.

Time is not on his side.

"Let him have a meal first." Seeing Souda Sosuke refuse food and drink, he wearily waved his hand, but said with a sinister smile.

The interrogator went out. After a while came back, followed by a young police officer.

The young officer held a tray, on the tray was a bowl of rice, goose leg rice.

"This is goose leg rice, eat first." The interrogator placed the goose leg in front of Souda Sosuke: "Souda-san, think carefully. You are a professional athlete, annual salary over 100 million, you have parents, you have family, you have fans. If you don't confess, all this is gone. If you confess, we can help you. Get a lighter sentence, a few years and you'll be out. You can still play ball, still earn money, still live a normal person's life. You are not a murderer, you made a mistake. Mistake and murder are two different things legally. Do you understand?"

Souda Sosuke said nothing, he just pulled apart his chopsticks, but after eating just a few bites, he felt something was off: "Is this goose leg? Is this duck leg?"

"We are professional police, we say this is goose leg, so it is goose leg, how come, you don't even believe this police officer who graduated from Osaka University?" The interrogator said coldly.

……Why is this leg green inside?" Souda Sosuke bit a mouthful, realized what this group of Kansai people wanted to do.

"Oh, this, this is the vegetable juice used to marinate the goose leg, pure natural pollution-free, how could we joke about your health?" The interrogator coldly smiled: "Eat first, we'll give you some time to think properly, we only have seventy-two hours. After seventy-two hours, if the case isn't solved, we won't feel good. You won't feel good either. By then, it won't be like this sitting and talking."

Souda Sosuke swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forcibly holding back tears and pain, and the strange taste in his mouth, swallowed down the meat he didn't know was goose leg or duck leg.

Now all his hope is Uesugi Muneyuki, this person who made him hate, destroyed his family, and framed him with a baseless crime, the Sakurada Gate Lewd Devil, now became his only hope.

Uesugi save me!!!

As long as you save me, I don't care what happens between you and Higashitani later! I'll raise your children!!!!

I swear by the Eight Million Gods of Heaven, if I break this oath, I will suffer in this life and face retribution in the next!!!!