Chapter 992

Sawajiri Erika and Park Yoo-chun were taken away by the police.

But Hand of God continued filming.

Mai Xuejie at the scene was even a bit dazed, thinking: Uesugi Muneyuki didn't even give me a heads-up about this!

The junior student is becoming more and more disobedient!

Just wait for me to drill into you hard!

The studio fell into a long, mysterious silence lasting tens of seconds.

And when everyone confirmed that Uesugi Muneyuki would not be releasing a new list, all sounds erupted simultaneously at that moment—Fuji TV staff were frantically shouting into their walkie-talkies, audience screams and chatter, cameramen calling out to confirm footage, and informants running down the hallway with footsteps.

The entire Hand of God filming set turned into a Vietnamese rainforest! Various Vietnamese phrases burst out from every crack!

Hisaka Akiko stood in the host's position, hands braced on the desk, her knuckles turning white.

In her earpiece, Abiru Bureau Chief's voice came like a machine gun: "Akiko! Stay calm! Don't move! Keep your expression!

The camera is still on you! We're still filming! That segment has already aired—now we're switching the signal back to the studio—

You can say whatever you want next, but for heaven's sake, don't say the wrong thing—"Quick, just casually summarize, cut to ad! Cut to ad!"

Hisaka Akiko took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and spoke in a strange tone that seemed to hold back tears: "Ladies and gentlemen viewers————we just————we saw————two famous celebrities undergoing investigation regarding narcotics control. Our station is continuing to follow this matter————please stay tuned for subsequent reports————

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After she finished speaking, the director in her earpiece shouted: "Good! Cut to ad! "

Fuji TV's screen immediately turned into an advertisement.

"Inheriting top-tier i16 craftsmanship, carving smoothness and strength into every inch of golden radiance!"

"A fine pen, crafted with care—not every pen is called a jetty ox pen."

"Korean craftsmanship from the Korean Peninsula, jetty ox pen!"

Finally into the ad, Hisaka Akiko slumped back in her chair as if her bones had been sucked out.

She quickly turned her head, gave Uesugi Muneyuki a look like she was seeing an alien, her lips moved, and finally she pitifully said to Uesugi Muneyuki: "Spare me! Uesugi-san!

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Uesugi Muneyuki just smiled and didn't answer her. He was walking toward the hallway, with Shirakawa Mai following behind him, her steps calm, as if she were just accompanying him to lunch.

But the people at the scene wouldn't let them leave so easily.

Sawajiri Erika's agent, a short, plump man in his early forties wearing a dark blue suit, burst out from the side rear, his flesh trembling slightly as he ran, blocking the path between Uesugi Muneyuki and the hallway door, furious: "Uesugi!

kisama!!! You damn well stop! What gives you the right to arrest people? You're a forensic pathologist! You're not even a police officer—you don't even have search authority!

What qualifications do you have to publicly name my artist on live broadcast?

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Before his voice faded, another figure came from the opposite side of the audience, sliding horizontally to stand before Uesugi Muneyuki—it was Park Yoo-chun's agent!

He was taller and slimmer, his face now as white as paper: "I am the agent of Mr. Park Yoo-chun! You————what did you do to my artist? Where is your evidence of drug involvement? You have no legal basis based on reasonable suspicion! This is defamation! International defamation! He's Korean! You must consider the diplomatic consequences!

The two stood one on the left, one on the right, blocking Uesugi Muneyuki's path like two moving walls.

Uesugi Muneyuki stopped walking.

He tilted his head to look at the short, plump man on the left, then at the tall, slim man on the right, then slightly turned sideways and gestured behind him with a "please" hand motion.

You want an imperial decree? Come on, I'll have someone write it up for them right now.

The Ministry of Health Narcotics Control Officer appears!

This middle-aged man walked briskly forward, still holding that file folder. He cleared his throat and said in a professional, unhurried tone: "Are you Ms. Sawajiri's agent? I am Yamazaki from the Narcotics Control Division of the Ministry of Health and Welfare. Regarding the investigation of your artist, it is based on continuous recent collection of data concerning Ms. Sawajiri's abnormal behavior, special fund transfers, and abnormal medical waste testing—we have the right to question, and we have the right to enforce control.

In an unhurried tone he said: "Shibusawa-san's Agent? I am Yamazaki of the Ministry of Health Narcotics Control Division. Regarding the investigation of your Entertainer, it is based on recent continuous collection regarding Shibusawa-san's abnormal Behavior, special remittances and abnormal medical Trash Examination; we have the right to question, and also the right to implement Drug Enforcement."

After speaking, he stepped sideways.

The Metropolitan Police Department police appear—a police inspector advanced half a step and responded in a steady, official tone: "Regarding evidence collection, we have extracted relevant physical evidence from two related locations, currently under analysis. We have already applied to the court for a search warrant, and under the necessary search warrant authorization, the legality of the evidence will not be problematic."

Metropolitan Police Department Police appear; one Assistant Police Inspector steps forward half a pace, continuing in a Stable, Official Duty tone: "Regarding the Evidence Collection Procedure, we extracted relevant Physical Evidence from two Connection locations, currently under Appraisal; we have already applied to the Hōtei for a Search Warrant, and under the necessary Investigation Order the legality of the Evidence will have no problem whatsoever."

Next is a prosecutor from the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office Special Investigation Unit.

This absolutely elite graduate of Chuo University slightly nodded, his voice neither high nor low, very polite but firm: "Prosecution proceedings have not yet been initiated, but based on the directional nature of the current evidence, we have reasonable grounds to conduct further investigation. Whether or not to proceed with public prosecution depends on the test results. As for whether we have the authority—excuse me, we are the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office Special Investigation Unit, of course we do."

This Chuo University Graduate absolute elite nods slightly, voice neither high nor low, extremely polite but firm: "Investigation Procedure has not yet been initiated, but based on the Directionality of existing Evidence we have Reasonable grounds to conduct further investigation. Regarding Investigation Continuation, it depends on the Test Results. As for Investigation Authority Clarification — excuse me, we are the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office Special Investigation Unit; of course we have the authority."

Like three iron curtains rising in succession, they blocked the agents' questioning from outside.

These three guys are still————so excited!

This is merit! A great merit!! tooth sound!!!!

Uesugi Chief! We people are like stars and the moon, orbiting you like the sun, sharing in your merit!

As long as you give one command, we will immediately uphold you as the new Han Dynasty Emperor!

In the studio, those staff and audience members, several of them couldn't help but let out laughter leaking from their noses.

Nagano Hiroshi quickly turned his head and used coughing to cover it, Kiyoshi Ryo covered his mouth with his hand, and Shōfukutei Tsurube simply turned away pretending to look for something, his shoulders twitching.

The two agents' faces shifted from angry white to embarrassed and angry purple-red.

The short, plump man's lips twitched, as if wanting to retort, but he couldn't say anything—each step of jurisdictional clarity was so clear it left no room for argument.

The tall, slim man opened his mouth, then closed it, finally just clenching his fists.

Uesugi Muneyuki nodded seriously: "So you see, questioning has its department, evidence collection has its department, prosecution has its department. I'm just responsible for giving them a heads-up."

"As for whether they actually used illegal drugs, don't ask me! It's not like I'm the one using them!"

He walked around the two agents frozen in place, heading toward the hallway door.

Mai Xuejie followed behind him, and as she passed the two agents, the corner of her mouth seemed to twitch slightly, but the movement was too small for anyone to notice.

The two agents stood in place, staring at each other.

The short, plump man reacted first, violently pulling out his phone: "Hello! President! Big trouble—

The short, fat man reacted first, suddenly pulling out his mobile phone: "CEO Call! Something big has happened—"

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"Record it! Record it! Quickly record all of it aaaaaaaah!" Abiru Kazuhiko roared in the backstage area like a man possessed: "Today's viewership record, we've got it in the bag!!!!!!"

Fuji TV, President's Office.

Kameyama Chihiro sat in the black leather chair of the President's Office, the LCD television screen before him replaying that segment of live broadcast footage just now — Uesugi Muneyuki pointing at Sawajiri Erika, Sawajiri's fierce rebuttal, the entire process of the six investigators entering the scene.

"Ah-ha~"

"Give, me, the, book!"

"You can't take my candle and then Kameyama you old dog immediately picked up the internal line telephone and dialed a number.

"Issue an official statement immediately." He waved his fist: "The wording must be ambiguous — just say Fuji TV has always adhered to correct value orientation, supports law enforcement agencies performing their duties according to law. Don't mention Uesugi Muneyuki's name, and don't say whether we knew beforehand or didn't know. Let the audience guess for themselves.

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The person on the phone asked: "Then the subsequent recording of 'Hand of God' ————

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"Continue recording. This episode's content is too explosive, can't even edit it. Broadcast it completely uncut, ratings guaranteed at least 35%." Kameyama's voice trembled with excitement, like he'd seized the TI Champion title: "And the subsequent ripple effects — Sawajiri's fans, the opposition, the onlookers, and those media outlets always staring at entertainment industry scandals, everyone will be staring at our station. Whether it's a blood-soaked steamed bun or whatever, this heat Fuji TV is eating for sure. Not the first time we've done this kind of thing.

, he hung up the phone, leaned back against the chair back, looking at the sky outside the window over Tokyo, the corner of his mouth curling upward slightly.

"With fresh blood and dark shadows, let us forge the contract!!!"

One episode airing might trigger massive backlash, talent agency complaints, fan protests, even possible legal litigation, but those are all matters for the future to consider. Right now he only needed to confirm one thing: the gaze of all Japan, for at least the next forty-eight hours, would be firmly locked onto Fuji TV.

"NHK's end has come!" Kameyama Chihiro stood in the President's Office, stretching both arms toward the sun.

So hot, even better than the Battle of Yiling fire!

Praise the Sun!

At the same time, Abe Entertainment's President's Office and C-Jes Entertainment's Korean headquarters almost simultaneously received emergency reports from agents.

The report from the phone plunged both offices into a brief, deathly silence, then erupted into the same furious, nearly ceiling-lifting roars.

Abe Entertainment's President then grabbed the desk telephone, super furious raging: "Contact Fuji TV immediately! Ask them what exactly they mean! And the Metropolitan Police Department — who approved this? Who signed off? A forensic pathologist directly identifying an entertainer? Is this reasonable law enforcement procedure? I'll file a complaint! To the Broadcast Ethics Committee! To the Agency for Cultural Affairs! To every place that can accept a complaint!

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C-Jes Entertainment's Korean headquarters side, a senior executive roared into the phone in Korean: "Park Yoo-chun is our Republic of Korea's entertainer! Asian Heavenly King! How dare they??? In a live broadcast??? Before a nationwide audience — this is defamation! This is an intentional conspiracy! Contact the Japanese Korean Embassy! Contact the Ministry of Foreign Affairs! Have the legal team on that side prepare prosecution! Uesugi Muneyuki, do you intend to oppose our 80 million Koreans and ancient nation of 9000 years history?

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The two companies' complaint calls surged toward Fuji TV's switchboard and the Metropolitan Police Department's public hotline like a tide.

In the next half hour the operators received a call volume more than ten times a normal weekday, mostly from angry fans — especially Park Yoo-chun's fangirls, Cassiopeia's international long-distance calls from all over Japan and South Korea coming like snowflakes!

Some crying on the phone, some cursing on the phone, some threatening on the phone "If anything happens to my bias I'll blockade the Metropolitan Police Department entrance".

This is a, war!

And at this very moment, Superintendent General's Office.

Kamishiro Soukan was still leaning comfortably in the soft Director General's chair, drinking tea contentedly.

With Uesugi here, I have no worries!

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