People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

Tokyo Haneda Airport.

Fang Zuo walked into the departure hall.

I looked around but didn't see any sign of Hebei Caiying.

I opened my phone and saw that she had sent me a message.

【Well...I'm at the airport.】

Today is the day we two agreed to go to Shikoku.

After Ayaka Kawakita awakened the third tail, she received some information from the remaining soul of the Nine-Tailed Fox.

I have a 'home' in Shikoku.

To be precise, it was the earliest settlement of the tribes separated from Qingqiu in ancient times.

There seemed to be some information there about 'that person' that Fang Zuo wanted to know.

Hebei Cai knew that Fang Zuo was concerned about this matter, so she told him immediately.

Fang Zuo glanced around the airport departure hall, but still couldn't see Hebei Caiying.

When he expanded his spiritual sense slightly, he discovered a small figure squatting in the corner of the departure hall.

With her head lowered, she was taking off her stockings with her hands.

"What are you doing?" Fang Zuo walked over and asked with a raised eyebrow.

Hebei Cai raised her head and said aggrievedly: "My feet hurt so much, I want to take them off."

Her delicate and bright little face was lightly made up and had strawberry red lipstick on it.

Her big eyes blinked and she bit her lower lip: "I will never wear high heels again. I can't even walk. It's harder than pulling a cart. I will never wear them again..."

Fang Zuo squatted down and looked down.

A pair of white and soft little feet were worn in gray transparent rhinestone stockings and a pair of rhinestone high heels.

The instep is straight and smooth, and the heel slightly pushes the stockings open, revealing a little bit of rosy soles.

It looks extremely refined and elegant.

Maybe because the feet are too soft and tender, and after wearing high heels for a long time, the skin under the stockings is slightly red, making it look more seductive.

Her feet were really too small and not the right size at all.

After stepping in completely, there is still a small space behind the heel.

She looks like a little girl who just started middle school and is secretly wearing her mother's high heels.

"I hate high heels." Hebei Caiying looked at Fang Zuo pitifully and opened her arms for the first time, wanting Fang Zuo's hug.

"Then why did you wear it again?" Fang Zuo picked her up and sat on the chair next to her.

Gently rub her little feet.

It feels silky smooth to the touch, and your fingers sink lightly into the soft skin.

It looks just like the arm of a chubby white baby, and a little force will leave a few fingerprints.

"But it's very beautiful." Hebei Cai's little face huddled in Fang Zuo's arms, and she whispered, "I like to watch it. Do you like to watch it?"

Fang Zuo did not answer, but slowly kneaded the pair of small feet that felt amazing.

The men passing by stopped and were attracted by the pair of small feet.

Even though the owner of these small feet buried her face deeply in the man's arms.

Although these small feet are wrapped in stockings, the skin underneath cannot be seen clearly.

But it was small and exquisite, just the size of a hand, wrapped, kneaded, and changed shape in the man's palm.

They all swallowed their saliva at the sight, not to mention the envious looks.

"Are you feeling better?" Fang Zuo asked.

"Ah."

"Let's go, let's go through security and get on the plane." Fang Zuo picked up Hebei Cai's small body.

One hand supported her back, and the other big hand supported her two small feet in gray stockings, kneading them from time to time.

"You...you haven't said whether you like to watch it or not." Ayaka Kawakita's small voice came.

"I like it." Fang Zuo nodded. "When I get back, I'll build a shoe factory for you and make shoes just for you."

"No." Hebei Caiyi shook her head. "High heels are so hard to wear. Besides, when I walk over, a lot of people look at me and stare at my feet."

"Because they think it looks good." Fang Zuo scratched the soft arch of the little foot in his hand.

"Itchy..." Hebei Cai's legs shrank slightly: "But I don't want to show it to them, I just want to show it to you."

"Fang Zuo." Without waiting for the man to answer, Hebei Caiying said again.

"Ok?"

"This is my first time on a plane."

"Really? Scared?"

"No, I'm not afraid with you by my side."

"Then what are you worried about?"

"What if it crashes..."

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"what?"

Kaedeka Ren listened in disbelief to the order issued to her by Home Minister Hiroshi Kojima.

She couldn't believe it.

The hair, slightly wet by the rain, stuck to the beautiful fair little face.

Suddenly I feel like crying...

Chapter 157: Yingkong Huwalnut Hall

Tokyo National Congress Building.

Fenghua Lian rode her beloved motorcycle to the parking lot of the Capitol.

She wasn't wearing her black leather jacket.

Although Feng Hualian said that she was not afraid, she was still a little worried that Yingkong Kurumi would make her photos public.

Her limbs were exposed, her thong was pulled halfway down, revealing two pieces of honey-colored buttocks.

Feng Hualian thought about it, took off the black leather jacket she was wearing, looked at the rainy weather outside, and put on a windbreaker.

Even though I'm not in the same unit as Sakura Kurumi, I might run into her when I go to the Capitol this time.

That seemingly incredibly beautiful and cute woman doesn't play by the rules at all.

You will definitely be deceived by appearance alone. Can you please not be so divisive?

She was sure she could do this, Feng Hualian admitted her fear in her heart.

After parking the machine.

Feng Hualian entered the elevator, swiped her security card, passed the security measures, and arrived at the housekeeping floor.

Knocked on the office door.

"Please come in."

Minister of Internal Affairs Hiroshi Kojima looked up and smiled: "I'm here, Captain Kaede, please take a seat. Why is it raining outside?"

"Just a little rain." Feng Hualian bowed and sat down.

"Any clues in Takeda Taifu's case?"

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency." Feng Hualian had just sat down when she stood up straight and bowed deeply. "Several suspects who gave false testimony said they didn't know who the contact was."

"None of them had ever met the contact person. The entire process was handled through the dark web. That person transferred a large sum of money to each of their bank accounts."

"No clue at all?" Interior Minister Hiroshi Kojima frowned. "Are these people so stubborn? They won't budge at all?"

"It's my fault. I will continue to work hard," Feng Hualian said with her head down.

"No need, you can hand over this case to the deputy captain. I asked you to come here this time because I have a new task for you." said Hiroshi Kojima.

"A new mission? Your Excellency the Minister, do you mean that I should be transferred from my unit?" Feng Hualian frowned, and it sounded as if she wanted to be transferred from her position.

Could it be that his identity was exposed and he was demoted?

"It's not just a transfer, it's a promotion. Cultists in Tokyo have been rampant lately, with all sorts of supernatural cases popping up one after another. We've held a meeting and decided to transfer you to the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau." Interior Minister Hiroshi Kojima handed over a letter of appointment.

"At the same time, Captain Kaede Hanaren was promoted from Captain of the Supernatural Division of the Supervisory Committee to Deputy Director of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Department."

Feng Hualian was stunned, then delighted in her heart, Deputy Director?

Isn't this the job of that woman Sakura Kurumi?

Was he dismissed from his post?

"From now on, I'll leave the Tokyo Exorcist Police to you." Hiroshi Kojima stood up and extended his hand.

"Yes, Your Excellency, I will definitely not let you down." Feng Hualian shook hands and bowed to express her gratitude.

"Well, I believe you." Kojima Hiroshi smiled. "Then you will meet your boss, the new director of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau."

As soon as Takeda Taifu died, someone was transferred to the position of director so quickly?

Fenghualian was a little surprised.

knock knock knock.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." said Hiroshi Kojima.

A bright and lovely little face poked in.

Then the slender figure was wrapped in a tight black leather jacket.

Two small and plump buttocks, with peach-shaped buttocks trembling majestically.

Sakura walnut.

"Captain Kaedeka Ren, nice to meet you again." Yingsora Kurumi smiled and raised the phone in her hand to greet.

"I'm sorry, Sakura Kurumi, I'm no longer the captain." Kaede Karen sneered, your position is mine now.

"You've arrived just in time." Kojima Hiroshi stood up and said with a smile, "Director Sakura Kurumi, meet your capable subordinate. As you requested, I transferred you here. You must cooperate well from now on."

"Deputy Director Fenghualian, given your position as the leader of the Special Crisis Management Team, Director Yingkong Kurumi will be responsible for all your actions from now on."

Yingkong Kurumi...hall main?

According to her request, transfer...over here?

She is responsible for all actions?

Feng Hualian's little face turned frighteningly pale.

Does this woman want to kill me?

"Deputy Director Feng Hualian, you must work hard in the future." Yingkong Kurumi smiled and patted Feng Hualian's shoulder in a pretentious manner. "You're not wearing a leather jacket today, that's good. You must keep it up in the future. The police force should look like a police force."

The two people are about the same height, and their two stunning faces in different styles are placed together.

Feng Hualian looked at Yingkong Kurumi's black leather jacket and her brightly smiling face, and uttered a few words between her teeth: "Please give me more guidance, Director Yingkong Kurumi."

"Yes, I will teach you well." Yingkong Kurumi nodded with satisfaction, and patted Fenghualian's shoulder: "Come on, Xiaofeng."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and shook it.

With the screen on.

The wallpaper on the screen shows a woman tied by vines.

The limbs are spread wide open, completely exposed.