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

knock knock knock.

Raising the gavel and striking it three times, Masami Miura lifted the skirt of the Chief Justice's robe and stood up solemnly.

"All rise."

"The court is now adjourned, awaiting the verdict..."

In the lounge.

Masami Miura went in first and waited for Hojo Sakura to arrive.

A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Hojo Sakura.

A guilty expression appeared on his face: "Sakura... I'm sorry, I thought you were not going to help me..."

"You're not wrong..." Hojo Sakura said lightly: "I didn't help you..."

"I didn't do anything, you don't have to apologize..."

She looked away and out the window.

The branches of the big tree outside the window were shaking, dividing my faint figure on the glass into countless small pieces.

No longer complete.

The prosecutor's emblem on his chest was also a little blurry.

After a night of struggle, she felt much calmer.

Since I have done what I think I should do, there is nothing to regret.

Masami Miura looked at Hojo Sakura's indifferent expression, and based on her understanding of her, she knew that she was still suffering.

But I don’t know what to say to comfort her.

She suddenly remembered the time when she lay on her master with satisfaction.

From time to time, he would obediently lick the sweat beads on his master's body.

When you want to please your master and help yourself.

The master said: Everything is suffering, and the only way to save yourself is to save yourself.

Only self-salvation...

Miura Masami murmured these words.

Suddenly I understood what it meant.

After a while.

Masami Miura walked into the courtroom.

The bailiff shouted, "Everyone rise!"

boom! !

Masami Miura picked up the gavel and slammed it hard on the case.

"According to the jury's deliberations, I now pronounce the verdict...on the defendant, Governor Miura..."

"Wait, Your Honor!!!" Irene Hayes interrupted loudly.

"Defendant's defense attorney, you'd better have a legitimate reason..." Miura Masami's eyes narrowed, "Otherwise, you will be immediately detained by the bailiffs..."

"Your Excellency, I certainly have legitimate grounds," Irene Hayes said. "You cannot try my client, Governor Miura..."

Erin Hayes pulled a document from her briefcase and handed it to the clerk.

"This is the nationality certificate of my client, Governor Miura. My client officially became a US citizen several years ago. According to Japanese law, he automatically renounced his Japanese citizenship."

"The following document is a certificate of rank of major issued to my client by Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp, Commander-in-Chief of the United States Forces in Japan and Commander of the Fifth Air Force. It bears his signature and the official military seal."

"In other words, my client, Governor Miura, has long been a full-fledged American citizen and a member of the U.S. military stationed in Japan, holding the rank of major."

"According to the [Japan-US Security Treaty], for all criminal activities of US troops stationed in Japan, the Japanese police only have the power to investigate and detain them, and the courts do not have the power to judge them. The final verdict should be made by the military courts of the US troops stationed in Japan."

"Therefore, the Japanese court is not allowed to try my client, and I demand that my client be immediately transferred to the US military base in Japan."

The whole audience exclaimed.

No one expected that Governor Miura, the only son of the Miura family who occupies half of the Japanese judicial system and is respected by everyone in the judicial community, is actually an American citizen.

He is also a major in the US military stationed in Japan.

Irene Hayes's face was livid.

At this point in the situation, I have already lost.

Although the other party forged evidence.

but.

If you lose, you lose, no matter what means the other party uses.

What's more, his methods are not fair.

Now there is only one last way, to save this guy's life.

Complete the tasks assigned by the teacher.

These two documents are the final trump cards she had prepared long ago.

but.

Once these two documents are released, it means that Governor Miura will forever lose the opportunity to continue developing in Japan.

The only thing that would be useful is that he could at least preserve some of the judicial forces that were stubbornly loyal to him.

He will still be able to play some role in the United States in the future.

Masami Miura stared blankly at the two documents.

She never imagined that her brother would become an American citizen and even hold a military rank in the US military stationed in Japan.

Hojo Sakura was also stunned by the other party's unexpected move.

Have I put so much thought into this that I even went against my own principles and bottom line?

Are we still going to let this guy escape back to the United States in a brazen manner?

"Objection!" She reacted immediately, looked at Miura Masami and said loudly, "Your Honor, I object to the authenticity of these two documents. Even if they are true, please make a ruling first and then hand it over to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs..."

Miura Masami immediately understood what she meant.

As long as I make a judgment and put Governor Miura in jail, I will still have time to argue with the other party.

Under the pressure of public opinion, Governor Miura may not be able to go back easily.

knock!!!

Miura Masami slammed the gavel. "Silence, I agree with the prosecution's objection to the authenticity of these two documents, which are irrelevant to the direct evidence in this case. I pronounce the verdict..."

"Wait, Your Honor!!" The court door opened.

A woman came in and stopped Miura Masami....

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In the business class of the Shinkansen bound for Osaka.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu wore a mask and a big hat, and snuggled up to Fang Zuo.

In order to conceal her huge breasts and travel in a low-key manner, she even wrapped herself in a loose windbreaker.

Mei Shiraishi sat in the back with a pout, looking at her sister and the man in front of her who were being affectionate with each other, rolling her eyes from time to time.

After Makihui, who was standing next to her, finished dealing with school matters with her, their relationship progressed rapidly.

They instantly became as close as close friends who had known each other for years.

After seeing this.

She secretly leaned her head over, moving it to Shiraishi Mei's ear: "Why are you staring at that? Do you have a sister complex?"

"What are you talking about? How is that possible?" Shiraishi Mei rolled her eyes: "I'm normal, I don't have that problem..."

"I see. Then you must like your brother-in-law, right? A twisted love triangle between sisters...that's how it's played on TV..." Ma Feihui shrank her head back self-righteously.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mei Shiraishi growled in a low voice.

"No need to say more, I understand..." Ma Feihui waved her hand.

Fang Zuo kneaded Shiraishi Nagi's windbreaker with one hand, feeling the softness flowing out from his fingers. He looked at the large basin of things packed beside him and asked, "What are these?"

"It's your Yang Guofu Malatang. It's only available in Tokyo at the moment. I brought it specially for Yui. Mei waited in line for a long time." Shiraishi Nagimitsu bit her lower lip, feeling the strength of the man's big hand and said with a muddy look in her eyes.

Fang Zuo nodded and was about to say something when Shiraishi Nagimitsu's phone rang.

She picked up the phone, listened to the voice on the receiver, nodded continuously, and her expression became more and more serious.

"We were right. This peacekeeping Self-Defense Force is indeed related to the Fukushima nuclear power plant..." Shiraishi Nagimitsu hung up the phone, his face solemn.

"Momoko just called and said they've found a warship, one that was indeed built by Mitsubishi Heavy Industries. The radar data on the warship shows a vessel sailing out of the Fukushima nuclear power plant and approaching the light aircraft carrier..."

Chapter 338: Dozens of nuclear bombs disappeared!

At the Supreme Court in Tokyo, Japan.

Everyone looked at the woman who pushed open the main door and interrupted Miura Masami's judgment.

Prince Saeko.

Two guards pushed open the court door, one on the left and one on the right.

Saeko was standing at the door in a kimono.

After being surprised, the whole audience stood up to show their respect.

"Justice Miura Masami." Saeko slowly walked in and stood in front of the courtroom, her beautiful eyes fixed on Miura Masami. "As a Chief Justice of Japan, you must always keep Japan's interests in mind... Don't make the wrong decision for the sake of momentary pleasure!!"

"The relationship between Japan and the United States is of vital importance. There must be no mistakes. We must not become enemies with the United States because of a criminal. This is a matter of great importance that will affect the destiny of our country."

"Since there is a [US-Japan Security Treaty], the criminals should be handed over to the US military stationed in Japan for trial."

"As for the rest, I'll leave it to the Cabinet Minister of Foreign Affairs to handle..."

"Yes, Your Highness..." Masami Miura slowly put down the gavel he had raised high with a hint of struggle.

"But Your Highness..." Hojo Sakura was about to speak anxiously, but was interrupted by Saeko again.

"Don't do anything that exceeds the duties of a prosecutor!!" Saeko said coldly, "Don't make me go to your boss to take off your badge. I know your name, Prosecutor Hojo Sakura."

Hojo Sakura looked at Governor Miura who was smiling in the distance, raised her arms angrily, and wanted to refute.

Masami Miura quickly shook her head gently at Hojo Sakura, signaling her not to be impulsive.

Even the royal family came to stop it, what else can we say...

Should we ignore Saeko and conduct a trial by the gavel?

Although the power of the Japanese imperial family is no longer as great, the chief justice and many important positions still require the royal seal.

The imperial family remains a symbol of the Japanese nation.

Erin Hayes next to her took a deep breath.

Fortunately, I had a backup plan and asked Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp to contact Prince Saeko.

Otherwise, it’s hard to say what the result will be.

Now, we can finally bring this useless bastard from the Miura family back to the US military base.

"What are you still standing there for?" Saeko frowned and said, "Take the criminal to the US military base and hand him over..."

Masami Miura and Sakura Hojo looked at each other helplessly and slowly sat down.

Let Saeko take control of the situation.

"and many more."

At this time, another crisp voice interrupted Saeko's words.

Everyone looked numbly towards the main entrance of the court.

Why is there someone here again?