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

Chiba Iori drove an old convertible Chevrolet with her long hair flowing behind her.

Fang Zuo sat in the passenger seat, and Li Zhenxin covered her legs in grievance.

Although her private parts are not exposed, she usually wears such sexy clothes when she goes out.

But having it ripped away like this makes me feel so insecure.

Soon the car drove into the city of San Diego.

Drive towards Block 3.

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Inside the inspection room of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau.

Kana Morisawa looked at the two women in front of her with a sneer.

Looking at one of the huge and low-hanging pair of pendant bells.

He turned his gaze to the person next to him: "You lost the lawsuit against the Miura family, right? Then, what makes me believe that you can win my lawsuit?"

Chapter 354: The Crushing of Harem Beauties

Masami Miura had her hair tied up and was wearing a plain floral kimono. She knelt down and worshipped the shrine, then stood up.

He glanced coldly at the portraits of his father and brother.

A complex emotion swept through my heart.

It was just a brief moment.

The feet in white socks moved a few steps in the house and then stopped.

look around.

Looking at the elders of the family kneeling below and maintaining respect, she smiled slightly with her lips painted with peach lipstick.

I finally felt the Miura family in my hands.

This is the taste of power.

So intoxicating, like the master's greatest strength.

Crush yourself over and over again.

A flush of excitement appeared on Masami Miura's face as she looked at everything that belonged to her.

Although today's Japanese families do not have the strict hierarchy that they did during the Warring States period.

But the interests of modern society still unite them closely together.

Being expelled from the family means social death.

"I've seen Miura Daiya's grades..." Miura Masami said calmly, her red lips parted slightly. "They're not great, but they're not too bad either. After graduation, I'll arrange for him to join the Supreme Court as an assistant to Chief Justice Hattori. Five years later, I'll arrange for him to become a judge at the Kanagawa District Court."

"Yes, thank you, Patriarch." An elder in the audience said gratefully, prostrating himself on the ground.

He knew very well that this child, whom he had in his old age, was of average talent.

If he had not been born into the Miura family, with his son's talent and hard work, he would at most be a lawyer's assistant after graduation.

Even if you use all your connections and spend a lot of money, you can only become an assistant to a local judge.

According to the promotion path of judges in the Japanese judiciary.

A judicial assistant must work for ten years and pass the assessment before becoming a formal local judge.

And now.

As soon as he graduates, Daiya Miura will be able to work as an assistant to a Chief Justice at the Supreme Court.

It only takes five years to be transferred to become a judge in a local court.

Thereafter.

Almost all examiners for judicial promotion examinations are relatives or disciples of the Miura family.

It is no exaggeration to say that the future days will be smooth sailing.

"Miura Kazugoro has excellent grades. I took a look at his test paper and was very satisfied with his answers." Miura Masami continued, "I also asked for his own opinion. This child wants to be a prosecutor."

"That's great. It's a very ambitious idea. Our Miura family hasn't had any direct personnel in the Prosecutor's Office in recent years. I'm very happy that this child has this idea."

"The child has grown up, but he hasn't forgotten the glory of the Miura family." A middle-aged man in the audience lowered his head and said, "Unlike me and his mother, we can only teach in school."

"That's not true. You two have also trained quite a few students for the Miura family." Miura Masami said with a smile.

"I've already contacted Deputy Chief Prosecutor Hojo Sakurana of the Special Investigation Division of the Public Prosecutor's Office. As long as he excels in the next year of judicial training, he will be allowed to join the Special Investigation Division as an exception!!"

"Ah!! This is so great, thank you, master, thank you so much!" The wife next to the middle-aged man raised her head happily.

Seeing that her man was still in a daze.

I quickly reached out and secretly poked him in the back.

The middle-aged man finally woke up and crawled on the ground, so excited that he didn't know what to say.

It was his wife who quickly spoke up, "My husband and I are so grateful to the master of the house. We are so grateful that we don't know what to say!!"

The couple understood that the path of a prosecutor is not like that of a judge, where all promotion and appointment powers are decided by the Supreme Court.

The Prosecutor's Office is part of the government sector, and promotions are decided by the administrative arm of the Ministry of Justice.

This is exactly the weak point of the Miura family, which is why no direct descendant has been able to enter the Procuratorate over the years.

in Japan.

Even if an ordinary person has excellent academic performance, it will take at least fifteen years for him to become an ordinary prosecutor starting from the position of deputy prosecutor.

This is still the District Attorney.

The Special Investigation Department of the High Prosecutors Office is an exception.

This place is often responsible for politicians, wealthy businessmen and various major criminal cases.

Sometimes, if a prosecutor handles several major cases, he or she can be promoted faster than a judge.

If your child can enter the Special Investigation Department, that would be a bright future.

As long as he doesn't make any big mistakes, he can quickly climb to the position of prosecutor, and he will be affiliated with the High Prosecutor's Office.

It can be said that he had entered the imperial city.

How could this not make the couple excited...

"As for Miura Katsuji, I've already asked someone to say hello. When he comes out of the hospital and returns to the prison, someone will naturally protect him." Miura Masami walked up to another kneeling old man, bent down slightly, and patted his shoulder.

"Don't worry, he won't suffer any harm in prison. When he's released, his lawyer's license will be restored."

"The Japanese Bar Association is made up of our people, so you don't have to worry about that."

"However, we need to discipline him and don't make such a big mistake again."

"Hey, I will definitely discipline him well, thank you, head of the family." The old man finally let go of the stone in his heart and prostrated himself on the ground with gratitude.

Miura Masami straightened up again and walked over to the other middle-aged man. "I've heard a lot of rumors in my family recently, saying that I killed my biological father and brother. This is simply nonsense."

"These two are my closest relatives, how could I do such a thing!"

Her small hand patted the shoulder of the middle-aged man next to her: "Miura Ryuta, you say...is that right?"

The middle-aged man nodded mechanically, his face slowly turning red.

"By the way, Miura Ryuta, your son and nephew failed the judicial examination this year." Miura Masami said as he walked to the stage: "I rejected it personally..."

Ryuta Miura suddenly raised his head and stared at Miura Masami's back.

When Masami Miura turned around to look at him, he quickly looked away.

"As for the reason, you know why!"

"My father died after a fall. His body has undergone a forensic examination. This is a fact that cannot be covered up by anyone, no matter how hard they try to slander me."

"As for... my own brother, I hate him for joining the United States, I hate him for betraying the Miura family, and even more so for destroying the Miura family's nearly century-long honor. I have no qualms about this, but I didn't kill him." Miura Masami slowly knelt down again, his eyes scanning the crowd.

"If!! If there is anyone... who still wants to follow my brother, then I don't mind letting him follow me underground..."

"Now, let's hold the first meeting of the Miura family since I became the head of the family."

"Hi, head of the family!" Everyone lowered their heads and handed over the documents in their hands.

"Longi Green Energy Co., Ltd. is being sued by the Chinese photovoltaic company JinkoSolar for patent infringement worth billions of yen. They've come to our Miura family and are seeking help..."

"This is the Tokyo Electric Power Company's Fukushima nuclear accident compensation case. The Jewish financial group has contacted us many times... hoping that we can lower the amount of the fine..."

"This is a case where Disney sued a Japanese confectionery company for trademark infringement..."

"These are several members of the Heyuan and Ishida families who are taking the judicial examination... and they want us to help them pass..."

Miura Masami watched as members of the clan brought in one case after another, cases from all over Japan and internationally seeking the Miura family's legal assistance...

A smug smile appeared on his face.

After the meeting.

Masami Miura stood up and stretched.

"Master... a guest is visiting..." the family servant came up and said, "It's Congressman Shiraishi..."

"Shiraishi Nagimitsu?" Miura Masami was taken aback. "Please come in."

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Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.

Kaede Karen, wearing a police uniform, sat in the largest conference room of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department with a serious expression.

The walls of the conference room were surrounded by fully armed police officers.

The huge conference room was full of people.

There were faint sounds of small conversations.

Most of them are elderly, and the youngest is also in his prime.

They were all dressed in formal Japanese attire, and the spiritual energy they emitted gathered at the top of the hall.

Impressive!

These are the patriarchs of the Tokyo Onmyoji family.

Some are new rich people who have moved into the Tokyo metropolitan area in recent years, while others have lived and thrived in Tokyo for hundreds of years.

"Stand up!" Feng Hualian, who was sitting in the first seat, suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.

A 'swish' sound.

All police officers stood at attention in a uniform and standard posture, looked towards the door, and raised their hands to salute.

All the Onmyoji family patriarchs also stood up.

He put on the kindest smile of his life and looked towards the door.

All these people's eyes were focused on a cold and beautiful woman.

Sakura walnut.

She was wearing a dark blue police uniform and leather boots.

She has a high ponytail and a delicate face.

Just a little lip gloss.

Holding the police hat in his left hand.

The badge of the Chief Superintendent of Police surrounded by golden cherry blossoms is worn on the left chest, representing the highest police rank in Japan.

An armband with the words "Security Department" embroidered on the right arm

She stood at the door and looked around the entire venue.

Suddenly the entire venue fell silent.

Everyone avoided her sight.

Yingkong Kurumi walked towards the podium as if no one was around, and then placed her police hat in front of the podium in a standard manner.