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

"In 1955, during the Toyama Prefecture osteoarthritis incident, cadmium contaminated over 10 people, causing serious illnesses in 200 people, including over 150 deaths."

"Who did it? The companies under the Mitsubishi Zaibatsu and the local councilors to whom the Abe family belongs are closely linked."

"The Minamata disease incident in 1956 infected 2200 people, with more than 1784 suffering severe illnesses and deaths."

"Who did this again? A conspiracy between the Mitsui Zaibatsu companies and the Koizumi family..."

"There was also the Yokkaichi asthma incident in 1960, which caused over 1.5 serious illnesses, over 1000 of whom died directly. Hundreds of thousands of people suffered from chronic respiratory diseases, affecting several surrounding prefectures and cities."

"It's still these chaebols and political families who are responsible for this disaster."

"Finally, the 1968 rice bran oil incident resulted in over 1.4 victims, many pregnant women who were poisoned gave birth to children with intellectual disabilities, and 178 people died directly."

"It's still these guys... It's either this one... or that one..."

"Since World War II, various incidents have occurred one after another. In comparison, it's just that the whereabouts of some nuclear materials are unknown. So what?"

Shiba Mao turned around and looked at Shiraishi Nagimitsu, shaking his head in disappointment:

"Shiraishi Nagiko, you are still inferior to Abe Noja..."

"I'll give you one last chance, Shiraishi Nagimitsu. As long as you promise to give up the investigation, you can still walk out of the Prime Minister's Office safely."

"Nothing happened. Everything is the same as usual."

"I refuse!" Shiraishi Nagimitsu said without hesitation.

"You really don't know how to live or die..." Shiba Mao sneered: "Then I'm sorry... Minister Hatoyama Yumemi... you..."

"Wait, let me say a few more words." Shiraishi Nagimitsu interrupted.

"I understand what the Prime Minister means..." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said without changing his expression, "But Prime Minister, you don't understand what I mean."

"The document before you is only a copy..."

"And the official document is in the hands of a woman named Caitlin Palacios..."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Shiba Mao frowned and looked at Shiraishi Nagimitsu in confusion.

"Let our Sakura Sora Kurumi Hallzheng explain who she is..." Shiraishi Nagimitsu replied.

Shiba Mao looked at Yingsora Kurumi.

The beautiful lady stood up and said slowly, "Caitlin Palacios, affiliated with the United Nations Interpol, position: Director of the International Security Department, an officer in the Italian Armed Forces, and a member of the EU Security Advisory Group."

"What do you mean? Shiraishi Nagimitsu!!" Shiba Shigeru turned his gaze back to Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

Looking at the smiling face of the beautiful congresswoman, he suddenly understood what Shiraishi Nagimitsu wanted to do.

"If you terminate my investigation, this document will be brought to the United Nations and placed on the desks of the five permanent members of the Security Council." Shiraishi Nagimitsu spread out her hands. "One copy for each of the five permanent members."

"Japan, a country whose constitution guarantees it will not actively participate in war, has lost dozens of nuclear bomb materials and concealed them from international nuclear organizations without reporting them..."

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, you should understand what this means and what will happen."

"By then, the five permanent members of the Security Council will all come and ask the Prime Minister, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Not only that, I'm afraid President Trump in Washington will personally ask you to come over and explain..."

"Shiraishi Nagiri!!!" Shiba Shigeru slammed his hand down on his desk, his face flushing red as he shouted, "Where's your political literacy? Do you know what you're doing? Do you know the impact this will have on Japan?"

"All countries will no longer trust Japan... It will deal a huge blow to our country's credibility, and if things go wrong, we may face international sanctions..."

"Mr. President..." Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled and did not give a direct answer. She said her words with a nonchalant look on her face: "I have been reading some Chinese books recently... learning Chinese..."

After a pause, he looked at Shibamo's strange expression and laughed even more happily.

She went on to say, "I learned a sentence from it... a very useful sentence."

"I think... this sentence is the most appropriate to answer the Prime Minister now..."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu put away his smile and said sarcastically, "That's... none of my business!"

"I don't care whether you live or die?"

"I'm not the Prime Minister of Japan. The person sitting in this position now is you...Shiba Shigeru!"

"What will happen next..."

"It's none of my business." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said word by word.

"You!!! Shiraishi Nagimitsu!!!" Shiba Shigeru angrily shouted the name of the beautiful congresswoman in front of him.

As a man, this was the first time he felt that this beautiful face was so hateful.

"Prime Minister, I'm sorry to interrupt your temper," Sakura Kurumi interjected calmly. "If this matter were to become public, I'm afraid Japan's entire political and business environment would be under unprecedented pressure from around the world."

"And all this pressure...will be borne by you..."

"I know!!! You don't have to tell me!" Shi Pomao shouted loudly.

His gaze was still fixed on Shiraishi Nagimitsu with anger.

Unbuttoning the shirt neck, breathing heavily,

The office fell silent again.

Shiba Mao had to think carefully about what to do.

He can help the Aso family, but that doesn't mean he is willing to put himself under such great pressure for the Aso family.

Even eating sushi or instant noodles by yourself can make you a hot topic.

Once this happens again...

He couldn't imagine...

Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked at the man in front of him, a mocking look in his eyes.

An alliance of interests will naturally be broken by interests.

When weighing the pros and cons, all alliances appear fragile.

"Prime Minister, if there is nothing else, I will leave first." Shiraishi Nagimitsu bowed slightly, and without waiting for Shiba Shigeru to speak, he turned around and left with confidence.

Shiba Shigeru raised his head and glared at the slender back of Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

The crisp sound of her high heels sounded like slapping herself in the face.

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister?" Hatoyama Yumemi raised his eyebrows and looked at Shibo Shigeki inquiringly.

"Let her go..." Shiba Mao leaned back and sat down.

He stretched out his short and fat body in the chair exhaustedly.

"Mr. Prime Minister, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave." Sakura Kurumi also stood up, patted her police hat and put it on.

Saluted.

"Let's go." Shibomao waved his hand weakly.

He also waved at Yumemi Hatoyama who was about to speak: "Alright, don't say anything, you can go too..."

Hatoyama Yumemi shrugged, bowed slightly, and walked out the door.

Shiba Mao was the only one left in the office.

He sat there blankly.

Turn your gaze to the picture frame on the right.

Stared for a while.

Then move to the right.

There is also a photo frame next to it.

He stood with the late Prime Minister Kakuei Tanaka.

Next to her was an ordinary-looking young woman wearing a kimono and smiling.

The teacher's daughter, Tanaka Makiko.

"Shiba Shigeru, remember, it's easy to maintain good relations with our neighbor. All we need to do is face up to and reflect on Japan's historical problems..."

Kakuei Tanaka's voice of instruction once again echoed in his ears...

Shiba Mao picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, is this Naoki Tanaka?" Shiba Shigeru said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't stop this..."

"But don't worry, since you've married into the teacher's family and changed your last name to Tanaka, you're a member of the Tanaka family. I'll definitely keep you in this position no matter what..."

The other party's voice of thanks came from the microphone.

Shibomao paused and hesitated for a while.

then.

He asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Makiko...is she...is she okay?"

Outside the Prime Minister's Office.

"Wait a minute!" Sakura Kurumi called out to Shiraishi Nagimitsu who was about to get in the car and leave.

"What's wrong?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile.

Yingkong Kurumi hesitated for a moment, but still said, "I have a question for you."

"Oh? No need to be so polite, just say hello directly." Shiraishi Nagimitsu closed the open car door again.

"You just asked Shibamo this question..." Sakura Kurumi looked at Shiraishi Nagimitsu with a fiery and direct gaze: "If...if you take his position and become the Prime Minister of Japan in the future."

"If you were faced with the same choice at that time, what would you do?"

"What do you mean...?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu asked in confusion.

"If you had to choose between the Japanese people and him, what would you choose?" Sakura Kurumi asked seriously.

"This question is too simple..." Shiraishi Nagihiru smiled and reached out to help Sakura Kurumi push away a strand of her long hair in front of her police hat:

"I will sacrifice all of Japan..."

"If he needs..."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu patted Sakura Sora Kurumi's little face.

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North America.

On the beach in Los Angeles.

The group of psychics from the National Security Agency were looking at everything several kilometers away through instruments.

Shocked beyond words.

"Who are those two men?"

"What on earth are these black auras?"

The third Protestant man was easily strangled by the young man.

That powerful divine armed array of Protestantism.

The young man punched him again.

It was like hitting mud.

Dead bodies were scattered everywhere.

Arms and heads were flying everywhere.

The scene was extremely bloody.

The other middle-aged man laughed inexplicably, but sounded like a villain's laughter.

The body is harvesting everywhere like a ghost.

Every time his black flag passes.

Countless black air was swirling.

In the black air there were the miserable cries of a woman and the crying of a baby.

Even though they were at such a distance, these psychics turned pale after hearing it.