Two police cars in the front were clearing the way, and two more were behind to protect them. The police helicopter overhead was circling in the sky for reconnaissance. This line of sight stretched from the tunnel entrance of the Shosenkyo Line to outside Kofu in Yamanashi Prefecture.
This attack occurred in Yamanashi Prefecture, and of course it was handled by the local police. In order to minimize the impact of the incident, it seemed that there was no intention to report it to the National Police Agency.
After being escorted to the city, Minamoto Yorimitsu had no chance to show up. He just watched Kamiya Seiko, who had returned to normal, and Mizusawa Natsuye, who suddenly arrived, enter the county police headquarters, and were soon sent out by a group of people.
Mizusawa Natsuye wore a dark blue trench coat today, lined with a black sweater, and her long crow-feather hair was spread around her shoulders and back.
She applied eye shadow, and her body still exuded a charming aura, but wearing a windbreaker, she had more aura than before. As she walked, she smiled and said: "It's really troublesome for Minister Takamatsu. It seems that the effect of this anti-civilian exercise is quite good."
Yes, it’s just too much not to notify me in advance, but it scared my sister Kamiya.”
"Mrs. Mizusawa is right. We were negligent in this regard. It was mainly because a staff member in the Traffic Department was negligent in his duties, which led to the current bad results. We will deal with him."
A middle-aged man not far away followed Mizusawa Xiaye with an apologetic smile on his face, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead. The flattery on his face was clear, and his posture could even be said to be nodding and bowing.
Seiko Kamiya, who was next to Mizusawa Natsuye, had an indifferent expression, as if he was not surprised by this, and even frowned and whispered a few harmless words.
This voice did not even avoid outsiders. Even Yong Shanying, who was standing next to the car, heard it clearly. There was a surprised look on his usually resolute face, as if he couldn't believe it.
Yong Shanying was stunned for a while and asked cautiously: "Mr. Yuan, don't we even take notes?"
"Miss, please come over."
Beside them, four tall bodyguards stood guarding them with indifferent expressions.
This idea remains firmly in my mind.
The magnificent living room is still very luxurious, and the crystal chandelier on the ceiling exudes a charming light under the warm yellow light, but the atmosphere is not very wonderful.
"Nagayama-san, what's wrong?" Seeing that they were still dealing with the end of the matter, Minamoto Yorimitsu suddenly caught sight of him out of the corner of his eye, who seemed to be in something a little wrong.
However, these words falling into the ears of Kamiya Seiko did not make her look relieved. On the contrary, the impatience and murderous intent in her eyes became more and more obvious, and her slender fingers tightly pinched the pillow beside her hand to maintain a calm expression.
"She has already apologized. Can you please let Lianzi go this time? We still have children. I can beat her. Is it okay if I beat her to vent your anger?"
"If an apology is useful, then why do you need the police? Besides, you are already in your thirties. Regardless of how your father instilled ideas in you during his lifetime, I have never considered you to be someone outside the Kamiya family."
"Exercise?" Yong Shanying choked on the word.
In other words, you are usually not prepared for counter-terrorism. How can someone like me be wrong?
"No, no, what Sister Shengzi said just now is not true. Xinghao, please listen to my explanation, listen to my explanation."
Yong Shanying felt a sense of powerlessness in his body, and his eyes gradually showed fear. He almost fell down when his body swayed, so he had to hold on to the door handle. However, he thought that the more he experienced, the more dangerous he became, and he became even more frightened.
These words were like a bolt from the blue, and the body of Yukihiro Kamiya who was kneeling on the ground softened. Not only was it the title she just said, but it was also about whether her child was hers.
The huge retro-style rockery tea tray that was originally on the square table in the living room was removed and replaced by various kinds of exquisite snacks, as well as layers and layers of things that were probably documents on top.
"This kind of scandal happened, and you know the seriousness of it, but you don't even want to call me sister."
In fact, he also knew that his wife was having an affair with someone else, but he never believed that the child was not his, so he never took a paternity test.
Even though his father tried to do it secretly several times, he was stopped by him, because in Kamiya Yukihiro's view, this kind of behavior was tantamount to his disrespect for his favorite wife, and it was an absolute distrust.
After giving instructions to Yoshikage Tenkai, Minamoto Yorimitsu pondered for a moment and followed him out the door. Less than ten minutes after getting in the car, he arrived at Kamiya's house, which he had been to once before.
"It's really not possible, they are still waiting for me."
Seeing this scene, Seiko Kamiya's eyes were even more disappointed than when he questioned him just now.
By the time we arrived in Kyoto, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the sky was rendered black.
Feeling the silence and the increasingly silent atmosphere from beginning to end, Kamiya Yukihiro's heart gradually sank to the bottom. Knowing that the outcome might be bad, he looked in the direction of Kamiya Seiko, gritted his teeth and spoke again.
Walking through the more familiar rockery bamboo forest.
Kamiya Seiko also told Minamoto Yorimitsu that he would send someone to help him repair the car, but Minamoto Yorimitsu naturally refused, saying that he would let Nagayama Hide change the outer glass when he was free.
But that doesn't mean other people can think the same way.
"Let's order takeout and eat together later."
Minamoto Yorimitsu opened the door remotely. He was a middle-aged bodyguard wearing a black suit. His face seemed to be familiar to the group of people who protected Mizusawa Natsuye just now.
The three cars drove into the garden area of Heian Shrine one after another. There was no one to eat together. Kamiya Seiko sent him a message saying that he wanted to go home first. Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't reply and asked Nagayama Hide to drive the car directly back to Jurantei.
Given their special status, when encountering such a terrorist attack, the first thing they should pay attention to is not how they responded in kind or what consequences they had, but rather why the attack occurred.
After experiencing such a thing, Nagayama Hide was eager to return home, but Minamoto Yorimitsu did not stop him this time.
On the sofa in the shape of a Chinese character, Mizusawa Natsuye sat there with her legs crossed, letting her dark blue windbreaker hang on the ground. She narrowed her peach blossom eyes with a playful expression and held a porcelain teacup with her green-white fingers.
The inside of the villa was also very clean. Before leaving, he hired a housekeeper to come and clean it every night.
"But you didn't want to repent, and allowed your wife to trample on the clan rules and corrupt morals, and even threatened the child. But do you know that the child is not yours?"
The more he thought about it, the clearer it became that Minamoto no Yorimitsu was no longer the ordinary Kyoto college student he was before. His vision and thinking had gradually risen to a higher level as his status increased.
"I'm finally back." Minamoto Norimitsu looked at the door to the vestibule and turned around and said, "Nagayama-san, please stay for dinner."
"That's right, that's right. I did it because I was kicked in the head by a donkey. Now I regret it."
But now that there are only two women in the family, myself and my son, I can't hand over the foundation of Nuo University to the sidelines. Even if I was forced to leave behind my children and educate them myself, I'm afraid it wouldn't be like this.
Disorganized thoughts began to arise, leaving Kamiya Seiko, who had always had a clear path in life, confused.
He softly comforted the slightly dazed Ryokage Tenkai. He put the rooster in the kitchen and placed an order for takeout on his mobile phone. Although he didn't know what Mizusawa and Kamiya were doing, the exhaustion and hunger that surged after returning home were
He couldn't wait.
However, the decoration of the living room has changed slightly.
Seiko Kamiya stared at him and said in a stern tone: "You think she can erase the mistake just because she knew it was wrong? But she almost killed me this time. Have you ever thought about me, the eldest sister?
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"Sister Shengzi, we know we were wrong. Please go around Reiko this time. She may have been distracted for a moment. Can I apologize to you on her behalf?"
But he didn't dare to speak. Even when he returned to the familiar Juran Pavilion, he lowered his head and looked around suspiciously, as if he was afraid that someone would come and attack him again.
Even if he did something wrong, without the will to persevere and the courage to remain calm, how could he control the big ship of the Kamiya family?
Minamoto norimitsu raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and glanced back and forth on his face with some uncertainty. After seeing the fear in the other person's eyes, he thought for a while and seemed to understand something, but the corners of his mouth twitched and he didn't explain.
But the most eye-catching thing is the man and woman kneeling in front of them. These two people had a relationship with Minamoto Yorimitsu. The man is the half-brother of Kamiya Seiko, and the woman is his wife.
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But now that Holy Son Kamiya has said this, there is absolutely evidence. Even if he relies on the love in his heart to escape, the truth will eventually come to him.
This time she didn't make her own car. Instead, Mizusawa Natsuye came over and pulled her away. It seemed that he had something to say. Before leaving, he just glanced at Minamoto no Yorimitsu and had no intention of talking to him.
"More than a dozen people died, and three or four cars were damaged by rockets. Even when I was abroad, I had to report it, but it was easy to cover it up with just a few drills. So this is how terrible the upper class is?"
Depending on the height of the station, the scenery you can see is different, and the way you deal with problems is also different.
And his gorgeous-looking wife swallowed her saliva when she saw this and nodded her head hurriedly.
"Where to go?"
Qiuting Lianzi's face was pale, and she looked at her husband who let go of her hand with frightened eyes. She tugged on his clothes and explained quickly, almost crying.
On the other hand, Shengzi Shengzi's face was expressionless, and he even had a sense of impatience. His whole person's temperament was as deep as an abyss, and a vague murderous intention flashed in his beautiful eyes.
"Miss Kamiya's home."
Kamiya Yukihiro, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at the silent Kamiya Seiko with an anxious expression, and looked at the bodyguard behind him with a horrified expression. He kept explaining to Kamiya Seiko, and even held the one beside him in his arms.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu nodded. He was not as shocked as Nagayama Hide. Instead, he seemed to be used to the operations of these people. He felt that it was appropriate for a person of Mizusawa Natsuya's status to handle this matter in this way.
Seeing that Seiko Kamiya fell silent again and did not immediately give a negative answer, Yukihiro Kamiya, who was kneeling on the ground, had hope in his eyes again, swallowed his saliva and whispered, "What do you want to do with me?"
Sometimes there is no need to explain. The darker the description, the scarier it is. And it is best to keep it a secret.
"Our children haven't grown up yet. If you really want to kill Reiko, you want to kill the male members of the Kamiya family."
Before Yukihiro Kamiya could speak, he was directly interrupted by Seiko Kamiya who was sitting on the sofa. His narrow and gentle eyes were full of evil spirits and deep disappointment for his half-brother.
Juranting, which I haven't stayed in for three or four days, has not changed much. On the contrary, the courtyard looks much cleaner than before I left. The dead leaves that fell on the surface of the pond have been salvaged, and now it looks much clearer.
Mizusawa Xiaye put down the exquisite porcelain tea cup in her hand and said tiredly: "Let's get rid of the trouble quickly."
Liangying Tianhai is now much more emotionally stable.
For example, Yoshikage Amami, who is still in the car and is still in shock, is so confused that he is so frightened that he dare not even get out of the car, while Yongshan Ying is completely shocked after seeing this kind of treatment that goes against common sense.
That Cadillac still drove smoothly.
When Yukihiro Kamiya was questioned, his eyes widened when he heard this, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Minamoto Yorimitsu pondered for a moment, and withdrew his gaze from Mizusawa Natsuye in mid-air. Seeing Nagayama Ying's face full of confusion, he smiled and patted his shoulder and said meaningfully: "I didn't hear that it was a drill.
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Standing at the door of the villa, the bodyguard in black suit opened the door for him expressionlessly. The first thing Minamoto Yorimitsu saw when he walked in were the photos on the wall.
After a simple dinner with the master, the electronic doorbell rang in the hall.
"Enough!" Shengzi Shengzi shouted with a sullen face.
The matter was handled very quickly, and a terrorist attack that could be called a major case was suppressed in such an anticlimactic manner, and the group of people left Yamanashi Prefecture smoothly.
Seeing this scene, Mizusawa Natsuye found a nail scissors from somewhere, and she was repairing her nails playfully on her charming cheeks.
He first went to the trunk and took out the chicken.
The Kamiya family can never stay in his lineage.
Yong Shanying waved his hands quickly, forced a smile on his face and said: "No, Mr. Yuan, I'm leaving first."
A well-known family like them has complicated relationships with all walks of life, and they donate a lot to various organizations every year. With the connections they have made, even if the governor of Yamanashi Prefecture comes, he will always have a smile on his face. If something goes wrong with them, it will be
The blame.
Yong Shanying forced a smile on his face and said, "Don't worry, I have the strictest mouth."
Yukihiro Kamiya trembled and opened his mouth without daring to speak anymore. The momentum he had gathered just now was like a deflated rubber ball, which suddenly went limp.
Seiko Kamiya, who was watching his younger brother, raised his head, glanced at her calmly, and then signaled to his subordinates.
He waved his hands boredly, and the two bodyguards standing behind Qiuting Lianzi understood instantly and pulled her down with increasingly resentful eyes. Curses could be heard in the living room for a while, but they soon disappeared.
When Yukihiro Kamiya, who had lost his soul, was helped down, they were the only ones left in the living room.
As a bystander and the only one standing in the living room, Minamoto Yorimitsu naturally attracted the attention of the two people, especially Mizusawa Natsuye, who was half lying on the sofa. His eyes were half-smiling but not smiling, which was very eye-catching.