Can someone in MyGo stay in an adventure group forever?

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"Although blood is thicker than water, rules are rules. I am a businessman, but I have always made money based on my conscience."

"So... let the law give him the fairest judgment."

Takeru Satoh stood up and bowed deeply to Shoko Toyokawa.

"On his behalf, I extend my sincerest apologies to you and to the entire Toyokawa family."

But Toyokawa Shoko didn't even look down at him.

Her gaze was fixed on the one-way mirror, her golden eyes gradually turning cold.

Yes.

A high-level sorcerer can easily distort a person's perception, making them genuinely believe that they were the ones who did these things.

It even thoughtfully implants the corresponding memories for you, leaving absolutely no loopholes.

The so-called truth... is nothing more than a piece of scrap paper that can be scribbled on at will, and it doesn't really matter at all.

The important thing is who needs what kind of "truth".

Inside the interrogation room, the young man continued to nod mechanically, revealing everything.

Whether it was modifying the rune imprinting program, setting fire to the Toyokawa family's ancestral home, or kidnapping underage professionals for sacrifice...

He even revealed the names of a large number of accomplices and things that had not been discovered before.

One incident after another.

The steps are all interconnected and seamless.

Toyokawa Shoko withdrew her gaze and looked at the man in front of her, who was still keeping his head down.

"Do you think you can distance yourself from everything like this?" Her voice grew colder. "Or do you really believe the truth will never be discovered?"

“What are you saying, Xiangzi?” Sato Takeru straightened up, the fake guilt on his face vanishing instantly. “You have to have evidence to back up your words. Accusations without evidence are just wishful thinking.”

"Do you have any evidence, Xiangzi?"

Toyokawa Shoko clenched her fists instinctively, her nails digging deep into her palms, bringing waves of excruciating pain.

"Besides," he looked at her and smiled, "the person who ruined your family, your future, everything you have has finally been brought to justice. Shouldn't you be happy?"

"When your father heard the news, he was so happy that he ran out... He must have finally gotten his revenge and rushed off to beat up pachinko to celebrate, right?"

"Enough! What exactly do you want?" Toyokawa Shoko interrupted him, her voice trembling with anger. "Are you trying to show off to me?"

“Of course not.” Takeru Satoh shook his head and said earnestly, “Shoko, you are still too young and think too simply about the world.”

"I just want to say... I'm also trapped in the clutches of power, and I have no choice in what I do."

“Even if it wasn’t me, someone else would have done it.”

"But... there's no point in saying all this now." He laughed self-deprecatingly.

"From now on, the people who want to assassinate you may be a different group."

"I spared Toyokawa Kiyoko's life because I pitied him."

"But they wouldn't be as gentle as I am."

“Of course.” Sato Takeru shrugged. “I know you’re not afraid of these things. I spent a year and still couldn’t do it. How could a few pieces of trash who can’t even compare to me possibly kill you?”

"But... what about the people around you? Aren't they afraid too?"

Toyokawa Shoko's pupils suddenly contracted.

“Your family, your friends, that adventure group called Crychic…” he slowly counted, “Oh… right, and your little sidekick… his name is Koshimura Sawa, right?”

"His mother seems to be working for Sato International Logistics right now?"

"No..." Toyokawa Shoko's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.

“You can’t escape.” Sato Takeru’s voice rang in her ears. “As long as the blood of Toyokawa flows in your veins, no matter where you run or how far you run, your past will always catch up with you until it drags you and everyone you cherish into the abyss.”

So... fight hard, to protect yourself and those around you.

"Oh, right, I'll give you something." He seemed to suddenly remember something, took something from the man in black beside him, and tossed it to Toyokawa Shoko. "Consider it a souvenir."

Toyokawa Shoko lowered her head and looked at the thing in her hand.

A dimensional bag.

The TGW Group logo is also printed on it.

It was so light, almost weightless, yet so heavy that she could barely hold it.

"Let's go, Asheng." Takeru Satoh stopped looking at Shoko Toyokawa and turned to leave.

"Yes." The man in black stepped forward, reached into Toyokawa Shoko's jacket pocket, took out a recording pen with the light still on, and pressed the switch.

He then silently followed behind Takeru Satoh, disappearing around the corner of the Metropolitan Police Department corridor.

Toyokawa Shoko lowered her head, her long blue hair falling down and obscuring her pale face.

The fingers gripping the dimensional bag tightly turned white from the force, and the nails dug into the rough fabric.

Tears fell silently, splashing onto the Metropolitan Police Department floor and leaving a dark stain.

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As soon as I pushed open the door to the Metropolitan Police Department, a gust of damp wind hit me.

Takeru Satoh stood on the steps, looking up at the leaden sky.

Thick clouds pressed down on Tokyo's towering buildings, blocking out the last rays of sunlight, as if they might fall at any moment.

"It's going to rain," he said softly.

It always rains in Tokyo, ever since he came to the city.

The damp streets always carry a gloomy, misty atmosphere, and people hurry by, holding umbrellas of various colors, their faces always etched with weariness.

Just like the city itself, it is oppressive, confusing, and hopeless.

Beneath the dazzling neon lights and bustling facade, people wander aimlessly, like lost ants in the rain.

It can never be seen to end.

From that moment on, he began to hate this disgusting city.

However, soon, all of this will be irrelevant to him.

At the foot of the Alps, you'll find bright sunshine, fresh air, and tranquil lakes.

Hopefully the weather there will improve.

“Katsu,” Sato Takeru said.

“It is > Liu Yi VII Yi Yi Ba Si 罒玐: Yue — Yi.” The man in black appeared silently beside him.

"Is everything arranged for Xiao Zhen?" His gaze remained fixed on the leaden sky.

"It has all been handled as you instructed."

Where's the plane?

"The Gulfstream G650 is on standby at Haneda Airport and can take off at any time."

"it is good."

Takeru Satoh looked down at the Patek Philippe on his wrist.

“It takes about 12 hours for a private plane to get from Tokyo to Zurich Airport, but only 15 minutes to leave Japanese airspace.” He paused for a moment. “Including customs and procedures, we have 7 hours before the awards ceremony begins tonight.”

"...That's enough."

“Let’s go.” He walked down the steps and stopped in front of the black Maybach S600 Pullman.

"Go to the airport."

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“Chief Takamatsu, this…” Inside the Metropolitan Police Department, Maruyama Aya looked at the prisoner with vacant eyes being escorted out of the interrogation room by two police officers, and then looked at Takamatsu Yuji leaning against the corridor wall.

"...I don't know what tricks they're playing." Takamatsu Yuji shook his head, leaning on his cane. "The steps are intricately linked, watertight, and all the evidence points to the same person... Do they think we're all idiots? Could it be that he is—"

"Director Takamatsu—I'm here—" A vibrant voice suddenly came from the other end of the corridor.

Hina Hikawa ran over anxiously: "How is it? Where is the prisoner?"

“You’re late, Hina,” Yuji Takamatsu said to her helplessly. “The interrogation is over.”

"Huh? How could this be..."

“We’ve already alerted them,” Yuji Takamatsu said, ignoring her. “The only way is to change our plans immediately… Let’s contact Koshimura Sawa first.”

“Okay.” Maruyama Aya quickly took out her phone.

"Huh?" Hikawa Hina said with some confusion, "Didn't he already arrive? But it seems like he suddenly had some urgent business to attend to and went out. I called him but he didn't hear me."

The two of them stopped what they were doing and looked at Hikawa Hina.

"--What's the meaning?"

“Huh? It’s… it’s Koshimura Sawa… When I came in just now, I saw him standing in front of the door over there in the hallway.” Hikawa Hina rested her chin on her hand, trying hard to recall, “Then I heard what seemed to be our Haneoka classmate Toyokawa talking to someone in the hallway… and then when I turned my head, Koshimura Sawa had disappeared.”

"Hold."

Yuji Takamatsu suddenly said.

Chapter Seventy-One: Blocking the Bridge!

"Here, pause, rewind."

In the surveillance footage, Koshimura walked past the police officer who had fainted on the ground and came out of the door marked "Evidence Room," seemingly holding something in his hand.

"What is he holding in his hand?" Yuji Takamatsu asked.

"Um..." The staff member holding the mouse zoomed in on the image, leaning closer to the screen for a closer look. "That looks like a... bag?"

"...continue."

The video continued playing as Koshimura strolled leisurely out of the Metropolitan Police Department. He squatted at the entrance for a while, watching the black Maybach S600 Pullman gradually disappear into the distance. He then took out his phone and snapped a picture of its license plate.

He then got up again, made a phone call, hailed a taxi from the roadside, opened the door, and got in.

"Speed ​​up," Yuji Takamatsu said.

The progress bar on the screen began to scroll faster as the taxi drove through the streets of Tokyo and finally stopped in front of the Haneoka Magic Academy.

Yuecun Ze got out of the car, reluctantly took out a few bills from his pocket and handed them to the driver. He chatted with the security guard at the gate for a few words and then walked into the school gate.

After passing through the teaching building, a black guitar case suddenly appeared on his shoulder. He ran around the pool in the courtyard and headed towards the club activity building.

"I should have let that kid, Kazuhiko Nukumizu, stay in Haneoka," Yuji Takamatsu couldn't help but ask. "What exactly is he planning to do?"

"Astrology Department".

Hikawa Hina, who was standing nearby, suddenly realized what was going on.

"He's going to the astrology department—"

Yuji Takamatsu suddenly stood up, turned around, and walked towards the door.

At the same time, on the surveillance screen behind him, a blue figure pushed open the door of the Metropolitan Police Department and disappeared into the blind spot.

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The door to the astrology department was suddenly pushed open, slamming against the wall with a dull thud.

"Koshimura Sawa—"

Upon seeing the girl sitting behind the door, Yuji Takamatsu swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

The gray-haired girl trembled, stopped writing, and looked blankly at the person standing in the doorway.

"dad?"

"A lamp?" Yuji Takamatsu's tone suddenly softened. "You... what are you doing here?"

"Yuecun said he had something very important to do and asked me to open the door for him..." Gaosong seemed a little frightened and lowered his head in fear.

“It’s okay, Tou, Dad won’t blame you.” Yuji Takamatsu took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. “Can you tell me where he said he was going?”