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Hojo Maki walked out of the office building with a file bag in her hand.

"Ma Fei." A voice called out from behind her. The speaker was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing the same high-class police uniform as her.

"Inspector Tokuda Hiroshi." Hojo Maki frowned slightly, turned and bowed to the man. "Is there anything else?"

“Hmm.” Hiroshi Tokuda stood up and said, “I understand your desire not to wrong anyone, but if you continue to insist, frankly, it will only have the opposite effect.”

"Now that the evidence is conclusive, we should submit it to the prosecutor's office for conviction."

Hojo Maki frowned even more, opened her mouth, but didn't say anything more.

Hiroshi Tokuda walked past her and said, “We encounter all sorts of cunning criminals who pretend to be innocent lambs to mislead our judgment. It’s normal to feel disappointed, and admitting mistakes is a kind of courage we need as police officers.”

“I think continuing this is a pointless waste of police resources. I plan to hand the criminal and the evidence over to the court. If he is innocent, he can still hire a lawyer to defend him.”

“He can’t afford a lawyer.” Hojo Maki shook her head. “He can only receive assistance from a court-appointed lawyer.”

"Don't you understand, Maki?" Tokuda Hiroshi's tone became a bit harsher: "The Criminal Investigation Department is already complaining about this, and it's my fault... never mind."

He stopped there, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll take you back."

“No need.” Hojo Maki shook her head: “It wouldn’t be appropriate if your wife saw it.”

“I’ve already signed the divorce papers.” Tokuda Hiroshi’s emotions were visibly heightened. “You know, I have no feelings for her. I only married her because you decided to marry him.”

"Excuse me, please watch your words and actions." Hojo Maki frowned slightly.

Hiroshi Tokuda was taken aback, realizing he had lost his composure, and straightened his collar: "Sorry, I got too excited."

"Please consider my words. You know, all these years, I have always..."

"Hi, Maki!" Shirakawa Natsu walked over with a grin, interrupting the two of them, "I've come to pick you up."

After he greeted her, he naturally took Aunt Mafei's hand.

Then he turned and smiled at Hiroshi Tokuda.

Ma Fei was stunned for a moment, but did not resist.

Hiroshi Tokuda was visibly taken aback, turned to look at Maki Hojo, and blurted out, "Is she your relative?"

“My daughter’s friend,” Ma Fei replied.

"Yes, I will submit the case to the prosecutor's office tomorrow." Tokuda Hiroshi glanced at the two holding hands, said nothing, nodded, and turned to leave.

I watched him disappear through the gate.

"Hey, did he not see me as a threat at all just now?" Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange; this was the first time she had ever felt this way.

"Yes." Ma Fei's expression was a half-smile as she shook her right hand, which he was holding. "Do you need me to take you to get a kids' meal?"

“I’m very strong.” Shirakawa Natsumi winked at Maki provocatively. “You should know that.”

"It's nothing special." Ma Fei smiled and withdrew her hand from his. "What are you doing here?"

Shirakawa Natsu realized that these dirty jokes had no effect on the beautiful married woman in front of her: "You seem to be in trouble, so I showed up. Want to go out for dinner together? I don't know what happened, but you don't want to be threatened by that arrogant guy, do you?"

Hojo Maki looked him over, hesitated for only a few seconds, and then nodded: "Okay."

He was taken by Aunt Mafei to a tea restaurant across the street.

I picked up the documents she handed me and quickly read through them.

"Goodness, they've got a pretty fancy way of framing them for kidnapping and imprisonment." Shirakawa Natsu put down the documents in her hand, her expression strange.

"Forcibly taking people out of their homes and then confining them to their own homes, and having been loitering around the victims' residences for over a year—isn't that conclusive evidence?"

Chapter 293 Aunt is Fierce

“He is innocent.” Hojo Maki picked up her coffee with one hand, took a sip, and moved gracefully.

"His eyes don't look like a criminal's."

“I understand the logic.” Bai Chuanxia put down the documents: “We have witnesses and physical evidence. As far as their identities are concerned, a car wash worker and a female white-collar worker from a listed company don’t match up.”

Hojo Maki smiled, put down her coffee, and said, "I'm leaving now."

"Wait a minute." Shirakawa Natsu quickly grabbed her hand: "No matter what others think, I'm on your side, Auntie."

“Tokuda Hiroshi will submit the case to the prosecutor’s office tomorrow.” Hojo Maki pulled her hand back and glared at him. “He’s an inspector, I have no right to stop him.”

"That arrogant guy?" Shirakawa Natsu narrowed his eyes. "I'll handle it, but investigating this kind of case thoroughly is a bit difficult."

Hojo Maki glanced at him sideways, her expression a half-smile: "I'm quite surprised. With your looks and abilities, you must have no shortage of women."

“Auntie, you’re different.” Shirakawa Natsu looked at her sincerely.

Hojo Maki smiled, shifting her long legs under the table and leaning forward, a faint scent of perfume wafting into Shirakawa Natsu's nose.

Do you think these words will be effective on a woman in her thirties whose daughter is already an adult?

"Whether Auntie believes me or not doesn't matter, because I..." Shirakawa Natsu was about to say something sweet when Hojo Maki's finger was already on his lips, making him swallow his next words.

"Alright, if you want to do it, you can." Hojo Maki smiled. "It's not a transaction. I'm my age, and I have needs too. Besides, you've already tried everything on me, haven't you?"

"Actually, I'd rather talk about relationships." Shirakawa Natsumi was surprised. Aunt Hojo Maki usually had a serious face in front of outsiders, but when it came to sex, she was completely different from a young girl. Is this what a mature woman is like?

"Do you think I would fall for a boy who's about the same age as my daughter?" Hojo Maki slipped her fingers between Shirakawa Natsu's lips, tracing his teeth and caressing his tongue. "Or you might want me to find someone else, a more mature man, maybe he'd be better at it."

"Auntie, please leave this to me!" Shirakawa Natsu tried to suck on her finger, but she pulled it away beforehand.

Hojo Maki gently stirred her coffee with her long, slender fingers, then wiped them clean with a napkin before picking up her coffee cup.

"I'm waiting for your good news."

She brought the coffee cup to her lips, but under Shirakawa Natsu's expectant gaze, she moved her hand away and poured the coffee into the trash can next to her.

"I can take you to see the suspect tomorrow. Also, Hiroshi Tokuda is a very vengeful person, so be careful he doesn't hold a grudge against you."

"Don't worry." Shirakawa Natsu felt like she was being manipulated. When aunties get sexy, little girls really have nothing on them.

Watching Hojo Maki leave, he began to think about how to deal with the situation.

If you help her get what she wants, you can enjoy the aunt's voluptuous body. You want to have sex with her, not only for the great experience, but also to trigger an emergency mission.

If it were another woman, she would most likely become a friend, making it impossible to trigger emergency missions.

Only Aunt Mafei was deemed a valuable target, and the danger was relatively controllable.

Emergency missions come with penalties, but the rewards are too tempting.

At the same time, in a luxury apartment in downtown Tokyo.

Hiroshi Tokuda was investigating Natsumi Shirakawa's information. When they met today, he pretended not to care, but secretly took a picture with his phone as he left.

He had already thoroughly investigated all of Hojo Maki's relatives and friends.

When Shirakawa Natsu appeared, it immediately alerted him.

As a police officer, he'd seen far too many mature and beautiful married women having affairs with handsome young men.

Information about Shirakawa Natsu was easier to find than he had expected.

“A well-known cartoonist who volunteered at the bureau two months ago.”

Hiroshi Tokuda looked at the introduction and fell into thought. As a police inspector, he could tell at a glance that the relationship between the two was definitely more than just that of his daughter's classmates.

In his mind, he saw the alluring image of Hojo Maki being pinned down by a handsome young man.

Or perhaps it's a scene where a mature woman kisses a shy young man.

As a police inspector, I possess meticulous association and thinking abilities.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, his expression gradually turned ugly, and his fist began to harden.

Take a deep breath and try to calm yourself down. When an adult takes revenge, it must be a thunderous strike.

"Ding-dong." The doorbell suddenly rang, interrupting his thoughts.

Hiroshi Tokuda was taken aback. He went to the door, turned on the video call, and saw a young man wearing a building security guard uniform and a mask.

"Hello, this is a package that Ms. Kyoka asked us to deliver."

Seeing that it was a familiar security guard, he lowered his guard and opened the door.

His expression froze; there was nothing outside.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

The next second, everything went black before his eyes, as if he had been stuffed into something like a sack.

Immediately following was a barrage of punches and kicks.

"Ah! Who! Help!" The unknown fear and pain made Tokuda Hiroshi unable to remain calm. He put aside his thoughts of taking revenge on the man who appeared next to Hojo Maki and began to cry for help.

Half an hour later.

"Is this an ambulance? Yes, please come to this address. Someone is unconscious." Shirakawa Natsumi said before hanging up the public phone.

Put the security guard uniform he borrowed back where it was.

The combination of the "invisible human" technique and the blond-haired photographer's knowledge of surveillance is simply an amazing infiltration skill.

Ms. Kyoka is Hiroshi Tokuda's wife, and the woman he mentioned who has already signed the divorce agreement; this information is not hard to find.

Knowing that he was going through a divorce, he naturally wouldn't suspect anything when he saw the building security guard delivering his wife's things.

He's not like those novel protagonists who, knowing someone is plotting against the women around them, are forced to passively wait for the other party to frame them before launching a counterattack.

The correct approach, of course, is to disregard everything else and take action to subdue the other party first.

If I've made a mistake, I can only apologize.

Who told you to try and mess with my woman?

Besides, he didn't kill him.

Time quickly came to the next day.

When Shirakawa Natsu went to the police station to see Hojo Maki, she looked perfectly normal: "Tokuda Hiroshi was attacked by an unknown assailant last night. He insists that he was attacked by a demon and is currently undergoing a mental evaluation. I will continue to take over his work."

After she finished speaking, she saw Shirakawa Natsu looking at her strangely and frowned, asking, "Is there a problem?"

"It's nothing." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, only noting that Hojo Maki didn't have any of the flirtatious charm she had yesterday at the police station.

There was no surprise at all that Tokuda Hiroshi had an accident, and no one asked him about it.

Shirakawa Natsuya, of course, didn't take the initiative to ask, and went to the interrogation room with Aunt Maki.

He met with the suspect who was identified as a kidnapper and convict.

He was in his early twenties, very young, and sat there looking uneasy, glancing around nervously, his hands constantly shifting position.

When he saw Shirakawa Natsu come in, he quickly said, "I'm not a criminal, I'm not a prisoner, she and I are in love."

Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. It was a classic case. He also felt that he and his aunt were in love, but he couldn't just tie her up and take her home to mold her into his own shape.

"Please calm down." Aunt Mafei's voice was reassuring, serious yet gentle: "Please recount how you met again."

"Okay...okay." The young man bit his finger. "She was the one who started talking to me. I'll go to the company for an interview."

"Why did she talk to you?" Shirakawa Natsu narrowed her eyes. Could she be the kind of woman who enjoys toying with men's feelings?

“Oh, she’s the company receptionist,” the young man said.

“…” Shirakawa Natsu rubbed the bridge of her nose.

Chapter 294 Extraordinary Means

Just as Shirakawa Natsu was about to lash out, she suddenly felt a strange sensation in her calf. She glanced at it out of the corner of her eye and froze instantly.

One of Hojo Maki's feet had somehow emerged from her leather boot, her toes brushing against his calf and tracing down his trouser leg.

On the table, she was looking at the young man with a serious expression, dignified and beautiful.

Although the uniforms provided by the police inspector were women's trousers, not skirts, and without stockings, they were even worn over socks.

But Aunt Mafei's movements were very gentle, like she was stroking or massaging.

Shirakawa Natsu's anger towards the young man instantly shifted from the top of her head to her lower body.

"Ahem." He coughed lightly twice, adjusting his facial expression, unable to maintain a serious demeanor like Aunt Ma Fei while making small movements under the table.

"So, Shota, how did you two start dating?"