Kanagawa Prefecture, southwest of Yokohama, Zushi City.

The small city of Zushi has a population of only 50,000 or 60,000, and if Yokohama is a satellite city of Greater Tokyo, then Zushi City is a satellite city of Yokohama, and the Kanto city is like this one next to the other, like the stars and the moon supporting the giant Tokyo.

It's just that today, the population of the city of Kozushi has increased suddenly, and thousands of demonstrators heading towards Yokosuka are blocked on the road.

The crowd was huge and spectacular, with improvised banners fluttering in the air, and occasional old men wearing white cloth around their foreheads, on which were written appeals for the government to tell the truth.

Almost all of the Kanagawa Prefectural Police were transferred here, holding shields or forming a line in police cars, and not only the Kanagawa Prefectural Police Police, but also the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department sent reinforcements, and the police force in the Kanto region was in chaos.

The two sides collided in Zushi City, as if two armies were facing each other in ancient times, one side was the shogunate army, and the other side was a crowd.

"You lackeys of the government!"

"Release!"

"We, as citizens, should have the right to know!"

"Crime!"

The procession with the old man as the backbone moved forward, but there were more police officers present than all the marchers, and it was not so simple to attack.

"Hold the front and don't let them move forward."

"Hey!"

The police shouted in unison, and they were confident that they would fend everyone off in Zushi City.

The residents of Zushi City stood in their homes and looked at the scene in front of them curiously, they have never quarreled with the world, and they have never seen such a new scene.

"Are they going to Yokosuka?" On second thought, the only thing worth a demonstration on the Miura Peninsula is Yokosuka.

"I guess I think back to the days when those guys in Yokosuka used to demonstrate every day, and I used to join in the fun when I was younger."

"But when I look at their slogans, they don't look like they want to drive away the Mi Army base, it's really strange."

"Who knows, it has nothing to do with us anyway, as long as ordinary people like us are safe and sound."

Some of the quick-witted citizens of Zushi City have driven their own tool carts, ready to provide food and water to a few thousand people – all for money, of course.

"Hey, isn't that a celebrity?"

"Which? Huh, it seems to be really, Yui Shirata? ”

Yuki Shirata stepped out of the car and nodded to his fellow police officers who had been waiting for a long time on the left and right.

As soon as she got out of the car, she felt the heat wave blowing in her face, and the voices of the crowd converged into a mountain of mountains.

"White Field Police Department." The head of the Kanagawa Police Headquarters eagerly shook hands with Yuki Shirata, "Mission requirements ......"

"Hey." Shirata Yuki nodded seriously, "On the way, I have already contacted the Commissioner of the Metropolitan Police Department." ”

"It's best to be able to dissuade them with words to go back, and the situation is complicated right now, and international influence needs to be minimized." As he spoke, the head of the police headquarters looked around.

Foreign consulates stationed in Tokyo have not been slow to respond, or the intelligence agencies of various countries have long known that there are hidden secrets buried deep in the Yokosuka base.

While the monk was leading the procession, the consulate also reacted very quickly to inform the news team of the state-run television station stationed in Tokyo, and followed up the interview in the name of legitimacy, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the island could not blame it.

"I understand, I will definitely persuade them to go back, please leave it to me," Yuki Shirata wanted to show a serious expression of 'leave everything to me', but her cute and delicate baby face was really not suitable for showing seriousness.

Especially when I think of Yuki Shirata's comedian performance on TV, the police minister can't help but want to laugh.

But the police minister is a professional and won't laugh easily.

"Well, I'm in trouble."

Yuki Shirata straightened his clothes and stood on the 'campaign propaganda vehicle', with the car horn turned on to the maximum.

The propaganda car drove to the front of the parade, and it was the first time that Yuki Shirata had experienced this kind of scene, and he was still a little nervous.

"She's so pretty, like that ...... What a little sister of Bar. ”

"You stinky old man Yinggu has been to a lot, that one is obviously Yuki Shirata."

After a quick verbal handover, everyone knew that there was a 'star' standing in the car in front of them, at least not a beautiful young lady in a special industry.

The political stars that the government of the island nation has spent so much resources to promote are still useful, and they can play a more effective role in disaster relief and comforting people's hearts than the police of an entire police station.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on herself, Yuki Shirata looked as usual, she was already a mature policeman who had gone through ups and downs.

Especially after relatives near and far took turns bombarding her phone at home, just to show off her big star to the villagers, Shirata Yuki has nothing to be shy about - in order to show off that he knows a big star, Shirata Yuki has become the capital of his relatives at the wine table.

The opening line is 'Huh! Did you know that the big star on TV is my niece?'

"Everyone!"

Shirata Yuki held the microphone and looked at everyone with burning eyes.

We must not disappoint the expectations of our relatives!

"Do you have the spirit today?!"

What the heck? The head of the police headquarters looked at Yuki Shirata speechlessly, how did this opening statement look like the opening of an idol concert.

Forget it, it's a matter of the Supernatural Hall anyway.

And...... It seems that the modern national character is very much like this?

"Master, what are we going to do next?"

Several organizers gathered around the monk, and a group of people looked at the monk like a moon.

"With so many police officers in front of us, it's hard for us to break through."

"yes, if you keep being held back like this, your morale will soon be worn out."

The monk couldn't stop nodding, and he knew what everyone was saying: "It's getting dark, let's buy something for everyone to eat first." ”

As he spoke, the monk took out the envelope from his bosom.

Full of Fukuzawa Yukichi,

"So much money? Master, we all have money with us. ”

"The money donated by well-wishers, as long as it can be used in the right place, has not failed the kindness of the benefactor, and if you use it, it will only add weight to me in vain."

"Yes."

Although there was a lot of money in the envelope, there were more people present, and even if they saved a little bread and water, it would not be enough for half of the people to eat.

If the war continues to be fought for a long time, it will definitely be lost.

"Master, are we at a stalemate like this?"

The monk's heart is like stopping water, and his face is ancient and there are no waves.

"Tomorrow." The monk's tone was firm, "Things will take a turn for the better tomorrow." ”

“！”

Everyone here has seen or heard of the monk's manifestation, and since this respectable transcendent has sworn by him, he definitely has a future.

Could it be that the master's moves are accumulating energy and will not be able to be used until tomorrow? If you don't make a move, it's enough, and if you make a move, it will be a landslide and a bloody drift.

A master!

"Tomorrow ......" Only the monk knew what he was talking about.

Since the mysterious existence in the dark gives him guidance, he will definitely not sit idly by and watch the team be intercepted halfway.

He will definitely help.