My Yellow Hair App / Pure Love Warrior's Yellow Hair System

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Upon hearing this, Yuko Kimura trembled and obediently turned around and lay down on the ground.

Shirakawa Natsu reached out and pried it open.

"No...please, don't." Kimura Yuko pressed her face against the floor: "Not there, it'll crack."

“Okay, I’ll ask, you answer. If I think you’re lying.” As he spoke, he applied a little force, causing Kimura Yuko to scream.

"What's your relationship with Onizuka Juanko?" Shirakawa Natsu asked, preparing to exert force.

"Waaah, it's really okay. He's even more cooperative when I threaten him with his mother when we play at his house." Kimura Yuko blurted out, afraid of getting hurt again.

"For example, you wouldn't want your mother to see that her only son is actually a pervert who likes to be penetrated by women, right?"

"Waaaaah, it was just for fun, actually... actually I'm a pure love person."

"..." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched; he was truly speechless at Kimura Yuko's words.

Good grief, I thought the eighth son was threatening you, but it turns out you're the blond guy, aren't you?

God, pure love party.

He suddenly thought of the eight men's ex-girlfriends.

That rebellious girl who claims to be a virgin.

"When you were dating Hachiman, was he the one who took the initiative sexually?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked.

"I...I don't know." Yuko Kimura sobbed, wiping away her tears. "I'm usually the one who takes the initiative."

"What's your purpose in dressing me up as a cosplayer?" Shirakawa Natsumi continued to ask.

"Because you're handsome and have a lot of masculinity." Kimura Yuko said pitifully, "I broke up with Yasuo, so I want to find a new boyfriend, sob sob, I really just want to find a boyfriend."

Why did you break up with Yakuman?

"Because he suddenly committed suicide."

Why did he commit suicide?

"I really don't know, sob sob sob." Yuko Kimura cried and looked more and more aggrieved: "A few days ago, we even made plans to make a movie about goblins and princesses. The props were all made, sob sob sob, they're in the cabinet."

"Isn't he the one who gets taken advantage of?"

"Yes, I am a goblin."

"..."

Shirakawa Natsu rubbed her temples, got up from her, walked to the wardrobe, and reached out to open it.

This is no ordinary wardrobe; it is filled with all sorts of strange props.

He picked up the goblin prop, and wow, it was at least five centimeters in diameter and twenty centimeters long.

"I've told you everything I know." Kimura Yuko wiped away her tears: "Waaah, please let me go. I kept those photos to myself and never sold them."

Shirakawa Natsumi took out the props and smiled, "Since we're here, let's give it a try."

If it works well, perhaps it can be used on the aunt.

"No...no. Don't come any closer! Ah! Help!"

……

Kitagawa Natsumi took a relaxing bath and left Kimura Yuko's house.

Get into the sports car and start piecing together the clues.

He then subjected the suspect to further interrogation.

Yuko Kimura's answers were consistent, which confirms her position in this matter.

He's a cosplay hunter.

It specifically targets young people who are passionate about the cosplay community.

They use cosplay costumes, makeup, and photoshoots as bait.

They were taken into the abyss and then disciplined.

After getting tired of something, abandon it and look for the next target.

Shirakawa Natsumi searched for the photos online and found the same ones Kimura Yuko had mentioned.

The photos she took were for personal collection only and not for profit.

After Shirakawa Natsumi had almost gotten her off, he couldn't be bothered with her anymore.

The whole story was gradually taking shape in his mind.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

His phone suddenly rang, and when he answered it, it was Miyuki's voice.

"Hi, you seem to be in some trouble. Do you need me to come over?"

On the other end of the phone, there were shouts and cheers; she was at the combat training ground.

“Oh, what do you know?” Shirakawa Natsu frowned.

"Hot search."

"Okay, I'll take a look first." Kitagawa Natsu hung up the phone and opened the trending topics.

"Breaking news: Police coerced a popular actor."

Clicking on it leads to a screenshot from a video.

In the hospital room, Onizuka Kinko had her head down, and he took her hand.

Judging from the composition, it immediately brings to mind that he forced Juanzi.

Below the trending topic is Onizuka Kyiko's personal account, with her latest post.

"I'm sorry to take up public resources with this. I am a mother, and my child's recovery is the greatest blessing God has given me. I don't want to pursue who is at fault anymore; I just hope my child won't be affected. Let's leave it at that. Thank you."

"Good heavens." Bai Chuanxia pouted, realizing he had indeed beaten up that Yakuza.

Onizuka Kenko thought she didn't want to let it go, so she took the initiative.

Chapter 330 How dare you?

"Are you serious?" Aunt Mafei looked at him with a strange expression and suspicious eyes: "You want to sue Onizuka Juanzi on the grounds of false accusation?"

"Of course, Auntie, do you think I'm the kind of guy who wants to sleep with every woman I see?" Shirakawa Natsumi pouted.

I massaged the aunt's shoulders with both hands, and while she was looking at documents, I slid my hands inside her neckline.

Aunt Mafei gave him a reproachful look and leaned back, allowing him to reach deeper.

Shirakawa Natsu tried it, and sure enough, she couldn't hold it with one hand.

My fingers sank in completely; it was so soft that I always had the illusion that it would crumble if I applied too much pressure.

“If the evidence is insufficient, she will definitely counter-accuse you of false accusation to protect her reputation.”

"Don't worry, Auntie, I have witnesses." Shirakawa Natsumi reached in with her other hand as well: "It's time to get to the bottom of this."

"Are you a child?" Ma Fei stood up from her seat, pulled his hand out of her collar, and turned to sit on her desk: "You like it so much."

"No, that's not it." Shirakawa Natsu wrapped her arms around the aunt's slender waist and leaned closer. "I just simply like you, Auntie."

Besides the aunt's, he also likes dishes with vegetables, which are only slightly smaller in scale than the aunt's.

Nao's girlish bulge is also quite interesting.

The fox's shape is the most perfect, like a work of art.

Playing with it gives you a unique feeling of wasting something precious.

He thought about it for a moment and realized he liked them all.

Ma Fei glanced at him sideways, a mature smile playing on her lips.

Her fingers traced a line, guiding Bai Chuanxia's gaze, as she unbuttoned three buttons on her uniform jacket.

The white shirt below was a little disheveled.

Her fair skin was exposed at the collar, and the curve of her sexy collarbone was captivating.

"Auntie?" Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange; she thought the auntie looked very charming today.

"Want a kiss?" Ma Fei smiled seductively, unbuttoning her white shirt, revealing a black, lace-up design.

She hooked her finger down her bra, revealing what was inside: "Call me Mommy."

"Mom!" Shirakawa Natsu rushed over without any hesitation.

"..." Ma Fei was stunned, not expecting him to actually say it. She saw that Bai Chuanxia had already thrown himself into her arms: "You used to be quite strong-willed. Be gentle, don't bite."

For the first time in all the time Shirakawa Natsu spent with her aunt, she managed to silence her.

Several days later, the courthouse was surrounded by people.

Numerous media reporters, armed with cameras and microphones, surrounded the courthouse.

The reporter, holding the topic in hand, addressed the camera:

"The recent high-profile case of Onizuka Kenko's false accusation has begun. We await the court's final verdict to find out what really happened."

Inside the courtroom, the judge struck down his gavel: "Court is now in session. Plaintiff, please speak."

Onizuka Kyōko took off her sunglasses, her face extremely gloomy.

She glared at Shirakawa Natsu across from her.

How dare this young policeman in front of him?

After Onizuka Ken invited her to a party but was turned down.

They were worried that he might reveal the matter using his position as a police officer, or use it to blackmail them.

So she bribed online trolls to expose the police for coercion during law enforcement.

But they don't provide concrete evidence.

That way, even if he reveals that he was invited to a party, everyone will think that the young policeman is framing him out of embarrassment and anger.

She then came forward again and told the media that she did not intend to pursue the matter further.

Legally, there will be no problem.

Even though the young policeman was furious, he couldn't do anything about this big star.

I don't need to worry about him revealing anything.

This is clearly how it should be.

Why did he dare to go directly to court?

Aren't you afraid of insufficient evidence and being countersued by yourself?

It is very difficult to establish a false accusation.

A man in a suit standing next to her whispered, "Please rest assured, Ms. Juanzi, in these kinds of cases, the judge has no chance of winning."

“Yes, I know.” Onizuka Kinko nodded. “Attorney Murakami, prepare for the countersuit.”

“Okay.” Lawyer Murakami nodded, looking relaxed, as if he couldn’t believe he was going to lose.

According to the principle of presumption of innocence.

Appeals based on fabricated rumors and false accusations are unlikely to succeed unless absolute and irrefutable evidence is obtained.

The problem is, what irrefutable evidence does the teenager have to prove that he did not coerce anyone during the law enforcement process?

Even if the entire process was recorded, it can be argued that the coercion was not recorded.

In his view, this lawsuit was simply an expression of the impotent rage of the young man before him.

Lawyer Murakami adjusted his glasses, realizing he needed to give the young man before him a lesson in society.

Let him understand that this world is very cruel.

Shirakawa Natsumi sensed the venomous gaze from Onizuka Kinko, but calmly stood up and bowed to the judge.

"I am a private investigator, commissioned by the police to assist in the investigation of the suicide of actress Juanzi's son."