Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 100 - 96: The Hatred of Losing One’s Wife Spurs One On, Supervisor Arranges a Meeting (Six Updates, Requesting Monthly Tickets!!!)

Chapter 100: Chapter 96: The Hatred of Losing One’s Wife Spurs One On, Supervisor Arranges a Meeting (Six Updates, Requesting Monthly Tickets!!!)

On Monday, the morning news had broadcasted Jing Shangwei’s assassination as well as the details released at the press conference by the Police Headquarters the previous night, revealing to the nation that much had transpired in Tokyo while they slept.

Jing Shang had taken her revenge but was then labeled a ruthless and brutal criminal.

Jinwei Yu, Zhongshan Minggui, and Miyamoto Ryosuke had preserved their reputations but at the cost of their lives.

Aoyama Xiu Xin had killed Jing Shangwei, becoming a hero who solved the case and made a big name for himself nationwide.

This situation could be described as joyous for everyone.

This morning, while preparing for a photo shoot for an advertisement, Neitian Youji also saw this news. The solemn and collected Aoyama Xiu Xin on the TV seemed completely different from the person she had met before. She couldn’t imagine what Aoyama Xiu Xin looked like when he shot the criminal, which made her even more curious about him.

"Youji, hurry up and get changed. It’s almost your turn," her agent shouted at Neitian Youji.

"Right!" Neitian Youji snapped back to reality, quickly turned her gaze away, and hustled to the changing room. Moments later, she emerged wearing a set of black yoga attire.

The top was a tight, short design that revealed her waist and perfectly outlined her flexible and powerful abdominal muscles. The muscle definition visible above her waistline highlighted her youth, health, and vitality.

The bottom was a pair of stretchy yoga pants that tightly wrapped her long and symmetrical legs. Her skin, as white as jade, was slightly visible through the thin fabric, accentuating her graceful curves, rounded and firm buttocks, and strong leg muscles, radiating beauty and confidence from the inside out.

"I’m ready, please begin."

Neitian Youji’s face bore a bright smile typical of a youthful girl, full of vigor.

Meanwhile, since confirming that Asai Ayumi was not his, Nipponjiro, who had locked himself in his room and grown listless for several days, also saw the news report. Seeing Aoyama Xiu Xin on television, his emotions erupted, and he violently threw a chair at the TV.

"Ah! Idiot! Die! Die!"

As Nipponjiro smashed the TV, he hurled curses. The mere thought of the girl who once told him as a child that she wanted to marry him now, under Aoyama Xiu Xin and greeting him delightedly, made him feel like dying from pain and rage.

Downstairs at breakfast, the Renping Guoxiong couple and the Ninpei Oshiro couple naturally heard the commotion from upstairs, creating a strange atmosphere at the table.

"Snap!" Renping Guoxiong, with a stern face, slapped his cutlery on the table and stood up gasping for air, ready to go upstairs.

"Husband!" Renping Guoxiong’s wife quickly stood up to stop him, pleading, "Erlang has always been emotional and deeply in love with Ayumi. It’s normal for him to vent his emotions after such a big shock. Give him some time, and he’ll get over it. Don’t provoke him."

"He’s just been spoiled by you! It’s just a woman, and nothing was even set between Ayumi and him, yet it’s like he’s been cuckolded! If he were brave, he would go and take Ayumi back, instead of wallowing at home feeling sorry for himself. What’s the difference between him and trash?" Renping Guoxiong, clearly repressing many negative feelings, forcefully shook off his wife’s hand and stormed upstairs.

Mrs. Renping wanted to follow, but Ninpei Oshiro spoke, "Mom, Erlang’s behavior is indeed disgraceful. Let dad talk some sense into him."

"Ah!" Mrs. Renping sighed and sat back down, muttering complaints about Yanchuan Xianyou, "Ayumi and Erlang are meant to be. Why did the Yanchuan Family have to meddle? How can that Aoyama Xiu Xin be worthy of Ayumi or compare to our Erlang."

Ninpei Oshiro just smiled and said nothing.

But inside, he was very dissatisfied with Aoyama Xiu Xin.

After all, Asai Ayumi wasn’t just a woman; marrying her would also bring the Asakai family’s many years of connections as a dowry. Initially, he thought that now the Asakai family was lacking in strong successors, and the only male, Asai Ze Xi, had moved to the political arena after leaving the police force. If Erlang had married Asai Ayumi, they could have utilized the Asakai family’s connections to deepen their roots in the police force and eventually replace the position of the Asakai family completely.

And he, as a member of the House of Representatives, could have offered some help to Asai Ze Xi’s political career. The two families already had a basis of trust, and by further binding the families through marriage, they could have supported each other and prospered together.

But it all fell apart due to the sudden emergence of Aoyama Xiu Xin, which frustrated many of his plans, making him detest him to the bone.

However, even being seven years older than Renping Erlang and having navigated the political scene for years, he was more mature and rational. He had never shown any dissatisfaction with Aoyama Xiu Xin in front of his family, but secretly, he had already set in motion his revenge.

"Mom, I’m done eating. I have a meeting later, so I’ll be going now," Ninpei Oshiro put down his cutlery, picked up the briefcase beside him, and stood up.

His wife hurriedly stood up, handing him the coat from the chair, and saw him to the door, "Hope your work goes well today."

Upstairs, the furious Renping Guoxiong kicked open the door to Nipponjiro’s bedroom. Seeing the smashed TV, he was absolutely livid.

He marched forward, grabbed Nipponjiro by the hair, and shoved him onto the bed, panting and yelling, "Smashing the TV? What, saw the news about Aoyama Xiu Xin this morning? I really wonder if you’re my son. If only you had half the spirit of your older brother, Ayumi wouldn’t have chosen such a loser!"

"Idiot! What are you looking at! This shows you’re even less than a loser! If you really have the guts, go make a name for yourself and show Ayumi she chose wrong! If she saw you like this right now, she’d be relieved she didn’t choose you."

"Even if you went and fought Aoyama Xiu Xin like a brute, Ayumi might respect you more! But you don’t even dare to do that! If you’re capable, wash away the shame others have placed on you with your own hands."

Nipponjiro was stunned by the most trusted ones, feeling both infuriated and humiliated, with his face turning alternately pale and flushed.

"Think about it well, if you don’t come down for breakfast within ten minutes, then pack your stuff and go to the United States to continue your studies. Running away might be shameful, but it’s useful for cowards," Renping Kuniaki angrily released Nipponjiro and slammed the door as he left.

"Bang!"

Listening to the heavy closing of the door, Nipponjiro remained prone for a while before sitting up, "Aoyama Xiu Xin, we’ll see."

Even if you marry Ling in the future, I will still take her away from you and let you wear the green hat!

...

"Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!"

Inside Asai Ayumi’s office, Aoyama Xiu Xin sneezed three times and, sniffing, took the tissue Asai Ayumi handed him and muttered, "Definitely someone is talking about me behind my back."

"Who knows, maybe it’s because you’ve given too many green hats, and the victims are figuring out how to kill you," Asai Ayumi said sarcastically.

She knew that Aoyama Xiu Xin was maintaining relations as ’friends with benefits’ with two married women, often meeting to fool around.

Upon learning of Aoyama Xiu Xin’s preferences, Asai Ayumi suddenly felt relieved for Nipponjiro. If they really got married under family arrangements, Nipponjiro would never lack hats to wear throughout the year.

"One victim is dead, another is worse than dead lying on the sickbed, it would really be a medical miracle if they could come to slash me," Aoyama Xiu Xin tossed the tissue into the trash can and then spoke about why he approached her, "This Wednesday my older brother is coming back, check if your father-in-law is available. If he is, let’s have dinner together that evening."

"Okay," Asai Ayumi nodded in agreement.

Aoyama Xiu Xin turned and left the office. As soon as the door closed, his phone rang. He answered while walking towards his office, "Moshi moshi?"

"Police Chief Aoyama, Shinichi and I just received the orders, we must report to Police Headquarters to see Police Chief Asai by Friday," Fujimoto Ryosuke said excitedly.

Since Aoyama Xiu Xin returned to the Police Headquarters and got promoted to Police Chief, Fujimoto Ryosuke no longer called him ’Mr. Xiu Xin’ as intimately as before, but rather by his official title, making Aoyama Xiu Xin experience the helpless feeling described by Mr. Lu Xun.

There was now a thick wall between them.

Aoyama Xiu Xin felt very happy to hear this news, "Yoshi, it’s finally settled, let’s have a drink with Ling tonight."

His confidants were finally being transferred to his side.

It would make handling any case much more convenient in the future.

"Hey! But please let me and Shinichi treat," Fujimoto Ryosuke said seriously.

Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed, "When someone insists on picking up the tab, I sure wouldn’t mind, let’s meet tonight then."

"Hey!"

"Police Chief Aoyama." Suddenly a voice came from behind, Aoyama Xiu Xin turned to see the Deputy Director from the criminal division, Morioka Yu, approaching him with a bow, "Police Chief Morishita, good morning."

"You don’t need to be so formal, Aoyama. You’ve really brought us honor this time in the criminal division," Morioka Lang, in his thirties and rather portly looking as if he was ten months pregnant, laughed until his eyes nearly disappeared. He tried to pat Aoyama Xiu Xin on the shoulder but was a bit too short and had to settle for the arm, "I’ve wanted to have a drink with you for a while now, could you join me tonight?"

Being invited for drinks by a superior was a sign of respect, and it was also his first invitation; Aoyama Xiu Xin couldn’t refuse him and replied, "Hey!"

As for the drinking session with Nakamura Shinichi and Fujimoto Ryosuke, it could be pushed back a bit, to the second half of the evening.

"After work, we’ll go together, I’ll take you to a nice place," Morioka Yu said meaningfully, winking, "You won’t be disappointed!"

"Hey!" Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed again in response.

Morioka Yu patted his shoulder again, "Alright, get back to work, come to my office when you’re done."

"Hey!" Aoyama Xiu Xin turned and left.

Morioka Yu stood there, glaring at Aoyama Xiu Xin’s retreating figure with narrowed eyes, then with his protruding belly, turned around to go back to his office to make a call.

"He accepted the invitation... Hey! Hey!"