Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 107 - 103: Must Climb Higher Step by Step

Chapter 107: Chapter 103: Must Climb Higher Step by Step

Aoyama Xiu Xin walked out of Police Headquarters and saw a black Mercedes S600 parked outside. Next to the car stood a middle-aged man in a black suit who appeared to be quite stocky.

As he approached, the man in black politely bowed and then opened the rear passenger door.

Aoyama Xiu Xin serenely got into the car.

About fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of a riverside villa at Central District Xinchuan First District.

The bodyguard from the passenger seat got out to open the car door for Aoyama Xiu Xin, saying, "Please follow me."

Aoyama Xiu Xin straightened his clothes and followed the man towards the villa, but at the entrance, he was stopped by two security personnel. He cooperatively raised his hands.

After a diligent search that verified he wasn’t carrying weapons, the two stepped aside.

Aoyama Xiu Xin followed the bodyguard who had received him into the villa’s forecourt and then took a side path beside the villa to the backyard, where not only Yamada Yuuji was present but also Morioka Yu.

Both were bruised and swollen, kneeling on the ground with trepidation, evidently having just experienced a beating.

Sitting on a chair directly in front of them was an old man who looked over sixty, somewhat obese, with a mane of silver hair styled into a ’Big Back Head.’

It was Heize Xin, the vice-president of the Liberal Democratic Party—an old man whose stomp could shake all of Japan thrice.

Power could indeed make a person seem younger; one could not tell that the man across was nearly in his eighties.

His secretary, Harayama Heiji, stood beside him, genteel in demeanor, carrying the air of a scholar.

There were also several well-dressed bodyguards around.

Upon seeing Aoyama Xiu Xin’s arrival, Yamada Yuuji glanced at him, then looked back at Morioka Yu.

Morioka Yu, feeling guilty, dared not look at Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Aoyama Xiu Xin immediately understood; surely, it was Morioka Yu who had told Heize Xin about the lost photo.

In the spur of the moment, Aoyama Xiu Xin had already prostrated himself and performed the most respectful bow, "Mr. Heize!"

Damn, just pretend it’s an early funeral visit.

Heize Xin didn’t respond, as if he hadn’t heard.

"Police Chief Aoyama, why didn’t you hand over the photos after you got them?" Harayama Heiji pushed up his glasses, walked toward Aoyama Xiu Xin, looking down on him with an arrogant demeanor, and demanded.

Although Aoyama Xiu Xin already hated the arrogant man in his heart, he answered with utmost respect, "Please, Mr. Heize, shed light on this matter. I, a mere police chief, have never had the privilege of gazing upon ’the face of Heaven.’"

"I did not know the person in the photos was you, I only kept them thinking they might be useful. Otherwise, whether for the protection of you, the cornerstone of Japan, for political stability, or for my personal future and honor, I would have gladly offered them with both hands."

This was Aoyama Xiu Xin’s most humiliating moment since starting over in Japan. The humiliation fueled a burning desire for power and a drive for revenge.

The more abject he was now, the more ferocious his revenge would be when the time came; otherwise, his profound hatred would remain unquenched!

This feeling, that life and death were at someone else’s whim, that struggling was merely a choice of how to die, was unbearable.

He had to climb higher, step by step!

To Aoyama Xiu Xin, he felt he had lowered his stance enough, but Harayama Heiji did not see it the same way.

"Idiot! The root of all these mistakes is your failure to recognize the gentleman. Your greatest mistake is not knowing him!" Harayama Heiji scolded furiously.

He too was frustrated, for if it were not for the concern of being implicated by Yamada Yuuji that led to an investigation, which in turn revealed the truth through Morioka Yu, they would still be unaware that the photo was stolen, again gone without a trace.

If the photo fell into the hands of Heize Xin’s political rivals, becoming a bullet aimed at him, and if Heize Xin were overthrown, his own fate would be none too favorable.

Thus, Yamada Yuuji, Morioka Yu, and Aoyama Xiu Xin were in his eyes deserving of a thousand deaths.

Aoyama Xiu Xin couldn’t contain his anger. Wasn’t the source of the mistake that old whore Heize Xin, who at his age couldn’t control his lust and had to satiate his libido?

So not knowing him was a capital offense, huh.

"Yes! Xiu Xin admits his mistake and regrets it deeply. I implore Mr. Heize to give me a chance to atone. After I have righted this wrong, I am willing to accept any punishment!" Aoyama Xiu Xin said earnestly.

"Atone? With what will you atone?" Harayama Heiji’s voice was shrill, fury turning to laughter, "Do you know where the photo is? Can you get it back? A bunch of good-for-nothings, capable of nothing but failure!"

While speaking, he extended a hand to the side.

A bodyguard handed him a baseball bat.

"I can! I can get it back today! If I can’t, I’m willing to be punished!" Aoyama Xiu Xin immediately realized from this that Yamada Yuuji hadn’t disclosed that the photo was with Mizutani Shogo, and promptly raised his head to shout.

As he shouted, his muscles tensed up; if Heize Xin really wanted to kill him, then he could only rely on his physical condition to spill blood within five steps.

From a law enforcer to an outlaw, to cleanse the Congress in a bloodbath, even if he ended up being shot dead by a sniper, it was still better than dying in suffocation here.

Finally, Heize Xin spoke, "Stand down."

"Yes!" Harayama Heiji, about to vent his anger with the baseball bat, immediately stepped aside.

Aoyama Xiu Xin heaved a sigh of relief and spoke swiftly, "I have already found a clue. I will recover the photos by twelve o’clock tonight. Please, Mr. Heize, grant me a chance to redeem myself!"

"Before you came, I had a look at some of your information," Heize Xin stated slowly.

Aoyama Xiu Xin quickly responded, "Yes! It is an honor for Xiu Xin, I hope it hasn’t dirtied your eyes."

"One grows to cherish talent as one gets older, and I like to promote capable younger people. Since you claim you can retrieve the photographs today, I’ll give you a chance," Heize Xin said, eyes narrowing slightly, "Bring back the photos, and not only will I overlook the past, but you will also be handsomely rewarded."

At this point, he paused, his eyes turning cold, "If you can’t deliver, then you, your older brother, your sister-in-law, all three of you will feed the fish in the sea, understand?"

"Hey! Thank you, sir, for your mercy. I definitely won’t let you down!" Aoyama Xiu Xin said emphatically, old man, you’re going to kick the bucket soon.

Heize Xin said, "You can go now."

"Mr. Heize, I need Prosecutor Yamada’s help," Aoyama Xiu Xin remained still.

Since Yamada Yuuji had been beaten up without spilling the beans about the photo at Mizutani Shogo’s place before his arrival, of course, Aoyama Xiu Xin wouldn’t just ignore him.

Ants on the same rope must pull together.

And with this incident alone, he would truly have a trustworthy friend in the prosecutor’s office in the future.

The Tokyo District Court holds substantial power.

Heize Xin was indifferent to this, to him, the two were just ants, whether he let go of one or two, it didn’t matter, he could crush them anytime he wanted.

"In that case, Yamada can leave as well."

"Hey! Thank you, Mr. Heize, thank you for your mercy. I will definitely assist Police Chief Aoyama in retrieving the photos!" Yamada Yuuji’s tense body suddenly relaxed, and he repeatedly thanked him in an ecstatic frenzy.

Police Chief Morishita panicked immediately, shouting frantically at Aoyama Xiu Xin, "Mr. Aoyama, I can help you too, I really can, take me with you!"

"I’m sorry, Police Chief Morishita, I wouldn’t dare lie in front of Mr. Heize; you can’t help me," Aoyama Xiu Xin said indifferently. Then, he got up, bowed to Heize Xin, and turned to leave.

This son of a bitch sold them all out; without any spine or intelligence to speak of, Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t care about his life or death.

Yamada Yuuji hurriedly followed right behind him.

"No! You can’t abandon me!" Police Chief Morishita scrambled up trying to catch up but was blocked by two bodyguards. He then turned and threw himself to the ground, kowtowing to Mr. Heize, "Mr. Heize, I am still of use, I still have value! Please give me a chance to serve!"

"You learned about the whereabouts of the photo and didn’t think to tell me immediately; that is a capital offense," Heize Xin said calmly, fingers lightly tapping on the armrest.

Police Chief Morishita felt a chill throughout his body and before he could come to his senses, a baseball bat swung with a whoosh, smacked him on the head, knocking him to the ground. Then, a succession of blows rained down on him. Morishita’s screams weakened and finally, he was beaten to death while still alive.

Blood splattered and spilled everywhere on the ground.

A Tokyo Police Headquarters chief was casually beaten to death by Heize Xin, like killing a dog.

Aoyama Xiu Xin and Yamada Yuuji listened as the screams behind them faded away, exchanged a glance, and without a word, quickened their pace, leaving the villa engulfed in death.

They had been brought here in a company car.

But when leaving, no one saw them off.

"This guy, Morishita," Yamada Yuuji wanted to say something but didn’t know how to put it.

Just over one day and one night, the three most important confidants around him were gone.

But thankfully, from now on, he had a more reliable and capable partner at Police Headquarters.

Looking at the bustling street, Aoyama Xiu Xin exhaled, "Thank goodness, Prosecutor Yamada, you didn’t mention Mizutani Shogo, or else I would have been at a disadvantage."

Yeah, he would have been forced to go on a killing spree.

"I’m not an idiot like Morishita. If I had told about the whereabouts of the photos, our usefulness would have been gone too," Yamada Yuuji said, touching the spots where he had been beaten, wincing in pain.

When had he ever been beaten so badly?

Aoyama Xiu Xin asked, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No need, let’s quickly put our plan into action and retrieve the photos," Yamada Yuuji refused, shaking his head.

Without the photos, the anxiety continued.

Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded, "Alright!"

He too wanted to quickly wash away the humiliation he had just endured.

.........

"Sir, why let Aoyama Xiu Xin and them go retrieve the photos? I could’ve pried their mouths open to get the clues about the photo," Harayama Heiji stood behind Heize Xin massaging his shoulders as he spoke.

He looked down on the abilities of Aoyama Xiu Xin and Yamada Yuuji, fearing that they would bungle things up again.

Heize Xin, eyes closed, smiled slightly, offering an explanation, "Because I’m very interested in that automatic loan machine scheme that Aoyama Xiu Xin and Yanchuan Xianyou are running. Moreover, as I said, I enjoy nurturing the younger generation and from what I’ve seen, this person Aoyama Xiu Xin is quite interesting."

Although the automatic loan machine was a closely guarded secret, that was without big shots like him taking an active interest. To Heize Xin, a small fry like Aoyama Xiu Xin had virtually no secrets.

In his eyes, they were as good as stripped bare.

Just overnight, he had completely figured out Aoyama Xiu Xin: a fallen member of the Imperial Family framed and demoted, but within a mere few months, he returned to Police Headquarters, had connections with the Asakai and Yanchuan families, and came up with the hugely profitable automatic loan machine.

It was as if... he had become a completely different person?

Capability, courage, and intelligence—he had it all.

If he could dominate him, he would be a good dog.

"Yes, Sir!" Harayama Heiji replied, though inside he felt an urgent sense that he would have to compete with Aoyama Xiu Xin for favor in the future.

He had never seen Heize Xin show such tolerance towards someone who had erred, actually allowing them to live.

Heize Xin wanted to make Aoyama Xiu Xin his dog, while Harayama Heiji vied for the position of beloved pet.

But both were far from realizing that Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t want to be a dog; he wanted to be a wolf, to bite them to death!

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