Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 124 - 120: I Accept the Gift but It Doesn’t Mean I Agree

Chapter 124: Chapter 120: I Accept the Gift but It Doesn’t Mean I Agree

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Just as Nakamura Shinichi had finished organizing his files and left, the door to Aoyama Xiu Xin’s office was knocked again.

"Come in," Aoyama Xiu Xin called out casually.

Dressed in uniform, the rather attractive Asai Ayumi entered. After her promotion to inspector, unless it was a particularly serious case, she didn’t need to be at the scene to direct operations and spent most of her time in the office; thus, she had to wear a uniform.

Moreover, she no longer carried a gun.

Following her was a man in his mid to late twenties, about 1.7 meters tall, of medium build but on the slimmer side, with average looks, a stern face, and no smile.

"Inspector," Aoyama Xiu Xin stood up and saluted.

Although she was his fiancée.

But at work, they addressed each other by their titles.

"No need for formalities, Police Chief Aoyama." Asai Ayumi nodded indifferently then pointed to the young man beside her and said, "This is Chief Asano Hirofumi, your new assistant. I’ve just introduced him to some of the other colleagues. You should get to know each other."

"Chief Aoyama, I look forward to working under your guidance!" Asano Hirofumi bowed deeply, speaking emphatically.

Aoyama Xiu Xin returned the bow and stood up with a cheerful grin, "Chief Asano seems like a capable and strong officer. With you here, my job will be much easier. It’s all about helping each other out."

Asano Hirofumi bowed again but did not respond.

"All right, Chief Asano, go and get your desk organized. I have something to discuss with Police Chief Aoyama," Asai Ayumi said softly.

"Yes!" Asano Hirofumi bowed to both of them, then turned to leave, closing the door behind him.

As soon as the door closed, Asai Ayumi’s stern face melted into a smile, "Now that you have your own private office, how does it feel?"

"Too bad there’s no female secretary." Aoyama Xiu Xin flopped down, shaking his head with a hint of regret.

He needed to climb to the level where he’d be assigned a secretary soon.

Work for the secretary if there was work, mess with the secretary if there wasn’t.

"Always insatiable," Asai Ayumi rolled her eyes, sitting down on the sofa and crossing her legs, she asked, "Did you find out who masterminded the hit on you?"

The skirt of her uniform was long, completely covering her thighs, exposing only her slender, stocking-clad calves and black high heels with red soles.

"No idea, I’ve given up," Aoyama Xiu Xin shook his head, not telling the truth, and said with feigned nonchalance, "In our line of work, making enemies is easy; finding out who’s behind things isn’t. That’s the price of pleading for the people and administering justice."

"Be careful in the future," Asai Ayumi sighed helplessly upon hearing this.

Aoyama Xiu Xin jovially asked, "Afraid of becoming a widow?"

"I’m worried you’ll die and a video of me deliberately killing Chongtian will get leaked by whoever handles your belongings after your death," Asai Ayumi retorted irritably.

Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled without responding, knowing well there was no such video. He had tricked this woman for a long time with a lie; he felt rather clever.

Asai Ayumi found his smile disgusting and got increasingly irritated the more she looked at him; she got up and left, "I have a meeting, I’m going."

"Wait," Aoyama Xiu Xin called after her, then asked, "What’s the deal with that Asano Hirofumi?"

"Oh right, I forgot to tell you, he was transferred from the police station; apparently, the leaders there found him annoying," Asai Ayumi laughed mischievously.

Aoyama Xiu Xin immediately felt his headache bloom. If the station leaders found Asano Hirofumi annoying, he suspected that working with him would not go smoothly either.

Asai Ayumi waved her hand, "I really have to go."

"Safe travels, Inspector," Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed.

With her back to him, Asai Ayumi raised her middle finger.

Knowing Aoyama Xiu Xin, his respect for her superior status was just for the thrill of playing with her; the twisted man.

The role disparity had become his arousal tool.

"Bang!" The door slammed shut.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong—"

At that moment, Aoyama Xiu Xin’s cell phone rang.

"Moshi moshi," he casually picked it up.

"..." After a moment of silence on the other side, a careful voice finally arose, "Chief Aoyama, I’m Matsubara Zizhi. I did what you instructed and told Saihara Ichiro. The Chief Editor Cangji just said to make sure to get evidence the next time you sleep with me to pin rape charges on you."

"Hah," Aoyama Xiu Xin sneered upon hearing this.

Ninpei Oshiro was quite ruthless, plotting something big in silence – the quiet dogs bite hardest.

Matsubara Zizhi was a journalist, and he was a police officer; if this plan succeeded, their roles alone would generate significant public debate on the false rape case.

Add to that Saihara Ichiro’s ability to use the influence of Asahi News to manipulate and guide public opinion, once the media frenzy started, his reputation would be utterly destroyed.

If he hadn’t been vigilant and looked into Matsubara Zizhi, he might have really fallen for this honey trap and died without even knowing who was responsible.

Listening to Aoyama Xiu Xin’s cold laugh, Matsubara Zizhi trembled in fear. Her experience that night at the slaughterhouse had become an unforgettable nightmare. Now, every time she closed her eyes, she seemed to hear the roar of the meat grinder.

Xiu Xin Aoyama felt fear rooted deep in his bones.

"Just find an excuse to stall," Aoyama Xiu Xin said, predicting that once he took down Saihara Ichiro, he could viciously turn the tables on Ninpei Oshiro.

He would let him know that he was a porcupine; anyone who dared touch him should be ready to be pierced and bleed!

Moreover, Ninpei Oshiro and Saihara Ichiro still had no idea that he knew everything, thus while his enemies were in broad daylight, he lurked in the shadows, he being the one with the upper hand.

Matsubara Zizhi obediently replied: "Yes!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin hung up and then called Fujimoto Ryosuke. "Do you have a plan for Saihara Ichiro? I need control of him as soon as possible."

"Yes! I already have an idea, don’t worry, Chief, I’ll implement it right away!" Fujimoto Ryosuke said.

"Alright, Mr. Liangyi, I’m counting on you."

"Yes! It’s my duty."

That evening, Aoyama Xiu Xin drove to Kanagawa Prefecture for an appointment with Kubota Shigeru, worried about encountering danger on the road, he had Yamakawa Ichiro arrange an escort.

Violent Gang members serving as bodyguards for a policeman.

A perfect demonstration of the unity between police and civilians.

On the road, he received a call from Mrs. Yanahara.

"Mr. Aoyama, congratulations on your discharge. Tonight, I’ve invited Zhongshan Meihui and the sisters of Zhongshan to my house as guests. Would you have time to come over and meet these two new spokeswomen for our company’s product?"

Yehua Yiren had previously promised to arrange a close encounter for Aoyama Xiu Xin with Zhongshan Meihui and Zhongshan Ren, but had taken no action until now; tonight would serve as a congratulatory gift for his hospital discharge.

Rather than meeting at a hotel or club, her house was safer, given that the Zhongshan sisters were well-known public figures and it would be problematic if they were photographed.

Yehua Yiren had prepared a special room to be refurbished for Aoyama Xiu Xin’s entertainment, knowing fully well that arranging women for him wouldn’t be a one-off affair.

"I have some business tonight and might be late," Aoyama Xiu Xin thought, holding his words back with restraint.

"Yes! I will have them wait for you."

"Mm." Aoyama Xiu Xin hung up, feeling much lighter and began to look forward to the evening.

In fact, the Zhongshan sisters weren’t necessarily more beautiful than Asai Ayumi and Mrs. Yanahara, but their celebrity status made them a target for desires of conquest.

Using power to trample over the goddesses revered in the hearts of ordinary citizens was a pleasure in itself.

Upon arriving at Kubota Shigeru’s villa, the Yamakawa Family’s men waited outside, and he entered alone.

He was then led to a Japanese-style room.

Kubota Shigeru and another man, in his fifties, of medium height and slightly overweight, dressed in a blue-striped kimono, were already seated inside. This must be Inakawa Hong.

"President Kubota." Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed to Kubota Shigeru, completely ignoring Inakawa Hong.

"No need for formalities, Mr. Aoyama, come and sit quickly," Kubota Shigeru warmly beckoned him.

Inakawa Hong quietly sized him up, holding his glass of wine.

Aoyama Xiu Xin took off the wooden clogs he had put on upon entering the villa and settled into a kneeling position on a cushion inside the room.

"Mr. Aoyama, let me introduce you, this is President Inakawa Hong," Kubota Shigeru said, pointing to the middle-aged man.

Only then did Aoyama Xiu Xin look at him, his tone unfriendly. "President Inakawa, I have long heard of you."

"Likewise, likewise, I’ve also heard much about Police Chief Aoyama," Inakawa Hong responded indifferently.

"Mr. Aoyama, I know you hold some resentment towards President Inakawa, but it’s all a misunderstanding," Kubota Shigeru solemnly said. "Qingtian Zheye acted on his own, and the Inakawa Association is also a victim!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin couldn’t deny it, "Isn’t Qingtian Zheye one of the Inakawa Association’s people? I nearly died!"

"Yes, yes, of course!" Kubota Shigeru quickly said, changing the subject. "So, the Inakawa Association also bears responsibility, and recognizing this, President Inakawa arranged tonight’s gathering, hoping to compensate for the wrongs you’ve suffered, Mr. Aoyama. Let’s turn conflict into opportunity for profit, shall we?"

"Yes! Mr. Aoyama, Qingtian has already paid with his life for his foolishness. This is my humble gesture, please accept it with the hope that we may establish a solid friendship from here," Inakawa Hong said, picking up a document bag and handing it to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Aoyama Xiu Xin took the document bag, opened it, and found inside a property transfer contract and several keys, to a house in Central District Xinchuan First District.

"Given that you still live with your brother and sister-in-law, it must be quite inconvenient," Inakawa Hong said with a slight smile, unaware of Aoyama Xiu Xin’s feelings. "This was a villa I purchased many years ago, situated by the canal. From the second floor, you can enjoy a view over the canal, and I believe you will like it."

Given its location and being a villa, it was likely to be large and also expensive.

"Since it’s a kind gesture from President Inakawa, I accept," Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed.

A favor delivered to the door shouldn’t be refused.

Accepting the gift implied acceptance of certain conditions, a consensus understood by all throughout history.

The atmosphere in the Japanese-style room instantly relaxed.

Kubota Shigeru raised his glass with a smile, "With the misunderstanding cleared, let’s all have a drink."

............

While Aoyama Xiu Xin and the underworld bosses Kubota Shigeru and Inakawa Hong were swapping toasts, Fujimoto Ryosuke’s plan against Saihara Ichiro had also begun its implementation.

Unaware of any of it, Saihara Ichiro ended his engagements and staggered toward his car, reeking of alcohol.

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