Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 141 - 137: Individual Interview, Neitian Youji’s Invitation

Chapter 141: Chapter 137: Individual Interview, Neitian Youji’s Invitation

"Regarding this matter, it’s unrelated to the main theme of today’s press conference, so I don’t want to spend too much time on it. I’ll just select a prominent journalist for an exclusive interview," Aoyama Xiu Xin calmly said.

Hearing this, most of the journalists present raised their hands, as Aoyama Xiu Xin had basically never accepted individual interviews up to that point, and his coverage was mostly leaked from press conferences.

Many citizens were actually curious about him.

After all, compared to those high-ranking politicians.

The citizens were actually more interested in the so-called brilliant detective.

Aoyama Xiu Xin’s gaze swept over the crowd and finally settled on Matsubara Zizhi, who was wearing a pink suit. He smiled faintly and said, "Matsubara Zizhi from Asahi News Agency, I remember you. Thank you for speaking up justly last time. Please do me the honor of conducting my interview."

Upon hearing this, everyone remembered the previous incident where Ninpei Oshiro, Saihara Ichiro, and Matsubara Zizhi had conspired against Aoyama Xiu Xin, only to be backstabbed by justice.

They also felt that his choice was reasonable.

Renping Kuniaki watched coldly from the side, as Aoyama Xiu Xin publicly named Matsubara Zizhi and specifically thanked her, which was a reiteration of Ninpei Oshiro’s attempt to frame him.

The journalists present would definitely exploit their talent for fabrication, focusing on this point to once again report on Ninpei Oshiro’s attempt to frame Aoyama Xiu Xin.

For Renping Kuniaki, who wanted to quickly calm things down, or even make everyone forget about this incident, it was naturally unwelcome.

"Hi! It’s my honor," Matsubara Zizhi stood up in front of everyone, bowed slightly, and said.

"Thank you, everyone. My statement is concluded."

Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed and then exited the stage to applause.

Upon returning to his office and pushing the door open, he saw Asai Ayumi sitting elegantly on the guest sofa, flipping through a decorative book.

"Didn’t you attend the press conference?" Aoyama Xiu Xin loosened his tie to breathe and sat down next to her.

He hadn’t seen Asai Ayumi at the venue just now.

"I spoke first and left early," Asai Ayumi replied. She set the book down, turned her head, and said, "Today you have indeed stolen the show, but you’ve also offended quite a few people."

Those drafted into the Special Investigation Headquarters were ready to make a big splash, but Aoyama Xiu Xin had poured cold water on them, and there were quite a few complaints.

"Hehe," Aoyama Xiu Xin suddenly laughed.

Asai Ayumi frowned, "What are you laughing at?"

Aoyama Xiu Xin grasped her smooth chin, leaned close to look at her delicate face, and said, "In the past, you weren’t the type to worry about these things. Becoming a leader changed your thinking—you understand human sentiments better now."

People grow up quickly.

"It’s all because you’ve led me astray and made me worldly," Asai Ayumi rolled her eyes.

"If an official is not grounded, how can they serve the people?" Aoyama Xiu Xin argued vehemently, let go of her chin, and touched her nude-stockinged thigh, "Is that all you came here to discuss?"

"How did you catch the person?" Asai Ayumi, full of curiosity, asked. Aoyama Xiu Xin’s actions were too swift.

It was as if he already knew where the suspect was.

Of course, Aoyama Xiu Xin couldn’t tell the truth; he simply chuckled, "I am a brilliant detective, aren’t I?"

"Knock, knock, knock!" Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

"All mysterious," Asai Ayumi muttered as she pulled her skirt down, stood up, and said while walking out, "Dad has invited you over for dinner this weekend."

"Hi!" Aoyama Xiu Xin responded. Asai Youki had completely accepted him as his future son-in-law.

Asai Ayumi opened the door to find the charming and vibrant Matsubara Zizhi standing outside.

"Inspector Asai, I am here at the invitation to interview Police Chief Aoyama," Matsubara Zizhi said with a slight smile.

"Then you guys go ahead," Asai Ayumi glanced back at Aoyama Xiu Xin, stepped past Matsubara Zizhi, and left.

Matsubara Zizhi walked into the office and closed the door.

She then walked up to Aoyama Xiu Xin, wearing high heels, sat next to him, her legs together, slightly turned, and pulled out a recording pen and notebook, "Shall we start now?"

"What’s the hurry?" Aoyama Xiu Xin looked her over.

Her long black hair draped over her shoulders, a pink suit over a white shirt, the lower half dressed in a matching short skirt with nude stockings, her body curvaceous.

A faint fragrance wafted from her person.

It smelled soothing and was heart-stirring.

"We’ve become a bit estranged," Aoyama Xiu Xin sighed.

Matsubara Zizhi smiled coquettishly, climbed directly onto him, straddling his waist, hands on his shoulders, "Is this close enough now?"

Since the last time Aoyama Xiu Xin enlightened her, she had understood and completely let go of her reservations.

Her current humiliation was for future glory!

Enduring the bitterest trials, to become superior among men.

No, she was already superior among men.

"True closeness is not superficial but is when you are part of me and I am part of you," Aoyama Xiu Xin said lightly as he played with her soft, boneless hand.

Because the sofa was too narrow, Matsubara Zizhi, fearing she’d fall, had to cling tightly to Aoyama Xiu Xin as the interview began.

"Police Chief Aoyama, as a talented graduate of Tokyo University, with many choices, could you share why you decided to become a police officer?" Since it was being recorded throughout, Matsubara Zizhi held back, daring not to make any unusual sounds.

Aoyama Xiu Xin casually fabricated, "The Aoyama family is part of the Imperial Family, my ancestors were once earls, responsible for tasks related to the security of the capital, so..."

"Is that so? The title ’Earl’ isn’t low, but I don’t seem to remember the Aoyama family." Matsubara Zizhi interrupted subconsciously, her eyes filled with curiosity and skepticism.

Aoyama Xiu Xin looked at her for a while, then after a moment of silence, he asked, "Did you go to university?"

"Of course," Matsubara Zizhi responded.

"That means your educational background is quite diluted since you don’t know this," Aoyama Xiu Xin commented.

"Ah! Let’s start over!" Matsubara Zizhi glared at him annoyedly and turned off the recorder, "Chief, could you please answer the questions seriously instead of making random comments?"

"Then please don’t question me just to satisfy your own curiosity," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied.

Matsubara Zizhi turned the recorder back on and repeated the question she had asked before.

"When I was younger, Japan’s economy was growing rapidly, and with that, violent crimes increased significantly. Seeing the Violent Gang oppressing the good people from a young age, I secretly resolved to become a police officer and maintain public order," Aoyama Xiu Xin continued to fabricate.

It wasn’t entirely fabricated. Back then, the "Anti-Violent Gang Law" had not yet been enacted, and things were even more rampant.

"That’s a noble intention indeed, and you took action for it," Matsubara Zizhi praised earnestly, then asked, "What is your opinion on the current state of the police department?"

"Without a doubt, as the times progress, the quality of police officers improves, and law enforcement becomes more standardized and stringent, reducing the number of wrongful cases significantly..."

After a few more questions, they finally came to the most crucial one, "Could you talk about the progress on the serial murder case from 1990?"

"That case is quite old, and the crime scene has been completely destroyed. We can only investigate using some of the materials from that time, which makes it very difficult, but I haven’t come up empty-handed. Currently, I have a direction for the investigation, but it has to remain confidential for now. I will definitely provide a satisfactory answer to the public. Please rest assured."

He felt like he was being roasted over a fire, unable to cool down; he had to keep adding fuel to maintain confidence, or else ridicule would soon follow.

He couldn’t really solve the case.

But he couldn’t admit verbally that he couldn’t solve it.

After an interview that lasted an hour, Matsubara Zizhi left with a wealth of information, overjoyed.

Both parties were quite satisfied with the interview.

After all, the focus was on the ’gathering’, not the ’interview’.

...

This morning, Neitian Youji wasn’t working.

She was lounging at home, lying on her sofa, leisurely flipping through her photo album. Her small, fair legs hooked upwards under the lace hem of her dress, her petite feet rubbing against each other in a display of playfulness and comfort.

"Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~"

A ring of the telephone interrupted her reverie.

"Moshi moshi," Neitian Youji quickly sat up, grabbing the phone to answer, concerned about missing a job opportunity, for she answered every call.

"May I speak with Miss Neitian Youji?"

A gentle female voice came through the phone.

"Hi! This is me. May I know who’s calling?"

"I’m Zhongshan Mei Hui."

"Ah! Zhongshan... Zhongshan Mei Hui?" Neitian Youji’s face paled, struggling to keep her excitement in check, she asked cautiously, "Is it that Zhongshan Mei Hui?"

"If there’s no other Zhongshan Mei Hui, then I suppose I am," Zhongshan Mei Hui said, her voice brimming with laughter.

"Ah! It really is you!" Neitian Youji exclaimed, her breath quickening with excitement as she spoke to her idol, the person she dropped out of school to emulate, "May I ask... what do you need?"

"I’m a friend of Police Chief Aoyama. He told me your story a few days ago and hoped I could help you out. I just happened to secure a role as a female lead in a TV drama. Would you be interested, Miss Neitian?"

"It’s... it’s Brother Xiu Xin!" Neitian Youji could hardly believe that Aoyama Xiu Xin, who had mentioned contacting a friend, had contacted Zhongshan Mei Hui.

He actually knew such a major star!

She quickly said, "Of course, I’m very interested, this... this would be an honor."

Her words tumbled out in her excitement.

"Where are you now? I’ll send someone to pick you up to sign the contract," Zhongshan Mei Hui said, feeling sentimental over how lucky the other party was, unlike herself who had worked hard and sweat for her current achievements.

Neitian Youji quickly gave her address, and after hanging up the phone, she excitedly rolled around on the sofa, laughing goofily even when she fell to the floor in her excitement.

Brother Xiu Xin was really helping her out.

She would definitely repay his kindness properly.

She got up to call Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"Brother Xiu Xin, thank you so much. Are you free tonight? I’d like to invite you for dinner and show you my cooking."

"You can cook?" Aoyama Xiu Xin was surprised.

Neitian Youji’s face flushed slightly, "Of course."

"What time?" It was the first time Neitian Youji had invited him for a meal, at her place, and she was cooking herself. He had to oblige.

Neitian Youji glanced at the wall clock, thought for a moment, and said, "How about eight? I need to get ready."

She still needed to buy the freshest ingredients.

"Okay, let’s not miss it."

"Mm-hmm, let’s not miss it."

After hanging up, Neitian Youji smiled shyly and excitedly, hoping Brother Xiu Xin would enjoy the elaborate dinner she was preparing for him tonight.

After all, this was the first time she was hosting a dinner.