Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 147 - 143: The Father-in-Law’s Entrustment, The Trial Begins

Chapter 147: Chapter 143: The Father-in-Law’s Entrustment, The Trial Begins

On Sunday, Aoyama Xiu Xin got up early.

As soon as he walked downstairs, he heard noises from the kitchen. Taking a peek inside, he saw his sister-in-law preparing breakfast, her hair tied back, leaving only the graceful curve of her back visible.

"Xiu Xin, you’ll have to wait a bit longer, breakfast will be ready soon," Aoyama Haruko said with a turn of her head and a smile, despite a trace of swelling around her eyes. At least she could smile now, which meant she had recovered her spirits.

Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled and nodded, "Hmm."

After breakfast, he took his sister-in-law out for a day of shopping, buying her quite a few clothes and also picking up a bottle of red wine as a gift for his father-in-law.

In the evening, he left his sister-in-law alone at home.

He took the gift and went to visit the Asai family.

"You’re here." This time the one who opened the door for him was his older brother-in-law, Asai Zexi. Compared to his usual indifference, his manner was much warmer today, though his face was still tense.

Ha, this young man is a bit tsundere.

"Big brother," Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed slightly, then handed over the gift, "I brought a bottle of wine for uncle."

"Hmm, come in, take off your shoes yourself," Asai Zexi took the wine and turned to go inside.

Having changed his shoes, Aoyama Xiu Xin followed into the living room and bowed to Asai Youki, "Uncle."

"Hmm, sit," Youki nodded and continued to stare at the TV, watching the evening news.

Aoyama Xiu Xin sat next to Asai Ayumi without saying a word or taking his eyes off the television.

Ayumi, observing her father, her brother, and her fiancé all transfixed by the television as if under a spell, found it rather amusing. She pursed her lips and continued applying nail polish.

After the news ended, Youki sighed, "The big picture doesn’t look bright. I thought it was just teething problems, but now it seems not only will the economy not recover any time soon, it’s actually getting worse, and this year might be the best we’ll get for a while."

Although the news was full of good reports, when combined with what they personally knew, it was clear that those figures were just for show and the outlook was grim.

If Xiu Xin remembered correctly, this year was indeed the best one in the next decade, with the economic downturn just beginning. The Japanese were making a big fuss now, but they would get used to it and accept their fate.

However, this had nothing to do with him. The suffering of the lower-class Japanese wouldn’t affect his life of luxury.

No matter how dire, it wouldn’t affect him, an official.

"The public order will likely deteriorate in the future," Youki sighed deeply again, filled with concern.

Logically, that should be the case, but actually, public order would improve later on, partly due to technological advancements and partly because most Japanese would just give up and submit.

Although Xiu Xin knew this, he couldn’t say it out loud, and agreed, "Yes, in the future the police will be under more pressure, so uncle has to take care of his health to better serve the citizens."

"Enough with the flattery, help me with my toenails," Ayumi nudged him with her foot.

"I truly do care about uncle," Xiu Xin caught the nail polish she tossed over and took one of her delicate, flawless little feet in his hands to begin painting.

Ayumi had practiced yoga that evening and was still in her yoga pants, her body’s curves unmistakably outlined. From his angle at the moment, the fuller parts of her figure were fully visible.

Youki frowned, "What’s the point of a police officer dressing up so ostentatiously all the time?"

"I don’t need to be on the scene," Ayumi retorted, not minding as she was very particular about her image.

Youki spoke again, "Don’t you have your own hands? Xiu Xin is our guest!"

Since he had accepted this son-in-law, of course, he wanted to foster good relations and couldn’t let his daughter bully him like this.

"It’s alright uncle, I’m already used to taking care of Ayumi," Xiu Xin said with a gentle smile.

Ayumi’s eyes widened in disbelief. Usually, it was him bullying her, but she dared not object.

She could only let that scoundrel take advantage and cultivate the image of a doting husband.

After dinner, Xiu Xin was called into the study by Youki, "Xiu Xin, we’re family, so I’ll cut to the chase. There’s something I hope you can have someone do for me, someone else, not you, someone capable and trustworthy."

Youki had intended to have Xiu Xin handle the matter himself, but since he had become his son-in-law, he obviously couldn’t put him at risk with such dangerous tasks.

He had been looking for a suitable replacement.

But due to the limited time and not finding an ideal candidate, he couldn’t wait any longer.

So, he wanted Xiu Xin to find someone else.

After all, as far as he knew, Xiu Xin had a few capable and reliable people under him.

"You say the word, uncle, no matter what it is, Xiu Xin will see it done," Xiu Xin promised.

Youki’s expression became solemn, and he emphasized again, "I’m not asking you to do it, I want you to find someone."

"Yes sir!" Xiu Xin bowed deeply.

Youki was still uncertain and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Forget it, just arrange a capable and trustworthy person for me to use, I’ll have them do it."

He didn’t want his son-in-law to be involved.

"Yes sir!" Xiu Xin was curious about what it could be, but since his father-in-law clearly didn’t want him to know for his own good, there was no need to dig deeper, "Uncle, how about Fujimoto Ryosuke? He worked at Shinjuku Police Station for a while."

Fujimoto Ryosuke was eager to advance, and given the opportunity to work for Youki, he would likely agree to any task and ensure it was completed satisfactorily.

"If you think he’s reliable and useful, have him come see me tomorrow," Youki said indifferently.

"Yes sir!" Xiu Xin responded once more.

He felt Youki’s trust in him.

"Let’s go, you can go down now," Youki patted his shoulder and then walked out of the study.

Xiu Xin hastily followed behind him.

After sitting for a while longer, he offered parting words, "It’s getting late, uncle, aunt, big brother, I won’t disturb your rest anymore, I’ll visit again another day."

The voice fell, and he bowed, preparing to leave.

"Ayumi, see him out," said Asai Youki.

Asai Ayumi stood up and escorted Aoyama Xiu Xin out the door.

Since it was already late, he didn’t want to go home and disturb his sister-in-law, so he called Yehua Yiren to ask her to arrange a meeting with the sisters of Zhongshan tonight.

Just as Liu Bei said,

His younger brother was invincible in the world, not just anyone could rival him.

"Mr. Aoyama," Mrs. Yanahara stood at the door to welcome him.

Aoyama Xiu Xin stepped forward, hugged her, and lay down on the couch, "Have the sisters of Zhongshan not arrived yet?"

"They’re on their way," replied Mrs. Yanahara.

The sisters of Zhongshan arrived in more than ten minutes.

"Good evening, Mr. Aoyama, President Nozawa."

Both sisters bowed respectfully.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, in the midst of his busy schedule, spared them a glance; the elder sister was in a T-shirt and jeans, and the younger sister wore a strappy dress with black tights—each had their own charm.

"Come here."

"Hi!" The two put down their handbags, exchanged a glance, then shyly and slowly approached Aoyama Xiu Xin.

...

June 30, Monday, clear weather.

Today was the day of Noda’s court appearance.

The first trial of the morning concerned the murder of Ayase Mihiko, and Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t go to work; after having breakfast, he specifically went to the Tokyo District Court to sit in as an observer.

He ran into Asano Hirofumi at the court’s entrance.

"Asano Assistant Director, what a coincidence, I didn’t expect to meet you here," Aoyama Xiu Xin greeted.

Asano Hirofumi was surprised to see him here as well, but quickly figured it out—it must be that Aoyama Xiu Xin was worried, that’s why he came to personally watch over the situation.

That’s good. When Noda retracts his confession in court and accuses you of coerced confession, it will surely be a big surprise for you.

Thinking of that scene, Asano Hirofumi’s mouth curled into a smile, but it quickly disappeared, and he said with a cold expression, "It is quite a coincidence, Police Chief Aoyama."

He couldn’t wait to see the drama unfold.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, for all your cunning, I am still one step ahead. What goes around comes around; evil never triumphs over good!

"I remember Assistant Director Asano didn’t agree with the conclusion that Noda is the perpetrator. Why would you come to listen to this case?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked, feigning curiosity.

To keep Aoyama Xiu Xin from getting suspicious, Asano Hirofumi coldly said, "It is precisely because I don’t agree with the conclusion that I came to listen. I didn’t expect Police Chief Aoyama to come either. Are you here to intimidate Noda so he doesn’t talk nonsense?"

"Hahaha, Assistant Director Asano, you really have a sense of humor. You make it sound like I’m some corrupt official who has been bribed to frame false cases," Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed heartily, then patted his shoulder, "We do need to talk about evidence, after all!"

"Hmph!" Asano Hirofumi snorted coldly, still smiling now, but we’ll see how you’ll laugh later.

He then paid Aoyama Xiu Xin no further attention.

He turned and walked towards the courthouse’s large entrance.

Aoyama Xiu Xin watched his back, a meaningful smile spreading across his face, and cheerfully followed.

Entering the courtroom, he found the spectator seats were almost full, many of them journalists, probably specially invited by Asano Hirofumi and Suzuki Junko.

This saved him the effort, but he had already given Saihara Ichiro a heads up; the Asahi News Agency would surely cover the event extensively.

Just past 9 a.m., all the staff were in place. It was Aoyama Xiu Xin’s first time seeing Suzuki Junko—he hadn’t expected her to be so pretty.

A cute baby face, but beneath the fitted suit was a set of substantial ’ethics.’ Those tight pants highlighted her full behind, at the moment of sitting, even the thin fabric couldn’t hide the outline of her underwear.

Japanese prosecutors don’t wear specific robes; they simply pin a badge on their suit jacket when appearing in court.

Aoyama Xiu Xin felt somewhat disappointed—after all, a uniform adds a particular kind of pleasure.

Women are very sensitive to the gaze of men.

Suzuki Junko turned her head to look at Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled slightly and waved his hand.

Suzuki Junko’s pretty face turned cold, and she turned her head back.

When the judge made his appearance, Aoyama Xiu Xin’s slight regret about the uniform suddenly vanished.

The Judgment Chief was still so charming!

Her black hair was pinned up at the back of her head, a melon-seeded face, stern and profound; the broad black robe couldn’t hide the proud curve of her upper body, radiating both the allure and the cool, distant aura of a mature woman.

She appeared to be in her thirties, fully ripened.

In Japan, for more significant criminal cases, the district court will have three judges hear the case, with one acting as the Judgment Chief and the others assisting.

Such a young Judgment Chief, and a woman at that, how rare was that? If she didn’t have someone pushing her from above, then there must be someone working hard behind her.

"Bang!"

The gavel fell, and the whole court went silent.

"The case of the home invasion robbery and murder on June 18, 1992, in South Azabu 3rd District, Harbor District, is now in session!"

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