Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 160 - 156: Shocking! The Major Crime That Caught the Attention of the Cabinet

Chapter 160: Chapter 156: Shocking! The Major Crime That Caught the Attention of the Cabinet

July 6, Tuesday.

In the morning, Aoyama Xiu Xin was woken up by a phone call, "Mosi Mosi, this is Aoyama Xiu Xin."

"Inspector, this is Yoshikai, the hair sample that Heize Xunyi sent for testing has come back, and the female hair found at the crime scene that year wasn’t hers."

Yoshikai Youzai’s tone was somewhat unclear.

"Not hers?" Aoyama Xiu Xin was startled, then expressed relief, "It’s a good thing she confessed on her own."

"Yes." Yoshikai Youzai also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, aside from the testimonies of Fujiwara Otarou and Takahashi Yokoo, and the footprints left at the scene back then, they had no other evidence to directly prove Heize Xunyi’s involvement in the murder. If she had refused to confess, it would have really taken some effort to fabricate new evidence.

As for the reason why Heize Xunyi confessed, Aoyama Xiu Xin also guessed it—it was nothing more than Heize Yonghe’s instruction, to confess voluntarily to avoid the death penalty, waiting for him to later use his influence and connections to work on reducing her sentence.

But how would Asai Youki, who knew the true nature of things, give him a chance to take revenge on his son-in-law? He had already mobilized his connections, preparing to force him into early retirement on the grounds that Heize Yonghe was injured and unable to bear the workload.

Aoyama Xiu Xin only learned about this from Asai Ayumi, which made him feel a sincere appreciation for his father-in-law.

It’s good to have someone else’s wife.

But a father-in-law must also be good to oneself!

Just as Aoyama Xiu Xin was about to hang up the phone and get out of bed, the door suddenly burst open, and with a fragrant breeze, a figure pounced on him, straddling him.

"Brother Xiu Xin, good morning."

It was Neitan Youji, with short hair, short sleeves, a short skirt, and black knee socks, radiating energy all over.

She didn’t mind the indecent position making her skirt’s bottom blow up, her cartoon-patterned panties coming into Aoyama Xiu Xin’s view, and the house type was not bad.

"How come you are here so early?" Aoyama Xiu Xin pinched her cheek and casually asked. Neitan Youji had never come to their house in the morning before.

Rocking on his body, Neitan Youji said cheerily, "Today I’m going shopping for new flowers with Sister Qingzi, she asked me to come for breakfast."

"Get down," Aoyama Xiu Xin patted her peach.

"Knock knock knock!" Suddenly, a knocking sound echoed.

Aoyama Xiu Xin said, "Come in."

Aoyama Haruko walked in, smiling, "Xiu Xin, Youki is ready for breakfast."

"Yay! I’m so hungry!" Neitan Youji got off Aoyama Xiu Xin and chirped cheerfully.

After breakfast, Aoyama Xiu Xin headed to Police Headquarters to start his day’s work, while Aoyama Haruko took Neitan Youji to the market to buy new flowers, and they split up.

At ten o’clock in the morning, the gates of Tokyo Detention Center slowly opened, and a prion transport vehicle, carrying fifteen prisoners under the escort of two police cars, slowly drove out.

A batch of problem prisoners were being transferred from Tokyo Detention Center to Osaka Detention Center to serve their sentences, including Noda, Yoshida Tomo, and the other four who openly killed Yamamoto.

Although Japan has no official capital, Tokyo is practically the capital in every sense, being a place of excellence, even the prison conditions are much better.

Therefore, the prisoners serving time here are generally obedient, and the non-compliant, heavy criminals are all thrown into local prisons for severe reform.

The vehicle left Tokyo, passing counties like Kanagawa, Yamanashi, Shizuoka, Aichi, and places like Nagoya, a long journey through many remote areas.

Although the prisoners were handcuffed and shackled, being extremely violent criminals, for safety, two police vehicles and ten police officers were arranged for the escort.

It was very hot in Tokyo, and even with the windows open, because of the protective nets, the inside of the transport vehicle was like a stuffy can, jostling and making one dizzy and nauseated.

Not only the prisoners in the van were suffering.

The two police officers guarding inside were also suffering.

At twelve o’clock noon, just as the vehicle was about to enter the boundaries of Aichi Prefecture, a prisoner suddenly howled and rolled on the floor, blood continually flowing from his mouth.

"Ah! My stomach hurts so much! I’m going to die! I’m going to die!"

He let out wails of agony.

The two police officers inside the van immediately became alert, but the moment they saw actual blood flowing from the prisoner’s mouth, they panicked and rushed to check.

"Hey! How are you? Are you okay?"

One of the police officers unconsciously bent down to inquire about the condition of the man on the floor, but as he bent over, he exposed his back, and at that moment, Yoshida Tomo suddenly raised his handcuffed hands over the officer’s head, fiercely pulling back his neck with the handcuffs.

At the same time, another prisoner on the floor, who had bitten his lip to feign illness, kicked the other officer’s shin. The vehicle was swaying as it moved, causing the officer who was about to draw his gun to fall, while Noda immediately pounced on and pinned him down.

"What are you doing! Stop the car! Stop the car!"

"There’s an escape! Hurry stop the car! Stop the car!"

The two officers struggled while shouting loudly.

Hearing the commotion, the driver quickly stomped on the brake and grabbed the radio next to him to signal the police in the two accompanying cars, "There’s a situation in the van."

The two police cars also stopped immediately, and then the ten officers armed with guns got out and surrounded the prison van.

"Open the van doors! Otherwise, I’ll shoot them first!" Yoshida, holding a grabbed police gun, pointed it at a police officer’s head and yelled through the van window.

The escorting police officers, seeing this scene, turned grim and quickly urged, "Don’t be rash!"

While signaling to his subordinates to call for backup,

"Inspector! There’s a car coming!" Just then, a police officer loudly yelled, pointing at the other end of the road.

The inspector in charge of the escort looked toward the source of the sound, only to see two vans speeding toward them, their doors swinging open to reveal six masked gunmen as they jumped out.

It was over!

The inspector felt as though he’d been struck on the head, realizing the prisoner had already arranged for his accomplices to meet them outside.

There was now no chance to call for backup.

"Hurry up and open the van! Throw in the keys to the handcuffs and leg irons! Otherwise, I’ll start killing people!"

Yoshida Tomo threatened again, his voice fierce.

From the moment he decided to avenge his big brother, he had planned this day’s scheme; as soon as the prison van departed, his people were keeping track of it.

No matter to which prison they were eventually transferred, there would be people ready to help them escape.

"Bang!"

During the inspector’s moment of hesitation, a gunshot rang out.

"Ah!"

Following that was the scream of a hostage.

He had been shot in the shoulder; the bullet wound was spewing blood out, clearly visible to everyone outside.

"Stop! Don’t kill anyone!" Seeing this, the inspector knew he could hesitate no longer and ordered, "Open the van!"

A police officer standing behind him came forward and unlocked the prison van’s door, but Yoshida Tomo didn’t immediately get off, instead shouting, "Throw up the key!"

"Quick! Throw over the key! Throw it!" the inspector urged anxiously, sweating profusely, "Yoshida Tomo, don’t kill anyone please, don’t kill anyone!"

"We only want our freedom, we’re not spree killers; as long as you cooperate, I definitely won’t kill anyone," Yoshida Tomo calmed the situation with a retort.

After receiving the key, he had his subordinates first unlock his handcuffs and leg irons, then he unlocked those of all the other transferred prisoners.

"From now on, you’re free to go wherever you want, you must go, and if any of you fucking stay in the van, I’ll kill you right now!"

Yoshida Tomo threatened the prisoners with his gun.

The ten newly freed prisoners hesitated momentarily then scrambled out of the van, sprinting into the fields.

Even though they knew they could be caught again,

they might as well enjoy the taste of freedom for a moment.

After all, the minimum sentence here was life imprisonment; what more could they possibly gain by staying?

And what if they really managed to escape this ordeal?

Only then did Yoshida Tomo descend from the van with Noda and others.

"Big brother! Get in the car, we need to go!" a subordinate who had come to meet Yoshida Tomo called out.

Yoshida Tomo and others, taking two hostages along, began retreating slowly to their vehicles while he told the police chief leading them, "Don’t follow us, we’ll release the people halfway, but if you come after us, we’ll kill."

"Okay!" the inspector replied with a pained expression.

Afterward, Yoshida Tomo’s group drove off in their vehicle.

"Quick! Report to headquarters, call for backup!"

The inspector immediately shouted loudly.

"How about that? I told you I could get you out, didn’t I?" Inside the car, Yoshida Tomo turned to Noda.

Noda nodded vigorously, excitedly shouting out of the car window, "I’m free, hahaha!"

He had really never thought he’d get out.

"You avenged me, now it’s my turn to avenge you," Yoshida Tomo added.

Thinking of Aoyama Xiu Xin and Nakamura Shinichi, the two corrupt cops, Noda’s eyes filled with deep resentment.

I’m out now, and you two are in for a hard time!

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots sounded, followed by the car door opening, and two policemen’s bodies were tossed from the speeding car, rolling a couple of times before ending up in the roadside fields.

Expecting criminals to keep promises to a policeman?

Ha!

The news of gunmen hijacking a prison vehicle, resulting in fifteen utterly violent prisoners—with at least two murders each—escaping, infuriated the Cabinet.

This was the first time such a severe incident had occurred in years in Japan, transcending mere crime; it was an act of defiance against the state!

Prime Minister Miyazawa personally instructed that the police must swiftly arrest all the escaped prisoners and those involved in the prison vehicle hijacking, to provide an explanation to the entire nation.