Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 176 - 172: Investigating the Direction, CIA Comes Knocking

Chapter 176: Chapter 172: Investigating the Direction, CIA Comes Knocking

Certainly, Renping Kuniaki had indeed brought Xiu Xin into the Special Investigation Headquarters, but he still harbored ill intentions, appointing him as the Deputy Director of the Special Investigation Headquarters.

After all, this case had a very bad impact.

Previously, the pressure to solve cases always came from ordinary citizens, from the bottom up; but for this case, if they couldn’t crack it, the pressure would be top-down, from officials.

As everyone knows, the way to be an official is to flatter those above and bully those below. One can disregard the difficult people at the bottom, but one must satisfy the demands of the upper levels to make progress.

Therefore, if the case couldn’t be solved in the end, someone would definitely have to take responsibility. Deputies are there to do the work and shoulder the responsibility, and it would also shatter the legend of Xiu Xin’s invincibility in solving cases, bringing him down from the clouds.

However, in the eyes of others, this was Renping Kuniaki’s significant use of Xiu Xin, for after all, to serve as deputy in the Special Investigation Department named after the Police Director General himself was not considered key positioning, then what was?

Only Xiu Xin cursed inside his heart; now, he had no choice but to solve this case by any means necessary.

"Police Chief Aoyama, many affairs at the Police Headquarters still require my attention, so the dismembering serial killer case will mainly rely on you. Please work hard, I believe you won’t let me down," Renping Kuniaki said to Xiu Xin with heartfelt words at the end of the meeting.

If Xiu Xin’s rank hadn’t been so low,

He would have wanted to directly appoint Xiu Xin as the head of this department and entirely distance himself from the matter.

Xiu Xin stood up and responded solemnly, "Yes, sir!"

"Meeting adjourned!"

After the meeting, Xiu Xin and the others who had been drafted into the Special Investigation Department for the "serial dismemberment case" all moved into the department’s office to work.

Before this case was solved, they would not take on any other cases, committing themselves entirely to this one.

Of course, even with all their commitment, without leads, there were no leads; these can’t be rushed.

A whole day passed, and whether it was checking surveillance footage or visiting residents around the crime scene, nothing was found.

Of course, it didn’t rule out that some residents, thinking the killer was targeting corrupt officials, intentionally provided cover, for with such loud dismemberment activities, it was impossible not to hear.

And having heard, it would be impossible not to come out and check.

This was the frightening aspect of the killer, using the guise of chivalry to deceive the ignorant masses and spontaneously provide cover for him, increasing the difficulty for the police to solve the case.

Of course, the ignorant masses certainly did not think the killer was frightening; it was the official lords who found him so.

Dismembering a body is obviously rough work.

Yet, the killer did it with great care.

What could be deduced so far was that the killer had strong anti-investigation abilities and a particular understanding of police investigative methods, against which he specifically took measures to avoid.

Or he might be someone with police experience and still an active law enforcement officer.

And from their first crime in Tokyo and the second in Kanagawa Prefecture, it seemed to be the former.

After all, with the economy in decline and various criminal activities increasing, the police are very busy. If they were still active duty, they wouldn’t have the time to commit crimes in different places.

Anyone with experience in murder and dismemberment knows:

After death, a body is very heavy and difficult to move, let alone be chopped up into pieces. It’s hard enough to slaughter a chicken, not to mention chopping through hard human bones, and trying to do it cleanly and efficiently is even more physically exhausting. Therefore, the killer should be no older than fifty years old, in the prime of his life.

With the above analysis, the first investigative direction of the Special Investigation Headquarters was to screen all police within the system under fifty years of age, who had left the Police Headquarters for various reasons.

This was undoubtedly a massive undertaking, requiring travel across the country, but that’s how investigations go.

Anyway, Xiu Xin didn’t care; as the leader, he only needed to give orders. He didn’t have to personally travel and investigate across the country. Therefore, no matter how difficult it was for his subordinates to complete their tasks, he only cared about the results.

The evening news reported another victim in Kanagawa Prefecture who had been dismembered and stewed, but due to official pressure in advance, the evidence of the victim’s corruption provided by the killer did not appear in the news.

Instead, Renping Kuniaki and Xiu Xin, the two heads of the investigation department, were blasting the killer as heartless in the news, abusing vigilante justice and slaughtering innocents, pleading for them to surrender soon.

Even if some righteous journalists wanted to reveal these photos to prove the victim was a corrupt official, the newspaper wasn’t stupid. Editors in chief and presidents in newspapers were no longer media personalities; they were businessmen.

And what do businessmen seek? Harmony brings wealth!

They dare not defy the official stance; otherwise, a single document from above would have them shutting down for reorganization.

So, even if some journalists wanted to expose the truth, they had no means or channels to do so, as the internet wasn’t yet developed, not like later when everyone becomes their own media.

"Idiots! These shameless people! Distorting the truth, spewing nonsense, they simply don’t dare to release the evidence we provided," said the white-skinned youth with a gloomy and angry face after watching the news, cursing through gritted teeth.

The bearded man laughed coldly, taking a deep drag on the cigarette in his hand, and exhaled smoke, "We shouldn’t have had any illusions about them. Rujiang Yangming is just a minor corrupt bureaucrat, and those high in the temples are the giant corrupts, all the same kind. How could they allow us to uncover their true faces? They are afraid, afraid of igniting the people’s anger and then burning to death in that fire."

Japan’s society is extremely oppressive now, because the economy is in recession, many people are struggling to survive.

Who knows how many families have been broken and lives lost as a result.

If they knew about all the corrupt officials squandering everyone’s money, those who are resentful might band together and cause a great uproar.

After all, even ants in large numbers can kill an elephant.

So, in order not to let the common folk see their luxurious lifestyles and become psychologically imbalanced, the bureaucratic elite all indulge in their extravagance behind closed doors, see, how considerate they are.

"What do we do now?" the dark-skinned youth asked.

"Let’s go big this time," the white-skinned youth turned to look at the bearded man with his hands and feet tied behind him, excitement flashing in his eyes, "Killing flies like Rujiang Yangming is meaningless, it’s time to kill someone influential and make those corrupt officials live in constant fear."

...

Tonight, after working overtime, Takazawa Chiyu and her stepmother Hashimoto Miho returned home together, both dressed in black office lady uniforms paired with black stockings, each sporting the sacred badge of the court, indeed, a sight of varied charm.

"Kneel down."

Immediately after turning on the lights upon entering, Takazawa Chiyu suddenly spoke.

"What did you say?" Hashimoto Miho was taken aback.

Takazawa Chiyu turned to look at her, slightly nervous and excited, her red lips parting, "I told you to kneel."

With great effort to suppress her humiliation, Hashimoto Miho slowly knelt down at the entrance, her rounded full moon pressing down on her high heels, creating a small indent.

Seeing her so obedient, Takazawa Chiyu relaxed a bit inside and spoke indifferently, "Follow behind me."

As her words fell, she kicked off her high heels and moved towards the living room with her small feet, wrapped in black stockings, taking light, lotus-like steps.

Hashimoto Miho flushed red with embarrassment, bowing her head as her hair fell forward, crawling on all fours to follow.

On the other side, Aoyama Xiu Xin was attending a dinner.

It was an internal gathering for the Special Investigation Headquarters of the Serial Dismemberment Case, and of course, Renping Kuniaki did not attend.

Being the Police Director General, he was, after all, a busy man.

The dinner party lasted until eleven at night.

Aoyama Xiu Xin settled the bill and prepared to leave.

"Police Chief Aoyama."

Suddenly a voice came from behind.

Aoyama Xiu Xin looked back in the direction of the voice and saw a tall, handsome, blonde-haired blue-eyed middle-aged white man holding a bottle of wine, walking towards him with a smile.

"Hello, may I help you with something?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked the middle-aged white man.

The white-skinned youth took out an ID card and politely said, "Responsible officer for the CIA’s Japan team, you can call me Richard. Would it be too forward to ask if you could find a quiet place to have a couple more drinks with me?"

In Japan, encountering someone from the American Intelligence Bureau was not surprising to Aoyama Xiu Xin, as the entire country of Japan was America’s obedient pet, much like South Korea, they have widespread infiltration into many Japanese departments. For instance, the Tokyo District Prosecutor’s Special Investigation Department has deep ties to them.

But what surprised him was that they approached him.

Why was this?

"Of course, Mr. Richard, it would be my honor, wouldn’t it?" Aoyama Xiu Xin shrugged his shoulders.

Regardless of why the other party was seeking him, if one wanted to make political achievements in Japan, it was inevitable to deal with Americans; establishing a rapport earlier was also a good thing.

As to whether this was selling out the country...

Sorry, as a transmigrator, he never considered Japan his motherland. If the Americans could help him rule Japan and let him enjoy the power and everlasting glory and wealth of ruling a nation, then he would have no qualms about selling Japan’s underpants!

After all, he transmigrated to enjoy himself, not to benefit Japan. One must always remember one’s original intentions.

For the sake of Mr. Aoyama’s personal happiness.

What’s wrong with making the Japanese suffer a bit?

Richard let out a hearty laugh and looped his arm around Aoyama Xiu Xin’s shoulder, "I knew you wouldn’t refuse me."

"Mr. Richard, please."

"Police Chief Aoyama, after you."

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