Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 185 - 180: Heavy Rain, Murderous Night, Entire Family Annihilated (Request for Monthly Votes!)

Chapter 185: Chapter 180: Heavy Rain, Murderous Night, Entire Family Annihilated (Request for Monthly Votes!)

"Boom!"

With the thunder, a wind began.

Leaves rustled noisily.

Soon, drops of rain began to fall, gradually merging into lines and laughing down fiercely as the wind grew stronger and the rain became more urgent, quickly turning into a torrential downpour.

Pedestrians on the street hurried to find shelter from the rain.

They waved bills competitively, trying to flag down taxis.

"How can it rain so suddenly?" Aoyama Xiu Xin stood up to close the windows, to prevent the rain from being blown inside.

Wearing a nightgown, Aoyama Haruko also helped to close other windows. The wind brought the rain into the house, splashing on her, dampening her thin gown and revealing faint, enchanting silhouettes beneath.

After closing the windows, she returned to the couch and sat down, brushing some damp strands of hair behind her ear, and said, "This is already the second heavy rain this month."

"Yes," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied absentmindedly, his eyes fixed on his sister-in-law’s graceful figure.

"Look! Isn’t that Youji?" Aoyama Haruko exclaimed, pointing at a beverage advertisement on TV.

Aoyama Xiu Xin looked at the TV and indeed, it was Neitian Youji, who had made it onto a TV advertisement.

It looked like she wasn’t far from becoming a big star.

Aoyama Haruko smiled, "Youji doesn’t look as good on TV as in person, they made her look worse."

"True," Aoyama Xiu Xin agreed.

It was mainly because the TV picture quality wasn’t great.

"Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!" Just as Aoyama Haruko was about to speak, she suddenly sneezed three times, sending a surge through her chest, almost bursting out of her neckline.

Aoyama Xiu Xin quickly moved closer, asking with concern, "How are you feeling, big sister? Are you alright?"

"A bit cold," Aoyama Haruko sniffled.

Aoyama Xiu Xin hugged her tightly, "Maybe it’s because the rain brought the temperature down. Let me warm you up."

"What are you doing, Xiu Xin! Let go of me!" Aoyama Haruko’s body trembled, her face flushed red as she struggled in his arms, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed. Xiu Xin was getting bolder and more excessive. How could this go on?

Aoyama Xiu Xin held her tightly without letting go, shamelessly saying, "It’s alright, big sister. Don’t be embarrassed. I don’t mind. Are you feeling warmer?"

"I mind!" Aoyama Haruko returned a resentful and angry glance, her whole body was feeling hot now, not just a bit warmer.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, cherishing the small bundle in his arms, looked at her intently and sincerely said, "Big sister, you are truly beautiful."

"Don’t be silly, let go of me. You know I’m your sister-in-law, Xiu Xin, please, don’t be like this," Aoyama Haruko’s eyes were misty.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, his mouth dry, touched her leg, "It was my brother who wronged you first."

He believed his sister-in-law understood his feelings.

"But I cannot wrong him, else how am I different from him?" Aoyama Haruko grabbed Aoyama Xiu Xin’s errant hand and looked at him pleadingly, shaking her head, "Please don’t make me suffer like this?"

Her pitiful look, almost on the verge of tears, aroused a wave of infinite pity in one’s heart.

"Just a hug," Aoyama Xiu Xin showed a pitiful look, cautiously and expectantly said.

Aoyama Haruko, having a soft heart, somewhat reluctantly said, "Alright...just a hug."

"Mm-hmm," Aoyama Xiu Xin, his eyes twinkling with joy, hugged her even tighter, "Big sister, you are so kind."

Feeling his sturdy body, Aoyama Haruko sighed softly, thinking to herself that it was just a hug and nothing more would come of it!

She really couldn’t cross that barrier in her heart.

Outside, the wind and rain were fierce; inside, the two clung together watching TV, but at this moment, neither was paying attention to the TV but to each other.

Aoyama Xiu Xin looked down, his sister-in-law, small and nestled against his chest, her hefty conscience seemed about to emerge. Her delicate face, small enough to fit in his palm, was slightly flushed, covered with a thin layer of sweat, breathing lightly, exhaling as sweetly as orchids.

"Xiu Xin, stop looking at me like that, or I won’t let you hug me anymore." Aoyama Haruko’s cheeks reddened more, she shyly lowered her head, murmuring softly.

Aoyama Xiu Xin grinned and looked away.

"Big sister, my brother is really blind. You haven’t seen the woman he’s with now; she can’t even compare to one of your toes, yet he loves her so much."

"It’s because I can’t have children," Aoyama Haruko’s face turned pale, her hand subconsciously touching her stomach.

Aoyama Xiu Xin asked, "Have you checked?"

"Yes," Aoyama Haruko nodded and bit her red lips, "The doctor said it’s very hard for me to conceive."

"It’s just hard, not impossible, let’s keep trying, maybe you’ll get pregnant and have a healthy baby boy for me," Aoyama Xiu Xin consoled.

"Yeah, ok..." Aoyama Haruko nodded subconsciously, her cheeks as red as if they were bleeding, then turned her head back angrily glared at him intensely, "Who said I would have children for you? Awful Xiu Xin, I am your sister-in-law, don’t joke like that, I’m angry!"

"I was just trying to comfort you, big sister."

"Enough talk, watch the TV."

"Okay."

...

The rain poured down, incessantly hitting the ground and splashing on the pooled water on the streets, creating a mist.

Ordinary people were busy seeking shelter from the rain.

However, Deputy Minister Kitano’s family was getting ready to leave for a reception. Three black Mercedes cars were already waiting at the front door, each with a driver holding a black umbrella in the rain.

Deputy Minister Kitano and his wife came out, followed by Kitano Kenji and his wife, as well as Kitano Kenji’s younger brother and sister, all six members of the family dressed elegantly.

The three Mercedes cars drove through the pooled water one by one, tires splashing water, heading towards the Empire Hotel.

At the gate of the residential area, having been stalking for a while, Fujimoto Ryosuke saw Deputy Minister Kitano’s car and immediately perked up, following it in his car.

Upon arriving at the hotel, he could only watch desperately as the Kitanohara family of six entered, unable to gain entry himself for lacking an invitation to the wine party.

But fortunately, he had a police badge.

In many circumstances where security wasn’t particularly tight, this badge served as a universal pass.

Tonight’s gathering was merely a birthday celebration for a Cabinet official, unofficial in nature; there was no security to speak of, and no one anticipated any danger.

Even gold-digging women managed to slip in.

Thus, Fujimoto Ryosuke also mingled in with ease.

Entering the banquet hall, he was greeted by the sight of society’s elite, clad in suits and leather shoes, enjoying their lively conversations. Fujimoto Ryosuke quickly spotted the Kitanohara family who had just arrived.

"Kitano Kenji!"

He shouted loudly.

In an instant, all conversations ceased, and all eyes, filled with curiosity, focused on him.

Kitano Kenji also instinctively turned his head and his pupils dilated at the sight of Fujimoto Ryosuke.

Fujimoto Ryosuke drew his gun, chambered a round, and fired.

It was done in one fluid motion.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out. Kitano Kenji’s expensive custom-made suit, worth thousands of US dollars, was not bulletproof; a blossom of blood erupted from his chest, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"Ah! Murder! Murder!"

Screams erupted throughout the venue, throwing the scene into chaos.

But most people were frozen in shock.

Fujimoto Ryosuke, gun in hand, moved through the crowd, approached Kitano Kenji, looked down at him with the gun pointed, and coldly said, "I’m sending you to reunite with your son."

"Don’t! Don’t kill him!" Kitano Kenji’s wife collapsed on the ground, clinging to Fujimoto Ryosuke’s leg.

Fujimoto Ryosuke shifted his gun and shot her in the forehead. Bang—a blood hole appeared on her forehead, and she fell dead on the spot.

"Ah!" Kitano Kenji’s siblings screamed in terror and stumbled to the ground.

"Rin! Cough! Cough cough!"

Kitano Kenji cried out in pain. The movement aggravated his chest wound, causing him to cough up blood continuously.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Fujimoto Ryosuke fired three shots, sending him on his way.

Then he turned his head to face Kitanohara and raised his gun, saying, "An unkind father deserves death too."

"No! Don’t! What my son did has nothing to do with me!" Kitanohara pleaded desperately.

"Bang!"

A gunshot sounded, and he collapsed loudly.

"You all deserve to die."

Fujimoto Ryosuke had gone mad with killing, his expression calm and indifferent as he pulled the trigger in succession at Kitanohara’s wife, Kitano Kenji’s brother, and sister.

"Bang!" "Bang, bang, bang!"

In an instant, the entire Kitanohara family was obliterated.

Everyone trembled, their gazes blank as they watched the scene unfold, not even daring to breathe loudly.

The instigator among the crowd, Iihara He, who had used Fujimoto Ryosuke as a weapon for revenge, was pale as a ghost.

He had never imagined this man could be so insane.

He thought he would only kill Kitano Kenji.

To think he even killed Kitanohara, a Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Labor—an integral part of the nation’s leadership. It was like tearing the heavens apart.

"My name is Fujimoto Ryosuke."

Fujimoto Ryosuke surveyed the room, announced his name, then turned and calmly walked out of the banquet hall.

Behind him, the bodies of the six members of the Kitanohara family lay scattered in pools of blood, their eyes wide open in death.

It was half a minute after his departure that the silent banquet hall seemed to hit a switch, springing back to life with various sounds of chaos.

"Ah! That was a madman! A madman!"

"Quick, call the police! Hurry, call the police!"

"Deputy Minister Kitano! Quick, call an ambulance!"

Though many had died, the deed had taken but a brief moment, allowing Fujimoto Ryosuke to leave smoothly before the police arrived, dialing Aoyama Xiu Xin’s number from a street-side public phone booth in the Harbor District.

"Mosi mosi, this is Aoyama Xiu Xin."

"Mr. Xiu Xin, this is Liang Yi."

"Mr. Liang Yi, what’s up so late? You’re not inviting me for a drink, are you? It’s raining outside," Aoyama Xiu Xin said, embracing his sister-in-law with one arm, holding the phone with the other.

"I’m afraid there won’t be an opportunity for a drink," Fujimoto Ryosuke replied in a calm tone, "I just killed a few people, and you’ll know about it soon. If we ever meet again, I’ll treat you, but unfortunately, I won’t be around to fulfill the promise you made to me."

"What! Where are you now?" Aoyama Xiu Xin let go of his sister-in-law, jumped off the couch, and asked urgently.

"That’s it, I have to start running. I used to catch people, and now it’s my turn to be caught. If I can’t escape, I’ll surrender to you, after all, this massive fortune shouldn’t go to waste on someone else but you."

Fujimoto Ryosuke finished speaking, hung up the phone, and turned to walk into the rain, loading bullets into his empty magazine one by one as he went.