Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 193 - 187: From Now On, Call Me Police Chief Aoyama, Striking the Wuling Association

Chapter 193: Chapter 187: From Now On, Call Me Police Chief Aoyama, Striking the Wuling Association

Murakami Hiroaki was 32 years old, with a son in middle school and a daughter in elementary school. A year ago, he had been the technical director at a small electronics corporation, earning a decent salary and living a hopeful life.

But as the economy declined, his company went bankrupt, and he also became unemployed, facing continuous rejections in his job hunt. The savings at home were already running dry.

Whether it was for food, clothing, housing, or their children’s education, everything required money, yet their family had no stable income.

He had considered taking out loans, but each time he loitered outside various financial corporations’ offices, he eventually gave up. After all, the staff would ask all sorts of questions, examining him as if stripping him bare to see how much he was worth.

For him, this was an unbearable blow to his pride.

After all, he was once considered somewhat elite.

In the morning, he finished his meal, bid farewell to his worried wife and naive children, and left to do odd jobs.

He had just stepped out of his house when something in the corner caught his eye—a peculiar machine.

The screen continually displayed videos of a beautiful woman dancing sensually, which piqued his patience and curiosity to step forward and learn more about it, as most men would.

He soon realized that this was a machine that could self-service contract signing and loan disbursement, requiring only a look into the camera and a conversation with customer service, without facing anyone in person.

He felt it was novel and this machine perfectly resolved his previous hesitation about taking out loans.

It eliminated the need to compromise his dignity and pride, sitting in front of the loan officer facing their inquiries and evaluations.

Murakami Hiroaki immediately went home to retrieve his personal seal to test this automatic loan machine. Following the process step by step, he got 100,000 yen within minutes.

It was so easy that he almost couldn’t believe it.

"This is a great invention!"

"The creator of this machine is truly a philanthropist! It fully addresses the difficulties we have in taking loans and helps us get through tough times—a truly socially responsible business!"

Holding the 100,000 yen, Murakami Hiroaki’s face flushed with excitement, unbelievably convenient!

He wanted to recommend this machine to his friends and former colleagues; what if the company rolling out these machines cut this service because it wasn’t profitable?

Where else could one find such a convenient lending option?

"There’s one! Smash it!"

Just at that moment, three or five tattooed, burly men wielding hammers and staves charged over, forcibly pushed Murakami Hiroaki aside, and began hammering away at the machine.

Murakami Hiroaki was stunned, but soon realized that the machine had interfered with the interests of the violent gang.

"Idiots! Stop!"

Not far away, several similarly tattooed, fierce-looking burly men rushed over, cursing and wielding sharp weapons and clubs, clashing with those smashing the machine.

The same scene played out in front of other loan machines and the underworld in Tokyo, which had lain low for a few months during the Senate elections, erupted.

Meanwhile, as the day began, the Police Headquarters announced a new personnel appointment. Division Chief Police Chief Hattori, due to health reasons, voluntarily resigned and, with the approval of the National Public Security Committee, Police Chief Aoyama Xiu Xin was promoted to Police Chief and took over as the Division Chief.

The entire Police Headquarters was suddenly abuzz.

"This is incredible! Police Chief Aoyama has been promoted again!"

"He’s only 24 this year, aren’t at least seven years of experience required to be promoted to Police Chief? He’s only been here for one year!"

"I think it’s justified. Police Chief Aoyama has solved many major cases; can he be compared to ordinary people? Special individuals naturally require special treatment."

"Hah, it still boils down to having connections. No matter how many merits you have, a single rule can halt your progress."

Everyone at the Police Headquarters was shocked. Some admired Aoyama Xiu Xin and thought his promotion was well-deserved, but many more were doubtful, jealous, envious, and resentful.

Even some of the fellow Police Chiefs had reservations about Aoyama Xiu Xin’s rapid promotion; after all, how long had they struggled to climb up the ranks? Why did Aoyama Xiu Xin deserve this?

In their eyes, it was unfair for newcomers to climb to the top without enduring the hardships they had experienced.

However, these rumors didn’t affect the decision already made by the National Public Security Committee, and no one was foolish enough to speak ill in front of Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Soon, various congratulations, flattery, and sycophantic words floated toward Aoyama Xiu Xin like a burst of blossoms.

"Congratulations, Police Chief Aoyama, on your successive promotions!"

"Police Chief Aoyama is truly talented, creating a miracle in our Police Department’s promotion speed!"

"Too kind, too kind; it’s all thanks to the government and leadership. Xiu Xin can only do his duty to repay the country and citizens." Aoyama Xiu Xin responded humbly and repeatedly.

After submitting his resignation letter, Police Chief Hattori had already lost his motivation, knowing that Aoyama Xiu Xin’s appointment letter would be issued today, so he had packed up his things the day before and didn’t even come to work this morning.

Aoyama Xiu Xin directed Nakamura Shinichi and others to move his things into the new office, his face showing satisfaction as he looked around the larger space.

"Knock, knock, knock." The sound of knocking came.

Aoyama Xiu Xin cleared his throat, "Come in."

Then, Asai Ayumi, dressed in a black uniform, pushed the door and entered, arms crossed, sourly saying, "In the blink of an eye, you’ve climbed above me, you must be thrilled."

Although the two held the same police rank, Aoyama Xiu Xin would now be her direct superior.

"It’s as if I can’t climb above you without being promoted." Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled, stepped forward, caressed her face, and pressed her head down.

Asai Ayumi instinctively crouched down, looking up at him seductively, not wanting to dampen his mood on his promotion day; she willingly unbuckled his belt and proceeded.

"Ring, ring! Ring, ring!"

Suddenly, the phone rang behind him.

Aoyama Xiu Xin stepped back, while the kneeling Asai Ayumi took a breath. As her fiancé answered the phone, she buried her head again, persistence evident.

"Mosi Mosi, I am Aoyama Xiu Xin," Aoyama Xiu Xin said while answering the call, his other hand gently caressing his fiancée’s head as a sign of encouragement and appreciation.

"Police Chief Aoyama, the Wuling Association just attacked several loan machines. In my opinion, we must retaliate forcefully, eye for an eye; what do you think?"

President Xikou Younan said solemnly.

According to the previous agreement, the ones guarding the machines were members of the Sumiyoshi Association, and many were injured in the conflict this morning, which infuriated Xikou Younan.

More crucially, the amount of loans issued in the past few days had shown him that the loan machines were cash cows. Even if the Sumiyoshi Association could only take a tenth of the profits, the numbers were astronomical; how could he tolerate any sabotage?

"President Xikou, there’s no need to ask me about such trifles. Don’t you understand what the Sumiyoshi Association takes money for?" Aoyama Xiu Xin retorted harshly to his fiancée, then paused before adding, "Also, from now on, please call me ’Police Chief.’

As soon as he finished talking, he hung up the phone.

"How impressive, Mr. Police Chief," Asai Ayumi blurted out from her kneeling position, wiping the corner of her mouth and then looking up teasingly.

Aoyama Xiu Xin pushed her head down again.

On the other end, Xikou Younan was taken aback.

Next to him, Sumiyoshi Association’s President Kubota Masao asked leisurely, "What happened, what did he say?"

"He’s been promoted to Police Chief," Xikou Younan replied.

This made Kubota Masao pause too; he had lived a long life and seen many things, but a policeman rising through the ranks so swiftly was new to him.

"Prepare a congratulatory gift for our newly promoted Police Chief," Kubota Masao instructed. With over nine thousand police chiefs in Japan, could a 24-year-old be the same as those in their thirties or forties?

This not only represented his boundless prospects.

But also indicated that he had a strong backup and was capable.

"Yes!" Xikou Younan nodded slightly, then with head raised, continued, "Regarding the vandalization of the loan machines, he told us to remember why we take money—it seems he does not plan to intervene for now."

Hearing that Aoyama Xiu Xin had truly left the matter entirely to the Sumiyoshi Association, Kubota Masao felt a headache coming on, but still gritted his teeth and said, "Then we fight! And we must fight with intensity! Fight with attitude! Strike down the Wuling Association before the Yamaguchi Group can intervene, showing those who are eager to try their luck our resolve."

The Wuling Association, a subsidiary of the Yamaguchi Group mainly engaged in lending, had aptly chosen to strike first as a test, which was to be expected.

"Yes!" bowing, Xikou Younan then crouched down and slowly retreated on the ground before rising and striding out of the room.

Outside, high-ranking members of the Sumiyoshi Association and leaders of various sub-organizations had already been waiting in the courtyard; seeing Xikou Younan emerge, they bowed in unison, "President!"

"Map," Xikou Younan called out.

Two younger brothers immediately brought up a map of Tokyo and spread it out behind him; it was an internal map marking the territories, leaders, and numbers of each Violent Gang.

Professional Black Societies had to utilize tactics in warfare, targeting certain areas and blocking the opposition’s reinforcements—all these had to be prearranged.

Being one of the strongest sub-organizations under the Yamaguchi Group, to execute a blitzkrieg, the Sumiyoshi Association had to deploy its elite forces in full force and destroy the Wuling Association in one fell swoop, otherwise, once the Yamaguchi Group sent reinforcements, both sides would be locked in a fierce battle.

"District Chief of Northern City, your men are responsible for taking down all the Wuling Association’s street money shops in Northern City..."

Street money shops—stores set up by the roadside, where small loans could be issued with just a personal seal. Easy and convenient; one could borrow money while out buying groceries, even if they had forgotten their wallet at home.

Of course, the interest rates were quite high.

After all, Violent Gangs are part of the black society, not charitable organizations.

The Wuling Association had over three hundred loaning institutions, most of which were these street money shops.

"District Chief of Eastern City..."

"The Songye Association is in charge..."

"The Yamakawa family, responsible for taking down Wuling Association’s loan companies and three nightclubs in the Shinjuku District."

"The Action Committee Chairman is in charge of leading the attack on the Wuling Association headquarters... All necessary information for the operations has been gathered and will be distributed to you soon. Start the actions immediately and wipe the Wuling Association off Tokyo!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.

............

Half an hour later, in Tokyo Shinjuku District.

A nightclub operated by the Wuling Association, which wasn’t open during the day, only had staff inside arranging things for the night’s business.

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, several motorcycles smashed through the glass doors and rushed into the shop, with the helmeted riders controlling the bikes with one hand and wielding clubs with the other, striking anyone in sight, while others continuously charged in.

Soon, bodies were lying in pools of blood.

"Attack! Call for backup!"

Quickly, many security personnel who were playing cards in the staff break room came out wielding knives and clubs, joining in the fray.

Not just in Shinjuku but in every district where the Wuling Association held power, they were subjected to targeted attacks.

While the Wuling Association was strong, they could not stand against the Sumiyoshi Association, and the Yamaguchi Group had not anticipated that the Sumiyoshi Association would respond to their probe with all-out war.

Thus, without prior arrangements, the Yamaguchi Group failed to render effective support, and all attempts to send emergency reinforcements were intercepted and delayed by the Sumiyoshi Association.

In less than an hour, the main enterprises of the Wuling Association were destroyed, with several key members either injured or killed on the spot in this action by the Sumiyoshi Association.

From then on, the Wuling Association existed in name only.

Upon hearing the news, the ever-detached leader of the Yamaguchi Group, Zhai Jian Sheng, became furious.

He ordered his confidant, Rujiang Zhen, to organize retaliation.

While rallying his manpower, Rujiang Zhen also invited other Violent Gangs, excluding those from the Sumiyoshi Association, to a meeting.