Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 198 - 192: Cooperation Established, Chance Encounter, Tomb Robber

Chapter 198: Chapter 192: Cooperation Established, Chance Encounter, Tomb Robber

In the evening, at a high-end restaurant in Tokyo.

Aoyama Xiu Xin sat quietly in the private room, waiting for his guests.

Around eight o’clock, Kimura Yakuo arrived with three middle-aged men of varied heights and builds.

"Mr. Kimura," Aoyama Xiu Xin stood up to greet him.

"Mr. Aoyama, you arrived quite early," Kimura Yakuo said as he stepped forward and embraced him, showcasing their close relationship. He then put his arm around Aoyama Xiu Xin and introduced him to the three men, "This is Police Chief Aoyama, my very good friend; I suppose he needs no further introduction, right?"

"Of course not, everyone in the whole Tokyo knows Mr. Aoyama, Heisei’s No.1 Detective."

"And he’s also the youngest Police Chief with a promising future; I’ve been wanting to meet him for a while."

"Having seen him today, his capabilities are outstanding, and his appearance dignified—he indeed is a pillar of the country!"

The three men laughed as they took turns offering their praises.

Compliments came as if they cost nothing.

"I’m flattered," Aoyama Xiu Xin said with a humble smile, waving his hand modestly.

"Let me introduce them," Kimura Yakuo said, pointing to the three men, "Yashichiro Nakamori, the Credit Division Minister from Hokkaido Bank; Lihong Koizumi, the Project and Asset Division Minister from Yokohama Bank; Masayoshi Yagyu, the Finance and Foreign Exchange Division Minister from Hyogo Bank."

"Mr. Nakamori, Mr. Koizumi, Mr. Yagyu," Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed to each in turn. These were all regional banks, but being pulled in by Kimura Yakuo as collaborators, their circumstances couldn’t be too bad.

After some pleasantries, the four of them took their seats with Kimura Yakuo acting as a lubricant, and after a few risqué jokes, their relationship had considerably improved.

Because they discovered they all were lascivious and greedy.

That gave them plenty to talk about.

The uproarious laughter ceased abruptly when Yanchuan Xianyou arrived, and they all stood up to greet him.

"I could hear you all having a good time from outside," Yanchuan Xianyou said with a smile, then looked at Aoyama Xiu Xin, "Xiu Xin, please introduce me."

"Sure!" Aoyama Xiu Xin introduced him to each one.

Yanchuan Xianyou greeted each of the four men.

Aoyama Xiu Xin instructed the waiter to start serving the dishes.

As the six of them ate and chatted, a collaboration was quickly hammered out: the four banks would share 30%, each according to their investment ratio; they would be the only financial collaborators from the banking sector.

This infusion of capital was, of course, not for normal collaboration.

Instead, the four banks were secretly funneling funds to Nozawa Financial Corporation for loans, with the interest repayments going straight into the pockets of the top brass at the four banks.

Using the nation’s savings as chickens that laid eggs just for them.

If this situation were ever exposed, it would become a massive scandal shocking the entire country, and every official involved would at least end up in prison.

But their bet was that it would never come to light.

From what they knew, there were countless such time bombs in various banks, and as long as they didn’t explode, no one would be the wiser, and all would remain calm and prosperous.

The bolder one is, the greater the yield!

Yanchuan Family would take a 30% share, seven violent gangs a 20%, the banks 30%, and Nozawa Financial Corporation itself the remaining 20%; this was the current collaboration structure.

The violent gangs comprised the lowest tier, responsible for acting as enforcers for debt collection and muscle for market expansion.

"To our successful collaboration," Yanchuan Xianyou raised his glass.

"To a fruitful partnership, gentlemen, cheers!"

The other five responded by raising their glasses.

"Now that the formalities are out of the way, it’s time for some fun," Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed heartily and put down his glass, clapping his hands loudly.

Everyone showed a knowing smile.

The door slowly slid open, followed by twelve young women dressed in colorful kimonos, beautiful and voluptuous, walking in and bowing in unison.

"Brother Xianyou, you pick first," Aoyama Xiu Xin said to Yanchuan Xianyou, noting that these were all high-quality selections.

Yanchuan Xianyou, not particularly fond of such vulgarity, knew well that if he didn’t choose, the others wouldn’t really start, as this was all part of building trust and candidness among them.

He generously picked two at random.

After he had made his selection, Kimura Yakuo and the others no longer held back, each picking two for themselves, leaving the last two to voluntarily sit next to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Soon, the room was filled with the women’s screams, laughter, and the sounds of fabric tearing.

The scene became intensely chaotic.

When it was time to disperse, the twelve women were disheveled and scantily clad, but of course, everyone was dignified and no one was explicit about what went on behind closed doors, and those interested simply led the women away.

Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t take anyone with him; participation was merely to fit in at the dinner, similar to Yanchuan Xianyou, as both were uninterested in such vulgarity.

Standing at the door of the restaurant, Aoyama Xiu Xin slowly exhaled as he bid farewell to everyone.

Who let him have the lowest status among all?

If it weren’t for having Yanchuan Xianyou as a backer, he wouldn’t even qualify to accompany the drinkers at dinner.

"Police Chief Aoyama."

Suddenly, a woman’s voice came from behind.

Aoyama Xiu Xin turned around subconsciously, only to realize it was Tangong Huizi, the long-unseen owner of Heaven Club.

"So it’s Ms. Tangong, what a coincidence."

"If it wasn’t for this coincidence, who knows when I would have a chance to see Police Chief Aoyama again," Tangong Huizi said in a delicate tone, filled with a hint of grievance.

It seemed she was blaming a heartbreaker.

She must have just finished dinner too, her delicate face slightly flushed with intoxication, wearing a bright red dress that flowed elegantly, the hem long enough to reveal only her ankles wrapped in black stockings, making one even more curious to see the covered parts.

Police Chief Aoyama suddenly remembered the kidnapping of Heize Shengli’s son, and said, "By the way, I have some news for President Tangong. A National Member of Parliament, Heize Shengli’s only son has been kidnapped, and most likely has already been killed; the criminal is Korean. If President Tangong could help me apprehend the criminal, not only would I be grateful, but it would also enhance the good will of Mr. Heize toward you. What do you think?"

In Japan, Koreans have their own circles.

With limited clues, having them step in might lead to finding the criminal faster than the police could.

"Damn it! These bastards!" Tangong Huizi cursed through clenched teeth, utterly detesting those who committed crimes in Japan. She and others were doing their best to elevate the status of Koreans, yet those criminal compatriots continuously provoked antipathy from the Japanese.

This time, they even kidnapped and possibly killed the son of a National Member of Parliament, ensuring that Heize Shengli would despise Koreans, adding one more adversary against the quest for equal treatment with the Japanese.

Taking a deep breath, Tangong Huizi suppressed her anger and looked at Aoyama Xiu Xin, saying, "I’ll try to find out more, but don’t get your hopes too high."

"Thank you!" Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed slightly.

Tangong Huizi smiled seductively, stepping forward and wrapping her arms around his arm, "Are you just going to talk?"

"Would you dare to bite me here? If you do, I’m not leaving tonight," Aoyama Xiu Xin said with a smile.

Tangong Huizi glanced back at the passersby, then smiled again, stepped forward, flicking her hair and was about to kneel.

"Damn it! Wait! Are you serious?"

Aoyama Xiu Xin quickly stepped back, knowing that if she proceeded, he might become famously scandalous.

This crazy woman.

"Heh, I knew you’d be scared. Do you think I’m a fool? You might be shameless, but I still want to keep my dignity."

Tangong Huizi covered her mouth and laughed, the heavy load of her chest heaving with her chuckles.

"Damn!" Aoyama Xiu Xin turned and walked away.

Tangong Huizi watched his retreating figure, her smile gradually fading as she also turned and left.

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

In Kanagawa Prefecture, a white sedan wobbled to a stop at the place where two Koreans were buried yesterday, then a figure jumped out.

He looked at the fresh mound in front of him and smiled.

During the day, he had noticed this new grave, and given the money apparently spent on a wilderness plot, the family of the deceased clearly wasn’t short on cash, and the gravestone itself wasn’t cheap. The inscription stated that the person buried here was once a Police Chief, a high-ranking official.

Even though burial with possessions isn’t the practice now, based on his many years of grave-robbing experience, personal items like watches were likely buried with the deceased.

Blame it on the scarcity of ancient graves in Japan, making him resort to digging even these remote, newly made graves.

An ironic reality of his profession.

If only he had been born in a neighboring country.

Finish this job, then go overseas to work!

Abe Takashi sighed, put on his gloves, grabbed his shovel and began digging. His well-developed arm muscles from years of grave-robbing made it easier, and soon he smelled the stench of decay.

"Something’s wrong here. This grave should only be a few days old. Why does it smell so bad? Is there no coffin?"

Abe Takashi frowned and spoke to himself.

Then he continued digging, and soon, two bodies appeared in front of him—one relatively intact, the other already decaying.

"Wow, ugh~" Abe Takashi vomited forcefully on the ground.

After he recovered a bit, he cautiously shone his flashlight inside and clearly saw a strangulation mark on the neck of the top body.

He immediately realized something was amiss. Once he calmed down, he decided to call the police.

The people inside were clearly murdered, then buried here to deceive others, a glaring murder case!

Being at the scene tonight, if he accidentally left any traces, and later the police discovered the bodies, they might suspect him.

In any case, he had to report it to the police.

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