Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 214 - 207: A Heart Set on Revenge, By Any Means Necessary, The Intelligent Ones

Chapter 214: Chapter 207: A Heart Set on Revenge, By Any Means Necessary, The Intelligent Ones

In the morning, television stations and newspapers all reported the collapse of the Takeda Fuji Building and the death of its legendary founder, Takai Baoyu, causing an uproar.

The participants in the march all believed this was their victory and were cheering and elated, feeling exhilarated.

"That detestable guy is finally dead!"

"He got what he deserved, it’s karma!"

"Does that mean I don’t have to pay back the money I owe?"

Far away in Capital City, Hasegawa Ze saw the related news on TV, and was struck as if by lightning.

He sat on the sofa with a vacant stare, a trace of bewilderment flashed through his eyes, which then gradually regained clarity and became determined, he had to take revenge for Takai Baoyu!

But who was the enemy?

The police officer who killed Takai Baoyu, and Matsuboto Hirokuni who had betrayed Takai Baoyu, as well as Yokoyama Ryohi mentioned by Takai Baoyu—the only one among them whose identity he was certain of and understood was Matsuboto Hirokuni.

So he prepared to start with this traitor.

Hasegawa Ze suddenly remembered the several documents Takai Baoyu had asked him to take away. He had taken them down and set them aside last night. Now that Takai Baoyu was dead, he naturally could open them to see what they contained.

After opening the document bag, he found that it contained records of commissions taken from Takeda Fuji over the years, with every sum of money clearly recorded.

Beyond that, there were also many secretly taken photos.

In the records, he also saw Yokoyama Ryohi’s name and learned of his identity. He was shocked that the other party turned out to be so influential.

And more than one official was involved.

Hasegawa Ze’s expression changed unpredictably. Having worked with Takai Baoyu for five years, he had seen many dark aspects of upper-class society and was naturally clear about the commotion that would arise if he made these things public.

But he was equally clear that even if he handed these things to the media, it wasn’t certain that they would dare to expose them, and they could possibly fall into the hands of Yokoyama Ryohi unless he handed them over to Yokoyama Ryohi’s political rivals.

However, Hasegawa Ze was just a bodyguard who didn’t understand politics at all and didn’t know who Yokoyama Ryohi’s political rivals were; he didn’t dare to hand over the documents to just anyone.

So even though he held a knife that could kill Yokoyama Ryohi, he couldn’t swing it, which was very frustrating.

After some thought, he decided to hide these documents first, and after killing Matsuboto Hirokuni and the policeman who murdered Takai Baoyu, he would then slowly figure out Yokoyama Ryohi.

On another side, taking advantage of the early morning when the Jigong couple had gone to the restaurant to be busy, and only a nanny was at home taking care of the child, Nakamura Shinichi knocked on the door of Jigong’s house.

He showed his credentials and under the pretext of checking for a fugitive, he obtained hairs from Jigong You’s pillow and his son’s room’s pillow, respectively.

He immediately sent them to be tested.

At noon he went to Aoyama Xiu Xin’s office to report on recent progress, "Observing over the past few days, Jigong Liangmei really looks down on Jigong You. Jigong You has no status in the family, but he is very doting on his child. If he discovers that the child is not his own and learns of Jigong Liangmei’s long-term infidelity, he will definitely harbor resentment. To get revenge, he should cooperate with us to pry open Jigong Liangmei’s mouth and send her to prison."

"Then how do you plan to get him to cooperate with you to pry open Jigong Liangmei’s mouth?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked.

Nakamura Shinichi smiled confidently, revealing his plan, "If the child really isn’t Jigong You’s, then it’s most likely Noda Hisashi’s. Given Jigong Liangmei’s long-standing extramarital affair with a married man and bearing his child, it shows her true love for him, so she would also greatly care about the fruit of their love."

"Knowing that he has been made a fool, Jigong You will be furious and by threatening with the child’s life, Jigong Liangmei wouldn’t dare not to come clean, right? After all, at that time, she should be clear about how strong the hatred in Jigong You’s heart is."

"Just by using the child as a threat, Jigong Liangmei must cooperate with us to solve the case, even though the method is despicable, but the threat comes from Jigong You and not from the police, so there is no procedural issue."

He had learned the essence of Aoyama Xiu Xin’s method of handling cases, which was to stop at nothing to achieve the goal.

"Since you have a plan in mind, then execute it as you see fit," Aoyama Xiu Xin said, and after looking at his watch, he added, "I have another appointment, so let’s leave it at that for now."

"Yes, sir!" Nakamura Shinichi bowed and left.

Aoyama Xiu Xin also got up and left, driving to a restaurant, he announced Tangong Huizi’s name after arriving and was led to a private room. Pushing the door open, Tangong Huizi, dressed in a black suit, was already sitting inside.

"Police Chief Aoyama, how is it, isn’t the taste of the original songstress excellent?" Tangong Huizi rose to welcome him.

Aoyama Xiu Xin found a place to sit and answered casually, "It’s fine, very smooth."

"Is it her that’s smooth, or is it me?" Tangong Huizi asked with a sultry look as she sat in his arms.

Aoyama Xiu Xin pushed her away, "Why don’t you read more books and get your mind off men if you have free time."

"You..." Tangong Huizi, angered, her chest under the suit heaving, gave him a fierce glare before sitting back down, crossing her legs, revealing a stretch of leg and ankle wrapped in black stockings.

Soon after, the door was pushed open again and Heize Shengli with his secretary entered. Aoyama Xiu Xin and Tangong Huizi hurriedly stood up to greet him, "Heize Member!"

"Police Chief Aoyama, thank you so much for handling my son’s case so swiftly, catching the murderer, and allowing his soul to rest in peace," Heize Shengli said solemnly.

"I don’t deserve all the credit. It wasn’t just my doing," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied, gesturing towards Tangong Huizi and adding, "It was largely thanks to the assistance of President Tangong and the Korean Civil Group that we managed to arrest the two individuals who had fled back to South Korea and bring them to justice in Japan."

Heize Shengli turned to look at Tangong Huizi.

"Mr. Heize Member, I deeply regret what happened to your son. As soon as we learned that two Koreans were among the murderers, we reached out to the Police Headquarters immediately, hoping to assist in apprehending the criminals. Fortunately, we were able to prevent those who brought shame to our Korean people from escaping," said Tangong Huizi with utmost respect.

Heize Shengli now harbored strong bias against Koreans, but regardless, they had indeed helped catch his son’s killers. He couldn’t disregard their help, so he said, "Thank you, President Tangong, for your assistance."

"It’s the least I could do. After all, those two criminals were my countrymen. I had an obligation to contribute in such a situation," Tangong Huizi said with sincere expression, then raised her hand and invited him, "Please, Mr. Member, take a seat first."

The meal turned out to be quite enjoyable. Even though Tangong Huizi couldn’t completely eliminate Heize Shengli’s prejudice against Koreans, at least she ensured he wouldn’t view all Koreans with extreme hostility, and that was enough.

Phew— Tangong Huizi sighed in relief as she watched Heize Shengli leave and turned to the still-eating Aoyama Xiu Xin, saying, "Thank you, Police Chief Aoyama."

She had finally completed the task her father had given her.

"Don’t mention it; we had already agreed on the terms," Aoyama Xiu Xin set down his chopsticks and then, bringing a handkerchief to his mouth to wipe it clean, moved closer to her and said with seriousness, "Your eloquence is as impressive as your... other talents."

This woman was very capable and skilled at dealing well with all kinds of people.

"But I still couldn’t persuade you, could I?" Tangong Huizi replied with a coy smile, playfully winking.

Aoyama Xiu Xin also smiled, "As long as you’re not trying to control me, we can forever be friends. Otherwise, it will only have the opposite effect."

"You’ve spent a lot of money, but how many are truly working for you? The control you gain from underhanded tactics only extends to those who themselves are unreliable. What help can they really provide to you?"

"Tell those old men hiding behind your skirts that it’s a new era. Broaden your horizons; don’t spend all your time trying to grasp blackmail to control this or that. Schemes only breed resentment."

"Fair cooperation is the key to mutual success."

With that, he left without a backward glance.

Now that he had the resources not to fear being completely exploited by the Koreans, he wasn’t averse to interacting with them, but he still harbored an innate rejection of their modus operandi, always wary of them.

Watching Aoyama Xiu Xin’s retreating figure, Tangong Huizi pondered thoughtfully, realizing that perhaps there was no need to control him through leverage.

Indeed, those who could be controlled were mediocrities. Mediocre individuals weren’t capable of ascending to high positions. How effective could they be in their struggle to achieve equal rights with the Japanese? They were merely a financial drain!

Perhaps equal collaboration was the true solution.

.........

Dubian Youli felt fortunate.

Fortunate that he had chosen to wait rather than rashly follow Takai Baoyu’s urging to strike at Aoyama Xiu Xin again. And now, Takai Baoyu was dead, Haruno Junji was dead, and he alone was unscathed.

Even when he bumped into Aoyama Xiu Xin at Police Headquarters during office hours, he could still greet him merrily.

Yan Shuangying, the half-human, half-ghost godly marksman and China’s first team captain, had once said: In this world, the good don’t die, the bad don’t die, only idiots die.

To him, Haruno Junji and Takai Baoyu were just such fools, while the only smart one was himself.

"Ding-ding-ding! Ding-ding-ding!"

The sound of a ringing telephone interrupted his thoughts.

"Moshi moshi, this is Dubian Youli."

"This is Yokoyama Ryohi."

"Sir!" Dubian Youli immediately stood up.

Yokoyama Ryohi instructed, "Takai Baoyu had a bodyguard named Hasegawa Ze, who was the last person to see him alive before he disappeared. My people can’t find him in Tokyo, he might have fled to the countryside. Use your Public Security Bureau contacts to find him quickly."

"Understood!" Dubian Youli’s heart tightened as he asked anxiously, "Does he have something he shouldn’t have?"

"It’s just a suspicion, but we can’t risk a gamble. We must find him."

"Understood! Rest assured, sir, I will do my utmost to track him down!" Dubian Youli replied.

After the call ended, he slumped back into his chair irritably and cursed, "Idiot!"

Once again, it was up to him to clean up the mess. How infuriating.

Especially since he had no choice but to clean it up, for his own dirty dealings were mixed in with those of the others.