Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 216 - 209: What Is a Professional Kidnapper? An Old Acquaintance Knocks on the Door

Chapter 216: Chapter 209: What Is a Professional Kidnapper? An Old Acquaintance Knocks on the Door

"Kidnapping, got the guts to do it?"

Hasegawa Ze asked the two in front of him.

Big Black Moles and Ponytail exchanged a look, both revealing smiles simultaneously; this was their expertise!

"If it’s other jobs, we might be a bit hesitant, but kidnapping? It’s not a question of guts, but whether we want to or not," Ponytail exclaimed with a face full of pride, animatedly speaking.

Big Black Moles nodded slightly, his expression a mix of modesty and arrogance, "We’ve been in this business for many years, and we’re fluent in four languages. We’ve dealt with clients from China, Japan, South Korea, and Europe; our experience is vast, and our hands are skilled. To date, only once did an accident lead to a fatality; all other times, both we and the clients were satisfied—clean deals with no deception."

On this point, he had the right to be proud.

"Fluent in four languages and still commit crimes?" Hasegawa Ze was taken aback for a moment, recalling how if he’d known a foreign language, he might not have fallen into the world of underground boxing.

Big Black Moles explained with a light smile, "You’ve got the cause and effect backward. We learned three foreign languages for interfacing with international clients. And besides, studying languages hard only to work for a wage? Is that what our painstaking efforts are for?"

"That’s right, the money we’d make from a job can’t even cover one round of gambling, so why work as a translator for a boss when we could kidnap the boss and earn?" Ponytail nodded in agreement.

Anyway, it’s all about making money from the boss, just different methods.

Hasegawa Ze pursed his lips and sincerely commented, "You guys were born for this line of work."

He once thought international trade was something high and mighty.

Now he suddenly realized that international trade can not only be down-to-earth but might even reach the Underworld.

"Of course, Mr. Hasegawa, we also have our rules. We’re only after the money; we avoid fatality unless absolutely necessary," Big Black Moles emphasized seriously.

Ponytail elaborated further, "Like big brother says, it’s about establishing brand value. As long as we release the hostage when paid and never kill, we allow the hostage to return and call the police carrying our name, leveraging the police and media to advertise for us. Eventually, everyone will recognize our reputation, knowing that paying means no danger to their families, so they won’t call the cops."

"Of course, likewise, should anyone dare to call the police immediately, even if we dismiss the ransom, we have to kill—to enhance our deterrent effect! There’s plenty of easy targets; we can just move on to another if necessary. But we can’t afford to devalue our brand; otherwise, it won’t be effective anymore."

Listening to this, Hasegawa Ze was utterly stunned; his education didn’t prepare him to grasp the elements at play here.

"So... are you famous?"

"We’re Koreans. Back home, we’re officially recognized and somewhat known. We’ve recently come to expand into the Japanese market, but it’s not going smoothly," Big Black Moles rubbed his temples, sighing wistfully.

It was all because of that idiot Sasagaki that their first operation in Japan resulted in a death, even though they made some money. Making money was too easy for them and not what they valued most; the key was to expand their brand influence into Japan.

Had it not been for the death in that deal, letting the hostage return to call the police with their name would have instantly made them famous all over Japan. It’s well known that regardless of the industry, having fame makes making money easy.

"Mr. Hasegawa, as long as we’re famous enough, becoming internationally notorious bandits with a solid reputation, we might not need to kidnap anymore in the future. We could simply send videos to our targets and demand money, and they would gladly pay us to avoid a disaster."

"With your skills, along with our brains and experience, deep-diving into this business will certainly allow us to grow big and strong, creating a glorious future. Ultimately, living a life where fame, not labor, makes the money!"

Big Black Moles spoke earnestly, his voice resonant and compelling as he casually painted big dreams.

In reality, his words weren’t just pie-in-the-sky; there were indeed a couple of Taiwanese bandits who gained fame through kidnapping and tried to capitalize on their notoriety by sending threat videos, but perhaps they weren’t famous enough. The targets called the police, and the bandits ended up getting caught in Mainland China.

But that was when technology was more advanced than now, and it was in Huaxia; getting caught for such antics made sense.

Given today’s limited investigational methods and the incompetence of the police in Japan and Korea, this endeavor was practically grounded.

"This is entrepreneurship!" Hasegawa Ze was awe-struck by their professional planning.

"Of course, all that is far away in the future; let’s do well with what’s in front of us first," Big Black Moles brought the conversation back on track and asked, "Mr. Hasegawa, whom shall we kidnap?"

"Matsuboto Hirokuni," Hasegawa Ze’s thoughts also regained their composure. He had never been in it for the extortion of money; it was all for revenge on behalf of Takai Baoyu.

With not much schooling, he was quite naive, believing only in simple principles like loyalty, gratitude, and retribution.

To make use of them, Hasegawa Ze began to fabricate a story, "You must have never heard of Matsuboto Hirokuni, but what about Takai Baoyu?"

"The loan-sharking boss of Takeda Fuji, I just saw him on the news yesterday," Ponytail answered quickly.

Hasegawa Ze spoke with a grave expression, "Matsuboto Hirokuni was one of his most trusted bodyguards, the man by his side until Takai Baoyu’s final moments. From what I’ve heard, Takai Baoyu had willingly surrendered before being shot dead by the police. He had surrendered, yet Matsuboto Hirokuni ran away. Don’t you find that odd?"

"Absolutely!" The youth Ponytail, who was good at forcing a point, blurted out, "It’s as if Takai Baoyu intentionally drew the police’s attention to give Matsuboto an opportunity to escape; he must’ve given him some instructions."

"Exactly." Hasegawa Ze nodded, his eyes cold as he continued, "Companies like Takeda Fuji always have officials as their backers. Takai Baoyu had a ledger implicating these officials, which he likely handed to Matsuboto to take away. As long as this ledger is out there, even if he was arrested, someone would come to bail him out."

"But he never anticipated being killed by the police, though that’s not important. What matters is the ledger. If we get it, the officials in it will become our cash machines, and they won’t dare to make a fuss about it. Do you two have the guts to go through with it?"

Big Black Moles and Ponytail exchanged looks, then both fixed their eyes on Hasegawa Ze, gleaming with excitement.

"Do it! Of course, we’ll do it!"

This is an insanely wealthy opportunity. If we really get our hands on the ledger, I can’t even dare to think about how much money we can make. Even my original career plan could be completely disrupted because of this.

After all, isn’t a career plan all about making more money? Now we can achieve our goals ahead of time.

"Okay, since you guys want to earn this money, you’ll have to follow my command. You don’t have objections, right?"

Hasegawa Ze asked solemnly.

"No, we don’t even know what Matsuboto Hirokuni looks like, of course, we have to follow your lead."

"Yeah, we don’t even understand the terrain of Tokyo yet, whatever you say, we’ll do."

Big Black Moles and the one with the small braid quickly made their stance clear.

"Well then, I wish us a pleasant collaboration."

.........

"Sister-in-law, good morning."

Another new day began, as Aoyama Xiu Xin, dressed immaculately, came down the stairs, buttoning the cuffs of his shirt, while greeting Aoyama Haruko.

Aoyama Haruko was still slightly embarrassed about last night’s episode, but seeing Aoyama Xiu Xin acting as if nothing had happened, her heart settled back down, and she greeted him with a radiant smile, "Good morning, Xiu Xin. You look handsome today too."

"I think so too," Aoyama Xiu Xin raised an eyebrow.

"Breakfast will be ready in no time," Aoyama Haruko chuckled, turning to walk into the kitchen. Her figure-hugging pale pink sundress clung to her skin. From behind, her hourglass figure was apparent: a slim waist and peachy hips created an enticing curve.

A beautiful woman is a feast for the eyes, and during breakfast, Aoyama Xiu Xin ate with great gusto. He polished off the food on the table in no time, let out a burp, then stood up and said, "I’m full, I’ll head off to work now."

As his voice faded, he picked up his briefcase and left.

"Bam!"

"At the same time, Police Chief Hattori, who had resigned, was also having breakfast with his family. Though he had lost his job, he was very satisfied with his life now.

Because he had much more time to teach his son.

Under his guidance, Hattori Aoshika’s mind had become sharper, and he had completely abandoned the nonsensical art he had been deeply obsessed with. Instead, he started from scratch on the path to becoming a civil servant. He studied late into the night, determined to succeed.

The most critical change was in his personality, as he transformed from a big boy with no spine into a real man. In this regard, he even felt a bit grateful to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

If it hadn’t been for the successful honey trap set by Aoyama Xiu Xin, Hattori Aoshika might never have truly matured, remaining forever meek and compliant.

It seemed that everything was developing in a favorable direction.

"Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~"

The doorbell suddenly rang.

"I’ll get it," Mrs. Hattori put down her chopsticks and got up to open the door, asking the young girl outside with a puzzled look, "May I ask, young lady, whom are you looking for?"

"I’m looking for Hattori Aoshika," the young girl bowed slightly, her hand unconsciously touching her abdomen.

Hattori Aoshika had already heard the voice, put down his chopsticks, and walked to the door. Seeing the woman outside, he froze on the spot, then his face suddenly darkened as he coldly asked, "What are you doing here?"

This girl was none other than Cang Jindie, who had brought him an unforgettable lesson and extreme pleasure.

"Mr. Hattori... I’m sorry," Cang Jindie’s eyes instantly reddened as she choked up and bowed deeply in apology.

Police Chief Hattori also moved closer. From his son’s reaction alone, he guessed the identity of Cang Jindie.

However, he didn’t interject rashly and wanted to see how Hattori Aoshika would treat this woman now.

Hattori Aoshika was visibly impatient. "Don’t put on an act in front of me. I hate you, but I also thank you. The last thing I want is to see you again. Please go."

With that, he was about to close the door.

"I’m pregnant!" Cang Jindie blurted out quickly.

Now both Hattori and his wife were unable to maintain their composure.

Hattori Aoshika was also shocked, "What did you say?"

"I’m pregnant!" Cang Jindie took out a medical report from her bag, wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, and said, "It’s been exactly one month. During that time, I’ve only been with you. This child has to be yours."

Hattori Aoshika snatched the report from her hand and studied the test results. His face was a kaleidoscope of emotions, absolutely riveting.

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