Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 220 - 213: Nakamura Shinichi: Amaterasu Will Forgive Me

Chapter 220: Chapter 213: Nakamura Shinichi: Amaterasu Will Forgive Me

The streets were nearly empty at night.

Hasegawa Ze quickly went and returned before dawn to their base in Adachi District and handed over part of the accounting books to Big Black Moles, "These are the five bureaucrats involved in the Takeda Fuji’s benefit transfer scheme, and they are the lowest-ranking officials among all participants."

"Even the lowest are Senior Police Directors and department heads at the Tokyo Metropolitan Government?" Big Black Moles looked surprised and then laughed, "Just the tip of the iceberg, I’m looking forward to the full account books."

"There’s a big fish in the full accounts, someone with direct access to the heavens," Hasegawa Ze did not elaborate.

Big Black Moles yawned, "You said there was more than one enemy you wanted to kill, who’s next?"

"The police officer who killed my husband." As Hasegawa Ze’s voice fell, he added, "First, you’d better catch some sleep. I’ll find out who it was once it gets light."

The fact that Yoshikai Youzai killed Takai Baoyu was not widely publicized, merely announced that Takai Baoyu died from a stray bullet during a gunfight.

Therefore, Hasegawa Ze only knew that a police officer had killed Takai Baoyu, but he didn’t know exactly who it was.

Aoyama Xiu Xin had thought when Du Bian Youli mentioned introducing her son, it was just talk.

But to her surprise, the next afternoon, Du Bian Youli actually knocked on the door of her office and invited her over to his house that evening, suggesting she also bring Asai Ayumi.

With families included, it meant that tonight was a family dinner.

Aoyama Xiu Xin wondered why Du Bian Youli suddenly wanted to accelerate befriending her.

They hadn’t been particularly close before.

Now for the first time inviting her for a meal, it was directly to his home.

But one couldn’t exactly refuse when the leader personally invites, so she could only agree to come.

The reason Du Bian Youli did this was because Yokoyama Ryohi’s men discovered that Matsuboto Hirokuni had gone missing last night, and after reviewing surveillance footage, confirmed he was kidnapped.

One kidnapper’s figure looked a lot like Hasegawa Ze, and Yokoyama Ryohi knew Hasegawa Ze was seeking revenge for Takai Baoyu. He, as the mastermind behind Takai Baoyu’s death, was panicked, fearing that a madman like Hasegawa Ze would target him even in a high position!

Moreover, Hasegawa Ze might still have some things that Takai Baoyu had given him, and those things could implicate his own innocence. If they fell into the hands of his political enemies, his lifetime of struggle would be in vain.

So his pressure was transferred onto Du Bian Youli’s head, urging him to capture Hasegawa Ze immediately.

This put tremendous pressure on Du Bian Youli, especially since this matter couldn’t be carried out openly, so he thought of enlisting Aoyama Xiu Xin’s help, considering Aoyama Xiu Xin had definite influence over Tokyo’s Violent Gangs.

Thus, he could utilize Violent Gang members who were scattered throughout Tokyo and had their fingers in every pie to find Hasegawa Ze.

And in the process also close the gap in their relationship with Aoyama Xiu Xin.

As for convincing Aoyama Xiu Xin to help, he already had his reasons prepared, just waiting for tonight’s family dinner.

Meanwhile, Hasegawa Ze also, having paid the price of a cigarette and a meal, gleaned the information he wanted from a young police officer.

"Yoshikai Youzai!"

But just knowing the name wasn’t enough.

He had to determine what the person looked like too.

So, he hired a kid, bought him a bouquet, and had him go to the Police Headquarters entrance to tell the guard that he had an urgent matter for Detective Sakai.

Meanwhile, he hid nearby, and as soon as he identified Yoshikai Youzai, he quickly blended into the crowd and left.

"Kid, the flowers are lovely, who asked you to give them to me?" At the entrance to Police Headquarters, Yoshikai Youzai sniffed the flowers in his hand and looked at the child, who was chewing on a lollipop and shook his head, causing his twin ponytails to swing, "I don’t know, the big brother just asked me to give these flowers to you as a gesture of thanks."

"All right then." Yoshikai Youzai did not dwell on it, after all, it was flowers and not a bomb.

He guessed that it might be the family of a victim from a case he had worked on, expressing their gratitude.

The child bounced off, and Hasegawa Ze returned to his base, telling Big Black Moles and the youngster with minor braids who were eating a boxed lunch, "I now know what that police officer looks like. Next, we’ll start tailing him, getting to know his daily routine so we can find the right chance to strike. We’ll track in pairs and one person will stay at the base to ensure we won’t be entirely wiped out in case of an accident."

Big Black Moles and the youngster with braids naturally had no objections to this.

After all, they needed to ensure they could escape after the killing and not be targeted too swiftly. To achieve this, the entire process had to be carefully planned.

At 4 p.m., Jigong’s house cuisine in Ginza. Being a workday, the restaurant was almost empty.

Nakamura Shinichi walked into the shop with a document bag in hand, lightly patting his trousers, and casually surveyed the interior decorations before finding a spot at the counter.

"Welcome, what would you like to eat?"

Jigong You, wearing a chef’s hat, bowed slightly.

"Just bring a few of your specialties," Nakamura Shinichi glanced at the menu and then casually put it back.

"Alright!" replied Jigong You.

He then started to cook right in front of Nakamura Shinichi. Even though he was chubby and had a thick neck, his movements were graceful and elegant while preparing the food.

It was a pleasing sight; even before tasting, one could start imagining the flavors.

Seeing the food that you’ll soon consume being crafted by the chef is a pleasure in itself.

"One of Jigong’s house specialties, eel sushi, please enjoy, sir." Jigong You placed two pieces of freshly made sushi onto a plate and handed it to Nakamura Shinichi.

Nakamura Shinichi picked up a piece, inspected it, and slowly fed it into his mouth, savoring each bite before swallowing and nodding at Jigong You’s expectant look, "It tastes great."

"Then please continue to enjoy the meal," Jigong You smiled and started preparing the next dish.

At that time, besides the servers, there were just the two of them in the entire shop; one cooking, the other eating and commenting—a notably harmonious scene.

After eating his fill, Nakamura Shinichi picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, "Thank you for the hospitality. Allow me to introduce myself, Mr. Jigong. I am Nakamura Shinichi, Police Commissioner, deputy head of the First Homicide Division at Police Headquarters."

His promotion had only been decreed this morning.

As he spoke, he handed over his identification.

"Hi! It’s a Senior Police Director, how may I assist you?" Jigong You accepted the ID to examine it, and after confirming there were no issues, he returned it with both hands.

Nakamura Shinichi took back his ID, giving him a sympathetic glance, "I have some items here that I hope you will remain calm after reviewing, and then we can talk about the next steps, Mr. Jigong. Please prepare yourself mentally."

Jigong You was an honest person, and such serious emphasis made him somewhat uncertain.

"Tell me what’s going on!" He licked his dry lips and asked, "May my wife come as well?"

"It would be better if you took a look by yourself," Nakamura Shinichi exhaled and pushed the file bag over to him.

Staring at the file bag in front of him, Jigong You’s unease intensified. After hesitating for a moment, he took a deep breath, picked up the file bag, opened it, and looked down to see a document and several photos inside.

He pulled out the photos first, and it was as if he had been struck by lightning.

The photos were all of his beloved wife and Noda Hisashi embracing and kissing passionately, some at their home’s entrance, some in an underground parking lot of a shopping mall, some having an outdoor tryst at a park. His chubby face instantly flushed red.

Then, gasping for air, his hands trembling, he put the photos back into the file bag and picked up the document.

It was a paternity test report.

It showed no blood relation between the two parties.

Jigong You looked up sharply at Nakamura Shinichi.

"I’m sorry, but this is the truth. I think we need to talk privately," Nakamura Shinichi sighed.

Jigong You felt a darkness before his eyes, as if the whole world was spinning in reverse, his vision blurring, his mind a blank slate, as if he was the only one left in the world.

"Manager, are you alright?"

A server, seeing this, hurried over with concern.

"Don’t come over!" Jigong You abruptly came out of his daze and shouted, saying confusedly, "We’re closing early today, you all go ahead and leave."

The servers looked at each other with confusion, not moving.

"Manager, are you sure you’re okay?"

Jigong You was a kind and easy-going person, so the staff in the store genuinely respected him and were worried about his current state.

"I’m fine; please leave first," Jigong You said, barely holding back his breakdown and rage, bowing deeply.

Seeing this, the servers finally returned the bow and left.

"Idiot!" Once familiar faces were all gone, Jigong You could no longer hold back. His collapse and anger reached a peak, his eyes blood-red with the desire to rupture; he smashed a plate with a punch, "Slut! That slut!"

Jigong You had tolerated his wife’s disdain, humiliation, and mockery, and even infidelity he could somehow accept, grinding his teeth and swallowing his pride, because the child was his, and Jigong Liangmei was good to the child.

He had to give his child a complete family.

But now he had learned that he had been raising another man’s child for so many years, and all the humiliation and negative emotions he had suffered over the years surged to his heart and exploded.

Why is it that an honest man becomes terrifying once he explodes?

Because of restrained buildup.

"The child might be Noda’s, and your wife’s dealings with him have never ceased," Nakamura Shinichi said, knowing it was harsh but saying it anyway.

Jigong You was going mad. Every time Noda Hisashi and others came to gather with his wife, he even prepared food for them, only for that guy to consume the energy from the food he made on his own wife.

He felt like the biggest joke.

Nakamura Shinichi asked, "Do you want revenge?"

"What should I do?" Jigong You looked up.

Nakamura Shinichi took out a cigarette, offered one to Jigong You, and also lit one for himself, inhaling slowly before speaking, "Your wife, Noda Hisashi, Miyake Hiroshi, and Musashi Ikuta are all suspected of being involved in a family annihilation case two years ago... They may have hidden some evidence, and I need your help to get it."

"Your wife doesn’t love you, but she loves the child she had with Noda Hisashi. If you threaten the child’s life, I’m sure she will tell you everything she knows."

"You don’t act like a policeman," said Jigong You, as no policeman would use such despicable methods to solve a case.

Nakamura Shinichi shrugged, "At least it’s better than what your wife and her accomplices have done, plus I’m doing this to catch a murderer. Amaterasu will forgive me."

If She doesn’t forgive me, then I’ll just choose another deity to believe in.

There are so many different gods all around the world.

Believing in one is a buyer’s market right now.

"Fine, I agree with you, they deserve to be punished," Jigong You said, a fierce light in his eyes.

Nakamura Shinichi handed him a business card, "You can call me anytime, I’m available 24 hours for you."

Having said that, he turned around and left without looking back.

Jigong You placed the business card to one side, looking down at the sharp and deadly kitchen knife in his hand, his face displayed a cold expression. Sending such a slut to jail would be letting her off too easily.

Then he put down the knife and made a phone call to have the nanny bring the child to the restaurant, followed by a call to Jigong Liangmei.

"Liangmei, it’s You, can you come to the shop now? There’s something very important I need to talk to you about."

"What’s so important that you can’t say over the phone? I’m busy here, don’t be so secretive and mysterious."

Listening to Jigong Liangmei’s usual impatient voice, Jigong You felt especially violent today, unable to bear it, but still patiently said, "Please come to the shop, it’s really important."

"Fine, you’re useless, nothing gets done without me there," Jigong Liangmei muttered.

"Beep—beep—beep—"

Listening to the dial tone of the hang-up from the other end, Jigong You expressionlessly put down the phone and began to sharpen the knife.

The sound of friction echoed back and forth in the empty shop.

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