Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 222 - 215: All Japanese Are His Lawful Property

Chapter 222: Chapter 215: All Japanese Are His Lawful Property

Dubian Youli’s study was small, crammed yet not messy, with a double sofa placed by the door, clearly meant for receiving guests.

"Mr. Aoyama, please have a seat."

"Director Du Bian, after you."

After the two sat down, Dubian Youli casually picked up the cigarette box from the table, tapped out one and handed it to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Aoyama Xiu Xin took the cigarette and nodded slightly as a thank you.

"Ah," Dubian Youli lit one for himself and deeply inhaled, then after organizing his thoughts, he spoke, "Mr. Aoyama, it’s unlikely that Yoshikai Youzai killed Takai Baoyu by accident, right?"

His words were startling.

"What makes you say that, Director Du Bian?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked with a look of surprise, seriously adding, "This concerns a colleague’s innocence; do you have any evidence for such a claim? We can’t be careless with such matters!"

"Mr. Aoyama, you’re very cautious indeed," said Dubian Youli with a helpless smile, spreading his hands, "I truly wish to speak candidly with Mr. Aoyama today. Those gunmen were actually sent by us to silence Takai Baoyu. Knowing this, you should feel at ease."

Aoyama Xiu Xin’s eyes narrowed slightly as he silently smoked, waiting for him to continue.

"The problem now is that although Takai Baoyu is dead, the matter is not yet over," exclaimed Dubian Youli with a sigh, speaking gravely, "Mr. Aoyama, do you know how we located him? It was because we turned one of his bodyguards, a man named Matsuboto Hirokuni."

"Takai Baoyu had only brought his two most trusted bodyguards that day, one being Matsuboto, the other named Hasegawa Ze. The day Takai Baoyu died, both Hasegawa Ze and Matsuboto Hirokuni miraculously escaped unscathed."

"Yet just last night, Matsuboto Hirokuni was kidnapped right outside his home, and we still don’t know if he is dead or alive. One of the kidnappers shared a striking resemblance to Hasegawa Ze."

"Director Du Bian, speak plainly," Aoyama Xiu Xin had guessed his implication and couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread toward this Hasegawa Ze.

Dubian Youli looked directly at him and said, "It’s clear that Hasegawa Ze is seeking revenge for Takai Baoyu. He won’t stop at Yoshikai Youzai and might trace things back to Mr. Aoyama through Yoshikai. That’s why I believe we should join forces to control him as soon as possible."

"My men are already searching for him, but the man is cunning and good at hiding his tracks, so I would like to ask Mr. Aoyama to mobilize people from the various Violent Gangs to search, leaving him nowhere to hide!"

"Otherwise, we can’t just do nothing, sitting at home, waiting for him to come seeking revenge."

Concerning Hasegawa Ze, he felt that he and Aoyama Xiu Xin would agree, though he omitted the possibility that Hasegawa Ze held some ledgers or similar items possibly given by Takai Baoyu.

"Director Du Bian is straightforward. According to your words, it’s plausible Hasegawa Ze might come for me," Aoyama Xiu Xin flicked his cigarette ash and turned to look at him, "But if Takai Baoyu was one of yours, and I’ve busted your profit source, you must hate me just as much as him."

"You are mistaken, Mr. Aoyama," Dubian Youli shook his head with an air of arrogance, seriously stating, "We are not like Hasegawa Ze."

Aoyama Xiu Xin understood the meaning behind those words.

Internal conflicts among the bureaucratic elite were their own affair, with countless ways to resolve them?

But Hasegawa Ze, this peasant, had no right to threaten them.

Deal with him first, then talk.

"Fine, I’ll help with this," Aoyama Xiu Xin pondered for a moment and then nodded, after all, even just to protect Yoshikai Youzai, they needed to capture Hasegawa Ze.

Yoshikai Youzai had acted on his orders to kill Takai Baoyu; as his superior, it was naturally his responsibility to shield him from the negative repercussions of this affair.

On the other side, Nakamura Shinichi hurried to Jigong You’s restaurant after receiving his call, only to be greeted by the pungent smell of blood as he entered. The decapitated corpse lying in a pool of blood caught his eyes, shocking him greatly.

Meanwhile, Jigong You sat leisurely in front of a table, eating the dinner he had prepared himself.

"I killed Noda Hisashi, Yoshimi, and their bastard child," Jigong You declared.

In an instant, Nakamura Shinichi drew his gun and pointed it at him.

Jigong You showed no extreme reaction, merely pointing to the voice recorder on the table, "Before that bitch died, she confessed everything about how they covered up the crime for that government official’s son. All the evidence they had compiled, including the murder weapon, the fingerprints they extracted from the killer, and the surveillance footage of the killer entering and exiting the apartment building on the day of the crime, were hidden above the ceiling of the bathroom at the crime scene."

These pieces of evidence were vital to solving the case; they had hidden them, leaving no proof that Mei Bu was the killer, while also possessing leverage over the Dubians when needed.

"Thank you," Nakamura Shinichi lowered the gun he had raised, taking out his mobile phone from his briefcase to call his subordinate, "Go now... and retrieve the items from the bathroom ceiling and bring them back to Police Headquarters."

"No need for thanks, consider it my reward for you revealing the truth to me," Jigong You answered calmly.

Looking down at Noda Hisashi’s decapitated body, Nakamura Shinichi sighed with a sense of helplessness and said, "You shouldn’t have killed them. With these items, we could have already sent them to prison, but now I have to arrest you, you’ve destroyed yourself."

Killing an official, no matter the reason—even if he had helped solve a previous case—would still result in a heavy sentence, as such acts were intolerable.

"After so many years wasted, not killing them myself, I wouldn’t be able to swallow my anger. Please allow me to finish my last meal," Jigong You stated gravely.

With an unfaithful wife and a child that was not his, he felt life had no more meaning. It might be better to kill the adulterous couple and end up in prison to spend his old age in peace.

Nakamura Shinichi nodded, then called the local police station to secure the scene.

When the police arrived, Jigong You had just finished his meal, willingly extending his hands for Nakamura Shinichi to cuff him, and was escorted from the scene under the watchful eyes of the onlookers.

Back at Police Headquarters, Nakamura Shinichi inspected the items brought back from Asakawa Satsuki’s house.

They confirmed Mei Bu was the killer.

And from the surveillance footage, it was clear that there were seven people when Noda Hisashi and his crew arrived, but when they left, there became eight. Although the face of the additional person could not be seen, it matched the description given by Jigong You prior to her death, confirming that it was Mei Bu Du Bian.

He immediately dialed Aoyama Xiu Xin’s number.

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

"Ring-ring-ring~ Ring-ring-ring~"

At that moment, Aoyama Xiu Xin was dining at the Dubians.

"My apologies," he said as the phone rang. He put down his chopsticks and slightly bowed his head in apology, then picked up the call, "Moshi moshi, what’s the matter? Go ahead."

"Sir, I have obtained evidence of Mei Bu Du Bian murdering the entire Asakawa Satsuki family. Should we arrest him?"

Upon hearing this, Aoyama Xiu Xin instinctively raised his head and glanced at Mei Bu Du Bian sitting opposite him.

Feeling his gaze, Mei Bu Du Bian gave him a polite smile and continued eating.

"Arrest him," Aoyama Xiu Xin uttered a single word.

Although he had just reached an agreement with Du Bian Youli on the matter of Hasegawa Ze, there were no grounds for leniency towards the Du Bians now that evidence of their guilt had surfaced. After all, they weren’t particularly close to begin with.

It was better to let someone else take the lead and earn the accolades.

Without Du Bian Youli, he would still have to find Hasegawa Ze; the two matters did not affect one another.

Such a living beast like Mei Bu Du Bian needed to be caged sooner rather than later, lest he harm more people.

As a man aspiring to become the Emperor of Japan, he had already come to a realization— every Japanese person was his property.

As the owner, the master, he could oppress, humiliate, and exploit these Japanese people, but if anyone else did so, they were damaging his interests!

So, he would share no common ground with evil Ծ‸Ծ!

Mr. Aoyama’s sense of ownership was very strong.

"Mr. Aoyama, you always have a multitude of affairs to manage," said Director Dubian with a chuckle after Aoyama Xiu Xin hung up. "Even after work, you’re addressing work matters. Do you also earn accomplishments just from eating a meal?"

Aoyama Xiu Xin shook his head, "Director Du Bian, don’t tease me. Who doesn’t know that our investigative division is the busiest in Police Headquarters? One can’t even enjoy a meal in peace; I truly want some rest."

"But Mr. Aoyama, you can’t afford to rest. If you feel relaxed, then the millions of citizens in Tokyo can’t sleep easy. So, for the sake of the people, you must continue to toil," Du Bian Youli praised earnestly.

Even though he had issued the arrest order, Aoyama Xiu Xin still appeared nonchalant as he ate, generously offering compliments, "The lady of the house really does have superb culinary skills."

"Glad you like it, Mr. Aoyama," Mrs. Du Bian replied with a modest smile, displaying grace despite being past forty and having put on weight. She still had a certain charm, a reward for the readers who do not cast their monthly votes.

After the meal, Mrs. Du Bian cleaned up while Aoyama Xiu Xin and Asai Ayumi rested in the living room.

"Brother Xiu Xin, I have just graduated, and I am also preparing for the civil service exams. Do you have any advice for me?" Mei Bu Du Bian, seemingly following his father’s lead, took the initiative to bridge the gap with Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Aoyama Xiu Xin looked at him, smiled, and spoke indifferently, "I suggest you work in a prison."

"The correctional system?" Mei Bu Du Bian frowned slightly, laughed helplessly, and said, "Brother Xiu Xin, prison is too boring. I can’t stand the solitude. Better to be a policeman, and maybe I’ll end up working under you. Brother Xiu Xin, please take good care of me."

Aoyama Xiu Xin noticed something interesting; this fellow’s gaze seemed to unintentionally drift towards Asai Ayumi every so often. No wonder, since Asai Ayumi, dressed in uniform with black high-heeled shoes, was indeed very enticing.

He deliberately placed his hand on Asai Ayumi’s leg, feigning distraction as he caressed her, "You have your dad and so many uncles backing you. You’d do fine without me."

Asai Ayumi glared at him, annoyed and embarrassed. They were guests at someone else’s home; couldn’t his hands stay still?

Mei Bu Du Bian watched this scene, his face expressionless, but he was almost grinding his molars in frustration.

Damn it, if he could have a beauty like Asai Ayumi, he would gladly trade it for a promotion or wealth!

"We are all old timers now, it will be up to you young folks in the end," Director Du Bian said with a chuckle, shaking his head and advising his son, "You must spend more time with your Brother Xiu Xin and learn from him."

"Yes, Father!" Mei Bu Du Bian nodded obediently.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, still touching Asai Ayumi’s leg, tilted his chin toward her, "Peel an orange for me to cleanse the palate."

Asai Ayumi peeled an orange, then fed it to Aoyama Xiu Xin one segment at a time.

Aoyama Xiu Xin’s tongue occasionally grazed over her fingertips, causing her cheeks to blush with shy allure.

"Mr. Aoyama and Ayumi really are quite affectionate," Director Du Bian teased, understanding his son all too well as he stepped on his son’s foot and gave him a fierce look.

Mei Bu Du Bian, though reluctant, had no choice but to withdraw his gaze and dare not look any longer.

"Ring-ring-ring! Ring-ring-ring!"

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Mei Bu Du Bian hurriedly got up to answer the door. He had barely opened a crack when, with a bang, the door was violently kicked open. One after another, a group of police officers rushed in, and before Mei Bu Du Du Bian could react, he was pinned to the ground, hands secured behind his back, unable to move.

The other officers did not stop and charged into the living room.

"Freeze! Police! Hands up!"

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