Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 241 - 234: Fist to Flesh, Banquet, Crime at Sea

Chapter 241: Chapter 234: Fist to Flesh, Banquet, Crime at Sea

"Clang!"

The office door was violently pushed open.

Aoyama Xiu Xin had just looked up when he saw Nozaki Cang Jian, his face filled with anger, rushing towards him.

"Slap!"

Nozaki Cang Jian slammed his hands heavily on the desk.

Looking down on Aoyama Xiu Xin from above, he asked defiantly, "Why are you reassigning me to a clerical position?"

"Get out and knock on the door," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied.

This dismissive, nonchalant attitude further provoked Nozaki Cang Jian’s pride, and he gritted his teeth and demanded, "Why are you reassigning me?"

"Get out," Aoyama Xiu Xin said indifferently without looking up from signing documents.

Such a reckless fool, who didn’t even understand what he did wrong, would eventually cause trouble under his command; reassigning him was indeed the right decision.

"Idiot! Look at me, you bastard!" Nozaki Cang Jian, furious that the other had never looked him in the eye properly, reached out to grab Aoyama Xiu Xin’s collar.

Aoyama Xiu Xin raised an eyebrow, caught his wrist with a backward twist, and click, Nozaki Cang Jian twisted his features in pain as he lost balance in his lower body and was thrown to the ground.

"You’re not being reassigned; effective today, you are indefinitely suspended. Hand over your badge and firearm," Aoyama Xiu Xin stood up, walked over to him with hands in pockets, and looked down on him from above.

Having been thrown to the ground with a single hand, Nozaki Cang Jian’s pride exploded, feeling he had been taken by surprise due to underestimating his opponent initially. Now that he was suspended, he had nothing to lose and got up throwing a punch.

Aoyama Xiu Xin dodged to the side, grabbed his collar, and pulled him forward while his other fist repeatedly struck Nozaki Cang Jian’s face.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

After taking a couple of punches, Nozaki Cang Jian felt dizzy and disoriented, unable to defend himself.

When Fujiwara Takahiro arrived breathlessly at the door of the office, he saw Aoyama Xiu Xin handling Nozaki Cang Jian as easily as hitting a punching bag.

"Chief of Police, stop! Please, stop hitting him!"

He gasped and rushed forward to intervene.

In a daze, Nozaki Cang Jian heard Fujiwara Takahiro’s voice and suddenly understood why he had been so anxious when he insisted on confronting Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Not because he was afraid of himself injuring Aoyama Xiu Xin.

But because he was afraid of being killed by Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Only then did Aoyama Xiu Xin let go of his grasp.

"Thud!"

Nozaki Cang Jian’s body fell backward to the ground.

"You don’t need to be suspended; from now on, you are discharged. All my submissions for such requests are generally approved. Hand over your firearm and badge," Aoyama Xiu Xin straightened his tie and spoke emotionlessly.

Having made an error, he had initially reassigned him.

For the first assault, considering it a momentary lapse in judgment, he had just suspended him.

But after a second assault, Aoyama Xiu Xin could no longer tolerate it—he was outright dismissed!

Aoyama Xiu Xin considered his decision thoroughly fair.

Nozaki Cang Jian, with a bruised and swollen face, was unable to speak; blood bubbles frothed from his nose with each breath.

"Chief, I’ll take him to the hospital," Fujiwara Takahiro said, supporting Nozaki Cang Jian as they prepared to leave.

"Stop!" Aoyama Xiu Xin commanded in an unmistakable tone, "Hand over his firearm and badge."

As a superior, his orders had to be followed.

Otherwise, authority would gradually erode.

Fujiwara Takahiro’s expression froze; he had hoped to pull his subordinate out of trouble by delaying the handover of the firearm and badge, thinking it might be okay once Aoyama Xiu Xin cooled down.

But Aoyama Xiu Xin was resolute.

Left with no choice, he took out Nozaki Cang Jian’s badge and firearm and handed them to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

After watching the two leave, Aoyama Xiu Xin returned to his chair and began writing the report to dismiss Nozaki Cang Jian—he individually had no power to do so.

"Nonsense," Aoyama Xiu Xin muttered to himself after finishing the report.

"How am I being nonsensical?" In the hospital, after receiving basic treatment, Nozaki Cang Jian, still furious, objected to Fujiwara Takahiro’s assessment, his neck stiff with anger, "He just can’t tolerate others!"

Despite having lost the fight, he still felt indignant.

Mostly, he was unwilling to accept the dismissal.

"Suit yourself, but you no longer have the police badge to protect you. You should control your temper; I have to go," Fujiwara Takahiro shook his head and left.

Nozaki Cang Jian lay on the hospital bed, seething with resentment.

He believed his superiors were all jealous of the competent.

He had been a police officer for five years and had been recognized for his merits several times, yet he was still a Patrol Captain. This time Aoyama Xiu Xin had ignored his achievements and kicked him out of the Police Headquarters; it was a tremendous humiliation!

"Ah! Dammit! Dammit!"

Nozaki Cang Jian punched the bedcovers repeatedly.

After venting, he helplessly collapsed back on the bed, staring blankly as he considered his next steps.VERTICAL ELLIPSIS

At eight o’clock in the evening, a villa in Shibuya District was crowded with luxury cars, and one after another, well-dressed men and women handed over invitations and entered the villa.

In the distance, many police officers patrolled the area.

The villa’s front yard was vast, with tables arranged on the lawn, covered with various expensive beverages and delicate pastries and dishes; well-groomed men and women mingled among the guests providing services.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, with hair neatly combed back, dressed in a brand new silver-gray suit, maintained a smiling face as he followed Yanchuan Shilang, greeting each guest.

"General Yagyu has arrived, please come in."

"Congratulations, congratulations! I wish Yanchuan Shilang joy upon receiving a fine grandson, Police Chief Aoyama is truly a among the best."

"Hahaha, not at all. He still relies on the guidance of seniors like you, Mr. Yagyu."

When everyone was almost there, Yanchuan Shilang walked to the steps in front of the villa. Everyone had been paying attention to him, and seeing this, they all fell silent.

"First, I want to thank everyone for taking time out of their busy schedules to attend tonight’s banquet," Yanchuan Shilang bowed.

Everyone politely returned the gesture.

Then he stood up straight and continued, "The Yanchuan family has been single descent for three generations, with sparse offspring, but thankfully Amaterasu has taken pity on me. Aside from having a biological grandson, I have been blessed with an outstanding adopted grandson. Tonight’s banquet is held in his honor. I hope everyone will bear witness, from now on, Aoyama Xiu Xin will be my grandson, Yanchuan Shilang, and a member of the Yanchuan family."

As he finished speaking, he gestured with his hand.

"Xiu Xin, come here."

"Hi!" Aoyama Xiu Xin quickly stepped forward and stood by his side, facing all the guests and bowing.

"Clap clap clap clap clap!"

Loud applause erupted on the lawn.

Various congratulations could be heard non-stop.

Since it wasn’t changing the familial name in the family registry, there was no need to make it so formal and serious at the shrine; it was enough to gather close friends and family and make the announcement.

"I hope everyone enjoys themselves tonight. Please, don’t be shy or restrained. If you’re not having fun, then I, as the host, would be very rude."

Yanchuan Shilang said with another warm smile.

Then the gathering dispersed, some forming small groups, chatting and laughing, others clinking glasses in toasts.

"You go and attend to the guests first. Come to the study on the third floor in half an hour, I have something to discuss with you," Yanchuan Shilang instructed Aoyama Xiu Xin as he stepped down.

"Hi!" Aoyama Xiu Xin respectfully responded.

Yanchuan Shilang patted his shoulder, turned, and walked smiling toward several old men, whom Aoyama Xiu Xin knew to be key figures in the Miyazawa Cabinet.

If someone threw a bomb here,

the current Japanese Government would be finished.

"Police Chief Aoyama, I have long admired your reputation. I’ve always wanted to meet you, and today I finally have the chance."

"Aoyama Xiu Xin, I am..."

Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t even need to seek out connections; naturally, one peer after another came up to him.

Starting today, he also counts as a second-generation official.

Others become second-generation officials by being born into it,

but he achieved it through his own efforts.

"Mr. Aoyama, how is that matter I asked about coming along?" Taking the opportunity when there was finally no one around Aoyama Xiu Xin, Yagyu Tomon approached with a glass in hand.

He had been extremely anxious these past two days.

Aoyama Xiu Xin clinked glasses with him and said with a smile, albeit nonchalantly, "It will be taken care of tonight."

While the banquet scene was bright and lively with lights and wine, another crime was being staged elsewhere.

A fishing boat floated in the middle of the sea, rocking gently with the waves; the figures of a man and a woman were trapped, their hands and feet bound, locked inside two iron cages.

With wine-red long curly hair and a dripping blood-red long dress, wearing white high-heeled shoes, Tangong Huizi stood on the deck, the salty sea breeze causing her hair to flutter messily, her face expressionless.

"Jin Huiya! You’re crazy! I am a director of the Civilian Corps! A meritorious figure in the Civilian Corps! You dare harm me!"

"Bitch! Release us quickly!"

Inside the cage, Han Suwen and her son Jin Hongwu glared with eyes about to split, screaming hysterically.

As Tangong Huizi had stated earlier, the mother and son believed Jin Hongyi had been betrayed by Yagyu Tomon.

They dismissed the idea of a mole within the Civilian Corps.

Neglecting their defenses, they were easily captured by Tangong Huizi’s people and welded into cages, then brought here.

"Meritorious figure? You are now a criminal. To save your son Jin Hongyi, you even threatened a Self-Defense Force major general. Do you realize what an adverse impact this could bring to our Civilian Corps? Ah? Director Han Suwen."

Tangong Huizi spoke with a chilly tone.

Han Suwen paused in his breathing, not expecting the other party to have learned of this, but after only a moment’s hesitation, he boldly shouted again, "I served the Civilian Corps for so many years, and now I just want to save my son, what’s wrong with that? What’s wrong?"

"Before you served the Civilian Corps, you were just the president of an about-to-be bankrupt company! How much money do you have now? The Civilian Corps has never mistreated you!" Tangong Huizi, revealing disgust and aversion in her eyes, raised one foot onto the cage, her skirt fluttering in the sea breeze, exposing her pale thighs, "Hand over whatever you used to threaten Yagyu Tomon, or you and your son will both die."

"Bitch! Release my mother! Come at me if you want something!" Jin Hongwu growled through clenched teeth.

"Sure," Tangong Huizi sneered, waving her hand backward and ordered, "Throw him down."

Someone stepped forward and hooked the cage.

Then started the boat’s crane, and amidst the splashing waves, the cage was dropped into the pitch-dark sea surface.

"Hong Wu! Hong Wu!" Han Suwen saw the scene, her heart wrenching, tears streaming down her face, turning her head anxiously towards Tangong Huizi, "This was all my idea, it has nothing to do with him, please quickly pull him up, Huiya, I beg you!"

"Then tell me where you hid those things. I have the patience to wait, but can your son hold his breath that long?" Tangong Huizi coldly smiled.

Han Suwen painfully bowed her head and cried.

"Director Han, keeping those things might not necessarily save your younger son, but if you don’t hand them over, your older son will definitely die right away."

Tangong Huizi kept applying pressure.

"Sob sob sob, I’ll tell, I’ll tell, it’s under the guest room mattress on the second floor of my house, I’ve told you, please pull him up quickly!"

Inability to ignore her dying elder son, just as she cared for her younger son Jin Hongyi, proved the bond among the mother and two sons too deep.

"Pull it up." Tangong Huizi ordered, then grabbed a satellite phone to call Yu Cheng in Tokyo, "The stuff is located under the guest bedroom mattress at 25 Iwamoto Town 1-chome villa, call back as soon as possible."

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