Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 279 - 263: Arrest in Progress, Mr. Aoyama Making a Preliminary Effort

Chapter 279: Chapter 263: Arrest in Progress, Mr. Aoyama Making a Preliminary Effort

At nine in the evening, the event thrown for Aoyama Xiu Xin was a complete mess, with women’s intimate clothing scattered all over the floor, and even the hostess who was supposed to only perform her talent had been stripped of her garments to play music and dance.

Everyone was red-faced and thick-necked from drinking, and the air was thick with alcohol as they toasted each other, showing camaraderie.

"Drink! Keep drinking! No one goes home sober tonight!"

"Another toast... another toast to Police Chief Aoyama!"

Though Aoyama Xiu Xin’s strong physique kept him relatively sober, looking at his disgracefully drunken colleagues felt like seeing the future of Japan.

If word of this event were to leak, the public would surely be outraged, yet they would never realize that this was just a routine practice among bureaucrats entertaining each other.

"Ring, ring! Ring, ring!"

The shrill sound of the telephone rang out.

"Whose... whose phone is that, hang it up, don’t spoil the mood," the Minister slurred.

"Minister, it’s your phone."

An aide picked up the phone and handed it to him.

"Mine... my phone?" The Minister staggered to his feet, grabbed the phone, and answered, "Hello? Hello?"

Suddenly, he perked up, his drunken haze partially lifting. After hanging up the phone he shouted, "Stop drinking! Everyone stop! An informant reported that Abe and three others were seen five minutes ago in the Hot District, driving a white Mercedes with the plate number... We must intercept them in Nagoya!"

"What? What Abe... Nagoya?"

"Min... Minister... I toast to you..."

"Hey!"

Everyone was too drunk to understand what their superior was saying. Some kept urging more drinks, while those who understood stumbled toward the exit, so disoriented they couldn’t tell which way was out and ended up colliding with walls and crashing to the floor.

"Minister, please order an immediate blockade of the city exits and have all patrol officers search for that vehicle," Aoyama Xiu Xin said, pushing away the two half-naked young women in his arms.

He hadn’t expected such a surprise, finding Abe’s trail on his first day in Nagoya.

"Idiot! These useless fools!" The Minister cursed as he watched his unconscious subordinates. He had to personally call the police headquarters, "I’m Minister Chongtian Sixing, immediately blockade the roads out of the city and search for a white Mercedes with the plate number..."

"Minister, let’s go too." Aoyama Xiu Xin wiped his mouth with some napkins and stood up ready to leave.

Chongtian Sixing nodded, glanced back at the room of staggering subordinates, his temples throbbing, and walked out without a word.

These bastards, all bragging about their drinking capacities, yet not a match for him. Yet, Police Chief Aoyama proved himself as a soldier tested by alcohol, having consumed the most that night yet appeared unaffected.

Fujiwara Takahiro, along with other members of the murderous faction and local officers who accompanied them, were already waiting outside the room, clearly having received the news as well, and none of them appeared drunk as subordinates must remain alert while superiors can afford to let loose.

"Minister!" "Police Chief!"

As the two emerged, everyone greeted them.

Chongtian Sixing nodded and silently walked outside, with others instinctively following.

The high-ranking officers of the Aichi Prefecture Police Headquarters were left behind, drunkenly sprawling and snoring loudly.

Unaware of the betrayal by Rujiang Chengzhi, Abe and the others had not planned to leave Nagoya, but were en route to a new hideout.

"Big Brother Abe, there... there’s a police car!"

The bald youth driving suddenly spotted flashing police lights in the rear-view mirror and panicked.

"Stay calm, it’s normal for police patrols in Nagoya where the incident occurred. Drive normally and they won’t notice us," Abe reassured from the passenger seat, glancing at the rear-view mirror.

The young driver pursed his lips, "Yes!"

However, Abe soon noticed something was off as the number of police cars behind them started to increase, with flashing lights visible ahead, closing in from both front and back.

If it were a regular patrol, dispersing would be most efficient. The sudden convergence on one street obviously had a purpose.

"What... why are there so many police cars?" the timid middle-aged man also realized something was wrong, turning pale.

"Damn it! This bastard Rujiang Chengzhi!"

Abe was furious, gritting his teeth. They had just left the Rujiang Family, and their whereabouts leaked; it could only be that they were betrayed. These damned rich people were all untrustworthy, sly and deceitful.

"It’s my fault," Abe regretfully said, his expression somewhat desolate, "Stop at the next intersection. Spread out and escape separately. Each man for himself."

"Big Brother Abe!"

The other three looked distressed, the timid middle-aged man particularly panicked, faltering several times before speaking.

"Trust me, or none of us will get out," Abe said firmly.

The others fell silent.

By the time they reached the intersection, they realized that not only were there police cars in front and behind, but also gathering from the left and right, closing in from all sides.

"Run!"

With Abe’s command, all four men flung open their car doors and dashed in different directions.

It was just before ten o’clock, many shops were still open, and there were quite a few pedestrians on the streets. By dispersing and blending into the crowd, there was still a chance to escape.

"Get out and chase!" ordered Chongtian Sixing.

In an instant, all the police officers disembarked and split into four groups, chasing in the direction the four people had fled.

"Spread out! Police operation! Police operation!"

"Ah! What happened? What’s going on?"

This sudden turn of events had the uninformed pedestrians exclaiming continuously, causing chaos in the streets.

The four weren’t inherently evil individuals.

Feeling a psychological burden of harming the innocent, they hadn’t fired back during their escape, and the police, fearing they might hit bystanders, also dared not shoot rashly, thus it was merely a pure chase—a game of cat and mouse.

A police officer drove a car going the wrong way down the road, carrying Aoyama Xiu Xin and Chongtian Sixing, while a group of police officers was chasing a timid middle-aged man on the adjacent sidewalk.

Though the middle-aged man was timid, he was genuinely a laborer with great physical strength and endurance, managing to progressively outdistance the pursuing officers behind him.

"Hand me a gun," said Aoyama Xiu Xin.

He had no need for a firearm after being promoted to Police Chief.

"Ah?" The driving officer hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at his superior, Chongtian Sixing.

Chongtian Sixing advised, "Mr. Aoyama, since they’ve already exposed themselves, they can’t escape. The situation is so chaotic; if a bystander gets hurt, it won’t be good."

"Gun," Aoyama Xiu Xin stated tersely, repeating himself with impactful brevity.

Chongtian Sixing grimaced and nodded slightly.

Good advice is wasted on the damn devil. Anyway, he had done his duty; if a bystander really got hurt, it had nothing to do with him.

The police officer driving pulled out his gun and handed it to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"Keep the car steady," Aoyama Xiu Xin said indifferently as he took the gun, then pointed it out the car window toward the running, timid middle-aged man and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The gunshot sounded, and the timid middle-aged man, hit in the leg, fell forward to the ground. Not a professional fiend, he didn’t instinctively draw a gun but instead reflexively covered his injured leg, rolling on the ground and wailing in pain.

By the time he thought to draw his gun, it was too late; the police officers who had caught up pinned him to the ground and handcuffed him.

Inside the police car nearby, both the officer behind the wheel and Chongtian Sixing were dumbstruck; while the car was moving, and the target was on the run, with pedestrians interrupting, Aoyama Xiu Xin had raised his gun and fired, striking his target—what a defy-all-odds act!

"Stop the car," Aoyama Xiu Xin casually tossed the gun back to the officer, his face remaining expressionless as if he had done something as mundane as drinking water. Indeed, it was just that for him.

In his past life, he had been skilled in shooting, and in this life, his physical attributes and senses far exceeded those of the average person; as long as his mind and hand were steady, he could hit whatever he targeted.

Upon hearing this, the officer instinctively slammed on the brakes.

Both Aoyama Xiu Xin and Chongtian Sixing, due to inertia, lurched forward momentarily but were held back by their seat belts.

The officer’s lips twitched as he shrank his neck.

Aoyama Xiu Xin unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door, and got out of the car.

Chongtian Sixing shot a glance at the officer then followed, exclaiming, "Police Chief Aoyama’s shooting was spot on; a real eye-opener!"

The group of police officers restraining the timid middle-aged man learned only then who had fired the shot.

Immediately, they all looked at him with profound respect.

"It’s nothing, merely a well-practiced hand," Aoyama Xiu Xin said with a smile, looking towards the pale-faced, sweat-drenched timid middle-aged man, "Do you have anything you would like to say?"

"I... I’ll tell... I’ll say everything!" stammered the timid middle-aged man with a mournful face.

He was never a tough guy; devoid of Abe’s core influence, his innate timidity was unmistakable.

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

After Rujiang Chengzhi reported to the police, he called a journalist he knew well to his home.

"Mr. Rujiang, the whereabouts of Abe’s gang were discovered by the police; my colleagues have all gone to chase this big news story, but I was invited to your home—please don’t disappoint me," the journalist said jokingly.

Sitting with legs crossed and exuding an elite class aura, which completely differed from his gentle demeanor around Abe’s gang, Rujiang Chengzhi smiled slightly and said, "I was the one who reported their whereabouts."

"Seriously?" The journalist was taken aback, then his eyes brightened, realizing he was about to secure an exclusive piece of news, excitedly took out his voice recorder, "Mr. Rujiang, please elaborate on this matter!"

"Sure!" Rujiang Chengzhi nodded and then in a calm tone said, "Early yesterday morning, Abe and his gang broke in and took our family hostage. Using my rationality and calm demeanor, I feigned cooperation to earn their trust, even had my wife cook two meals for them, ultimately escaping from their clutches."

"Out of fairness and justice, I reported them to the police; of course, I am grateful they didn’t kill me, so I’ve decided to defend them pro bono after they’re arrested... The core of the story is that, you can embellish it yourself, but you know the impact I want from this news report."

"Ah! Mr. Rujiang, truly brave and wise, distinct in public and private matters, compassionate and righteous," the journalist couldn’t help but exclaim after hearing this, followed by a reflection, "An elite lawyer spends a day and a night alone with criminals, using his intelligence to preserve his life, acting out of civic duty to report the four men, and humbly defending them pro bono in gratitude for sparing his life—what a legendary story!"

"My quality, Mr. Rujiang, rest assured, will definitely make you famous nationwide—a household name!"

"Thank you, then." Rujiang Chengzhi nodded reservedly, a gleam of pride in his eyes, knowing only he could turn from a hostage victim into a winner.

Those four scoundrels becoming the ladder for him to climb higher on was indeed their honor.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Just then, a knocking sound resonated.

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