Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 314 - 291: History Repeats Itself, The Bigger the Storm the Pricier the Fish_2

Chapter 314: Chapter 291: History Repeats Itself, The Bigger the Storm the Pricier the Fish_2

Some were directly cut in two by machine-gun fire, but no one surrendered, so the gunfire never ceased.

It was less an arrest than a massacre.

The Russians had virtually no resistance.

Limbs and bodies fell into the sea, turning the water around the fishing boats a pinkish hue.

The gunfire only ceased after a good three to five minutes, by which time the two boats swayed on the sea’s surface, riddled with holes and ablaze in several spots, their decks strewn with corpses.

The Police Headquarters and the Maritime Security Bureau secured an overwhelming victory with their absolute firepower and numerical superiority.

One by one, the well-trained officers methodically boarded the ships to search and promptly reported once they were sure of the situation.

"Police Chief, all criminals have been killed!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin and Yagyu Tomon boarded the boat together.

"Idiot, so many guns, and all brand new standard-issue." Yagyu Tomon gasped in awe at the sight of the guns lying in open crates.

Was this preparation for a coup in Japan?

Aoyama Xiu Xin, somewhat put off by the bloodied deck, frowned slightly but had no choice but to step onto it, splashing blood on his shoes with a splash.

"Mr. Yagyu, what do you think, it’s a significant achievement, isn’t it?"

"Thanks to Mr. Aoyama’s care," Yagyu Tomon laughed heartily, not addressing him as Chairman in public.

With a splash of gentle waves, a head emerged from the sea—Nozaki Cangjian, yelling in Japanese from a hundred meters away from the fishing boat: "Just me! Save me! Please, save me!"

Fortunately, he was a good swimmer; after jumping from the boat, he swiftly swam underneath to avoid the bullets above, and knowing that a firefight between police and thieves would ensue, he used the moonlight to stealthily swim a hundred meters away. Otherwise, he might not have died at the hands of the Russians but could have been killed by his own people.

A speedboat patrolling the perimeter picked him up and brought him before Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"Police Chief, this person claims to know you."

"You may go," Aoyama Xiu Xin waved the officer away and turned to Nozaki Cangjian, "Come with me."

With those words, he walked toward the stern of the fishing boat.

The somewhat disheveled Nozaki Cangjian hurriedly followed.

Yagyu Tomon did not follow but instead asked a subordinate who was accounting for the looted money, "How much is there in total?"

"Report to the Minister! So far, we’ve counted three million dollars, the rest..."

Before the subordinate could finish, Yagyu Tomon cut him off, "You sure it’s not a total of three million dollars?"

His gaze was fixed intently on the subordinate’s face.

"Inde..." The subordinate was about to answer when he suddenly had an epiphany, quickly changing his tune, "Indeed it is, just a total of three million dollars, my eyes must have been deceived."

"You can’t see well and still come to work? If something happens at work, it’s irresponsible to you and to the citizens." Yagyu Tomon cursed and directly grabbed a stack of money to give to him, "I approve a week’s leave for you; go have your eyes checked."

"Hey! Thank you, Minister!" The subordinate stood up excitedly and bowed, wishing he could say his legs weren’t working well either.

But he feared that Yagyu Tomon would actually declare him a hero killed in action by criminals.

That compensation wouldn’t be as much as what he had in hand now.

"Is there anything else you can’t do well?"

Yagyu Tomon picked up a pile of money, turned to the others on the boat, and as he talked, carelessly grabbed wads of cash and tossed them at different people.

"My eyes can’t see well, I can’t see properly."

"I’m fine! I’m fine! I clearly saw it’s only three million dollars, not a dollar more!"

Everyone dropped their guns, scrambling to pick up the money thrown to them, some even fighting for it on the ground.

It was like feral dogs fighting over food, displaying their basest nature.

Yagyu Tomon laughed heartily at the sight, and feeling joyful, scattered even more money, filling the ship with laughter and joy.

At the stern, Aoyama Xiu Xin asked, "The recorder you were carrying didn’t get wet, did it?"

"I took precautions in advance and sealed it in a plastic bag," replied Nozaki Cangjian as he crouched to roll up his pant leg and pulled off a bag wrapped with adhesive tape around his leg, which contained a recorder pen.

"Great work! Mr. Nobita, you’ve achieved a lot," Mr. Aoyama said happily as he opened the recorder pen to play it, his expression growing more serious with each passing moment.

He had thought that tonight’s firefight was with a group of Russian ex-soldiers, but the presence of active-duty personnel was unexpected, and releasing this information could have serious implications.

It was more than enough reason to start a war.

Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t plan to hand over the recording.

Because it might come in handy in the future.

After all, handing it over now might be good for the country, but it wasn’t that beneficial for him personally.

As for the national interest, what did that have to do with him?

He didn’t represent the country yet; maybe he would have this broader perspective when he did one day.

Aoyama Xiu Xin slipped the recording pen into his pocket and looked at Nozaki Cangjian, asking, "Is there any other evidence that can prove they were behind the heist of the armored car at the Agricultural and Forestry Bank?"

In the recording pen just now, there was a section where Sergey and others admitted that the robbery of the Agricultural and Forestry Bank armored car was their doing, but since he had decided not to submit the recording pen, that piece of evidence couldn’t be used.

"No more," Nozaki Cangjian shook his head.

Aoyama Xiu Xin pondered for a moment, well, let it be, he’d just have to go to the trouble of fabricating some evidence himself.

Anyway, the people were dead, but the bodies were still there.

Police Headquarters had plenty of ways to fabricate evidence.

"Let’s go." He turned and walked towards the bow of the boat.

"Police Chief," Nozaki Cangjian called out to him, asking expectantly, "Can I return to Police Headquarters now?"

He believed he had earned enough merit.

It was time to sit back and enjoy the fruits of victory.

"Didn’t I say three years?" Aoyama Xiu Xin retorted, then turned back to Nozaki Cangjian, put his hands on his shoulders, and said earnestly, "How long has it been? You’ve already made two significant contributions in a row. Give it three years, and once you return to Police Headquarters, a promotion to Police Chief might not be impossible."

Cao Zei activated his skill—Pie in The Sky.

Nozaki Cangjian was so useful, having helped him gain merit three times in a row, how could he simply bring him back?

Continue to risk your life for his wealth and glory.

"But..." Nozaki Cangjian felt that this kind of life, walking on the edge of a knife, was too dangerous.

He had almost died here tonight.

"There’s no ’but’!" Aoyama Xiu Xin interrupted him, frowning and asking, "You’re not scared, are you?"

Nozaki Cangjian pursed his lips and did not respond.

"I thought there was another reason, but since it’s just fear of death, that’s fine then, you’re not suited for this job anymore. I’ll find someone else. I’ll file a promotion request for you in a few days, and then you can just coast by."

Once Aoyama Xiu Xin finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Wait!" Nozaki Cangjian suddenly became anxious and blurted out again, "I’m not afraid to die!"

"So..." Aoyama Xiu Xin paused mid-sentence.

Nozaki Cangjian took a deep breath, "Keep going!"

Yes, climbing up the ranks in the usual way would involve waiting for who knows how long before it was his turn.

But now, by being an undercover agent, he’d made two significant contributions in less than a month, accumulating enough merit for a promotion. If he survived the three years, he would skyrocket.

"Very good! That’s the spirit I want to see!"

"Mr. Nobita, remember these words, the greater the storm, the more valuable the fish! The higher the risk, the greater the reward!"

After speaking again, Aoyama Xiu Xin turned and left.

Tch, he finally persuaded him to keep risking his life.

"Mr. Aoyama, we’ve seized a total of a thousand various firearms and three million dollars in loot on the boat," Yagyu Tomon approached and said, then added in a lower voice, "The bulk goes to you, and I take a bit for the trouble."

"Alright, let’s head back!" Aoyama Xiu Xin ordered.

"Hi!"

Everyone responded in unison, their voices thunderous. Wasn’t their morale high when they all got a share of the money?

Taking on a mission with Police Chief Aoyama not only meant getting merit but also earning money; it was absolutely necessary.

And with Police Chief Aoyama’s generosity as a contrast.

Other leaders were just good for nothing.

Selfishly grabbing everything for themselves, not sharing any benefits with their subordinates.