Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 315 - 292: Press conference, Backstabbing, Paths to Certain Death (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)

Chapter 315: Chapter 292: Press conference, Backstabbing, Paths to Certain Death (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)

Last night, the police hastily convened a press conference.

Hundreds of journalists from various media gathered together.

When Renping Kuniaki, leading a group of Police Headquarters leaders, entered the venue, flashes of light burst forth all around, and the sound of shutters was incessant.

"Click!" "Click!" "Click!"

The officials first bowed deeply to the reporters.

Only then did they take their seats at their respective places.

Renping Kuniaki then approached the podium, adjusted the microphone in front of him, and with his hands braced on the edge of the podium, he spoke in a deep voice, "We have urgently convened you all here tonight to report on two matters. First, in the early hours of the morning, the Police Headquarters received a tip-off about criminals engaging in illegal trade within our national waters. Xiu Xin, from the first section of the search team, led personnel in person to the site and, alongside the Maritime Security Bureau, executed a strike, resulting in a fierce exchange of fire."

"Twenty-one Russian criminals were shot dead, and more than 3 million US dollars in stolen money was seized, along with over a thousand various firearms and a number of grenades and bullets; this is the biggest gun smuggling case ever cracked by the authorities!"

Upon this declaration, the venue instantly erupted into chaos.

The buzzing of voices swelled all around.

"These weapons, once they entered our country, would pose a severe threat to the safety of our citizens’ lives and property! But fortunately, the personnel participating in the operation, undaunted by the criminals’ numerical advantage and heavy firepower, fought to uphold their duty and mission. They battled valiantly and ultimately annihilated this gang of criminals, preventing countless potential tragedies!"

Renping Kuniaki modulated his voice with emphasis, mentioning the numerical strength and firepower of the criminals but omitting details about the forces dispatched by his own side, creating the misperception that they were few but fierce in battle.

He was adept at giving reports.

"Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap!"

Rapid applause filled the hall like rolling thunder.

"Owing to arduous training and extremely high combat readiness, we had zero casualties in our operation!"

Renping Kuniaki shouted again, his voice resonant and assertive.

"Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap!"

The applause grew even louder, with some young reporters excitedly flush-faced, their glances revealing a sense of pride as if they shared in the glory.

Renping Kuniaki raised his hand, the sound of applause gradually lessened, and eventually silence was restored.

"The second matter, the personnel involved in the operation recognized several of the criminals as resembling the robbers from the Agricultural and Forestry Bank armored car heist. Through careful surveillance footage comparison and eyewitness identification, we have ample reason to suspect that one of the parties involved in tonight’s transaction were the perpetrators of the armored car robbery!"

"At the scene of the armored car heist, the police collected numerous strands of hair, which have been sent for testing and comparison to the hair of several of the criminals captured tonight. The results will be announced shortly; please wait for the news."

Of course, the results would match perfectly, for all the hair had just been freshly plucked that evening.

After the armored car heist occurred, Xiu Xin did not immediately publicize any information to prevent excess talk that might lead to errors and leave sufficient room for subsequent manœuvres.

Since he had not mentioned any evidence or clues found at that time, now he could fabricate claims based on current needs.

In this way, as long as the case was solved,

His superiors would be happy, and so would the subordinates.

The strategy was to flatter those above and deceive those below, fooling the citizens.

"Wow!"

The journalists were once again astounded, not expecting that tonight, not only had Japan’s biggest historical gun smuggling case been cracked but also the recent major bank heist had been solved.

Without waiting for Renping Kuniaki to elaborate, they had already speculated that the criminals robbed the armored car to purchase firearms.

The stolen funds were likely from the bank robbery.

"Next, please welcome the officer in charge of these two cases, Police Chief Aoyama, to the stage for further details."

Renping Kuniaki said in a gentle tone.

"Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap!"

In the midst of enthusiastic applause, a calm and composed Xiu Xin, dressed in a black suit, walked onto the stage, shook hands with Renping Kuniaki, and took over his position.

"Good evening, everyone. Thank you for attending this press conference. I am Xiu Xin..."

By the time the press conference concluded, it was already past 2 a.m.

Aoyama Xiu Xin returned home, weary to the bone.

But he found the living room light still on.

Walking in, he saw his sister-in-law lying on the sofa, fast asleep. Petite, with disheveled hair cascading down, partially obscuring her face. The white silk nightgown she wore was contorted out of shape, subtly rising and falling with her breath. The hem had ridden up, revealing the lace-covered curve of her full figure, and her not particularly long but perfectly proportioned legs were crossed.

Her figure was shapely, curves exquisite.

Aoyama Xiu Xin took off his coat, preparing to carry her back to her room, but as soon as he lifted her from the sofa, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Ah, Xiu Xin, you’re back," Aoyama Haruko murmured, half-asleep and dazed, her red lips parting softly.

"Why are you sleeping here? What if you catch a cold?" Aoyama Xiu Xin reproached her.

It was getting a bit chilly at night.

Aoyama Haruko brushed her hair aside and smiled softly, "You said you had a department gathering, and it got late without you returning. I couldn’t get through to your phone, so I started to worry. I thought I’d wait for you in the living room, but I didn’t expect to fall asleep. Alright, put me down now."

Her tone was as gentle as a feather tickling one’s fancy.

It made one’s heart tingle.

"I’m sorry, sister-in-law, something else came up afterward," Aoyama Xiu Xin apologized. He didn’t mention to her that after the gathering, he had to take part in a capture operation; he simply carried her upstairs, "I’ll take you back to your room."

Aoyama Haruko closed her eyes and hummed an agreement.

"Sister-in-law, good night."

"Mhm, Xiu Xin, good night."

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The next day, it was lively from early on.

Today, the newspapers were particularly interesting.

The police had cracked the biggest arms smuggling case in history. The real culprit behind the cash transport heist was identified. Journalist Beiyuan Yangtao, who exposed the scandal of Nozawa Financial Corporation driving someone to death, was murdered at home. Each piece of news was more explosive than the last, stirring up a roar of public debate.

Although the people from Nozawa Financial Corporation used both carrot and stick visiting every media outlet yesterday, today, many newspapers still reported with bias on the murder of Beiyuan Yangtao.

Some may have done it purely out of a sense of justice.

While others, perhaps not so pure.

"Idiots! These damn bastards!"

Yanchuan Xianyou tossed a stack of newspapers carelessly to the floor and glared at Aoyama Xiu Xin with rage, "Didn’t you say everything was taken care of? Can that woman do her job? If not, replace her!"

It was the first time he had lashed out at Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"Brother Xianyou, we had already settled with these media outlets yesterday, but today they suddenly stabbed us in the back. There must be someone behind them giving them confidence. We just need to find out who has been in contact with them to know who’s playing dirty,"

Aoyama Xiu Xin replied respectfully. He didn’t make any excuses for Nozawa Yi, knowing that Yanchuan Xianyou was just venting his emotions and would see Nozawa Yi’s usefulness once he calmed down.

If he had previously thought that Beiyuan Yangtao’s murder could have been a random incident, he was now certain that someone had been orchestrating it from behind the scenes.

"Then investigate! Immediately! Now! Right away!"

Yanchuan Xianyou bellowed until his voice cracked, his round, pallid face turning fierce, "No matter who gave them the confidence, by not giving me face, they’re looking for death!"

At this moment, his usually mild and cultured demeanor was gone.

Because no one had ever stepped on his sore spot before.

He could remain indifferent naturally, but not today.

"Yes!" Aoyama Xiu Xin answered, bending down to pick up the newspapers off the floor before turning to leave. He immediately called Yamakawa Ichiro as soon as he was out the door, ticking off the newspaper offices according to the papers in his hand, "Get all these newspapers’ editors out. I want to meet them."

His tone was as icy as the biting wind of December.

Yanchuan Xianyou’s last remark resonated with him.

No matter who had emboldened these newspapers, by not giving him face, they were courting death!

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