Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 320 - 296: Crisis Resolved, Turmoil Dissipated, Commencing Counterattack (Vote for Monthly Pass!)

Chapter 320: Chapter 296: Crisis Resolved, Turmoil Dissipated, Commencing Counterattack (Vote for Monthly Pass!)

[Police Quickly Pursue Murderer, DNA Technology Achieves New Success, True Culprit Behind Beiyuan Yangtao’s Murder Apprehended.]

[The Death of Beiyuan Yangtao Finally Reveals the Truth, Nozawa Financial Corporation Deeply Entangled in Public Opinion—Who Is Responsible?]

[Truth Revealed, Murderer Apprehended, Reporter Beiyuan Yangtao Who Spoke for the Nation Can Now Rest in Peace.]

The next day, the headlines of various newspapers were dominated by the news of the apprehension of the murderer who killed Beiyuan Yangtao.

Television news was also broadcasting related news.

"Through hair residues left at the scene, we have identified the suspect Qingshui Yong, and we have found stolen goods from Beiyuan Yangtao’s home during a search of his house. Qingshui Yong has confessed to the crime without any denial and is now filled with regret..."

At the Hattori family home, Cang Jindie was having breakfast while watching the television news and was stunned by the broadcast, a mix of emotions in her heart, but she couldn’t help feeling a tinge of secret joy.

Now that Qingshui Yong had been caught, she would no longer be blackmailed by him and wouldn’t be disturbed by him in the future, no longer worrying about her past deeds becoming known to her husband’s family.

From now on, she could truly be at peace as Mrs. Hattori, and once Hattori Aoshika passed the civil service exam, she would become the wife of an officer envied by everyone.

The future looked promising.

"Husband, I’ll get you some soup."

Her face bloomed with a smile of genuine relief and joy as she stood up to serve soup to Hattori Aoshika.

"Idiot! How could this happen!"

At the same time, Shimura Ao angrily turned off the television at home, his chest heaving with vexation.

He had criticized the Police Headquarters for the cash transport heist case, but now the Police Headquarters had solved the case quickly. Yesterday, he had finally found a new point of attack, only for the Police Headquarters to solve another case today—and this case was unrelated to the direction of his attacks, with no links between the killer and Nozawa Finance.

He felt as if the police were blatantly tearing down his platform.

He had been prepared to continue using the murder case of Beiyuan Yangtao to criticize the police for protecting Nozawa Finance.

But now he had to change his plans.

However, the path of gaining public support by criticizing the police was steadfast because compared to other government departments and financial conglomerates, targeting the police carried the least risk but yielded the highest gains.

He planned to enter politics in the future, and offending the police was just that, there would be no need to deal with them anyway.

And the police were the government department that interacted with the public most in daily life and were most closely related, so their dissatisfaction with the police was also the most direct and intense.

As a qualified politician, he might not give the citizens what they wanted, but he had to say what they wanted to hear.

"It seems I need to find a new angle."

Shimura Ao muttered to himself as he picked up the phone and called his secretary, "Cancel today’s schedule."

After all, the original speech could no longer be used.

With the Police Headquarters announcing Qingshui Yong as the true culprit behind the murder of Beiyuan Yangtao, the malice that society had for Nozawa Financial Corporation began to dissipate.

And Yehua Yiren would also arrange for the media to rebrand Nozawa Finance, to clear its reputation and turn around its recently poor image.

Yanchuan Xianyou and everyone else who was related to Nozawa Finance’s interests all breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the public had been focused on the suspicion that Beiyuan Yangtao was murdered in retaliation by Nozawa Finance.

So much so that nobody was paying much attention now to the case of Murakami Hiroaki committing suicide because he couldn’t repay his loans.

It was believed that this matter would soon calm down.

Nozawa Finance was unwittingly blessed in disguise.

But although the crisis was temporarily averted, the mastermind behind the scenes was like a sword hanging overhead.

It could fall at any moment to behead someone.

So the next step was to strike back.

"Xiu Xin, it’s time for breakfast."

Aoyama Haruko called to Aoyama Xiu Xin, who was watching the news on the living room sofa, in a soft and gentle voice.

"Coming."

Aoyama Xiu Xin turned off the TV and walked over.

He noticed that his sister-in-law was also paying more attention to her appearance at home; perhaps this was what they meant by dressing to please? And she was no longer wrapping herself up so tightly.

"Sis-in-law, then I will start."

Aoyama Xiu Xin said before he began to enjoy his breakfast.

After finishing, he headed to the Police Headquarters for work.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Just as he arrived at his office, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," Aoyama Xiu Xin casually called out.

"Police Inspector, I had my team check all the registered vehicles, and we couldn’t find a black Honda sedan that matched the license plate," Nakamura Shinichi said as he entered, bowing and then reporting.

Aoyama Xiu Xin raised an eyebrow, "Fake license plate?"

"That’s possible," Nakamura Shinichi nodded.

Aoyama Xiu Xin exhaled, it seemed the mastermind behind the scenes was cautious as well, "Go ask Qingshui Yong if he noticed any other distinguishing features of that car."

They couldn’t give up any sliver of hope; otherwise, they would only be able to count on finding Ishii Shou quickly, and finding a person could be much harder than finding a car, so they had to cover both bases.

"Yes, sir!" Nakamura Shinichi turned and left, promptly interrogating Qingshui Yong, asking him this question.

Qingshui Yong’s face was miserable, "Inspector, it was nighttime, and I had just killed someone and was rushing to escape. I did well to remember the license plate; how could I notice anything else?"

Knowing that the license plate was fake was a major blow to him.

Because it meant that his chances of a reduced sentence slipped away.

Nakamura Shinichi, however, thought that his current plight was already fortunate enough—if the police had found him later, he might have already been silenced by someone else.

"Thump, thump, thump!" Nakamura Shinichi rapped on the table, his expression grave as he said, "Think harder."

Qingshui Yong sighed and, with his face wrapped in bandages, he seemed somewhat desperate and helpless as he gently bumped his forehead against the table again and again, producing thumping sounds.

Suddenly, he really did think of something, and he jerked his head up, blurting out, "The rearview mirror!"

"What about the rearview mirror? Speak up!" Nakamura Shinichi abruptly stood up, his hands bracing on the table.

"That car’s rearview mirror was modified; it wasn’t black, but silver-gray!" Qingshui Yong quickly answered, his eyes growing increasingly bright.

"Are you sure?" Nakamura Shinichi pressed.

"Positive! I wouldn’t dare to lie." Qingshui Yong nodded rapidly like a pecking hen, and to prove that he wasn’t lying, he added, "Other parts seemed to have been modified too, but the rearview mirror was the most obvious. If it hadn’t been for the color, I would never have remembered it."

Nakamura Shinichi got up and left to report this new clue to Aoyama Xiu Xin in his office.

"Search, pull up all the black Honda sedans registered in Tokyo and compare them; we must find this car, even if it means digging three feet into the ground!" Aoyama Xiu Xin resolved.

Although it was a lot of work, it wasn’t up to him to find it; he just had to sit and wait for the news.

"Understood!" Nakamura Shinichi earnestly responded.

"Forget it, let’s not use the police; I’ll arrange for someone to search," Aoyama Xiu Xin suddenly changed his mind.

Because searching for cars this way wasn’t as simple as looking for cars based on their registration numbers, it would require a lot of manpower to walk the streets to examine each vehicle.

There were bound to be undercover agents from behind the scenes within the Police Headquarters.

So activating police resources could easily alert the target.

Therefore, it was more suitable for a Violent Gang to handle it.

Violent Gangs had more people on the streets, amidst the chaos of society; they could quickly turn Tokyo upside down.

"Understood!"

Nakamura Shinichi bowed once more and then turned to leave.

Aoyama Xiu Xin made calls to the leaders of the major Violent Gangs such as the Fulong Gang, Yamaguchi Group, and Daokuan Association.

He asked them to search for the black Honda sedan with the silver mirrors.

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Just as Nakamura Shinichi returned to his office, a subordinate approached him with a heap of documents he had requested.

The Sun Welfare Institute’s list of adopted orphans indeed had a girl named Matsuboto Naoko.

There were also statements from the institute’s director and veteran staff, all confirming the events of Matsuboto Naoko’s sudden disappearance and the subsequent discovery of her body in a dry well.

Besides, there were records about the couple that taught at the institute, who Qingshui Yong claimed were killed by Cang Jindie; he had someone take them to the institute for the director to identify, confirming they were the couple that intended to adopt Matsuboto Naoko.

Official records also confirmed that the couple indeed died in accidents: one fell off a cliff, the other succumbed to gas poisoning.

Everything matched what Qingshui Yong had said.

But the only problem was that the case was old and had been closed as an accident. Now, besides Qingshui Yong’s testimony, there was no evidence of Cang Jindie’s murder, and without physical evidence to complement the witness statements, it was impossible to convict Cang Jindie.

Unless Cang Jindie confessed to the murder herself.

So were they supposed to just give up?

Of course not!

As long as they could bring Cang Jindie in, Nakamura Shinichi had plenty of ways to make her confess to her crimes.

In the interrogation rooms of the Police Headquarters, men and women were treated equally.

They wouldn’t go easy just because the suspect was a woman.

The glory that was so close at hand, he wouldn’t let it slip away so easily.

Tossing the documents aside, he then grabbed Cang Jindie’s file to review it, but was stunned by what he saw.

It showed Cang Jindie had recently gotten married.

And her husband was none other than Hattori Aoshika.

She was also several months pregnant.

"Hiss~"

Nakamura Shinichi took in a sharp breath, immediately guessing that this woman had deliberately kept the child to marry into the Hattori family. To say she turned herself into a phoenix might be an exaggeration, but given the gap between their family statuses, she at least transformed into a golden pheasant.

This woman really was cunning. Not only did she earn money by getting close to Hattori Aoshika, she had also secured herself a long-term meal ticket.

Even though she was pregnant, Nakamura Shinichi still had no intention of letting her go; after all, the police were only responsible for solving crimes and catching criminals, while the courts decided the sentencing.

This achievement delivered to his doorstep, he was determined to secure it.

The current problem was that with Cang Jindie pregnant, many of his interrogation methods couldn’t be used.

If he caused her to miscarry, it wouldn’t just be a moral dilemma for him, but he could also face legal consequences.

"Enough, you’re lucky. Enjoy your freedom a bit longer, we’ll deal with you after you’ve given birth."

Nakamura Shinichi muttered to himself, stashing all her related documents into the drawer.

Time flew by, and it was mid-month already.

Ishii Shou remained missing, as though he had vanished from the face of the Earth. Aoyama Xiu Xin speculated that he might have left Tokyo, or he could have been silenced by someone.

Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t hold much hope for finding him, but there was news about the silver-mirrored Honda sedan.

"Chief, one of my men runs a car wash, and he says there’s a black Honda sedan with silver mirrors being cleaned at the shop right now," Zhao Qinghong reported respectfully to Aoyama Xiu Xin over the phone.

"Address!" Aoyama Xiu Xin demanded at once.

"Shuangfu Car Wash in North Shinjuku Nishinomiya."

Just from the name, he knew it was owned by a Chinese person.

"Keep a close eye on that car," Aoyama Xiu Xin instructed, then hung up and picked up the internal phone to call Nakamura Shinichi, "The car has been spotted. Immediately send someone with a camera to Shuangfu Car Wash in North Shinjuku Nishinomiya to follow the owner."

"Understood!" Nakamura Shinichi responded with solemnity.