Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 326 - 300: You’re Doomed! Sharing Joy with Loved Ones (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 326: Chapter 300: You’re Doomed! Sharing Joy with Loved Ones (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Eguchi Nobumasa was originally the Chief of the Fourth Division of the Intellectual Crime Section II, with the rank of Superintendent, but Aoyama Xiu Xin had personally helped him ascend to the position of Deputy Director of the Section II, and thus he was completely obedient to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

After receiving the call, he personally led his team to make the arrest.

At the same time, he had notified the police station near Ogura Shuji’s home to set up checkpoints at intersections to prevent the suspect from escaping.

Ogura Shuji had already received news that Ishii Shou had been taken, and in a hurry, he packed some documents and valuables into his luggage, put them in the car, and prepared to flee.

"Daddy, where are we going?"

Ogura Shuji’s twin children were woken up from their sleep and were still somewhat confused.

Although Mrs. Ogura didn’t yet know what had happened, she understood what Ogura Shuji’s actions meant and turned pale as she helped pack things.

"Have you packed everything that we need?"

Ogura Shuji, wiping sweat from his forehead, asked.

"Yes," Mrs. Ogura nodded.

"Then let’s go."

Ogura Shuji got into the car with his wife and children.

And it was Imperial Guard Shinichi who was driving.

Starting the car, he pressed the gas pedal, and with the sound of the tires scraping against the pavement, the silver BMW sedan left the garage, turned, and merged onto the main road.

"Sir, there’s a police checkpoint ahead."

After driving for a while, Imperial Guard Shinichi, looking through the windshield, saw that there was a police car stopped in the middle of the road with an officer standing in the road signaling them to stop, a simple temporary checkpoint.

"Drive through it!"

Ogura Shuji said, his face covered in sweat, as he gripped his son tightly in his arms.

The crisis at Changxin Bank was partly due to the overall economic downturn, but also because people like him, a veritable rat within the bank, were embezzling and draining the bank’s assets.

Over the years, he had used his position to profit himself in various ways, and Ishii Shou was the one who helped him with the operations. Once he was caught, he was certain to spend a long time behind bars, so he would never surrender without a fight!

Imperial Guard Shinichi gripped the steering wheel tightly, pressed the accelerator to the floor, and drove straight towards the police officer ahead. Seeing no sign of the car slowing down, the officer, terrified, leaped aside to avoid being hit. At the same time, there was a loud crash as the BMW knocked the police car aside and drove away.

The officer, who had narrowly escaped death, rose from the ground still in shock, grabbed the radio, and shouted: "Silver BMW, license plate Harbor District... ran the checkpoint, heading towards East Shinjuku, repeat, silver BMW..."

"Waa-woo~ Waa-woo~ Waa-woo~"

The siren wailed loudly as police locked onto the trajectory of the silver BMW, chasing and attempting to encircle it.

Eventually, a large number of police cars blocked both the front and back of Ogura Shuji on a bridge, leaving the silver BMW stranded in the middle, with no way to advance or retreat.

"Sir."

Imperial Guard Shinichi called out, seeking instructions.

"Surrender."

Ogura Shuji uttered the three bitter words.

Then he closed his eyes in pain.

He felt hatred! If it hadn’t been for Tanaka Moyu, that insatiably greedy idiot, taking credit and hiding from him the true circumstances of Beiyuan Yangtao’s death, causing him to miss some information, how could he have fallen to this point?

Not only had he failed to damage Nozawa Financial Corporation, but he had also gotten himself involved.

Finally, amidst the roaring sirens and the cries of his children, Ogura Shuji, looking pale, opened the car door, stepped out, and was immediately pinned to the ground by the rushing police.

"Your name is Ogura Shuji, isn’t it!"

"Yes."

Half past midnight at Police Headquarters.

Aoyama Xiu Xin pushed open the door to an interrogation room and went in to find Ogura Shuji, who wasn’t handcuffed or shackled, sitting on a chair, eyes dull and spiritless.

"Got a cigarette?"

Hearing the door open, Ogura Shuji looked up at Aoyama Xiu Xin and asked calmly.

"Slap!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin responded with a slap across his face.

Feeling the burning pain on his face, Ogura Shuji, his ears ringing and vision blurring, was startled and stared incredulously at Aoyama Xiu Xin.

In his view, everyone was dignified, and even if he had lost the game, Aoyama Xiu Xin should still have shown the demeanor of a winner; it was unbearably crude!

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

Before he could react, Aoyama Xiu Xin, grabbing his hair, slammed his head onto the table repeatedly, blood streaming and dripping.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Ogura Shuji screamed in pain, no longer caring to maintain the composure and dignity of the elite, and hysterically shouted, "I’ll sue you for violent interrogation! I’ll sue you for hitting me!"

"Oh, go ahead, sue me, there are plenty of people who will take the fall for me!" Aoyama Xiu Xin sneered, mocking him by pulling on his ear and saying, "You’re a prisoner now; stop putting on airs! Loss is part of the game!"

"Idiot! Do you realize how busy I’ve been these past few days dealing with the trouble you’ve caused? If you can’t compete in business, you resort to underhanded tactics, don’t you? Can you handle what’s coming to you, huh? Absolutely clueless!"

As an elite and a successful person, to be grabbed by the ear by Aoyama Xiu Xin and scolded like a grandchild at the age of ten was a severe blow to Ogura Shuji’s pride, and he glared at him furiously.

"Slap!" Aoyama Xiu Xin landed another slap on his face and said, "You’re going to pay the price for this!"

"Ha! Hahaha!" Ogura Shuji spat out a mouthful of blood and began to laugh loudly, his eyes mocking, "Pay the price? I’m not sure what you mean by price. With what little Ishii Shou has, at most you could prove my economic crimes through abuse of position, maybe even a life sentence. So what? I have money and connections! There will be a day I come out again!"

He was actually very disheartened, just trying to seem calm, but he knew the more indifferent he appeared, the more he could infuriate the asshole across from him.

"Come out again?" Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed, and said slowly, "You’re done for, I see to it."

With that, he let go, turned around, and left.

The smile on Ogura Shuji’s face gradually stiffened and disappeared, and his eyes turned to panic and unease.

"What do you mean! Stop! Aoyama Xiu Xin, come back here! Stop! Come back! What the hell do you mean? Don’t mess around! Don’t you dare!"

But the only answer he got was the heavy sound of the door closing.

The next second, the door was pushed open again, and two young officers walked in, casting a cold gaze at Ogura Shuji.

Ogura Shuji felt a deep sense of unease rise within him.

"You..."

"Bang!" One of them drew their weapon and aimed at Ogura Shuji’s chest without hesitation; they pulled the trigger.

Ogura Shuji was shot in the heart but didn’t die immediately, staring wide-eyed at the two men.

Aoyama Xiu Xin really dared to kill him!

And in such a straightforward and brutal manner!

The other officer donned gloves, drew his own service pistol, forced it into Ogura Shuji’s hand, and then raised it to aim at the officer who had fired.

Ogura Shuji guessed what the two men intended to do. His face turned red with the effort of trying to loosen the grip on the gun, but as someone who had been shot in the heart, he couldn’t, watching helplessly as they shot with his hand.

"Bang!"

The officer standing by the door was shot in the arm and staggered backward before firing the trigger again.

"Bang!"

This time, Ogura Shuji died on the spot, collapsing to the ground with his eyes wide open in death.

"Clang!"

"What’s going on? What happened?"

The door to the interrogation room was violently kicked open.

The officers who heard the gunshots all rushed in.

What they saw was Ogura Shuji lying dead on the ground with lifeless eyes, a gun still in his hand, a cop drenched in sweat sitting beside him, and another officer with a gunshot wound in his arm sitting against the wall by the door.

According to the testimony of the two officers, Ogura Shuji had used the excuse of asking for a cigarette to get close to one of them, snatched the gun, and took that officer hostage, firing the first shot that hit the other officer’s arm. But in the end, he was killed in retaliation.

As for the surveillance, since the suspect had just been brought back for interrogation and the work had not yet started, the cameras weren’t turned on.

The two officers were temporarily suspended pending an investigation.

Of course, this incident had nothing to do with Aoyama Xiu Xin, since he was from the second section of the search team.

He reported the incident to Yanchuan Xianyou.

Yanchuan Xianyou sighed with relief after hearing the report and now only needed to focus on dealing with the Supreme Prosecutors Office.

However, this incident made him realize that Nozawa Financial Corporation had touched the interests of too many banks. In the future, any opportunity would probably lead to kicking a man while he’s down.

It’s not good to monopolize.

He wondered whether to expand the scale of cooperation and bring more banks into the fold to provide funding.

If everyone was stirring the pot together, no one would want to smash it, and they could also protect it together.

Moreover, as long as enough banks were involved, even if someone found out they were misappropriating national savings for loans, they wouldn’t dare do anything to them.

Unless they dared to risk political instability.

For this reason, he was willing to give up a portion of the profits.

After all, his goal was to use the loan mechanism to spread the influence of the Yanchuan Family, to control the votes, not really to make money. Hence, ensuring the stable development of Nozawa Finance was the priority.

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

"Good morning, sister-in-law."

Although he had returned home at midnight and had only slept for four or five hours, Aoyama Xiu Xin still looked quite energetic, save for some dark circles under his eyes.

Hardworking men always had dark circles.

"Good morning, Xiu Xin," Aoyama Haruko replied with a beaming smile, then asked, "What time did you get back last night?"

"Probably around one or two, I can’t quite remember." Aoyama Xiu Xin came downstairs, hugged her, and buried his head in her soft embrace, inhaling deeply, "You smell so nice, big sister."

"Stop it, it tickles." Aoyama Haruko blushed and struggled slightly, but seeing that he was relentless, she let him be.

Suddenly, she shivered, biting her red lips and angrily punched Aoyama Xiu Xin, the rascal had actually kissed her, making her feel rather peculiar.

It wasn’t until Aoyama Xiu Xin felt short of breath that he raised his head, caressed his sister-in-law’s flushed cheeks, and asked, "How much longer must I wait?"

After all, he couldn’t just stand at the threshold without entering every time.

"Wait for your birthday," Aoyama Haruko replied in a voice as light as a mosquito’s, her shyness causing her to look down.

Aoyama Xiu Xin’s eyes immediately lit up with joy, letting go of his sister-in-law. Birthday, birthday, so the day would indeed be his birthday.

His birthday was just over a month away.

"I’ll go prepare breakfast," Aoyama Haruko pushed Aoyama Xiu Xin away as her garment was slightly wet from the saliva.

Aoyama Xiu Xin enjoyed breakfast far more than usual.

His sister-in-law had finally agreed to give herself to him.

Such joy naturally had to be shared with family, so on his way to work, he called Aoyama Sosuke.

"Big brother, good news! Great news!"

"What good news? Let me be happy with you," Aoyama Sosuke said through the phone, able to sense Aoyama Xiu Xin’s elation, which made him quite curious.

Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed heartily, "Big sister has finally decided to give herself to me. She said she’ll present herself to me as a birthday gift on my birthday."

Aoyama Sosuke: "..........."

"Brother, why aren’t you speaking? Aren’t you happy for me?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked.

Aoyama Sosuke took a deep breath and squeezed out a sentence between clenched teeth, "Happy early birthday to you."

After that, he hung up the phone with a dark expression.

A brother is like a father... your grandfather, more like!

"Brother is really petty, no wonder he lost big sister," Aoyama Xiu Xin shook his head, talking to himself.

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