Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 334 - 306: Red Bean Paste Secret Masai! Sending Undercover Agents to Each Other (Requesting Monthly Tickets!)

Chapter 334: Chapter 306: Red Bean Paste Secret Masai! Sending Undercover Agents to Each Other (Requesting Monthly Tickets!)

By the time Nakajima Youko arrived at the temporary command center of the secret investigation team, she found that everyone was there.

Nakamura Tatsuyuki sat at the head of the conference table, a man in his forties who had kept himself in good shape. He had a mature Big Back Head hairstyle, an average face, but an impressive demeanor.

The others stood in a line, among them a few with bruised faces; at the moment, all of them hung their heads in shame and embarrassment, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive.

"Takeshita Jun has gone missing. It seems that tonight, everyone has received varying degrees of violent threats, but is that really reason enough for all of you to want to withdraw from the investigation team?" Nakamura Tatsuyuki’s eyes were filled with disappointment.

Only then did Nakajima Youko realize that not only had her own family been warned, but she wasn’t the only one considering backing out. With this realization, her guilt and sense of wrongdoing significantly lessened.

After all, she wasn’t the only deserter, was she?

"I’m sorry, Minister Nakamura. I have failed to meet your expectations, but they are inhumane, using my newborn child to threaten me. I dare not gamble, I can’t afford to gamble, I must withdraw. Please forgive my cowardice!" a young man said with a tearful voice, bowing deeply, his shoulders shaking.

"Red bean paste secret Marseilles!"

The others also bowed their heads in embarrassed apology.

"Slam!" Nakamura Tatsuyuki slammed the table and stood up, pointing at them and scolding, "Have you abandoned the justice in your hearts? I can understand protecting your families, but do you realize that by withdrawing, many more innocent citizens will lose their loved ones? Wearing the badge of a prosecutor means you should never back down!"

He hadn’t expected this group of young people, though they weren’t blinded by greed for power and hadn’t fallen into complex factional relationships, to lack courage and resolve.

"Red bean paste privacy Marseilles!"

The crowd parroted the phrase like a chorus of machines.

Despairingly, Nakamura Tatsuyuki closed his eyes, knowing these people were truly terrified, their decision to leave was final; keeping them would only be counterproductive.

"Fine, go then, go, everyone just go."

He waved his hand tiredly, looking suddenly much older.

"Minister Nakamura, please take care of your health!"

The group bowed once more, then, heads down, they hastily left the room, their shame preventing them from staying any longer in Nakamura Tatsuyuki’s presence.

In the empty conference room, only Nakamura Tatsuyuki remained alone; he leaned on the table and slowly sat back down in his chair, pulling out a cigarette and lighter intending to smoke one.

But his hands shook so badly it took several attempts to light it.

"Huff—"

Thick smoke billowed from his mouth.

He feared because the opponent had discovered his investigation and merely made a slight move, causing those he thought reliable to retreat, scattering in all directions.

His fear wasn’t of potential reprisals—he had never feared reprisals, or he wouldn’t have committed to his actions.

Rather, he feared that apart from himself, none of these young people had the courage and determination to fight against illegality and corruption. Where would the future of the nation head?

Was it destined to be stealthily usurped by Aoyama Xiu Xin and Yanchuan Xianyou, backed by Nozawa Financial Corporation?

And was he indeed powerless?

"Tap—tap—tap—tap—"

Footsteps sounded, and Nakamura Tatsuyuki turned his head to see Takeshita Jun, a bandage on his face, walking in, "You’re also here to quit, aren’t you..."

"What do you mean by that, Minister?" Takeshita Jun blinked, feigning confusion as he looked at Nakamura Tatsuyuki.

Nakamura Tatsuyuki also paused, a glimmer of hope returning to his eyes, asking anxiously, "Weren’t you just threatened by Nozawa Financial Corporation? Tonight, everyone was, and they have already bid me farewell out of fear. Takeshita, aren’t you here for that same reason?"

His heart was anxious, staring intently at Takeshita Jun.

"I indeed received a threat from Nozawa Financial Corporation tonight." As Takeshita Jun said this, he touched the bandage on his face, hatred evident in his eyes, gritting his teeth, "But I never considered withdrawing from the investigation team! Sending them to prison is the best revenge for what happened to me tonight! Moreover, if I were to pull back, how could I live up to the initial spirit of being a prosecutor? How could I honor the training given by the state?"

Pausing, he displayed a look of disdain, "Those guys just got threatened and quit? They really are cowards."

"That’s not entirely fair to say; after all, they have families, unlike Takeshita... I’m sorry." Halfway through his sentence, Nakamura Tatsuyuki suddenly realized it was inappropriate, stood up, walked over to Takeshita Jun, placed his hands on his shoulders with a piercing gaze, "Mr. Takeshita’s willingness to persist has also given me the determination to continue the investigation!"

A fierce wind tests the strength of grass, turbulent times reveal the loyalty of a subject.

He saw hope in Takeshita Jun.

Not everyone was solely self-interested; there were still those who would brave sacrifices for the sake of this country.

There was still hope for this country!

He needed to amplify this hope!

"Hey! Mr. Takeshita swears to advance or retreat together with the Minister! We must bring those egregious criminals to justice!" Takeshita Jun bowed deeply, expressing his determination resolutely.

Then, looking up with some worry, he added, "But won’t we be short on personnel?"

"The quality of the troops is more valuable than quantity!" Nakamura Tatsuyuki said solemnly, "It’s sufficient to have just the two of us at the core of the investigation team. We can just find some others to run errands. You also need to pretend to withdraw from the investigation team due to intimidation, so that Nozawa Financial Corporation achieves their goal of isolating me, and they’ll lower their guard."

He planned to transition from the current secret investigation to an even more covert operation, already prepared to spend three to five years to completely eradicate Nozawa Finance.

At the same time, he realized that in the future, it was best to employ people like Takeshita Jun, who was unencumbered and alone.

Their vulnerabilities were fewer, and their temperament was naturally colder, less susceptible to threats and intimidation.

Nakamura Tatsuyuki suddenly thought of someone.

"Hey!" Takeshita Jun responded resolutely.

But inside, he felt a pang of guilt, knowing that he was no better than those who had left the investigation team. At least they hadn’t betrayed Nakamura Tatsuyuki, whereas he had chosen to be a mole.

I’m sorry, Minister Nakamura.

Don’t blame me, I had no choice.

.........

"According to Takeshita Jun, Nakamura Tatsuyuki now has control of our relationship as well as the connections between Yanchuan Xianyou, various violent gangs, and Nozawa Financial Corporation. The four banks have not yet been exposed," reported Nozawa Yiren as she nestled in Aoyama Xiu Xin’s arms, feeding him orange slices.

"To what extent has he got control? Does he have any evidence?"

Aoyama Xiu Xin buried his head in her neck, chewing on the orange, his hand moving up and down her thin stockings, reveling in the silky touch, his voice muffled.

Such a life was truly wonderful.

"No, just some photos of me meeting with you multiple times. The current investigation remains superficial," Nozawa Yiren shook her head and replied.

Then, carefully observing Aoyama Xiu Xin’s expression, she said, "I took the initiative to send Takeshita Jun to go undercover. I hope you don’t think I overstepped?"

"Of course not, you did very well," Aoyama Xiu Xin complimented her with a slap on her thigh.

Although the minions around Nakamura Tatsuyuki had been eliminated, who knew if he would let things rest? Keeping Takeshita Jun close to him would ensure they always got firsthand information.

Nozawa Yiren showed pleasure, rubbing herself in Aoyama Xiu Xin’s embrace, "I’m just following your example."

"You’ve handled things beautifully. What reward would you like?" Aoyama Xiu Xin pinched her delicate cheek, feeling the smoothness of her skin.

Nozawa Yiren gave him a coquettish look, turned over in his arms to face him, whispered something in his ear, then shyly lowered her head.

"Alright, tonight I’ll play the role of a ’bloodsucker’."

Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed heartily and agreed.

"Hmm-hmm."

Nozawa Yiren hummed shyly.

Men like it when women are outspoken.

Women also like men to be forward.

Late at night, after Aoyama Xiu Xin was well fed, Nakamura Tatsuyuki urgently arranged a meeting with someone.

They met in a park.

Nakamura Tatsuyuki arrived first, smoking on a bench, surrounded by darkness, with only a faint spark visible from a distance.

A few minutes later, a young man in a black trench coat slowly approached. When he passed under a dim street lamp, his face, probably in his thirties, could barely be seen in the faint light.

"Minister Nakamura, this is the first time I’m meeting a man in the park in the dead of night, especially a greasy middle-aged man. Just say what you have to say; I have a case to work on overnight."

The young man said casually as he walked.

"I’ve been investigating a case recently as well," Nakamura Tatsuyuki exhaled smoke and turned to look at the young man.

The young man shrugged, "Oh, so?"

"Nozawa Financial Corporation. I’ve found that it’s involved with Aoyama Xiu Xin, the Yanchuan family, and various violent gangs. There’s collusion among powerful people, merging of black and white, reckless disregard for human life, lawless..."

"Stop, stop, stop! I don’t want to hear this! I’m not interested!" the young man’s expression changed and he hastily interrupted Nakamura Tatsuyuki, "I want to live a few more years."

People who knew too much never met good ends.

"I need your help," said Nakamura Tatsuyuki.

The young man replied, "So you’re asking me to die?"

"Yes," Nakamura Tatsuyuki nodded.

The young man fell silent, then exhaled deeply in resignation, "Damn it, why do I owe you a life."

"After this is done, the credit all goes to you. I don’t seek any glory," Nakamura Tatsuyuki solemnly promised.

The young man curled his lip in disdain, "You talk as if I’m greedy for credit."

Nakamura Tatsuyuki nodded straightforwardly.

"You really know people," the young man chuckled but quickly sighed, "You offer me a pie in the sky even before anything starts, Minister Nakamura, and knowing how to lead. I’m curious, why did you choose me? Just because I owe you a life? So you trust me?"

"Because you have no parents, no wife, no children, no money, no car, no house, no prospects, no..."

"Stop!" The young man cut off Nakamura Tatsuyuki, his face darkening, "I don’t need you to remind me how miserable I am."

"You have no weakness, but you have loyalty, and you just happen to owe me a favor, so, I choose to trust you," Nakamura Tatsuyuki continued.

"Ah, if I had known, I would have married a wife and had children overnight, so I wouldn’t have ended up on your ship," the young man shook his head and sighed, then seriously asked, "Tell me, how do you plan on me helping you?"

"This is going to be a long-term battle. I don’t expect to see results and wrap things up in a year or two. So I hope you can go undercover near Aoyama Xiu Xin, gain his trust, become a member of his interest group, secretly collect evidence of his crimes, and help me bring him to justice!"

"Idiot! You really think highly of me. I’m a nobody; I wouldn’t even get to see his face."

"I understand that, so I’ll help you."

The young man had nothing more to say, only nodding in response.