Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 341 - 312: The Most Miserable Husband of the Year! It’s Better to Share Happiness than to Enjoy Alone (Vote for the Monthly Ticket!)

Chapter 341: Chapter 312: The Most Miserable Husband of the Year! It’s Better to Share Happiness than to Enjoy Alone (Vote for the Monthly Ticket!)

"So you’re saying that Mrs. Yamazaki was indeed having an affair with Shimura Ao, but at the same time, she was involved with someone else and got pregnant, and Shimura Ao didn’t know about it, thinking the child was his."

"To give the child a legitimate status, he introduced her to Yamazaki Katsu before she showed, and rightfully claimed the child as his godson, allowing him to behave as a father and care for the child meticulously."

Aoyama Xiu Xin looked at Nakamura Shinichi as he spoke.

"Hey!" Nakamura Shinichi nodded, though without evidence, he felt this was the most reasonable speculation.

Aoyama Xiu Xin pulled out a cigarette, tossed one to him, lit one for himself, took a drag, and said, "So by that reasoning, Shimura Ao still might be suspected of hiring someone to kill his wife, but it’s going to be tough to find any evidence."

After all, since there was no blood relation between the child and Shimura Ao, it couldn’t prove he had an affair with Mrs. Yamazaki, nor could it prove he had a motive to kill.

"Our only hope now is to wait for that murderer to fence the goods," Nakamura Shinichi said gravely.

Aoyama Xiu Xin flicked his cigarette ash and nodded.

At the same time, Mrs. Yamazaki, dressed glamorously, was off to meet her boyfriend again.

"Be back early tonight, have fun."

Yamazaki Katsu leaned on his cane at the doorway to see her off.

"Husband, take good care of the child," Mrs. Yamazaki said with a smile, kissing him on the face before turning to leave. As she drove away, she noticed a car parked at the front of the house but didn’t think much of it.

After all, that car seemed to have been parked there often over the past few days—probably belongs to a neighbor.

She was busy today, having to dash between two events.

Watching her car disappear around the corner, Yamazaki Katsu’s expression turned cold. He leaned on his cane, quickly stepped into the car parked at the door, and said to the driver, "Follow that car."

This was a car he had rented in advance.

Yamazaki Katsu followed his wife’s car to a hotel, then saw her park and walk over to a young man with a touch of blond hair, and they embraced tightly before walking hand in hand into the hotel.

At this moment, he felt angry yet relieved.

At least the person cuckolding him wasn’t Shimura Ao.

Mr. Shimura was probably deceived by this wretched woman too. He was such a good man, introducing her to be his wife was purely out of goodness.

He didn’t know her true adulterous nature.

Thinking that he had previously believed Shimura Ao was playing him all along, making him the cuckold, he felt guilty—what a petty person he was to doubt Mr. Shimura’s intentions. It was wrong of him.

"Boss, where to next?"

The sympathetic look appeared in the driver’s eyes.

"Just wait here."

Yamazaki Katsu said coldly, articulating each word.

An hour later, Mrs. Yamazaki and her blond boyfriend triumphantly embraced, reveling in their warmth.

"I sold the necklace and bracelet this morning, made over five thousand US dollars at thirty percent of the value. Shimura Ao sure is wealthy," the blond lamented.

Mrs. Yamazaki said with a smile, "No matter how wealthy, it’ll all be ours soon, right? After the divorce, I should get at least half, we’ll be set for life."

"That old lady’s dead, did that old guy mention when he might marry you?" Blond frowned.

Mrs. Yamazaki was quite calm, unworried, "His wife just died, we’ll have to wait at least three or five months, then I’ll divorce that crippled deadbeat and marry Shimura Ao."

"Damn, I’m kind of excited, let’s do it again." Blond licked his lips and flipped over, covering Mrs. Yamazaki.

Mrs. Yamazaki giggled, touching her boyfriend’s face, "In a while, you can even screw a legislator’s wife, darling. Make it quick, I also have an appointment with that old Shimura Ao today, also in this hotel."

"Yo West, great, let’s have the legislator drink from my wash, no baths, do him straight away, if asked say it was Yamazaki Katsu right before leaving that had a go at you," Blond laughed aloud.

"You’re so wicked."

An hour later, Mrs. Yamazaki and Blond walked hand in hand out of the hotel, kissed goodbye at the door smilingly, and watched as Blond hailed a taxi and left.

But she didn’t hurry off, rather looked at her watch and scanned around as if waiting for someone.

In the car, Yamazaki Katsu watched furiously—could this woman have more than one lover?

About ten minutes later, a black BMW stopped in front of the hotel. Shimura Ao stepped out expressionlessly, and Mrs. Yamazaki went up to him, linking arms and nestled into him as they walked toward the hotel.

"Idiot!"

Yamazaki Katsu gritted his teeth and cursed.

The driver was stunned—one affair after another, was this lady cheating or on the job?

The boss seemed more miserable than those in tragic films!

Yamazaki Katsu trembled all over; just two hours ago, he had blamed himself for misunderstanding Shimura Ao. But now, watching Shimura Ao and his wife entering the hotel intimately, they obviously also had an affair.

He was wearing two cuckold’s hats now!

"Let’s go." He spat out a word through clenched teeth.

He couldn’t wait any longer.

He wanted revenge tonight.

Firstly, he’d deal with Shimura Ao and that treacherous woman, then extract the Blond’s whereabouts from her.

Everyone who wronged him fucking deserved to die!

In the hotel room, Shimura Ao and Mrs. Yamazaki were unaware of everything, having just finished their tryst.

"You’re so smooth today,"

Shimura Ao suddenly asked in retrospect,

"Hmph, isn’t it just because I miss you too much?" Mrs. Yamazaki said coquettishly as she circled her fingers on the fatty flesh of his chest, "Yamazaki Katsu can’t satisfy me."

It’s not that I’m insatiable, it’s my boyfriend who is.

"Little flask," Shimura Ao teased with a silvery laugh.

Mrs. Yamazaki cooed twice with charming, sultry eyes.

"Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling!"

Just then, a phone rang.

"Moshi moshi," Shimura Ao dragged his tired body up and picked up the phone from the bedside table.

"Mr. Shimura, this is Yamasaki. You’ve been a great help with the kids recently, and I wanted to show my appreciation. Please be sure to come over for dinner tonight."

"Mr. Yamasaki is too kind, but since you insist on such a warm invitation, I will definitely come. Tonight, I won’t return until I’m drunk," Shimura Ao held Mrs. Yamazaki’s hair and pushed her head down.

Mrs. Yamazaki obeyed immediately.

"Hey! Then it’s a date; see you tonight."

On the other side, Yamazaki Katsu, who had already arrived home, hung up the phone with a cold, chilling look in his eyes.

"Crash!"

Just before leaving work, Aoyama Xiu Xin was packing up to leave when Nakamura Shinichi burst in excitedly, "The suspect who killed Mrs. Shimura has been pinpointed!"

"What?" Aoyama Xiu Xin was startled and quickly asked, "Quickly, what happened?"

"Just now, one of my subordinates was visiting a gold shop and found out that someone had come in this morning to sell a gold necklace and two gold bracelets. I showed the photo to Mrs. Shimura’s friend, who confirmed that these were the jewelry she wore on the day she died."

"The surveillance at the gold shop clearly captured the face of the person disposing of the stolen goods. This guy looked like bad news and might have a criminal record. I’ve sent people to check his identity and address, and we should have results tonight."

Nakamura Shinichi spoke quickly, explaining everything.

"Yoish! Great! Once we confirm his identity, just arrest him. If we catch him tonight, I want the report on my desk tomorrow," Aoyama Xiu Xin ordered.

"Hi!" Nakamura Shinichi responded.

"I’ll be leaving now." Aoyama Xiu Xin patted him on the shoulder, picked up his coat and briefcase, and left.

He was heading to the home of Takizawa Shikou, who had mentioned having two bottles of fine liquor and had invited him over for a taste.

Takizawa Shikou’s warm hospitality made him feel almost embarrassed, especially since each visit involved cuckolding him, which unusually sparked a bit of guilt in him.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the Takizawa residence.

The person who opened the door for him was Takizawa Chiyu, who also must have just come from work, still in her work clothes—a black blazer, white blouse, black trousers, and black stockings.

"Police Chief Aoyama, please come in."

She bowed slightly and then moved aside.

Aoyama Xiu Xin removed his shoes and entered, whispering into her ear as he did, "Did you miss me?"

"Mm." Takizawa Chiyu shyly nodded.

With a respectful and brilliant smile, Aoyama Xiu Xin entered, "Dean Takizawa, here I am to bother you again."

"I couldn’t wish for more than to have Police Chief Aoyama here every day, after all, a true friend is hard to find in life." Takizawa Shikou laughed heartily. The times Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t come to upset his wife really gnawed at his heart.

He even suspected whether Hashimoto Miho had lost her allure to Aoyama Xiu Xin and considered divorcing her to marry someone new who fit his tastes.

Dressed in a white blouse, black miniskirt, and black stockings, Hashimoto Miho chuckled coyly, stood up, and while pouring tea for Aoyama Xiu Xin, pretended to be jealous, "My husband seems happier to see you, Police Chief Aoyama, than he does to see me."

"Ah! You truly flatter me, Xiu Xin; I hope I’m not causing any trouble between you and the dean. That would indeed be a sin!" Aoyama Xiu Xin joked.

Hashimoto Miho hummed flirtatiously.

With a smile in her eyes, her black silk-clad feet caressed Aoyama Xiu Xin’s legs under the table.

Takizawa Shikou, who had observed everyone’s subtle moves, savored this peculiar thrill of being cuckolded while feeling a sense of control over the situation, all the while keeping his expression neutral.

"Please take a seat, I’ll go get the liquor. It’s special stuff my friend brought back from abroad; Police Chief Aoyama, you should enjoy it. Tonight, we won’t stop until we’re drunk."

He said this as he got up and left the living room, returning moments later with two bottles of finely packaged foreign liquor.

That evening, Takizawa Shikou couldn’t hold his liquor and soon slumped over the table, unconscious.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, enjoying the company of women on either side, suddenly noticed Takizawa Shikou’s eyelids twitch, which startled him. He instinctively thought to push the women away, but on closer inspection, he noticed an abnormal excitement on Takizawa Shikou’s face.

Recalling how Takizawa often invited him over and would either leave midway or pass out drunk... Damn it!

Swallowing hard, a bold and absurd thought crossed Aoyama Xiu Xin’s mind. Could it be?

He decided to test it.

"What do you think Takizawa Dean would do if he opened his eyes and saw this scene?" Aoyama Xiu Xin kissed Hashimoto Miho on the face and asked with a smile.

"Too bad he can’t see," Hashimoto Miho scoffed, raising her delicate foot and stepping on Takizawa Shikou’s head, "This poor old guy doesn’t even know his wife has become the master’s plaything."

Aoyama Xiu Xin kept watching Takizawa Shikou’s facial expressions and finally confirmed his suspicions.

His smile grew wider and more unrestrained.

It really felt as warm as home here.

Meanwhile, Shimura Ao, also bearing a gift, was on his way to the Yamazaki household for a visit.

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