Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 352 - 320: Think you can get away without bribing Mr. Aoyama? Dream on! (Vote for monthly tickets!)

Chapter 352: Chapter 320: Think you can get away without bribing Mr. Aoyama? Dream on! (Vote for monthly tickets!)

"It wasn’t a suicide after all? What’s going on?"

Aoyama Xiu Xin frowned and asked.

"According to further investigation, Sakata Nobuo fell to his death from the 22nd floor. From such a height, if it was a suicide, the body wouldn’t land too far from the building upon impact. However, the scene didn’t reflect that; the body ended up in the middle of the road. Therefore, we suspect he was pushed or thrown by someone, or perhaps he even took a running jump to his death, which is unlikely."

"Additionally, the way he landed is also wrong. People who jump to commit suicide usually land face down, but he was found lying on his back. Even though there were no fingerprints, skin flakes, or hair found on him, and no traces of being restrained, there was fresh mud on the soles of his shoes."

"There was no rain last night, and there are no dirt roads in the city that would cause such muddy soles, which implies he had been to the suburbs before choosing to commit suicide by jumping from a building in the heart of the city."

Fujiwara Takahiro relayed what his subordinates reported from the scene.

"So, our initial suspicion can be largely overturned. Da He Tianhui was not killed by Sakata Nobuo, and his disappearance wasn’t due to running away out of guilt, but rather he was controlled by someone who intentionally misled our police direction. After I issued a wanted order, they made him ’commit suicide’ to create the illusion that he took his own life out of fear after his crimes were exposed," said Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Fujiwara Takahiro complimented, "Police Chief Aoyama is insightful."

"What do you think?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked.

Fujiwara Takahiro tentatively said, "If we want to close the case, we can, since the murderer has already helped us sort out the thoughts, and logically, there are no major flaws."

Simply follow the murderer’s narrative, turn Sakata Nobuo into a murderer who committed suicide out of guilt, and the case would be settled.

"If we close the case like this, isn’t it letting the murderer off a bit too easily?" asked Aoyama Xiu Xin suddenly.

Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Takahiro was taken aback, "Ah?"

He was somewhat unable to keep up with the leader’s train of thought.

"The murderer intends to use our police force to exonerate himself for free, treating us like fools," Aoyama Xiu Xin snorted coldly. If the real culprit had decently offered them some benefits, that would be one thing, but to think of exploiting the police with mere wits is simply preposterous!

If he really accepted this outcome, wouldn’t that admit that his IQ was inferior to that of the real murderer?

Fujiwara Takahiro suddenly understood; Police Chief Aoyama was angry because the true criminal had not paid for protection. He immediately shared the sentiment and said, "You’re right, Police Chief. If we close the case like this, the murderer might feel smug about deceiving us and continue to commit crimes in the future. Such a person who poses a great threat to society must be caught!"

Not a dime was offered. Why should the police cooperate in clearing their charges? Even chickens charge for providing sexual services—who gave them the audacity to expect freebies from us?

"Investigate, investigate thoroughly! Tell the reporters our suspicions directly," Aoyama Xiu Xin said indifferently.

They even skimp on bribing police.

And they still wanna get off scot-free?

No such luck.

To get off charges, don’t count on doing it alone—it must involve paying a protection fee to the police, who will then help with the operation. Otherwise, it’s illegal exoneration,

and we must strike hard!

Make an example to strictly stop this kind of malicious exoneration. Otherwise, if everyone learned to be self-reliant, wouldn’t the police lose a source of income?

Today, he was going to serve justice for the innocent!

Unless the true murderer made an offer he couldn’t refuse.

Fujiwara Takahiro bowed and responded, "Yes, sir!"

After waiting for a while and seeing that Aoyama Xiu Xin had no other instructions, he turned and left, closing the door gently behind him.

When Fujiwara Takahiro arrived at the site, many reporters were already there. He first confirmed the various reports previously provided by the on-site forensic investigators and subordinates.

Then he said to the reporters, "The deceased has been confirmed as Sakata Nobuo, who was wanted by the police yesterday."

"Do you think it was suicide out of fear of being caught?" a reporter asked excitedly.

"I initially thought so, too, but it’s not the case," Fujiwara Takahiro shook his head and answered.

Hearing this, the scene immediately buzzed with surprise.

"What do you mean by that, Fujiwara Police Chief?"

"Could it be that he was murdered?"

"Please answer us, Fujiwara Police Chief!"

Realizing there was more to the story, the reporters on-site became excited, bombarding him with questions.

"Quiet, please, everyone be quiet," Fujiwara Takahiro shouted with a raised hand. When the noise calmed down a bit, he continued, "Based on the initial investigation at the scene, we conclude there is a high likelihood that Sakata Nobuo was pushed off the building. We do not rule out someone deliberately causing his disappearance and death, possibly framing him for the death of Da He Tianhui. Police Headquarters will investigate this thoroughly! If there are further developments, we will make them publicly known."

This statement drove all the reporters on-site to a fever pitch. They had thought it was a simple love-hate suicide narrative, but now it seemed to involve twists of framing and betrayal—so thrilling!

"I’m here to convey Police Chief Aoyama’s message: anyone daring to break the law will face severe legal punishment! Any attempt to escape punishment is futile! The stance of Police Headquarters has always been strict enforcement and zero tolerance for any evil. We welcome oversight from the citizens."

The crowd applauded energetically, but a few Chinese exchange students watching the excitement found Mr. Aoyama’s policy inexplicably familiar.

Had Mr. Aoyama studied abroad in China?

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That evening, the news of this story was broadcast on various television stations, sparking widespread discussion.

"Idiots, what are these damn cops thinking? The clues are there, why not just follow the procedure and close the case? Do they enjoy complicating matters for themselves?"

In the living room of a villa, a young man in his twenties raged fearfully and hysterically at the police upon seeing the news.

After venting, he calmed down but became anxious again. He looked at the middle-aged man with a plump face who was smoking on the couch, "Dad, what should we do? The police are playing an unpredictable game, not acting as you anticipated."

He was the true murderer behind Da He Tianhui’s death.

His name was Dongye Yuusei, a student at Japan University, who had long lusted after Da He Tianhui. After failing to win her over, he decided to force himself upon her.

During a date between Da He Tianhui and Sakata Nobuo, he brought two bodyguards from his home and kidnapped them both.

To find excitement and humiliate Sakata Nobuo,

he forced himself on Da He Tianhui right in front of him.

But there’s an old saying: even immortals have a tough time wrangling with reality.

He tried to force the issue with brute strength, and in a fit of tension and rage, he ended up strangling Da He Tianhui to death.

With a dead body, the two bodyguards didn’t dare to cover up for him any longer and directly informed his father, Dongye Gen.

Dongye Gen gave Dongye Yuusei a beating, then personally arranged to hide the body and designed a series of plans to get off the hook. If everything went smoothly, nobody would suspect Dongye Yuusei, but plans never keep up with changes.

"I was hasty," Dongye Gen muttered to himself.

Dongye Yuusei was completely baffled, "Huh?"

Dongye Gen exhaled, aware that the police were corrupt and greedy, but hadn’t expected them to be so extremely so.

Simply because he hadn’t paid them off, they actually intended to do their job thoroughly, which was utterly inconceivable!

The reason he immediately thought this was because he knew the nature of the Japan Police, firmly disbelieving that they were genuinely motivated by any sort of justice to investigate to the end.

Though furious, Dongye Gen also didn’t want to escalate the situation, planning to resolve the matter with money, to sate those hungry wolves with little more than scraps, and quickly put an end to the affair.

He picked up the phone on the table and called his secretary.

"Arrange a meeting with Police Headquarters’ Aoyama Xiu Xin."

Although Fujihara Takahiro was in charge of the case, the fact that he conveyed Aoyama Xiu Xin’s words during an interview with reporters indicated that Aoyama Xiu Xin was making the decisions. Naturally, he needed to have a detailed talk with Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"Yes, President," said the secretary.

An hour later, at 9:30 p.m., Aoyama Xiu Xin entered a teahouse to meet with Dongye Gen.

"Police Chief Aoyama, I’ve long admired your reputation, please take a seat."

Dongye Gen sat still without getting up, merely nodding slightly and gesturing to the seat opposite him.

The Dongye family ran a construction company and handled many infrastructure projects, possessing considerable wealth and connections. He didn’t need to lower himself too much for a police chief.

"I apologize for making you wait, President Dongye."

Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed slightly in apology, then turned to close the door before settling across from him.

"I’ve heard much about Police Chief Aoyama, and today I finally meet you in person. As distinguished in presence as reported, surpassing your depiction in the newspapers," Dongye Gen said with a slight smile.

"You flatter me, President Dongye," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied with a reserved smile. "It is all due to others’ high regard."

"The reason for inviting Police Chief Aoyama tonight is not only to make the acquaintance of an outstanding young man but also to ask a favor," Dongye Gen seemed a bit embarrassed.

Aoyama Xiu Xin gestured with his hand, "President, please be frank."

"I won’t beat around the bush. I hope the case involving Da He Tianhui and Sakata Nobuo can be closed quickly. Do you foresee any difficulties, Police Chief Aoyama?" Dongye Gen said candidly.

Indeed, Aoyama Xiu Xin had guessed the purpose since Dongye Gen had asked to meet—since they had no prior interactions, what else could it be about but today’s incident?

Aoyama Xiu Xin feigned confusion, "Does President Dongye mean to ask us to expedite the investigation?"

"Mr. Aoyama," Dongye Gen raised his voice slightly, frowning with dissatisfaction at his feigned ignorance and bluntly said, "This matter involves my worthless son. As long as you can settle the case quickly on your end, I am willing to donate fifty police cars to Police Headquarters. Additionally, I will also show my appreciation to you and the officers who have been running around for this case."

"So it is, children do foolish things without understanding, it’s understandable. It’s understandable," Aoyama Xiu Xin said as if suddenly enlightened, nodding with a grin, he picked up his teacup and slowly sipped, saying leisurely, "I welcome the donation of police cars on behalf of Police Headquarters, and I thank you on behalf of the other officers for your kind offer of appreciation. As for myself though, there’s no need."

"If President Dongye truly feels grateful and finds it hard to rest easy, then here’s a suggestion: I have a friend who’s always been fascinated by construction but has never dared to get involved due to lack of experience. If it were possible to hold some shares in President Dongye’s company, it would nearly fulfill a lifelong dream."

He remembered that in the next two years, the Japanese Government would be aggressively initiating infrastructure projects to stimulate the economy, and people like Dongye Gen with experience, capability, and the right connections were bound to make a killing.

The entire ’90s was when Japan truly went construction-crazy.

Aoyama Xiu Xin also wanted to catch the fast train of the times.

The Japanese Government was rather wealthy indeed.

"Slap!" Dongye Gen, initially thinking to settle with peanuts, didn’t expect Aoyama Xiu Xin to be so avaricious. In anger, he slammed the table, his face also darkening, "Police Chief Aoyama’s appetite is a bit too large."

"There’s no need to rush, President Dongye, we can negotiate the details," Aoyama Xiu Xin said soothingly.

Give him an inch, and he’ll take a mile.

"Impossible!" Dongye Gen rejected without a second thought, sneering and saying, "Not to belittle you, Police Chief Aoyama, but one should only take on as much as they can handle. Beware the bowl might break, and you’ll still be left hungry."

Aoyama Xiu Xin was taken aback, then he laughed.

"President Dongye is so domineering, I almost thought that it’s me asking you, not the other way around."

"Asking?" The word irked Dongye Gen, who stood up, towering above and looking down at Aoyama Xiu Xin, "I am merely trading with you!"

"Then your offer isn’t enough, so I refuse this deal," Aoyama Xiu Xin said, picking up his teacup and gently blowing on the hot tea, his tone calm.

Unwilling to waste any more words on this greedy and presumptuous man, Dongye Gen snorted coldly and left with a dark expression.

Pausing at the door, he turned back and ominously warned, "Police Chief Aoyama, take care of yourself!"

He had seen greed, but never greed like this.

Others suck blood; this man sucked marrow!

"President Dongye had better ensure his son takes care of himself," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied lightly.

Dongye Gen left with a slam of the door.

"Bang!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin stayed in place, calmly sipping his tea.

He was determined to finish his cup.