Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 360 - 326: Missing Suspect, Hell Joke (Requesting Monthly Votes)

Chapter 360: Chapter 326: Missing Suspect, Hell Joke (Requesting Monthly Votes)

"Inspector, according to Zutada Yu’s neighbor, there indeed was a tenant named Oda Hikari," a subordinate returned to the Police Headquarters and reported to Chi Ben Xinzhang after interviewing neighbors of Zutada Yu. "Twenty-five or twenty-six years old, skinny, with short hair, and usually quiet. The building was too old to have surveillance installed, so we have no photo of him."

"Oh, and on the night Yokoyama Jie received the bomb, a neighbor of Zutada Yu saw Oda Hikari leaving with a bag on his back. This matches the description Yokoyama Jie gave during his interrogation of the person who handed him the bomb."

The subordinate finished speaking, then added another line.

"That means, this Oda Hikari is the bomb maker," Chi Ben Xinzhang muttered to himself, frowning, his pen twirling continuously in his hand. He looked up at his subordinate and said, "Send someone to his hometown to check it out."

Oda Hikari had registered his personal information when he rented the place, which included the address of his hometown.

"Sir!" The subordinate bowed and then left.

Meanwhile, Chi Ben Xinzhang went to report the progress to Police Chief Aoyama. After knocking and receiving consent, he entered.

"Chief, concerning the street bombing case, we have identified another suspect— a man named Oda Hikari ..." He recounted the situation.

He concluded, "All the evidence now points to him, and I request that we issue a warrant for his arrest."

Neighbors had seen him leaving with a bag the night before the explosion, and Yokoyama Jie had also confirmed that it was Oda Hikari who handed him the bomb, along with the testimony from Zutada Yu and the fact that he had fled.

It was confirmed that he was the criminal suspect!

The only thing that didn’t make sense was why Oda Hikari personally handed the bomb to Yokoyama Jie without disguising his appearance. Couldn’t he have considered that if Yokoyama Jie were captured, he would definitely implicate him?

"Alright, I’ll get the procedures started." Police Chief Aoyama felt issuing a warrant for Oda Hikari was justified after hearing this.

The street bombing had resulted in three deaths and two injuries, all innocent bystanders, with a profoundly negative impact. Many citizens were voluntarily visiting the blast site to pay tribute to the deceased.

Such tributes were effectively pressuring the government and police to solve the case quickly.

That afternoon, the warrant for Oda Hikari, the second suspect in the bombing, was issued.

As it was still temporarily impossible to prove Zutada Yu’s involvement with the bombing, the Police Headquarters officially released him.

However, they restricted his activities, confiscated his passport, forbade him from leaving Tokyo for a month, and he was to remain available for police summons to assist in the investigation.

"Thank you! You’ve really gone to a lot of trouble for me."

Upon learning he could return home, the frightened Zutada Yu, tears and snot running down his face, repeatedly thanked the officers releasing him, his emotion compelling him to reach for a handshake.

But the officer dodged disdainfully, impatiently saying, "Alright, just get going."

No one likes a wimp, especially one so unkempt.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Somewhat embarrassed, Zutada Yu withdrew his hand, nodding and bowing before he left.

Although the warrant for Oda Hikari had been issued and disseminated across the country through newspapers and news in the following two days, it sank without trace— the police received no leads.

Moreover, the officers returned from investigating his hometown reported that Oda Hikari hadn’t been back at all.

The man had vanished into thin air.

Time quickly moved to November 10th, and that night, Tokyo was hosting a major music festival, featuring the somewhat famous Neitian Youji, who would perform. Aoyama Xiu Xin and his sister-in-law, holding tickets gifted by her, headed to the event.

Because of the surged crowd, the petite sister-in-law clutched Aoyama Xiu Xin’s hand tightly while entering, fearful of getting separated, looking around with excitement and curiosity in her almond-shaped eyes, "I just realized something, it seems there are a lot of skinny people in Japan."

"Because the fat ones in Japan have exploded," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied with a smirk, cracking a dark joke.

However, Aoyama Haruko didn’t catch on, her big watery eyes showing confusion, and seeing Aoyama Xiu Xin had no intention of explaining, she pouted slightly in displeasure.

"Sister-in-law, this is the place."

They found their seats, directly in front of the stage, a prime location.

To be honest, Aoyama Xiu Xin was not particularly interested in Japanese song and dance, but he was quite intrigued by the sight of Japanese beauties bouncing and singing on stage.

"Ah! It’s Youji!" Finally, it was Neitian Youji’s turn to perform. Aoyama Haruko excitedly waved her glow stick, "Youji! Look over here!"

Watching his sister-in-law beside him bubble with excitement like a child, Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled.

It was rare to see his sister-in-law so lively.

Neitian Youji winked at them as vibrant music began and she started to sway and dance.

Regrettably, there were no rap or basketball.

She still sported short hair, a black leather choker around her neck, her delicate figure hugged tightly by a blue tube top, her fair waist exposed, paired with denim shorts, black lacy stockings, and high heels— her whole appearance was sexy and full of energy.

Aoyama Xiu Xin even faintly heard a few perverts excitedly shouting phrases like "Wife, step on me."

Neitian Youji performed just one song, took a bow, and then left the stage, leaving the audience wanting more.

Such a sexy young woman was indeed a rarity.

"Let’s go, let’s go find Youji backstage." Aoyama Xiu Xin lost interest in the rest of the show.

Leaving early was better than being pushed out by the crowd when it ended.

Aoyama Haruko primarily came today to cheer for Neitian Youji, nodding continuously, "Mhm, mhm, mhm."

They went backstage—an area typically restricted to non-staff, but as an official, Aoyama Xiu Xin strolled in confidently with his sister-in-law.

"Yo..." Aoyama Haruko had just spotted Neitian Youji and was about to greet her when her expression suddenly changed drastically, spotting three youths surrounding Neitian Youji, one of whom was trying to grab her hand.

Neitian Youji dodged and then slapped the young man across the face, apparently saying something offensive that twisted the young man’s face in anger.

Many people were watching, but no one intervened, clearly indicating the young man’s significant status.

Indeed, it was significant.

Because Aoyama Xiu Xin knew him.

Dongye Yuusei.

"Idiot! You despicable wretch, you’re rejecting face given to you! Believe it or not, I’ll make sure you never succeed in life!" Dongye Yuusei, unable to contain his rage after being publicly rejected and slapped.

Since his father had resolved a conflict with Aoyama Xiu Xin, allowing him to escape legal punishment after committing a crime, he felt bold enough to come out tonight, specifically to pick girls at the music festival with his raucous friends.

Lively and spirited, with a charming aura and a sexy figure, Neitian Youji instantly captured his heart.

He had intended to connect with her that very night, and therefore, rushed backstage after her performance to invite her to dinner, only to be rejected.

"Then how about I make sure you spend your entire life in jail?" Aoyama Xiu Xin said nonchalantly.

Instantly, all eyes turned towards the source of the voice.

"Idiot..." Dongye Yuusei, initially furious, deflated when he lifted his head and recognized the newcomer, "Po... Police Chief Aoyama!"

"Brother Xiu Xin!" Neitian Youji, relieved and anxious, ran over and embraced his arm.

Seeing this, Dongye Yuusei’s face turned green with envy, as it was clear to him that the woman he admired was intimately connected to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Was he recently clashing with him?

"Nice performance." Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled, patted her head, and then turned to look at Dongye Yuusei, "Are you bullying my sister, Mr. Dongye?"

"I just wanted to be friends with her, Police Chief Aoyama, please don’t misunderstand, well, I’ll be leaving now." Dongye Yuusei chuckled nervously and, reluctantly glancing at Neitian Youji, he quickly left.

His two friends exchanged surprised looks at Dongye Yuusei’s unexpected reaction, eyed Aoyama Xiu Xin, and then followed Dongye Yuusei.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, driven by a sense of social responsibility, watched Dongye Yuusei’s retreating figure and felt he should swiftly seize his family’s property to prevent him from further troubling innocent girls.

"Next time this happens, first protect yourself and then tell me." Aoyama Xiu Xin turned to Neitian Youji, changing to holding her hand, "Hungry? Let’s go eat."

"Yep, yep, yep." A spark of joy lit up Neitian Youji’s face, her eyes narrowing into crescents.

Meanwhile, his two friends caught up with Dongye Yuusei and both expressed confusion, "Yuusei, why are you scared of Aoyama Xiu Xin? He’s just a police chief."

"You know nothing!" Dongye Yuusei, face darkened, stopped in his tracks and turned to look at his puzzled friends with a sense of smugness only he understood, "He’s not that simple. Even a judge from the Tokyo Court had to bear it when he threw wine at him; even my dad wouldn’t dare to offend him. Am I supposed to lose face by being afraid of him?"

His companions exchanged looks, inhaled sharply, and suddenly found Dongye Yuusei’s approach prudent.

While they were bad, they weren’t foolish and knew who they could provoke and who they could not.

"Let’s go. Anyway, I’m pretty annoyed, let’s find someone else to mess with. Want to bet on whose child she will end up carrying?"

Dongye Yuusei said this with a lewd expression, viewing ordinary people as mere playthings to be manipulated.

Aoyama Xiu Xin found a restaurant near the music festival and reserved a private room. Neitian Youji sat close to him, while Aoyama Haruko sat opposite, smiling warmly at the loving scene unfolding before her.

But she was unaware that Aoyama Xiu Xin’s hand was boldly exploring the silky smoothness of Neitian Youji’s thigh.

"Brother Xiu Xin, in just eight days, I’ll be turning eighteen," Neitian Youji said playfully, lightly pinching Aoyama Xiu Xin a few times.

The provocative little fairy, Aoyama Xiu Xin knew she was reminding him that in just eight days, they could deepen their ’communication’, "Of course, I’ve prepared a big present for you, I believe you’ll love it."

"I’m looking forward to it," Neitian Youji winked coquettishly, rubbing her foot against his leg.

All this was unknown to Aoyama Haruko.

She always thought their relationship was simply fraternal, finding the scene heartwarming and therapeutic.

.........

At the same time, in an old building in Muehe District.

A young man in his twenties, holding a rental notice and carrying a suitcase, was checking door numbers from one apartment to the next and finally stopped at Zutada Yu’s door.

He took a deep breath and then knocked on the door.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

"Who is it?" Zutada Yu asked from inside.

"Sorry to bother. I’m here to view the apartment."

The door then opened, and Zutada Yu scrutinized the average-looking young man with a judgmental eye.

"Hello, I’m Miyazaki Yuki," the young man, slightly uncomfortable under the gaze, bowed politely.

"Hello Mr. Miyamoto, please come in," Zutada Yu nodded, leading him in and started to describe the room, "I don’t cook, so you can use the kitchen. This room is yours, the previous tenant left some things behind, you can keep using them if you don’t mind. My room is next door, there’s a computer that you can also use when I’m not. No bargain on rent, how do you like it?"

"Hi! I’m very satisfied! Thank you, Mr. Tsumada!" Miyazaki Yuki, although finding the place a bit messy, couldn’t fuss over such affordable rent.

"Then let’s sign the contract," Zutada Yu smiled, extending a hand, "Welcome to your new home."

"Hi! I look forward to your continued care, Mr. Tsumada."

"Of course," Zutada Yu’s smile was disarmingly innocent.

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