Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 390 - 347: Then Grant His Wish, Redeem Your Mother My Foot!_2

Chapter 390: Chapter 347: Then Grant His Wish, Redeem Your Mother My Foot!_2

But a mocking sneer flickered in the depths of his eyes.

Last night, he had strangled Suzuki Yuki to death.

Her best friend nodded and continued, "I came this morning upon invitation, but I couldn’t knock the door open or get through on the phone. Worried, I called someone to forcibly break down the door. Upon entering, we discovered Yuki dead in the hallway. I implore you to please catch the murderer, I beg of you!"

"Rest assured, we will do our utmost to solve the case and bring the culprit to justice, not letting any criminal escape," the officer solemnly promised.

Her best friend tightly bit her lip and sobbed as she nodded.

The officer continued with the routine questioning, "Besides you, does she have any other relatives or friends she’s close to?"

"She has a brother," her best friend replied.

"A brother." The officer was taken aback, since Suzuki Yuki’s files clearly showed she was an only child. He quickly followed up, "How can we contact her brother?"

"Not even Yuki herself could get in touch. I heard she said he went abroad to work five years ago and never returned," her best friend shook her head and sniffled in response.

"Oh, I see." So it was a missing person. Thinking optimistically, maybe he had died abroad a long time ago, the officer felt a slight relief in his heart.

"Report!" Just at that moment, an officer who had been investigating the scene came over to report, "We’ve searched the inside and outside of the house completely, found no fingerprints, footprints, or any other residues. The criminal is very professional. The personal belongings have been looted. It is preliminarily speculated to be a case of burglary homicide."

"Miss, as you heard, burglaries often happen at random and are hard to investigate, and the criminal cleaned up very neatly. We can only do our best," the officer sighed helplessly.

"No, it’s not like that," her best friend suddenly shook her head and pursed her lips, "Yuki was acting strangely when she invited me over last night. I suspect she was aware that she might be harmed. This was a deliberate murder, not a random burglary homicide."

"Miss, we go by evidence. Please go home and wait for further notice," the officer said, turning to leave.

Not wanting to waste more words on this idiotic woman, this case would surely end up shelved as an unsolved mystery.

Watching the officer’s retreating figure, her best friend clenched her fists and bit her lip hard, her face filled with indignation.

...

Early the next day, Sankai Seichiro, who had been detained for over ten days due to an assault charge, was released.

The driver was waiting to pick him up outside the police station.

"Go to President Dongye’s house."

After getting in the car, Sankai Seichiro said as he leaned back in his seat, rubbed his forehead with a worried expression.

About half an hour later, they arrived at their destination.

"Mr. Sankai, you’ve arrived."

All the servants of the Dongye family recognized him.

"Where’s Jie Cheng?" Sankai Seichiro asked.

"The boss just got back and is sleeping," the butler replied respectfully, then added with a hint of sorrow, "Mr. Sankai, the boss seems to have become addicted to gambling recently. We would appreciate it if you could talk to him."

The servants all disliked Dongye Yuusei’s gambling habit.

After all, if he went bankrupt, they would lose their jobs.

"Idiot! That damned scoundrel!" Upon hearing this, Sankai Seichiro was furious. He suddenly remembered that before his detention, Dongye Yuusei always looked like he hadn’t slept well, claiming it was due to mourning his deceased father. Now it seemed it was due to staying up all night gambling!

Fueled by fury, Xiu Xin flung aside the butler and stormed into the main villa, marching up to Dongye Yuusei’s bedroom door and kicking it, "Bastard, open up!"

"Bang!" The door shook violently from the kicks.

"Idiot!" Having just closed his eyes, Dongye Yuusei was rudely awoken. He cursed, leaped out of bed, and flung the door open, only to freeze when he saw Sankai Seichiro, then sneered, "Got released from detention, have you?"

"I heard you’ve been obsessed with gambling. Do you really intend to squander every last bit of the fortune your father left you?" Sankai Seichiro didn’t care about the ridicule in his voice; he was hysterical as he criticized.

Lifting his head and yawning indifferently, Dongye Yuusei chuckled coldly, "That’s still better than handing it over to you, Uncle Sankai. Don’t think about getting your hands on my shares; I’ve already pledged them to Police Chief Aoyama. If you’ve got the guts, ask him for them."

"What?" Sankai Seichiro felt like he’d been struck by lightning upon hearing this, his world spinning as he nearly collapsed, glaring with a heart-wrenching shout, "You fool! Don’t you realize all of this is Aoyama Xiu Xin’s scheme? It’s all for your shares, all for East Field Construction!"

"Enough! I don’t need your lectures! And don’t you dare slander Police Chief Aoyama! You know damn well what you’ve done!" Dongye Yuusei didn’t believe a word from Sankai Seichiro, and added, "It’s just a pledge, I’ll redeem it in a year."

"Redeem my ass! With the way you’re going, you’ll lose all your assets; what will you have left to redeem?" Sankai Seichiro’s defenses were utterly broken, and he cursed loudly.

Dongye Yuusei’s face turned red as he stiffened his neck to argue, "I’ve just been unlucky, that’s all!"

"Being able to say that proves you’ve got a screw loose too!" Sankai Seichiro was furious at his complacence.

"Shut up!" Dongye Yuusei spat out, his eyes reddening, "What right do you, a murderer who killed my father for his property, have to lecture me? I only regret not being able to kill you!"

"What did you say? What did you say!" Sankai Seichiro’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, his face a picture of disbelief.

Dongye Yuusei glared at him as if ready to tear him apart, "Still pretending? You know very well what I said! Even though Police Chief Aoyama warned me that exposing you would be dangerous, I can’t stand your shameless face! It’s such a disgrace to my father!"

"Slap!" Sankai Seichiro’s hand struck Dongye Yuusei’s cheek hard, gasping for breath he said, "You won’t listen to your uncle, yet you treat Aoyama Xiu Xin’s words as gospel! You’ve been played by him all along! Whether you live or die from now on is no concern of mine!"

With those words, he stormed out, filled with rage.

"Sankai Seichiro! But your life or death will definitely have something to do with me! I swear, I will avenge my father!" Dongye Yuusei shouted after his retreating figure.

Sankai Seichiro was both angry and heartbroken. He resented Aoyama Xiu Xin’s sly cunning, as well as Dongye Yuusei’s foolish ignorance. He now had a certain conviction that Aoyama Xiu Xin was the one who kidnapped and killed Dongye Gen.

And yet, absurdly, Dongye Yuusei obeyed the very man who was his true patricidal enemy, treating his well-meaning uncle as the enemy.

"Ha! Hahahaha!" Overwhelmed with anger, Sankai Seichiro found Dongye Yuusei’s intelligence fit for the misfortune he suffered.

His heart had completely cooled.

Sankai Seichiro returned home, fuming with anger.

"There’s a guest," his wife said as she opened the door for him.

Sankai Seichiro frowned, curious about who would visit the moment he got out.

He hurried through the entrance and then saw Aoyama Xiu Xin, smart in his suit, playing with his granddaughter on the sofa, a grin on his face and a rattle drum in his hand.

As if sensing something, Aoyama Xiu Xin turned and smiled faintly at him, "Trustee Seichiro is back."

While speaking, he gently shook the rattle drum.

Dong-dong-dong~

In an instant, Sankai Seichiro felt a chill run through his body.