Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 396 - 352: Five Female Bodies, Stabbing, Jin Yucheng Strikes (Vote for Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 396: Chapter 352: Five Female Bodies, Stabbing, Jin Yucheng Strikes (Vote for Monthly Tickets)_2

Aoyama Xiu Xin flashed a faint smile, "Then I hope he would aim for my head and heart, not my ears, because I need to listen to the grievances of our citizens."

The next second, his expression drastically changed, and he abruptly twisted his head to the side, at the very same moment, a gunshot rang out.

"Bang!"

As he turned his head, a bystander behind him suffered the misfortune of lifetimes and fell to the ground after being shot.

And the shooter was none other than that young journalist.

"Ah! Murder!"

"Quick, protect Police Chief Aoyama!"

Asai Ayumi and the police officers nearby drew their guns and immediately hugged Aoyama Xiu Xin, using their bodies to shield him.

"Catch that journalist!" Aoyama Xiu Xin pointed at the journalist, who missed the shot and tried to flee amid the chaos, and shouted.

But the scene was just too chaotic. At the sound of the gunshot, everyone panicked, screaming and scattering in all directions. Even if the police wanted to pursue the young journalist, they simply couldn’t catch up; he quickly vanished from sight.

Of course, with Aoyama Xiu Xin’s physical condition, if he forced his way through the pursuit, he could easily shake off the pedestrians blocking his path and catch up. But he didn’t do that.

Because who knew if the gunman was acting alone?

Right now, surrounded by a ring of police, he was truly the safest. If he chased after the young journalist and was ambushed by his accomplice in the chaos, it would be impossible to guard against.

After a while, the chaotic scene gradually stabilized, but the journalist who took advantage of the questioning to shoot at Aoyama Xiu Xin had already disappeared without a trace.

Asai Ayumi suggested, "Back to the Police Headquarters?"

"No, since we’re here already." Aoyama Xiu Xin, vigilant, looked around and pursed his lips before saying, "They’ve startled me already, they probably won’t attempt a second attack. Just have a few more people protect me as I go check out the excavation site. Also, regarding that journalist from just now, you all should have got a good look at his face, quickly check the nearby surveillance."

If he left now, it might appear somewhat undignified, which didn’t align with his usual public image.

Although he had many supporters, there were also plenty of detractors. Giving those people even one point to criticize would definitely lead them to lash out at him fiercely.

"Hey!" Asai Ayumi immediately began arranging everything.

Moments later, Aoyama Xiu Xin entered the excavation site, shielded by several police officers holding riot shields, crossing the cordon. This scene was also captured by the journalists.

This photo was undeniably another testament to Police Chief Aoyama’s bravery and commitment to duty; the man who had just survived an assassination attempt was still calm enough to carry on with his work, concerned about the case.

As he approached the five female corpses, Aoyama Xiu Xin’s heart, which had been violently shaken by the assassination attempt, had now cooled. After all, he had prepared himself mentally for such events long ago. Moreover, surviving an assassination attempt could also serve as political capital in future politics.

What didn’t kill him would only make him stronger!

.........

After firing the shot, the young journalist quickly took advantage of the chaos to flee, getting into a white Honda sedan by the road. Starting the car, he drove away from the scene.

As he drove, he glanced in the rearview mirror at the chaotic crowd behind him, cursing under his breath. He didn’t take notice of the inconspicuous black Toyota sedan that was trailing him from a distance.

He grabbed the mobile phone on the passenger seat and dialed a number, saying, "I just missed."

"You missed?" The person on the other end of the line suddenly raised their volume, seething, "Didn’t you say you were a mercenary overseas? You could hit targets within twenty meters without fail, couldn’t you? Do you realize that since you didn’t kill him, he’ll cling to us like a mad dog, relentless!"

"Idiot! How was I supposed to know that bastard would actually dodge a bullet by turning his head!" the young man, who had disguised himself as a journalist, said with a mix of frustration and helplessness.

It was ridiculous—such close range, and he had fired unexpectedly, yet Aoyama Xiu Xin still managed a reaction. Was this guy even human?

Such agility and anticipation were not human traits.

The person on the other end of the phone clearly didn’t believe this outlandish statement, "Why don’t you say he can take bullets?"

"Really! I saw it with my own eyes! Plus, many others saw it too!" the young man emphasized repeatedly.

"Enough, don’t try to deceive me with such a clumsy excuse," the person on the other end of the phone was already feeling impatient, speaking coldly, "I’ll give you some money, go back to being a mercenary."

"Impossible, I won’t leave until I’ve avenged my sister," the young man refused without hesitation.

"Damn it," the person on the other end of the phone cursed in frustration, "Aoyama Xiu Xin is very good at solving cases, he’s definitely going to find you, and you’ll implicate me!"

"Then you’d better hope I don’t get caught," the young man said coldly, and then he hung up the phone.

"Bang!"

Just at that moment, a loud noise occurred, his car tilted to one side, and he hastily turned the steering wheel to stabilize it.

Looking in the rearview mirror at the same time, he saw that the black Toyota which had been following him had now pulled up beside him, continuing to swerve and collide into him.

The driver in the black Toyota was Jin Yucheng, who always shadowed Aoyama Xiu Xin. When the gunshots rang out, he sat in the car, didn’t rush into the crowd to protect Aoyama Xiu Xin, but guessed that the criminal would take advantage of the chaos to escape and sat waiting in the car. Then, relying on his own experience, he identified which person looked more like the culprit and started chasing him in his vehicle.

"Bang!"

Another collision took place, both the young gunman’s and Jin Yucheng’s cars stalled, and then both men drew their guns at the same time, bending down to shoot towards each other inside the cars.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

A series of gunshots sounded like firecrackers, bullets hitting the car bodies ringing sharply, sparks flying.

Passersby around screamed and scattered in panic.

The Tokyo people would later refer to the young gunman as "Brother Tan."

Both men, drawing on their experience, judged that the other was not an ordinary person, so neither dared to rashly show their head, counting the number of times their opponent fired in their minds.

At the moment when all bullets were fired, the young gunman immediately jumped out of the car window and ran wildly toward the sidewalk.

Jin Yucheng also jumped out of the window and chased after him.

The young gunman soon realized that he was no match for Jin Yucheng’s stamina and speed, so he purposefully led him into a narrow alley, then suddenly stopped, slowly turned around, and looked at Jin Yucheng with a sneer, "You really forcing me to beat you up, huh."

Clearly, he was very confident in his physical abilities.

"Come on, you emotionless bastard!"

He provocatively beckoned Jin Yucheng with a flick of his finger.

Jin Yucheng, with an expressionless face, strode toward the young gunman, while untying his tie and tossing it onto the ground, casually grabbing a broken-legged chair beside him and throwing it at his opponent, then he suddenly sped up into a sprint, moving as fast as an arrow released from a bow.

The young gunman had just dodged the flying chair, and as he turned around, he saw Jin Yucheng already leaping high in the air, sweeping his leg over in a wide arc. It was too late to dodge, so he had no choice but to raise his arms and brace himself.

"Bang!"

Jin Yucheng’s kick landed on his raised arms.

Instantly the young gunman felt his forearms go numb, and his body uncontrollably staggered backward several steps, before sitting down on the ground with a thud.

Jin Yucheng landed firmly, emotionlessly straightened his slightly disheveled suit, and shook his head lightly.

"Idiot!"

The young gunman immediately felt a strong insult, roared in fury, eyes turning bloodshot, and with a violent slap on the ground, he scrambled up and lunged toward Jin Yucheng.

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