Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 459 - 403: Bureaucratic Public Enemy! Feverishly Expanding by Recruiting Soldiers and Buying Horses

Chapter 459: Chapter 403: Bureaucratic Public Enemy! Feverishly Expanding by Recruiting Soldiers and Buying Horses

"Check Panasonic Hideyoshi’s past, and retrieve all citywide surveillance footage from the past month. Circle all the places Panasonic Hideyoshi and that worker appeared," Aoyama Xiu Xin commanded somberly, walking out of the hospital ward, followed closely by Nakamura Shinichi.

Panasonic Hideyoshi must have a place specifically for killing and dismembering his victims, a lair to vent his bestial desires.

With the city’s surveillance cameras constantly being damaged, updated, or removed, it was impossible for Panasonic Hideyoshi to precisely remember the location of every camera.

If he couldn’t remember, he naturally couldn’t avoid them all.

Therefore, any areas where he appeared multiple times with the worker were likely near the site of his crimes. Finding these would facilitate proving his guilt.

Nakamura Shinichi walked in step behind, slightly bowing his head and responding, "Yes! I’ll arrange it as soon as I get back."

After returning to headquarters, Aoyama Xiu Xin met with Fujimoto Takayoshi to report the latest developments of the serial dismemberment case, including the incident that had just occurred at the hospital.

"It’s incredible how deceiving appearances can be! Who would have thought such a demure, well-off individual could be the culprit behind dozens of murders?" Fujimoto Takayoshi said in shock, gasping after hearing the report.

Fujimoto had visited Panasonic Hideyoshi in the hospital, so he retained some recollection of the man.

"The surface only ever shows the mildest signs of perversion, never the true depth of it," Aoyama Xiu Xin commented and then inquired, "Do you have any instructions?"

Fujimoto Takayoshi understood Aoyama Xiu Xin’s meaning.

This was his way of asking if they should continue the investigation, as after all, Panasonic Hideyoshi’s father was the director of Hokkaido University Hospital, a man with considerable status and extensive connections.

"Investigate!" Fujimoto Takayoshi replied without hesitation.

Then, taking a deep breath and with a somber expression, he continued, "That scum messed up this year’s Snow Festival, directly or indirectly harming countless interests. It doesn’t matter that his father is merely a hospital director. Even if he were the mayor, he couldn’t protect him!"

The Snow Festival debacle had caused significant economic losses and negative repercussions for Sapporo. This fact alone made the bureaucrats of Sapporo City despise Panasonic Hideyoshi.

In order to cover up the actual number of casualties from the stampede, Fujimoto spent a night running around—speaking persuasive words, promising benefits—and still, the local citizens of Sapporo continued to attack the police force for their inadequacy, which infuriated him.

If the real culprit had remained unknown, it would have been one thing, but now that they were aware, they had to act on this vexation!

Panasonic Hideyoshi’s actions had made him the target of widespread enmity. As long as there was evidence, his father, the hospital director, absolutely could not save him.

"Yes! With the Minister’s word, I’ll go all out," Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed deeply.

Even if Fujimoto Takayoshi had considered dropping the investigation due to Panasonic Hideyoshi’s status, Aoyama Xiu Xin wouldn’t have given up—but having Fujimoto’s backing was more convenient.

After all, he was new to the job and not yet firmly established at the Hokkaido Police Headquarters. If he tried to conduct an investigation but was explicitly opposed by Fujimoto Takayoshi, it’s likely that the police under him wouldn’t follow his orders.

At the same time, with the support of Fujimoto Takayoshi, he no longer had to worry about his subordinates being bribed by Panasonic Hideyoshi and revealing the progress of the investigation.

With Fujimoto Takayoshi’s absolute control displayed to the headquarters, the police there were certainly more aware of the consequences of angering him than the newly recruited Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Those rank-and-file officers might dare to betray the well-known and influential Aoyama Xiu Xin, because he wasn’t one of their own; but they would not necessarily dare to defy orders from Fujimoto Takayoshi, who was not only one of their own but also their leader. The cost of betraying the group was different from that of betraying an individual.

Fujimoto Takayoshi nodded, "Go. If you encounter any resistance during the investigation, come to me at any time."

"Yes, sir!" Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed and left.

On the other side, in the hospital, Panasonic Hideyoshi had regained consciousness after emergency resuscitation and bandaging, his body wrapped up like a mummy.

Opening his eyes and staring at the ceiling, he first looked somewhat confused, then gradually regained clarity and bellowed in rage, "Where the hell is that bastard Aoyama Xiu Xin?"

"After he beat you, he left," Panasonic Toyoshige, smoking by the window, turned and said as he looked at him.

"He left? You let him go?" Panasonic Hideyoshi, like a frenzied chihuahua, glared with bulging red eyes and bared his teeth, asking, "He beat me like this and you just let him walk away? How could you let him go!"

"What else was I supposed to do?" Panasonic Toyoshige ground his cigarette butt into the floor and stormed over to the bedside, glaring fiercely at Panasonic Hideyoshi as he said, word by word, "Your father, I’m just a head of a local city general hospital, his godfather is both the Minister of Autonomy and the Public Security Committee Chairman! Do you think you’d have any advantage if the situation blew up?"

"That’s beside the point." Panasonic Hideyoshi, utterly unheeding, looking nothing like his cultured public persona, exclaimed, "I am your own son!"

"I wish you weren’t!" Panasonic Toyoshige shouted in anger, panting rapidly and said, "How did I raise such a fool? If he could be taken as Yanchuan Shilang’s godson, it shows the benefits he brought to the Yanchuan Family are worth their endorsement. Offending a useless grandson like you may not result in much, but offending a godson who brings them benefits, Shilang could tear you apart alive!"

These prominent figures do not recognize godchildren lightly, especially in accepting an adult godson, and because Aoyama Xiu Xin was not Yanchuan Shilang’s biological grandson, others were even more inclined to take him seriously.

Being a biological grandson just requires a good birth, but being a godson truly relies on personal ability.

After venting vehemently, Panasonic Toyoshige’s anger finally subsided, and he asked coldly, "He said before he left that you committed a crime that could result in the death penalty. What exactly did you do?"

"Scare tactics, that’s all. It’s only a crime if you get caught. If I’m not caught, I’ve committed no crime. He can’t catch me," Panasonic Hideyoshi said with a sneer.

Seeing this attitude, Panasonic Toyoshige’s rage rekindled, and he grabbed Panasonic Hideyoshi’s neck and demanded fiercely, "What exactly did you do? You’re sick of living; don’t drag me down with you, you bastard!"

Intuition told him that his son must have done something serious; otherwise, Aoyama Xiu Xin would not have been so furious.

"Go ahead... choke me to death, I’m useless anyway, I can’t carry on your lineage, and besides, you’ve already found someone to bear you a son, haven’t you?" Panasonic Hideyoshi said with a mocking gaze.

"Dammit!" Panasonic Toyoshige released him, furious at his lack of ambition and saddened by his sorry state, feeling a twinge of guilt, "You better heal up on your own."

After speaking, he turned and left the room. To the secretary waiting outside, he said, "Arrange a dinner with Aoyama Xiu Xin for me. Tell him I wish to apologize."

Panasonic Hideyoshi didn’t say anything; he could only try to figure out what had happened from Aoyama Xiu Xin’s explanation and know exactly what was going on so he could think of a targeted solution.

"Hey!"

...

After receiving a dinner invitation call from Panasonic Toyoshige’s secretary, Aoyama Xiu Xin refused outright, citing he wasn’t available tonight because, in his opinion, the other party simply wanted to spend money to smooth things over, and there was no need to meet.

By eleven o’clock at night, it was already deep into the evening. For ordinary people, the day had ended, and it was time to go to bed and rest.

But for drug hounds, the nightlife was just beginning.

Miyazaki Yu’s bar had a sign up today indicating it wasn’t open for business, but people had been continuously entering since eight in the evening. The common denominator among these people was their listless and neurotic behavior - all of them were drug hounds.

Miyazaki Yu was a drug addict himself, so he had many friends from his drug-using days. Using these connections, he had gathered a large number of drug hounds from Sapporo City to his bar.

By midnight, the bar’s doors closed on schedule.

Inside, it was truly a devil’s playground; some people chatted and laughed merrily, some sat in corners drawing on their drugs with vacant expressions, while others, carried away by the excitement after getting high, started doing it right in front of everyone.

Laughter, noise, moans; all sorts of sounds mingled together, surging up and down.

There were at least 200 drug hounds gathered here.

Suddenly, the music stopped, and the formerly colorful spotlights were turned off, replaced by bright lighting which made many uncomfortable.

"Quiet, everyone! Please quiet down! All eyes on me, I have an announcement to make!"

Miyazaki Yu, slightly overweight and smartly dressed, took the microphone in hand and strode confidently onto the stage.

Immediately, everyone instinctively turned their attention to him.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Miyazaki Yu pulled out a bag of shiny, translucent ice from his pocket and looked around, saying, "What I’m holding in my hand is a bag of ’23’!"

’23’ was the name Jing Shang had given to this new type of ice because it had first been successfully synthesized on the 23rd, and he had chosen the name to commemorate that.

Although the audience didn’t understand what Miyazaki Yu was up to, they all cheered because they knew that ’23’ was the best stuff on the market at the moment.

"I have a large supply of this product, and if you gentlemen are willing to work for me, I will provide you with 5 grams of ’23’ each month for free. Additionally, you will be able to take goods from me for sale at $100 per gram, and any extra profit is yours!"

Neither Miyazaki Yu nor Jing Shang had previously been involved in drug activities, nor had they experienced large-scale drug trafficking, and naturally didn’t have the relevant channels and networks.

The only people they could reach in this circle were these low-level drug hounds, so to expand quickly, they decided to simply recruit these drug hounds to work for them and control them with drugs and money.

After all, what they had plenty of now was the product.

These drug hounds were people who would do anything for a hit, take a couple of hits, give them a gun, and they’d even charge at a tank.

This way, even if they clashed with the violent gangs, they could stand up to them with the sheer number of drug hounds.

"So, gentlemen, are you willing to work with me?"

While the people below were still in shock, Miyazaki Yu turned around and, with one move, ripped the red cloth off a small cart, revealing a small mountain of ’23’.

At that moment, all the drug hounds went wild.

"Ooooh!" "I’m willing!" "I’m willing!"

"I swear to follow in the boss’s footsteps!"

"Let ’23’ take over the world. Anyone who stands in our way, we’ll tear them to shreds and feed them to the fish!"

The cries from the crowd grew louder and louder.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Miyazaki Yu felt his blood boiling as he grabbed a handful of ’23’ and threw it out, "You gentlemen enjoy yourselves to the fullest tonight!"

He put down the microphone, stepped off the stage, and went over to a friend with whom he often used drugs, "How did it go with the gun dealer you contacted?"

Having used drugs, Miyazaki Yu had naturally come into contact with the other dark corners of society, and it just so happened he had a friend who knew someone who trafficked in guns.

"It’s all set up, 50 pistols, 10 rifles, 10 submachine guns, with all the bullets thrown in for free, totaling 5,000 rounds," his friend replied.

Purchasing so many guns and bullets at once would probably leave even the Yamaguchi Group stunned, after all, since the laws against violent gangs, the Black Society rarely used guns.

This was the disaster that came from outsiders who didn’t understand an industry yet rashly stepped into it. Miyazaki Yu and Jing Shang were about to give Sapporo’s violent gangs a little shock.

"Ossu, very good." Miyazaki Yu patted his friend’s shoulder, his fighting spirit high, "Our great endeavor is about to set sail. Also, see if you can find some wanted hard cases, preferably with blood on their hands but who are sane enough not to touch drugs."

He was a drug hound himself, so he was well aware that these drug hounds were good enough for distributing drugs and committing murder, but they couldn’t be used for the long term or they might screw things up. Hence, he still needed to recruit a few "heroes" with clear heads.

"I’ll try and dig around!" his friend, frowning in thought, nodded and agreed after a moment.

Miyazaki Yu continued, "Money is not an issue."