Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 473 - 413: A Hall Full of Beasts All Smiling, Turning Hostile Without Mercy and Not Recognizing Anyone

Chapter 473: Chapter 413: A Hall Full of Beasts All Smiling, Turning Hostile Without Mercy and Not Recognizing Anyone

"Yamashita Deputy Minister..." Fujimoto Takayoshi paused for a moment, then smiled and continued, "He’s different from us. To use an old Chinese saying, he’s like a lotus that rises from the mud without being tainted. But he’s also a rational person who can recognize reality and just wants to live a stable life. He won’t disrupt our plans, basic respect toward him will suffice."

"I see," Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded in sudden realization. Yamashita Kogoro was fully aware of the internal corruption but was powerless to change it and didn’t want to kick against the pricks, hence he only asked for personal integrity.

This is what led to his peculiar position within the police headquarters; everyone ostracized him from the larger collective, yet spontaneously afforded him a certain degree of face.

When the environment is rotten enough, those who do not rot with it are already considered precious.

Fujimoto Takayoshi didn’t continue on this subject and brought up another matter, "Mr. Aoyama, there’s something I need to inform you about. Miyazaki Yu went to the General Affairs Department tonight, carrying money and bullets, and visited the heads of the Police and Security Departments. He tried to intimidate and tempt them, aiming to replace the original big four Violent Gangs and cooperate with us. He will likely visit everyone here one by one, what do you think about this?"

Miyazaki Yu’s case was under Aoyama Xiu Xin’s responsibility.

So, it was naturally necessary to give him a heads-up.

"Daydreaming!" Aoyama Xiu Xin, who just dispatched Miyazaki Yu with indignation, commented calmly, "Such an unprincipled, overstepping individual is like a bomb about to explode at any moment. Working with him, setting aside the potential benefits for a second, will eventually blow us all up. I believe everyone here shares the spirit of patriotism and values their careers over money."

Listening is important. If Miyazaki Yu had the audacity to orchestrate a spree of shooting incidents the night before, who knows what he would dare the next. Those willing to be lapdogs are a dime a dozen, which bureaucrat would be insane enough to choose such a person?

"Indeed, Mr. Aoyama’s concerns are also our worries," the Head of Security Department nodded gravely and added solemnly, "Knowing that to refuse him could lead that madman to actualize his threats, we pacified him for now, suggesting that when he approaches others, everyone might endure momentarily and superficially agree to his demands to lower his guard."

"But we cannot delay for too long. Since this matter is under Mr. Aoyama’s charge, it needs to be handled promptly." Fujimoto Takayoshi locked eyes with Aoyama Xiu Xin, unconsciously fidgeting with his wine glass.

Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded, lifted his wine glass, took a sip, and said, "Head of Department and gentlemen, rest assured, I have successfully planted an undercover into the Miyazaki family. He has already earned Miyazaki Yu’s trust, and I believe he will soon gather sufficient evidence of his crimes."

The head of his own undercover operatives was sent to be killed by his directives; Nozaki Cangjian got such a ludicrous supervisor due to the bad karma he accumulated in his past life.

"Oh?" Fujimoto Takayoshi’s eyes brightened, he straightened up a bit, and smilingly praised, "Mr. Aoyama is truly an expert in this area. You’ve made such a significant move without any fanfare, infiltrating their ranks so quickly. We look forward to receiving good news then."

Originally, he planned to discuss with Aoyama Xiu Xin about fabricating evidence and framing Miyazaki Yu to catch or perhaps directly kill him during the arrest.

First, we needed to eliminate this unstable element.

Stability trumps all.

This kind of instability needed to be eradicated as early as possible.

Maintaining stability is a high priority for the government.

But he didn’t expect Aoyama Xiu Xin already to have made such significant progress. Since it seemed likely they could legitimately convict him in the short term, there was no need to go through the trouble of framing, which might complicate matters.

"Hey! Please, Head of Department, and gentlemen, give me a little more time, just wait and see," Aoyama Xiu Xin said solemnly, lifting his wine glass and signaling to everyone around before downing his drink. He wiped the corner of his mouth and spoke with finality, "I will definitely bring him to justice!"

Before he came, he had already pronounced the death sentence on the other party.

And it was carried out immediately.

As enforcers of the law, they had brought him to justice, after all, he was sentenced to death after being caught.

"Alright, alright, business talk is over, now let’s move on to pleasures of the flesh, without mentioning work, and speaking of pleasures, it naturally involves beauties." Fujimoto Takayoshi leaned back after putting down his glass and clapped his hands, "Come in!"

Following his command, the door to Changzi Gate slowly opened, and a group of women wearing various ornaments in their hair and a decent amount of makeup, yet dressed in semi-transparent kimonos, floated in one after another. You could faintly see that beneath the kimonos there was nothing; they only wore uniform thin black stockings on their legs.

The women seemed to be around 20 years old, all over 160 cm tall, with fair and smooth skin, curvaceous figures, and beautiful faces without obvious flaws.

Once inside the private room, these women lined up in a row and slightly stepped forward with one leg, offering a view of long voluptuous legs in black silk, a visual impact that took the breath away of the already drunk crowd, leaving them parched and lusting.

Why do we all work so hard... cough, strive so hard? Isn’t it to grasp power when awake, and to lie with beauties when drunk? Power may be far off, but the beauty’s lap is something we can thoroughly enjoy right now.

Fujimoto Takayoshi stood up, his belly protruding, and walked in front of the women. His greasy, coarse hands swept over each of their legs as he laughed loudly,

"Gentlemen, these are all students from Hokkaido Art University, multi-talented in various arts, proficient in wind, string, percussion, and keyboard instruments. Out of gratitude for everyone’s contribution to Hokkaido’s public security, they volunteered to form a comfort troupe to reward you all. Don’t disappoint their intentions."

The art university’s existence hadn’t produced many artists, but it provided a great deal of resources for high-end clubs. With the surge in unemployment rates, students from this field always found work.

"Hey!" The crowd chorused in response, then completely shed all inhibitions, rushing forward to grab the women with exclamations of surprise, and brought them back to their seats.

"Ah! Sir, please don’t, can we drink first, ah! I’m so shy with so many people here."

"Hahaha, what are you shy about? Move your hand, let me take a look, come on, let me have a look."

A cacophony of laughter and teasing from men and women filled the air, mingled with various vulgar conversations.

Watching this scene, Aoyama Xiu Xin felt quite helpless.

Why do all corrupt officials end up with women at their internal gatherings, turning so lewd?

How is a decent man supposed to cope?

Forget it, when in Rome, do as the Romans do, he thought.

He could only choose two female university students and experienced their professionally trained oral skills.

These two students were also pitiful, wolfing down any good thing they had, competing to devour it.

As a director, Aoyama Xiu Xin had an artistic sense and considerable accomplishment in his craft.

So, he casually instructed the two of them, who were diligent and eager, which comforted him, and he generously instructed them, and ultimately both women received a plentiful reward.

.........

"Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling!"

The following day, Aoyama Xiu Xin was woken up by the ringing of his phone.

He groggily opened his eyes, pushed away the two beautiful young girls clinging to him with tear-streaked faces, got out of bed, and picked up the phone from the floor to answer it.

"Moshi moshi?"

The previous night had been late, so he had stayed over at the club with Fujimoto Takayoshi and other beasts of men.

"Senior Police Director, this is Nozaki. I have urgent news to report—Miyazaki Yu is unreachable! I suspect something bad may have happened to him," Nozaki Cangjian said.

Don’t suspect; you’re right about that.

Pretending ignorance, Xiu Xin asked, "Could it be he got drunk last night and still hasn’t woken up?"

"That’s impossible. He asked me to come to his place at this time, but his family said he never came home last night and isn’t answering his phone. I suspect he might have been murdered in a retaliatory strike by one of the four major violent gangs," Nozaki Cangjian confidently analyzed.

After pondering for a moment and noticing the two women waking up due to the noise of his phone call, Xiu Xin decisively grabbed one of the girls’ hair and pushed her head down, "Ah! Hiss—Considering his identity and his actions, that possibility certainly can’t be ruled out."

Seeing this, the other woman quickly scrambled over on hands and knees, her round posterior actively seeking attention.

"What should I do next if he really is dead?" asked Nozaki Cangjian, clearly at a loss.

Stroking the heads of the two women like petting dogs, Xiu Xin encouraged them, "Of course, you’ll continue your undercover work. Power doesn’t exist in a vacuum; even if Miyazaki Yu is dead, the Miyazaki family hasn’t disbanded. Someone will definitely take his place. Wait for my further orders."

Even though Miyazaki Yu had died, and the recipe for batch number 23 might have been lost with him, the goods they’d produced before were enough to sustain the gang for a short period, until Aoyama Xiu Xin could destroy them.

"Hi!" Nozaki Cangjian replied, hearing the ice-cream-eating sounds on the other end, he said, "Then, I won’t disturb you further, and will contact you when there’s news."

"Don’t be in a rush to hang up," Xiu Xin said.

Nozaki Cangjian didn’t catch his superior’s implication at first but since he was told not to hang up, he obediently stayed on the line. After several minutes and hearing the relaxing exhalation on the other end followed by the busy signal of a hung-up call, he then realized what was happening; a thousand curses raced through his mind.

Damn it, using me to get aroused, act like a human being!

After hanging up the phone, Xiu Xin went to the bathroom to wash up and then came out to get dressed, preparing to go to work.

"Senior Police Director, we can’t bear to let you go—leave us a card, and we’ll call you tonight, okay?"

The two women clung onto him from both sides, coquettishly.

"Scram," Xiu Xin said coldly.

Typical behavior—pulling up his trousers and then turning heartless.

These kinds of women were just for occasional tasting, not worth revisiting; he was quite picky in taste.

At Xiu Xin’s reprimand, the two women panicked, quickly let go of him, backed away two steps, and bowed deeply, their pale faces trembling with fear.

Xiu Xin paid them no attention. Dressed now, he took out his wallet, pulled out a wad of cash, and casually tossed it on the floor before turning and leaving without a backward glance.

"Clang!"

Only when the door closed did the two women finally breathe a sigh of relief, casting aside their dignity as they scrambled on the floor, each trying to grab the tip first.

Like two little dogs fighting over a bone.

When Xiu Xin walked through the police headquarters’ entrance again, he noticed everyone was much friendlier toward him—a certain familiarity reserved for one of their own.

And starting from today, many low-ranking bureaucrats like Mikuriya Shouta went out of their way to get close to Xiu Xin, expressing their eagerness to serve him loyally.

This was the advantage of successfully integrating into the group.

Sitting in his office, Xiu Xin made a call to the Investigation Section III office, "This is Aoyama Xiu Xin, send Inspector Mikuriya Shouta over."

"Hi!"

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Come in."

Mikuriya Shouta entered, closing the door behind him, and advanced to bow respectfully, "Deputy Director, did you want to see me?"

He knew that Xiu Xin had won the approval of Fujimoto Takayoshi, so he anticipated that more people like him would soon flock to Xiu Xin’s side. Being the first, he had to maintain his lead, or else it would be easy for others to overtake him, so he was more deferential than ever.

"Mr. Yonekura, could you look up the current status of the Yamaguchi Group, the Beihai Family, Tangben Group, and Matsuboto Association for me?" Xiu Xin said, signing a document in his hand before looking up at him.

Based on past experiences in Tokyo, he knew that prosperous development in the area couldn’t be achieved without a dependable violent gang to serve as muscle and informants.

Rather than fostering some smaller gang, it would be better to pick someone from one of these four major gangs and help them rise to power.

After all, including their leaders, these four families had been almost eliminated, and their internal struggle for power was now ongoing—this was the perfect opportunity for him to interfere.

And these four gangs were all old strategic partners of the police headquarters. It’s always good to stick with the old, reliable allies.

Yonekura replied with a brisk "Hi!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin waved his hand to dismiss him.

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