Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 485 - 422: I’ve Finished Speaking, Who Agrees? Who Disagrees? (Vote for Monthly Pass!)

Chapter 485: Chapter 422: I’ve Finished Speaking, Who Agrees? Who Disagrees? (Vote for Monthly Pass!)

The following day, Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t go to work.

Because today he was to help his stepson fight for the family inheritance.

After finishing breakfast at home, he was driven by Jin Yucheng for the second time to the Nanshan Tea House.

Mikuriya Shouta had also brought a carload of police as backup.

Just in case, after all, he was facing members of the Black Society.

Once inside, there were only Qingshui Yasuko and her son Qingshui Yi. Qingshui Yasuko seemed to particularly like wearing kimonos, and today she was in a white embroidered one.

She, who was over thirty and mother to a child, managed to evoke a sense of purity.

"Chief of Police Qing Mountain, you’ve arrived," Qingshui Yasuko promptly rose to greet him, then turned to her son who had also stood up and said, "Quickly greet the Chief of Police, Qing Mountain."

"Greetings, Chief of Police," Qingshui Yi looked up to the man before him, who was a few years older and remarkably handsome, and bowed deeply with full reverence and respect.

"There’s no need for formalities, we’re practically family," responded Aoyama Xiu Xin with an amiable smile, stepping forward and casually wrapping an arm around Qingshui Yasuko’s waist, "Please, have a seat."

Seeing this scene, Qingshui Yi froze on the spot.

"Chief of Police, not like this," Qingshui Yasuko’s body stiffened, and without daring to pull away, she bit her moist red lips and looked at him with pleading eyes, hoping that Aoyama Xiu Xin would allow her to maintain her dignity and decorum as a mother.

Qingshui Yi finally snapped to his senses, fury igniting, and with eyes bloodshot, he lashed out hysterically, "Idiot! Get your filthy hands off my mother’s waist, you damned bastard!"

As his words fell, driven by uncontrollable rage, he swung his fist towards Aoyama Xiu Xin.

It’s believed no son could stand such a sight.

"Yi! Don’t!" Qingshui Yasuko, startled and pale with fear, stepped in front of Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Qingshui Yi had no choice but to stop in his tracks, his eyes red as he trembled, "Mom, move aside!"

"No! You cannot do this! Please, calm down," Qingshui Yasuko pleaded, her lips pressed tightly together, shaking her head repeatedly.

Standing behind her, Aoyama Xiu Xin watched with interest, even nonchalantly pulling out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket and starting to smoke.

To Qingshui Yi, this attitude only fueled his hatred, and he roared, "Mom! That bastard dares to molest you, I must teach him a lesson today!"

"Ha! Molest?" Aoyama Xiu Xin couldn’t help but laugh, flicking the ash from his cigarette contemptuously, and audaciously pinching Qingshui Yasuko’s plump buttocks, he playfully asked, "Mrs. Qingshui, have I molested you?"

As for her husband, he’d had his way with her already.

This son, however, was a first.

"No, I haven’t," feeling his hand freely kneading her buttocks, and in front of her son no less, Qingshui Yasuko blushed with shame, her voice shaking as she insisted, "Yi, calm down, the Chief of Police Qing Mountain hasn’t molested me, he respects me very much."

"Respect? Is this his respect?" Qingshui Yi, his eyes filled with bloodshot rage bellowed, "Since he hasn’t molested you, does that mean you’re willing? Do you realize father has just passed away, ah! How could you do this? How can you face his spirit in heaven?"

"Wuu wuu wuu," faced with her son’s accusations, a heart full of shame and grief made Qingshui Yasuko sob behind her hands, her tears falling like pearls off a broken string.

Aoyama Xiu Xin moved his hand from her buttocks to her waist and pulled her into his embrace, gazing at Qingshui Yi with a smirk, "Your mother is doing this precisely to honor your father’s spirit in heaven. If you had shown a bit more spine, she wouldn’t have had to submit herself to me to protect your father’s business, right?"

After speaking, he took another drag of his cigarette.

"Is... is that so?" Qingshui Yi’s face shifted between shades of pale and flushed, overwhelmed with humiliation and rage, he bellowed, "Is it because you slept with him that he agreed to support me? If I must rely on such means to become the leader, then I would rather not be one!"

As his statement echoed, he turned to leave.

Youths are hot-tempered.

"Go ahead, leave. If you do, you’ll never become the leader in this lifetime, and your beautiful mother would’ve slept with me for nothing," said Aoyama Xiu Xin lightly.

He wasn’t at all afraid that Qingshui Yi would hold a grudge against him; he was just a tool to control, and loyalty was not necessary.

And by controlling his mother.

He naturally controlled him too.

Besides, Aoyama Xiu Xin believed that the more Qingshui Yi understood about him, the more he would only come to fear him. The courage to throw a punch now was due purely to ignorance.

Qingshui Yasuko also quickly stifled her cries, anxiously persuading her son, "Yi, don’t be rash, your mother is willing to do anything for you, now thank the Police Chief, listen to your mother!"

Qingshui Yi abruptly stopped in his tracks, his back to them as his face cycled through agony and anger, his jaw clenched, but he didn’t continue to walk away.

"Enough of your pitiful pride and so-called dignity. What you care about means nothing to me," said Aoyama Xiu Xin, hugging the teary Qingshui Yasuko as he sat down, flicking more ash and stating, "Three seconds to come back. Otherwise, get lost and stop being an eyesore. There are plenty who want to be my dog, but sadly, they don’t have a beautiful mother like yours. You should treasure that."

Hearing this, Qingshui Yi’s inner rage and humiliation surged, yet he ultimately suppressed his fury, slowly turned around, and without a word, knelt down before Aoyama Xiu Xin, his hands touching the ground as he performed the deep bow of obeisance.

Seeing this, Qingshui Yasuko’s heart, which had been in suspense, finally settled. She knew her son had grown a bit more that day.

"Ah!" she suddenly exclaimed.

Because Aoyama Xiu Xin had started ’fishing.’

The fresh abalone was slippery and elusive.

"Stop, please don’t, Police Chief, I’m begging you, not in front of him," Qingshui Yasuko desperately pleaded with a voice already choked with sobs.

Qingshui Yi, lying on the ground, listened to his mother’s voice, closed his eyes in pain, clenched his fists tighter and tighter, as veins bulged on his forehead.

"Ha." Aoyama Xiu Xin chuckled, pushed Qingshui Yasuko away, stood up, walked to Qingshui Yi with a cigarette in his mouth, hands on hips, and looked down at him, "Lift your head."

Qingshui Yi slowly lifted his head, looking up at the tall, burly man before him, his eyes full of rage.

"Thinking that one day, once you become a big shot, you’ll definitely get back at me?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked with a smile, without waiting for an answer, he bent over and said word by word, "But let me tell you, by the time you become a big shot, you won’t dare to retaliate against me, you’ll revere me, ingratiate yourself with me, because the higher your status, the clearer you’ll realize having your mom climb into my bed is a great blessing and honor for both you and your mother."

Qingshui Yi dismissed the words with disdain, only thinking of enduring the humiliation for the moment and determined to repay it a hundredfold in the future.

Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled again and didn’t offer further explanation.

He turned back to his seat, pulling Qingshui Yasuko back into his arms, hands wandering over her, "Get up and take a seat."

Qingshui Yi rose silently.

"Bang!" Aoyama Xiu Xin spit out the cigarette butt onto Qingshui Yi’s face, "Are you mute?"

"Thank you, Senior Police Director." Qingshui Yi’s voice was hoarse as he spoke, then stiffly sat down.

"Knock knock knock!" A knocking sounded, followed by a voice, "Madam, may I come in?"

Qingshui Yasuko looked back at Aoyama Xiu Xin, hoping he would let her go to meet the visitors with dignity.

But there was no change on Aoyama Xiu Xin’s face.

Qingshui Yasuko, having experienced this man’s domineering and strong-willed nature, could only sigh, "Come in."

Then the door was pushed open, and two middle-aged men in their forties and a young man in his thirties walked in.

They were the three most powerful directors of the Beihai Family after the recent upheaval—Xiao Lin Guidoku, Honjo Yuho, and Uesugi Nobunaga.

Upon seeing the scene inside the room, the three men froze, and then their expressions gradually turned sour.

They had all realized what was about to happen.

The three suppressed their thoughts and bowed to Aoyama Xiu Xin and Qingshui Yasuko as they approached.

"Chief of Police Aoyama, Madam."

"Sit." Aoyama Xiu Xin uttered a word.

After thanking him, the three men found their seats.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, with one hand wandering under Qingshui Yasuko’s dress on her thigh and the other lifting a teacup to his lips, took a sip, "It was I who had Yasuko invite you here today. I believe you gentlemen are aware of what I’m about to say, so I’ll get straight to the point. Put aside your disputes and support Qingshui Yi as the next family head."

Although the three men had already guessed his intention,

their faces still turned rather ugly.

"Chief of Police Aoyama, forgive me for being frank, but Director Fujimoto has always refrained from interfering in our Violent Gang’s internal affairs," Uesugi Nobunaga, the youngest, said tersely, barely containing his dissatisfaction and anger.

"Is that so? I’m new here, I wasn’t aware," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied nonchalantly, then looked at him and asked, "But what if I do want to interfere?"

"Slap!" Uesugi Nobunaga suddenly stood up and said coldly, "Then I’ll have to ask the director to decide!"

"Excellent! Excellent, excellent!" Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed heartily, clapping his hands, and stood up after pushing Qingshui Yasuko away, continuing to applaud, "Uesugi-kun, you’ve got quite the spirit."

"Chief of Police Aoyama, Hokkaido has its own rules. Don’t think I’m afraid of you just because you’re from Tokyo! You want me to give up my advantage for this kid to call the shots with just a word? You don’t carry that much weight!" Uesugi Nobunaga said icily.

He was the one with the largest advantage among the three, so naturally, his reaction to Aoyama Xiu Xin was the strongest.

Aoyama Xiu Xin’s face turned cold, and he suddenly lunged forward, grabbing Uesugi Nobunaga’s head and smashing it downward.

"Crash!"

A loud noise ensued, Uesugi Nobunaga’s body immediately lost balance, tilting to the side, his head slamming heavily onto the table, breaking through the surface, his neck stuck inside, broken shards and splinters penetrating his throat, blood pouring out, legs thrashing involuntarily, uttering unintelligible sounds, hands flailing without finding leverage, until he stopped moving, dead.

The pungent scent of blood permeated the room.

The dripping sound of blood was particularly grating.

Honjo Yuho and Xiao Lin Guidoku were so frightened that they stood up instantly, shocked and fearful at the scene before them.

Qingshui Yasuko’s face also turned paler.

Qingshui Yi was dumbstruck, never having expected Aoyama Xiu Xin to kill Uesugi Nobunaga in a fit of rage.

"You ungrateful thing," Aoyama Xiu Xin cursed, took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and leisurely wiped his hands, casually saying to Honjo Yuho and Xiao Lin Guidoku, "His territory is yours to split now. Qingshui Yi will be the head. I’ve said my piece. Who’s in favor, and who’s against?"

"We are! In favor! We will follow all of the Senior Police Director’s arrangements!" The two men shuddered, looked at each other, and nodded their heads like bobbleheads.

Aoyama Xiu Xin grabbed the stunned Qingshui Yasuko, pulled her into his arms, and left without turning back.

No sooner had he stepped out the door than Mikuriya Shouta led a group of police officers in to process the scene.

"Remove the body! Clean up the blood!"

"Erase all fingerprints and footprints!"

"Take all surveillance under the guise of investigation."

Honjo Yuho, Xiao Lin Guidoku, and Qingshui Yi just stood there, dumbstruck, watching the spectacle.

At that moment, Qingshui Yi had a clearer understanding of the words Aoyama Xiu Xin had just spoken.

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