Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 531 - 458: An Ordinary Missing Person Case, Lacking Service Awareness (Asking for Monthly Passes)

Chapter 531: Chapter 458: An Ordinary Missing Person Case, Lacking Service Awareness (Asking for Monthly Passes)

Aoyama Xiu Xin finished his meal and returned to his office, spotting Hattori from afar, already waiting outside.

"Senior Police Director!" Hattori turned around when he heard the footsteps, bowing actively in greeting.

Japanese people are generally short and when bowing in front of Aoyama, it accentuated a satisfying feeling of superiority.

Aoyama nodded in response but did not stop walking, continuing to his office.

Hattori quickly bent over and hastened his steps to get ahead, opening the door for Aoyama and following him in after he entered, then closing the door.

"Senior Police Director, this is the interrogation record," Hattori said after Aoyama sat down, handing over the document he was holding.

Aoyama took it casually and began to flip through it.

The old man’s son was named Kudou Kei, a security guard at a food company. On January 13th, he went to work the night shift, and then he disappeared. Kudou Kei’s supervisor and colleagues all said he wasn’t feeling well that day and had left work early to go home around three in the morning.

The factory management showed the old man footage from the factory gate; Kudou really did leave on his bicycle just after three in the morning and then simply vanished without a trace.

"Since we’ve opened a case, we might as well investigate thoroughly," Aoyama said after finishing reading the record.

It didn’t matter if a case was not filed, but once it was, the crime rate increased, and the pressure was on not to let the solve rate drop.

However, he didn’t take this case seriously; it was just a common disappearance.

But it was an opportunity to test Hattori’s abilities.

Hattori felt Aoyama’s intent to test him and replied, "Yes! Senior Police Director, rest assured, I will do my utmost to uncover the truth."

Aoyama waved him off dismissively.

The end of the workday was approaching quickly.

"Knock knock knock."

Aoyama was busy packing his briefcase with things to take home when the knocking started. Without turning around, he called out, "Come in."

"Mr. Aoyama, care to join us for a drink? We’re all waiting for you," Oda Take said, entering the room with an invitation.

"It’s Minister Oda," Aoyama stopped and turned around, smiling, "No, thank you. I have some matters to attend to today. Another time, and the drinks will be on me."

The Japanese like to bond over drinks at the izakaya after work. He joined them occasionally to fit in, but doing so every day bored him stiff.

Even going out drinking with a group of beauties would get tiresome eventually, let alone daily gatherings with a bunch of old men. His rank and status also meant he didn’t need to blend into the group through frequent social gatherings.

"Alright," said Oda Take, not pressing the matter. If it were a regular subordinate who dared to refuse, he would’ve taught them the meaning of workplace bullying.

After packing up, Aoyama headed out, with Jin Yucheng already there to pick him up.

Since arriving in Hokkaido, unless he specifically requested otherwise, Jin Yucheng didn’t just follow him in a separate car, but served directly as his driver.

In Tokyo, a little Senior Police Director driving a Mercedes was enough, let alone having a driver — that’d be too conspicuous.

But in Hokkaido, none of this was a problem, especially since his police rank had risen another level.

"Mr. Aoyama!"

Just as he was stepping out of the police department, a cheery female voice reached his ears. Aoyama stopped and looked in the direction of the voice to see a pink BMW roadster parked not far away. The cute and charming Miyashita Ryouko, with her hair up in a bun, leaned halfway out of the car window, smiling and frantically waving at him.

With the motion of her waving, proud curves trembled accordingly.

Damn it, how did this spirited little sister find this place?

"Miss Liangzi, what brings you here?" Aoyama signaled Jin Yucheng to wait and walked over.

Although the snow had started to melt, it was still quite cold. Yet, Miyashita Ryouko was only wearing a colorful tube top, exposing her flat stomach and smooth shoulders. A pair of tender and sizeable assets was squeezed out prominently.

On the passenger seat, there was a beige trench coat, probably for her to wear outside to keep warm.

But overall, these Japanese sure are resistant to cold!

No wonder they can plant potatoes in Siberia.

Not only are they cold-tolerant, but they’re also heat-resistant; they didn’t mutter a word during the intense heat from the atomic bomb explosion.

No surprise that the impressive Japanese warriors are called ninjas.

It really is a resilient nation.

Miyashita Ryouko leaned out the car window, looking up playfully with a lively smile, "Didn’t I say I’d take you to a bar with pretty hostesses? Get in the car!"

"Miss Liangzi, I have matters to attend to today," Aoyama replied, not expecting her to be serious and feeling a bit of a headache. Then, somewhat frivolously and lewdly, he added, "Besides, could they be more beautiful than you?"

I’ve already shown such humility.

Can’t you just take a dislike to me?

"Ah! Really?" Miyashita Ryouko seemed flattered and shyly bit her lip, her eyes seductive, "I can also join you for a drink."

"I’d rather drink yours," Aoyama said.

Her face flushed a deep red, and in a voice as slight as a mosquito’s, she said, "That’s not allowed, unless it’s give and take. If you let me have a taste of yours, then I’ll let you taste mine."

Her eyes were filled with eager anticipation.

Aoyama: "......"

"I have to go," he replied, not eager to be labeled as someone who cheated a woman with a mental disability into bed.

Miyashita Ryouko’s words made him stop, "I know lots of girls; I can get them to help you land construction projects in other cities of Hokkaido."

Aoyama sharply turned back to look at her.

"I overheard my dad and my brother talking about it," Miyashita Ryouko explained, then raised the stakes, "My girlfriends are all from high-ranking officials’ families in Hokkaido’s various cities. Whatever you want to do locally, you will need the local officials’ cooperation and support, right?"

Xiu Xin Aoyama suddenly realized she wasn’t mentally impaired.

She just had a quirky mind, different from most people.

"Since Miss Liangzi has so graciously invited me, it would be rather inappropriate to refuse her repeatedly," Aoyama Xiu Xin said with poise, in a reserved tone.

A real man can bend and stretch.

He could play superficial brothers with that ungrateful Naoyuki Miyashita and also be friends with Miyashita Ryouko.

Besides, Ryouko’s social network and recognition were definitely stronger than Naoyuki’s, after all, being the mayor’s illegitimate child was quite impressive in the eyes of ordinary people, and both businessmen and officials would give him some face.

But to other "second-generation" officials, he seemed rather low-class, and these proud officials were certainly not as accommodating as the sly old hands in politics, so the quality of his social circle wasn’t anything to brag about.

Ryouko, on the other hand, was different. She was the legitimate daughter of Hidekatsu Miyashita, and as the youngest daughter, she was doted on like no other, naturally elevating her social circle far above Naoyuki’s.

A pleased hum escaped from Ryouko; she laughed, patted the passenger seat, and spat out two words, "Get in."

"Wait," Aoyama Xiu Xin gave his briefcase to Jin Yucheng before boarding Ryouko’s car.

Only then did he see that she was wearing denim hotpants on her lower body, revealing a pair of fair, long legs wrapped in leaky black fishnet stockings.

Her feet were in slim-heeled, knee-high leather boots, her look was cute, sexy, and a touch rebellious.

"Miss Liangzi, aren’t you cold?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked incredulously, as he needed to put on a coat in this weather to stay warm.

"Cold? Sure, but looking gorgeous is more important. Besides, haven’t I brought a long windbreaker? Hold tight, we’re off!"

"For the love of... Miss Liangzi, slow down!"

"Hehe, Mr. Aoyama, I’m going to speed up!"

.........

Ten minutes later, the car stopped outside a high-end club, and Aoyama Xiu Xin got out as well.

That bastard Naoyuki, not only did he choose the wrong path, but he also led his sister astray. Ryouko drove like a bat out of hell, weaving in and out of traffic, making Aoyama’s heart leap to his throat, worrying about a car accident starting all over again.

"Did I drive too fast?" Ryouko turned to look at him with a playful expression. "I didn’t expect the renowned ’Police Tiger’ to be so timid."

"You didn’t drive too fast, you were flying too low!" Aoyama Xiu Xin said irritably.

Ryouko giggled and without responding to his comment, took out the keys, grabbed her small purse, closed the car door, "Here we are, let’s go, Mr. Aoyama."

"Miss Miyashita," a handsome attendant greeted them. Bowing, he took the keys from Ryouko, "Please, come inside."

"There," Ryouko took out some cash from her bag and threw it to the attendant before heading in, swaying her hips without looking back.

The roundness of her buttocks undulated beneath the denim hotpants.

"Thank you, Miss Miyashita!" the attendant bowed deeply, only straightening up to pick up the cash from the floor once Ryouko’s footsteps were no longer audible.

"This way, Miss Miyashita."

After entering, two attendants showed the way.

Aoyama Xiu Xin looked at Ryouko, who seemed quite familiar with the place, and asked, "Do you come here often?"

"Yeah, it gets boring alone; I often invite friends to hang out here," Ryouko answered casually.

Aoyama Xiu Xin was taken aback. When Ryouko mentioned using her brother’s card, he thought she was just curious and had come here once, but it turns out she was a regular, and even brought friends along. Why do women have to make it difficult for one another?

However, it was actually his first time coming out with a woman to play with women, which was a rather unique experience.

Having demonstrated her usefulness, Ryouko was now worth befriending, so the request from Naoyuki had long since been tossed out of his mind.

Since Ryouko liked his bold and shameless side, he decided to play along and be a bit more shameless later.

For now, he’d keep his real image of rectitude, selflessness, and purity hidden.

The attendants led them to a double-door private room. Each attendant grabbed a door handle and pulled open the door, releasing a wave of laughter, music, and various scents.

"Let’s go," Ryouko pulled him inside.

On the large wraparound sofa sat four beautiful women, flamboyantly dressed and with attractive figures, wearing sexy and revealing outfits and frolicking with each other.

Now he believed Ryouko hadn’t lied; the quality of the hostesses here was indeed high!

What mattered was the air they carried, free from any heavy makeup or worldly weariness, an aura of arrogance and aloofness.

Without waiting for Ryouko or the women to speak, he began his performance.

"Yo! Miss Liangzi, this place is indeed great," Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed, walked over, sat among the women, pulled one into his embrace, kissed each one left and right, "I like this!"

Ryouko stood agape, frozen in place.

The four women on the sofa were equally stunned.

"Ah! Idiot! What are you doing?"

The two women he had embraced and kissed first reacted, cursing in shock and anger while reaching out to slap his face.

"Idiot!" Aoyama Xiu Xin frowned, caught the women’s slapping hands, looked up at Ryouko, and said, "Service awareness isn’t quite there."

"Pfft!" Ryouko burst out laughing, bending over with laughter, tears forming in her eyes as she said intermittently, "They... they’re not any hostesses, they’re my friends."

"What!" Aoyama Xiu Xin’s face changed abruptly as he stood up, releasing the women’s hands, "You said..."

"Yeah," Ryouko, enjoying his confusion immensely, "I thought you wanted me to introduce you to some people, so I decided to bring you to my friends’ gathering instead. Who knew you’d be so lecherous, acting rashly at the sight of women."

Aoyama Xiu Xin: "..."

Seriously, damn it.