Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 76 - 72: Deputy Chief Aoyama is Too Kind and Will Suffer Losses (Vote for Monthly Ticket! Subscribe!)

Chapter 76: Chapter 72: Deputy Chief Aoyama is Too Kind and Will Suffer Losses (Vote for Monthly Ticket! Subscribe!)

Chief Jin Cheng Heiji arrived at Hattori’s office.

First, he informed Hattori of the case details, then he took the initiative to strategize. "Police Chief, Aoyama Xiu Xin is so arrogant and self-important. He wants to handle the case alone, which is a perfect opportunity. It’s the right time to use this to oust him."

"Oh?" Hattori signaled him to continue.

Chief Jin Cheng Heiji smiled slightly and said, "You just need to show your concern for this case, Chief, and set him a deadline to solve the case. If time is up and he fails to crack it, wouldn’t it be justifiable to kick out this failure?"

"Chief Jin Cheng," Hattori’s expression turned somewhat grim, and he said sternly, "I don’t like Aoyama Xiu Xin either and want to kick him out too, but that’s after catching him with evidence of illegal activity, not by tripping him up when he is doing his job!"

"He is now investigating the case, seriously carrying out his duties. Hindering him would be irresponsible to the citizens and to the job! I asked you to monitor him to catch evidence of his criminal violations, not to frame him. Don’t ever talk about this again."

"Yes, sir!" Chief Jin Cheng Heiji had not expected to be lambasted and immediately turned an awkward shade of green and white. He quickly bowed his head to admit his mistake and apologize.

Yet inwardly, he was somewhat irked, thinking that Hattori was being overly righteous—acting as a rat while trying to erect a shrine.

It seemed that to prompt Hattori into acting against Aoyama Xiu Xin,

He would need to first fabricate evidence of Aoyama’s wrongdoing.

Chief Jin Cheng Heiji decided to change his strategy.

About ten minutes later, Aoyama Xiu Xin and Yoshikai Yoshitsune met the person who reported the crime in the hospital’s ward.

She appeared to be in her early twenties with pleasant features, still not recovered from her shock, her complexion somewhat pale.

"Hello, we’re police from the Murder Section 1 of the Police Headquarters," Yoshikai Yoshitsune first showed his badge, then pointed at Aoyama Xiu Xin, "This is our Police Chief Aoyama. We have some questions for you."

"Yes," the woman responded cautiously.

Yoshikai Yoshitsune went to fetch a chair.

"Don’t be too nervous," Aoyama Xiu Xin said with a small smile as he sat down in front of the woman. "What’s your name?"

"Ashihara Ayaka."

"Good, Miss Ashihara. Were you close with Mikami Yasuko?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked.

Yoshikai Yoshitsune diligently took notes on the side.

Ashihara Ayaka nodded, sniffled, and said amidst sobs, "Yes, we are from the same hometown and also colleagues. She was my best friend in Tokyo."

"Did she have a boyfriend or a male friend she was close with?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked further.

"No... no," Ashihara Ayaka shook her head without hesitation, tears falling as she spoke in a crying voice, "Her brother needs to go to school, her father is heavily in debt due to gambling, and her mother is not well. She’s the sole support of the family, so she’s always been busy working to make money and living frugally. She doesn’t have the spare energy or finance for a boyfriend. She’s been single since I knew her."

The classic gambler father, a brother in school, sick mother, and the broken her...

"Please accept my condolences," Aoyama Xiu Xin said as he pulled a few tissues from the bedside table and handed them to her. "When did you last see her? Did she seem unusual in any way?"

"Thank... thank you," Ashihara Ayaka took the tissues and wiped her tears, choking up, "It was the night before last when we were at work. Nothing unusual, she was always a very cheerful person. She was supposed to work last night, too, but she didn’t show up. I called her and she didn’t answer. This morning I went to her house to find her, and I didn’t expect that, wu wu wu..."

Ashihara Ayaka couldn’t finish her sentence before she started sobbing intensely; when she looked up, her face was streaked with tears. "Police Chief Aoyama, please, please catch the killer. I know that to you, the lives of people like us are inexpensive, but... but I absolutely can’t bear to see her dying in vain, and in such a terrible way."

"Miss Ashihara, please calm down. To us at the Police Headquarters, every victim is equal; there’s no distinction between cheap and precious lives," Aoyama Xiu Xin gave a politically correct but useless assurance. Seeing that she was crying so hard that she could hardly breathe, he knew that it would be impossible to continue the questions, "We’ll take our leave now, but if you think of anything else, please contact me."

He took out a business card and placed it on the nightstand.

In Japan, nearly everyone with a proper job has a business card; it’s customary to exchange cards when meeting in a business context.

This is because Japanese social manners are very strict; the terms used, the tone of voice, and the angle of the bow change depending on the person’s identity and age. Presenting a business card upfront is intended to inform the other person of your status in society and what courtesy and attitude they should use to address you.

Aoyama Xiu Xin’s assessment of this was: ****.

"Deputy Director, we haven’t gotten any useful clues from Miss Ashihara. What should our next step in the investigation be?" Yoshikai Yoshitsune asked as they left the ward.

Aoyama Xiu Xin glanced at him, "Clearly you’ve forgotten what I’ve just said. I’ve already figured out this case; you don’t need to worry about the rest."

"Yes, sir!" Although Yoshikai Yoshitsune was completely mystified and curious, he dared not ask any further.

"Ding~"

At that moment, the elevator arrived and the doors opened to reveal a group of medical staff pushing a bed out; on the bed lay a young man, eyes tightly shut, his body riddled with all sorts of medical equipment.

It was Yamamoto Naohiro.

By his side, Mrs. Yamamoto was crying so hard she was nearly collapsing.

"What happened?" As a good police officer of the Japanese people, Aoyama Xiu Xin immediately showed his concern.

A nurse looked up and saw how handsome he was, responding enthusiastically to his curiosity, "He was crushed under a refrigerated truck, the lower half of his body... the scene was something, tsk tsk tsk."

Only because these medical staff were accustomed to bloodshed

Could they talk about it so lightly.

The average person would feel sick just by imagining the scene.

"Is that so? That’s really terrible," Aoyama Xiu Xin shook his head and looked towards Mrs. Yamamoto, "Please accept my condolences."

He, you see, was kind-hearted.

He couldn’t bear to witness such human tragedies.

So he chose not to look and entered the elevator.

"Shut up! My son isn’t dead yet, what’s there to mourn!" Mrs. Yamamoto’s voice shrilled as she shouted.

Aoyama Xiu Xin turned back with a smile, "If that’s your attitude, then I reckon his time is coming soon."

As his voice fell, the elevator doors slowly closed.

Scared pale, Mrs. Yamamoto wanted to say something more, but the elevator doors had already shut, leaving her to walk away forlornly, supporting her son’s bed.

Aoyama Xiu Xin pressed the button for the 12th floor, "You go back to the Police Headquarters on your own. I have an old subordinate hospitalized here. Since I’m already here, I might as well visit."

Tanaka Noriaki was also receiving treatment in this hospital.

"Hey!" Yoshikai Youzai bowed in response, sneaking a glance at Aoyama Xiu Xin, his eyes full of admiration.

Of course, he had also heard the rumors about Aoyama Xiu Xin being stabbed in the back. He never expected Deputy Chief Aoyama not only to refrain from retaliating against Tanaka Noriaki but also to visit him after the incident. What breadth of mind and magnanimity!

He felt that Deputy Chief Aoyama was just too kind and compassionate, or perhaps he wouldn’t have been betrayed by so many subordinates in the first place. It was a strength, but sometimes also a weakness.

Aoyama Xiu Xin was also very upright; he had just started the job today and already torn his face with Jin Cheng Heiji without any scheming.

Fearing he would be at a disadvantage, Yoshikai Youzai couldn’t help but speak up, "Deputy Director, you must be careful with Jin Cheng Heiji. He’s always been upset about your sudden arrival. That man has a bad mind, and someone as kind and upright as you could easily fall victim to his schemes."

"Don’t worry, good always triumphs over evil," Aoyama Xiu Xin said with a slight smile, his righteousness shining brightly.

Originally, Aoyama Xiu Xin thought that he was quite ruthless after being transported to this world, but it turned out he was still seen as a good person in the eyes of others. Well, that settled it.

That meant all those who opposed me were the bad guys!

No matter how ruthless I was to them, it could never be considered too much.

"Ding~"

The 12th floor arrived, and Aoyama Xiu Xin stepped out.

He made his way to Tanaka Noriaki’s hospital room. It was mealtime, and Tanaka Naoko was eating inside, her eyes occasionally looking at her husband, filled with tenderness and helplessness.

"Ah! Mr. Aoyama!" Seeing Aoyama Xiu Xin arrive, Tanaka Naoko exclaimed in surprise, setting down her bowl and chopsticks to rise, her hands not knowing where to rest.

Aoyama Xiu Xin casually locked the door behind him, walking to the bedside, "Mr. Tanaka, I’m here to see you again."

An employer who cared this much was rare indeed.

"Mr. Aoyama, please, have a seat," Tanaka Naoko said politely and with cultivation, moving a chair behind Aoyama Xiu Xin’s back despite not wanting to.

"Thank you, madam," Aoyama Xiu Xin thanked her with a polite smile, but after sitting down, he rudely pulled her into his embrace, "Madam, you’ve become even more beautiful."

Flowers need to be watered to bloom more beautifully.

That’s why he liked making a mess of people’s faces.

"No... not really," Tanaka Naoko shyly sat on his lap, head down, weakly answering. Her delicate body was tense, she dared not move, and her breathing began to grow heavy.

Aoyama Xiu Xin turned her around.

Making her straddle his lap, facing him.

Beneath the nurse’s cap, Tanaka Naoko’s small face was already flushed red, even her ears turned pink, head bowed, not daring to make eye contact with Aoyama Xiu Xin, her hands tightly clutching the hem of her skirt.

She seemed to hear the thumping of her own heartbeat.

Her feet, nervously rubbing together, suddenly lost hold of her white shoes, which dropped to the floor.

Pure white, flawless stockings enveloped her feet like jade, the delicate texture of the stockings acted as a second skin, fitting perfectly the curves from her ankle to her thigh. Five exquisite toes, slender and symmetrical yet plump, seemed like pearls set within soft white gauze.

Here’s the prison guard, but where’s the Prison Director!

...

Time soon moved to the next day.

May 26th, the weather clear.

Du Bian Xiuze hadn’t slept all night.

Early the next morning, he got up with dark circles under his eyes and went to work at the police station. Upon arrival, he locked himself in his office, staring blankly at the telephone.

"Dinglingling~ Dinglingling~"

At last, the phone on the table rang.

A somewhat distracted Du Bian Xiuze was startled, he took a deep breath and picked up the phone.

"Moshi moshi, this is Du Bian."

"Is the money ready?"

"Two hundred million in cash is too much, I couldn’t possibly raise it all in one night. I only have one hundred million." Du Bian Xiuze knew that saying so would make his claim more credible.

Moreover, based on his understanding of this type of criminal.

Even if it was just one hundred million.

The other party would still take it first, because with the photos in hand, they could blackmail him indefinitely.

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