Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 97 - 93: Aim to be Japan’s Weightlifting Champion, Triple Kill (Third Update)

Chapter 97: Chapter 93: Aim to be Japan’s Weightlifting Champion, Triple Kill (Third Update)

"Police Chief Aoyama Xiu Xin?"

Kubota Shigeru quietly looked at Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"Hi!" Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed respectfully.

"Do I really have to keep looking up to talk to you? That’d be quite inconsiderate of me. Please come join me for a soak." Kubota Shigeru’s face showed a smile, appearing amiable and approachable. If one only looked at the surface, they would never guess he was now a godfather figure in the Japanese mafia.

As his words fell, two women immediately stepped forward to help Aoyama Xiu Xin undress, and when Aoyama Xiu Xin entered the hot spring, they unwrapped their chest bindings to reveal their ample consciences, carefully stepped into the hot spring barefoot, and sat close to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t play the gentleman and unabashedly embraced one of them, "Thank you for the hospitality, senior."

"Hahahaha!" Kubota Shigeru laughed with satisfaction upon seeing this scene and said, "Good! I appreciate people like Police Chief Aoyama who are natural and don’t hide their desires, who are direct and not hesitant."

"Perhaps it’s because I hold a lower position and I have limited power that I seem so impatient, making you laugh, senior. You won’t mind, will you?" Aoyama Xiu Xin said.

"Of course not. It’s a blessing to be able to enjoy, it’s their honor." Kubota Shigeru pointed with his hand to the women on the shore. "Police Chief Aoyama, feel free to choose any you like, and please don’t be polite. All I can do now is watch, so don’t waste it."

His ability in that department had long been gone; keeping so many young beauties was just for the pleasure of his eyes.

"Thank you for your generosity, senior," Aoyama Xiu Xin said, but he didn’t choose another. Instead, he continued, "However, I can’t neglect my duty for personal reasons, so let’s talk about the official business first."

"It seems that Police Chief Aoyama likes to be straightforward." Kubota Shigeru reached out his hand, and a woman behind him passed him a glass of wine. He took a sip and then handed it back, slowly saying, "Then please go ahead."

"I am here on behalf of Brother Xianyou to discuss cooperation with you, senior." Aoyama Xiu Xin first clarified his purpose.

"Yanchuan Xianyou?" Kubota Shigeru chuckled lightly after seeing Aoyama Xiu Xin nod, "Please continue, Chief."

"Senior, you should know about the ATM recently launched by the Agricultural and Forestry Bank." Aoyama Xiu Xin paused for a moment before continuing, "Brother Xianyou and I have developed a machine that allows customers to process loan services by themselves, which is now in mass production. Like an ATM, this machine can be placed in any corner of Japan, and customers can complete small loans by operating it on their own."

The Sumiyoshi Association also had loan business; Kubota Shigeru instantly realized that the widespread adoption of such a machine would change the landscape of the entire loan market.

His expression unconsciously turned serious, and he sat up much straighter, "Wow! This truly is the greatest invention of the ’90s! Police Chief Aoyama, how does Mr. Yanchuan wish to cooperate? What does Sumiyoshi Association need to do, and what can we gain from it? Please speak clearly."

"Hi!" Aoyama Xiu Xin responded, "Sumiyoshi Association can take ten percent of the profits. What you need to do is deal with the backlash from Yamaguchi Group, Takeda Fuji, Daokuan Association, and all other loan companies and Violent Gangs who suffer a loss in interests."

Yanchuan Xianyou only took thirty percent for himself, leaving seventy percent to be divided amongst others.

"Do you know how many gangs and companies in Japan are involved in loan business?" Kubota Shigeru asked, then said, "In just two years, Ooyama Shizue from the Wuling Association, a subsidiary group of Yamaguchi Group, opened more than 300 loan service stores in Kantou alone. Although Sumiyoshi Association is the largest Violent Gang in the east, the pressure of facing a counterattack from the entire industry at once is too great. Ten percent may not be enough, right?"

All the previous talk was just idle banter; what he really wanted was more money.

"I believe you are well aware, senior, that although the conflict will be intense, it won’t last too long. When everyone sits down to talk, I will still need to divide some of the profits to appease large Violent Gangs like Yamaguchi Group and Daokuan Association. They can’t just monopolize ten percent! I chose Sumiyoshi Association because of Yamakawa Ichiro. If you have any objections, I might talk with Yamaguchi Group, or Daokuan Association," Yanchuan Xianyou had given Aoyama Xiu Xin the confidence to take a firm and unyielding attitude in front of Kubota Shigeru.

Japan is full of Violent Gangs.

If you don’t do it, there are plenty of others who will.

Kubota Shigeru stared straight at Aoyama Xiu Xin and, after a moment of silence, said, "Forget it, for the sake of the Yanchuan Family, I’ll step back. I will have Nishikou Younan discuss the details of the cooperation further with Police Chief Aoyama."

He indeed understood that the conflict would be intense at the start but wouldn’t last long, as the Public Security Committee would surely intervene if it escalated too much.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t dare agree even to a twenty percent share, not because the Sumiyoshi Association was strong enough to confront all the Violent Gangs in Japan.

"No need to talk to me. Please have President Xikou contact President Nozawa directly at Nozawa Financial Corporation to sign the contract," Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled.

Kubota Shigeru nodded and then waved.

A woman bent down to hand him a glass of wine.

Likewise, a woman from behind Aoyama Xiu Xin handed him a cup, he took it and toasted from a distance with Kubota Shigeru, "Senior, I look forward to a successful partnership."

"To a successful partnership!" Kubota Shigeru raised his glass, then added, "Police Chief Aoyama, please feel free to choose. Don’t be shy, these women were all specially trained by experts in the field!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin courteously expressed high praise, "Indeed, they are beauties among beauties."

Each of these women was flawless in both looks and figure; thus, beauties were truly not a scarce resource for those with power and influence.

It was a one-time use item.

"So, Police Chief Aoyama, enjoy yourself, I’m going to take a nap," Kubota Shigeru said as he got up with the help of two women and unsteadily left the shore of the hot spring.

No sooner had he gone than a dozen or so women at the edge of the hot spring untied their wraps and jumped into the water, causing waves to splash about, dazzlingly blurring the view.

A multitude of flowers bloomed, a myriad of voices debated.

After all, a bounty of pleasures doesn’t weigh one down, and if Deputy Chief Aoyama couldn’t handle these dozen women, how could he bear the weight of hundreds of millions of Japanese citizens in the future?

He was aiming to be the champion weightlifter of Japan.

But playtime was playtime, Aoyama Xiu Xin limited himself to verbal intercourse, he dared not sow his seeds recklessly outside.

Listening to the playful voices behind him, Kubota Shigeru staggered away, full of envy for Aoyama Xiu Xin’s young and robust body.

"Young, how wonderful it is."

...

Since there had been no danger for two days and no trace of Jing Shangwei was found, Miyamoto Ryosuke couldn’t help but speculate whether the other party had already fled.

This made him slightly relax his vigilance.

That afternoon, he fooled his wife with the excuse that he had to go out for a social engagement and had his subordinate, who had recently been acting as his bodyguard and driver, drop him at his mistress’s place.

Once there, he said to his subordinate, "Just wait for me at the door, don’t go anywhere, and pay attention to the surroundings to see if there is anyone suspicious."

"Sir, yes, sir!" the subordinate solemnly responded.

But as soon as Miyamoto Ryosuke went inside, the subordinate pulled out a comic book to read, not looking up until he sensed someone approaching, at which point he subconsciously turned his head.

The moment he turned his head, the car door was violently yanked open, and a man wearing sunglasses and a mask pressed a dagger to his neck.

The subordinate shuddered in fright, reflexively saluting in the French military style as his comic book dropped to the ground.

"No! Don’t kill me! Please don’t kill me!"

"Shut up!" Jing Shangwei coldly said to the subordinate, "Take off your jacket and handcuff yourself. Don’t try any tricks. You’re not my target. As long as you cooperate, you’ll be safe."

"Sir, yes, sir!" The subordinate nodded repeatedly, cooperatively took off his jacket, and reached behind for his handcuffs. Feeling the gun holster during this process, but sensing the cold blade on his neck, he hesitated for a moment then abandoned the thought of taking the risk to draw his gun to resist, took out the handcuffs, and handcuffed himself, handing the keys over to Jing Shangwei like an understanding child.

Jing Shangwei took the keys and casually tossed them onto a flower stand at the villa’s entrance, then took the police gun from the subordinate and tucked it at his own waist, and finally used tape to seal the subordinate’s mouth and forced him into the trunk.

After closing the trunk, Jing Shangwei got into the car, put on the subordinate’s jacket, then removed the mask and sunglasses and pretended to sleep with his head on the steering wheel.

Miyamoto Ryosuke was very efficient; half an hour later, he came out adjusting his trousers, scolded his subordinate for sleeping by whispering an "idiot," and then got into the backseat of the car, shutting the door loudly on purpose.

"Bastard! Drive me home!"

Jing Shangwei raised his head, turned to look at Miyamoto Ryosuke in the backseat, and revealed a chilling smile.

"Ah! It’s you!" Miyamoto Ryosuke’s face paled with shock. He tried to open the car door to escape, but Jing Shangwei had already locked all the doors.

After failing to open the door, Miyamoto Ryosuke pleaded with a panicked face, "Mr. Jing Shang, please let me go, it was all Jinwei Yu forcing me!"

"Was Zhenzi’s death a suicide?" Jing Shangwei held the subordinate’s police gun, pointing it at Miyamoto Ryosuke’s head, "You’d better think carefully before answering."

"No... no, it wasn’t..." Miyamoto Ryosuke’s voice was hoarse, and he quickly tried to justify himself, "I didn’t want to... I’m just a minor chief, I couldn’t disobey Jinwei Yu, you should seek revenge from him, Mr. Jing Shang I beg you, I have a daughter..."

Hearing this, Jing Shangwei suddenly threw the police gun away.

"Huh~ Thank you, Mr. Jing Shang, for your mercy!" Seeing this, Miyamoto Ryosuke’s face lit with a wildly joyous smile, thanking continuously for his narrow escape, "Mr. Jing Shang, you’re a good man..."

But before he could finish, Jing Shangwei suddenly turned around, grabbed his hair, and as he pulled it forward, the other hand, holding a knife, stabbed it into his neck.

With a squelch, the blade went in the throat and out the back of the neck, piercing through, as blood dripped down in a steady stream.

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