Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 98 - 94: Seven Against One, the Advantage is Mine (Fourth Update)

Chapter 98: Chapter 94: Seven Against One, the Advantage is Mine (Fourth Update)

"Drip~" "Drip~" "Drip~"

Blood oozed from the gap in the wound, slowly sliding down the exposed blade before splattering.

"Heh—" "Heh—"

Miyamoto Ryosuke opened his mouth, emitting an unintelligible sound, as bubbles of blood continually spilled from his lips, his face full of disbelief as he stared at Jing Shangwei in front of him.

"You’re right, I am a good person, which is exactly why I can’t let scum like you abuse power and kill more people," Jing Shangwei said coldly.

Slowly, his right hand pulled out the dagger.

As he pulled it out, he also twisted the blade intentionally, turning the flesh and blood of the neck inside out with it.

With the wound widening, blood that had previously seeped out now gushed forth, soaking through Miyamoto Ryosuke’s clothing with a pungent smell of blood filling the air.

When the blade was removed, Miyamoto Ryosuke covered his throat with his hands, trying to plug the wound, but the blood quickly painted his palms red. His body slowly fell back onto the table and chair. With tears rolling down his cheeks, he extended a hand towards Jing Shangwei, a plea in his eyes.

However, Jing Shangwei completely ignored his dying plea, expressionless as he took out a household hammer and repeatedly smashed it down on Miyamoto Ryosuke’s head.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Every time the hammer struck, blood splattered.

The car window was spattered with droplets of blood.

Miyamoto Ryosuke was beaten to death on the spot, his forehead caved in, blood and flesh muddled together, eyes wide open in death.

Jing Shangwei, breathing heavily, raised his hand to wipe the bloodstains from his face, then turned around to change back into his own coat, putting on a mask and sunglasses before leaving the scene in his car.

He didn’t take the police gun.

Inside the trunk, his perspiring subordinate, no longer able to hear any noises, started banging on the inside of the trunk to signal for help. A passerby quickly noticed.

Although the passerby heard the sounds from the trunk, an instinctive glance inside the car shocked him to the core. "Ah! Murder! There’s been a murder!"

The police soon arrived at the scene.

Because Miyamoto Ryosuke’s subordinate was alive and could assert with certainty that the murderer was Jing Shangwei, Asai Ayumi immediately applied for a warrant for his arrest.

That afternoon, wanted posters for Jing Shangwei began to be posted throughout the streets and alleys. By evening, all major television stations were broadcasting the news, urging citizens to come forward with any sightings of Jing Shangwei.

Learning of Miyamoto Ryosuke’s death, Jinwei Yu was so frightened he nearly lost his soul. It was as if he could clearly see the Grim Reaper slowly approaching him, yet he was powerless to do anything.

Only after the Police Headquarters issued an arrest warrant for Jing Shangwei did he feel somewhat relieved, knowing that it would be much harder for Jing Shangwei to kill him now.

He also decided to stay in the Prosecutor’s Office during this time, believing that Jing Shangwei wouldn’t be able to hide for long under a citywide manhunt and would soon be captured, which would also serve to portray a diligent working image for himself.

In fact, he could seek personal security protection from the Police Headquarters, but doing so would bring up his son’s suspected involvement in a major coercion case and the death of a female classmate, which would negatively affect him.

With his son gone, if he lost his position and future as well, what would be the point of living?

"Do you think," said Asai Ayumi, frowning from Aoyama Xiu Xin’s embrace in the office, "that Jing Shangwei might simply give up on killing Jinwei Yu and instead plan to flee?" If Jing Shangwei really did escape, that would be a huge blow to the police’s reputation.

Not just the media and the public, but many government officials and politicians would question the capability of the police, given that such incompetence could result in another extremist like Jing Shangwei targeting them next time.

They must strike hard against people like Jing Shangwei, who choose vigilante justice over legal channels, to set an example and scare others into compliance.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, however, was very confident. Even though he had never met Jing Shangwei, he felt strangely familiar with him, "Don’t worry, he won’t run. He left Jinwei Yu for last on purpose, to terrify him psychologically, by killing Jinwei Teng, Zhongshan Minggui, and Miyamoto Ryosuke one by one to make him sleep in fear every night, and then eradicate him physically."

"After all, strictly speaking, Jinwei Yu is the mastermind behind everything. If Jing Shangwei planned to flee after taking his revenge, he would have targeted Jinwei Yu first. So, he doesn’t plan to run. Perhaps after killing Jinwei Yu, he’ll choose to surrender."

"Surrender?" Asai Ayumi found it incredibly far-fetched, "Do you think Jing Shangwei, now a fugitive with three lives on his hands, will willingly give himself up to the law’s judgment?"

"He will," Aoyama Xiu Xin affirmed, calmly analyzing, "because at his core, he’s still a good person. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have left Miyamoto Ryosuke’s subordinate unharmed, knowing it would expose him."

"If he truly intended to evade legal punishment after committing murder, why didn’t he simply kill Miyamoto Ryosuke’s subordinate as well? It shows he doesn’t care about his own freedom or death."

Asai Ayumi sighed, "If Jing Shangwei is such a good person, then how bad must the others be who drove him to this edge?" She pursed her lips and said, "So we just neglect our duty, letting him kill Jinwei Yu before turning himself in?"

"Of course not," Aoyama promptly dismissed the thought, "If we let him surrender, where would our investigative credit come from? Besides, him surrendering after revenge is just my speculation. If I’m wrong, letting him go would make us the laughingstock."

"So what should we do?" Asai Ayumi was at a loss to understand what Aoyama Xiu Xin had in mind.

Aoyama Xiu Xin buried his head in her neck nook, closed his eyes, and said, "I’ve arranged for people to watch Jinwei Yu. As soon as he dies, Jing Shangwei’s whereabouts will be exposed. I’ll receive news the first time and arrange for a team to arrest him. During the capture, we’ll kill him, and the great achievement will be in hand."

"You’re going to kill Jing Shangwei?" Asai Ayumi was startled upon hearing this, her face filled with disbelief as she asked.

Aoyama Xiu Xin’s tone was calm, "Of course. We already have evidence of his crimes, so we don’t need his confession. His being alive would cause us trouble. You see, he has nothing to lose now. If he reveals his motivations for murder in court, how can we control the situation? It would negatively affect the image of the police."

"Besides, having committed such a grave crime, killing three officials, once caught, he’s bound for the death penalty anyway. I’m merely hastening the inevitable end he deserves. I allowed him to avenge his daughter, and I take his life to claim credit—it’s fair."

In his view, it was a transaction. Although the parties never met to negotiate the details, without his leniency, Jing Shangwei surely wouldn’t have been able to kill Miyamoto Ryosuke and Jinwei Yu. Having enjoyed the convenience he provided, willing or not, payment was due.

Asai Ayumi remained silent for a long time after hearing this, shifting uneasily in his embrace. She murmured faintly, "How come I feel like you’re the worst one?"

"If Jing Shangwei knew everything, in his eyes, I would probably be the good guy." Aoyama Xiu Xin chuckled softly, bending down to kiss Asai Ayumi’s cheek to soothe her mood and changing the subject, "Have you received any news about transferring Liang Yi and Shinichi to the Police Headquarters?"

"I’ll hurry Police Chief Hattori tomorrow."

"Well, you can blow me first for now."

While the rank-and-file police were working overtime and patrolling throughout the night in search of Jing Shangwei, Aoyama Xiu Xin and Asai Ayumi were fooling around in the office, engaging in frivolous dalliance.

.........

The following day, Sunday.

Except for a few specific people who needed to work overtime or be on call, today was a day off for everyone at the Tokyo District Court. Jinwei Yu, who had stayed there from last night, still stood his ground.

He stood before the office’s floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the traffic flow in and out of the local prosecution’s gate with a mocking look.

Jing Shangwei, I’d like to see how you’re going to kill me.

Jinwei Yu didn’t notice that today there were many unfamiliar faces lingering near the local prosecution’s gate, all of which were underlings arranged by Yamakawa Ichiro on Aoyama Xiu Xin’s order.

Teams of ten, swapping out every half day, specifically staked out just outside the Tokyo District Court’s main gate, each person holding photos of Jinwei Yu and Jing Shangwei.

Jing Shangwei drove a white Honda sedan, heavily rented from someone else, passing by the Tokyo District Court’s main gate countless times. He couldn’t believe that Jinwei Yu could stay hidden inside forever.

After killing Miyamoto Ryosuke, aware that he’d be exposed, Jing Shangwei ate and slept in the car to evade the police hunt since last night, stepping out only for the restroom, and waking every two hours to change parking spots.

Jing Shangwei also knew he couldn’t hide for long this way and now felt a sense of urgency, wanting to kill Jinwei Yu quickly, or once caught by the police, he’d never have another chance.

Come midday, Jinwei Yu read the newspaper in his office when suddenly someone knocked on the door, followed by a colleague peeking in, "Guardian Prosecutor, I heard you were working overtime last night. Shall we have lunch together?"

Knowing a leader was also doing overtime, it wouldn’t be proper to go for lunch without extending an invitation.

"Sure, it’s not far, right? I still have work to handle later." Jinwei Yu, who hadn’t had breakfast, was indeed hungry, and the thought of eating with a colleague beside him wasn’t scary, even with the threat of Jing Shangwei’s potential attack.

After all, considering the deaths of his son, Zhongshan Minggui, and Miyamoto Ryosuke, Jing Shangwei’s weapon was nothing more than knives. As a teacher, in gun-restricted Japan, he wouldn’t have access to firearms.

His colleague smiled, "It’s right across from the local prosecution."

"Alright, then let’s go together." Jinwei Yu set down the newspaper and stood up, only to discover five more prosecutors outside, and said, "I’ll treat to lunch today."

"That won’t do. We all agreed to treat Guardian Prosecutor. After all, it’s tough working at the local prosecution over the weekend."

"Yes, indeed. Japan is fortunate to have a prosecutor like Guardian Prosecutor. Please give us a chance to show our respect."

The others flattered Jinwei Yu profusely.

"You’re too kind; I’d just be idle at home anyway. Okay, you guys treat today, and I’ll treat next time." Jinwei Yu laughed heartily.

The group escorted Jinwei Yu out of the Tokyo District Court’s gate, and upon spotting one of their targets, the Yamakawa Family members on lookout snapped to attention.

"Jinwei Yu, finally, you come out."

From the side of the street, Jing Shangwei emerged from the white Honda, stepped out of the car, and strode towards Jinwei Yu.

"Jinwei Yu!" He called out from a distance.

Jinwei Yu, who was joking with his subordinates, reflexively looked up, immediately spotting Jing Shangwei coming towards him from across the street. He panicked for a moment but quickly calmed himself.

It’s just one man—what’s there to fear?

Seven against one, the advantage is mine!

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