In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 186: In this shameless era, only the shameless can win
"When I heard you mention the police, it suddenly occurred to me that my father is a police inspector. I can tell him about your experience, and he will definitely be willing to uphold justice!"

Hattori Aojaku said loudly with excitement.

"Siguoyi, Qingque-san's father is actually a superintendent?" Aoi Die widened her beautiful eyes and smiled, "No wonder Qingque-san is so outstanding."

Hattori Aojaku was proud of his father's position, but also embarrassed to be praised by the woman he liked. He scratched his head and said, "No."

"But let's not trouble my uncle." Aoi Chou kept Nakamura Shinichi's instructions in mind and knew that she couldn't involve Inspector Hattori at this stage, otherwise the other party would be able to see through their tricks at a glance.

Hattori Aoki looked puzzled, "Why?"

In his opinion, since Huangmao's behavior was illegal and his father was a policeman, he should call the police and punish Huangmao's criminal behavior with the law.

Aoi Die was worried about gain and loss. She pursed her red lips in self-abasement and said, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid that my uncle will know that I was bullied and will not agree that Qingque Sang and I are together. After all, you are the son of the superintendent, how can you marry an... unclean woman?"

"No! I don't care about that!" Hearing that she wanted to marry him, Hattori Aoki wished he could give her his heart and hold her hand. "You were also forced by that bastard. I love you so much."

Aoi Die felt a little touched at this moment, but she sighed softly, this guy is really stupid.

"But uncle will care."

Hattori Aoja was suddenly speechless.

He has strict family education and his father is very old-fashioned. If he knew about Aoi Chou's experience, he would sympathize with her, but it would be absolutely impossible for him to let her be with him.

"Then what should we do? How can we let the police catch him if we don't tell my father? Or should we just call the police?"

Hattori Aojaku said after racking his brains.

"No! I won't go." Aoi Die shook her head and said pitifully, "Qingque-san, I don't want everyone to know about this. I don't want too many people to know about this."

"Then don't go. Don't call the police." Hattori Aoja hurriedly comforted her and he could understand her mentality. At the same time, although he didn't mind that Aoi Chou had sex with the yellow-haired guy, he didn't want others to know.

Aoi Chou waited for a long time, and when she saw that Hattori Aojaku was still silent, she took the initiative to speak, "Actually, there is another way. Aojaku-san, since your father is a superintendent, his subordinates will definitely give you face. You can go directly to them and ask them to find another crime to arrest that bastard and lock him up for three to five years."

"No! How can this be! This is a frame-up!" Hattori Aoja refused subconsciously, and added: "If my father knew that I was ordering his subordinates under his banner, he would never let me go."

"Yes... I'm sorry, Qingque-san. I made things difficult for you." Aoi Die forced a smile and broke free from Hattori Qingque's hand. "Let's not contact each other anymore."

"No, Die, why?" Her sudden change in attitude confused Hattori Aoki, and he said anxiously, "I will find a way to help you!"

"It has nothing to do with this." Aoi Die shook her head sadly, her eyes full of disappointment. "I realized that you don't love me at all. After all, in your heart, your father's instructions and so-called moral values ​​are more important than me. Ha, that's right. We have only known each other for two or three days. I think you just want my body. I am too stupid and naive..."

"No! It's not like that!" Hattori Aoki shook his head repeatedly, panicking and blurting out anxiously: "I can prove it to you, just do as you say, Die, I'm willing to do anything for you!"

"Really?" Aoi Die's eyes suddenly lit up.

Hattori Aoja nodded heavily. That yellow-haired guy was not a good guy anyway. It would be a good thing for the people if he contacted his father's men to catch him.

He kept making excuses for himself in his mind.

"I'm sorry Qingque-san, I misunderstood you just now. It's because I have met so many bad people that I thought you were one too. You are indeed different from them." Aoi Die took the initiative to hug him with a happy smile on her face.

Hattori Aoja also smiled, feeling like a man now, "Let me protect you from now on."

"Yeah." Aoi Die nodded, and suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the face, "Qingque-san, you are so nice."

Hattori Aoja almost floated up.

"Die! I'm going to the Metropolitan Police Department right now! I won't let that bastard stay outside for even a minute!"

"Well, Qingque-san, I'll wait for you. When you come back from the Metropolitan Police Department, I'll give you a surprise."

Aoi Chou thought this idiot was cute and it was worth using him, so she let him have his first try after the matter was done.

She had never done this with anyone like this.

Hattori Aoja nodded, turned around and went downstairs.

"Wait, I haven't told you some information about that bastard yet." Aoi Chou called out to him.

Hattori Aoja reacted, "Yeah."

Then he learned the name and address of the yellow-haired man from Aoi Die, and then left.

After watching him leave, Aoi Chou immediately took out her mobile phone from her bag and called Shinichi Nakamura.

"Detective Nakamura, it's done. Hattori Aoja is on his way to the Metropolitan Police Department. Money..."

"Come and get the money tonight," said Shinichi Nakamura.

"Hi!"

After hanging up the phone, Aoi Die let out a breath.

....................................

"Mr. Hattori?"

As soon as Hattori Aojaku arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department, he was met by Shinichi Nakamura who was waiting at the door in advance.

"You are..." Hattori Aojaku looked confused.

Shinichi Nakamura smiled brightly, took the initiative to step forward and said enthusiastically: "I am Shinichi Nakamura, a subordinate of Superintendent Hattori. I have seen your family photo in his office. Are you here to see the Superintendent, Mr. Hattori?"

"No... I..." Hattori Aoja denied subconsciously, but looking at Nakamura Shinichi who was obviously trying to curry favor with him, he suddenly thought, why not just go find him? It was the first time he did this, so he said nervously, "Detective Nakamura, I'm here to find you."

"Looking for me?" Nakamura Shinichi was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the cafe across the street, "This is not a place to talk, Mr. Hattori, how about we sit down and chat?"

"Hi!" Hattori Aoja bowed politely.

Shinichi Nakamura took him to the coffee shop, chose a quiet seat, ordered two cups of coffee and some pastries, and then said, "Mr. Hattori, is there anything I can help you with? Just tell me."

"Yes...there is one thing, but can you please not tell my dad?" Hattori Aoja said nervously.

Shinichi Nakamura burst out laughing. Inspector Hattori had educated his son in a very simple way. Of course he had to let his boss know after helping with such things. Otherwise, what was the point?
"Of course no problem, please go ahead, Mr. Hattori."

Hattori Aoja took a deep breath, clenched his fists and said: "I want you to help me deal with someone. His name is... and he lives in... Just find a reason to arrest him. It would be best if you can lock him up for three to five years." After saying this, his clothes were soaked with sweat. He never thought that he could do such a thing.

"This... Mr. Hattori is asking me to frame someone else." Nakamura Shinichi looked embarrassed.

Hattori Aoja said in a dry voice: "He is not a good guy in the first place. Catching him is considered to be ridding the people of harm. Detective Nakamura, you will help me, right?"

"Mr. Hattori, even if your father is the chief of the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division, doing this kind of thing is risky. Are you sure?" asked Shinichi Nakamura.

Hattori Aoja felt timid, but when he thought of Aoi Chou's eyes, they became firm again, "Please help me!"

Shinichi Nakamura reached into his pocket and calmly turned off the recorder. "Okay, wait for the news."

"Thank you, Detective Nakamura!" Hattori Aoja breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and bowed, then felt ashamed and didn't dare to face the other party, so he turned around and ran away.

Shinichi Nakamura smiled and said, "Tsk, so naive."

Soon he arrived at Aoyama Hidenobu's office.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Enter."

"Inspector." Shinichi Nakamura pushed the door open.

Aoyama Hidenobu asked, "What's the matter?"

"Please listen to this." Shinichi Nakamura smiled, took out the recorder, and pressed the play button.

After listening to this, Aoyama Hidenobu showed a satisfied smile on his face, "Shinichi, you did a great job. Now that old guy Hattori will definitely resign on his own initiative."

"Shall I contact the reporter now?" Shinichi Nakamura put away the recorder and asked tentatively.

"No." Aoyama Hidenobu shook his head and leaned back in his chair. "We shouldn't make a big deal about this. The police have had enough scandals already. I'll take the recording and talk to him. Given his personality, he should compromise and offer to resign in order to preserve his reputation."

Moreover, recording is an annoying method. You can use it, but you cannot spread it to others.

Otherwise, who would dare to chat with him in the future?
Recording and secretly taking photos are double-edged swords. They can be used on other people, but it is best not to use them on officials.

"Hey! Inspector, you are wise. I thought it was too simple." Shinichi Nakamura flattered him.

Aoyama Hidenobu said, "Give me the recorder."

Shinichi Nakamura immediately offered it with both hands.

Aoyama Hidenobu ran straight to Inspector Hattori's office with a recorder and broke in without knocking.

"Bakayaro! How dare you! Aoyama Hidenobu, do you still regard me as your boss? Get out and knock on the door!" Inspector Hattori was furious.

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled, turned around and calmly closed the door, walked over to sit opposite him, crossed his legs and said, "You're almost not my boss anymore."

"Wait until the appointment letter comes down before you say that." Inspector Hattori sneered coldly.

Aoyama Hidenobu laughed, took out a recorder and shook it, "I'll tell you something good, Inspector."

After the words fell, he pressed the play button.

Inspector Hattori immediately recognized one of the voices as his own son. Sure enough, the subsequent conversation soon proved this point. The more he listened, the uglier his expression became.

"The son of a superintendent actually dared to order national police officers to frame innocent people. If I hand it over to reporters, it will definitely cause an uproar."

After the recording was finished, Aoyama Hidenobu said with a smile.

"Bang!" Inspector Hattori slammed the table and glared at Aoyama Hidenobu, "How despicable!"

He knew his son well, so he knew that he must have fallen into a trap set by Aoyama Hidenobu, otherwise he would not have done such a thing, nor would he have the courage to do such a thing.

"Go ahead and curse me, but when the recording is handed over to the media, you and your son will be the despicable ones in the eyes of the people, my Superintendent."

Aoyama Hidenobu is gentle and calm.

Inspector Hattori's eyes were bloodshot. He supported himself on the desk with both hands, staring at Aoyama Hidenobu and breathing heavily.

He really wanted to just pull out his gun and shoot the bastard.

Unfortunately, unless people working in offices actively apply for it, generally no one will be equipped with a gun.

Aoyama Hidenobu looked calm and confident as he looked at him, "You only have one choice, and that is to resign on the grounds of health, to preserve your reputation after death, and to leave in a dignified manner."

"Otherwise, I will have no choice but to do this. Please consider your own reputation and the reputation of the police and do not embarrass me."

As he said this, he stood up and bowed deeply.

"Bagaya road!"

Inspector Hattori cursed hysterically, grabbed a folder on the table and threw it at Aoyama Hidenobu.

Aoyama Hidenobu remained bowed, motionless.

"You bastard! You villain! You shameless bastard!"

Inspector Hattori was trembling all over, cursing and overturning everything on his desk to the ground.

Then I finally calmed down.

He sat back in his chair with a dejected look on his face, closing his eyes in despair, "Go away, bastard. You win."

"Inspector, take care of yourself." Aoyama Hidenobu bowed again, then turned around and strode away.

Hold your head high and be full of energy.

This is a shameless age.

As it happens, he is a shameless person.

(End of this chapter)