In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 235: Fists, Dinner, Crime at Sea
"Bang!"

The office door was pushed open roughly.

As soon as Aoyama Hidenobu looked up, he saw Nobita Ken rushing towards him with an angry face.

"Snapped!"

Nobita Ken slammed his hands heavily on the table.

Looking down at Aoyama Hidenobu from a high position, he asked with dissatisfaction, "Why did you transfer me to be a clerk?"

"Get out and knock on the door." said Aoyama Hidenobu.

This contemptuous and careless attitude further stimulated Nobita Ken's self-esteem. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Why do you want to transfer me?"

"Get out." Aoyama Hidenobu said calmly without raising his head as he signed the document.

This reckless idiot who doesn't even know what mistake he made will sooner or later cause trouble for himself under his command. It was indeed the right decision to transfer him.

"Baga! Look at me, you bastard!" The other party never even looked at him. Nobita Ken was furious and reached out to grab Aoyama Hidenobu's collar.

Aoyama Hidenobu raised his eyebrows, grabbed his wrist with his backhand and twisted it. With a snap, Nobita Ken screamed in pain with distorted features, and discovered with horror that his lower body had lost balance and he fell directly to the ground.

"You don't need to be transferred. From today on, you are officially suspended indefinitely. Hand over your ID and gun." Aoyama Hidenobu stood up, walked in front of him with his hands in his pockets, and looked down at him condescendingly.

After being knocked to the ground with one hand, Nobita Ken's self-esteem exploded. He felt that he was the one who underestimated his enemy and was ambushed. He had already been suspended from work, so he had nothing to worry about. He just got up and punched back.

Aoyama Hidenobu dodged sideways, at the same time reached out and grabbed his collar and pulled him in front of him, and with his other hand, he clenched his fist and hit Nobita Ken in the face again and again.

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

After Nobita Ken was hit by two punches, he felt dizzy and his consciousness was blurred. He was completely unable to fight back.

When Fujiwara Takuhiro rushed to the office door panting, what he saw was Aoyama Hidenobu holding Nobita Ken and attacking him with ease, just like hitting a sandbag.

"Officer! Stop it! Please don't hit me anymore!"

He took a breath and hurried forward to persuade him.

In a daze, Nobi Kuraken heard the voice of Fujiwara Takuhiro, and suddenly understood why he was so nervous when he proposed to look for Aoyama Hidenobu.

It's not that I'm afraid of hurting Aoyama Hidenobu in the heat of the moment.

But he was afraid that he would be beaten to death by Aoyama Hidenobu.

Only then did Aoyama Hidenobu let go of his hand.

"Pfft!"

Nobi Kurakana fell backwards to the ground.

"You don't have to be suspended. You are dismissed from your position from now on. The application I submitted will generally be approved. Hand over your gun and ID." Aoyama Hidenobu straightened his tie and said expressionlessly.

If someone made a mistake, he would just transfer the person.

The first time he attacked, he thought it was just an impulse that caused him to lose his mind, so he just suspended him.

But when he did it the second time, Aoyama Hidenobu couldn’t tolerate it anymore and told him to just get the hell out of here!
Aoyama Hidenobu thought his handling was fair.

Nobi Kura Ken was beaten so badly that his face was bruised and swollen, he couldn't speak at all, and blood bubbles came out of his nose with every breath.

"Inspector, I'll take him to the hospital first." After saying this, Fujiwara Takuhiro supported Nobi Kura Ken and walked away.

"Stop!" Aoyama Hidenobu shouted, his tone brooking no refusal, "Hand over his gun and ID."

As a boss, you have to carry out what you say.

Otherwise, authority will gradually be lost.

Fujiwara Takuhiro's expression froze. He originally wanted to help his subordinate again, thinking that as long as he didn't hand over the gun and ID now, he would be able to wait until Aoyama Hidenobu calmed down.

I didn't expect Aoyama Hidenobu was determined.

He had no choice but to take out his ID and gun from Nobi Kura Ken's arms and hand them over to Aoyama Hidenobu.

After watching the two men leave, Aoyama Hidenobu returned to his office chair and began to write a report requesting the dismissal of Nobi Kura Ken. He personally did not have the authority to do so.

"I don't understand." After finishing the report, Aoyama Hidenobu picked it up and looked at it, saying to himself.

"Why am I so confused?" Nobita Ken, who had just been treated briefly in the hospital, was still furious. Facing Fujiwara Takuhiro who commented that he was "confused", he stiffened his neck and said, "He just can't tolerate others!"

Although he lost the fight, he still refused to accept the defeat.

The most important thing is that they are unwilling to accept dismissal.

"It's up to you. You won't have the police as a protection anymore. So control your temper. I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Fujiwara Takuhiro shook his head and left.

On the hospital bed, Nobita Ken was full of indignation.

He felt that these superiors were jealous of talent.

I have been a police officer for five years and have made many contributions, but I am still a patrol chief. This time, Aoyama Hidenobu ignored my merits and directly dismissed me from the Metropolitan Police Department. This is a great humiliation!
"Ah! Bakayalu! Damn it! Damn it!"

Nobita Ken punched the quilt heavily several times.

After venting, I felt helpless. I collapsed back on the bed with lifeless eyes, thinking about what to do next.

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

At eight o'clock in the evening, luxury cars lined up in front of a villa in Shibuya district, and well-dressed men and women were let into the villa after handing in their invitations.

In the distance, there were many police officers standing guard and patrolling.

The front yard of the villa is very large, with tables placed on the lawn. The tables are filled with all kinds of expensive wines, exquisite pastries and dishes. Well-dressed handsome men and beautiful women are moving among the crowd to provide services.

Aoyama Hidenobu had his hair slicked back and was wearing a brand new silver-gray suit. With a smile on his face, he followed behind Hikokawa Juro and greeted each guest.

"General Yagyu is here too, please come in."

"Congratulations, congratulations to Mr. Yanchuan on the birth of your grandson. Inspector Qingshan is a rare talent."

"Hahahaha, no, no, he still needs the care of seniors like you, Yagyu-kun." When almost everyone had arrived, Juurō Hikokawa walked to the steps in front of the villa. In fact, everyone had been paying attention to him, but when they saw this, they all fell silent.

"First of all, I would like to thank everyone for taking the time to attend tonight's dinner." Hikokawa Juro bowed.

Everyone politely returned the greeting.

Then he stood up and continued, "My Hikokawa family has only one son for three generations, and there are very few descendants. Fortunately, Amaterasu has mercy on me and has given me an excellent godson in addition to my biological grandson. This dinner tonight is held for him. I hope everyone will bear witness that Aoyama Hidenobu will be the grandson of my Hikokawa Juro and a member of my Hikokawa family."

As he finished speaking, he waved.

"Xiu Xin, come here."

"Hi!" Aoyama Hidenobu hurried forward to stand beside him and bowed to all the guests.

"Clap clap clap clap!"

There was warm applause on the lawn.

Congratulations came one after another.

Since it is not a name change to be included in the family tree, there is no need to go to the shrine to be so formal and serious. You just need to gather relatives and friends and make the announcement.

"I hope everyone has a great time tonight. Please don't be polite or restrained. If you don't enjoy yourself enough, it would be disrespectful of me as the host."

Juro Hikokawa said with a smile again.

The crowd then dispersed, some in groups of three or five chatting and laughing, some toasting each other.

"Go and greet the guests first. Come to the study on the third floor in half an hour. I'll talk to you about something." Juro Hikokawa walked down the stairs and instructed Aoyama Hidenobu.

Aoyama Hidenobu respectfully responded, “Hi!”

Juro Hikokawa patted his shoulder, turned around and walked towards the old men with a smile. Aoyama Hidenobu knew that those old men were the core figures of the Miyazawa Cabinet.

If someone comes here and drops a bomb.

Then this Japanese government is doomed.

"Inspector Qingshan, I have long heard of your name and have wanted to meet you. Today I finally have the chance."

"Aoyama Hidenobu, I am..."

There was no need for Aoyama Hidenobu to make friends with others, as people of the same age would naturally come to him one after another.

From today on, he can be considered a second-generation official.

Others become second-generation officials only through reincarnation.

And he did it all through his own efforts.

"Mr. Aoyama, how did I resolve that issue?" When there was finally no one around Aoyama Hidenobu, Yagyu Tamon came forward with a glass of wine in hand.

He has been living in fear for the past two days.

Aoyama Hidenobu clinked glasses with him, smiled and said calmly, "It can be resolved tonight."

While the dinner was going on here with bright lights and feasting, a crime was happening on the other side.

A fishing boat was floating in the middle of the sea, swaying slightly with the waves. There were shadowy figures on the boat: a man and a woman, with their hands and feet trapped in two iron cages.

With long burgundy curly hair, a red dress that looked like it was dripping with blood, and white high heels, Tamiya Keiko stood on the deck. The salty sea breeze made her hair messy, and her pretty face was expressionless.

"Jin Huiya! Are you crazy? I'm a director of the militia! I'm a hero of the militia! How dare you harm me!"

"Bitch! Let us go now!"

In the iron cage, Han Suwen and Jin Hongwu, mother and son, stared at Jin Huiya with bloodshot eyes and roared hysterically.

As Tamiya Keiko said before, both mother and son felt that Kim Hong-ik was betrayed by Yagyu Tamon.

This dispelled the idea that there was a traitor in the militia.

Due to lack of vigilance, he was eventually easily captured by Tamiya Keiko and was welded into an iron cage and brought here.

"Hero? You are now a criminal. In order to save your son, Jin Hongyi, you actually threatened a major general of the Self-Defense Forces. Do you know what a bad impact this will bring to our militia? Huh? Director Han Suwen!"

Tamiya Keiko said in a cold tone.

Han Suwen's breathing stagnated. He didn't expect that the other party actually knew about this. However, he hesitated for only a moment. The next second, he shouted confidently, "I have served in the militia for so many years. Now I just want to save my son. What have I done wrong? What have I done wrong?"

"Before you joined the militia, you were just the president of a company on the verge of bankruptcy! But how much money do you have now? The militia has never treated you unfairly!" Tamiya Keiko's eyes were filled with disgust and aversion. She raised one foot and stepped on the iron cage. The hem of her skirt was blown up by the sea breeze, revealing her white thighs. "Hand over the things you use to threaten Yagyu Tamon, or you and your son will die."

"Bitch! Let my mother go! Come to me if you have any problem!" Jin Hongwu roared with gritted teeth.

"Okay." Tamiya Keiko sneered, waved her hand behind her, and ordered: "Throw him down."

A man came forward and hung an iron hook on the cage.

Then the crane on the ship was started, and the iron cage was dropped into the dark sea accompanied by splashing waves.

“Hongwu! Hongwu!” Han Suwen was heartbroken when she saw this scene. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She turned to look at Tamiya Huizi and said anxiously, “This was all my idea. It has nothing to do with him. Please pull him up quickly, Huiya, I beg you!”

"Then tell me where those things are. I have the patience to wait, but can your son hold it in for that long?" Tamiya Keiko sneered.

Han Suwen lowered her head and cried in pain.

"Director Han, if you keep those things, they may not save your younger son, but if you don't hand them over, your older son will definitely die soon."

Tamiya Keiko kept putting pressure on her.

"Wuwuwu, I told you, I told you, he's under the mattress in the guest bedroom on the second floor of my house. I'm telling you, please, please pull him up!"

Han Suwen really couldn't ignore her eldest son who was about to die. Just as she cared about her youngest son Jin Hongyi, she also cared about Jin Hongwu. The relationship between the mother and her two sons was too deep.

"Hang it up," Tamiya Keiko ordered, then she took a satellite phone and called Jin Yucheng in Tokyo: "The thing is under the mattress in the guest bedroom on the second floor of the villa at 1-25 Iwamoto-cho. Call me back as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)