In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 260: The butt determines the head, killing them until they are terrified (asking for monthly tickets!)

Aoyama Hidenobu liked to visit the Takizawa family very much.

It will make him feel at home.

Where you came from, you will eventually return to.

Virgins are an exception.

"Master...it's Hiusein, please come in."

This time it was Miki Hashimoto who opened the door for him.

She was wearing a homely suspender nightgown that fit tightly against her delicate body, showing off her curvy figure. The front of the collar was inlaid with a circle of white lace, revealing her skin. The hem of the skirt was also inlaid with a circle of lace, and her legs were long, slender, white, and tender.

She is over 30 but still looks like a little girl.

All I can say is that having money is good.

Girls of rich men have a long shelf life.

"Thank you, ma'am." Aoyama Hidenobu bowed and thanked her, then followed her into the living room.

On the sofa, Takizawa Sikong, who was reading a book, put it down and said, "Xiu Xin is here, come and sit down."

This old man has a good habit of reading. When Aoyama Hidenobu came several times, this guy was reading.

"Hi!" Qingshan Hidenobu lowered his head, then walked over and sat down, and asked, "Qianyu is not here tonight?"

"She has several court sessions tomorrow, and is working overtime to read case files." Miki Hashimoto poured him a glass of water.

"Thank you, Madam." Aoyama Hidenobu picked up the water cup and took a sip, then put it down again and turned to Takizawa Sikong and said, "I came here today to congratulate you, the vice president, and congratulate you on your promotion to the position of president."

"Oh?" Takizawa Sikong's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands in excitement and anticipation, "What do you mean by that?"

"Mr. President, I accidentally obtained a video of the son of Supreme Court Justice Matsushita Toshiyuki raping a woman, and I came here to ask you for help." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled and took out a CD from his arms.

Takizawa Sikong couldn't wait to say, "Let it go quickly."

"This... Dean, should we ask Madam to step aside for a while?" Aoyama Hidenobu asked considerately.

After all, the content of the picture is not suitable for children.

Takizawa Sikong felt even more excited, and replied seriously: "There is nothing between Meiji and me that she doesn't know, so don't worry."

"Husband~" Miki Hashimoto took the initiative to hug Takizawa Sikong's arm and looked at him with a face full of emotion and admiration.

The look of love for someone can be faked.

Aoyama Hidenobu walked over, put the movie into the DVD player, played it on the TV, and then sat back on the sofa.

"Meiji, Xiu Xin is a guest, please sit next to him and entertain him for me. I am not feeling well tonight." Takizawa Sikong said earnestly.

"Hi." Miki Hashimoto responded, then stood up and walked around to sit down elegantly next to Hidenobu Aoyama. Both sides kept a certain distance and looked very polite.

At this time, Takizawa Sikong said again: "Go turn off the lights, the TV picture will be clearer."

It's also more convenient for you two.

"Hi!" Miki Hashimoto followed suit.

As the lights turned off, the living room instantly became dark, with only the faint light provided by the TV.

Because the living room was very large, the sofa area appeared very dark, so Miki Hashimoto became bolder and took the initiative to move her butt closer to Aoyama Hidenobu and sit.

A faint fragrance lingered around his nose.

The video finished playing quickly.

"Dean, what do you think?"

Aoyama Hidenobu looked at Takizawa Sikong and asked.

"Exciting." Takizawa Sikong blurted out.

Aoyama Hidenobu was confused, "Huh?"

"I mean it's ridiculous!" Takizawa Sikong reacted and quickly changed his words, saying righteously: "As a chief justice, Matsushita Shun can't even make his own son obey the law, and he still expects others to obey the law? If such a person is really allowed to become the president, it will be a shame for the Japanese judicial community! I don't have to be the president, but I can't let such a person occupy a high position. For this, I will have to suffer a little more."

Sometimes we can only make the people suffer.

Sometimes you can only bear the brunt of the bureaucracy.

"With great ability comes great responsibility. President Takizawa carries the fairness and justice of all Japanese citizens on his shoulders. It's really hard work." Aoyama Hidenobu hypocritically expressed his admiration for the Japanese weightlifting champion.

"Alas, it's because there is no one to take over. Otherwise, at my age, I would also like to take a rest and enjoy my old age." Takizawa Sikong shook his head and sighed, then said solemnly: "Xiu Xin, thank you for your hard work this time."

"It's all my job." Aoyama Hidenobu did not take any credit for it. He lowered his head slightly and spoke sincerely.

Takizawa Sikong nodded slightly, sat over and patted his shoulder, "I will never treat you unfairly."

Where can I find another person like him who can both stimulate me and help me get things done?

"Hi!" Aoyama Hidenobu responded respectfully.

It’s okay, I won’t treat myself badly.

"By the way, has Hidenobu eaten yet?" Takizawa Sikong suddenly remembered this and asked with concern. Aoyama Hidenobu smiled embarrassedly, "I came to your place as soon as possible, but you haven't eaten yet."

"How can this be possible? Emperors have always been hungry." Takizawa Sikong looked at Hashimoto Miki with a serious face, "Go and make some food to entertain Hidenobu."

"Hi!" Miki Hashimoto turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Aoyama Hidenobu said: "It's too troublesome..."

"No trouble, Xiu Xin, just sit there and wait to taste the food. My wife's seafood is amazing." Takizawa Sikong said with a beaming smile.

I'm not exaggerating. Aoyama Hidenobu didn't expect that Hashimoto Miki's cooking skills were so good. The dishes she made were so delicious that he drank three bowls of rice in a row.

"The food my wife cooked is so delicious. I am so sorry for this." He put down his bowl and chopsticks, looking shy.

Miki Hashimoto smiled elegantly, and sitting next to Sikong Takizawa, she showed the temperament of a noble lady.

Who would have thought that the dignified girl had another side?
Takizawa Sikong laughed, "Xiu Xin, don't be embarrassed. Being able to eat is a blessing. Being able to eat is a blessing."

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The next morning, news of Kazuo Mishima being killed and hung from a street lamp was widely reported.

All citizens were shocked when they learned about this.

Some people feel so happy and excited that they want to kill the boss on the spot and hang him up to liven up the atmosphere.

Some people found it horrifying and appalling, and wished that the four men were caught and shot on the spot.

People have different butts and different views.

Among these reports, there are also some less noticeable news: that is, several schools in Tokyo have clearly decided to refuse to admit the children of the four murderers, and several private hospitals have stated that they refuse to provide medical treatment to the families of the four murderers unless they surrender, and they will never change their decision.

This was fake news fabricated by Aoyama Hidenobu who asked Aoi Haraichi to use his connections, and his purpose was to lure Abe and his four companions to show up and return to Tokyo.

After all, the fact that they were willing to take the risk of kidnapping Kazuo Mishima in order to help their fellow workers get their wages back shows that they are loyal and righteous people and it is impossible for them not to care about their families.

Especially their own blood descendants.

Because they wanted to follow the development of the matter, Abe and his four companions who had fled to Nagoya did buy a few newspapers this morning and noticed this fake news.

"Bakayalu! These bastards! How could they do this? Our business has nothing to do with the child!"

"How could they do this! Our family is innocent! These damn bastards!"

"No, I want to go back to Tokyo. I want to turn myself in. My father has a chronic disease and I can't delay."

The four men were shocked and angry. They didn't expect that they only killed one capitalist, but the other capitalists united to put pressure on them.

Although what Aoyama Hidenobu released was fake news.

But in fact, several factories have announced in the circle that they will not recruit the family members of these four people. After all, in these ridiculous years, capitalists are more united than workers.

"Shut up!" Although Abe was furious at first and wanted to go back to Tokyo to do his job alone without involving his family, he soon calmed down.

He looked at his three companions and said, "After working for so many years, don't you understand the character of a vampire like Kazuo Mishima? Even if we go back and turn ourselves in, they may not necessarily ostracize our family. At most, they may not publicize it on the surface because they want to make an example of him. A great man once said that compromise alone will not bring preferential treatment!"

"Then Brother Abe, what do you think we should do? We can't just sit there and let our families suffer." The young man with a shaved head said emotionally.

"Of course not!" Abe rejected it firmly, his eyes firm, and he said in a cold voice: "Only through struggle can we gain peace! Killing one person means death, killing ten people also means death, so let's kill them until they are afraid! As long as we don't die, the rest of them won't dare to target our families."

"These guys may seem powerful and have all kinds of social resources, but they are actually paper tigers that can't withstand a single blow. They are reluctant to gamble with their precious lives. Believe me, it's true!"

He originally just wanted to escape and hide his identity to avoid capture, but now he has changed his mind.

He's going to continue killing those damn capitalists.

As long as he kills enough people, he can not only protect his family, but also make other capitalists afraid and provide better treatment to other workers.

"And if we don't go back, they will think we don't care about our families, so they will naturally target us less," Abe added.

The honest middle-aged man nodded and said, "I think what Brother Abe said makes sense. I won't go back."

"Then...then I won't go back either." The cowardly middle-aged man swallowed and squeezed out a sentence.

The young men were hot-tempered, and the young man with a shaved head was even more vicious. "Then kill them! Kill them until they are scared!"

What this country lacks the least is unscrupulous capitalists, who are ready to kill wherever they go.

Aoyama Hidenobu probably never dreamed that he would backfire. Not only did he fail to force them to come back and surrender, but he also killed a few more capitalists.

If he knew about it.

That would definitely... make me laugh to death.

Anyway, the person he killed was not someone he knew.

Then put more effort into catching the murderer.

After all, this is his duty. Although he may be kind-hearted occasionally, his identity and ambition mean that he is destined to sit on the side of the bureaucracy.

Aoyama Hidenobu had no awareness and no obligation to fight for the happiness and fairness of the Japanese people. He just wanted to overthrow the masters who oppressed the Japanese people and then exploit them himself!
But he treats everyone equally, the rich and the poor. He wants to make money from the poor, and he also wants to make money from the masters.

(End of this chapter)