In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 294: Encountering a speech on the road, inviting people, and arresting the murderer
On the way back to the Metropolitan Police Department from Hikokawa Kentomo, Aoyama Hidenobu happened to encounter Shimura Ao's speech.

He pulled over in the car and listened to a segment.

This BYD made me laugh so hard.

This old man had previously used the robbery of the Agricultural and Forestry Bank's armored car to criticize the police for their inaction. Now that there has been progress in the case, he shamelessly claimed that this was the result of his supervision, urging and encouragement.

At the same time, he began to criticize Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. for being suspected of murdering Kitahara Yota, saying that this was also due to the inaction of the police and government departments. He was specifically using hot events to criticize the government to gain public support.

After all, the economy is now in a downturn and many citizens are resentful of the government. At this time, Shimura Ao stood up and used various hot events to criticize the government and large companies, acting as if he was speaking up for the people.

That will naturally win the favor of the people.

The people will also expect that after they use their own power to send Shimura Ao into politics, he will represent their interests and fight for good policies for them.

Although they have experienced the deception time and time again of politicians ignoring their campaign promises once they came to power.

But they can only try to believe the next one.

What else can we do?

After all, the Constitution stipulates that they can only exercise their civil rights in this way.

No one dares to break the rules, and no one can break the rules. They can only play within the rules set by politicians. However, the rules set by politicians will only benefit the politicians. How can they benefit the common people?

So they can only repeat the process of trusting new politicians and then being disappointed in them again.

In this process, one politician after another got what they wanted by deceiving their trust, but the people never got the results they wanted, and yet they could only pin their hopes on this.

"He criticized Nohara Financial Corporation in the newspaper the day before, and was murdered at home the next night. Who is the suspect? This is already known to everyone! Why haven't the police investigated Nohara Financial Corporation yet? What are they worried about?"

"If speaking out for justice means risking death, then I think I might be in danger too. I'm not afraid of death, never! But I'm really afraid that even after I die, the police won't investigate the suspect!"

"The police are supported by the citizens' taxes. If they don't work for the citizens and can't protect the lives and property of the citizens, then what's the point of having them? It would be better to reduce the police force, cut the police budget, and invest the limited funds in improving people's livelihood facilities!"

Shimura Ao's topic eventually returned to the point of cutting the National Police Agency's budget, because this was one of his political slogans and he had to keep emphasizing it.

"That's right! The economy is in a downturn now and we can't even find a job. Why are the police still treated so well? They can't do anything. Only the elites should be kept and the rest should be laid off!"

"You're right. They can only suck blood from the national system and can't do anything useful at all!"

"I strongly support reducing the budget of the National Police Agency..."

The people who were listening to his speech were already very impressed by his style, so they all expressed their support excitedly.

"Shabi."

Aoyama Hidenobu commented on the people who supported Shimura Ao, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Shimura Ao was able to gain their support by calling for a cut in the National Police Agency's budget and successfully won the election and got his desired position, but what would these citizens get if the budget was really cut?

Do you really think the money saved will be invested in them? It will just go into the pockets of corrupt officials.

Moreover, if welfare benefits are reduced, the police will certainly complain and will naturally find ways to fleece the people to feed themselves. This currently covert behavior will surely become open and aboveboard.

The black and white sides are growing stronger while the white and the black sides are losing. Once the police force is insufficient, crime will become more rampant, and the people who will suffer in the end are the people who are calling for police cuts.

But Shimura Ao is really annoying. This old man had better pray that he never needs to call the police in his lifetime.

Otherwise he will suffer. He must experience what it feels like to have insufficient police force.

Aoyama Hidenobu had just returned to the Metropolitan Police Department and hadn't even sat down when someone knocked on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Enter."

Shinichi Nakamura pushed the door open, closed it behind him, and said, "Officer, what a surprise! The hair found in Kitahara Yota's home was sent for testing, and the results are in. It belongs to a man named Shimizu Isamu. He has been imprisoned many times for theft, assault, and other crimes, and has been registered in the national DNA database."

At present, there is no nationwide registration of DNA fingerprints, etc. Only the DNA and fingerprints of criminals are registered. The purpose of this is to facilitate the current situation. If they commit crimes again after being released from prison, their identities can be directly locked through testing of hair and other items left at the scene.

"Oh?" Aoyama Hidenobu's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, "Have you arranged for someone to look for him?"

No matter who the mastermind behind the incident is, as long as the murderer of Kitahara Yota can be caught, then at least Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. can be pulled out of the turmoil.

Then wait for an opportunity to retaliate severely!

"It has been arranged. Qingshui Yong grew up in an orphanage. From his previous records, we can see that he has deep feelings for the orphanage. I have sent someone to the orphanage to ask the director about his residence."

Shinichi Nakamura replied in a calm tone.

"Yoshi! Very good! You must hold him down for me!" Aoyama Hidenobu instructed in a serious tone.

Shinichi Nakamura responded solemnly: "Hi!"

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At the same time, the Yamakawa family was working.

As the editor-in-chief of the Mainichi Shimbun, Igawa Aomatsu has been in a bad mood recently because he finally fell in love with a woman, but she was ungrateful and not only did she not obey him, but she also humiliated him without any courtesy.

Who is he? He was splashed with wine!

But today I finally got rid of my anger.

"Humph!"

Shaking the Daily News in his hand, Igawa Aomatsu sneered as he read the report about Kitahara Yota's death being suspected to be a revenge.

Is the bitch Nohara feeling very anxious and worried now?

If I had listened to him that night.

Why would there be so many troubles later?
Women are easily emotional and irrational. Now they have to pay the price for their impulsiveness.

As for whether Kitahara Yota was killed by Nohara Financial Co., Ltd., he thought not. After all, he believed that Nohara Ito would not be so stupid.

"Editor-in-Chief...I...I tried my best."

Below, the female reporter who had been busy all the time raised her head, rubbed her sore cheeks, looked at Igawa Aomatsu with a helpless and pitiful expression and said.

She tried all kinds of musical instruments, such as playing wind instruments and singing.

This caterpillar really didn't react at all.

"Baga! Bastard! Are you laughing at me?" Igawa Qingsong didn't know if he was hurt by the other's eyes, he kicked him off the bed, and said ferociously: "Why don't I have any feelings for you? Is it because you are not pretty enough, your figure is not good enough, and your skills are not good enough? You have to reflect on yourself!"

Anyway, this is definitely not his own problem. "Hey! Hey! Hey!" The woman got up and knelt on the ground, bowing her head repeatedly to apologize, looking very humble.

After all, as a newly employed intern reporter, a single word from the other party could make her a full-time employee, but the same words could also make her lose her place in the industry.

Igawa Aomatsu said, "Climb up and continue."

The woman climbed onto the bed obediently again, buried her head again, and worked hard to become a regular employee.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the door was kicked open roughly.

Several strong men came in one after another.

"Ah!" the woman screamed in fright.

"Baga! Who are you? Who allowed you to come in?" Jingchuan Qingsong was also shocked, but pretended to be calm and asked in a stern voice.

Trying to intimidate the other party in this way.

"Good afternoon, Editor-in-Chief Jingchuan." The leading young man bowed politely, then raised his head and said calmly, "Someone wants to see you, but don't worry, talk to you after you're done. Please continue."

As he said this, he raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

The woman had already hidden in the quilt, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, full of fear and anxiety.

"Assholes! Get out! Get out now!"

Igawa Qingsong roared hysterically.

"Since you don't want to play, just leave."

As the leading young man finished speaking, a sturdy man strode forward, grabbed the woman's hair and pulled her away amid her screams, then jumped onto the bed and raised one foot to step between Igawa Qingsong's legs.

Use the soles of your leather shoes to crush it hard.

"Ahhhh!"

Igawa Qingsong's old face was distorted with pain, the newspaper in his hand fell, and he let out a shrill scream.

If it was a woman stepping on him with leather shoes, he might be excited, but unfortunately he is a man now.

"Stop it! Stop it! I'm going with you!"

Igawa Aomatsu wailed in agony.

Similar scenes happened to the editors-in-chief of several newspapers, all of whom were asked to leave, either politely or rudely, and anxiously waited for their unknown fate.

On the other hand, Shimizu Isamu has been very cool recently.

Because he had money, he simply became Ken Shimizu and was constantly showing up in various places in Tokyo.

At this moment, he was holding a naked beauty in his arms. He was lying there, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, recalling what happened that night in his mind.

After threatening Aoi Chou that night, he prepared to find a place to get some money to have a couple of drinks so that he could get drunk and forget his worries.

When he passed by Kitahara Yota's house, he found that the door was not closed. He had loved stealing things since he was a child, and his old habit of stealing came back. Seeing that there was no one around, he sneaked in.

I want to make some money.

When I entered the living room, I found a man lying on the ground unconscious with a lot of money scattered around his body.

He didn't have time to think about what was going on and rushed to pick up the money, but the unconscious person on the ground suddenly woke up, looked at him and said he wanted to call the police.

Qingshui Yong thought that the other party wanted to call the police to arrest him, so in panic, he pulled out the dagger he was carrying and stabbed him dozens of times.

Then he hurriedly fled the scene with the money.

The next day he found out that the person he had killed that night was a reporter. He was scared, but as he was inexperienced, he had no idea how to escape. At the same time, he had a glimmer of hope in his heart, thinking that maybe the police would not find out about him.

"call--"

He exhaled slowly, and when he entered the sage time, he suddenly felt that it was meaningless to indulge in beauty and pleasure.

Now that I have so much money, should I send it to the orphanage to improve its facilities?
After all, that's where I grew up.

The director's grandmother has always been very nice to him.

He did what he thought. Qingshui Yong pushed the woman away, stood up, put on his clothes and left, preparing to go home to get some hidden money to send to the orphanage.

But just as he reached the door of his house, he stopped abruptly and realized something was wrong, because he imitated the scenes in the movies and clamped a leaf in the crack of the door.

And now the leaf has fallen to the ground.

There is someone in the house ambushing me.

Qingshui Yong was suddenly frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

Then he turned and ran without hesitation.

"catch him!"

"Police! Don't move! I'll shoot you if you run again!"

Several plainclothes police officers suddenly rushed out from the homes of several neighbors around him and chased after him, shouting warnings.

Qingshui Yong turned a deaf ear and continued to run away.

Because he knew the police wouldn't just shoot.

"boom!"

At this moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

Qingshui Yong's legs went limp and he subconsciously squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, but in fact, it was just the police firing a warning shot, not shooting directly at him.

Two policemen who were nearby immediately rushed over and pinned him to the ground, making him unable to move.

"Tell me! What's your name?" one of the policemen, kneeling on his neck, shouted.

"Qing...Qingshui Yong."

"Identity confirmed, take away!"

(End of this chapter)