In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 354 There are a few brushes, but not many bristles on them
Facing the young gunman who rushed towards him.

Jin Yucheng took a step back and slightly sideways to avoid the incoming fist, and grabbed the wrist of the opponent's punching hand, and at the moment he used the force to right his body, he kicked out quickly and powerfully.

The kick hit the young man's lower abdomen.

"what!"

The young gunman screamed and was kicked away, falling to the ground. Before he could get up, Jin Yucheng stepped forward and stepped on his back, making him unable to move.

"Tsk, there are a few brushes, but there are not many bristles on the brushes." Jin Yucheng first looked down at him and made a casual comment, then bent down and broke the young gunman's legs and hands one by one.

"Ahhhh!"

This process was repeated four times in a row. The young gunman was in excruciating pain and almost fainted several times.

After making the other party completely lose the ability to resist, Jin Yucheng dragged him out of the alley like a dead dog and came to a public telephone booth. Ignoring the gazes of other passers-by, he calmly called Aoyama Hidenobu.

"Boss, I'm Yu Cheng. I've caught the gunman who attacked you just now, but I made some noise in the process. I hope you don't mind."

Jin Yucheng said in a calm tone.

"Someone just said that you were the one who caused the gunfight in Arakawa District?" Aoyama Hidenobu didn't even notice that Jin Yucheng's shadow bodyguard had disappeared. He had already returned to the Metropolitan Police Department. Before the other party could answer, he said, "Bring the person to the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department. Someone will be waiting for you there. Don't worry about anything else."

Jin Yucheng is still very useful. It may not be used most of the time, but as long as it can be used once at such a critical moment, it is enough.

"Yeah." Jin Yucheng replied calmly.

Aoyama Hidenobu added: "Increase salary."

"Hi! Thanks, boss!" Jin Yucheng's usually calm face showed a bright smile.

After all, nothing is more real than paying more.

Half an hour later, Aoyama Hidenobu saw the young gunman, lying like a dead dog, in the interrogation room of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Even though his hands and feet were broken and even though he was lying on the ground, the gunman still stared at Aoyama Hidenobu with eyes filled with hatred and resentment.

"It seems that you are not just a gunman, but you have a deep hatred against me, so you come to kill me." Aoyama Hidenobu said lightly.

The young gunman panted heavily and said through gritted teeth, "Yes, you are right, my name is Suzuki Ichiro and my sister is Suzuki Yuki! Aoyama Hidenobu, you damn bastard, give me back my sister's life!"

"Suzuki Yuki?" Although it had only been a dozen days since the incident, to be honest, Aoyama Hidenobu, who was busy with many things, had forgotten about this person. It took him a while to remember, "Oh, it turned out to be that woman."

Then he frowned unhappily. Suzuki Yuki has a brother. Nakamura Shinichi actually missed such important information, which caused him to almost be shot in the head today. This guy must be punished.

"You bastard! I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!" Suzuki Ichiro did not expect that Aoyama Hidenobu had even forgotten his tragically dead sister. Looking at his attitude which was no different from accidentally stepping on an ant to death, he felt even more angry and unwilling.

He only regretted that his shot today failed to blow the other person's head off, allowing him to stand here so arrogantly.

"You're right, I'm an asshole." Aoyama Hidenobu nodded in agreement, then stared at the young man with his eyes as sharp as torches and said, "Can you tell me how you knew that your sister's death was related to me? As far as I know, your sister's suicide note was burned, so who told you?"

After learning the other party's identity, he suddenly felt less angry and became very calm.

Ichiro Suzuki clenched his teeth and said nothing.

"Suzuki-kun, you know, I don't hate you for wanting to kill me. After all, if I can kill your sister, you can kill me, too. It's only natural." Aoyama Hidenobu dragged a chair over and sat down, as if what he was talking about had nothing to do with him. "I even admire you and agree with your approach, but unfortunately our positions are different, so don't blame me for being too ruthless."

"What else are you going to do!" Suzuki Ichiro felt very uneasy when he heard this, because he felt that the person in front of him was a madman and his thoughts were difficult to understand.

Because he could feel that what the other person said was sincere, and this was what scared him the most.

The scary thing about a madman is that normal people cannot predict how he will behave.

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled slightly, and said in a gentle tone, as if he was chatting with an old friend, "It's not easy for Miss Suzuki to live. Suzuki-kun doesn't want your sister to be unable to rest in peace after her death, and have her grave dug up, right?"

"Ah! Bakayaro! Aoyama Hidenobu you shameless bastard!" Suzuki Ichiro didn't expect that the other party would use this to threaten him, and he cursed.

Aoyama Hidenobu didn't care. "I always use any means to deal with my enemies. This is the only way to make everyone be my friend instead of my enemy. Besides, I am Japanese. Isn't it normal for Japanese to be bad?"

Ever since he put on the skin of a Japanese, he even became bolder in doing things like spitting everywhere.

"You bastard! Damn beast!" Suzuki Ichiro yelled hysterically, and when he was tired of yelling, he stared at Aoyama Hidenobu, gasping for breath.

"You've cursed enough, so are you going to say it or not?" Aoyama Hidenobu waited until he finished cursing before asking.

"Don't touch my sister's grave." Suzuki Ichiro closed his eyes and said almost pleadingly, and then he uttered a name, "Mikami Seishunari."

"Him?" Aoyama Hidenobu frowned, and then murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He thought he had done everything he could for this old guy, but Lao Deng actually wanted to kill him!

It's so bad! How can it be so bad!

Suzuki Ichiro said, "I have been abroad for many years. I just came back a few days ago to see my sister, but I learned from her friend that she was dead. She also told me that Xue had been dating Dongye before she died. I was going to kidnap him, but I don't know where the bastard went. I squatted near his house for three days and didn't see him!"

"On the fourth day, I couldn't wait any longer and was about to leave when I ran into Mikami Seinari who was looking for Higashino Yuiichi. I saw him entering the villa with servants serving him respectfully. I thought he was Higashino Yuiichi's father. When he left the villa, I followed him and abducted him on a sparsely populated road."

"After I controlled him, I asked him about the whereabouts of Higashino Yutaka and told him about my sister's death. But I didn't expect Mikami Seinari to tell me that all this was done by you in order to seize the Higashino family's property. It was you who used my sister and then killed her to silence her!"

"Yes, he is right." Aoyama Hidenori nodded and acknowledged Mikami Seinari's accusation against him.

Suzuki Ichiro felt his blood rushing to his head again.

"But he was wrong about one thing." Aoyama Hidenobu stood up and looked down at Suzuki Ichiro on the ground. "The reason your sister died was because she was too greedy. She could have just taken the compensation she deserved and left Japan, but she tried to extort more money from this incident. How can I keep her?"

Otherwise, he really wouldn't have killed one more person. "Ah!" Suzuki Ichiro roared in grief and anger.

Aoyama Hidenobu changed the subject again, "But I'm curious how you knew I would be there?"

"It was Makinari Mikami who told me that he was the one who had those bodies dug out." Suzuki Ichiro unceremoniously sold out Makinari Mikami.

After all, he didn't want to say it at first, not to protect Mikami Makinari, but just because he didn't want Aoyama Hidenori to get his wish. But after Aoyama Hidenori threatened to dig up the grave and whip the corpse, he had to say it.

Aoyama Hidenobu narrowed his eyes slightly. Damn, could it be that the deaths of those girls are related to Mikami Makinari?

"Suzuki-kun, I'm very sorry about your sister's death." He bowed deeply, stood up straight and said, "The only thing I can do now is to send you down to reunite with your sister as soon as possible. I hope this can make up for the harm I have done to you and your sister."

He is becoming more and more like a Japanese devil.

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, and had Suzuki Ichiro sent for treatment. At the same time, he sent people to immediately arrest Mikami Seishunari and summon Nakamura Shinichi.

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"Boom boom boom!"

Shinichi Nakamura knocked on the door of the section chief's office.

"Enter."

When Shinichi Nakamura pushed the door open, he saw Aoyama Hidenobu, who was only wearing a white shirt, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his back to him. He quickly walked up to him, bent down and bowed.

"Inspector, you're looking for me."

Aoyama Hidenobu slowly turned around and walked in front of Shinichi Nakamura. Although he did not speak, an invisible pressure had already enveloped Shinichi Nakamura, making his heart sink, his muscles tense, and he couldn't breathe.

"Nakamura-kun, I just encountered a thrilling assassination attempt. I believe you know about this."

Finally, Aoyama Hidenobu slowly spoke.

"Hey! Please rest assured, Inspector. I will definitely catch that daring murderer even if I have to dig three feet into the ground!" Shinichi Nakamura thought that the other party was unhappy because of this matter, and said firmly.

Aoyama Hidenobu shook his head and said, "There's no need to bother you. I've already caught the murderer."

"Ah?" Nakamura Shinichi was very surprised, because he had learned that the murderer had escaped during the chaos, but he quickly reacted and flattered him, "Superintendent, you are worthy of being the best detective in Japan's Heisei era."

"Do you know the identity of the murderer?" Aoyama Hidenobu's expression and tone remained unchanged.

Shinichi Nakamura felt uneasy and shook his head.

Aoyama Hidenobu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said word by word: "Suzuki Yuki's brother Suzuki Ichiro."

Shinichi Nakamura raised his head suddenly when he heard this.

"Snapped!"

The next second, a slap hit him hard in the face. His head was buzzing, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he lowered his head decisively, "This subordinate deserves death!"

"Pa!" Aoyama Hidenobu slapped him on the other side of the face again, "You really deserve to die."

"Hi!"

"Snapped!"

Knowing that he had made a serious mistake, Shinichi Nakamura was terrified and did not dare to beg for mercy. He just stood there and took the slap in the face, saying "hi" no matter what Aoyama Hidenobu said.

Finally, he couldn't hold it any longer and knelt on the ground, prostrating himself, begging sincerely, "Superintendent, please give me another chance."

"Nakamura-kun, I hope you will remember the pain you felt today." Aoyama Hidenobu said calmly.

Shinichi Nakamura threw his head to the ground, "Hey!"

"Get up." Aoyama Hidenobu was just punishing him for his poor performance and had no intention of leaving him there.

After all, everyone makes mistakes, so minor punishments and major warnings are enough. Shinichi Nakamura is still very loyal.

"Thank you, Officer!" Nakamura Shinichi finally felt relieved and quickly stood up and stood with his head down.

He was not afraid of just a few slaps, but he was afraid that Aoyama Hidenobu would no longer trust and use him.

Aoyama Hidenobu shook his hands, turned around and walked towards his office chair, saying without looking back: "The reason why Suzuki Ichiro found me is closely related to Mikami Makinari. The five female corpses dug out this morning were also dug out by Mikami Makinari. I have asked someone to catch him. You are responsible for interrogating him and prying his mouth open."

"Hey! Don't worry, Inspector! I will never let you down again!" Shinichi Nakamura promised solemnly.

Aoyama Hidenobu waved his hand disinterestedly.

Shinichi Nakamura bowed and turned to leave. After closing the office door, he dared to raise his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of anger and hostility.

This is certainly not directed at Aoyama Hidenobu.

Rather, he was angry at his subordinates for not doing their job well and for hiding such important and critical information from him.

If you have anger in your heart, you naturally need to vent it.

Makinari Mikami is a great tool for relieving heat.

(End of this chapter)