In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 379: Reporting the death of my elder brother, I am willing to go through fire and water for him! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)
January 1th, Tuesday, Minor Cold.

Although it was cold outside, it was warm inside.

It's about the weather and my sister-in-law.

It was snowing outside. Haruko Aoyama was curled up in Aoyama Hidenobu's arms with her back to him, like a toy doll. Her pretty rosy face was covered with sweat, her eyes were dull, and her red lips were slightly open as she gasped.

Following it upstream, the road is long and obstructed. Following it downstream, it seems to be in the center of the water.

After a shiver, Aoyama Hidenobu felt bored, let go of his sister-in-law, turned over, got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, "Sister-in-law, you should have a rest. I have to go to work. I won't eat at home this morning."

On cold winter days, it is necessary to do a set of refreshing radio gymnastics in the morning to refresh yourself.

No, it's just gymnastics, but without condoms.

After all, the doctors said that my sister-in-law had health problems and it was almost impossible for her to get pregnant, so there was naturally no need for her to use contraception.

If she gets pregnant, I'll give it to my sister-in-law as a gift.

"Yeah." Haruko Aoyama responded with a heavy nasal tone. She really didn't have the energy to get up and make breakfast.

On the way, Aoyama Hidenobu bought something to fill his stomach, and after arriving at the Metropolitan Police Department, he started working.

"Knock knock knock!" Soon there was a knock on the door.

Aoyama Hidenobu casually called out, “Come in.”

Then the sound of a door opening was heard, followed by the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground.

"Da~da~da~"

Aoyama Hidenobu looked up and looked at the woman in front of him with some surprise, "President Tamiya, it's been a long time since we last met. You look more and more beautiful. What brings you here today? Please take a seat."

The visitor was none other than the owner of the Paradise Club and one of the directors of the Korean Citizens Association in Japan, Keiko Tamiya.

The two haven't seen each other for a long time.

She seemed to be in a heavy and gloomy mood today. She did not flirt with him as usual. Instead, she placed her hands on her lower abdomen and bowed solemnly. "Inspector Qingshan, my father passed away at 3 a.m. today. The memorial service will be held at the militia headquarters in two days. I hope you can be there."

Generally, invitations are not sent out for funerals.

Just give me a notice, it’s up to you whether to come or not.

She came in person to invite us, which shows how much she values ​​us.

However, Aoyama Hidenobu felt that the other party's main purpose in inviting her was to attract external help to prevent someone from attacking her at the funeral hall and to avoid being alone.

After all, he should be her most in-depth partner, and there are not many Japanese with his length.

"This is really a sad thing. Please accept my condolences, President Tamiya." Aoyama Hidenobu stood up and bowed in return, then said: "The yacht given by President Cui is one of the best gifts I received last year. His voice and smile are still in my mind. President Tamiya, rest assured, I will be there to pay tribute tomorrow."

Cui Guiwen was seriously ill last year and had been in the hospital ever since, but he ultimately did not survive the winter.

For the elderly, winter is a killer.

His funeral hall should be very lively, with many Japanese entrepreneurs, Korean entrepreneurs in Japan, politicians funded by him, and people from South Korea coming.

Don't think that he was controlled by Aoyama Hidenobu before.

That's because he's old and only wants to pave the way for his son. He has lost his ambition. In addition, he is sensitive about his identity and doesn't want to make a big deal out of it. Moreover, he has the cooperation of the traitor Tamiya Keiko, and Aoyama Hidenobu has the Hikokawa family behind him, otherwise they would not be able to bully this old man.

The militia is very powerful. In Japan, the only ones who dare to fight against them openly and at all costs are the North Korean United Association composed of North Koreans in Japan.

The North Korea United Federation, like the South Korean militia, is a state-backed behemoth with more than a dozen banks, more than two dozen companies, and sixty to seventy schools including a university. It provides more than 10 billion U.S. dollars in foreign exchange to the Kim family every year.

The North-South confrontation, the different forces of these two camps often clash in Japan and fight each other.

Unlike Koreans in Japan who actively participate in Japanese politics and seek equal treatment, the North Korean United Association strongly opposes its members' involvement in this matter and even prohibits North Koreans in Japan from marrying Japanese. Therefore, relatively speaking, there are no militias that can thrive in Japan.

The militia would take the initiative to contact Aoyama Hidenobu, and the United Association has never appeared in front of him.

Their development ideas are not good. Once bureaucrats like Aoyama Hidenobu, who have a lot of vested interests in the militia, come to power, the United Federation will definitely suffer a heavy blow.

"Hi! Thank you, Inspector Aoyama. Keiko is looking forward to seeing you. I still have to go and inform some of my father's close friends about his death. So I'll take my leave first." Tamiya Keiko bowed calmly and turned to leave.

She had no feelings for Choi Kyu-moon, but he was her biological father after all, and her emotions were bound to fluctuate when facing his death, so she had no intention of flirting with Aoyama Hidenobu.

Staring at the graceful back of Tamiya Keiko, Aoyama Hidenobu couldn't help but imagine what she would look like in mourning clothes.

I guess it has a unique flavor.

He hasn't unlocked the funeral hall copy yet.

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

The ringing of the phone interrupted his wandering thoughts. "Moshimoshi." Aoyama Hidenobu answered the phone.

"Superintendent, ten minutes ago a gold shop in Kita-Shinjuku 3-chome was robbed by three armed robbers. One person died. When the police arrived, the robbers had already fled. From the on-site surveillance, the three men acted decisively and killed people without hesitation. They are undoubtedly habitual criminals." The head of the second department of the robbers, Taro Tsuburaya, reported in a serious tone.

Aoyama Hidenobu was worried about the whereabouts of Higashino Yutaka, so he didn't have the energy to care about such a small case where only one person died. "You will be fully responsible."

It would take double-digit deaths for him to get personally involved.

"Hi!" Tsuburaya Taro responded.

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Dark, damp and overgrown with weeds.

We're talking about the sewer, don't think too much.

The flashlight provided a faint light, and the gang consisting of Dongye Jiecheng and the fat and thin monks gathered together.

"Brother, we have checked out the three people you asked us to keep an eye on. Two of them never go out, and there are police at home. Only this woman went out as usual today, and there were no police at home." The thin man curled up like a monkey and pointed at Yamamoto Na's photo and said.

Dongye Jiecheng sneered, "This woman is brainless. She has a gangster as her boyfriend. She must have been unable to hold back and went out to date him secretly."

"I envy the gangsters." The fat man spoke frankly.

Dongye Jiecheng glanced at him and said indifferently: "I'll let you have some fun when the time comes."

He never treated his brothers unfairly, just like he had given all kinds of benefits to Yamamoto Na and the other three.

"Thank you, big brother!" The fat man's eyes lit up, he was ecstatic, and said excitedly: "If I can sleep with such a white, rich and beautiful woman, it would be worth dying in her belly!"

"No future." The thin man looked at her with contempt, turned his head and licked his face and said to Dongye Jiecheng: "This woman dared to let you down, big brother, she really deserves to die, big brother, please let me have some fun. Of course, having some fun is not the purpose, but to vent your anger, big brother. Letting a woman like her who lives in luxury be wantonly ravaged by a low-class trash like me is the best revenge for her! I am willing to work hard for you, big brother, until I die!"

Now, you see, this is called pattern.

"Brother, give the order quickly! We will tie her up tomorrow!" The fat man couldn't wait any longer.

"Kidnap her? No, no, no." Dongye Jiecheng smiled and shook his head, his eyes wisely saying, "This woman's life is extremely irregular, and her route is not fixed, so it's very troublesome to kidnap her. Compared to her, her gangster boyfriend's life is very regular. He goes to the bar at night, races in the early morning, and stays in the rental house to catch up on sleep during the day. He goes to the three points and follows a fixed schedule."

"So we just kidnapped her boyfriend and used him to trick her into delivering the goods to her door."

As the leader of this small group of bad friends, he also met Yamamoto Nana's boyfriend. Although he looked down on him, out of curiosity he followed him to experience the life of the scum of the society.

Therefore, I know the movements of that gangster.

"Brother, you are so tall! No wonder all the police in Tokyo... No! All the police in Japan are fooled by you!" The skinny man flattered him.

The fat man nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes, they even searched house by house, but who would have thought that you were hiding underground? Unless they really dug deep into the ground, they would never find you."

Dongye Jiecheng's face twitched. He was a little embarrassed by the praise. He hid in the sewer simply because he stepped on empty air and fell down. He could only try to keep a straight face and pretend that he was mysterious and everything was under his control.

"Okay, let's talk about the action plan. That guy rented a suite in the Tomihisa Apartment in Shinjuku Roku-chome by relying on gigolos. He usually sleeps at home during the day. Tomorrow we will pretend to be gas workers and trick him into opening the door..."

At the same time, Room 1202, Fujiu Apartment.

The original owner and his wife had been tied up and gagged and thrown into a corner. Three young men in their thirties poured a large bag of gold and silver jewelry onto the dining table and weighed the grams.

They are the gangsters who robbed the gold shop during the day.

"Brother, we are working and staying in Shinjuku, is everything really okay?" One of the young men with a shaved head asked absentmindedly.

Hearing this, another young man with a beard stopped what he was doing and looked at the boss.

The eldest of the three was a gentleman in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses, who looked more like a Chinese teacher. He weighed the items without even looking up and said casually, "The police would think the same. The farther you run, the easier it is to be discovered. This is a high-end apartment building with hundreds of people living in it. If something unexpected happens, these are all ready-made hostages."

When the two heard this and saw how calm their eldest brother was, their worries were alleviated a little, and they continued to count today's spoils.

The gold made a clanging sound when it collided.

Crisp and pleasant, extremely beautiful to listen to.

"Brother, I have 10 kilograms here."

"I have 13 jin here."

"I have 15 here, which makes a total of 38." The elegant young man packed up all the gold and said, "We have enough money now. We will go to Hokkaido after hiding for a few days. Robbery is an unstable and risky business. It is not a long-term solution. The older we get, the more we cannot do it. We should do something stable that can provide for our retirement."

Upon hearing this, the man with a shaved head and the man with a beard couldn't help but smile, full of anticipation for a bright new future.

As the economy goes into recession, some people start to take a break.

There are also people who work hard with their own hands!
(End of this chapter)