In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 394: Like a candied haws, trying to turn a bad thing into a good thing

When Takaei Fujimoto, reeking of alcohol, arrived at Odori Park with a group of drunken subordinates, the chaos at the scene had ended, leaving only a mess. A large number of ambulances came and went, and medical staff continued to carry away the wounded or dead bodies.

Looking at this tragic scene, everyone sobered up, felt as if they were falling into an icy cave, their scalps tingling, and they knew that trouble was coming for the police headquarters.

"Ah!" a female section chief exclaimed.

Everyone subconsciously followed her line of sight and were horrified. Seven heads with disheveled hair and wide-open eyes were hung in a string in the middle of the stage, swaying gently. There was a small pool of dried blood on the floor.

"Director Fujimoto." Yamashita Hisato, who looked exhausted, walked over with his men. He paused for a moment on Aoyama Hidenobu, then turned back to Fujimoto Takaei and said in a deep voice, "27 people died in the stampede tonight, 106 people were sent to the hospital, 7 police officers were injured while maintaining order, and the mayor fainted due to high blood pressure and was delayed in being sent to the hospital due to the chaos. He was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment half an hour ago. We are in big trouble."

"2...27." Takaei Fujimoto squeezed out this number with a dry throat. When he thought of the mayor who was sent for emergency treatment, he almost fainted.

Regardless of whether those in power are willing or not, power itself represents responsibility to a certain extent. As the direct person in charge of Hokkaido's public security work, he, as the director, cannot escape accountability for such a big incident.

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

At this moment, Yamashita Hisato's phone rang. He picked it up and his originally ugly expression relaxed a lot. After hanging up, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The mayor is out of danger."

"call--"

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The death of 27 unruly people is scary enough.

It would be a real disaster if the mayor died too.

"That's good, that's good." Fujimoto Takaei muttered to himself, his dead brain became active again, and his small green eyes sparkled with wisdom. "We can't bear the responsibility for 27 deaths. Once public opinion spreads, the higher-ups will definitely be under pressure to investigate to the end, so the death toll must be controlled below 10. The disaster response officer should talk to the families of the deceased and ask them to take the money and shut up."

There will definitely be no accountability for a stampede caused by chaos involving tens of thousands of people, and if they only die, they will even dare to claim that the order was properly maintained and arrange things properly, and seek credit from their superiors.

"Hey!" The chief of police responded, because he was in charge of the disaster response officer, and then he asked tentatively, "But where does the money come from?"

There is no problem that money can't solve.

The problem is there is no money.

"I will meet with some prominent local business people in Sapporo and explain the pros and cons. This is also to protect the reputation of the entire Sapporo city and the Sapporo Snow Festival. I hope they can understand the greater good and make generous donations." Takaei Fujimoto said seriously.

But everyone except Aoyama Hidenobu and Nakamura Shinichi understood immediately, knowing that Fujimoto Takaei was going to explode the gold coins of those who colluded with the police.

Fujimoto Takaei turned around and looked at Aoyama Hidenori meaningfully, "Aoyama-kun, I didn't hide what happened tonight from you because I treat you as my own. I'm sure you will understand why I had to do this."

Even at this time, he is still testing Nidie.

"Hey! Don't worry, Director. I'm not one of those pedantic people. I know how to be flexible and consider the overall situation." Aoyama Hidenobu nodded.

He is now also a member of the Hokkaido Police Headquarters, so of course he has to safeguard the collective interests and honor.

Even if he exposed this matter and got rid of Fujimoto Takaei, what good would it do him? He couldn't possibly take over his position, and he couldn't even develop in Hokkaido, because if he did that, the local police would only reject or even hate him.

If we work together to overcome this crisis, we will be able to gain the other party's recognition and be wooed as one of their own.

With his fame and personal charm, once he is integrated into the Hokkaido Police Headquarters and accepted as one of their own by other police officers, he will surely be able to attract a considerable number of followers.

If he continues to compete for power with Fujimoto Takaei or other leaders, it will be an internal conflict. Some people will support him, while others will remain neutral.

Rather than fighting against the entire local interest group as an outsider, it would be extremely difficult.

"Yoshi! Aoyama-kun is indeed a man who understands the overall situation." Fujimoto Takaei nodded with satisfaction, then his face became serious, looking at the seven heads strung together, and said coldly: "The murderer is simply crazy and arrogant. He must be arrested at all costs to set the record straight!"

If the murderer is caught, what makes the police determined is not how many people he killed, but the fact that he provoked the police and caused trouble for them.

Just as Nakamura Shinichi was about to step out, Aoyama Hidenobu spoke first, "The situation is urgent. As the Vice Director of the Criminal Division, I can't be lazy. Let me pull this guy out of the shadows."

The reason why he took over the case was not to steal the credit from Shinichi Nakamura, but to protect him.

According to Shinichi Nakamura's idea, he was going to find a scapegoat if he couldn't catch the murderer. Originally, there might not be any problem with doing so, but if he did so now, it would not be possible for Takayoshi Fujimoto who had already made up his mind to catch the murderer.

Because things have developed to this point, the murderer has already caused a worse impact than if he could not be caught.

Therefore, catching the murderer and giving the public an explanation is not the only goal, the goal is to vent one's anger!

What Shinichi Nakamura cannot do, Aoyama Hidenobu can do, because Fujimoto Takaei may not give face to Shinichi Nakamura, but he will definitely give face to him.

It is much more believable for the same person to be said by Aoyama Hidenobu that he is the murderer of a serial dismemberment case than by Nakamura Shinichi that he is the murderer of a serial dismemberment case.

It just so happened that he also needed a case to let the local police know that he was truly the best detective of the Heisei era and to gain their gratitude.

"Since Aoyama-kun has volunteered, let's let that reptile that can only survive in the dark corners see the tiger of the Metropolitan Police Department!" Although Fujimoto Takaei was a little surprised that Aoyama Hidenobu took the initiative to take over this hot potato, he still agreed.

Aoyama Hidenobu had just given him so much face, he couldn't afford to embarrass the other party, and it was also a good opportunity to test how much Aoyama Hidenobu's reputation was worth.

At the same time, I also hold a glimmer of hope. What if Aoyama Hidenobu is really that powerful and really catches the murderer?

"Hey! Please rest assured, Mr. Mo, I will never let you down!" Aoyama Hidenobu solemnly promised.

"The thieves are cunning and treacherous, and Aoyama-kun is a newcomer, so just do your best." Fujimoto Takaei patted him on the shoulder and instructed him in a gentle tone.

Aoyama Hidenobu said nothing, but bowed seriously, as if he was determined to accomplish his goal.

"Then I'll leave the scene to Aoyama-kun." After saying this, Takaei Fujimoto hurriedly left with everyone.

Because he was in a hurry to visit all the people he should visit in the local area to minimize the impact of tonight. Before leaving, Yamashita Hisato looked at Aoyama Hidenobu deeply and bowed, "I wish Aoyama-kun all the best."

Aoyama Hidenobu bowed silently in return.

"Inspector..." Nakamura Shinichi looked puzzled.

Aoyama Hidenobu slowly stood up, straightened his suit, looked at him and explained his reasons.

Shinichi Nakamura was deeply moved after hearing this. He bowed excitedly and said, "It was because of my lack of ability that I failed to catch the murderer, which led to what happened tonight. I am really ashamed that I have to ask you to finish it for me."

"Let's not talk about this for now." Qingshan Hidenobu patted his shoulder indifferently, turned around and looked at the seven heads strung together, and suddenly said with an idea: "Does it look like a candied haws? I'm greedy."

Really, especially the blood that dripped on the ground, it had dried up, just like the melted sugar on the outside of a candied haws that dripped on the ground and then solidified again.

Shinichi Nakamura: “…………”

You have a good appetite.

"Hi!" He bowed, turned and ran.

Not long after, Nakamura Shinichi came back sweating profusely, carrying a whole bunch of candied haws, and said breathlessly, "Inspector, the candied haws are here."

"Thank you." Aoyama Hidenobu took one and looked at the policemen around him, "Give it to everyone."

Just in time for an after-meal dessert.

Everyone: "………………"

Thanks, but we really have no appetite!
But the leader’s gift could not be refused, so all the police officers could only eat the most unpalatable string of candied haws in their lives.

Aoyama Hidenobu licked the candied haws while climbing onto the stage. He walked over to the seven heads and examined them carefully. "Tsk, they are still fresh. Immediately compare the heads with the seven corpses to confirm their identities. Also, retrieve the surveillance footage and conduct a thorough investigation of all those who have been in contact with the stage for a long period of time recently."

It is not an easy task to put seven heads there without anyone noticing. The murderer is either there himself or he has accomplices among the employees who are building the stage. Whatever the reason, this will be the key clue to catch him.

"In addition, the murderer may have serious psychological problems and antisocial tendencies. Ordinary murderers have the habit of returning to the scene after killing someone, let alone a pervert like him. I suspect that he is very likely to be among the crowd tonight admiring his masterpiece, so carefully identify every suspicious person in the surveillance!"

"I know this is a lot of work, but as long as there is a slight possibility, we must do it and do our best, gentlemen! This is a war! A war concerning the reputation and honor of the Hokkaido police!"

Aoyama Hidenobu's face was solemn and his words were spoken in a loud voice.

There were tens of thousands of spectators at the opening ceremony, and watching the surveillance was a very labor-intensive job. It was not certain that the murderer could be found among so many people, but we had to look for him.

Anyway, he doesn't have to stay up late to watch the video.

"Hi!" The heads of various departments of the Investigation Section, who were standing in a circle around Aoyama Hidenobu, bowed in unison.

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

On the other hand, Takaei Fujimoto went to the hospital overnight to visit the mayor Hiroki Miyashita who had regained consciousness.

"Baka! You bastard! How can you do your job! There are so many domestic and foreign tourists here, we in Sapporo are embarrassed! Bakayashiro!"

The moment he saw Takaei Fujimoto, Hirokazu Miyashita, who was leaning against the head of the bed and drinking water, couldn't control his anger and smashed the cup over him.

"boom!"

Fujimoto Takaei did not dodge, allowing the cup to smash a cut on his forehead and blood to seep out.

Miyashita Guangke didn't expect that he didn't dodge. He was stunned for a moment and snorted coldly, but his momentum was much weaker.

"Mayor Miyashita, you don't want Sapporo's reputation to deteriorate further, do you?" Fujimoto Takaei bowed and said respectfully.

Miyashita Hirokazu laughed in anger, "What could be worse than tonight to make Sapporo's reputation worse?"

"It's true. A total of 27 people died in the stampede tonight." Fujimoto Takaei said lightly.

"Asshole! What did you say?" Miyashita Guangke stood up with his eyes wide open, jumped off the bed barefoot and rushed to Fujimoto Takaei, "How many people?"

"27." Takaei Fujimoto repeated again.

"Damn! How can there be so many!" Miyashita Hirokazu was sweating profusely, stomping on the spot, and then suddenly pointed at Fujimoto Takaei, "It's all your fault!"

"Hey! We do have a responsibility." Fujimoto Takaei bowed, then said, "But once the news gets out, how can you, as the mayor of a city, not take any responsibility at all? After all, you were here tonight! And the Sapporo Snow Festival is a business card of Sapporo. So many people died in this stampede. It will definitely be on international news. Will there be so many tourists next year? The financial data of the city hall will definitely be very ugly."

Trying to cover up the true casualty tonight.

The cooperation of the city hall is necessary.

"Are you threatening me?" Miyashita Hirokazu was displeased.

"I dare not." Fujimoto Takaei bowed and raised his head again, "I just hope to be in the same boat with you."

"Speak." Miyashita Guangke snorted coldly.

"Hi!" Takaei Fujimoto responded, and then said calmly: "We will deal with the victims' families, and the final death toll reported will not exceed 3. I hope you can also unify your statements and say a few good words for us. After all, only 3 people died in such a large-scale stampede. This is undoubtedly a good job of maintenance work done by our headquarters."

"It's all thanks to my effective supervision and leadership, and your effective execution." Miyashita Hiroki said calmly and sat back on the bed.

Officials have two mouths. If they handle things well, bad things that would otherwise be subject to accountability can be turned into good things.

(End of this chapter)