In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 441 It's your own fault. If you try to get the skin of a tiger, you will be eaten by it. (Seeking monthly votes)
The investigation team has just arrived, and the waves it has caused are currently only surging among the upper levels and have not spread to the lower levels. The grassroots police officers have basically not paid attention to the news of the investigation team.

They are still doing their work step by step.

For example, Inspector Shota Yonekura, head of the First Department of the Third Investigation Section, has recently been working on the task assigned to him by Hidenori Aoyama - to find a way to send Abe Yoshinari, the secretary of the Chairman of the Board of Education, to prison.

It turns out that when Japanese police get serious about getting something done they are very efficient.

After all, Japanese people may not necessarily be able to do good things.

But he must be good at doing bad things.

God helps those who work hard. After days of investigation and planning, Shota Yonekura finally and quickly completed every step of the process to frame Abe.

He caught a habitual criminal who organized gambling, but gave him a chance for leniency, which was to ask the other party to hand over the account book and identify Abe Yoshinari as the real boss, and he was at most an accomplice.

From being the principal offender to an accomplice, and having made meritorious contributions, the sentence would naturally be much lighter. The organizers were more than happy to accept this and repeatedly promised to cooperate with the police in law enforcement.

Now that we have the witnesses, the next step is the physical evidence.

At this moment, Shota Yonekura was standing outside Abe's house with a group of subordinates, several of whom were holding tool kits with police logos.

"Knock on the door." Shota Yonekura gave the order.

One of the subordinates immediately stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

Soon, the door opened. It was the charming Mrs. Abe who opened the door. She looked at the group of police outside with a suspicious look in her eyes. "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

"I'm sorry to bother you. Is Secretary Abe at home?" Shota Yonekura asked politely.

"Who's looking for me?" Before Mrs. Abe could answer, Abe Yecheng heard the voice in the living room and walked over. He was stunned when he saw the group of policemen outside the door. "What do you want from me?"

"Hello, Secretary Abe. I am Shota Yonekura, the chief of the First Division of the Third Investigation Section of the Criminal Division of the Hokkaido Police Headquarters." Shota Yonekura first introduced himself, and then stated his purpose. "Someone has accused you of organizing gambling activities many times, involving huge amounts of money. Now we have to search your residence in accordance with the law. Please cooperate with us and your wife. Go in and search."

Several subordinates behind him were about to go in.

"Wait!" Abe Yoshinari, who had reacted, shouted at the door. He looked at Shota Yonekura angrily and said, "This is a shameful slander! Do you know who I am? How could I organize gambling? Tell me who testified against me!"

His first reaction was that a rival in the officialdom was targeting him, and he did not think of Nao Miyashita.

"Secretary Abe, whether it is slander or not is not up to you or me. It is the evidence that matters! If we find out that the other party has slandered you, we will naturally hold him accountable. As for now, please get off the road, otherwise I can only deal with it as obstruction." Shota Yonekura warned in a stiff tone.

Mrs. Abe pulled her husband a few times and said, "They are just following the rules. If they want to search, they can search. Anyway, we are innocent. There is nothing in the house."

She deliberately emphasized the last sentence.

Abe Yecheng understood immediately, knowing that there was no hidden black money in the house, and felt relieved, but his attitude was not much better, "Humph, you can search, but don't mess up the things, otherwise I will definitely not be polite!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the living room.

Mrs. Abe followed closely behind.

"Search." Shota Yonekura looked at the couple's backs, narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Your family had nothing in the past, but you will have it soon."

After all, Abe is a secretary who is deeply trusted by the chairman of the Municipal Education Committee. There is no shortage of opportunities to make money in the education sector, so he lives a comfortable life and lives in a small townhouse with four floors upstairs and downstairs.

At this moment, the couple was sitting on the sofa. More than ten policemen wearing shoe covers and gloves were searching carefully inside and out, while Shota Yonekura was wandering around the living room with his hands behind his back, admiring the ornaments and paintings on the wall.

"It's really hard for Inspector Yonekura to bring people out to investigate the case so late at night. Just sit and wait. I'll make you a cup of tea." Mrs. Abe suddenly stood up and invited him to sit down with a smile, then twisted her waist and walked towards the kitchen.

Shota Yonekura nodded slightly in thanks and walked to the sofa to sit down, waiting for Mrs. Abe to come over with tea. He politely stood up to take it, "Thank you, ma'am."

"You're welcome. It's because of dedicated police officers like Inspector Yonekura that we can sleep peacefully." Mrs. Abe handed another cup of tea to her husband, then sat down beside him and complained casually, "Alas, I don't know which wicked person made the report, causing you to work overtime late at night and preventing us from sleeping well."

She was trying to find out the identity of the whistleblower.

"Report! We found something!" At this moment, a policeman came down from upstairs with a notebook and walked up to Shota Yonekura and presented it to him, "Inspector, we found this account book under the mattress in the master bedroom. It records in detail the time and place of several gambling activities, as well as the flow and income. Except for the specific amount, everything matches what the informant said."

"This is not mine!" Abe Yoshinari stood up instantly and said excitedly: "I have never used a notebook like this! This is definitely not mine!"

"If it's not yours, then could it have come to your house by itself?" Shota Yonekura said with a wry smile.

"This..." Abe was speechless, but until this moment he did not have any doubts about the group of policemen in front of him. Instead, he looked at his wife in surprise and doubt.

Mrs. Abe, whose mood was already unstable during her pregnancy, immediately got angry and stood up and yelled, "Why are you looking at me? Could it be that I was the one who let it go?"

"Report!" At this moment another voice came from upstairs, attracting everyone's attention.

A policeman leaned over the railing on the third floor and shouted, "Officer, we found a large amount of cash under the sofa in the living room on the third floor. Come and take a look."

"Keep an eye on them!" Shota Yonekura said to the gatekeeper and hurried upstairs.

"This...how is this possible!" The Abe couple were dumbfounded and looked at each other. The black money hidden in their home had obviously been transferred away long ago!

Then he quickly followed Shota Yonekura upstairs.

Arriving at the reception room on the third floor, the place was in a complete mess, with all kinds of ornaments, papers and books falling to the ground, the sofa was moved aside, and where the sofa was originally placed was a pile of cash. The Abe couple stood there in shock as if struck by lightning.

Yonekura Shouta snorted coldly and glared at Abe Yoshinari, "The account books and the accounts receivable have all been found at your house. What else do you have to quibble about now?"

Abe's mind was in a mess. He couldn't understand how the account books and so much money appeared in his home without a trace. How did he do it?
"Husband...what...what's going on?" Mrs. Abe looked at Abe Yecheng in surprise and doubt. Faced with the evidence, she couldn't help but doubt.

Abe Yecheng's mind was in a mess, and he had no intention of answering his wife's doubts. Suddenly, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the tool bags in the hands of the two policemen, which were originally bulging, were now deflated, and there were no tools on the ground. He then looked at the pile of money...

boom!
It was as if thunder exploded in his mind, and he stared at Yonekura Shouta in shock and anger, "You framed me!"

Mrs. Abe was stunned for a moment, then she reacted instantly and stared at Shota Yonekura.

"How dare you! Abe Yecheng, now that we have the evidence and the witnesses, you still refuse to plead guilty and you are slandering me instead. You are simply stubborn!" Yonekura Shouta rebuked him righteously and waved his hand, "Take photos immediately to collect evidence and bring the suspect to the headquarters for interrogation."

"Hi!" The police inside and outside the house responded in unison.

Then one person was responsible for taking photos, while the other two policemen quickly controlled Abe Yoshinari on the left and right, and took out handcuffs from his waist to put on him.

"Let me go! You are framing me! You are slandering me! I will definitely file a complaint against you!"

Abe Yoshinari kept struggling and screaming hysterically in an attempt to resist, but it was useless. He was dragged out by two policemen on the left and right.

"Let go of my husband!" Mrs. Abe tried to stop them but was stopped by two policemen. She could only watch her husband being dragged out of sight, crying with red eyes, "Husband! Husband! Wuuuuuu husband!"

"Call the Chairman! Call Miyashita Naoyuki!" Abe Yoshinari, who had been dragged downstairs, finally calmed down and yelled at his wife.

Shota Yonekura, "Take the evidence and withdraw the team!"

A group of policemen came and went in a hurry.

Mrs. Abe was the only one left in the huge villa, sitting on the ground crying weakly. After she calmed down a little, she ran to the living room crying and called Abe's boss for help.

"Hello? Chairman Mitsui? I am Abe Yoshinari's wife. He was just arrested by the police for organizing gambling. He was wrongly accused. Please save him. Please help him!"

"What? On what basis do the police arrest people? Do they have any evidence?" Chairman Mitsui was furious.

It depends on the owner when it comes to beating a dog.

Mrs. Abe choked up and said, "They took the opportunity to put a ledger and a large amount of cash in our house as evidence of stolen money under the pretext of a search."

Upon hearing that the police were also involved in the frame-up, Chairman Mitsui suddenly calmed down a lot. To be able to make the police aid and abet the evil, the mastermind behind this must be no simple person.

Moreover, he must have known that Abe Yoshinari was his secretary, but he still did it, which means he was not afraid that I would hold a grudge against him because of this.

After some thought, Chairman Mitsui asked gently, "Did you see the police release it?"

"No...no." Mrs. Abe replied.

Chairman Mitsui said, "Yes, you didn't see it with your own eyes, so how can you be sure that those things are not Abe's? What if he is really suspected of committing a crime, then wouldn't it be breaking the law knowingly if I intervened to help him get away with it? I know it's hard for you to accept, but you have to believe in the fairness of the police. They will not let a bad guy go, nor will they wrongly accuse a good guy. I will keep an eye on this matter, and we will wait for the result together."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

The investigation team just made a big news tonight, and he didn't want to get involved in any unnecessary matters at this time.

As for whether Abe Yoshinari will hold a grudge and report some of his mistakes, he is not worried about this. Those who sent Abe Yoshinari to prison will not give him the opportunity to make meritorious service, and he will not give it either!
That's right, he not only wanted to watch the person die without helping.

And they also add insult to injury.

It’s a pity that we have to spend time to find and train a secretary who is so easy to use.

"du~du~du~"

Listening to the voice coming from the receiver, Mrs. Abe was completely dumbfounded. No matter how dumb she was, she could hear the evasion and perfunctory tone in the other party's words.

She was shocked and angry about this. No wonder her husband wanted to leave Mitsui. It was not just because of his future, but also because this bastard was cold-hearted by nature. Even if he had raised a dog for so many years and had feelings for it, he could just watch the secretary who had served him for many years die without helping!
"Bakayarō!" Mrs. Abe cursed angrily, and had no choice but to call Miyashita Naoyu, "Miyashita-kun, I am..."

"Mrs. Abe, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with our child?" Naoaki Miyashita on the other side recognized her voice and asked nervously.

Mrs. Abe said, "No, something happened to my husband. He was arrested by the police. Mr. Miyashita, please help him. He was framed!"

"Siguoyi, so fast." Miyashita Naoyou muttered to himself in surprise, and then his tone became a little more relaxed, "Madam, why do you want to save him? Isn't this a good thing for us? If he goes to jail, no one will affect us anymore, let alone threaten our children. What do you think?"

Mrs. Abe stood there in shock, and then suddenly broke out in a sweat, "It was... you who did it!"

"That's right, that bastard actually dared to threaten me with my child, he doesn't know whether he lives or dies! Since he is determined to die, I will fulfill his wish." Miyashita Naoki said confidently.

Mrs. Abe's expression seemed to be neither smiling nor crying for a moment, and tears kept rolling down her face. She and her husband were wrong, extremely wrong. They thought they had set a trap to catch Miyashita Naoki, but they never thought that people like him were never good people, which led to the disaster tonight.

How dare they seek the skin of a tiger!
Naoki Miyashita doesn't solve the problem at all.

Instead, address the people who create the problems directly.

Then she felt a strong fear. If Naoki Miyashita knew that the child in her belly was not his at all, and that he and Abe Yoshinari had conspired to plot against him, what would be her fate?
(End of this chapter)