In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 450 Confused! Even if we kill you, the money is ours too
"Ah! Damn it! Damn it!"

Inside the hotel, Miyauchi Jiro, with bloodshot eyes, kept smashing things, his chest heaving violently, venting his anger and fear hysterically in this way.

Just before the news was broadcast, he was still fantasizing that he was about to be promoted, but he never dreamed that the Hokkaido Police Headquarters would sell him off.

Is this something a human being can do?

These bastards should all go to jail! To hell!
If he had known they were so unscrupulous, Miyauchi Jiro would never have betrayed the investigation team even if it meant his death.

But there is no regret medicine in the world.

After smashing the room, his emotions gradually stabilized. Miyauchi Jiro was breathing heavily, his face gloomy. He guessed that the investigation team must be looking for him all over the city, and he would be finished if they caught him.

We must run, we must leave Sapporo overnight.

Although the Hokkaido police tricked him, the three million US dollars was real. With such a large sum of money in hand, he could go anywhere as he pleased.

After making the decision, he hurriedly put the money on the bed back into the suitcase and was about to leave with the suitcase.

But when I opened the door, I was stunned. There were two smart-looking men wearing gloves, sunglasses and masks standing outside. One of them raised his hand and was about to knock on the door.

The two people outside the house didn't expect Miyauchi Jiro to open the door, and they were also stunned.

Their eyes met and the atmosphere froze.

Jiro Miyauchi was the first to react. He threw a suitcase filled with money over and ran into the house.

He only told Oda Takeshi that he lived here.

So it was obvious who sent these two people.

He was wearing gloves and a mask, and was determined to kill him. The only way he could do was to run into the bedroom, close the door, and call the investigation team. At least he had a chance to survive.

"Bang!" The two people outside the door waved their hands, opened the suitcase and chased in, and the person who came in later closed the door.

Jiro Miyauchi's target was the bedroom, but as soon as he touched the door handle, the first person who chased in jumped over him, grabbed his neck and threw him to the ground.

"Haha, where are you going, Inspector Miyauchi? It's dark and windy, so it's hard to get a taxi. We'll give you a ride. Stop struggling and get on your way."

"Let...let me go, the money in the box will all belong to you two." Miyauchi Jiro was having difficulty breathing as his neck was strangled. His face turned pale and he spoke with difficulty.

"You are confused! Even if we kill you, the money will be ours."

A few minutes later, Jiro Miyauchi was thrown out of the hotel window and hit a car downstairs with a bang, followed by a shrill scream from downstairs.

"Ah! Someone jumped off the building!"

After killing the person, the two murderers did not deliberately clean up the traces at the scene, but simply took the money and left.

More than ten minutes later, a team of police arrived at the scene.

Ten minutes later, several reporters arrived after hearing the news.

At this time, Jiro Miyauchi's body had been put into a body bag. The only thing left at the scene was the vehicle with its top smashed in and some bloodstains on the ground.

"Has the deceased been identified?"

"Is the deceased a suicide or a homicide?"

In response to the reporter's inquiries, the police inspector who went to the scene dropped a bombshell, "The identity of the deceased has been confirmed. According to the ID he carried with him, his name is Miyauchi Jiro, a member of the investigation team, and the one who was exposed in the news tonight as a life of luxury."

Wow!
Several reporters were shocked, and then became extremely excited. There were so many big news tonight.

"Regarding his death, we have ruled out suicide because we saw through surveillance that two masked men broke into the room where he lived and left after he fell from the building." Before the reporters could react, the police chief threw another bomb, shocking them all.

"Mr. Inspector, based on your many years of experience in investigating cases, do you think someone is trying to silence us?"

Faced with such a malicious question, the inspector smiled meaningfully and said, "We all rely on evidence when investigating cases. I can't say anything without evidence, but I can't rule out this possibility. This will also become one of our investigation directions. After all, his death was too coincidental. The scandal was exposed one moment and he was killed the next. It's hard not to have this idea."

He didn't mention the investigation team at all, but every sentence he said was directing suspicion towards the investigation team.

After hearing his answer, the reporters at the scene had already figured out how to write their articles: Jiro Miyauchi was embroiled in a corruption scandal, and the investigation team wanted to silence him to prevent him from accusing others after being caught.

Of course, they don’t have solid evidence, so they certainly won’t write it so directly, but like the police chief in front of them, they will use the Spring and Autumn style of writing to guide the public to think this way.

Only conspiracy theories can generate popularity and sales!
Although the investigation team had been looking for Miyauchi Jiro tonight, they didn't know that Miyauchi Jiro was dead because they didn't have any connections in the local area.

I only found out about it when I watched the news the next day.

The people of Hokkaido originally thought that last night's news was explosive enough, but they didn't expect it to be even more explosive this morning.

First, it reported that the investigation team opened fire when they were surrounded by citizens last night, resulting in the shooting deaths of three citizens; then it reported that Jiro Miyauchi was murdered, and both paid and unpaid media outlets put the blame on the investigation team; finally, it also reported that many Sapporo citizens submitted letters of complaint to the investigation team but were betrayed by the investigation team, leading to retaliation.

The whole country was shocked after the news was broadcast. Unexpectedly, the wind direction changed suddenly in just a few days. The investigation team, which was regarded as the light of justice a few days ago, was suddenly criticized by thousands of people.

Thousands of protesters once again gathered outside the hotel where the investigation team's headquarters was located, and some even threw bricks, bottles and other objects at the hotel, forcing the investigation team to close its doors and not dare to show up.

First, they were afraid of going out and being killed by the "angry" people, and second, they were afraid that what happened last night would happen again.

"Punish the murderer severely! A life for a life!"

"Corrupt officials, get out of Hokkaido!"

"Those who seek fame and reputation are all from the same nest!" The whole street was completely blocked, but another street next to it was still relatively unobstructed. A black Crown sedan was parked on the side of the road. Takaei Fujimoto and Hidenobu Aoyama, who were sitting in the back seat, looked at this scene, exchanged a glance, and laughed.

This is the picture they expected.

"Hahahahaha, Hirano Koji must be having a headache now, all thanks to Aoyama-kun's brilliant plan! Just a little move and he forced them into a dead end." Fujimoto Takaei said while patting his plump thighs, the fat on his face trembling.

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled reservedly, "They themselves gave me this opportunity. Now they can't even leave the house, how can they continue the investigation? Next, it's time for the Hokkaido legislators to play a role."

"Don't worry, the governor has already made arrangements. Next, the Hokkaido lawmakers will collectively criticize the investigation team and ask them to send people to investigate the team." Fujimoto Takashi said gloatingly.

The investigation team has only been here for a few days, but the local officials are in dire straits and the people are full of resentment. The higher-ups will definitely put pressure on Koji Hirano to calm the situation as soon as possible.

If Aoyama Hidenobu were to come out at this time and persuade them to admit defeat in the name of delivering a message, Hirano Koji would have to bow his head. After all, he certainly wouldn't want to be thrown out by the senior officials to quell public grievances and official anger, right?
"I'm going to call and ask about their current situation." Aoyama Hidenori smiled and picked up the mobile phone to call Hirano Koji. After the call was connected, he asked anxiously, "Director Hirano, are you okay?"

"Alas, not very well." Hirano Koji replied in a low and hoarse voice. He had not had a drop of water since last night and his lips were a little chapped.

It’s not that there’s no water, it’s that I don’t have the energy to take care of it.

Qingshan Xiuxin said in a tone of disbelief and emotion: "I really didn't expect so many things to happen after waking up one night. Alas, if I had been informed in advance, it wouldn't have developed to this point."

"It's not your fault. Aoyama-kun was excluded from the core by the local bureaucrats because he was too close to us. They will definitely carry out this kind of plan without telling you." Hirano Koji comforted him with understanding.

Fujimoto Takaei who was standing by almost laughed out loud when he heard this. Hirano Koji, oh Hirano Koji, I'm afraid you would never have dreamed that it was Aoyama Hidenobu who planned this operation and dealt you a heavy blow, right?

Aoyama Hidenobu asked, “What should we do now?”

"I don't know. The higher-ups just called to hold us accountable and asked us to find a way to calm the situation as soon as possible." Hirano Koji no longer had his previous high spirits. He was like a defeated dog and for the first time he thought of retreating because he knew that if he could not calm the situation and it escalated, he would definitely be abandoned to appease public anger. After all, for the cabinet, stability at the grassroots level is above all else.

The worse the economy is, the more we need to maintain stability.

If the situation is to be calmed down, the local government must take action, because they are the ones who caused this.

If he wants the local government to take action, he has to compromise.

"..." Aoyama Hidenobu was silent for a moment, as if he didn't know what to say to comfort the other party. After a while, he said, "I'm outside the hotel now. The citizens at the scene are very excited. You'd better not go out and wait and see what happens next."

"Thank you, Mr. Aoyama, for reminding us. We feel this even more deeply. Almost all the glass in the hotel was smashed by the thrown objects." Hirano Koji smiled bitterly.

Aoyama Hidenobu could only sigh, "I still have to go to work, call me if you need any help."

"Okay." Hirano Koji hung up the phone and looked at his gloomy subordinates in the conference room. He felt exhausted. "Okay, it's useless for everyone to gather here. Let's go back to the room and rest. Regain your energy."

"It seems that our team leader Hirano is really at his wit's end and can do nothing more." Aoyama Hidenobu put away the phone and shrugged at Fujimoto Takaei beside him.

Fujimoto Takaei was in a good mood today and laughed easily. "If he knew that you were the one who did all this, he would probably die of anger on the spot."

"Then I can only hope that Amaterasu will protect him and he will never know the truth." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled.

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

Just then, his phone rang.

He bowed slightly to Takaei Fujimoto, gave him an apologetic look, and then answered, "Go ahead."

"Superintendent, we've found out that the two men entered Sapporo by plane two weeks ago. Their names are Mitsui and Ishihisa. I have asked people to check their exact location." Shinichi Nakamura's steady voice came.

Last night, after Aoyama Hidenori got the list of seven suspicious persons from Asai Aya, he asked Shinichi Nakamura to investigate overnight, and Shinichi Nakamura's efficiency did not disappoint him as usual.

"Okay, let me know when you have any news." Aoyama Hidenobu hung up the phone and looked at Fujimoto Takaei. "I just got the news that the two little rats in the investigation team will be caught soon. What do you think we should do?"

"Rats should stay underground, what do you think, Aoyama-kun?" Fujimoto Takaei's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Aoyama Hidenobu frowned slightly. "The investigation team has been forced into a dead end. My humble opinion is that they can just be kept under surveillance. There is no need to kill them."

He is still as kind at heart as ever.

"No, no, no, I just want to give Hirano Koji another heavy blow." Fujimoto Takaei shook his head and pressed the button to close the car window. "Besides, since they concealed their identities, it is normal for them to be robbed of their money and killed by some criminals who don't know the seriousness of the situation."

"Hi!" Aoyama Hidenobu stopped talking.

As long as Fujimoto Takaei is happy, that's fine.

So many people have died, what does the death of two more policemen with hidden identities matter?

If you choose to travel at night in fine clothes, you have to take risks.

It seems that many people died in this incident.

But in fact, many people survived.

At noon that day, Hokkaido lawmakers and influential scholars and businessmen continued to speak out to accuse and question the fairness and legality of the investigation team.

Officials from various departments wrote to Tokyo, complaining that the investigation team was relying on the "imperial edict" to act recklessly, disrupting local order and causing great trouble to their work.

Request Tokyo to transfer the investigation team.

Tokyo did not respond immediately.

As a result, there are more accusations and doubts in society against the investigation team. With the deliberate push of a dark force, the situation is escalating.

(End of this chapter)