In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 466 There is always a law that suits you, Qingshan Taijun who never doubles up (two in one)

Although he is the head of a city like Hirokatsu Miyashita, Youkang Matsushita is not as "simplistic" as Hirokatsu Miyashita. The study room in his house is more than 50 square meters in size. The bookshelves on both walls are neatly filled with various books. In addition to the valuable solid wood desk, there is also a set of sofas. The wall behind the desk is not filled with books, but various antiques and curios.

In this era of high per capita income but low per capita income, any ornament in his study is enough for an ordinary ox or horse to work hard to earn a lifetime's worth of money.

Matsushita Youkang sat down on the sofa with a gloomy face, while Akamoto Jiancheng stood beside him with his head lowered.

Since the host didn't say anything, the guest naturally didn't dare to speak first. Both of them were silent and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Akamoto-kun, we have always gotten along very well, but this time you really make it very difficult for me!" After about three or five minutes, Matsushita Youkang finally broke the silence in a low voice.

Akamoto Jiancheng quickly bent his waist even lower, and said humbly and sincerely: "Mayor, as the saying goes, if a son is not well educated, it is the fault of the father. I, as a father, cannot escape the responsibility. Please give me a chance to make up for my mistake based on our friendship for many years!"

"Make up for it?" Matsushita Youkang could not deny it, and asked back calmly: "How do you think we can make up for the psychological damage Iori suffered? How can we make up for the damage to our Matsushita family's reputation?"

"I have asked people to take away and destroy the photos taken by the reporters. What happened tonight will never be spread out!" Akamoto Jiancheng quickly assured.

Of course, he not only destroyed the photos, he also warned the reporters and then bribed them with money, using both kindness and force to stop them from reporting.

Matsushita Youkang changed his sitting position, squinted at Akamoto Jiancheng, and said coldly: "But there are so many people here, can you shut them up?"

"This..." Akamoto Jiancheng was suddenly speechless. Except for the reporters, everyone who was present last night was not an ordinary person and could talk about this matter without scruples.

There was nothing to say. After a while, he lowered his head again and said in a deep voice: "Anyway, please give me a chance to compensate Miss Iori. I am willing to pay any price!"

Looking at the humble Akamoto Jiancheng, Matsushita Iori also felt his sincerity, and knew that this was definitely not what he wanted to happen, and he had to forgive the other party from the perspective of interests.

But you cannot forgive unconditionally, otherwise not only will you not be able to vent your anger, but others will also look down on him.

"No need for compensation. Let Akamoto Hideo go to jail for a while on charges of indecent assault." Matsushita Youkang proposed this condition after pondering for a moment.

Although he could have taken the opportunity to ask for a huge sum of money from Akamoto Jiancheng, he couldn't do so. Since he already knew that he had to forgive the other party, why should he do something that would make him hate him?

According to the law, sending Akamoto Hideo to jail would not only allow him to vent his anger, but also allow outsiders to see the consequences of angering him. Moreover, he believed that Akamoto Kenji would definitely give Iori additional financial compensation in private.

Akamoto Jiancheng's face changed when he heard this.

The condition proposed by Matsushita Youkang made him feel relieved, because it meant that tonight was entirely Matsushita Iori's personal behavior and had nothing to do with Matsushita Youkang.

But at the same time, he also had some concerns. He didn't mind letting Akamoto Hideo go to prison, because at most he would lose his freedom and would not suffer, and he would be out soon. But he was afraid that this would send a signal to the outside world that his relationship with Matsushita Youkang had deteriorated.

Matsushita Youkang saw through Akamoto Jiancheng's concerns at a glance, and added, "This case can be heard in secret and not open to the public. After the trial is over, I will visit your company."

Although it is not open to the public, ordinary people cannot access it. People with a certain social status will know about it through various channels.

This will not only prevent the situation from escalating, but also enable Matsushita Youkang to achieve the goal of maintaining its own face.

"Hey! The mayor has thought of everything. I will cooperate with you in every way. My son really needs to find a place to calm down." Akamoto Jiancheng agreed without hesitation.

Although he knew that his son was wrongly accused.

But the situation is stronger than people, and there is no evidence to prove this, so I can only swallow my anger. Otherwise, if I fall out with Matsushita Youkang because of this, it will be a loss.

Matsushita Youkang exhaled, stood up and patted Akamoto Jiancheng on the shoulder, "Akamoto-kun, as a parent, I can understand you, and I believe you can understand me too. You can't always be busy with business. You still have to strengthen the education of your children. Otherwise, next time you offend someone, they won't be as easy to talk to as I am."

"Hi! Thank you for your advice, Mayor. I was indeed negligent in the past." Akamoto Jiancheng looked ashamed.

But I don't take it seriously in my heart. You should educate your vicious and green tea daughter.

He couldn't figure out why Matsushita Iori did this, and he didn't dare tell Matsushita Youkang without evidence, otherwise he would be suspected of provoking the relationship between his father and daughter, so he decided to investigate secretly.

After seeing Akamoto Jiancheng off, Matsushita Youkang knocked on his daughter's bedroom door, "Iori, it's Dad."

"Dad, come in, the door is not locked." Matsushita Iori on the bed quickly hid the novel under the quilt and pretended to be frightened and pitiful.

When Matsushita Youkang pushed the door open, he saw his daughter sitting against the head of the bed with her legs curled up. Her fair and tender face looked haggard under her loose hair. Her little hands tightly grasped the quilt to cover her body, which made him feel distressed.

At the same time, there is also some self-blame and guilt.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, touching Matsushita Iori's head and whispered softly: "Akamoto Hideo will be sent to prison and will never harass you again."

"Yeah, thank you, Dad. I was scared to death tonight." Matsushita Iori threw herself into Matsushita Youkang's arms and hugged him tightly, choking with sobs.

Matsushita Youkang sighed and said, "Dad knows, Dad knows everything. No one will ever hurt you again. Dad will protect Iori."

"Yeah, yeah, I believe dad." Matsushita Iori sniffed and sobbed, and soon fell asleep peacefully in Matsushita Youkang's arms. He was pretending.

When Matsushita Youkang realized that his daughter had fallen asleep, he gently laid her flat on the bed, covered her with a quilt, then turned off the lights and left the room.

Click, there was a slight sound of the door closing.

Matsushita Iori opened his eyes, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes. Without turning on the light, he lifted the quilt, sat up, picked up his mobile phone and called Aoyama Hidenori.

The moonlight shines on her through the window, and her delicate body is faintly visible under the thin nightgown. Her bombshell figure is plump and fair, not fat at all, just like the heroine of a Korean comic. She looks sexy and even more exciting to use.

"Moshimoshi, I'm Aoyama Hidenobu."

"Mr. Aoyama, I am Iori." Matsushita Iori spoke to Aoyama Hidenobu in an exceptionally gentle tone.

Because if another man said he wanted to fuck her to death in bed, she would just think it was just a joke, but if Aoyama Hidenobu said he wanted to fuck her to death, she would believe it was true.

So being gentle to Aoyama Hidenobu was so that there would still be room for him in the future, not so that there would never be any chance of success.

Aoyama Hidenobu, wearing a burgundy nightgown, was watching the moon on the balcony, with his legs crossed. There were fruits, red wine, and cigarettes on the small table beside him. He looked so comfortable. He joked into the phone, "A late night call. Could it be that Miss Iori wants to stay here?"

"Then doesn't Aoyama-kun miss me?" Matsushita Iori said in a delicate and resentful tone.

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled and said, "What are you calling about? You can't be trying to comfort yourself in the middle of the night by listening to my voice to cheer yourself up, right?"

Matsushita Iori snorted, but her heart was beating fast. She bit her soft red lips and slid her empty hand down as if possessed by a demon. She frowned and talked about business. "I have done what you asked tonight. Will I send the recorder to you tomorrow?"

She carried a recorder in her bag tonight. She turned it on when she ran out of the bathroom and continued recording until she left.

"Ms. Iori, you are very proactive. Tell me what happened tonight. After all, if I hang up now, you might not be able to enjoy it." Hearing the sudden and slightly rapid breathing from the other end, Aoyama Hidenobu guessed what she was doing and said jokingly.

After being pointed out by Aoyama Hidenobu, Matsushita Iori felt a little ashamed, but also felt more excited. He continued to amuse himself while recounting the details of the night.

A few minutes later, her body went limp, her mind went blank, and she fell back on the bed, her legs drooping limply on the ground, her eyes dull as she gasped.

"Good night, Ms. Iori." The voice of Aoyama Hidenobu came from the mobile phone that fell aside.

Matsushita Iori murmured infatuatedly: "Good night."

Aoyama Hidenobu had just interrupted his call with Matsushita Iori and was about to take a break when the phone rang again.

"Moxi moxi."

"Sir, I'm Shinichi." Nakamura introduced himself first, then got down to business. "The reporter named Yusaku Uesugi visited several residents at the fire scene tonight. After he left, the people I sent to monitor him learned from those residents that he was asking about last night's fire. Because he paid for the information, those residents told him the truth."

"A bunch of money-hungry villains!" Aoyama Hidenobu snorted coldly, and at the same time he knew that there should be no one behind Uesugi Yusaku, otherwise he wouldn't have to investigate these things himself, someone would have found them out and sent them to him to write reports. He said calmly: "Find a reason to arrest him and detain him for a period of time, so that he won't report some false news that affects social stability."

He has no one to back him up, yet he still dares to cause trouble for me. I must make him taste the power of my iron fist.

"Hi!" Nakamura Shinichi responded, and then reported another thing, "Superintendent Masaru, I have initially identified the arsonist as a man named Yamada Nobunaga. His house was set on fire the day before the fire at Yagyu Tao's house. It is very likely that Yagyu Tao did it to force him to agree to the demolition, and he then retaliated. I have asked someone to track down his whereabouts."

This is all information that can be found with just a simple search and doesn't take much time, so he has gained so much in just half a day.

"Well, after finding the person, arrest him secretly. Don't use the excuse of arson. Just find some excuse to control him first." Aoyama Hidenobu directed the work.

Shinichi Nakamura responded again: "Hi!"

On the other side, Akamoto Jiancheng had just arrived home.

As soon as he entered the door, a young man in a suit who looked somewhat similar to him and a few years older than Akamoto Hideo immediately stood up and greeted him.

"Father, what's going on tonight?"

His name is Akamoto Hideo. He is Akamoto Jiancheng's eldest son and the designated successor. He did not attend the charity dinner tonight because he was negotiating a contract.

But I also heard what happened at the dinner.

"I was fooled by that bitch Matsushita Iori!" Akamoto Jiancheng's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth as he recounted what happened. "It's also Yingnan's fault that he couldn't control his pants. He took the bait as soon as he was hooked. It's better to go in and calm down. Just think of it as a lesson for him."

"Why did she do this?" Akamoto Yingxiong frowned after hearing this, "What's her purpose?"

"I don't know, but I have arranged for someone to keep an eye on that woman." Akamoto Jiancheng shook his head tiredly, then looked at his second daughter-in-law who was holding her child and waiting for news, sighed and said, "It's all my fault for raising such a bastard son. I really wronged you."

Akamoto Hideo's wife said nothing, bowed while holding the child, and went upstairs without looking back.

Akamoto Jiancheng looked at her back and wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed, sat down on the sofa, picked up the teapot and drank it directly.

After drinking enough water, he exhaled, wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth and said, "Don't provoke Aoyama Hidenobu for the time being. The most urgent thing is to maintain a good relationship with Matsushita Youkang and not cause any more trouble."

As one of the largest companies in Hokkaido whose main business is construction projects, Akamoto Construction was also dissatisfied with Aoyama Hidenobu's monopolization of the Sapporo project, but it did not dare to express it openly, so it secretly instigated Asano Kamizo to cause trouble for Aoyama Hidenobu. However, this matter was mainly the responsibility of Akamoto Hideo, and he did not ask about it.

"Dad, we have a good opportunity now!" Akamoto Hideo told the story about the fire in Sapporo last night and Sugi Yusaku's questioning of Aoyama Hidenori this morning, and concluded, "I think the reporter's questioning is very likely. The two fires and eight lives must be related to the demolition, and Aoyama Hidenori said it was an accident just to cover up the truth. As long as we find evidence and make it public, he will be in big trouble. I have asked someone to contact the reporter. Don't miss this opportunity, Dad!"

"If we still fail this time, let's give up." Akamoto Jiancheng said after pondering for a moment.

Akamoto Hero replied: "It will definitely succeed!"

At the same time, Yusaku Uesugi, who had just finished overtime, dragged his tired body back home.

It is called a home, but in fact it is just a rental house of less than 20 square meters. The narrow space combines the functions of a bedroom, kitchen, toilet, and dining room.

Therefore, it seemed even more cramped and messy. His career was not successful, and his life was naturally not rich. Although he was physically tired, his spirit was still full of fighting spirit and excitement, because this afternoon he spent a lot of money to buy an important piece of information from several neighbors of Liu Shengtao.

This includes the change in Liu Shengtao's attitude towards the demolition before and after the fire, and the fact that after Yamada Nobutatsu's house caught fire, Yamada Nobutatsu rushed to Liu Shengtao's house to argue with him but was beaten up, and then Liu Shengtao's family was burned to death, and the door was sealed from the outside when the fire broke out.

Putting all this together, the truth becomes clear.

Liu Shengtao first instigated the neighbors to unite and demand that the developer increase the demolition compensation, and then stabbed the neighbors in the back. After receiving benefits from the demolition company, he forced the neighbors to sign the contract for the original amount. Yamada Nobutatsu set fire to the house because he disagreed. After Yamada Nobutatsu escaped, he retaliated against Liu Shengtao in the same way.

Leaving aside the twists and turns, it at least shows that the fire at Liu Shengtao's house was not an accident at all!
But the police said it was an accident. Was it because the police were incompetent or did they accept bribes from the developer?
When he thought of Aoyama Hidenobu's condescending face when he accused him of having ulterior motives, Uesugi Yusaku gnashed his teeth in hatred and was filled with excitement at this moment.

As long as he could find more evidence, he would not only become famous, but also be able to vent his anger and kick the so-called detective Hidenobu Aoyama off the altar!

"Boom boom boom!"

A knock on the door interrupted his reverie.

"Who is it?" Yusaku Uesugi was startled.

A friendly voice came from the other side of the door, "Reporter Uesugi, I'm here to help you."

Uesugi Yusaku frowned and opened the door. He looked at a middle-aged man in a black windbreaker standing outside and asked, "What do you mean by what you just said?"

"Won't you invite me in?" asked the middle-aged man.

Uesugi Yusaku moved aside and said, "Please come in."

"Tsk tsk tsk, a reporter like Uesugi who is just and brave can only live in such a simple place, while those reporters who act as official mouthpieces to deceive the people drive luxury cars and live in mansions. This is really the sadness of our society!" After entering the house, the middle-aged man in the windbreaker looked around, shook his head and sighed.

Uesugi Yusaku looked unhappy, "Please explain what you just said."

"I appreciate the questions that reporter Uesugi raised about Aoyama Hidenobu this morning, and I have the same idea, but I'm very busy and don't have time to find out and reveal the truth. If reporter Uesugi is willing to do so, I can provide some financial assistance." The middle-aged man in the windbreaker looked back at him and said.

"Do you have a grudge against Aoyama Hidenobu?" Uesugi Yusaku guessed, and then snorted coldly, "I investigate the truth just to let the people know the truth. It doesn't mean that I am willing to be used by others. You still..."

"Five hundred thousand dollars." The middle-aged man in the windbreaker interrupted Uesugi Yusaku and said with a smile: "I can give you five hundred thousand dollars as support. The two are not contradictory, right? You would do the same thing without me anyway, and there is a reward for it, so why not do it? What's more, with this money, it will be easier for you to investigate."

Uesugi Yusaku's breathing suddenly stopped. He had never thought that he would give so much, which made it difficult for him to refuse.

After a while, he swallowed hard and asked a little embarrassedly: "When will you give it to me?"

Yes, the other party is right. Even if I didn't have the money, I would continue my investigation. And if I accept the money, it will be easier for me to investigate.

"Now." The middle-aged man in the windbreaker smiled and took out a bank card. "The password is written on the back. If you are worried, you can check the balance at any time."

Yusaku Uesugi took the bank card with trembling hands.

"This is my phone number. Please call me if you need any help during the investigation." The middle-aged man in the windbreaker took out another business card and handed it to Yusaku Uesugi.

"Knock knock knock!" Just as Yusaku Uesugi was about to reach out to take the business card, there was another knock on the door.

He and the middle-aged man in windbreaker were both stunned for a moment.

Uesugi Yusaku asked, "Who is it?"

"Police! Open the door!"

Yusaku Uesugi looked at the middle-aged man in the windbreaker blankly.

"Open the door first." said the middle-aged man in windbreaker.

The space inside the house can be seen at a glance. There is no place to hide or escape.

Uesugi Yusaku went to open the door nervously.

"Bang!"

The door had barely opened when it was violently kicked open by someone outside, followed by a group of police officers filing in.

Seeing two people in the house, the leading police officer was stunned for a moment, and then ordered, "Take them both away!"

"Hi!" The subordinates behind him rushed forward like wolves and tigers and controlled the two men separately.

"What are you doing! Let me go!"

"Why are you arresting me? What crime have I committed?"

Yusaku Uesugi and the middle-aged man in windbreaker were held down before they could react. They struggled and roared in shock and anger.

"Don't worry, there are so many laws and regulations, there will always be one that suits you two." The leading police officer smiled wryly, then waved his hand, "Disband."

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The next morning, Aoyama Hidenobu and Matsushita Iori made an appointment to meet, and the meeting place was a high-end private yoga club in Sapporo's Chuo Ward.

Asahikawa is more than 100 kilometers away from Sapporo, about an hour and a half drive away. Matsushita Iori just returned to Sapporo in the morning and was still able to make it to the yoga class. No wonder she maintains such a good figure, it’s all the hard work.

Aoyama Hidenobu sincerely thanked her for her efforts.

Because he had enjoyed the fruits of her efforts.

When Aoyama Hidenobu arrived, Matsushita Iori had not finished her get out of class yet. She was doing yoga on a yoga mat in an empty room with glass walls on three sides.

Her hair was tied up behind her head and she was wearing a light grey yoga suit. The tight fit made her curvy figure more obvious, the outline of her heavy breasts was particularly attractive, and her round hips were well-proportioned. The ample layout of the house made Aoyama Hidenobu want to move in temporarily.

She continued to follow her private yoga teacher to perform one difficult move after another, showing off her proud figure, with sweat dripping down her forehead and pretty face.

Aoyama Hidenobu left the get out of class before he had seen enough.

When the yoga teacher left the room, he bowed politely to Aoyama Hidenobu and closed the door considerately.

"I'm sorry to have kept Aoyama waiting for a long time." Matsushita Iori expressed his apology while wiping the sweat off his face with a towel.

Aoyama Hidenobu looked at her graceful figure and smiled, saying, "With such a beautiful view, I am willing to wait a little longer. I never thought yoga could be more beautiful than dancing. It would be even better if you don't wear clothes."

"You mean like this?" Matsushita Iori smiled charmingly, then took off her yoga clothes and pants, did a difficult yoga pose naked, and asked with a smile: "Does it look good?"

"Fuck!" Aoyama Hidenobu couldn't help but said, "I don't know if it looks good, but it must be useful."

People need a mirror so that they can see themselves clearly. If they have three mirrors, they can see even more clearly.

After a hearty yoga class, Aoyama Hidenobu let out a breath and asked, "Where's the recorder?"

"In my bag." Matsushita Iori had recovered. He stood up naked and walked to the corner to open a shoulder bag. He took out a recorder from it and returned to Aoyama Hidenobu. "It's recorded very clearly."

Aoyama Hidenobu listened to it once.

Very clear indeed.

"Would you like to go together?" He put away the recorder.

Matsushita Iori said: "I'm going to take a shower."

A few minutes later, Matsushita Iori and Aoyama Hidenobu, who had regained their glamorous appearance, walked out of the yoga club arm in arm and kissed goodbye intimately at the door.

Aoyama Hidenobu first went to the newspaper where Hashimoto Chiyo worked, handed her the recorder, and told her about Akamoto Hideo's attempt to sexually assault Matsushita Iori. He also specifically explained the identities of the two and asked her to write an article as soon as possible and send it out tomorrow morning.

He then went to the police headquarters to work. Not long after he sat down in the office, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Aoyama Hidenobu said without even raising his head.

"Good morning, Superintendent." It was Shinichi Nakamura who came in through the door. He walked to the desk, bowed, and reported, "Uesugi Yusaku was arrested last night, but there was another person at his home at the time. The staff below were afraid that the news would leak out, so they simply arrested them all together."

"Who is it?" Aoyama Hidenobu raised his head.

Shinichi Nakamura pursed his lips, "I used some tricks on the two people in the second half of the night, and they confessed everything. The man claimed to be an employee of Akamoto Construction Co., Ltd., and was instructed by board member Akamoto Hideo to bribe Uesugi Yusaku with a large sum of money, hoping that Uesugi Yusaku would conduct an in-depth investigation and publicly report the truth about the fire the night before."

"Akamoto Construction Co., Ltd." Aoyama Hidenobu was stunned for a moment when he heard the name, and then he laughed.

This is really a telepathic connection. I am secretly dealing with them, and they are also secretly dealing with me.

He was not angry about this, and he was not even upset. If he could mess with others, others could mess with him. As for who would win or lose, it all depended on who had better means and luck. He never had double standards on this point.

"Yes." Nakamura nodded and added, "That person also said that Asano Kamizou, who had previously caused trouble for Kitahara Construction Co., Ltd., was instigated by him, and that he did it all at the orders of Akamoto Hideo."

"Okay, I get it. Just find a crime for them, complete the chain of evidence, and let them stay in prison for three to five years." Aoyama Hidenobu's light words sent two people to prison for no reason.

Shinichi Nakamura bowed, "Hi!"

On the other hand, the person who was instructed by Akamoto Kenji to follow Matsushita Iori also reported back that he had met with Aoyama Hidenobu and had a close relationship with him.

When Akamoto Kenji learned about this, he immediately felt something was wrong. If Matsushita Iori was just having an affair with Aoyama Hidenobu, it would not arouse his suspicion.

Things between men and women are normal. Aoyama Hidenobu is so outstanding, and Matsushita Iori is also beautiful. There is nothing wrong with them maintaining a long-term relationship if they fall in love.

But Matsushita Iori had just framed Akamoto Hideo last night, and this morning he went to Sapporo to have a secret meeting with Aoyama Hidenobu. This made him smell something unusual, especially since he had been secretly making trouble for Aoyama Hidenobu. So he, who was already guilty, had reason to suspect that Aoyama Hidenobu had noticed this, and therefore used Matsushita Iori's hand to deal with his son as revenge.

Therefore, while arranging people to continue monitoring Matsushita Iori, Aoyama Hidenobu was also tracked.

This is no longer a simple business competition.

His son was wrongly imprisoned, and he had to bear this grudge!
(End of this chapter)