In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 473: Interrogation of Mrs. Haruyama, Bloodbath of the Akamoto Family
By the time Haruyama Sora's body and his wife and children were sent to Sapporo, it was already evening and the sun was about to set.

Mrs. Haruyama was nearly 30 years old, with an ordinary figure and appearance. As a housewife who had hardly worked after her marriage, she had never seen a big scene and had little experience. When she saw the mobile police brutally disperse the crowd in Asahikawa, she was already scared.

So when she was taken out of the car, her legs were weak and she almost fell down. Fortunately, a policeman next to her quickly helped her up and stabilized her.

Her two children, who were less than ten years old, followed behind her, holding onto the corners of her clothes tightly. They looked around timidly with red eyes, not daring to breathe.

"Take her to interrogation room No. 7. Inspector Aoyama wants to talk to her in person." Oda Takeshi ordered.

"Hey!" a police officer responded, and then pushed Mrs. Chunshan roughly, "You, follow me."

Mrs. Haruyama's face turned pale. She was already feeling guilty for slandering the famous No. 1 detective of the Heisei era for money, and she was just frightened. Now that she was about to meet the real owner, she was even more panicked and didn't know what to do.

After being pushed back, he subconsciously walked forward.

Seeing this, her two children wanted to follow.

But they were stopped by two policemen.

"Mom! Mom! Let me go!"

The two little kids cried and struggled.

"Child! My child!" Mrs. Chunshan, who was at a loss, finally reacted and turned around and wanted to run to the child, but was stopped by two policemen. "I want to be with my child!"

"We will take care of your child." Oda Takeshi said impatiently with a frown and waved his hand.

The two policemen who stopped Mrs. Chunshan immediately nodded in understanding, and dragged her to the office building, one on each side, until one of her shoes fell off.

"Let me go! My child! Child!"

As an ordinary mother with little knowledge and wisdom, Mrs. Chunshan has lost her mind when it comes to her child. Fearing that something unexpected might happen to her child, she makes a fuss and cries at the top of her lungs.

"Mom! Wuuuu! Let go of my mom!"

The two children kept kicking their legs in the arms of the two policemen, calling for their mother, and their cries were also very shrill.

"Damn it, why do we feel like the bad guys?" Oda Takeshi said to himself.

When the policemen around heard this, some looked up at the sky, some looked down at the ground, and some touched their noses. What do you mean by "similar"? Aren't we like that?

When she was taken to the interrogation room, Aoyama Hidenobu was already waiting for her inside, sitting cross-legged and playing with a pen. Behind him stood a young police officer holding a folder in his arms, ready to take a statement.

"Officer Qingshan, please, please give the children back to me, please, they are still young and don't understand anything. They will be scared if they are separated from me."

As soon as she entered the door, Mrs. Haruyama fell to her knees and hugged Aoyama Hidenobu's legs and begged.

"Look at you, you're so scared." Aoyama Hidenobu casually handed the pen to the police officer behind him, and helped Mrs. Haruyama up with a warm attitude, saying with a smile, "We are police officers, not bad people who kill people or set fires. You should rest assured that your child is in our hands. Once you cooperate with me to take the statement, I will naturally reunite you and your child."

Mrs. Chunshan's face turned pale, and she pursed her lips tremblingly, wanting to say something but swallowed it back.

"Come, sit down." Aoyama Hidenobu let go of her, pointed to the chair opposite him, and instructed the police officer behind him, "Go get her a glass of water."

"Hi!" The policeman responded and left. When Mrs. Chunshan sat down on the chair reluctantly, he had already returned with a glass of water and placed it in front of her.

Mrs. Chunshan nervously rubbed her trouser legs with her hands, bowed slightly and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Every brick and tile here was bought with your taxes. The water you drink is also bought with your own money." Aoyama Hidenobu said with a smile.

Mrs. Chunshan forced a smile, picked up the water cup, took a sip and put it down again, her body shaking with anxiety.

Although she would be afraid if Aoyama Hidenobu got angry or looked at her in a rage, she would not feel the unfathomable and unknown fear she felt now.

Aoyama Hidenobu remained friendly and said slowly, "Do you think I'm a good person?"

"Hi!" Mrs. Haruyama responded, and said timidly, "Inspector Aoyama has solved so many cases and arrested so many criminals, so of course he is a good man."

"Then are you a bad person?" Aoyama Hidenobu looked at her with a smile and asked another question.

Mrs. Haruyama's face turned pale, she kept silent, and lowered her head guiltily under the gaze of Aoyama Hidenobu.

"Dongdong!" Aoyama Hidenobu knocked on the table and said calmly, "Mrs. Haruyama, those vicious criminals couldn't stand up to me. Do you think you are better than them? So don't force me to resort to any means. Just tell me everything honestly."

"Since you took the initiative to confess, I can still consider it a merit and show you mercy. Otherwise, when I find out everything, you will be severely punished by law! Think about your two children. Your husband is dead. If you go to jail, who will take care of them?"

"Who will cook for them? Who will wash their clothes? Will they be bullied? Will they not have enough to eat? Will they still be able to go to school? Will anyone love them?"

"Don't... don't say any more. Don't say any more." Mrs. Haruyama interrupted Aoyama Hidenobu and said with her head down and her face pale as paper: "I... I will tell you everything."

The police officer behind him immediately began to prepare to record.

Mrs. Chunshan was silent for a moment and then slowly spoke.

"My husband has lung cancer and the doctor said he would not live more than half a year. So when a big shot like Akamoto Hideo came to us with money, my husband agreed to sell his life to him without hesitation so that my children and I could live without worries after his death."

"He was deliberately hit by your car according to Akamoto Hero's plan, and left the scene after refusing to check and pay compensation, and then took medicine to commit suicide, but the hospital issued a statement that he died of internal bleeding."

"I don't want to cooperate with Akamoto Hero, I really don't want to, woo woo woo, but my husband risked his life to earn this sum of money, I must cherish it, so I agreed to cooperate with Akamoto Hero to wrongly accuse you."

"I was wrong. Woohoo, I was really wrong..."

Mrs. Chunshan covered her face and cried, tears streaming down her face, her forehead banging against the table.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mrs. Haruyama. I'm sorry for what happened to you, but I don't sympathize with you. You and your child will stay in Sapporo until the autopsy results come out."

Aoyama Hidenobu said this expressionlessly.

After the autopsy results came out, the police headquarters held a press conference to announce the results and Mrs. Haruyama's confession, and most of the suspicion on him was naturally cleared.

The reason why he said "most" was because he anticipated that Akamoto Jiancheng would definitely bribe some media to question the autopsy results and confession and continue to throw dirty water on him.

However, this is not a big deal, because it has been legally proven that Haruyama Sora's death has nothing to do with Aoyama Hidenobu. On the contrary, the police headquarters can also launch an investigation into the Akamoto family. Regardless of whether they can find any evidence, they can definitely take the opportunity to mess with the other party.

"Arrange a place for her and the child to live, and assign people to protect them closely." Aoyama Hidenobu instructed the police officer who was taking the statement, then stood up to report the results of the interrogation to Oda Takeshi and Fujimoto Takaei.

"Okay, okay! Don't worry, everything is finally okay." Fujimoto Takaei said with a breath of fresh air.

Aoyama Hidenobu bowed solemnly to Oda Takeshi and thanked him. "Thanks to Minister Oda. If you hadn't brought back Haruyama Sora's body and his wife and children, this trouble would definitely not have been solved so quickly."

"It was thanks to Aoyama-kun that my trip to Asahikawa went smoothly." Oda Takeshi did not take credit for it. He laughed and then changed the subject: "Besides, we are all family. If you are in trouble, I should do my best to help you."

Aoyama Hidenobu didn't say anything else, but just bowed again, looking as if he was expressing his gratitude for a great favor.

Of course, favors are favors, but this does not affect his desire for the position under Oda Takeshi.

It’s just that the means of getting to the top have to be changed, from getting rid of him to transferring him away or promoting him.

Fujimoto Takaei said: "Mr. Aoyama must be very tired today both physically and mentally. Since the most difficult time is over, you can go home and rest with peace of mind. We will talk about everything after the autopsy results come out." "Hi! Please also leave work early, Minister I and Minister Oda, take care of your health and don't overwork yourself." After saying this, Aoyama Hidenobu turned and left.

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Asahikawa City.

The Akamoto family's villa was brightly lit.

Akamoto Kenji and his wife, Akamoto Hideo and his wife, and Akamoto Hideo's wife were eating dinner around the dining table.

Because of what happened in the past few days, everyone's mood was affected, so the table was very quiet.

The atmosphere was somewhat depressing and solemn.

What they didn't know was that three cars with fake license plates had already parked on the street not far from the villa.

"We have only one goal today, which is to kill everyone in the villa except the servants. Whoever stands in our way will fall. The nearest police station is five minutes away by car, so we only have three minutes."

Fujimoto Ryo said calmly, holding the communicator in one hand.

"understood."

There were bursts of responses coming from the communicator.

Fujimoto Ryoichi pulled down his bandit hat with curled edges to cover his face, leaving only his eyes, nose and mouth exposed. He grabbed a rusty AK rifle nearby, loaded it and said, "Do it!"

After traveling across the ocean to trade with the evil criminals, they naturally had to bring some heavy weapons just in case, and now all these guys were being used on the Akamoto family.

"Buzz!"

With the roar of engines, three cars started one after another and drove towards the Akamoto family's villa.

The leading car crashed straight into the large iron gate.

The glaring light made it difficult for the bodyguard to open his eyes. He shouted, "Stop the car! Stop the car now!"

Seeing the car getting closer, the bodyguard stepped back in panic, reaching for the walkie-talkie at his waist.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the leading car directly broke open the iron gate and rushed in, knocking away the bodyguard who had just taken out the walkie-talkie, then it skidded and braked to a stop.

The two cars behind rushed into the yard closely behind.

The moment the car stopped, the door opened, and eight men wearing bandit hats and holding various guns jumped out and pulled the trigger at the bodyguards who came after hearing the noise.

"Da da da!"

The two bodyguards who were in the front immediately fell to the ground screaming. The other bodyguards stopped, looked at each other, and then turned around and ran without hesitation.

Their salaries are high, but not high enough to justify taking a bullet to protect their employers.

"Two of you stay outside, and the others follow me in." As soon as Fujimoto Ryoichi finished speaking, he rushed to the villa first, and his five younger brothers followed.

The moment the loud noise was heard, several people who were dining in the villa were alarmed. Hideo Akamoto just got up and was about to go out to check, but he heard gunshots.

Everyone's face turned pale, but before they could react, Fujimoto Ryoichi had already rushed into the living room with five men armed with guns.

"what!"

The women and children screamed in fear, dropped their bowls and chopsticks, squatted down, or crawled under the table.

"Who are you..." Akamoto Hero was also shocked and angry, but he tried to stay calm.

"Da da da!" Fujimoto Ryoichi fired a volley of bullets without saying a word. Several blood holes appeared on Akamoto Hideo's body and he fell to the ground, twitching, with surprise in his eyes.

Fujimoto Ryoichi's two exposed eyes were full of ferocity as he said, "Kill them all except the children."

These women's families are not simple either. If you keep them, they might want to avenge their husbands. Moreover, since husband and wife are one, they share the joys and sorrows, and should also live and die together.

"Wait..." Akamoto Jiancheng came back to his senses from the shock of his son's sudden murder and wanted to negotiate.

Fujimoto Ryo turned the gun around expressionlessly.

"Da da!"

Gunshots rang out and people fell.

“Da da da!” “Bang bang bang!”

After the continuous gunfire, no one in the Akamoto family was left standing except for the wailing children.

There were blood splatters all over the ground.

Akamoto Jiancheng was not dead yet. He was lying on the ground, breathing with difficulty, and blood kept coming out of his mouth.

"You go first." Fujimoto Ryo ordered without turning his head, holding a gun and walking in front of Akamoto Jiancheng, looking down at him condescendingly, "Aoyama-kun has many concerns due to his status, so he can't use such a simple and rough method on you, but I have no concerns."

Akamoto Jiancheng's eyes suddenly widened, and he wanted to say something excitedly, but he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He never dreamed that a policeman like Aoyama Hidenobu would have such a fierce gangster as his friend, and he never expected that the other party would take up a gun and kill his entire family for Aoyama Hidenobu.

Status, money, and power all seemed extremely fragile at this moment and could be easily torn apart by bullets.

"Good night." Fujimoto pointed the gun at his body, then smiled and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da da da da..."

As the muzzle of the gun trembled, Akamoto Jiancheng's body also trembled and blood continued to flow out.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of an empty chamber was heard, and after confirming that the bullets were empty, Fujimoto Ryo turned around and left without looking back.

Akamoto Jiancheng, who was lying on the ground, had dozens of bullet holes on his body, and his clothes were completely soaked in blood. He looked like a blood gourd, with his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open.

There were three female bodies lying around the dining table. They were only shot twice, and their deaths were relatively dignified.

A child about five or six years old and a baby were crying loudly on the ground. There were blood spots on their fair faces. Their cries were shrill and the smell of blood was pungent.

"Wow~Wow~Wow~"

When the sirens sounded, Fujimoto and his gang were already driving fast on their way to Kodaira-cho Pier.

(End of this chapter)